A/N: Okay, here's another fanific for ya! Its not going to be that long,
maybe 5-10 chapters. It's basically just a short fanfic to write while I
get my ideas together for Azkaban Kisses. I actually got the idea for this
fanific one night while I was trying to go to sleep.
This story is also my first shot at romance! Pairings will include: Harry/Hermione, Ginny/Neville, and Ron/Luna (Don't ask, I think they make a cute couple! And, Luna seemed to have a crush on Ron in the fifth book!) Also, the pairing of Draco/Pansy might make an appearance in this fic.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything that has to do with Harry Potter! J.K. Rowling does! The only thing I own is the plot and any other characters I decide to add (and trust me, there's gonna be a lot!!)
A/N: Hope you enjoy this fic and please check out my other fics! Thanks in advance!
Full Summery: After about three years after Harry's seventh year, Voldemort strikes again. But this time when Voldemort does something to him to make is seem like Harry killed hundreds of people, it seems impossible for Harry to defeat him. Can Harry with the help of his friends and family kill the Dark Lord once and for all? Read on to find out!
~*~Contains Spoilers for Harry Potter and the Order of Phoenix~*~
Okay, on to the story!
***
17-year-old Harry Potter sat in the Gryffindor Common room staring into the fire, like usual in the late hours of the night.
"Harry?" a voice said coming in the direction of the girl's dormitory. "What are you doing up this late?"
"Nothing," Harry mumbled. "Couldn't sleep."
"Harry, you've seemed weird for the past couple of weeks," Hermione said as she walked closer to Harry. "Is something bothering you?"
"No," Harry sighed. "Well, yes, in a way."
"What is it?" Hermione said, looking real concerned.
"Voldemort hasn't attacked since the end of our fifth year," Harry sighed again. "Every since the death of....."
"I know," Hermione whispered. "Maybe he's lying somewhere in a ditch calling for help." she tried to act funny, but she knew this was serious.
Harry laughed bitterly. "I highly doubt that."
"I know, but Harry, you can't just sit around and do nothing until Voldemort attacks; you just have to wait and see. Yes, you'll have to prepare yourself, but you can't let this take over your life." Hermione said matter-of-factly.
"Voldemort has basically planned my life since the day I was born," Harry stated. "Or, ever since that stupid prophecy was made."
"I know, but, oh, never mind," Hermione sighed as she started to walk back to the girl's dormitory. "Oh, and Harry?"
"What," Harry looked up from the fire and suddenly met Hermione's eyes. For the first time since he met her, he saw through those chocolate brown eyes and to her soul. He suddenly didn't see the know-it-all that was his best friend and that had helped him on many occasions. He saw Hermione Granger as the most beautiful girl ever.
"I'm always going to be on your side." Hermione smiled and looked into Harry's green eyes. Somehow, the same thing that happened to Harry happened to Hermione; she saw Harry for the first time as somebody else. She blushed and looked away from the emeralds. "Please remember, I'll always there for you." And with that, Hermione practically ran up the stairs leaving Harry in the common room to think about Hermione.
***
Two months later and Harry and Hermione, along with Ron and everybody in their year were ready to graduate Hogwarts, which acted as their school and home for seven years.
About a week after Hermione and Harry had talked that night in the common room, they had started to date. At first, it seemed very awkward, almost like they were waling to different people, but now, it seemed like they were old friends who had started to care for each other, which is actually was.
Ron had been very surprised when he found out his two best friends were dating. He had been mad and jealous, because ever since his fourth year, he had had a little crush on Hermione. But after about a month, he got used to their dating and realized he liked Hermione like a sister and a really good friend, and nothing else. So, he started to look around Hogwarts to find someone perfect for him and his did. And surprisingly, he had known this girl for a couple of years and had used to think she was crazy. Yep, he had started dating Luna Lovegood.
Now, if Ron had been surprised when Harry and Hermione started to date, then Harry and Hermione and everybody else were pretty much flabbergasted when they found out that Ron and Luna were going out.
So, now at Graduation, all seventh years were standing outside the Great Hall waiting for the Graduation Ceremony to begin. Harry and Hermione were standing at the front, as they were Head Boy and Head Girl.
"I hope once the ceremony is over we're allowed to sit by people who are in other years," Ron said, behind them, referring to Luna.
"Same here," Neville muttered. Neville had been dating Ginny for about a year now. He had secretly told Harry and Ron that he was going to propose to her after Ginny graduated next year. Harry knew Ron wanted to do the exact same thing with Luna.
The doors to the Great Hall opened and Minerva McGonnagall along with Albus Dumbledore glided out.
"We're ready for you," Minerva McGonnagall, reminding Harry of his sorting ceremony.
When the seventh years entered the Great Hall, they saw that the house four house tables had been shrunk by about a seventh and that another table that seemed to be made of pure gold was standing in front of the teacher's table. As Harry moved a little closer to the table, he saw that little silver name plates were set in front of each plate displaying the names of all the seventh year students.
"Okay, when Professor McGonnagall calls your name," Dumbledore started. "Please come up to the stand in front of the Golden Table of Graduation and please take the certificate she will give you. Then, walk back to the table and find your nameplate and sit down. Is that clear?" He gazed at his oldest students.
"Yes, Professor Dumbledore," the crowd seventh years said in unison.
"Okay, Minerva?" Dumbledore said as he walked back to the teachers' table and sat down at his usual place.
"Abbot, Hannah!" McGonnagall said as the student from Hufflepuff walked up to her now former teacher and took the certificate. She then walked to the Table of Graduation and sat down on the left side near the end.
And so it continued like that. When Hermione went up, everybody could see tears in her eyes and a huge smile on her face. She took her certificate and ended up sitting at one of the heads of the table near Hannah. Harry could just tell that he wound wind up sitting at the opposite end since he was Head Boy.
When the finally did get to Harry's name, he ended up being correct. He took his place at the head and carefully opened his certificate. It basically just stated his name, the date, and that he had completed the required education from Hogwarts and that he was a fully trained wizard. He smiled and put it into his robes pocket. He looked up again and noticed that it was Ron's turn. Ron took his certificate and turned as red as a tomato and took his seat which ended up being close to Harry.
When the ceremony was over, Dumbledore announced that there would be a huge feast and for all of his students to enjoy their last day of Hogwarts.
After the feast, which Harry greatly enjoyed (Except for the fact that Ron and Neville were complaining the whole time that they couldn't go down to the regular tables and sit next to their girlfriends) Dumbledore got up again to make another announcement.
"Students of Hogwarts," Dumbledore began. "Please take this time to think about the future."
All of the second year and above students looked up at Dumbledore and frowned: He had never done this before, what was he doing?
"Yes, you may think that I've never done this before," Dumbledore said. "But we need to think about our futures; no matter what age we are. If we don't, one day we might end up on the streets with no money and no job. What would you do then? What if Voldemort attacks again? What happens of we're not prepared and we all die, leaving Voldemort to take over the world? We need to be ready!"
As students listened to the headmaster's speech, they new he was right. Especially Harry. This was exactly what he had been thinking the night Hermione came down to talk with him!
"But Professor!" a sixth year from Ravenclaw suddenly called out. "Voldemort hasn't attacked in two years; why would he attack now? He's probably dead!"
"Ah, you may think that, but what if that is what Voldemort wants us to think? What if he wants us to think he's dead; so he can catch us all off guard?
'That's what I was thinking' Harry thought to himself.
"So I would like everybody to prepare. Don't think Voldemort is dead, because most likely, he's coming back. "Dumbledore finished his speech and slowly sat down. "Soon." he said the last part so softy that only the staff and seventh years heard him.
***
"That was a very beautiful and accurate speech yesterday," Hermione sighed the next day at breakfast.
"I know," Harry agreed. "I just can't believe we're leaving today. And we might never come back."
Hermione looked over at Harry. "As teachers, maybe."
"Yeah," Harry said as he watched Ron come back from the Ravenclaw table.
"Hi, guys," Ron said. "So, whatcha gonna do over summer?"
"Ron, it's not like we have just the summer off," Hermione frowned. "We might never come back here. "As students, anyways."
"So, whatcha gonna do with your life, then?" Ron asked.
"I either want to be a teacher here at Hogwarts. Or maybe work at the Ministry. Maybe even in an education department!" Hermione said excitedly.
"There is none, so far," Ron said.
"Then I maybe I could start one," Hermione suggested happily. "And if not, I could work in the Committee on Experimental Charms."
"Yeah, and what if one of the charms they're experimenting is a curse equivalent to 'Avada Kedevra'?" Ron asked. Harry nodded. He obviously didn't want Hermione dead.
"Well, I don't know," Hermione suddenly looked doubtful. "Maybe the Department of Transportation, then?"
"That'd be okay," Harry said.
"So," Ron turned to Harry. "What are you going to do with your life?"
"I don't know," Harry said. "Probably an auror."
"Yeah, you do have pretty much the right grades for it," Ron said.
"I agree, you've seen to be working hard since your sixth year," Hermione agreed.
"Yeah, probably because you-know-who hasn't attacked since fifth year," Ron said.
Hermione rolled her eyes while Harry shook his head sadly.
"You have to start using his name," Hermione said to Ron. "Everybody else is!"
"I know, but, well," Ron said but luckily he was cut of by McGonnagall who had just stood up with Dumbledore.
"The Hogwarts Express had just arrived and people are putting your luggage on the train as we speak," Dumbledore smiled at his students.
"This is it," Hermione whispered to her friends. "We're leaving Hogwarts for good." Tears started to fall out of her eyes.
"Thank you for another wonderful year," Dumbledore said. "I will see all of you first through sixth year students next year. I can't wait till that wonderful time when you come back. And to all you seventh years, thank you for making the last seven years exciting and enjoyable."
As he said that, he looked directly toward Harry, Ron, and Hermione. When they felt his blue eyes on them, they thought about the past seven years.
'How could it have gone by so fast?' Harry though to himself. He could tell Ron and Hermione were thinking the same things.
"Well, Professor McGonnagall will be escorting you out of Hogwarts," Dumbledore smiled. "Again, thanks for a wonderful year."
The whole train ride home was spent discussing the past seven years. When they got to the train station, Ron went with his parents to with Luna to tell them about them dating.
Hermione turned towards Harry. "Where are you going now?"
"Oh, Ron invited me to stay at the Burrow until I found a place to live," Harry explained. "Are you going with your parents?"
"Yes, until I find a place of my own," Hermione sighed.
"Well, good luck finding a place," Harry said.
"Yeah, sane to you," Hermione smiled.
They walked towards each other one more time and kissed.
***
A three years later, everything was perfect. Hermione and Harry had gotten married two months after they left Hogwarts. About a week ago, they had had their first child: A healthy baby girl with the name of Hannah Hermione Potter. Ron and Luna had also recently just gotten married. They didn't have any children yet. Ginny and Neville were going to get married in the fall and were very excited.
Voldemort hadn't attacked yet, so most people assumed that he was truly gone. Though, a few people like Hermione and Harry believed he would be back soon.
They just didn't know how soon.
***
Lord Voldemort sat at the Riddle House plotting. He was planning something so big that it had taken five years to get everything ready.
"Peter!" Voldemort hissed. "We attack tomorrow night on Potter's birthday."
"Yes, master," Peter Pettigrew said.
"Malfoy!" Voldemort shouted.
"Yes, my lord?" Lucius Malfoy bowed at Voldemort's feet.
"Where does Potter live?" Voldemort hissed.
"He lived with his wife Hermione Granger and daughter, Hannah Potter in an apartment in London." Malfoy said.
"Thanks," Voldemort said.
"Are we attacking, then soon?" Malfoy asked.
"Yes, we are attacking very, very soon," Voldemort smiled the most evil smile there is. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A/N: Okay, whatch think? This is kinda the prologue to this story. The next chapter will involve a lot more action, I promise!!!!!!!!!!! By the way, I made up the Golden Table of Graduation, in case you were wondering! Anyways, I appreciate all reviews, including flames because they help me write later chapters so PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Thanks in advance!
I'll try to update ASAP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
:)
This story is also my first shot at romance! Pairings will include: Harry/Hermione, Ginny/Neville, and Ron/Luna (Don't ask, I think they make a cute couple! And, Luna seemed to have a crush on Ron in the fifth book!) Also, the pairing of Draco/Pansy might make an appearance in this fic.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything that has to do with Harry Potter! J.K. Rowling does! The only thing I own is the plot and any other characters I decide to add (and trust me, there's gonna be a lot!!)
A/N: Hope you enjoy this fic and please check out my other fics! Thanks in advance!
Full Summery: After about three years after Harry's seventh year, Voldemort strikes again. But this time when Voldemort does something to him to make is seem like Harry killed hundreds of people, it seems impossible for Harry to defeat him. Can Harry with the help of his friends and family kill the Dark Lord once and for all? Read on to find out!
~*~Contains Spoilers for Harry Potter and the Order of Phoenix~*~
Okay, on to the story!
***
17-year-old Harry Potter sat in the Gryffindor Common room staring into the fire, like usual in the late hours of the night.
"Harry?" a voice said coming in the direction of the girl's dormitory. "What are you doing up this late?"
"Nothing," Harry mumbled. "Couldn't sleep."
"Harry, you've seemed weird for the past couple of weeks," Hermione said as she walked closer to Harry. "Is something bothering you?"
"No," Harry sighed. "Well, yes, in a way."
"What is it?" Hermione said, looking real concerned.
"Voldemort hasn't attacked since the end of our fifth year," Harry sighed again. "Every since the death of....."
"I know," Hermione whispered. "Maybe he's lying somewhere in a ditch calling for help." she tried to act funny, but she knew this was serious.
Harry laughed bitterly. "I highly doubt that."
"I know, but Harry, you can't just sit around and do nothing until Voldemort attacks; you just have to wait and see. Yes, you'll have to prepare yourself, but you can't let this take over your life." Hermione said matter-of-factly.
"Voldemort has basically planned my life since the day I was born," Harry stated. "Or, ever since that stupid prophecy was made."
"I know, but, oh, never mind," Hermione sighed as she started to walk back to the girl's dormitory. "Oh, and Harry?"
"What," Harry looked up from the fire and suddenly met Hermione's eyes. For the first time since he met her, he saw through those chocolate brown eyes and to her soul. He suddenly didn't see the know-it-all that was his best friend and that had helped him on many occasions. He saw Hermione Granger as the most beautiful girl ever.
"I'm always going to be on your side." Hermione smiled and looked into Harry's green eyes. Somehow, the same thing that happened to Harry happened to Hermione; she saw Harry for the first time as somebody else. She blushed and looked away from the emeralds. "Please remember, I'll always there for you." And with that, Hermione practically ran up the stairs leaving Harry in the common room to think about Hermione.
***
Two months later and Harry and Hermione, along with Ron and everybody in their year were ready to graduate Hogwarts, which acted as their school and home for seven years.
About a week after Hermione and Harry had talked that night in the common room, they had started to date. At first, it seemed very awkward, almost like they were waling to different people, but now, it seemed like they were old friends who had started to care for each other, which is actually was.
Ron had been very surprised when he found out his two best friends were dating. He had been mad and jealous, because ever since his fourth year, he had had a little crush on Hermione. But after about a month, he got used to their dating and realized he liked Hermione like a sister and a really good friend, and nothing else. So, he started to look around Hogwarts to find someone perfect for him and his did. And surprisingly, he had known this girl for a couple of years and had used to think she was crazy. Yep, he had started dating Luna Lovegood.
Now, if Ron had been surprised when Harry and Hermione started to date, then Harry and Hermione and everybody else were pretty much flabbergasted when they found out that Ron and Luna were going out.
So, now at Graduation, all seventh years were standing outside the Great Hall waiting for the Graduation Ceremony to begin. Harry and Hermione were standing at the front, as they were Head Boy and Head Girl.
"I hope once the ceremony is over we're allowed to sit by people who are in other years," Ron said, behind them, referring to Luna.
"Same here," Neville muttered. Neville had been dating Ginny for about a year now. He had secretly told Harry and Ron that he was going to propose to her after Ginny graduated next year. Harry knew Ron wanted to do the exact same thing with Luna.
The doors to the Great Hall opened and Minerva McGonnagall along with Albus Dumbledore glided out.
"We're ready for you," Minerva McGonnagall, reminding Harry of his sorting ceremony.
When the seventh years entered the Great Hall, they saw that the house four house tables had been shrunk by about a seventh and that another table that seemed to be made of pure gold was standing in front of the teacher's table. As Harry moved a little closer to the table, he saw that little silver name plates were set in front of each plate displaying the names of all the seventh year students.
"Okay, when Professor McGonnagall calls your name," Dumbledore started. "Please come up to the stand in front of the Golden Table of Graduation and please take the certificate she will give you. Then, walk back to the table and find your nameplate and sit down. Is that clear?" He gazed at his oldest students.
"Yes, Professor Dumbledore," the crowd seventh years said in unison.
"Okay, Minerva?" Dumbledore said as he walked back to the teachers' table and sat down at his usual place.
"Abbot, Hannah!" McGonnagall said as the student from Hufflepuff walked up to her now former teacher and took the certificate. She then walked to the Table of Graduation and sat down on the left side near the end.
And so it continued like that. When Hermione went up, everybody could see tears in her eyes and a huge smile on her face. She took her certificate and ended up sitting at one of the heads of the table near Hannah. Harry could just tell that he wound wind up sitting at the opposite end since he was Head Boy.
When the finally did get to Harry's name, he ended up being correct. He took his place at the head and carefully opened his certificate. It basically just stated his name, the date, and that he had completed the required education from Hogwarts and that he was a fully trained wizard. He smiled and put it into his robes pocket. He looked up again and noticed that it was Ron's turn. Ron took his certificate and turned as red as a tomato and took his seat which ended up being close to Harry.
When the ceremony was over, Dumbledore announced that there would be a huge feast and for all of his students to enjoy their last day of Hogwarts.
After the feast, which Harry greatly enjoyed (Except for the fact that Ron and Neville were complaining the whole time that they couldn't go down to the regular tables and sit next to their girlfriends) Dumbledore got up again to make another announcement.
"Students of Hogwarts," Dumbledore began. "Please take this time to think about the future."
All of the second year and above students looked up at Dumbledore and frowned: He had never done this before, what was he doing?
"Yes, you may think that I've never done this before," Dumbledore said. "But we need to think about our futures; no matter what age we are. If we don't, one day we might end up on the streets with no money and no job. What would you do then? What if Voldemort attacks again? What happens of we're not prepared and we all die, leaving Voldemort to take over the world? We need to be ready!"
As students listened to the headmaster's speech, they new he was right. Especially Harry. This was exactly what he had been thinking the night Hermione came down to talk with him!
"But Professor!" a sixth year from Ravenclaw suddenly called out. "Voldemort hasn't attacked in two years; why would he attack now? He's probably dead!"
"Ah, you may think that, but what if that is what Voldemort wants us to think? What if he wants us to think he's dead; so he can catch us all off guard?
'That's what I was thinking' Harry thought to himself.
"So I would like everybody to prepare. Don't think Voldemort is dead, because most likely, he's coming back. "Dumbledore finished his speech and slowly sat down. "Soon." he said the last part so softy that only the staff and seventh years heard him.
***
"That was a very beautiful and accurate speech yesterday," Hermione sighed the next day at breakfast.
"I know," Harry agreed. "I just can't believe we're leaving today. And we might never come back."
Hermione looked over at Harry. "As teachers, maybe."
"Yeah," Harry said as he watched Ron come back from the Ravenclaw table.
"Hi, guys," Ron said. "So, whatcha gonna do over summer?"
"Ron, it's not like we have just the summer off," Hermione frowned. "We might never come back here. "As students, anyways."
"So, whatcha gonna do with your life, then?" Ron asked.
"I either want to be a teacher here at Hogwarts. Or maybe work at the Ministry. Maybe even in an education department!" Hermione said excitedly.
"There is none, so far," Ron said.
"Then I maybe I could start one," Hermione suggested happily. "And if not, I could work in the Committee on Experimental Charms."
"Yeah, and what if one of the charms they're experimenting is a curse equivalent to 'Avada Kedevra'?" Ron asked. Harry nodded. He obviously didn't want Hermione dead.
"Well, I don't know," Hermione suddenly looked doubtful. "Maybe the Department of Transportation, then?"
"That'd be okay," Harry said.
"So," Ron turned to Harry. "What are you going to do with your life?"
"I don't know," Harry said. "Probably an auror."
"Yeah, you do have pretty much the right grades for it," Ron said.
"I agree, you've seen to be working hard since your sixth year," Hermione agreed.
"Yeah, probably because you-know-who hasn't attacked since fifth year," Ron said.
Hermione rolled her eyes while Harry shook his head sadly.
"You have to start using his name," Hermione said to Ron. "Everybody else is!"
"I know, but, well," Ron said but luckily he was cut of by McGonnagall who had just stood up with Dumbledore.
"The Hogwarts Express had just arrived and people are putting your luggage on the train as we speak," Dumbledore smiled at his students.
"This is it," Hermione whispered to her friends. "We're leaving Hogwarts for good." Tears started to fall out of her eyes.
"Thank you for another wonderful year," Dumbledore said. "I will see all of you first through sixth year students next year. I can't wait till that wonderful time when you come back. And to all you seventh years, thank you for making the last seven years exciting and enjoyable."
As he said that, he looked directly toward Harry, Ron, and Hermione. When they felt his blue eyes on them, they thought about the past seven years.
'How could it have gone by so fast?' Harry though to himself. He could tell Ron and Hermione were thinking the same things.
"Well, Professor McGonnagall will be escorting you out of Hogwarts," Dumbledore smiled. "Again, thanks for a wonderful year."
The whole train ride home was spent discussing the past seven years. When they got to the train station, Ron went with his parents to with Luna to tell them about them dating.
Hermione turned towards Harry. "Where are you going now?"
"Oh, Ron invited me to stay at the Burrow until I found a place to live," Harry explained. "Are you going with your parents?"
"Yes, until I find a place of my own," Hermione sighed.
"Well, good luck finding a place," Harry said.
"Yeah, sane to you," Hermione smiled.
They walked towards each other one more time and kissed.
***
A three years later, everything was perfect. Hermione and Harry had gotten married two months after they left Hogwarts. About a week ago, they had had their first child: A healthy baby girl with the name of Hannah Hermione Potter. Ron and Luna had also recently just gotten married. They didn't have any children yet. Ginny and Neville were going to get married in the fall and were very excited.
Voldemort hadn't attacked yet, so most people assumed that he was truly gone. Though, a few people like Hermione and Harry believed he would be back soon.
They just didn't know how soon.
***
Lord Voldemort sat at the Riddle House plotting. He was planning something so big that it had taken five years to get everything ready.
"Peter!" Voldemort hissed. "We attack tomorrow night on Potter's birthday."
"Yes, master," Peter Pettigrew said.
"Malfoy!" Voldemort shouted.
"Yes, my lord?" Lucius Malfoy bowed at Voldemort's feet.
"Where does Potter live?" Voldemort hissed.
"He lived with his wife Hermione Granger and daughter, Hannah Potter in an apartment in London." Malfoy said.
"Thanks," Voldemort said.
"Are we attacking, then soon?" Malfoy asked.
"Yes, we are attacking very, very soon," Voldemort smiled the most evil smile there is. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A/N: Okay, whatch think? This is kinda the prologue to this story. The next chapter will involve a lot more action, I promise!!!!!!!!!!! By the way, I made up the Golden Table of Graduation, in case you were wondering! Anyways, I appreciate all reviews, including flames because they help me write later chapters so PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Thanks in advance!
I'll try to update ASAP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
:)