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MP: Chapter 2 (This was fixed after a review from some one else so, I hope it's slightly better)
Hannah Jameson and Secrets Of Her Past
Chapter 1: The End of one thing, The Beginning of another
The war was finally over. Over looking the remains of the town of Little Hangelton were two figures standing by an improvised memorial. The town looked like World War Two had happened in the town and there were countless little crosses dotting the field. It was Early march and the sky threatened to open up on them with it's gloomy skies.
"It's not fair," said one, a man who was tall (bout 6 foot) and muscular with read hair and freckles as he looked at the memorial; it was a statue. This wizard was Ronald Weasley.
"I know Ron, this took his whole life away and no one seems to care except that V-voldemort is gone," said the second figure, a woman that reached his shoulders with bushy brown hair and brown eye; the witch now known as Hermione Weasley.
She was close to tears. During their days at Hogwarts they were known as the golden Trio but the third member had sacrificed himself to save every one.
The statue, transfigured by one Hermione Weasley, was of the third; Harry Potter The-boy-who-lived-who-defeated-Voldemort. He was to be buried by his parents. A fourth, Ginevra Weasley, Ginny Weasley, who was engaged to be Ginevra Potter, wasn't taking it well. In fact, she planned on vanishing after Harry's funeral and Molly wasn't happy with it, since Ginny was only 16. She didn't care. Ron and Hermione understood perfectly. Ginny's heart had been torn out by the last battle.
Percy had died in a ministry assault and one of the Twins had died protecting the other, and Arthur had died protecting Molly in the battle for London, which had the least damage and the most amounts of memory charms in the whole war. The death eaters had been rounded up and all given the Dementor's kiss, the dementors locked up in a place that had properties similar to the Pantronous Charm, so that none could ever be hurt by them again. Draco Malfoy was decorated as the best spy for the side of light after betraying even his own father to prove himself to the Order, now headed by Minerva McGonagall, and Snape died an honorable death saving Ginny Weasly.
Many died, but this made the wizarding world less biased. Were-wolves were more accepted, for it hadn't been for one Remus Lupin turning a great many were-wolves against Voldemort and Grayback's teachings, it was doubtless the war could have been won as quickly. Nymphadora Tonks, who preferred her surname, was engaged to marry him after he was sworn in as Minister of magic after Scrimgeour was sacked. The deaths that happened before the war escalated were not forgotten. Lily and James Potter were honored for keeping the hope alive through their sacrifices, Sirius Black for his Heroism (He was cleared after Pettigrew's corpse was found on the Little Hangleton battle field with the sword of Gryffindor stabbed through his heart. Too little, Too late)
Dumbledore; he was honored above all others, save Harry he was on equal terms with him. A new fountain was built to replace the one Dumbledore had destroyed the night Fudge stopped being a moron and announced Voldemort was back.
The new fountain was of Harry, Dumbledore, and Hagrid(Died saving Beauxbatons Academy from a Death Eater invasion) There were actually emeralds for Harry's eyes, sapphires for Dumbledore's, and, jet stones for Hagrid's. The battle field cast iron statue paled in comparison to the Ministry's golden one but Harry probably would have preferred Hermione's tribute to him. There were murals of countless others all over the newly repaired Ministry(the next to last battle- Umbridge had been tortured to death by a death Eater and Harry had been dueling Voldemort so he didn't purposefully condemn the toad to death; just no one made an extra effort to save her. She'd promised to make Harry and the Order's lives hell after this and no one wanted to put up with her any more.
(A/N No wonder her name means 'offense'. Well Umbrage but sounds similar.)
Arthur Weasley had a muggle items museum being set up in his memory. Molly was a wreck so Ginny thought it would be wise to do her packing while her mother and brothers drank themselves silly. She'd have joined them but, she realized all the firewhiskey in the world couldn't bring Harry back. Sure a glass or two helped with night mares but too much only gave her a pounding headache and reminded her full force Harry was no longer there. She heard the group sobbing drunkenly down stairs as she gathered up everything that mattered to her. It wasn't much; just a trunk fully of clothes, books, and effects. The most recent things she'd aquired were Harry's shrunken trunk containing everything dear to him, his glasses, and his wand. On her finger was the last thing he'd given to her; her engagement ring wing with her animagi form engraved onto the band; a ginger fox. His on her right hand with a black stag engraved on it.
Around her neck was the form horcrux of Slytherin's locket. People asked her why she wore it and she said it was to spite any death eaters left roaming. She would leave Gryffindor's sword and Hufflepuff's cup to Ron and Hermione. They preferred those two artifacts. She was taking with her something of greater value than anything in her trunk, and she wouldn't tell her mother. She would be of age by the time any one realized she'd run.
"Are you really going?" asked Fleur from behind her. Ginny whirled aroundand saw Fleur standing there with tears in her eyes.
"I've got to Phlegm." Said Ginny fighting back tears.
"I will miss you so very much!" said Fleur flinging her arms around Ginny.
"I'll write you under the alias Marcy Jameson, ok?" she said.
"I will look foraward to it, Ginny." Said Fleur and with a flick of her wand the rest of Ginny's stuff was packed and shrunken.
"Take care of them Fleur." She said as she slipped her trunk into her pocket.
(The reason by Hoobastank plays… don't have the CD well try to imagine itDON"T OWN IT HOOBASTANK"S RECORD COMPANY DOES!)
They day of Harry Potter's funeral was a day hard to be sad on, to begin with, it
was a blue sky dotted by fluffy white clouds with a high of 23C(72F) extremely
sunny, but after the many black clad wizards glared at the sky. A few well
placed weather charms turned the sunny Day in March into a gloomy wet one as
many viewed it should be. This ruined several muggle picnics, but the wizards could
have cared less. Ginny Weasly was in the lead of the procession and wore very
baggy dress robes to hide her pack and muggle clothing; it was more of a frock.
A long procession of people sit in the chairs as a minister
goes over Harry's life, smudging out his horrible child hood. Making it sound like
he was more god than man and no one protested the wizard minister. Ginny,
Hermione, and Ron sat in the back to upset to have to say good bye so soon.
Many people who'd only met him once were giving long winded speeches while
Remus Lupin clocked in at exactly 2 minutes before breaking down in tears.
Ginny and Hermione were both crying uncontrollably and for very different reasons. Ginny since she would miss every of friends after she ran and Hermione because so many cared yet were doing nothing for Harry's memory by glossing over his flaws in character. They made him Harry. This person wasn't. When it was Ginny's turn she just placed his glasses on his face and removed the golden rimmed ones and set them in his pocket. She kissed him on his lips. She walked away and calmly and slowly as Hermione and Ron both laid pictures from school years in the casket.
Ginny locked eyes with Ron and Hermione.
"Ginny don't!" said Ron.
"I have to, or I'll never heal. Take care of mom." She said and ran past all the paparazzi and reports who were as good as paparazzi. She hexed a few who tired to get her comments. The now had furry bats swarming their faces. She ran as fast as she could and as soon as she was far enough she apparated away. She'd learned to do that in the war as it was necessary. She was in Diagon Alley, strangely deserted.
She walked into Gringrotts with Harry's key determined only to take a few galleons. He'd told her it was hers but she wouldn't take advantage of him. She bought an owl and converted the last of it to American bills. She had roughly a thousand dollars left. (She'd taken out close to 30 galleons) She sighed looking at her barn own, whose name was Soren. (A/N Guardians of Gahoole. Main char, couldn't resist.) She walked out of Diagon Alley into Muggle London and lost the frock in an alley. After that Ginny Weasly bought a one way ticket to America and never looked back. She filled out the immigration paperwork and was granted a visa and a name change to Marcy Jameson.
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MP: R&R