Chapter 1
Harry and Ginny were sat at their old, weathered, oak table which had been sitting in their perfectly manicured cottage for the six years they had been married. It was a gift from Mr and Mrs Weasley, even though Hermione had desperately wanted it for her and Ron, there was only one Harry Potter!
They had just finished dinner, when they heard a knock on their beautiful, green door. Harry went to answer it, pulled back the door and jumped back in shock!
"Harry, dear boy! I'm BAAAAAAACCCKKKKKK!" Dumbledore shouted as he barged into the cottage.
Harry was speechless until he remembered, " but, Sir, your dead?"
Dumbledore looked sad to be reminded of that fact, "you don't say?"
Harry was still confused, "but …."
"Yes, yes, I know, I'm here now. All will be explained soon."
A/N if you want to see how Dumbledore came back from the dead keep reading…
At this point, Ginny decided to poke her head round the corner only to jump back in shock at the sight she saw, "Harry!" she cried.
But before she could say another word, Dumbledore had interrupted her, "Yes, yes, Ginevra, I'm back. Good God do you live in a hole? How could you be oblivious to this fact? Keep up dear."
Ginny turned as red as her hair and walked back to the weathered, oak table where she began to cry.
"Get a grip, Cho."
"Sir that's Ginny," Harry said, slightly confused.
"Of course it is dear boy; I am the greatest wizard of all time."
"Well, after you died I did kill Voldemort, sir."
"Yes, well done Harry, you were very brave. Anyway, I didn't come here for a chit-chat, I'm getting married!"
"What? But, Professor, you're gay?"
"Yes Harry, that fact did not escape my amazing mind. I'm getting married to Fudge! We really hit it off!"
"But sir, you hate Fudge."
"Actually Harry, Cornelius is a very nice man. There is a thin line between love and hate. And not to be rude, dear boy, aren't you going to offer me a cup of tea?"
Without waiting for an answer, Dumbledore walked straight through the hallway to the kitchen.