Harry Potter - A New world
This is the story about what happened after the defeat of Voldemort and before the Epilogue. I am trying hard to stick to the facts given from the Harry Potter books about dates and who actually died etc. Hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters, or anything to do with Harry Potter for that matter. Wish I did though. Brilliant stuff.
Chapter 1- The Next Day
It was the day after Harry Potter had defeated the greatest dark wizard that had ever lived and already reporters from what looked like every wizarding newspaper in the country, including the incredibly ruthless Rita Skeeter, could be seen from Gryffindor tower. Each trying to get some information for what was said to be 'The biggest magical triumph ever' and 'Even bigger than Dumbledore's defeat of the dark wizard Grindelwald.'
After retiring to bed early from exhaustion the previous evening, Harry finally decided he was too hungry to stay in bed any longer. Getting up, feeling both emotionally and physically drained, Harry searched around for his glasses which he found to be on the floor beside his much missed four poster bed. Even though Harry, Ron, and Hermione dropped out of school the previous year in search of the four remaining parts of Voldemort's soul, each of their beds remained in their old dorm rooms.
When Harry woke, he found that he had the whole dorm to himself; Ron must have already gotten up. Just as Harry swung his legs over the side of his bed and began to dig through his trunk (Hermione must have taken it out of her bag and had it sent up) for a shirt that didn't smell like it hadn't been washed for months, which Harry had to remind himself that it probably hadn't, someone opened the door and ran towards him.
Before Harry even had time to reach for his wand a wave of fiery red hair ran towards him. Harry relaxed, it was Ginny. Ginny... Harry remembered seeing her as he set out for what he thought would be his end. He had sworn that Ginny had seen or at least felt his presence as he passed by her wearing his father's old invisibility cloak.
When Ginny had reached Harry she blushed the famous Weasley red when she noticed that he was only wearing his boxers. He looked good for someone who had just hours ago defeated the darkest wizard in a century, she thought. But seeing as Riddle hadn't killed him, I sure will. I can't believe that git pretended to be dead! Her blush made it look as though her whole head was on fire, and though her eyes were red with dark circles, Harry realised that he had never seen a more beautiful person in his life. She sat down next to him. But as soon as he went to put his arm around her she started punching him.
"Ow! What the bloody hell was that for?" said Harry rubbing his arm as Ginny started to punch every part of his body she could reach.
"WHY-DID-YOU-HAVE-TO-PLAY-DEAD-HARRY?" yelled Ginny through stifled sobs and punches.
"It was the only way, you know that. You heard what he said he would do if I didn't surrender!" said Harry defensively. "I couldn't have lived with myself if something had happened to you or to anyone else I care about."
"You are such a selfish git, you know that Harry James Potter! Ever since you left after the wedding I have been waiting for you to return. Then when I overheard Bill say that Ron had been staying with him and Fleur I thought for sure something was wrong. I was about to come looking for you myself, but then Ron disappeared again before I got the chance to ask what had happened" accused Ginny.
"I'm sorry Gin I didn't want to hurt you" said Harry as he put his arm around Ginny.
As soon as he said this she started to cry so Harry pulled her into his arms and they just sat there for what seemed like hours.
After a while Harry started to speak again. "You were the only thing that kept me going while trying to find the other four Horcr.." Harry stopped, aware of what he just said "I mean, while I was on the run."
Ginny eyed him suspiciously and gave him a stern look, as though she was searching his soul.
Man, he could never get anything past Ginny, thought Harry. He loved her so much, but he was afraid that she didn't feel the same way. He knew she was the only one for him. But how could he blame her if she didn't feel the same way? He practically left her on her own to face the Carrows at Hogwarts and she was tortured! Tortured in a place where he was sure she was safe.
Ginny was just about to ask him what he meant when there was a knock on the door and the whole Weasley clan entered, minus Fred of coarse. For a moment there was silence as they all eyed Harry sitting there almost starkers with his arm around Ginny. Someone gave a nervous cough, breaking the awkward silence. Doing the Weasley's proud and blushing profusely Harry jumped up and put on the clothes that were on the end of his bed.
Everyone in the room was silent as Mrs. Weasley stared at Ginny and gave her a look saying that they would talk about this later. Ginny blushed as well, stood up and went to her dad to give him a hug. As soon as she did Mr. Weasley seemed to come out of his little trance and hug Ginny back.
Extremely embarrassed at being caught almost naked by Ginny's parents, and much worse her brothers, Harry went even brighter red and looked at the floor.
He chanced a look at the Weasley family and was none too surprised to see Hermione giggling and the rest of the Weasley family with their mouths open, too shocked at what they saw to speak.
Finally Harry said "I-I'm sorry, it wasn't what it looked like." Now even more embarrassed than was humanly possible.
"I bloody well hope not!" replied Ron. "That's my sister Harry. You guys haven't been back together for more than 12 hours and you are already in bed together practically starkers! And who said I gave you my permission to see her again anyway. Even if I did, I would defiantly not have agreed to this!"
"Who said Harry and I needed your permission to go out in the first place" said Ginny now recovering from her embarrassment and getting rather angry.
God I don't envy Ron, thought Harry. I would really hate to get on the wrong side of Ginny's Bat-Bogey-Hex.
"And Harry is right" Continued Ginny, now turning to the rest of her brothers, wand in hand. "It isn't what it looks like it-"
But before she could finish Professor McGonagall and Kingsley Shacklebolt entered the dorm.
"Hope we aren't interrupting anything Arthur, Molly" boomed Kingsley's deep voice as he surveyed everyone's expressions.
Just as he said this everyone seemed to come alive and forget about what they had just seen, but not before Mrs. Weasley could give both of them a pointed stare that made them shrink inside their own bodies.
Looking slightly amused, Kingsley turned to Mr. and Mrs. Weasley. "The Wizengamot have made me temporary Minister for Magic, until such time as an election can be held. I must get to the Ministry to try and get some type of order around the place and organize for the remaining Death Eaters to be sent off to Azkaban. I have no idea what it is like there as I haven't been in since I was accused of treason. I will see you all in a few hours I hope, although I can quite imagine the amount of paperwork that awaits me in my office."
"Minerva, what is happening with the school considering the damage that has been caused, will it be re-opening come September the first?" questioned a now rather tired looking Mrs. Weasley.
"I have been appointed as Headmistress by the board of Governors, and as long as this school is under my authority it will be open repaired or not come September first to anyone who wishes to receive an education" Professor McGonagall exclaimed.
Only now did Harry notice how everyone was looking. He had been too caught up in the thing with Ginny to notice before. Mr. Weasley was looking as though all happiness had been sucked out from him and had a few rather serious looking injuries to the face, Mrs. Weasley had obviously been crying quite heavily as her eyes were extremely red and puffy, she also had a few rather nasty looking cuts about her body. Harry also noticed how thin she looked, as though she had lost a tremendous amount of weight in a little amount of time. Then there was Ron, Percy, Bill, Charlie and perhaps the saddest of them all, George.
Of course, they had all lost a brother or a son, but George looked as though a part of him had been killed along with Fred. Harry, being the, what had Ginny called him? The 'stupid noble prat' felt extremely guilty about this. Everyone that had died Remus, Tonks, George, Colin, and everyone else who had fallen had done so to buy him more time so he could find that part of Voldemort's soul.
So why then, once Harry had found the lost diadem, had he not give himself up? If he had maybe his loved ones would have survived and he would have been able to celebrate with them and everyone else in the country (bar the people who were in Hogwarts) and possibly the witches and wizards abroad.
As though sensing something was wrong Ginny moved over to Harry and even though her whole family was there he hugged her. Mrs. Weasley gave them another one of her infamous stares. In a normal situation it would have scared the hell out of Harry, but at the moment he was too caught up in his grief to notice. All that mattered now was Ginny and how good she felt in his arms.
A/N This chapter has now been edited by my beta, Lea Marie. Before you edited it i didn't realize just how many mistakes i had made.
Thank you.