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By Terrenis-chan
Author: Terrenis-chan (That's me. )
E-Mail: Terrenis(at)web.de
Rating: T (PG)
Warning: AU, OOC, OC, humour, drama, some angst as well as lots of fluffy, sappy romance
Pairings: HHr (Later); HGi; DHr
Summary: Hermione and Harry are best friends and in their last year at Hogwarts. But when a new girl joins the Gryffindors, feelings are hurt forever. Many years later, Harry's daughter is looking for Hermione. Her mission: to bring Harry and Hermione back together.
Disclaimer: Unfortunately I don't own Harry Potter or the other characters. The Movie and the songs also don't belong to me.
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Hello!
Welcome to my first HP Fanfic! This Fic will be a combination of the wonderful world of Harry Potter with my favourite Indian Bollywood movie (I'm a really big fan of it!!!). I just watched this movie recently again and the idea of the plot with HP Characters in it just popped into my mind. I hope you like it. But before we begin, here are just a few important notes for the story:
- This is an AU – Story, so I'm ignoring most parts of the books.
- Hermione is still some sort of bookworm, but also an athletic girl and a very talented Chaser, not to mention Quidditch Captain (Yes, you've read right!!!) She also comes from a wizarding family and she's related to Prof. McGonagall.
- Harry is some sort of school playboy and Hermione's best friend. He lives with Sirius since he first defeated Voldemort as a baby. He beat him a second time in his fourth year and with Hermione's help.
- Sirius was never framed, since Pettigrew was caught shortly after Voldemort's first defeat. He took care of Harry ever since and now writes teaching and other books at home after retiring as an Auror when Harry turned 11.
- The Weasleys lived and worked abroad. They returned only recently, because Mr. Weasley got a new job at the British Ministry of Magic. Ginny and Ron are the same age and will join Harry and Hermione at Hogwarts…
- Remus Lupin is the new Potions teacher after Snape got arrested for Death Eater activities in Harry's fourth year.
- The Malfoys are an actually very nice family, which lives in India. Narcissa is Sirius older sister and Lucius Malfoy works in the Indian Ministry of Magic. They only come to GB to celebrate Draco's engagement and finally the wedding. Draco also works in the Indian Ministry.
- The Wizarding World also has achievements like television, phones, mobile phones and computers. Hogwarts has its own school radio station. Radio Hogwarts
But now - Enjoy it!!!
"...Letters, Off-comments and memories..."
...Flashback...
"...Singing..."
(...Done Things while singing...)
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Prologue: A Funeral
The sky was grey and looked as if he was going to burst any moment, letting large amounts of rain inside out. Within the graveyard below him, a rather large crowd, all dressed in black robes, were gathered around an open grave with a dark-red coffin on the right side, all of them sitting in their respective seats, while an older man held a speech. Most of the people were crying, but especially a young man with dark messy hair and green eyes and a family of 8 redheads seemed to suffer the most.
The young man didn't listen to the speaker. He just stared unbelievingly and with unshed tears in his eyes at the coffin, which held the body of his deceased wife. It just seemed like a short time had passed since they had met in their last year at school, gotten together and finally married. He clearly remembered the moment, when he had asked her to marry him.
"Hey Harry!" shouted a girl's voice.
The aforementioned 17 – year – old wizard turned his head and smiled at the sight of his redheaded girlfriend, who was running towards him.
"Hey Gin! What are you doing here?"
"I've been looking for you. Mum told me where to find you. It's time for dinner."
Harry raised an eyebrow curiously.
"Really? Is that so? Well, what a coincidence! I was doing the same thing! I just wanted to get my Firebolt for a last fly before beginning to look for you. There's something really important I have to tell you."
This time it was Ginny's turn to make a curious face, like she always did when her boyfriend decided to act a bit mysteriously.
"Oh, and what's so important that it can't wait until later?" she asked, stomping her foot impatiently.
Harry grinned and then grabbed Ginny's hand, pulling her back towards the house of the Weasley family, also called the Burrow.
"Oh, that's a secret! I'll tell you after dinner. Now come, we shouldn't let Molly wait or who knows, what she might do."
The red-haired girl rolled her eyes, but let him do.
Dinner was a quiet and pleasant affair. The food, which Mrs. Weasley had cooked for her family and Harry, was delicious like it was always. After everyone had stopped eating, Harry and Ginny excused themselves and hurried outside, Harry grabbing his beloved broom in the process.
When they reached the garden, Ginny turned to Harry.
"So can you tell me now what's on you mind?"
"Sure, but not here! It's a surprise after all. Come and get on! We'll fly a round together!" the young dark-haired man said, taking out a white cloth.
But before his girlfriend could utter a word of protest, he wrapped it around her eyes and helped her sit onto his Firebolt.
"Harry, what's the meaning of this?" she almost yelled now.
"Don't worry! It's alright. Just hold on tight to me. I don't want you to fall off." He replied smiling.
Ginny sighed and gave up, deciding that it would be better. Wrapping her arms tightly around Harry's upper body, she said:
"Okay, just let's get over with it!"
Harry smiled secretly and then carefully took off the ground, while his girlfriend put her head against his back, enjoying the feeling of the wind blowing through her long red hair. The ride didn't take long, although it seemed like an eternity to Ginny. Finally she felt the broom go down and the gentle landing afterwards.
"Come, we're there!" Harry spoke.
He took Ginny's hand and led her through something what suspiciously smelled like wood, perhaps a forest. After a moment or so, Ginny could hear the faint sound of water. She now really wondered what Harry was up to.
Then they finally stopped and she heard Harry's voice next to her right ear.
"Please close your eyes for a moment and it will be over quickly!" he whispered, causing the red-haired girl to shiver.
Ginny did as he had said und could feel Harry's hand opening the knot.
"Okay, you can open them now."
The redhead opened her eyes and gasped. She was standing in front of a lake, which was surrounded by a beautiful forest. At their side of the shore stood a cosy-looking red couch with a small stand-by-table, on which two glasses and a bottle of champagne on ice. But the floating candles around the couch were the most beautiful thing. It reminded her so much of the Great Hall at Hogwarts.
"Harry. It's beautiful! But why the whole set-up?"
"I thought you might enjoy a romantic evening with me." He said.
"Of course I do!" she answered happily and let him led her to the couch.
Both sat down and Harry offered Ginny a glass of champagne, which she gladly accepted. Snuggling up to each other, they were watching together the stars at the night sky, while at the same time listening to the gentle sound of the water. They stayed like this for a whole while, not moving, only enjoying everything.
Finally Harry moved away, his left hand roaming in his jacket he wore. Then he turned to Ginny again. He looked into her eyes, before he began to speak again:
"Gin, there's another reason why I set this up. As you know, I loved you from the first moment I laid my eyes on you and you still mean the world to me. So I just wanted to ask you..."
Ginny had listened to his rambling and couldn't believe it. She now had a faint idea why Harry had brought her to this beautiful place. Her heart began to beat very fast and her breathing quickened a bit, while she was waiting for Harry to say the question that would certainly changer her world soon.
"Ginny Weasley, will you marry me?" Harry said and pulled out a small black velvet box out of his jacket.
He opened it and Ginny now felt some tears running down her face. Inside the box was the most stunning ring she ever had seen. It was a silver ring with a heart-shaped garnet in the middle surrounded by silver leaves.
"It's gorgeous!" she whispered.
"So do you want to marry me?" Harry asked again.
"Yes, of course!"
Harry broke out into a huge grin and quickly put the ring on her finger. Then they sealed their engagement with a long kiss.
Harry almost smiled at that memory. It meant much more to him than some of the others in his mind. It was even more important for than the actual wedding, which of course had been celebrated with all their school friends...No, not all...One had been missing, Ginny's and his best friend.
The dark-haired frowned. It was strange that he just now remembered her. But it was almost three years ago that she suddenly had left Hogwarts in the middle of their last year and now seemed to have vanished from the face of the earth. He missed her like he missed Ginny, because as her best friend he naturally had wanted to share his and Ginny's happiness with her. Just some things like their wedding, Ginny's pregnancy...
At this Harry's thoughts went back to his deceased wife and what happened nine months ago.
"Harry?" Ginny spoke, while she was sitting with her husband in the garden belonging to 12 Grimmauld Place.
She was watching the fishes in the garden pond while Harry was deeply absorbed in one of his work books. But when his wife suddenly spoke, he looked up and at her.
"Yes?"
Ginny sighed. How should she break this important news to him?
"There's something I have to tell you. I...I...Harry, I'm pregnant!" she finally uttered out.
The dark-haired wizard dropped his book and stared in shock at the red-haired young woman.
"Really?" he asked unbelievingly.
Ginny just nodded. Harry still stared at her, but then broke out in a big smile und jumped up.
"That's great. I'm going to be a father!" he yelled.
Picking up Ginny, he swung her around, both of them laughing now.
Thinking of this made Harry's heart only hurt more. He was crying now. Why did this all have to happen? There had been no complications during those nine months of Ginny's pregnancy, so why did she still have to die so shortly after the birth of their daughter? It just seemed like yesterday...
Harry couldn't believe it. Soon he would have his own little family, including his lovely Ginny and a beautiful baby, no matter if it was a girl or a boy. His wife had just gone into labour five hours ago. After quickly informing Sirius and Mrs. Weasley of Ginny's condition, he somehow had managed to get them both safely to the hospital.
So he was here now, pacing back and forth in one of the waiting rooms at St. Mungo's together with his Godfather and almost the whole Weasley Family.
"Harry, would you please stop digging a hole in the floor? You're making me nervous." Sirius spoke from the seat he was sitting in.
Harry stopped his pacing for a moment and looked at his godfather.
"Sorry, but I can't help. I should be in there with her." He said.
Sirius sighed and rolled his eyes.
"I thought we already talked about that. Or have you perhaps forgotten about your fainting during her last examination?" he reminded his Godson, while hearing Fred and George snicker at these words.
Harry cringed a little bit at this memory, but didn't say anything. Mumbling something unintelligible under his breath, he finally stopped his pacing and also sat down on one of the armchairs.
All of them waited quite a few hours until something was happing at last. Harry and some of Ginny's brothers had been dozing off, when a loud wail woke them all up. The dark-haired wizard jumped up on the spot and turned his head towards the source of the noise, hoping that it belonged to his own daughter and not to another baby. After all, they weren't the only ones waiting here.
Just then a nurse stepped out of the room, in which Ginny was. She was holding a bundle in her arms and went now in their direction. Harry felt his heartbeat quickening, when he realized that it was his baby she was holding.
"Congratulations, Mr. Potter. You have a beautiful daughter." The black-haired woman said to him.
Harry broke out into a huge grin. Then he moved closer to the nurse, intending to take a closer look at his daughter, Sirius and the Weasleys joining him. The dark-haired wizard looked at his baby girl and couldn't deny that she was a real beauty, just like her mother. He could recognize strands of dark-red hair and when she opened her eyes for a moment, he saw into his own green eyes.
It was then when he realized that he finally had his own family.
Harry should have known that everything had sounded too good to be true. But when the healer in charge of Ginny wanted to speak with him, he knew something was wrong.
Another young woman in Healer robes stepped out of Ginny's room. Harry recognized her at once. It was his old school friend Lavender Brown, who had become a Healer after finishing school. Plus she was Ron's fiancée for four months now.
She smiled, when she saw Harry and the Weasleys standing there, but the dark-haired wizard noticed something in her eyes that disturbed him somehow.
"Harry! Sirius! Ron and of course Mr. & Mrs. Weasley! It's good to see you!" she said, shaking everybody's hands.
"How often do I have to tell you to call us by our first name? You belong to the family, after all!" Molly scolded her.
Lavender smiled again, but this time Harry found that it looked a little bit strained.
"You're right, Molly. I'm afraid that's the force of habit. Why don't you and Arthur go to Ginny, while I speak with Harry? There are some really important things I need to tell him. But please be careful! She's still a little weak from the delivery." She said.
"Alright! Thank you so much, Lavender! Boys, you wait here. Okay?" Mrs Weasley said to her and her sons, before she and Arthur stepped into Ginny's room.
In the meantime, Lavender went with Harry and Sirius, who had the sudden feeling that his godson would need him, to her office. She asked them to take a seat and then sat on her own. Now she didn't smile anymore. On the contrary, she looked really saddened.
"I don't know how to break this news to you." She began.
Harry stiffened internally. He had known that something was wrong from the way she had been acting earlier.
"Is something wrong with Ginny?" he asked.
Lavender sighed and then continued.
"I'm afraid that there had been some severe complications during the birth. At first, everything went as it should be. But Ginny suddenly started bleeding when the baby was already out of her. We really tried our best to stop it. I even called some of my colleagues for help, but by the time we finally managed to bring to a standstill, there was already too much damage done."
Harry listened to her speech with a stony expression. He didn't know why, but somehow he knew what was coming next.
"She's going to die, isn't she?" he asked with a monotone voice.
The female Healer only nodded. This nod was too much for the dark-haired wizard. He shook his head and tears began to run down his face.
"Oh god! Why?" he started to sob.
Lavender and Sirius looked sadly at him before his godfather embraced him to give him some needed comfort.
"I'm so sorry, Harry. You must believe me that I really did what I could. But Ginny knew that this pregnancy would be a risk."
Harry's head shot up.
"What? She knew? Why didn't she tell me?"
"I told her, when she was here for her first examination. She begged me not to tell you, because she didn't want to worry you."
"But..."
"Harry, it was her decision. And she wanted this baby as much as you."
Harry wiped away his tears and sighed. Yes, that sounded really like his Ginny.
"How much time does she have?"
"One, three days at the most. I'm sure I can arrange that you can stay with her for the remaining time."
Harry nodded gratefully.
"Can I see her now?" he asked quietly, before getting up.
Lavender gave him a sad smile and also got up from behind her desk.
"No problem. Oh, before I forget...Ginny asked me if you could bring her something to write and her red photo album. As I can see it, she wants to write some letters to her daughter."
"I can get it for you, Harry!" Sirius offered.
"Thanks, Sirius!"
The older wizard squeezed Harry's shoulder consolatory. The three of them went to the door when Harry suddenly stopped.
"Oh god1 I don't know how to tell Molly this." he whispered.
Lavender patted him on his shoulder.
"Don't worry about that! Ginny wanted to take care of this herself. So don't rack your brain over this!"
They went back to the waiting room, just in time to see Mrs. Weasley coming out of Ginny's room, followed by her husband. She was sobbing desperately and stormed past the rest of her family, disappearing into Lavender's office. While the six Weasley brothers were puzzled by her mother's sudden outburst, Harry knew why she was behaving like this.
"What happened? I've never seen her like this." Ron finally said.
Lavender told the six of them the same thing she had told him just a few minutes ago. The dark-haired wizard could see their faces fell. He couldn't blame them. After all, Ginny was their only sister. He was sure he would feel the same if it would have been his sister who was dying in one of the rooms.
Seeing that the other ones were busy at the moment, he took all of his courage together and stepped into Ginny's room.
It was strange, but as hard as Harry tried to remember what had happened next, he couldn't. Psychologists would call it repression, but Harry really couldn't remember what had happened then. Everything had been in a blur for him after the first shock. The only thing he could remember were the twenty-four hours before her death. After learning that she already had chosen a name for her daughter, he stayed with her and kept her company. He was sitting at the window, while she wrote her letters. Although he still wondered how Ginny had managed to write eight thick letters in just four hours, especially in her condition. But he helped her where he could.
He gave her something to drink, when she wanted something, talked with her, folded the written letters without reading them, knowing that they weren't meant for him. And he comforted her when the thought that she would leave him and their daughter alone soon, was too much to bear. This was a memory he cherished the most. It was shortly before her death.
"Ginny! Are you alright?"
The red-haired woman looked at the dark-haired wizard and he looked at her. Their eyes locked and she gasped internally. She had never seen Harry that sad. It almost broke her heart and tears welled up in her eyes.
Sniffling, she lay back on her pillow and turned round.
"How can you that I'm alright? You know as well as I do that I haven't much time anymore. I mean it's not fair. We had just such a short time together."
Harry sighed and got up from his place at the window. He went to Ginny's bed and sat down at her side.
"I know what you mean. But life isn't always fair. But no matter, what happens, you know I will always love you."
At these words he climbed into the bed next to her and took her in her arms, holding her as tightly as he could.
"Don't worry about me or our daughter. She'll know what a beautiful, loving and caring woman her mother was. She'll know her as if she had never left us. I'll promise!"
Tears were now running down Ginny's face and he comforted her as well as he could.
"Oh Harry! I love you so much." she sobbed, her words muffled by Harry's shirt.
"I love you too." He answered and kissed her red hair.
They stayed like this for the rest of the time.
Ginny died three hours later peacefully in her sleep, exactly one week ago. He had held her until the very end. After spending some more minutes with her, he had left the room, which now held his dead wife. The Weasleys and Sirius had been waiting outside. When he had stepped out and Ginny's family jumped up, he had only shaken his head, after which Molly had burst out in tears and her family had a bad time to comfort her.
He himself had been in a trance-like state and immediately gone out to get some fresh air. It was only then when he really started to cry for his loss.
And now they were here at Ginny's funeral, together with all their friends and family.
The feeling of a hand on his shoulder pulled him out of train of thoughts. He looked up and saw Sirius, who looked concerned.
"It's time, Harry!" he spoke quietly.
At first, the dark-haired wizard didn't know what his godfather meant with his words. But then he realized that the speech was over and they were about to let the coffin down into the open grave.
"Okay!" Harry answered.
Getting up like the other ones, he watched as the coffin was let down into the earth. It was as if a part of him was let down, too. Picking up a single orchid, he threw it down into the grave.
"Farewell, Ginny! I'll never forget you!" he said aloud.
Other people followed his example. After the funeral, everyone expressed their condolences and their deepest sympathies to Harry and the Weasleys. Gradually most of the crowd left the graveyard, leaving only the Weasley family, Sirius, Harry and a few friends behind.
"Where's my daughter?" Harry suddenly asked.
Lavender, who had taken care of the baby during the funeral, stepped forward.
"I've got her. She's been sleeping all the time! Here she is!"
She gave the baby girl carefully into Harry's arms. This one looked sadly at her.
"So it's just the both of us now, my little Mione!" he whispered.
"Don't worry. You're not alone in this. We're still her with you. Should you ever need something, feel free to ask!" Molly said.
Harry smiled a little bit.
"Thanks, Molly1 I really appreciate this. You can come over and visit us whenever you want."
"Thank you so much! Come on, let's go! I prepared something to eat at the Burrow. I'm sure we all could use something now!"
With these words, they also left the graveyard, uncertain, what their future would bring.
To be continued?
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