So, I'm back. A bit less than a week, wasn't it? But it is now a new week! So, close enough.
I am going to admit now that parts of Sarah's personality are a little similar to mine. Not much, but I bit, and I didn't realise when I wrote it. Of course, some of her opinions are akin to mine.
Now, here are the deaths that happened during the battle, that I can think of, and or matter for the light side:
Tonks and Lupin
Bill-instead of Fred
Dennis Creevey-instead of Colin
Severus Snape
Remilda Vane-instead of Lavender
Justin Finch-Finchley
That's all I can think of. BTW, who's excited for Starwars episode nine? I am, and I personally hope the kill, Kylo Ren, off. I like the character, however, it would be the best for the series. Rey's series is on the way out, and I can't see any other way to help it. That doesn't mean I will kill him off in any fics I write of that era. However, do not expect Reylo from me, okay?
Chapter 2: Beginning of the Book and the dinner that went badly.
When they entered the kitchen, Ginny turned the oven on as the first thing. After her friend had turned the oven on, Sarah asked, "What are we making, Gin?"
"I was thinking a roast: it's the easiest thing to make big enough," Ginny said, thinking about the fact it had to feed them, Padma, Antony, Padma and Antony's young son, Percy and his wife, their two kids, then Molly, Arthur, Charlie, Fred, Angelina, their children, George, Katie, Susan, Fleur and her twins, and Ron and Hermione.
"Why did you invite so many people?" Sarah groaned.
"Because their family and friends, and I don't have any excuses not to invite them!" Ginny cried.
Sarah then shuddered at thinking about Fleur: she felt so bad. She had known Bill pretty well, and she could have saved him, and yet, she saved someone who was already dying. When Sarah had discovered this, she had felt so bad: she could have saved him! She could have! She should have! But instead, she saved someone who was already too far gone to be saveable and made Fleur and her kids single and fatherless. The person she did save, Remus, died anyway from internal wounds made by the Werewolf's curse not that long after Bill died.
Remus had gotten pretty badly injured, and because of the Werewolf's curse, (cannot get past a certain point of injured) he started to bleeding internally and died.
"Sarah; what's the matter? You're not thinking about fanfiction again?" Ginny said as she flicked her wand to gather ingredients.
"No: I'm thinking about how I could have saved Bill, and I didn't," Sarah said looking down.
"Sarah; you think and worry too much. You could not have known that Remus would die anyway, nor could you have known Bill hadn't seen that curse, nor no one would shout out to him: it's just something you have to accept. I am still upset too: I could have saved Bill myself: but I did not see the curse until it was too late. If I had paid more attention to Bellatrix, I could have seen it happen too," Ginny said, crying also. She was cutting potatoes and using magic to cut the sweet potatoes.
"I guess: I guess we both have survivor's guilt," Sarah said wisely.
"Yes, we do. We will get over it; just wait and see. Apparently, it gets better as time passes," Ginny said, winking one of her chocolate brown eyes.
"I'll try to stop thinking about it," Sarah said, starting to cut some garlic.
"Ouch!" Ginny cried suddenly; at the same time, her magic stopped cutting the sweet potatoes. Sarah looked over and saw blood oozing from a rather large cut on one of Ginny's fingers.
"Ginny! Go and put some water on it! I'll get some First Aid stuff!" Sarah said, dropping her knife, and rushing to where Ginny kept her first aid stuff. Spending a lot of time here, Sarah knew where everything was.
Sarah grabbed the box and pulled out the stuff for killing infections, a potion for killing infections and some Band-Aids. As it turned out, it was only a tiny cut that looked big because a lot of blood was coming out of it, but it was still better to be safe than sorry. So, Sarah cleaned it up, put the ointment for killing infections on, then she bandaged it up.
"Thanks, Sarah: even if it was an overreaction," Ginny said as Sarah finished.
"That's fine; it's better to overdo these things than under do them. Now, drink," Sarah said, handing Ginny the potion.
"Alright," Ginny begrudgingly agreed, then she drank the potion as Sarah got back to work.
Ginny got back to work straight after. It didn't take them too much longer to finish the roast. With it being ready to go in, and the oven being warm enough, Ginny put it in. "What time are the guests due to start coming?" Sarah asked as Ginny closed the oven door.
"Any minute," Ginny said, after casting the tempus charm quickly. They moved into the room with the fire in it to wait for everyone.
Right on cue, the fire roared and Susan stepped through. "Ginny! Sarah! My friends!" Susan greeted running towards them.
"Hello, Susan," Sarah said as Susan hugged her.
"Hi, Sarah," Susan said at the same time. Then she said giving Ginny a hug, "Hi, Ginny! And happy birthday!"
"Thanks, Susan: and I really liked the robes you sent me; they go nicely with my hair," Ginny said, returning Susan's hug.
"They did," Sarah nodded.
"I'm glad! Neville apologises for not coming; but unfortunately, Minerva demands his attention," Susan said. She hadn't seen them since she had moved in with Neville, a few months ago. She had written to Ginny earlier to say had Neville couldn't come, so it wasn't a surprise to her at least, and Sarah didn't seem surprised, so Ginny most have told her.
Susan was very happy to see her good friends; she hadn't seen them in for at least two months, as that was how long she'd been living with Neville, and she missed them.
"No problem: I glad it's working well for him," Sarah said, remembering the nervous schoolboy he was.
"As am I," Ginny nodded.
"Yes. He really enjoys his work, and it gives me plenty of Susan time!" Susan said. She didn't get to see her boyfriend much, which was why they hadn't had their wedding yet, but she was glad he was happy.
"What are we having?" Susan then went on to ask.
"Roast veggies and lamb," Ginny said.
"Sounds yum," Susan said, licking her chops.
"Yes, it does. I still reckon Ron will find some problem with it," Sarah said. He did that every time Sarah helped make or made something, such as food.
"He's just an idiot: don't pay any attention to him," Susan said sagely, causing them all to laugh. One common known fact was Ron was an idiot; which was why they were not sure how he got hooked up with Hermione, such a smart girl. They thought it was a waste, and they hoped the offspring would take after their mother, not their father: spare them all if the maybe children did.
The fire roared again, and Fleur, Dominic and Victoire came through. "Ginny, Sarah, Susan, 'ello!" Fleur said, with still a very French accent.
"Hi, Fleur," the three girls said.
"Thanks for the chocolates, Fleur," Ginny said. She might not have been fond of Fleur when Bill first fell in love with her, but she'd grown to see her as part of the family.
"No problem, Ginny; happy birthday," Fleur said, giving Ginny a hug.
When Fleur was finished, Victoire and Dominic tackled Ginny and said, "Happy birthday!"
"Thanks," Ginny said, giving her niece and nephew a hug; though she was shocked at the force they tackled her with.
"Children, that was too hard on poor Ginny: and this is the second time in a row," Fleur said, scolding Victoire and Dominic.
"Sorry, Mumma," they said. Then they turned to Ginny and said, "Sorry, Ginny."
"That's okay; no harm was done," Ginny said to them. Then she turned to Fleur and said, "Don't be too hard; they're just kids."
"Yezz, I know… I want to be a good parent: but I struggle without Bill," Fleur said, sobbing.
"You're doing great," Susan put in.
"Yeah, you're doing well," Sarah said awkwardly. Then she left the room saying she wanted to change her pants. She changed into some black formal trousers.
As she came back down, Fleur accosted her. "Sarah; Bill dying is not your fault: I don't blame you for what happened, and I don't want you to. Please, don't too hard on yourself," Fleur said to the emerald green-eyed girl desperately.
"I just feel so bad though," Sarah admitted, looking to the side.
"Just zmile and march on. You had so much to do, and you did it well. Come on, Charlie, Ron and Hermione are here," Fleur said, guiding her down the stairs.
"Oh great," Sarah said condescendingly.
"I know; it'zz hard putting up with people you don't like. I find Molly like that; we never seem to get on," Fleur said.
"Yay! We can agree on that at least," Sarah said smiling. Then they reached the living room.
"Sarah, hello," Charlie said, being the first to see them.
"Hi, Charlie," Sarah said smiling. As everyone turned around, she said to Ron and Hermione, "Hello."
"Hi, Sarah," Hermione said.
"Potter," Ron acknowledged.
"How are you?" Sarah asked.
"I'm well: the dragons are being very playful," Charlie said, pointing at a small sear on his forehead.
"Oh dear," Sarah laughed. Sarah liked Charlie: he was funny and cheerful.
"We're well," Ron said.
"Yes, we are. We have some news when everyone is here," Hermione said, very excited.
"Oh, can't wait," Ginny said, feeling curious.
The fire roared again, and Fred, Angelina, their children: Jilly and Callim came through. They were closely followed by George and the heavily pregnant Katie. "Ginny! Happy birthday!" they all cried.
"Hi, guys: thanks for the presents you sent me, I really like them," Ginny said, giving her brothers and sisters in law hugs; then her niece and nephew.
"Glad you like what we sent," Katie said as she gave Ginny a hug.
"Hi, everyone! How much longer now, Katie?" Sarah asked.
"Two weeks before I'm due! So not that much longer, Sarah!" Katie said, spotting Sarah.
Then she, George, Angelina, Fred, Jilly and Callim greeted everyone else. While they were doing that, Antony, Padma and Rajah came! They were closely followed by Percy, Audrey (Percy's wife), Lucy and Molly Jr (Percy and Audrey's children,), Arthur, and Molly SNR.
The new arrivals all hugged and wished Ginny happy birthday, then greeted everyone else in the room. Though, Molly tried to give them all hugs: when she started doing that, Fleur and Sarah thought it would be a good time to check the dinner. It was just as well they did because it needed a stir.
"Nearly ready," Sarah said as she closed the oven.
"That izz good: I am really hungry," Fleur said.
"As am I. Hey, Fleur, have you ever heard of someone having realistic dreams?" Sarah asked.
"I have. It'zz 'zupposed to be a message about the future, seers have them: why?" Fleur asked, curious.
"I've been having them, you see," Sarah said, cutting a long story short.
"Don't ignore them; they bring a message of your future. Some of it you might want or need to change," Fleur said.
"Don't worry: I will," Sarah said, nodding.
"Sarah! Fleur! How's dinner?" Ginny called.
"Nearly ready!" Sarah called back.
"I 'zuppose we're being very rude," Fleur sighed, not wanting to go and have to talk to Molly.
"No; dinner needed checking, and it's nearly ready so we thought we'd wait until it was ready," Sarah said. She had thought it all out!
"Good idea," Fleur said nodding approvingly.
A few minutes later, Antony came in with a big grin! "So, this is where your hiding, Sarah: you took off so fast I did not get the chance to say hi," he said.
"Hello to you too, Ant," Sarah said smiling.
"Hello, Fleur. How are you both?" Antony asked.
"We're good; thank you. How are you? And how's Padma going?" Sarah asked.
"I'm well; and Padma's well. She thinks she might be pregnant again; but that could just be wishful thinking, too," Antony said sadly. After the miscarriage the previous year, Padma had gone a little funny in her head.
"Iz' she going to have a test?" Fleur asked: that would be the only way... well, the best way to know.
"I am not sure: I'll have to ask. If she does, I'll send you a letter with the results," Antony said.
"That would be nice. Does anyone have drinks?" Sarah asked suddenly realising she hadn't served any.
"I don't believe so," Antony responded shaking his head.
"Can you go and ask what everyone wants?" Sarah asked.
"Sure. I'll have some white wine if you have it," Antony said as he left the room.
"Sure. What about you, Fleur?" Sarah asked, heading to the fridge.
"I think I would like some red 'vine," Fleur said. Then she asked, "While you do that, 'zhould I check the dinner again?"
"Yes please," Sarah said, getting the bottles from the fridge.
When Antony came back, he had a list of everyone and what they needed. After showing it to Sarah, they both worked on pouring the drinks.
"I think dinner iz ready!" Fleur declared.
"Ah good; can you get it out please?" Sarah asked.
"Sure," Fleur said. Then she went to start getting it out.
When it was out, and Antony and Sarah had finished pouring the drinks, they took it to the dining room. Ginny had spent the early part of the day getting the room and table to be long enough for everyone. A great thing about magic was she could do that, and no Muggles in the surrounding houses would notice.
When everything was out on the table, they got everyone into the dining room. However, while doing so, Fleur and Sarah discovered they couldn't escape a hug from Molly. As soon as she saw them, she gave them both a bear hug. They were saved from suffocating by Antony who was ushering everyone to come and eat the food.
Most of the dinner went very well, from Sarah's point of view: she had had conversations with everyone and hadn't said anything nasty, and they had done the same. Ginny was having a great time, and everyone else seemed to be enjoying themselves too.
However, near the end, Molly said, destroying the evening, "So, Ginny, Sarah: have you found a boyfriend yet? And Sarah, what job are you going to get?"
"We're still single, mother: it's only been three weeks since I last saw you, though," Ginny said rolling her eyes.
"I haven't found the right job yet; I am still not sure what I want to do," Sarah admitted.
"Come on, girls! Your both getting old and you won't have any kids at the rate you're going!" Molly said.
"Yay; and we won't be overpopulating the planet," Sarah said dryly.
"But, don't you—" Molly tried to say. However, Sarah said growling, "No, Molly; you listen! Ginny and I are perfectly happy! Would you stop nagging! You're not even my mother!"
"You, you ungra—" Molly was saying; however, Sarah had had it by now, and she swished her hands -without thinking- towards Molly, and she was sent flying backwards into the wall, while Sarah said angrily:
"Shut up!"
"All no!" Sarah gasped as everyone ran over to Molly seconds later: she had only just realised what was happening.
Audrey being a Healer quickly looked Mrs Weasley over. "She's alright: just got some bruising, and very, very concussion, maybe: but I doubt it. She'll be right though, just check her when she wakes up," Audrey said.
"Ah, thank goodness," Sarah said sighing in relief. Then she apologised to the others, "I'm sorry about that."
"It's fine; she was being a bit pushy anyway," Arthur said: he had been wanting to groan and facepalm, but he reframed from doing so. He felt as though he should have stopped her before this happened. Then he said, "I better go now. Charlie, would you help me?"
"Sure. Bye everyone," Charlie said.
Arthur said his goodbyes then the two men left with Molly, though Charlie winked at Sarah before he left.
"It's fine, Sarah: it was only an accident," Ginny said patting her friend who was feeling awful.
"What did you do though? That was stronger than any magic I've ever seen," Susan asked.
"Maybe she's an elemental?" Padma suggested.
"A what?" Ron asked, confused.
"I've heard of Elementals, but they seemed a thing of myth," Hermione said being Hermione.
"No, they do exist: I'm one," Padma said. She flicked her hand towards a vase and it was full of flowers.
"Do you think I'm one?" Sarah asked, looking at her hands.
"It's possible: I'll have to look it up though. If you are, you'd be an air elemental or water one, from what you did," Padma said.
"Interesting, anyway. We better go now. Thanks for inviting us, Ginny; hope you've had a great day! Bye!" Hermione said, seeing Ron was getting mad and about to say something stupid. She quickly grabbed his hand and charged out, while everyone else said goodbye.
"How does one work? Why have we never noticed anything before?" Antony asked Padma.
"Well, it activates when your older, and their fuelled by strong emotions, and if you try to control things like fire, depending on what you are, the air can go against you if you're not strong enough: if your water or fire, it would be easy," Padma said after thinking for a while.
"Wait, like that thing with the Fiendfyre in the room of requirement?" Susan questioned, thinking about the Pansy thing.
"Yeah! That sounds about right," Antony said.
"What do you mean?" Padma asked.
"I'll explain later: Rajah has fallen asleep over there, so we better get home," Antony said.
"Oh, okay. See you, and happy birthday," Padma said as they went to go.
"Bye, Padma and Ant! And thank you!" Ginny said.
Everyone else said their goodbyes and they left. Closely followed by Percy, Audrey, their kids, Katie and George. Since it seemed a good time to leave, Fred, Angelina, Callim and Jilly left too; leaving only Fleur, Ginny, Susan, Sarah, Victoire and Dominic.
"Gee, not many left now," Susan commented about the people who were left.
"Well, they had to go at some point," Ginny said.
"I'zz think I better go too; Victoire and Dominic have a play date with aunt Gabbi and her family tomorrow," Fleur said, sighing.
"Oh, do give Gabrielle by love," Sarah said. She hadn't seen her since a Christmas Party at the Weasleys about three years ago!
"I will: I'm sure she'll be glad to hear from you," Fleur said.
"Well, thanks for coming, Fleur!" Ginny said, thinking they'd be coming soon.
"Thank you; happy birthday, Ginny," Fleur said.
"Happy birthday, Ginny!" Dominic said, giving her a hug.
"Happy birthday, aunt Gin! Do we see you at Dominic and I's birthday?" Victoire asked.
"I wouldn't miss it for the world," Ginny said, kissing them move on the cheek.
"Yay! Bye, Sarah! Bye, Susan!" They cried, giving Susan and Sarah a hug.
"Bye!" Fleur said, then they went through the fire to go home.
"it's just us now," Sarah said.
"So, what do you think of the elemental thing?" Ginny asked.
"I am not sure, to be honest: when I did that, all I felt was anger, and the want of Molly to be dead. She has kept those same things, and I'm so sick of it. Oh, friends, I think I'm going dark," Sarah cried.
"You're as dark as Ginny or I, Sarah: and with the amount she bangs on about that to you, not even being her daughter, I think I would have been about ready to murder her, too, if I were you," Susan said understandingly.
"You're not the only one: I love my mother dearly, but the amount of times I've wanted to kill her is uncountable," Ginny said, remembering how irritating Molly was.
"I don't know: the feeling was an unbelievable amount of hate," Sarah said. Then she explained what the Horcrux of Voldemort had said to her, after her first encounter with Voldemort at the end of the third-floor corridor:
"Don't try to hide it, Sarah Potter; you long for the power of the dark, the feeling of payback to those who have wronged you: join me, and you'll have everything you've wanted," the Horcrux said to Sarah. Sarah had been forced inside her mind after the encounter with Voldemort. The Horcrux kept talking to her, and it was driving her mad. She hoped she could get out soon or she'd go insane.
"NO! I won't ever join you!" Sarah said, resisting the Horcrux; she knew was trying to use her.
"Just because that monster said it does not mean it's true: he is about as trustworthy as a dementor," Ginny said sagely.
"Yes, Ginny's right. He just said that to you to try and use you, Sarah; that's all," Susan said. Both girls were trying to convince Sarah the thing with Molly was just an accident, and she wasn't going to turn into the next Lord Voldemort.
"Maybe," Sarah said. Maybe they were right.
"Ron and Hermione never did give us their news, did they?" Susan said after a minute or two.
"No, you're right. I suppose it never seemed the right time: people were always talking," Ginny nodded.
"Then there was the thing with Molly," Sarah added quietly.
"Anyway, ladies: I better go home, it's quarter to ten," Susan said glancing at the clock in the dining room, which is where they'd been all this time.
"Okay, thanks for coming, Susan," Ginny said.
"Thanks for allowing me to come, Ginny; and happy birthday," Susan said, hugging her two old school friends.
"Thank you, Susan. Bye," Sarah said.
"Bye!" Susan and Ginny said at the same time, then Susan left.
"Shall we go up to my room and read a bit before bed?" Ginny suggested.
"Okay, sounds good," Sarah agreed. Because they were having a sleepover, Sarah was sleeping in Ginny's room. They went up the short flight of stairs to Ginny's room.
When they got there, they changed into their pyjamas, and then they lay down on their beds and Sarah read the Painting Traveller while Ginny read fanfiction. When Ginny said that, Sarah muttered something to the effect of, 'why would you want to read that trash?' which caused Ginny to laugh.
Sarah found the Painting Traveller fascinating! The first part was about a girl called Shigra Taloon who was fifteen at the time. For her fifteenth birthday, she was given a book called the 'Painting Traveller,' which sounded like it was an older version of the very same one Sarah was reading. From there, Shigra talked about reading it and about a ritual which would awaken the Painting Traveller powers and deciding to try it. However, that was a hard task in itself; as most the things needed were hard to come by. Sarah had heard and seen all the items, but she knew they were very rare or highly illegal to have.
"What do you think so far?" Ginny asked when it was time to sleep. Sarah had read the whole first chapter, and in the story, Shigra had gathered up everything she needed and was about to try the ritual.
"Great: even though nothing's really happened, it's really interesting. But maybe that's because I feel I have a lot in common with her," Sarah said putting the book down on her bag.
"Oh yeah; now you mention it, you do," Ginny said, agreeing.
"Thank you for letting me take it home and read it, by the way," Sarah said as they snuggled down into their beds.
"No problem. Well, good night, Sarah," Ginny said turning her light off with her wand.
"Good night, Ginny; happy birthday," Sarah said, doing the same. Then they both went to sleep.
Sarah was raising a knife. She was standing over a sleeping Molly Weasley, and she was about to strike. A voice inside her head, a familiar voice in fact, kept saying, 'do it, do it! Kill her! kill, her!'
Sarah struck the knife through Molly's chest. Then she heard the voice of Lord Voldemort say smugly, "See, Sarah Potter? I was right all along! You are dark! You are evil!"
"I am nothing like you!" Sarah cried. Sarah turned to see him standing behind her.
"Yes, you are. You killed her without thinking twice. Join me, they won't understand," Voldemort said, referring to the other Weasleys when they discovered what Sarah had done.
"NO! NEVER! YOUR DEAD!" Sarah screamed.
"I have my ways of coming back," Voldemort said as he approached Sarah. For some reason, Sarah was rooted to the spot. When he was close, he raised his hand over Sarah's face and she screamed.
"Yahh!" Sarah cried as she sat upright. Sarah looked around and felt herself, before sighing in relief, "I'm safe! No one's dead!"
"Sarah, what happened?" Ginny asked, lighting her wand, getting up and going over to Sarah before crouching down.
"I, I had a bad dream. It felt so real," Sarah said, starting to tear up before she continued. "Voldemort, he was there. He was telling me to kill your mum, and I did. Then he appeared and was trying to convince me to join him. And when I said he was dead, but he said he had ways to come back." Then she broke down into uncontrollable tears.
"Shh, it's okay," Ginny said, comforting her very tanned friend. After being controlled by the dairy, Ginny had a lot of nightmares and when Sarah was around, she would always comfort Ginny, (even if they were in different houses) and now she was getting the chance to do the same back.
After a while, Sarah stopped crying she dried her tears, and said when Ginny stopped comforting her, "He is gone for good, anyway. About my other dreams: Fleur said if I remember them, they will almost certainly happen, and I can change them if need be."
"That's right! And after all, nothing is set in stone," Ginny said as Sarah turned to look at her.
"Yes, true. Good night, Ginny; and thank you," Sarah said as Ginny got up to return to her bed.
"No problem: I'm glad I could return the favour after all those times you comforted me. Good night, Sarah," Ginny said curling up in her bed and extinguishing her wand.
"Good night, Ginny," Sarah responded to the darkness. She still couldn't stop thinking about the dream though: she could fall because of the nightmare! And that terrified her.
However, in light of the dream, she wanted to actually try the ritual in the Painting Traveller, to try and forget and escape. If she went away for a while and forgot, she would not be remembering about the Horcrux as much, and maybe she would be happier.
All these thoughts got Sarah excited so that she couldn't sleep, but she did eventually fall asleep sometime later.
Things are starting to happen? What do you think, did Molly deserve what she got? As a general rule, the elementals won't be too important. Also, Hermione and Ron are having a baby: that was their news. So yeah, Rose is on her way. I have their relationship being a bit behind Canon, as they didn't have Harry to bring them together in this story, they had to find each other.
This will not be a Ginny/Sarah story, okay? They are just very good friends. Like how a lot of stories portray Hermione and Ginny's relationship when they're all in Gryffindor. So, can you guess which house Sarah was in? Should I have into more detail about the dinner?
Sirius will come into the story, however he will be VERY annoying, hence the bashing. Expect next update around Tuesday next week. I will wait until then as I have my pony club C exam, and pony club on Sat and sun, so Monday will be regrouping day. Until then, later!