1 Harry Potter Final Fantasy II
"You said what?!"
"I said I would go back into the past and save my father."
"Harry, you can't just go back into the past and become Superman. Some wizards have been known to be stuck inside the past and even killed. This creates a lot of implications. Don't go. You-know-who probably used it as a trap to get rid of you when he was still in his power." Hermione squirmed in her chair, crossing her fingers that Harry would take her advice and stay. After all, she was the one with all the knowledge, he had to listen to her 'cause he would regret it if he didn't. Besides, she was his girlfriend, and girlfriends are the center of their guys' life, or are they?
Harry shook his head stubbornly. "No. What if You-know-who kills my father. That's as good as killing me. I gotta save him, or die trying. You would still know Harry Potter, just not the same Harry Potter you knew before. I am sorry Hermione, but I just gotta go."
Harry and Ron watched silently as Hermione burst in tears and run out of the Gryffindor common room. Ron knew there was nothing to be done, as much as he hated Harry for making Hermione so sad, he could not put the blame on him. It wasn't his fault that he got all this crap piled high and heavy on his shoulders. It wasn't fair. But life has its quirks he supposed, just like how his family is struggling to make ends meet but yet is still a proper family he could love, and Harry has a large fortune to spend from his dead parents, but he doesn't have the family love that he lacks. Sigh ce'st la vie Ronald Weasley, that's life through and through.
Ginny Weasley peeked through the dormitory door. As she hoped, Harry was there on his bed in his corner of the room.
"Harry?"
"What do you want Ginny?"
"Well, I saw Hermione weeping away on Ron's shoulders, and I thought… I knew something was wrong." Ginny murmured while slipping between the sheets of the four poster bed. "Brr… it's so cold, how do you stand it here?" she shivered involuntarily, reaching out for Harry's shoulder.
"You wanna talk Harry?"
"Well, why not. After all, my girlfriend has just walked out on me with my best friend. There's not much that can be more disheartening, can there?" Harry crossly flopped beside Ginny and let out a long breath. "I guess it's partly my fault, I suppose, I should've listened to her feelings."
Ginny giggled and snuggled closer to Harry. "There's no such thing as listening to feelings Harry!"
"Whatever. Anyway, why can't she understand that I have an obligation this time?" Harry said frustrated at all that had happened.
Ginny put her head on his chest and cooed. "We girls are like that I guess, we just can't understand why our boyfriends should put themselves in danger. It just seems so unnatural that people, or a person that you know and love would just treat his life with indifference."
"Girls," Harry grunted. "Always so incomprehensible. Not you though, I have no idea why, but then you are always so much more interesting and understanding than Hermione."
"That's me," Ginny piqued. "You forget that I live with a brother who battles hexes, a brother who battles dragons, two brothers who try to burn our home down and another who joins his best pal on Clark Kent episodes." Harry smiled. He did forget about the exciting family that Ginny was born into. Being the only girl, she had to get used to her weird brothers and their weird habits and preferences.
"I'll miss you Ginny," Harry stroked Ginny's ginger red hair. "Promise me to always remember the boy who lived forever."
"I will miss you too Harry. I promise you will always be in my heart, not only as the boy who lived, but also as my saviour." Ginny stifled a sob, gritted her teeth, and proudly gave her solemn word.
Harry gave her a tight hug, and walked out of the dormitories, leaving Ginny to cry uncontrollably after he had made a good distance from the Gryffindor common room.
Ron, on the other hand, brought a hysterical Hermione to Honeyduke's to buy bags and bags of chocolate frogs.
"Look Hermione, it is not going to be of any use if you cry like this. You should know Harry. He doesn't care what other's think… Heck! He doesn't think for himself when he does things."
"I know… I… know… how… he… thinks… but… I … I just …don't…want to … lose him…Please… Ron…go… with…him…."
"No can do girl. I can't go on this trip. Harry has to do it alone. Tell you what, instead of whining here, why don't you spend the remaining hours catching up with Harry?" Ron swiftly guided his sobbing friend toward the entrance of the secret passageway between Honeyduke and Hogwarts. "See, we are taking a faster route to get you back to Harry."
"You said what?!"
"I said I would go back into the past and save my father."
"Harry, you can't just go back into the past and become Superman. Some wizards have been known to be stuck inside the past and even killed. This creates a lot of implications. Don't go. You-know-who probably used it as a trap to get rid of you when he was still in his power." Hermione squirmed in her chair, crossing her fingers that Harry would take her advice and stay. After all, she was the one with all the knowledge, he had to listen to her 'cause he would regret it if he didn't. Besides, she was his girlfriend, and girlfriends are the center of their guys' life, or are they?
Harry shook his head stubbornly. "No. What if You-know-who kills my father. That's as good as killing me. I gotta save him, or die trying. You would still know Harry Potter, just not the same Harry Potter you knew before. I am sorry Hermione, but I just gotta go."
Harry and Ron watched silently as Hermione burst in tears and run out of the Gryffindor common room. Ron knew there was nothing to be done, as much as he hated Harry for making Hermione so sad, he could not put the blame on him. It wasn't his fault that he got all this crap piled high and heavy on his shoulders. It wasn't fair. But life has its quirks he supposed, just like how his family is struggling to make ends meet but yet is still a proper family he could love, and Harry has a large fortune to spend from his dead parents, but he doesn't have the family love that he lacks. Sigh ce'st la vie Ronald Weasley, that's life through and through.
Ginny Weasley peeked through the dormitory door. As she hoped, Harry was there on his bed in his corner of the room.
"Harry?"
"What do you want Ginny?"
"Well, I saw Hermione weeping away on Ron's shoulders, and I thought… I knew something was wrong." Ginny murmured while slipping between the sheets of the four poster bed. "Brr… it's so cold, how do you stand it here?" she shivered involuntarily, reaching out for Harry's shoulder.
"You wanna talk Harry?"
"Well, why not. After all, my girlfriend has just walked out on me with my best friend. There's not much that can be more disheartening, can there?" Harry crossly flopped beside Ginny and let out a long breath. "I guess it's partly my fault, I suppose, I should've listened to her feelings."
Ginny giggled and snuggled closer to Harry. "There's no such thing as listening to feelings Harry!"
"Whatever. Anyway, why can't she understand that I have an obligation this time?" Harry said frustrated at all that had happened.
Ginny put her head on his chest and cooed. "We girls are like that I guess, we just can't understand why our boyfriends should put themselves in danger. It just seems so unnatural that people, or a person that you know and love would just treat his life with indifference."
"Girls," Harry grunted. "Always so incomprehensible. Not you though, I have no idea why, but then you are always so much more interesting and understanding than Hermione."
"That's me," Ginny piqued. "You forget that I live with a brother who battles hexes, a brother who battles dragons, two brothers who try to burn our home down and another who joins his best pal on Clark Kent episodes." Harry smiled. He did forget about the exciting family that Ginny was born into. Being the only girl, she had to get used to her weird brothers and their weird habits and preferences.
"I'll miss you Ginny," Harry stroked Ginny's ginger red hair. "Promise me to always remember the boy who lived forever."
"I will miss you too Harry. I promise you will always be in my heart, not only as the boy who lived, but also as my saviour." Ginny stifled a sob, gritted her teeth, and proudly gave her solemn word.
Harry gave her a tight hug, and walked out of the dormitories, leaving Ginny to cry uncontrollably after he had made a good distance from the Gryffindor common room.
Ron, on the other hand, brought a hysterical Hermione to Honeyduke's to buy bags and bags of chocolate frogs.
"Look Hermione, it is not going to be of any use if you cry like this. You should know Harry. He doesn't care what other's think… Heck! He doesn't think for himself when he does things."
"I know… I… know… how… he… thinks… but… I … I just …don't…want to … lose him…Please… Ron…go… with…him…."
"No can do girl. I can't go on this trip. Harry has to do it alone. Tell you what, instead of whining here, why don't you spend the remaining hours catching up with Harry?" Ron swiftly guided his sobbing friend toward the entrance of the secret passageway between Honeyduke and Hogwarts. "See, we are taking a faster route to get you back to Harry."