The Potter Kingdom


A/N: I know it's been forever, and I apologize. I've had pretty much a huge writers block, and I'm still not positive on this chapter, but I hope you like it. Review any suggestions as to where you would like to see this story go, as I'm at a loss. It will be Harry/Ginny, but obviously it can't just happen.


Chapter 7

Weeks had passed since Harry confessed his feelings, yet nothing had changed between Harry and Ginny's relationship. The two were eating in the Great Hall one Saturday morning, when someone tapped Ginny on the shoulder.

"Morgan," Ginny smiled.

"Hey Ginny," Morgan grinned back, "So next week there is a trip to Hogsmeade, you still up for it?"

Glancing at Harry, Ginny nodded, "You bet, it's a date."

"Great," Morgan said, "I'll meet you at the entrance then. See you around Potter."

"Scullen," Harry gave a curt nod.

"Sculler," Morgan corrected, and walked off. Harry gritted his teeth and turned back to his breakfast.

"Hey, you said I shouldn't decline," Ginny reminded him, "Besides, I think it will only be a one time thing."

"Whatever," Harry grumbled, "Anyways, I found someone to go to Hogsmeade with."

"Really?" asked Ginny, "Who?"

"Secret," Harry replied, "If you see us you'll know."

"Humph," Ginny groaned. She stuck out her tongue and turned back to her cereal.

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Ginny stood at the entrance to Hogwarts with a crowd of students. They were all waiting to go to Hogsmeade. Ginny scanned the crowd, looking for her date. She also kept an eye out for Harry and who ever he was taking. Ginny spotted Ron and Hermione going together, as well as her friend Luna with Neville, a Gryffindor fifth year boy. Spotting a mass of messy sandy hair, Ginny grinned and walked up to the person.

"Hey Morgan," Ginny said.
"Ginny, there you are," Morgan smiled, "Are you ready?"

"You bet," Ginny answered, "Where do you want to go first?"

"I was thinking the Three Broomsticks was going to be a bit full, considering it's the first weekend, and you definitely don't want to go to Madam Puddifoot's or the Hogs Head, so I was thinking about walking around until we find a place we like," Morgan replied.

"Sounds great, I'm pumped," Ginny said. They waited around, having small talk until the gates opened. The students eagerly headed down the path to Hogsmeade. Ginny looked all around, but still didn't see Harry. Morgan and Ginny traveled down the path in comfortable silence. They soon reached Hogsmeade, and looked at all the shops in wonder.

"How about we try this spot?" Morgan suggested, looking at a little café named Wolf Café. Ginny glance at it, and nodded. They walked in, and took a table for two.

"Hello, my name is Matt," a tall man with crazy dark hair said, "I will be your waiter." Matt handed them menus, and left them to decide.

"I think I'll get a chicken sandwich and a coke," Ginny said.

"I'll get a Caesar salad and coke," Morgan decided.

Matt walked back, "Are you ready to order?"

"Yes, we'll have a Caesar salad, chicken sandwich and two cokes," Morgan said.

"Alright, it'll be just a few minutes," Matt replied, and took their menus. Ginny looked around the café. There was a fireplace that warmed up the entire room, and a huge painting of a blue box above it.

"I don't remember this place being here before," Ginny commented.

"We opened up during the summer," a red haired waitress said as she placed two glasses of coke on their tables.

"That's nice, you have good business it seems," Morgan said. There were a few other customers about, and the entire place had a soothing feel.

"Thanks," the waitress smiled, "My name's Karen, and I own this place along with my husband Matt."

"This may become my new favorite place to eat," Ginny grinned.

"Yeah," Morgan agreed. Matt walked up and placed an arm around Karen's shoulder.

"Here's your food," he said, and with a wave of his wand, Ginny and Morgan's orders appeared.

"Enjoy," Karen said, and the couple walked away. Ginny took a bite, and grinned.

"Good food then?" Morgan asked.

"Of course," Ginny said between bites, "This could rival my mum's cooking."

"Great," Morgan responded. The two turned to the sound of the door opening. Ginny looked up, and gasped.

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"Harry?" Ginny asked, stunned.

"Rose?" Morgan asked.

"Ginny? I didn't know you would be here," Harry replied.

"Hey Morgan," Rose smiled.

"So what are you two doing here?" Ginny asked.

"A date," Rose answered. Ginny stared at Harry, who nodded uncomfortably.

"Oh, well," Ginny stammered, "Enjoy yourselves."

"Yeah, thanks," Harry grinned. The two walked off to their own table, and Ginny turned to Morgan.

"So, shall we get going?" Morgan suggested.

"Yeah," Ginny replied. She looked around, and soon flagged Matt over.

"We're ready for the check," Morgan said. Matt nodded, and pulled out the paper. Morgan opened a sack of coins, and dropped 15 sickles.

"Let me pay half," Ginny said, pulling out some sickles.

"Nah, it's ok," Morgan brushed it off, "You don't have to."

"Fine," Ginny sighed, "But I'm buying you some sweets at Honeydukes."

"It's a deal," Morgan grinned. The two exited the shop, and when Ginny glanced back, she saw Harry and Rose laughing. Ginny scowled a bit, soon cheered up when all the sweet scents of the candy from Honeydukes filled her nose. The couple walked around the shop, staring at all the different candy. Morgan grabbed a small basket, and handed it to Ginny.

"Fill it up with whatever you want," Morgan instructed.

"Alright," Ginny grinned, and immediately went to the Chocolate Frogs. Ginny grabbed a small handful, and then moved on.

"Grab some Droobles gum," Morgan called. Ginny nodded, and grabbed a few packs. Spotting the Cauldron Cakes, Ginny grabbed a box, remembering it was her favorite sweet.

"Let's go," Ginny said after she paid. Morgan nodded, and the two left the shop. They wandered around Hogsmeade, and eventually reached the Three Broomsticks.

"Why don't we go inside?" Morgan suggested, "Get some butterbeer and head back up to the castle after?"

"That's fine with me," Ginny replied. The two opened the door and saw most of the students scattered around the place. They walked over to a table near the back and sat down. Madam Rosmerta bustled over.

"What can I get you two?" she asked.

"Two butterbeers please," Ginny answered. Madam Rosemerta nodded and headed off. The pair sat in silence, watching the other students around them.

"So," Morgan started, "I'd like to do this again, if it's alright with you."

"I'd like that," Ginny said softly. Before anyone could talk, Madam Rosemerta reappeared with two mugs. Morgan handed her the money and turned back to Ginny.

"What is it?" he asked.

"What is what?" Ginny snapped.

"You seemed to have such a good time earlier," Morgan observed, "Now you seem I don't know, down."

"Sorry," Ginny sighed, "It's nothing."

"It's Potter," Morgan assumed.

"No," Ginny countered, "Why would it be him?"

"You like him" Morgan stated, "More than me." Ginny took a sip of her butterbeer and stared Morgan right in the eye.

"I knew it," Morgan sighed, "No one can ever compare when famous Harry Potter is around."

"Shut up I don't like him that way," Ginny refuted, "It's just, I saw someone earlier who I really didn't want to see."

"Who?" Morgan asked, interested.

"Michael," Ginny lied, the real answer being Rose with Harry.

"Corner?" Morgan guessed, "I heard of you two getting together over the summer."

"Yeah, he tried to do things that I didn't want to do," Ginny muttered.

"Sorry for accusing you," Morgan apologized.

"It's fine," Ginny shrugged, "I guess I just needed to get that off my shoulder." They finished their butterbeer in peace and decided to walk back to Hogwarts. Morgan grabbed Ginny's hand and they walked back in silence.

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Harry Potter was not the jealous type. He was taking Rose to Hogsmeade because he liked her, and not for any other reason. Then why did it end so badly?

"Table for two please," Harry said, looking around the café. The woman nodded and brought Harry and Rose over to a table by the fire.

"So Harry," Rose started, "How are you liking Hogwarts?"

"It's really nice," Harry grinned, "I've been having a great time here."

"Yeah," Rose agreed, "Hogwarts is the best."

"Hello welcome to the Wolf Café I am your waiter, Matt, and my cousin Karen is the Scottish red head," Matt said walking up to the table.

"Hello," Harry acknowledged, "I think I'm ready to order."

"Very well what will you have?" Matt asked flipping open a notepad.

Rose looked down at the menu and decided, "I'll have fish and chips and a pepsi."

"I'll have a chicken roll and a coke," Harry ordered.

"Ok I'll have those coming right up," Matt said taking the menus.

"Oh, I saw something interesting on the menu earlier," Rose called, "What are fish fingers and custard?"

"His crazy invention," Karen said, walking over with two glassed, "He pops into my house years ago and decides he's hungry. He's always like that."

"Oh," Harry nodded and glanced at Rose.

"What is that?" Rose asked, staring at the painting.

"Just decoration," Karen said quickly, "Like I said, Matt is eccentric. Always like weird stuff."

"Hmm," Rose murmured, "It looks familiar."

"It's a blue box, anyone would recognize it," Harry shrugged.

"Yeah, I guess," Rose sighed, "So is Malfoy really treating you like a friend?"

"Why wouldn't he?" Harry asked, confused, "I thought you guys were ok with inter-house friendships."

"We are, it's just, Malfoy," Rose continued, "He always was a jerk and arrogant, and he hates us Gryffindors."

"Well, what if he's changed?" Harry suggested.

"Possibly, but he doesn't act like it around us," Rose defended.

"Have you even given him a chance?" Harry accused.

"Why would we, if he hasn't given us one?" Rose glared at the glass in front of her. Harry fell silent, deciding it was best to not continue the fight.

"Here is your food," Karen smiled, "Enjoy."

"Thanks," Harry nodded. Rose smiled, and started eating.

"It's good food," Harry said after a few minutes of silence.

"Yeah," Rose agreed, "Some of the best fish and chips I've had in a while."

Harry sighed and asked, "What's up?"

"What do you mean?" Rose inquired.

"What was so horrible that Malfoy did before I came to Hogwarts?" Harry clarified.

"Do you really want to know?" Rose warned. Harry nodded.

"Him, Crabbe, and Goyle would terrorize the school, bullying the lower classmen and getting whatever they wanted. Malfoy was Snape's favourite teacher if course," Rose scoffed, "Always got away with everything if Snape was around. Completely unfair."

"I'm sorry that happened to you," Harry started, "My parents taught me that blood was just blood, that it didn't matter who your relatives were, that it's who you are who people should judge. Purebloods, always seem to side with someone like Voldemort, in Slytherin house, just all these stereotypes coming out."

"Not all purebloods are bad Harry, you're missing the obvious," Rose giggled.

"What?" Harry asked.

"Ginny, the Weasleys, one of the biggest supporters of your family," Rose pointed out, "You may not realize it, but only few wizards in high places still stick to the old ways."

"I don't even remember much of the old ways," Harry said, "I was about six when everything was finally set, and everyone got their equal status. A lot was different back then, and I guess seeing people disregard everything my parents worked so hard to set up puts me on edge."

"Understandable," Rose sympathized, "Having a friend in the school that goes against everything formally known, and then finding out he used to be one of the biggest jerks ever can make one quite confused."

"If you don't mind, "Harry said slowly, "I'm going to keep what I have with Draco, and hope he can change."

"Fine, if you insist," Rose grumbled, "I still don't think it's a good idea."

"Want to take a walk?" Harry asked, changing the subject. Rose nodded, and they paid for the meal. As they were getting up they saw Matt in the corner waving at them. Rose politely waved back and followed Harry outside. Students were wandering around Hogsmeade, enjoying the crisp Autumn air that made the weather perfect for a day trip. Harry and Rose wandered around, walking down multiple streets not really going in a specific direction. Harry glanced over at Rose and noticed she was shivering. Remembering the tips his father had given him, Harry took off his sweater and wrapped it around her shoulders.

"Thanks," Rose smiled, "It's gotten a lot colder, hasn't it?"

"Yeah," Harry replied, just noticing the temperature drop. Looking around Harry did not see anything unusual. Shrugging, Harry led Rose back to the main street.

"What's going on?" Rose asked, "Where did all the people go?"

"I don't know," Harry said, "What happened?" Before either of them could speak, a scream filled the air. Harry instantly released his wand from the holster and ran towards the sound with Rose hot on his heels. Harry raced down the road, and noticed they were going to Hogwarts. Dare me celerare Harry whispered softly, and felt himself speed up. Right outside of the entrance to Hogwarts from Hogsmeade, Harry found himself face to face with about a dozen dementors. They were circling someone on the ground who had passed out.

"Harry!" someone to his right screamed, "They got Morgan!" Harry stared with relief at Ginny, who had hidden herself in the trees. The dementors had not gotten her, yet.

"Expecto Patronum," Harry instantly thought of coming into Hogwarts and experiencing the magic. A silvery wisp emerged from his wand, but nothing more.

"What?" Harry exclaimed, "Ok, more happy thoughts." Harry's blood got colder and his strength faded. He started to fall to the ground, his knees giving in. This has never happened before Harry thought, I've got to protect Ginny.

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"Do you want to talk about what Michael did?" Morgan asked hesitantly.

"Not really," Ginny replied shortly, "It doesn't matter, he got away but not without getting hurt."

"Well, I'm up for talking, about anything really," Morgan offered, "People say I give good advice."

"Is it getting cold or is it me?" Ginny asked.

"Yeah I guess," Morgan shrugged, "Do you want my jacket?"

"No I'm fine," Ginny replied.

"I really do mean it, I like you Ginny," Morgan started, "If you would let me, I'd love to take you out again."

"I'd like that," Ginny decided. Morgan smiled, and stepped forward. Anticipating what would happen next, Ginny leaned in and pressed her lips to his. Moaning softly, Morgan wrapped his arms around her small body, pulling them closer. In turn, Ginny placed her arms around his neck, deepening the kiss. Their mouths moved together, soft lips against not too rough ones. The pair suddenly fell to the ground, and Ginny rolled over so she was gently leaning against Morgan.

"Wow," she whispered.

"Yeah," Morgan panted, "You're really good at that."

"Thanks, you too," Ginny blushed.

"Sorry," Morgan said suddenly, "I'm usually not like this but, around you."

"I know, I guess I feel it too," Ginny grinned, and leaned in once more. Morgan pulled her closer and just as their lips were about to touch a sudden chill passed through the air.

"What's that?" Ginny asked, "I can see my breath, is it supposed to be this cold?"

"No," Morgan replied hoarsely, "We should actually get heading back though." Ginny reluctantly nodded, and stood up. Looking down at Morgan she failed to notice the dark figures approaching. Morgan jumped up and pressed a quick kiss on Ginny's lips. Smiling softly, Ginny took his hand in hers, and screamed.

"What?" Morgan asked in alarm, dropping their joint hands.

"D-d-d-dementors," Ginny stuttered. Morgan pulled his wand out from his sleeve and whipped around. Two hooded creatures were making their way to the couple.

"Expecto patronum," Morgan yelled, aiming his wand at them. A silver leopard burst from his wand and streaked towards the dementors.

"Expecto Patronum," Ginny joined in, her horse cantering out of her wand. The dementors turned around, repealed by the patronuses. Morgan grabbed Ginny's hand and pulled her towards Hogwarts.

"We'll be safe within the grounds," Morgan explained as they ran. They reached the top of the hill, only to face four more dementors.

"I'll hold them off, you run," Morgan commanded. His leopard started attacking the creatures, allowing Ginny to slip under cover in the bushes. Ginny kept silent, but watched as Morgan's leopard grew smaller and smaller until there was nothing left. Morgan collapsed to the ground and the dementors surrounded him. Carefully stepping out from the foliage, Ginny raised her wand, only to hear footsteps to her left.

"Harry," Ginny cried, "They got Morgan." Harry nodded briefly as Ginny raced back to the trees.

"Expecto patronum," Ginny whispered, and set her horse out. Glancing at Harry, she found him struggling to get a form. Hurry up Harry, I can't do this by myself. In a desperate attempt, Ginny raced from her safe spot to where Harry was on his knees.

"Harry, you've got to stay strong, think of something happy, what do you enjoy the most?" Ginny pleaded, knealing beside him. Harry nodded, and took in a deep breath.

"EXPECTO PATRONUM," Harry bellowed. Ginny stared in shock as a giant stag emerged from his wand, sending all of the dementors flying. Ginny's horse joined Harry's stag and the two patonuses ran around before fading out.

"See, I knew you could do it," Ginny smiled.

"Yeah," Harry replied, "I always could, just for some reason my memory wasn't strong enough."

"What was the new memory?" Ginny asked.

"My new friends," Harry half-lied. The truth was, Harry remembered all the times he spent with Ginny, and how it made him feel. Ginny nodded, and turned to Morgan. He was sitting up and, thankfully, seemed unharmed.

"Are you ok?" Ginny asked.

"Yeah, thanks you two," Morgan answered, "I'm just sorry our time was ruined."

"That's not a problem," Ginny reassured, "You owe me a second date." Morgan grinned sheepishly and Ginny kissed him lightly. Harry stood up and glared at the pair.

"If you two are done, we should get going and report what happened before more come back," Harry informed them. Rolling her eyes, Ginny helped Morgan up and they walked back to the castle.