The beginning is crappy but, please, bear with me. I was lazy and just started to add to what I had already started to type. Please, push through it and try not to be too harsh with your comments.
I'm going to put more effort on my stories for this website, but that means I'll neglect my k-pop stories but I'm not worried since I'll make it up to them with smut chapters. Kekeke I know they'll love that.
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Recap:
Harry sighed as he listened to the silence that filled his home now that everyone was gone. Yeah, he knew he was going to miss them, no matter how overwhelming they could be at times. "Who is our tutor, professor?"
Dumbledore's eyes sparkled in their weird way. "An old friend who knows you since before you were born. Remus, you can come in now."
Chapter 7
Acceptance
Standing in the door way was a man that seemed as if the wind would blow him away if it blew hard enough. 'This is going to be our professor?'
By the look on Ginny's face, she was thinking the same thing. Though, she seemed to be looking into the man as if she was trying to look into his very soul. A spark of jealousy came and went so fast in Harry that he thought he imagined it. Why would he be jealous of anyone else? After all she was his mate and wife. Besides, this man was too old for her. Her words drew Harry from his inner thoughts.
"You're a werewolf." The man's eyes widen in surprise and looked at Dumbledore with a questioning look.
"How-"
"You seem like one. It's not something you should fear though. It's not as if it's something that you should hate. You aren't a monster." Ginny stated with a glazed look in her eyes. Shaking her head, she smiled at Remus. "Hi, my name is Ginny."
"Gin, are you feeling ok?" Harry's questions were met with a bewildered look by Ginny.
"What are you talking about? I'm feeling fine."
"Miss. Weasley- I mean, Mrs. Potter, can you remember what happened a few minutes ago?" Dumbledore asked. 'Could this possible be a new ability given by the bond? What was it exactly though?'
"Yes, Professor. You asked some man by the name of Remus to come into the room. Why do you ask?"
"Headmaster, could she really have done it unintentionally? She doesn't seem to remember what happened."
"Yes, it does seem like that is the case."
"Excuse me but what are you talking about?" Ginny said with exasperation.
"Gin, you told- umm Remus, right? I mean, Professor Lupin - That being a werewolf wasn't a shame. That he isn't a monster."
"He's a werewolf!"
"It is possible that this an ability gained by the bond. You seem to be able to see into the very essence of a person. I wonder what else you can do." The last part was mumbled and meant for no one else's ears but a certain raven heard him very well. Professor Dumbledore could see that this was something that they had to learn about quickly before another surprise popped up. If things continued to escalate so fast, the two youngsters would be too powerful for them to control.
"She is not some lab rat that you're going to be monitoring every hour. You will not even think about using her in any way. I'm warning you now, Albus, use her and you'll regret it." Green eyes sparked with power. Dumbledore never thought he would fear a 12 year old but it showed him to never underestimate the younger generation.
"Harry, I wouldn't do that to her. Let me explain. The magic pool inside a person grows as they get older. It doesn't really stop growing, it just slows down when people reach the age of seventeen. Ginny is still young and her magic, as well as yours, are growing too quickly and I fear that your bodies won't be able to handle it. That is why I called Remus today, so he can help you learn control and prevent damage to yourselfs, along with those around you. I didn't mean to offend you."
The look in Harry's eyes was replaced with that of fear any twelve year old would have in this type of situation. The fear Harry felt was becoming suffocating. The previous two times that he was at death's doorsteps, fear took over him but never to this scale. His lungs seem to contract. His chest felt like it was getting tighter. All the blood seem to leave his head causing a lightheaded sensation.
Ginny's worried face was all he saw as he clawed at his chest. He could see Professor Dumbledore and Professor Lupin's lips moving but could hear nothing they said. Harry's eyes fell once more on the red head in front of him. A tingling sensation spread through him at the brush of her hands. A dark ring appeared around the edges of his eyesight before everything went black.
Harry's eye lids felt so heavy. A headache erupted in him, making him graon from the pain. He felt a pressure on his hand as if someone or soething was holding him down. A blurry view was all he saw as he opened his eyes. The dark ring surrounding his vision stayed for a couple of minutes before it slowly began to fade.
"What happened?"
"It seems like you passed out." Remus was the one to answer the question. He passed a chocolate frog to Harry. "Please, eat this. It'll help you feel better."
Harry took it without hesitation. He remembered a sweet teacher that gave him his first Mars bar. She had told him that a little chocolate can help the soul and brighten anyone's day. He knew it wasn't a lie since the rest of the day had seemed like a perfect day even though he was bullied and teased.
"Are you feeling alright, Harry? You seemed to be having hard time breathing." Dumbledore wore a worried look. It seemed like the boy, correction, young man could never seem to get a moments peace.
"I don't know. It felt as if I scared. My chest kept feeling tighter and air didn't seem to go into my lungs."
Harry knew why he was feeling this way though. Ginny. The fear of her being used. The fear of losing her kept coming to the forefront of his mind. 'Not again. She will not get hurt because of me again. Not now.'
The words made no sense but they made all the sense in the world. Harry bit back from saying what was in his mind out loud. They wouldn't understand any better than he was.
"You should go rest. Your body may be tired from everything that has been happening lately."
Nodding his head, the raven tried to stand but failed. With much remorse, he accepted help.
Once more, all he saw was Ginny was he lost conscious the minute his head touched the pillow.
Ginny looked as if she wanted to cry from the wobbling of her chin, but she held it back since she didn't wish to be thought of as a weak little girl. It seemed like forever when Professor Remus tried to wake Harry up. What she couldn't understand was the thought she had. 'Please, not again. Don't take him away again.'
She never had him… until now.
Could it be that she had him in a previous life? Was the soul bond something that happened before in another life or lives?
That could be the reason why, even as a child, she felt as if she knew The Boy Who Lived. As a child, her father would tell her the story of how the first war ended. How a mere baby could end something that may other people had tried to do. Thinking about the fond memories brought something to her attention. Just like know, she felt affection and pride thinking of what Harry had done. Everything he had done. From killing the Dark Lord to surviving the Dursley's (from what Ron has said, they were horrid people.) to saving the Sorcerer's stone to saving her.
Pride was what she felt. She was proud of him, even under the worry of something happening to him.
And love. Love was what she felt. Accepting it, spread warmth throughout her, enveloping her in its blanket. She loved him. She knew that she was too young to know what real love felt like but deep inside she knew that it was the real thing. It felt stronger that what she felt for her family and those close to her. Stronger than anything.
Lying down next to him, she held his hand. A smile rested on her face as she closed her eyes.
She loved him.
It's not super long but something is better than nothing.
