Chapter ten

After saying goodnight to Ginny, Harry sat down with a drink wondering if he was doing the right thing. Oscar and Kingsley made a lot of sense and yes, he could give Ginny some good memories if something was to happen to him. But what if something happened to Ginny?

Harry took a big drink, then filled his glass again. He walked up to his room with the thoughts of something happening to Ginny going through his mind. One thing Harry knew, if Ginny died, then he was going to follow her. He stripped off, climbed into bed took another drink hoping it would help him sleep, but ended up lying awake for a long time before he finally dozed off.

Through the night, Kingsley and Oscar woke to loud screams coming from Harry's room. They both sat up listening to Harry say to kill him, then to scream out Ginny's name. But what worried them was Harry yelling he was going to kill all of you. Kingsley and Oscar kept listening, but stared at each other and they both had the same look on their faces. They were worried and apprehensive wondering what Harry would do.

The following morning, Harry showered and headed down to the kitchen and saw Oscar and Kingsley sitting at the table drinking coffee.

'Morning,' Harry said lifelessly as he sat down.

'Morning,' they both said, 'You look tired Harry.' Kingsley said.

'Yeah, I don't sleep to well anymore, but I'm sure you both heard me, you'd be lying if you said you didn't,' Kreacher put a cup of coffee in front of him, 'Thanks Kreacher,' then Harry stared into the cup.

'We heard you, but I've known for years about your nightmares. I told Marcus to ignore you if he heard you, then explained to Oscar last night.'

Harry shrugged, 'Yeah, best just to leave me alone.'

'Have you got any plans today Harry?' Oscar asked.

'Yeah, I want to go buy a new broom.'

'What happened to your Firebolt, the one Sirius bought you?' Kingsley asked.

'That night you all came to get me, it fell out of the sidecar when we were trying to get away from the death eaters. Bloody Yaksley hit the join of the sidecar and bike, tipped us upside down.'

'Was that before Voldemort turned up?'

'Yeah, the sidecar broke away, I was able to climb up behind Hagrid. I never got a chance to ask you about what happened that night. My wand moved on its own, I was half unconscious, then it shot gold flames at his borrowed wand, busted it.'

'Absolutio coagmentum, means release the connection. I heard you tell Hermione you didn't do it.'

'No, I didn't, I've never heard of that spell. If I want to release or break a connection, I use diffindo.'

'It's more advance, you normally learn those extra type spells in seventh year. Are you going to go back and finish you're last year?'

Harry shook his head, 'No.'

'I thought you wanted to be an auror Harry, you always said you did.'

'I did, do, but I can't go back to Hogwarts,' Harry picked up his cup and stepped outside the door.

'He told me because too much has happened there, that's why he won't go back,' Oscar glanced at Harry, 'I thought after he sorted things out with Ginny, he'd be feeling better.'

'I don't see that happening until all the other death eaters are captured. I have to go, be careful when you're out,' Kingsley kissed Oscar, went to the door, 'I'll talk to you later Harry.'

'Yep,' Harry said simply but never turned around.

'I'll see you later love,' Kingsley sighed then stepped outside the house.

'Master Harry, breakfast is ready.'

'Thanks Kreacher,' Harry sat back down and started to eat, but ended up pushing his plate away after only a few bits. He rubbed his head, then got up and poured himself a drink, leant against the wall as he sipped his drink.

Oscar watched Harry for a few minutes why finished his breakfast, 'Thanks Kreacher.'

'You're welcome Mr. Auror,' Kreacher bowed and took the plates into the kitchen.

'Do you want to head out now to get you're broom?'

'Yeah,' Harry finished his drink, then summoned his pouch before stepping outside the house with Oscar.

'I should get a new one myself, I still have an old nimbus.'

'There a good broom, my first one was a nimbus 2000, the whomping willow busted it during a game in a storm.'

'I heard about that, the dementors made you fall and it blew away.'

'Yeah, so ready?' Harry asked, Oscar nodded and they both apparated away.

Harry and Oscar walked along Diagon Alley and into Quality Quidditch Supplies. Harry looked around at the Firebolts and thought of Ginny, so he bought three. He had the owner send two to his place, the other to the Burrow with a note to Ginny.

'I might get a few more books while I'm here, some on advance defence.'

'Let's go then,' Oscar and Harry headed up to Flourish and Blotts, looked around the crowded shop, Oscar pointing a few books out to Harry. He picked up three, then started to look through another book which made Oscar more worried as he looked at the title, poisons and antidotes.

Harry bought all four books, shrunk them and put them in his pouch, then they stepped out into Diagon Alley.

'Looks like George is getting the shop ready to open.'

'You know, I've never been in there, heard it's a great joke shop though.'

'Yeah, it is, come on, we'll go say hello to George while where here,' Harry and Oscar walked up to Weasley's Wizard Wheezes. Harry knocked on the door, saw George who opened the door for them.

'Harry, Oscar, what are you two doing here?'

'I wanted to get a new broom, saw you up here. So how much damage did you find?'

'Not a lot, I've been lucky, just most of my stock was taken. I've been wondering around here trying to decide if I should re-open it again.'

'I think Fred would want you to George, he…he loved this shop just like you do. It was you're dream to own this place.'

'I know, but I'm not sure I'll be able to run it without Fred. You should remember how packed this place used to get. Lee said he'd help, but he has to go back to work.'

'I can give you a hand if you want, it's not like I'm doing anything, but I don't know a lot about what you sell. Well I know things like your decor detonators, extendable ears and you're trick wands. Does your mother still find those around the house?'

George chuckled, 'Occasionally, she did a few days ago, but she just picked it up and started crying instead of yelling at me,' George sighed.

'It's going to take time George, for all of you. How is your mum doing?'

'Not too good, she spends a lot of time in our old room, sits on Fred's bed, staring around. Dad's doing everything he can, but he's having a hard time as well,' George looked back at Harry and saw his face, 'Don't start Harry, it's not your fault.'

'I try not to blame myself, but I do. If I just had some information earlier, it might have made a difference. Anyway, we'll let you get back to it. But I was serious, if you want a hand, let me know.'

'I will, thanks Harry.'

Oscar and Harry left the shop and walked down to the Leaky Cauldron, 'I'm having a drink, want one Oscar?'

'No, I'm on duty remember Harry.'

Harry shrugged, 'I keep telling you to go back and do you're proper duty,' Harry walked up to Tom, 'Firewhiskey Tom.'

'Sure Harry, so how you doing?'

'You know, surviving,' Harry put some gold on the bar, then took his drink, downing the whole thing, 'Thanks, see you around.'

'Take it easy Harry.'

Harry and Oscar stepped out into the muggle street, went down to the lane and apparated back to Godric's Hollow. The moment they arrived, spells start flying towards them, both Oscar and Harry started to fire back. They saw five death eaters, Oscar had one stunned just as Harry stunned one, but also got another cut on him but this time the side of his head which gave him another headache. Then Harry saw a death eater he recognised and went to move, but noticed he was aiming at Oscar and saw the jet of green light heading towards him. Harry just reacted and jumped in front of the auror, got hit square in the chest as he fell.

'Harry,' Oscar yelled, but kept firing back until he had two more death eaters stunned and disarmed, one apparated away, then went back to Harry, 'Oh god.'

Harry groaned, 'I'm alive, which I wasn't expecting, but bloody hell that spell hurts.'

'Stay still, you're bleeding and I need to get the aurors and obliviators here, muggles are staring at us,' Oscar sent his bear patronus off, then bound the four death eaters before kneeling next to Harry. He saw the obliviators arrive and started to perform their spells over the muggles. The aurors along with Kingsley raced over to Harry and Oscar.

'What happened?' Kingsley asked as he saw the blood on Harry, 'another slicing hex.'

'His head yeah, but his chest, no, that was the killing curse he jumped in front of to protect me.' Oscar said frustrated, 'My job is to protect you Harry, but you need to see a healer.'

'Bloody hell Harry,' Kingsley helped Oscar pull Harry to his feet, 'You could have been killed.'

'I didn't know I was going to survive again Kingsley, but I wasn't going to let Oscar die because of me, no one dies because of me, not anymore. Now you know I can't die from that curse, how about Oscar goes back to work?'

'Forget it, let's wait until we question this lot.'

'And you call me stubborn, you're just as bad as me Kingsley,' Harry groaned, as he clutched his chest.

'Marcus, can you take care of them, we'll get Harry to St Mungo's,' Kingsley said then they apparated away.

The welcome witch spotted the Minister, an auror and Harry Potter instantly, so she opened the door and allowed them straight through and into a room.

'I'll get a healer,' she smiled at Harry then left the room.

Kingsley waved his wand and his patronus took off through the wall, 'You didn't know you could survive that, so that was a bloody stupid thing to do Harry.'

'Give it a rest Kingsley, I've told you, no one is going to die because of me. So Oscar would be safer doing what aurors do and not guarding me.'

'So minister, what is going on?' an elderly man stepped into the room.

'Harry got hit by the killing curse again, so he's bleeding badly. Poppy Pomfrey healed him when it was hit that night.'

The man walked over to Harry, 'Unbutton you're shirt Mr. Potter.'

'It's Harry,' Harry said and undid his shirt, then watched as the healer moved his wand over Harry's chest, 'Looks like it hit the same spot.'

'It has, which is going to make healing this harder and take longer. Dark magic takes a lot to heal normally, but being hit in the same place twice and with the same dark spell will make this a lot harder to heal,' the healer kept moving his wand over Harry's chest, then his head, before he summoned some potions, 'You'll need this potion morning and night for the next month. Will you have a problem making this if I give you the list of what you need?'

'We'll sort it out for him,' Kingsley said, 'What will happen if he gets hit in that spot again?'

'If it's the killing curse again, there's a chance it won't close anymore. We might have to resort to muggle stitches if that happens. But it's bigger this time, which means if it did happen again, it would get bigger again.'

The door opened and Hermione, Ron and Ginny ran in, 'What happened?' Ron asked seeing all the blood over Harry.

Ginny sat on the other side of the bed and took Harry's hand, while Hermione stood next to him.

'He jumped in front of the killing curse to save me. He's bloody stubborn, pigheaded and determined to not need help,' Oscar said as he started pacing around the room.

'Oscar, give it a rest, I was not going to let you die for me, haven't I told you that enough. But did you see who it was?'

'No, I never took a lot of notice, why?'

'Yaksley, I'd like to finish him off,' Harry said savagely.

'Enough Harry,' Kingsley said, 'Why don't you three take him home, Oscar will be there soon.' Kingsley and Oscar watched as Hermione, Ginny and Ron walked Harry out, 'This is getting ridiculous, especially since he had no idea he would survive. We know why before, that made sense, this time, I don't know.'

'How do we stop him doing that? I feel like I'm going to cause his death if he keeps going,' Oscar and Kingsley both looked worried, not just about trying to protect Harry, but the way he sounded and looked before. They didn't know what to do.