Chapter 10: Back to the old scenario!
The weekend went by in a blur, and as Monday arrived the time for goodbyes arrived too.
Mrs. Weasley cried like crazy and Mr. Weasley looked really nervous, as they were going to go to Hogwarts days before the train left officialy, so they were going to be the only ones and they would have to walk all the way to the school since the thestrals were still hurt and couldn´t carry the carriages.
They got to the station on a car, driven by Ministry officers, and as they arrived to King's Cross, many memories flourished in each of them; good memories, bad memories; but for Harry, the greatest emotion was the feeling of going back home.
The journey in the train was really different form all the past times they had traveled in it, quieter, less crowded, and more free. They enjoyed themselves as little kids playing hide and seek through the wagons and compartments, singing at the top of their lungs, sleeping in entire seats. As they arrived and they realized they didn't need to change to the robes they felt amazingly weird.
They found themselves in a partly- reconstructed Hogsmeade, and surrounded by a bunch of people cheering and clapping at them.
After at least 10 minutes of smiling for magical pictures, signing autographs, shaking hands, and saying "nice to meet you" they were finally able to begin their walk towards the Hogwarts Castle.
Arrival was a great shcok for all of them, the castle looked empty, and eventhough reconstruction was evident, despair, and devastation appeared as screaming figures to all of them. They looked around and Hermione broke down crying. How much sadness could a place that had brought them so much happiness contain? How many lives, including Fred´s, had happened in there? How many families had been broken?
Ron embraced her, and like if he was reading her thoughts he said. "Hush, love, remember the reason why all of that happened, remember the happy times, remember there´s good times beyond the pain"
Ginny and Harry stood there, awkwardly, staring at Ron, because, who could have ever thought he could have such deep thoughts?
They walked inside and as entering the main Hall shivered all at once.
Harry´s thoughts immediately wondered to the first time he´d been there, and all the adventures and happy moments that he had lived inside these walls. The past, galloping as wild horses came to attack him, as it came not only with the good memories, but also the bad ones. Who would ever thought, when he as an eleven year old had laid foot there, that he, with no extraordinary power, but Love, would defeat the most powerful Evil Wizard history had known, in that same room, where he had been chosen to Gryffindor, where he had laughed with Ron and Hermione, where he had received letters, had talked to people he shared house with, and also, where he had heard Dumbledore talk so many times.
But, now, all the magical world praised him as a hero, they cheered him, they asked him autographs, and pictures, and all those kind of stuff he had tried to avoid since he found out he was a wizard. No-one would have believed him if he told them he had been scared to death, that he had been weak, and that he had almost given up many times. No-one but Ginny, she was standing there besides him, supporting him as she always had, quietly, but firmly, helping him go on when nothing else coul.
Suddenly a roar was heard, the four of them grabbed their wands as they didn´t know what to expect.
They looked around just to find all the ghosts of the castle clapping at them, and as they put their wands away they heard:
"Well, I see you have arrived," they heard, nd they saw Nearly Headless Nick making his way through the deathly crowd, "I think I ought to call the Headmistress. Ah! And welcome to Hogwarts again!"
Well, seems like I´m finally back! i´m sorry for the time but as I said I had a massive writers block, and my friend Sandy wasn´t of much help either. So, besides my massive writers block, I´ve been having lots of things to do, so I´m very very sorry that this is so short, I swear it was very difficult to write.
Remember English isn´t my mother tongue so if there is any mistake, tell me.
Also thanks to all the people who are still reading me, even though I left you waiting for too long.
I Love you all
Alice :)
