Iter à l'amour
QueenofDemons-No, the story isn't over and it is okay to be girly at times!
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~GreyEyes7
Disclaimer: Nah, my friend and I gave up on trying to find Hogwarts
Horcruxes
School ended. The plan was made. Everyone was assembled in an empty room of the castle. Ginny was nervous. Sirius, Gideon, and Fabian were comforting her. Molly, Arthur, Bill, Charlie, and Percy flooed in. When Molly saw Ginny, she handed Percy to her husband and she walked over, standing before her daughter.
Ginny was surprised. Unlike in the future, Molly was young. She was beautiful as ever, and she wasn't as large. Her curly hair was down, and she wore a dress. Molly surveyed her daughter. She was definite that it was her daughter. Ginny had the red hair and the brown eyes. Ginny was very beautiful, wearing skinny jeans and a light blue, ¾ length shirt.
"Ginevra?"
"Mum?" Ginny asked as Molly enveloped her daughter in a hug. "Dad? Aw! Is that Bill, Charlie, and Percy?"
"Yes. Bill, Charlie, this is your sister, Ginny," Arthur said, hugging Ginny.
"I missed you so much!" Ginny had tears streaming from her face. Molly and Arthur moved on from their daughter to hug the girl who viewed them as her parents (Hermione).
"I always wanted a daughter," Molly said.
"I'll show you my memories," Ginny said.
"And mine," Hermione and Katie said, at the same time.
"Sir, may I have a word?" Sirius asked.
"Of course, my boy," Arthur said. "How is school? I haven't seen you since you and James came over a few years back."
"School is great. I have to discuss something with you, though."
"Sure."
"In May, I asked Ginny to marry me. She agreed. I was wondering if I could have your blessing."
Arthur laughed, "I just met my daughter, today, and already someone is asking for her hand in marriage. From what I know about my daughter, she is a very… difficult, young woman. If you can handle her, then you have my blessing. Besides, it seems as if she is very much in love with you."
"We need to go in the Chamber," Ginny said.
"Gin," Hermione tried to reason.
"No. It has to be done."
"The Chamber?" Arthur asked.
"The Chamber of Secrets. Hermione and I have both been in it. Hermione was petrified by the Basilisk. I've seen the Basilisk when Harry and Fawkes were battling it—"
"Fawkes?" Remus asked.
"Yes, Albus's phoenix."
"Oh."
They stood in Moaning Myrtle's lavatory. "Guys, why are we in here?" James asked.
"This is the entrance to the Chamber," Hermione said. "I brewed Polyjuice here, i… Harry, Ron, and I spent a lot of time in 2nd year in here. The entrance is right there," Hermione pointed at the sink.
"Hermione, that is the sink," Lily said.
"She's right. That's how you get in," Ginny said.
"Wait, Hermione, I thought you were petrified. Why did you go in the Chamber?" Katie asked.
"During the Final Battle, Ron and I came down to get a basilisk fang," Hermione explained.
"Why are we here, again?" Minerva asked.
"Minnie, I think that you need to research horcruxes. There are 3 ways to kill a horcrux—"
"You say 'kill' as if it is alive," Regulus said.
Hermione turned to him, "Because it is. The 3 ways to destroy a horcrux are the Killing Curse, Fiendfyre, or basilisk venom."
"That is why we are here," Ginny said. "We are not going to perform the killing curse, nor are we going to use Fiendfyre, because the affects are… uncontrollable. The venom is the best option."
"So why is the Sorting hat here?" Severus asked.
"Long story," Ginny said. "Lily, Dorcas, Severus, Regulus, James, Remus, Sirius, Bellatrix, Al, Minnie, Katie, Mum, and Dad, stay here."
"But—" Sirius objected.
"No. Ginny and I are the only ones who know how to deal with this," Hermione said. "Gin, we need to open it."
"But you need to be a Parselmouth to open it," Ginny said.
"Which you are."
"What?" Everyone, including Ginny, asked.
"Yes. When Tom invaded you, last time, he left some abilities within you. You can speak Parseltongue."
"Really?"
"Try it." Ginny hissed the word 'Open' in Parseltongue. A passage opened up from the sink, leading to a corridor. The Chamber had towering pillars entwined with carved wood, and a tall statue of Salazar Slytherin is at the far end. The basilisk rested within the mouth of the statue, but was nowhere to be seen, now.
When the basilisk erupted from the mouth, Ginny and Hermione bolted. They ran 2 separate ways. Being a servant of Slytherin, he naturally went after the muggleborn. Ginny stopped running for a moment and thought, if I have talent from Tom…
"Do not attack her," Ginny said, in Parseltongue.
The basilisk stopped and spoke into her head, but she is Mudblood scum, master. The large serpent obviously decided to disobey his master because he continued his chase. That was when Narcissa came in.
"Narcissa! What are you doing here?"
"I just came from Malfoy Manor. I got this," she held up a thin journal.
Give it here and get out."
"No, why?" Hermione ran in, the basilisk in tow. "Oh, that's why."
Ginny saw the Sorting hat on the floor. Something was inside. She pulled the sword of Gryffindor out, and smiled. She leapt forward, dodging Hermione and the basilisk, before using the statue of Slytherin as a springboard and bouncing towards the serpent. She tried to stab it, but the scales protected the snake.
"Damn it!" she said. She grabbed onto the slick body. She wasn't too far from its head. She used the scales to latch onto as she climbed towards the head, making sure not to look in its eyes. It was as if the snake didn't even feel her. It must be the scales. They are too thick, Ginny thought.
She was on top of its head and she stabbed out the eyes. When she opened her own eyes, she slid off the snake and stabbed the only soft part of the serpent—the mouth. She knew what would happen. She'd seen it happen to Harry. It happened. As she stabbed the basilisk's mouth, one of its fangs pierced her skin. She screamed and pulled the sword out, flopping to the floor as the serpent died.
Narcissa ran over and levitated Ginny. "Stab it!" she yelled, "Hurry!"
Hermione ignored her and picked up Tom Riddle's diary and the Sword of Gryffindor. They levitated Ginny out. When back in the lavatory, Sirius ran to Ginny. "What happened?" he demanded.
"Get Fawkes," Hermione panted. She extracted the basilisk fang from Ginny's arm and moved it to the diary, stabbing the book through the middle. Blood splattered across her shirt. She pushed the fang deeper and didn't stop until the bleeding ceased.
Fawkes came and dropped a tear against Ginny's arm. She healed. Madam Pomfrey came, bustling about, as she mended Hermione's broken fist, from falling in the Chamber; Ginny's broken wrist, from trying to stab the basilisk; and both Hermione and Ginny's concussions—Hermione from the basilisk slamming her against the pipes and Ginny's from the fall off of the basilisk.
"One down—how many left to go?" Ginny croaked.
"4. The one that Quirrell used wasn't created until 1979, Nagini wasn't until our school years, and… Harry isn't born, yet."
"Did you just say 'Harry'?" Lily asked.
"I broke into Gringotts once, and I don't want to do it, again," Hermione said. "Because my engagement has not been broken yet with Lestrange, I may get into his vault," Bellatrix said.
"Perfect!" Katie said, "Hermione, how did you break in, in the first place?"
Hermione and Remus had a mostly muggle wedding (other than the binding). Hermione wore an empire-style dress with bits of gold etched into it. She had her signature gold eyeliner on, but she skipped her favorite golden high-tops. Her hair was in a bun with curls falling. Ginny wore a gold dress. Sirius was the best man. Hermione's bouquet was made of red roses. Ginny was the one to catch the bouquet. Albus walked Hermione down the aisle, and Minerva tried to hold her tears as best she could.
"Bellatrix, you and I will go in. Ginny, you should come, too," Hermione said.
"I want to come," Sirius complained.
"Sirius, as much as I love you, you cannot touch anything in the vault, as the Gemino and Flagrante charms were placed on everything. You can't come. Neither can Remus, James, or Regulus. Boys are too built, and you might accidentally touch something. You will stay here," Ginny said.
"Does Miss have her key?" The goblin asked. Bellatrix handed him the certificate of engagement to Rodolphus Lestrange, meaning that she wouldn't need a key. "Very well."
When they got into the vault, Hermione's eyes went immediately to the place where the horcrux was last time. It wasn't there. "It isn't in the same place. Look for a small cup, but don't touch anything."
"I think I've found it!" Ginny exclaimed. Before Hermione could stop her, she picked up a golden cup that wasn't Helga Hufflepuff's. She screamed as it multiplied and burned her skin. When it burned her, she jumped back and fell into a pile of silver, gold, and bronze things, which started to burn and duplicate.
When Katie saw a cup, she said, "Hermione, is this it?"
"Yes!" Katie picked it up and they tried to run out of the vault without having an encounter with the dragon.
When Hermione, Narcissa, Ginny, Katie, and Bellatrix got back to the castle, they were sore and covered in burns, which were fixed by Lily, Molly, and Poppy.
"I've got it. James, please stab it. I recommend the fang," Hermione croaked.
"When you were gone, Regulus, Albus, and I got this," Sirius said, holding up a locket.
"Whatever you do, do not put it on," Hermione warned. "It will make you exceedingly angry."
"Alright."
"Get the sword," Hermione said.
"Remus, you have to do this one. It takes… a lot. Just listen, whatever comes out of it… don't pay attention. Stab it, straightaway. Whatever is inside will put up a fight."
"Okay," Remus said, raising his arms. When Ginny whispered for the locket to open in Parseltongue, he brought the Sword down on the locket.
"I have seen your heart, and it is mine," a voice said, preventing Remus from continuing.
"Don't listen to it!" Hermione said harshly. "Stab it!"
"I have seen your dreams, Remus Lupin, and I have seen your fears. All
you desire is possible, but all that you dread is also possible."
"Stab!" shouted Hermione. The sword point trembled, and Remus gazed down into Riddle's eyes.
"Least loved, always, loved, now, by the girl who prefers your friend . . . Second best, always, eternally over- shadowed ..."
"Remus, stab it now!" Hermione bellowed; she could feel the locket quivering in her grip and was scared of what was coming. Remus raised the sword still higher, and
as he did so, Riddle's eyes gleamed scarlet.
Out of the locket's two windows, out of the eyes, there bloomed, like two
grotesque bubbles, the heads of Sirius and Hermione, weirdly distorted.
Remus yelled in shock and backed away as the figures blossomed out of the
locket, first chests, then waists, then legs, until they stood in the locket, side by
side like trees with a common root, swaying over Remus and the real Hermione, who
had snatched her fingers away from the locket as it burned, suddenly, white-
hot.
"Remus!" she shouted, but the Riddle-Sirius was now speaking with Voldemort's voice and Ron was gazing, mesmerized, into his face.
"Why are you still here? We are better without you, happier without you, glad of your absence We laugh at your stupidity, your cowardice, your presumption—"
"Presumption!" echoed the Riddle-Hermione, who was more beautiful and
yet more terrible than the real Hermione. She swayed, cackling, before Remus,
who looked horrified yet transfixed, the sword hanging pointlessly at his side.
"Who could look at you, who would ever look at you, beside Sirius Black? What
have you ever done, compared with the him? What are you, compared
with the handsome Sirius Black?"
"Remus, stab it, STAB IT!" Hermione yelled, but Remus did not move. His eyes were wide, and the Riddle-Sirius and the Riddle-Hermione were reflected in them,
their hair swirling like flames, their eyes shining red, their voices lifted in an
evil duet.
"You mother confessed," sneered Riddle-Sirius, while Riddle-Hermione jeered,
"that she would have preferred me as a son, would be glad to exchange ..."
"Who wouldn't prefer him, what woman would take you, you are nothing,
nothing, nothing to him," crooned Riddle-Hermione, and she stretched like a
snake and engulfed herself around Riddle-Sirius, wrapping him in a close embrace: their lips met.
On the ground in front of them, Remus's face filled with anguish. He raised
the sword high, his arms shaking.
"Do it, Remus!" Hermione yelled.
Ron looked toward her, and Hermione thought he saw a trace of scarlet in his
eyes.
"Remus—?" The sword flashed, plunged; Hermione threw herself out of the way, there was a clang of metal and a long, drawn-out scream. Hermione whirled around, wand held ready to defend herself: but there was nothing to fight.
The monstrous version of herself and Sirius were gone; There was only
Remus, standing there with the sword held slackly in his hand, looking down at the shattered remains of the locket on the flat rock.
Slowly, Hermione walked back to him, hardly knowing what to say or do. Remus was breathing heavily: his eyes were no longer red at all, but their normal blue; they were also wet.
"Hermione, I'm Head Girl and James is Head Boy. What do we do?" Lily asked.
"Stay at school and continue the D.A. The battle will be at Hogwarts. They need to know how to fight."
It was a week before school started and Hermione laughed, "Seems as if I'll miss my 7th year, again."
"Let's go to the RoR," Ginny suggested. "Sirius and Remus, you can come."
There it was, right ahead, the blistered old cupboard in which Harry had hidden his old Potions book, and on top of it, the pockmarked stone warlock wearing a dusty old wig and what looked like an ancient discolored tiara.
This was most definitely the easiest of all Horcruxes. Sirius stabbed it and the diadem bled. It was over.
Sirius and Ginny got married 3 days before term began. It was a small wedding, but sweet. Hermione wore a blue and silver dress and James wore black dress robes. Ginny's wedding was a mix of Katie's and Hermione's—part wizard, part muggle. She wore a beautiful, ivory, mermaid dress. Her hair was curly, and had a bump of her bangs. She was the most beautiful thing that Sirius had ever seen. Arthur walked his daughter down the aisle, while Molly and Dorea cried.