Chapter 34- Justin Finch-Fletchly

A/N: YAY! Today is my birthday! Happy happy birthday to ME! Sorry, bit hyper because I'm 14! It's also my 1 year anniversary of me joining Fanfiction... And getting a Gmail account... And a Facebook account... Yeah, life literally started at 13 for me.

1. What was your favourite part?

Hm... The introduction because I wasn't actually writing about Justin when I wrote the first line... Then it became Justin.
2. Was Justin accurate?
As far as I'm concerned, we never really learnt a lot about him in the books and movies... Although we do know that he could have gone to Eton... But Hogwarts is much better.
3. What will happen next?
I could tell you, but then Cedric would have to kill you, like he killed Justin.
4. Also, about the next thing I do... In the back of one of my notebooks is a kind of timeline that helped me sort out this entire book, which I named the 'Ghostly Timeline' because it was mostly based on Justin. If I wanted to, or prompted, I could, and would, be able to write an accompniant book to this, Justin's take on all the events of this year. However, a part of me thinks I just don't want this book to end and that- OH MY GOD I THINK I JUST SAW A GHOST CAT... Oh wait, it's gone nevermind...- and that I'd be dragging the story along too much... What do you guys think? Justin, or No-Justin?
I don't know, that's why I asked the reviewers! They are all-knowing!

"Sophia? Phia, wake up." I blinked a couple of times. "Oh good, you're awake." I squinted against the bright light that surroundd me. "Yeah, it can get a little bright here." I heard somebody laugh, it was one I thought I recognised, but from quite some time ago. "Here, try these glasses." I saw vaugley hands hand something to me. I placed the obkect on my eyes, and I could see more clearly. "The light is a nuisance, but when you're dead you can get used to it." I turned my head to who was speaking, and screamed. "Hi."

"YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO BE DEAD! WHAT ARE YOU DOING ALIVE!"

"I'm not alive, I'm dead. And you," Justin Finch-Fletchley said, poking me, "Are somewhere in between."

"What? No, I'm dead. I should be dead." I protested.

"Why?"

"I was hit by Avada Kedavra!" I exclaimed.

"Uh... No... It's an extremley long story that starts at my death..." Justin laughed, and I realised how much I'd missed him. "You can hear the full version, or the short version."

"How long do we have?"

"Sophia, we have all... the time... in the world..." Justin sang.

"Oh shut up." I snapped, punching his arm playfully. It felt just like old times. "Hey, were are we?"

"This, Sophia, is the place where my adventures began. I was sat here, after I died, minding my own business, when an owl swooped in with a note saying you were in danger. I hurridley exited this room back to where I began, in life, and I ended up in some clouds. I saw you, I rushed to help you, I deflected the Avada Curse."

"Really? That's convieni-"

"That was last year."

"Last... year?"

"Yes. When I didn't return here, I realised that this wasn't over. I went searching for anything, anything that could harm you- that's when I learnt about Bellatrix's plans. I realised I couldn't do it- save you, alone... So I went to my Uncle for help. His name is Roland Finch, but you probably know him by a different name..." He grinned. "Professor Carrathurs."

"Professor Carrathurs is your Uncle!" I gaped.

"My fathers' brother, yes. He's a Muggleborn, haven't you read his books? You know, 'Paranormalcy in the Wizarding World: Uncleared Lives', 'The Ultimate Guide to Surviving A Wizarding War', 'McGonagal: The Teenage Years'?" I nodded, remembering in paticular the latter of them. "And can't you see the resemblance?"

"No." Justin burst out laughing.

"Well, he's most definatley my Uncle. He pretended to be interested in being a Deatheater, so he could get into Hogwarts. From there, I got predictions from Professor Trewlaney, and tried to warn you about them using dreams, my Uncle's teachings... And Myrtle. I also got you into Hufflepuff, because at the time I thought it was the least likley house to try and kill you... Boy, was I wrong!" He chuckled, and I smiled.

"Cedric was in Hufflepuff. Did you not know he was a Deatheater?" I questioned.

"Cedric was the person who killed me, but I did not remember so until recentley. He's been trying to kill you all year in the most indirect ways, but I was able to keep you safe. I'm sorry you almost got killed three times, but you're safe not." Justin hugged me and I hugged him back.

"So what now?" Justin pointed towards the double doors of the Great Hall.

"Now, I go through those doors to the Afterlife, and you wake up and kick Cedric's but for me. But first, I have to tell you a few things: First off, Crookshanks and the original Defence teacher, Professor Umbridge are stuck down in the Chamber of Secrets. The snake that attacked you is gone now, so it should be safe to get them. Also, your father didn't get Nagini to attack Sirius, Bellatrix did something to get him hurt, so that you would argue with your father." He grinned. "I'm going to miss you, Sophia." He hugged me again, and my heart swelled.

"So this is it? You're leaving? For good this time?" I asked.

"Say good bye to my Uncle for me?" Justin requested, kissing me on the cheek, and walking away from me to the double doors. He opened them, and embraced the white light. "And to Myrtle... Oh, Myrtle!" He turned to me, his face barley seeable against the white light that came from behind him. "I almost forgot. Tell her that I know how to help her move on, I figured it out! It wasn't making nice with Olive Hornby after all! Tell her all she has to do is find- FIND!- the bo-" He disapeared.

"Find- FIND!- what?" I called, running to the space where he had disapeared, but they shut in my face. "Justin?" I looked around the room, but there was nobody there. "Yeah, great time to leave Justin. Perfect." I sat down at the Hufflepuff table. "You didn't say who Myrtle had to find- FIND! And you didn't say how to get out of here!"

'Daughter of mine...'

"And now I'm hearing this dude again!"

'Find me, daughter of mine...'

"Can't, I'm a bit stuck at the moment."

'Wake and find me, Sophia... Wake... Wake...'

. . . I woke.

A/N: HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME! Sorry, hyper moment again.

1. What was your favourite part?
2. Who, or what, does Myrtle have to find- FIND?
3. What will happen next?
4. Have you got a Sorting Hat? I've got a Sorting Hat. I have a Sorting Hat WOOH! (Sorry, gloating, aren't I...)

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