Harry Does Different CCCXV
Greatest Sorcerer
"You may've killed the basilisk but as that silly little girl breathes her last Lord Voldemort returns very much alive." The shade of Tom boasted as he felt himself becoming solider and almost able to draw breath.
Harry dropped to his knees, panting weakly, beside Ginny clutching the Sword of Gryffindor and the basilisk tooth and sneered "Think you're all that and a Coke, Tommy?"
"I AM THE GREATEST SORCERER IN THE WORLD!" he roared preternaturally loud. "Albus Dumbledore has been driven out by the mere MEMORY OF ME!"
Harry scoffed "Bah! Any louder, you'll wake Ginny. Bet it was my dirty nappy last time. Harry Potter! Greatest Sorcerer in the World!" With that he drove the fang into the diary.
"Ahhh!" Ginny Weasley gasped and sat up "Harry it was me. But I swear I didn't know, Riddle made me do it. Harry you're hurt!"
He nodded, beginning to shiver "i-I l know. N-n-need h-h-h-elp go t-t-t-o-o end of t-t-tun-un-ule f-f-ind R—r-ron.
"A warming charm." She cast on him then ran at top speed for her brother, determined to find help for her hero.
That spell would have very nearly earned an OWL, but it just wasn't enough to keep Harry warm in that cold chamber. And it actually helped pump the basilisk venom through his body all the faster.
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"Someone from the Ministry threatened my Father last night." Ginny stood at the podium in front of Harry's casket "She warned him that I better not say the wrong things today. Well Harry Potter saved my life. No more than that, he saved my bloody soul from Voldemort! Or as I got to know him Tom Riddle. Look him up in the records all you blood purists. Son of a squib and a muggle."
There was a rumble of noise.
"You lot don't impress me!" this little red-haired girl snapped at the crowd. She affectionately patted the coffin. "Only he does. So? Lucius?" she looked the Malfoy lord square in the eye "Bet you're getting a Crucio or two for wasting your master's Horcrux, huh?"
He snapped back "I have no idea what you are talking about, stupid child?"
"Madam Bones, after the ceremony" she looked at a stern redhaired woman "with my parents' supervision of course, I would like to be questioned under veratiserum. And have a particular memory viewed by the DMLE."
Lucius snarled "We've heard quite enough from this brat."
"Oh this part you'll actually like." Ginny laughed at him "Whose incompetence is really to blame for this? Albus Wulfric Percival Brian Dumbasadoor."
Mrs. Weasley jumped up and yelled "GINEVRA!" she rushed up only to bounce off a rather remarkable shield.
"Sorry Mum." Ginny only half apologized "Something I picked up from Tom. But face it. At the very least the man is past his prime. Ron's first year, he never ONCE noticed his Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor was possessed. All this year, you had a student increasingly possessed by a horcrux. What gives Headmaster? Too much paperwork?"
Dumbledore stood and said most kindly "Miss Weasley, I wonder if your words are not being influenced by your unfortunate experience."
"Am I possessed?" she retorted and gave a sarcastic laugh "Way to go! If you'd come up with that even a week ago Harry would still be alive. So everyone, there's the whole truth. The-Boy-Who-Lived saved the day one last time. And you have the cast of villains. The ultimate Darkie. May he rot. The lousy minion." Ginny pointed to Lucius, who sneered in character "The white wizard" she waved at Dumbledore, who shifted uneasily "who sends the totally unprepared hero into battle and wasn't even here FOR the battle."
"Ministry business, an unfortunate bit of bad timing." The Headmaster defended himself, the while disliking that he even needed to do so. "While not your fault, your actions in this affair have been less than stellar. What I think we have heard enough of is your current tantrum. Harry, I think, would be most disapproving of your disgracing this solemn occasion."
Ginny gave a shrug "You know, when I got here, I thought you were the greatest wizard since the Founders. Voldemort thought he was, but that's only because he used magic you wouldn't. Harry? Well, too bad that bloody chicken of yours didn't hang round long enough, huh?" With that she turned her attention to the coffin "Thank you for my life, Harry. Thank you for my soul. You've more than earned paradise. Say hi to James and Lily for me." She kissed the coffin and left the podium. As she passed Dumbledore, she spit in his face. "Harry was a greater wizard than you AND Voldemort!"
Mrs. Weasley looked like she was ready to scold her daughter, but Mr. Weasley gathered her onto his lap and allowed her to cry as she was suddenly a 11-year old again.
