He Has Risen Above

Chapter 17


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GhostlyPresence2501: Because in reality, you don't end up marrying the first person you date. And if I have them date someone else, it will only be for a few chapters and Harry and Daphne will get together by the end of 4th year, at the latest.

Spazzman29: So I looked through I'm not a hero, and the only similarities I've found is that it's a WBWL, Haphne (which is very common), and the Ginny redemption thing so you can't say I copied him. Some canon pairings aren't fleshed out enough, like Draco/Astoria so you can't say they aren't good. A redemption wasn't the best word for Ginny, but more like explaining why she's on Harry's side, and I searched it up and Chaplin was a dancer.


Ginny sat by the lake, alone and cold, though she was thankful for the former. She didn't want to talk with anyone given the fact that rumours had somehow spread that she was the one attacking the muggleborns with the basilisk. She had tried to explain the fact the she couldn't stop writing in that damn diary, that she couldn't tell anyone about it, that she had no control over herself when it possessed her but no one cared enough to listen. Most of the time, people glared at her whenever they saw her and avoided her like she had dragon pox.

The worst thing was her family and her brother Ron's friends. As far as her parents were concenerned, especially her mother, she had been a stupid ignorant girl that had no right to write in that diary and was getting what she deserved. She had received several howlers from her mother over the past few days, constantly reprimanding her and reminding her to not be stupid, as if getting yelled at for 10 minutes wasn't enough.

Bill and Charlie hadn't been told about this yet but she was hopeful they would understand- Bill was the one that knew how dangerous cursed items like this could be, and Charlie had always been nice to her. Fred and George were being very nice as well, though they were treating it as a joke half the time but it did help to take her mind off the fact that nearly everyone in the school hated her. Percy treated her the same way her parents treated her, though he was better because he didn't yell at her.

Hermione Granger cycled through treating her like something she could study, like an animal in an enclosure, or something that would attack her at any moment. When she went through the latter, Ginny would often be on the end of several long lectures about how stupid she was. Daniel and Ron mainly pretended she didn't exist and when she had tried to talk to them, they had glared at her until she went away.

"Not exactly the weather to be sitting out here," said Harry propping himself next to Ginny and breaking her out of her stupor. "I'm Hadrian Potter, Slytherin extraordinare, elder brother of the git-who-lived and overall good-guy," he said smiling and Ginny giggled. "I like to think I inherited all the good genes from my parents and he was left with the leftovers."

"We met in the chamber," said Ginny quietly. "You were the one that woke me."

"I was," Harry confirmed. "And I've been meaning to talk to you about that. What exactly did you see down there?"

"Why do you care?" she asked bitterly. "Shouldn't you be hating me like the rest of the school does?"

"No, not really considering the fact I know what actually happened between you and Tom." Harry laughed. "And it is quite funny once you think about it, not for you of course, but for me it's hilarious."

"Funny?" raged Ginny. "You think it's funny that everyone hates even though I couldn't do anything to stop it?"

"Well, let's see." Harry thought hard for a moment or two. "So most of the school think that you, an 11 year old girl in Gryffindor and a Weasley, who are one of the lightest families around, somehow managed to open the Chamber of Secrets that even Dumbledore couldn't. Not to mention the fact that you somehow knew parseltongue and no one else in your family has it. You told Dumbledore about it, didn't you?"

"I did," sighed Ginny,

"Yet he hasn't told anyone," Harry said. "It would take him, what 30 seconds, a minute, to go in front of the school and say 'hey, Ginny is not a dark witch, nor has she been controlling a monster to wipe out the muggleborns,' but he hasn't. Haven't you tried to tell people you were possessed?"

Ginny stiffened at the last word and looked at him slowly. "How did you know that day I was possessed?" she asked.

"Tom told me," explained Harry simply. "And I don't blame you. I'm guessing possession sucks."

"Yeah," admitted Ginny. "It sucks."

"What does it feel like?"

"Why do you want to know?"

"They say talking about your feelings can help," said Harry.

"So what, you're my therapist now?" Ginny asked smiling.

"I'm a man of many talents," Harry said and she laughed for what was most likely the 2nd time today.

"Well," said Ginny hesitantly. "Like I said, it sucks. You don't even realise it until it's over, and it's like going to sleep. But instead of it being peaceful, it's like being smothered with a pillow and throughout the time you writhe in pain. When you wake up, you have the worst headache and everything you did slowly comes trickling back into your brain."

"Oh," said Harry not really knowing what to say. "I know what'll make you feel better!" He pulled out one of the several bags of sweets he'd gotten over the summer and handed a couple to Ginny. "Some of the best sweets from Honeydukes!"

"These are delicious," said Ginny in between a mouthful. "Where did you get these?"

"My godfather got me a massive pack of them for my birthday, but I haven't asked him where from."

"You're lucky," admitted Ginny. "My mother thinks I should just grow up to be a housewife like her and all she gets me is toy cooking equipment to prepare for the future," she said bitterly.

"You know what?" asked Harry. "Your mother doesn't have a say in what you do when you're older, so you don't have to be a housewife. You can be pretty much anything you want. Except for a dragon, and trust me I've tried."

Ginny laughed again, her worries slowly easing away from her. "Harry," she said. "Thank for this."

"You're wel-" That was as far as Harry got before she leaned forward and kissed him on the lips, and then broke apart almost as soon as if had happened. "Um," Harry stuttered.

"I'm sorry!" said Ginny frantically. "I don't know what made me do it! Don't be mad!"

"Relax," said Harry. "I'm not mad."

"But, I thought you had a girlfriend..." Ginny said trailing off as she realised she was digging herself into a hole.

"A girlfriend?" asked Harry. "Who said that?"

"My brother and your git of a brother," said Ginny. "They said you're dating the Greengrass girl since you're always hanging around her."

"Oh, Daphne," Harry laughed. "We're just friends, and I'm definitely not looking for a girlfriend right now."

"But when you're older?" asked Ginny hopefully.

"Probably, but it's not going to be you," explained Harry and her face fell. "Not cos I find you ugly or anything, just cos you might only be attracted to me since I saved your life. You know, damsel in distress kind of thing." Ginny's face brightened at this- Hadrian Potter had admitted he didn't find her ugly! "And did you call my brother a git? I though Gryffindors basically worshipped him."

"I used to, since he would always come round our house to play with Ron and he was quite nice to me but ever since he started treating me like I was evil, it kinda washed away the hero worship," Ginny said sadly.

"Ah. You're quite smart for a Gryffindor. Here I was thinking they're as dumb as a bag of rocks." Ginny laughed at this and they talked for a while before making their way back into the castle. She wasn't completely fine, but she was definitely a lot better.


"So, class," said Lockhart. "Today I will be showing you all how I defeated the horrific werewolf of Budapest and cured him through the anti-werewolfimugus curse!" he cried expecting a round of applause but everyone looked at him icily, apart from Granger who squealed like a 3 year old girl. "However, I will be requiring an assistant!" he said dramatically. "They will be required to act as a werewolf and attack me so that I can demonstrate how to restrain a werewolf with your bare hands as well as the proper use of the anti-werewolfimugus curse upon them."

Everyone looked at him blankly, apart from Harry who smiled slightly. "So, any volunteers?" asked Lockhart hopefully.

"I'll do it," said Harry standing up and taking off his cloak.

"Wonderful!" said Lockhart smiling happily whilst everyone else looked at him like he was mad.

"What are you thinking?" Draco whispered furiously.

"Just trust me," Harry whispered back and walked up to the front of the room. "So I just have to attack you?" he asked.

"Yep," confirmed Lockhart. "Give it your best shot, and don't be disappointed if I beat you easily," he said cockily.

"And just to confirm, I will not be punished for doing so?" Harry asked and Lockhart nodded. "And I can attack you any way I want?"

"Yes, yes, just do it!" Lockhart snapped.

"Alright," said Harry happily. He stepped up to Lockhart slowly, hiding the thick textbook he held behind his back. When he got close, he slammed the spine of the book directly into Lockhart's crotch.

Lockhart crumpled onto the floor, clutching his nether regions and let out a strangled groan. "Class dismissed," he managed to squeak out and everyone rushed out the door. Hermione stayed behind to help Lockhart, and Daniel and Ron waited for her reluctantly.

"What?" asked Harry walking out the classroom, wondering why everyone was looking at him. "He deserved it," shrugged Harry.


"Mr Potter, I have been told that you have assaulted a teacher," said McGonagall tiredly. This was perhaps the 10th time Hadrian Potter and Hermione Granger were in her office together, the latter having complained yet again on the former. If she was being honest, this felt like an appointment she had to go to every month rather than sorting out problems. "What do you have to say to that?" she asked even though she wanted to award the boy a few hundred points for putting Lockhart in his place.

"Not my fault," said Harry.

"I'm sorry?" asked McGonagall. "I have accounts from several students saying that you 'slammed the spine of a book into Professor Lockhart's crotch.' If that's not assaulting a teacher, then I don't know what is."

"I'm sorry, I meant that it's not my fault," explained Harry watching Hermione slowly get more and more frustrated. "Professor Lockhart asked me to."

"He what?" asked McGonagall. Lockhart was an idiot but surely he wasn't stupid enough to ask a student to purposefully rid him of the ability to have kids. "I very much doubt that Professor Lockhart asked you to deliberately injure him."

"He did Professor. He asked me to attack him any way I could so that he could demostrate how he could restrain and cure a werewolf," Harry shrugged. "How was I meant to know a simple attack to the nether regions would floor him? After all, he has supposedly bested dark lords in hand-to-hand combat and dementors with only his wand and wits."

"This very well may be the truth Mr Potter but Professor Lockhart may still hold you accountable, and therefore can punish you."

"I'm sure he doesn't Professor," advised Harry wondering why Granger hadn't talked yet. Little did he know that McGonagall had warned her to keep her mouth shut under threat of expulsion. "We could go ask him right now if you want?" Harry asked daring her to call his bluff.

She looked at him for several seconds, her eyes narrowing before they returned to normal. "I belive you Mr Potter," she said. "You can go." Harry walked out the room, humming, and he heard a shout of, 'What were you thinking!?' before he had managed to close the door.


"Happy Valentine's day guys," said Harry wallking into the common room. His friends were sitting in the common room clutching several boxes of chocolate and occasionally flowers. "How come you haven't gone to breakfast yet?"

"It's a warzone out there," said Draco. "Lockhart made everything in sight pink and shoved hearts everywhere he could. We're staying in here for the rest of the day."

"Surely it can't be that bad," said Harry. "You've got to be overreacting."

"It's Lockhart," deadpanned Daphne.

"Fair enough," said Harry taking a seat. "And I'm already bored."

"Wanna read the love letters Pansy's sent to Draco?" asked Daphne pulling out a thick stash of paper.

"Where did you get those?" asked Draco trying to snatch the letters out of her hand, but he was restrained by a very amused Harry.

"You really should start locking your room better," teased Daphne and she began to read. "My dearest Draco," she began and the person who the letter was directed to reddened in embarassment.


AN/ New chapter! I gave Ginny a redemption and you can see how bad Molly is as a parent, and let me say that Lockhart deserved what he got in this chapter. I'm sure you'll agree with me there and I may or may not have taken inspiration from Kingsman's church scene. Next chapter I will wrap up second year and the summer along with it, and after that 3rd year will start. I also want to thank you guys/gals for getting me to 1k favourites and 1.5k followers. It means a lot to me.

Also something weird happened with my new story and my internet at the same time and it got deleted. It's not even in the ffn recovery folder either. Sorry about that if you were trying to find it, but there's not much I can do.

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