Hello, guys. Here I am with Chapter 2. Yes, I know this came quick. But I want to be quick like this in publishing chapters.
A notice. The first chapter followed the movie events. But, this chapter will feature Harry having talked to Dumbledore's portrait, like in the book. Also, in this story, Harry does repair his original wand. And, finally, I've decided Lavender lives in this story.
I don't want to talk too much now. So let's get going. (Again, the chapter title isn't the best)
DestroyerLord13: You make a good point. I will probably make some changes to Chapter 1 to make it fit better into the story. I will probably make what is currently written for Chapter 1 a flashback or dream, then add in some present-time at the end.
Chapter 2- Aftermath
"I am proud of you, Harry," said Dumbledore's portrait.
Harry smiled. After taking a walk with Ron and Hermione, during which he had snapped the Elder Wand, after repairing his original wand, he had come to the Head's office, and delivered a report on what he had done to Dumbledore's portrait, ending with the fate of the Elder Wand.
"I am proud of you. Not many people could resist that power. You are the one who is truly worthy to possess the Hallows," said Dumbledore's portrait. "Well, not exactly," said Harry, "With the Elder Wand gone, and the Stone lost somewhere in the forest, I only have the cloak." "Yet, you are more worthy than any other to own all three," said Dumbledore.
Harry smiled, then yawned a little. "I think it is time I get to Gryffindor tower. I need rest." Dumbledore smiled, and said, "Indeed."
Harry smiled back at the portrait, then turned to leave. But, Dumbledore said, "Wait a moment, Harry." Harry turned around to face the portrait. Dumbledore looked at him with twinkling eyes, then said, "I have a message for you. A message your parents wished me to pass on to you after you had come of age."
Harry stared intently at the portrait. "What is it?" "Your parents left you more than just the money in your vault. They left you many other things. I will not tell you of most of them, as they will be revealed to you later. But there is one item in particular they wished me to tell you the location of where they hid it."
Harry looked at Dumbledore, waiting. Dumbledore smiled at him, then told him what the item in question was, and where his parents had hid it.
"I trust you will know what to do with it," said Dumbledore with a smile. Harry stayed silent. After a moment, he smiled too. He did indeed know what to do with it. And he could wait no longer than he already had.
"Thank you, Professor," Harry said. He and Dumbledore again exchanged smiles, then Harry turned and left the office, and headed towards his old bed in Gryffindor tower.
(23 hours later)
Harry stirred in his bed. Then, he opened his eyes and sat up. Looking around the dormitory, it looked like it was lit the exact same as when he fell asleep. Getting up and going to a window, Harry saw the sun was in the same position as when he fell asleep. Either he had slept for a few minutes, and he had slept for a full day.
Taking a moment to wipe off his face, Harry hurried downstairs into the common room. It was surprisingly empty. The only person he saw was Parvarti Patil, who was sitting on a couch, looking into the fire.
Harry walked up to the couch and cleared his throat. Parvarti turned her head to look at him, then smiled. "You're alive," she said with a smile, "You've been sleeping for a whole day."
Harry shook his head. That explained why he felt so well-rested. "I must have been really tired," he said. Parvarti smiled. "Ron and Hermione said nobody was allowed to go and disturb you. They guarded the staircase to the dormitory until a few hours ago when they decided they wanted some alone time," Parvarti said with a small smile before she continued, "I've been watching the stairs since then. Neville was supposed to be helping me. But he ran off somewhere a while ago."
Harry smiled. "Thanks," he said. Parvarti smiled back. "Of course," she said. She then patted the couch cushion beside her and said, "Come on. Sit down." Harry took up her offer. When he sat down, though, his chest twinged with discomfort. His face showed his discomfort, and Parvarti noticed. "Are you okay?" she asked. "Mostly," Harry responded, "But my chest still hurts."
"Is that where the curse hit you?" Parvarti asked. "Yes," Harry responded. "Is it really bad?" she asked. "I don't know. I haven't looked at it," Harry said. Parvarti raised an eyebrow, as though she couldn't believe he hadn't. In response, Harry reached down and pulled his shirt up so Parvarti could see the spot where the curse had hit.
When Parvarti saw the spot, her eyes got wide, and she gasped. Harry looked down, and was surprised himself. The area around where the curse had hit him had developed a bruise, about the size of a saucer, that was several colors. In the center, in the exact spot where the curse had struck, Harry could just see a scar, exactly like the one on his forehead.
"Wow. That looks really painful," Parvarti said. "It's not that bad," Harry responded, and he lowered his shirt back down.
"You really ought to have Madam Pomfrey look at that," said Parvarti. "No. I'll be fine," said Harry. Parvarti looked skeptical, but she knew better than to argue with Harry about this.
"What's happened while I was out?" Harry asked Parvarti. "Not a whole lot. Some repairs have started. Most of the bodies of dead Death Eaters have been buried in a mass grave in the Forbidden Forest. The bodies of the people who died fighting the Death Eaters have been put in coffins, which have been put in a few classrooms. Professor McGonagall and Kingsley been anounced the plan is to bury them all here at Hogwarts in a special cemetery they're going to build. So far as I know, only one family hasn't agreed to it."
"Good," said Harry, "They deserve to be buried here." Parvarti nodded. "Is Lavender okay?" Harry asked, "Or is she…"
"She's alive. Barely. She's going to affected by what Greyback did, but she should live," said Parvarti.
Harry nodded. They stayed silent for a little while. Then, Harry asked, "Is there anything else that's happened I ought to know?" "Not really," said Parvarti, "The centaurs have accepted Firenze back into their herd. Also, Hagrid left with Grawp to take the few remaining giants from Voldemort's army back to where they came from."
Harry nodded. They stayed silent again for a few moments, before Harry said, "Well, I'd best be going. I have other people I need to see." Parvarti smiled at him. "Of course. I will see you later. I'm so glad you're alright."
"Thanks," said Harry with a smile. He and Parvarti embraced for a few seconds. As they separated, Parvarti looked him right in the eyes. "Remember, if you ever need someone, I'm here for you." Harry smiled. "Thank you, Parvarti," he said, "I'll see you later." With that, he turned and walked out of the common room.
As he walked down the stairs towards the Great Hall, he could see evidence of the battle. Cracked walls, pieces of debris everywhere, and, in two different places, blood stains. He also passed a few people who were starting repairs.
When he reached the entrance hall, he saw Neville sitting on a pile of rubble. Luna was sitting next to him. They were looking at each other and talking quietly. Harry smiled as he walked up to them.
Luna noticed him and spoke first. "Hello, Harry." Neville looked up at him too. WIth a grin, he said, "Glad to see you're doing alright. I trust you slept alright?"
Harry smirked. "And I hear that you were supposed to help Parvarti stop anyone from coming into my dormitory, but ditched her." Neville looked a little sheepish. "Umm, I got distracted."
"By a certain blonde girl who might be sitting next to you," Harry inquired. Neville went red. Luckily, Luna came to his rescue. "Perhaps. But, I was supposed to tell you that the Weasleys are waiting for you in the Great Hall."
"Thank you," said Harry. "I'm glad that you're alright," said Luna smiling. Harry smiled back, then walked into the Great Hall.
He scanned the hall. People were spread out, sitting at whatever table they wanted. House elves were actually serving them instead of just sending it up from the kitchens.
It didn't take long for Harry to locate the Weasleys. They were sitting at the head of the Gryffindor table. Harry also noticed Hermione was with them. He simultaneously noticed George and Ginny were missing.
Taking a deep breath, Harry started walking up the aisle between tables towards where the Weasleys sat. He made it about halfway there when Fleur spotted him. She beamed at him and called out, "Harry!" The whole Weasley family looked up and stared straight at him for a few moments.
Harry would later say that a pack of charging Weasleys could be very intimidating. After they had stared at him for a moment, they had all leaped to their feet and ran at him, Mrs. Weasley in the lead. Harry almost jumped backward away from them, but he managed to keep himself rooted where he was.
At least, until Mrs. Weasley hit him. She reached him and threw her arms around him and nearly knocked him off his feet. "Oh, Harry!" she pretty much shouted, "I'm so glad that you're okay. I don't know what I would've done if I'd lost another son."
"Mrs. Weasley," Harry started, but she cut him off. "It's Molly, Harry. And, before you say it, yes, you are like my seventh son." Harry just smiled and wrapped his arms around her.
It took a few moments before Mrs. Weasley would let go. And as soon as she did, everyone else was hugging him. Even Percy. Percy tried to just shake Harry's hand, but gave in and embraced him too.
Before long, every Weasley present except Ron had hugged him. As Harry turned to embrace Ron, he was caught off guard when Ron threw his arms around Harry first. The friends just stayed hugging each other for a few moments, before they separated. They just looked at each other for a moment, then Ron said, "Glad you're feeling better, mate."
Harry nodded. Then, of course, he and Hermione had to give each other a hug. But, theirs was not terribly long. Hermione simply gave him a brief hug, then said, "I'm so happy you're feeling better."
Harry smiled, then pointed between Ron and Hermione and said, "So, you two are definitely a thing now?"
The two blushed a little as they looked at each other. In the background, Fleur sighed a little bit, and Bill pretended to wolf-whistle. Harry almost cracked up at that. It took Ron a few more moments before he was able to respond, "Yeah, I guess so." He then beamed at Hermione, who smiled back.
Harry looked around at the rest of the family. "Where's George?" he asked. Everyone looked around at everyone else before Bill said, "He went off somewhere. He said he needed some time alone to think and cope with...you know. He did say he wanted to talk to you after you woke up." Harry felt a little surprised, but he just nodded.
"And Ginny?" he asked. Even the mention of her name sent his heart fluttering. He wanted her back so bad. He loved her so much.
More glances between the Weasleys. This time, they genuinely looked encomfortable, like they didn't know what to say. Eventually, Fleur spoke up. "Harry, she's-" She paused, unsure how to proceed. Then, she continued, "Well, she's not feeling her best. We haven't seen her all day."
Then, Percy spoke up. "She was feeling very down yesterday afternoon and evening. She tried to sneak up to see you, but Ron and Hermione stopped her." Both Ron and Hermione shuddered a little bit. Harry could only guess how angry Ginny had been at them.
"I could hear her from outside the Gryffindor Common Room and down the corridor," said Percy. "I managed to cast Mufliato just in time," said Hermione, "If I hadn't, she would've woken you up for sure."
Hermione paused for a moment, then went on. "The last I saw her, she was feeling very down. But, I could tell she really wanted to see you."
Harry just stood there. If she was feeling this bad, why hadn't they woken him up? He could've helped her.
"We wanted to let you sleep, so that's why we didn't wake you up because of this," said Hermione, as if she'd read his mind.
Fleur then spoke up again. "You ought to go see her Harry. She might feel better if she sees you." "If she doesn't get super angry at you," said Charlie, "If that happens, you might get lucky to get just a Bat-Bogey Hex cast on you."
Mr. Weasley looked at Charlie sternly before he said, "Go find her, Harry." Harry nodded, then turned and walked out of the Great Hall. As he walked away, Ron started after him, as if to follow him and watch what Harry did when he found Ginny, but Hermione grabbed his hand and squeezed. Without even looking at her, Ron knew she was saying, "Don't even think about it."
As he walked out of the Great Hall, and started off to find Ginny, Harry thought to himself, I hope she is not too angry with me. Without her in my life, i don't know what I'll do.
A thought from the previous day returned to him, and he nodded to himself. He had to get her back. He took off into a run, running through the castle and out into the grounds, looking for the love of his life.
Sorry, but that's where we're stopping.
Next chapter will feature Harry and Ginny's reunion. And no, Ginny will not hex him into oblivion or send him to the hospital. But I'm not gonna promise she won't be angry. It will be up tomorrow or Saturday.
I've got nothing more to say now, except to ask you to please review, and to wish you a good summer.
Raptor2216 out.
