Harry Potter and the Source Beyond Might and Magic
Chapter Nine
The Source of Jokes
Harry Potter's eyes were closed softly as he laid within the large garden of the Burrow on top a grassy hill, quite far from the house with the bright sun bathing him in light, his head resting in his folded round hands. Ginny Weasley could feel a soft breeze gently caressing her milky skin as she momentarily watched him, keeping out of his light. His raven black hair was in neat disarray, and sway with the wind in places but not much.
Harry only wore some khaki shorts that would hang down to his knees, along with a loose-fitting white tee shirt that unsurprisingly didn't hide his powerful muscles very well. He wore white running shoes with silvery laces tied loosely onto his feet, and she could just about see the white ankle socks.
Ginny smiled at Harry with love and adoration, and licked her lips a little. It was nice to have Harry home finally, but she kind of wished she could have kept Amanda too. Amanda was more fun than Hermione in that playful was, and – well – other things. Ginny was sure Amanda would be broken for any other guy after their little romp at her place. Ginny wasn't normally like that, but she had been separated from Harry for too long, and she had wanted to try it ever since she heard about the incident with that auror and healer, and then those fairies and pixies.
However, fantasy of threesomes with other girls aside, Harry was the love of her life. Harry was her most important person. She used her right hand to brush a stray curl of deep red hair from her chocolate brown eyes as she lowered herself down next to him, quietly making sure not to tangle her flowing blue summer dress as she sat watching him. She was bare foot as the grass was nice on her toes. Ginny lowered her self all the way until she was lying next to Harry and turning on her side. She soon snuggled up to him with one hand coming to rest on his abs with her cheek resting on his chest to hear the gentle patter of his heartbeat.
Harry suddenly chuckled lightly and moved his arms, resting his head on the grass he carefully pulled her tighter into himself, as he wrapped his arms around her. His right hand gently gliding through her hair as she closed her eyes, entwining their legs. She felt so very peaceful when she startled as she felt a shade suddenly.
Ginny opened her eyes and smiled as they suddenly had a tinted, yet transparent parasol stuck into the ground above them at a jaunty angle, and shading them from the sun.
"Thanks," Ginny mumbled contently as she closed her eyes again, as she knew that she would burn otherwise because of her pale skin. It would have been annoying and stingy to have Harry rub on the healing moisturiser again. Though, him rubbing the ointment in was a highlight, unfortunately, her skin stinging wasn't that great.
It has been five years since Harry saved Ginny's life deep within the bowls of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, in the Chamber of Secrets. She paused and smiled as that sounded naughty, and Harry's chest moved slightly as she thought that to him. However, it had been Five years since they became friends, and five years since they set each other free… five beautiful years since their very essence began to entwine into a beautiful and intangible knotted mess of whatever The Source was. Oh yes, how magic could be so crazy, but that kind of crazy, they could live with, as it led them to each other, and some upgrades to their magic and bodies, but having each other was the best thing.
'This is sickening!' a voice suddenly hissed within their ears as if through a dark dank tunnel that absorbed sound, or that was how she liked to imagine it when one of the voices was being a dick, but otherwise it was more like a huge Viking feast hall – well, after Harry put that idea in her head it did.
'Oh, do be quiet!' a different voice this time reprimanded the first. However, the first voice was certainly male, this one was female and slightly clearer, and strangely the voice held a gentle and radiant beauty to it, but Ginny was too happily content to care who it was. 'I think it's sweet how much they care for each other.'
'Yeah, well I don't remember asking for your opinion!' he retorted darkly. 'I preferred when they joined the other girl… more fun, huh? Goddess of Love my ass. It should have been Goddess of Sickening!"
The woman made a sound of annoyance before she replied. 'Hades, if you call me that one more time so help me, I'll kill you!' she growled out angrily.
'Aren't you already dead?' the red-haired girl suddenly thought causing the black-haired boy to hold in his snort in laughter, but for a different reason than she would think, as he still needed to sort that out.
'Thank you, Ginevra, for pointing that out to me. I had near forgotten!' she retorted sarcastically while they could hear Hades cackling in the background, just to be a bigger dick than he already was.
The red-haired girl frowned a little at the use of her full name but kept her calm and eyes closed from the sun. 'Um… sorry Aphrodite, I didn't mean to offend you.'
'Hey, did you guys actually want something?' Harry asked suddenly. 'Or did you just want to comment on mine and Ginny's relationship either being sweet or sickening?'
'Oh, you wound me, Harry!' Hades spoke mockingly and they could actually picture him placing his hands over his heart to add to the melodrama. Harry would have rolled his eyes if they were open. 'But if you must know my little wayward wannabe…"
'Ugh, on my name you two are useless!' another voice interrupted angrily, another male, though his voice held a commanding edge to it. 'All you had to do was say, hey the connection is finally complete after five years, and that Ginny is now officially our second Avatar. This is seriously messed up as it is… unheard of… shouldn't be possible, and totally absurd – we are one – not two.'
'Nah, I'll tell you what's absurd,' Harry began with a soft snicker as he filed away that odd insistence that they all sprouted at some point away for later thought. 'Some ghost of the past using his own name as a cuss. That is seriously sad you know?'
'I am Ra, God of the Sun itself!' he retorted proudly. 'I have every right too. People worshipped me, and there are some who still do – probably,' he added the last bit and got quite a lot of sniggering.
'You know I've come to the conclusion that Ra maybe suffering delusions,' Hades suddenly spoke in very unusually thoughtful tone. 'Were you always this big-headed or did that happen sometime after you because a part of The Source, and realised history remembers you as a deity?'
Harry and Ginny sighed tiredly in sync as the voices were slowly sealed out of their way just as Ra and Hades began yet another argument, which nine times out of ten ending up with them trying to outdo one another with the things they achieved while in the world, or what they made up, which unfortunately was a lot of rubbish, and both Harry and Ginny had heard it all before.
"Harry, do you suppose those two will ever get along?" Ginny asked him suddenly, a small thoughtful frown marring her brow as his emerald eyes slowly slid open to look upon his beautiful girlfriend.
"I doubt it," he replied in amusement as he shifted slightly and planted a soft kiss on her forehead. She giggled as he continued. "If they haven't started getting along after all these centuries, I doubt they ever will."
Ginny droopily opened her eyes to look at Harry with a sweet smile spreading to her lips she leaned up slightly and planted a soft kiss on his lips, careful to nibble his bottom lip as she pulled back, pulling it a little before letting go with a little smirk now resting on her lips. Harry had groaned out at the motions, and had to bite his lower lip himself as her hand stroked up and down his chest and stopped back at his abs. Harry shivered a little and shook his head as he stared into his girlfriend's beautiful eye, so full of carnage and mischief.
"Now now sweetness…" Harry reprimanded with a small laugh, his eyes no doubt reflecting his want also, but he often found the strength to let his 'smart' brain do the thinking occasionally. "Your mother and father are displeased with the sleeping arrangements as it is, plus, do you forget you have six 'overprotective' prats for brothers? Well, five as one of them is a wimp."
Ginny pouted sweetly and batted her long eyelashes at him. "Surely you can't be afraid of them. I've heard it from a good 'source' that they are far from a threat to you," she said playfully stroking her fingers in circles around his abs.
Harry mock gasped, not letting her little pun throw his game. "You would have me beat your brothers up. Ginevra Weasley, I thought I would not hear such words from such a sweet and innocent, virtuous young lady like you."
She giggled and poked him in the ribs, which caused him to flinch with laughter. "You git Harry, you always go overboard and make me laugh."
"Well, my dear, I suppose it's a gift from the heavens," he replied with a cheeky grin.
Ginny rolled her eyes as she playfully smacked him in the stomach while he laughed at his own pun (well someone had too, since she didn't get it). Though she found herself laughing too as she pushed herself into a seated position. Harry shook his head as he pushed himself up swiftly to kneel in the grass beside her.
"I wish they would hurry up and get on with this Ministry crap," Harry suddenly said looking frustrated just thinking about it. "Can't they just throw Fudge in jail, and then throw the key out the window into the icy Dementor guarded waters below, so that he doesn't bother anyone again like he did yesterday?"
"They don't like making things that simple," Ginny retorted laughingly. "I wonder what kind of stuff they're going to ask you? It seems pretty pointless if you ask me. They could just drug the arse with truth potion."
Harry laughed. "Yeah, I thought of that one. But they want to do this all above board so he can't find any loopholes, since he's refusing truth potion. I swear our law system has loophole for everything, and I'm not going to hold out too much hope that he'll go to jail, and with these little piggies he has siding with him, who knows what will happen? I bet they even have loopholes for the loopholes. I would hate to be a lawyer. Its so stupid that nobody bothers changing the old and outdated laws, so they can't be used to fight new laws that are somewhat more in line with the era we're living in."
"Yeah, but they all still love tradition and stuff," Ginny agreed. "But you know what they're going to be asking you, don't you?"
Harry smiled as he nodded his head. "A bunch of stupid questions anyone could answer. But because it's me, my testimony is so much more sort after."
They both laughed. "Well, that's the price of fame my love," she answered, giggly, and leaned over giving him a small kiss that was slowly deepening. She was about to slide her arms around his neck and slide onto his lap when the clearing of a throat startled her and she pulled back in surprise.
Harry and Ginny looked up to see one of Ginny's older brothers, his cheeks blushing furiously; strangely it clashed with his ginger hair. He only wore some black everyday robes (like a proper wizard) with horn rimmed glasses, and even though he was flushed with embarrassment about catching his sister initiating a passionate make-out session he still managed to keep his air of pompousness: something they'll have to try and make him loose through teasing.
"Hello, Percy," Ginny greeted him with a smile. "What brings you out into the fresh air? I would have thought that you would have been working on thin bottomed cauldrons, or something else of such great importance. Curse you cheap knock-offs, and your thin bottoms!" she declared to the sky while shaking her fists.
Harry was snickering, enjoying the fact she had spoken in what most people would think was a genuine way. Harry still remembered hearing about Percy's first ever job in the Ministry to write a report about proper cauldron bottom thickness, and him trying to give a lecture about how dangerous thin bottoms could be, which was where the joke came from.
"Are you or my dear brothers going to ever forget that?" Percy asked practically sticking his nose up in the air, though his cheeks had darkened considerably.
"Nah-ah," both Harry and Ginny chimed childishly together, laughing. Percy groaned and seemed to steady himself for some more teasing.
"So, did you need something Wetherby?" asked Ginny after a few moments. She remembers that well. It was what Barty Crouch Senior had called him two years earlier at the Quidditch World Cup.
The worse thing about that though was Percy was blatantly brown-nosing Crouch and still not getting any recognition. It was quite sad thinking back on it. Harry figured that in such a large family as Ginny's, there was always a looser or two. Ginny turned to look at Harry with a small smirk and nodded to his last thought. He had to bite his lower lip to stop from laughing out loud. Percy wasn't a bad guy but nobody liked a suck-up who gloats over the work they're paid to do; it was when you went above and beyond that you get noticed, and it wouldn't hurt to continue educating yourself via classes or asking for training courses, but Percy was a know-it-all that didn't know-it-all, but he would hopefully figure it out eventually.
Percy suddenly gave them a stern look before he shifted into a slightly more dignified manner. "Harry, Ginny… mum has a letter for the pair of you."
'Interesting,' Harry thought to her as she looked to him. 'I guess that's not from the Ministry then. I wonder who could be writing to the pair of us together.'
'I guess we'll have to go in and find out,' she answered giving him a helpless shrug.
"So, we have a letter for the pair of us?" Ginny asked to clarify the situation as she and Harry had not gotten a letter as a couple before. It would be a new experience for the pair of them, and they would both enjoy that.
Percy nodded with a small shrug. "Yes…" he said as he quickly turned around and fled back to the four-storey house.
Harry and Ginny looked at each other and sighed as one before they pulled themselves to their feet and stretching the laziness away.
"That was kind of odd, even for Percy," said Harry with a bewildered frown.
"Hmm, you don't suppose he's been receiving lessons in oddness from the old man?" asked Ginny reasonably.
Harry nodded with a smile. "I suppose anything's possible. He has big ambition, and lack of talent, and Dumbledore seems good at faking it, so who knows? But I really want to read that letter. I'm curious to know who got the honour of sending us our first ever joint letter."
Ginny giggled as she bobbed up and down on her toes in excitement. "I can't wait, come on Harry stop dilly dallying and let's go."
Ginny grinned widely as she grabbed Harry's hand and dragged him off back to the Burrow.
Harry and Ginny finally entered through the back door of the Burrow smiling, though Harry was being pulled along by his girl and she looked back at him as she brought them to a stop and giggled. Harry smiled a little wider and rolled his eyes before they turned their attention to the others in the room. Fred and George were both just calming down from a good laugh they noticed as they looked like they must have popped home to grab some munches, and Percy had reclaimed a seat, sitting as if he owned the universe or something, and Molly was standing at the table staring at them in annoyance.
"Percy says there's a letter here for us," Ginny chimed excitedly looking around for it and spotting the bird her smile grew into a full-fledged grin. "I can't wait to see what it says… but who uses hawks to send mail in this day and age?" she asked in confusion as the bird watched her with pride.
"Well, were you both expecting something?" Molly quickly pressed them for information.
"Only something from the Ministry," Harry answered with a shrug before looking to Ginny. "Are you expecting anything Gin?"
She shook her head. "Nope, though I could do with a new watch. I've had this one for years and its falling to pieces," she said as she gestured an old ratty looking kid's watch with a bunny on it on her left wrist.
Harry looked at it with a frown before he raised his hand towards it with a crafty look in his eyes. "No problem babes I'll sort it…" Ginny glared and slapped his hand away. "Ouch, what was that for?" he asked, bewildered.
Ginny rolled her eyes. "I could have used magic to fix it myself silly. I said I want a NEW one that doesn't have a baby bunny on it."
"I thought you liked bunnies," he replied in amusement. "The way their little noses twitch, and how cute and cuddly they are."
"Oh, but I do Harry, but this is a watch not a real live bunny," she retorted laughingly.
Harry laughed to. "Well if you wanted a new watch why didn't you tell me to buy you one when I was in Diagon Alley yesterday; it is your birthday in a few weeks?"
Ginny blushed and looked down at her feet in embarrassment. "Sorry I forgot too. I only just remembered I was going to give you some subtle hints."
Harry rolled his eyes and laughed before he stroked her cheek, and nudging her to look up at him. "Well, we'll have to see what the… the… Birthday Bunny brings you?" he said trailing off as that sounded so stupid and Ginny wasn't the only one sniggering.
Ginny rolled her eyes while giggling, and she was going to throw herself into Harry's arms when a clearing of a throat interrupted their little back-and-forth.
"Uh-hmm," Molly suddenly cleared her throat again to get their attention as silly little things like this happen all of the time, and they get so wrapped up in their own silly little games that they forget what they were supposed to be doing in the first place. They both blushed slightly as they realised, they had gotten distracted again.
"The letter," she said pointing to the hawk.
Harry and Ginny both chuckled as they turned from each other to the bird and ignored Fred and George as the two were laughing at them, and Percy for the scolding look in his eyes.
The hawk stared at them momentarily before it took a couple of paces towards them, puffing its chest out proudly it allowed Harry to remove the envelope from its leg. It then opened its large wings and breezed up from the table with one flap and within moments was soaring away back out of the window it arrived through. Harry and Ginny looked at each other, puzzled before they shrugged and gave their full attention to the letter.
However, the two of them did a quick double take as they saw the names on the envelope.
"Wow, maybe that hawk can travel through time and arrived here from the future?" Harry suggested mysteriously with a laugh in his words.
Harry and Ginevra Potter
The Burrow
Ottery St. Catchpole,
England
United Kingdom
Earth
Ginny giggled while nodding her head in agreement. "That could be true since we haven't gotten married 'yet'," she said putting enthuses on the last word. It made her mother uncomfortable, something her and Harry took great amusement in. They figured her mother didn't want to see her youngest daughter be the first of seven kids to marry, let alone her only daughter, so talking about it so openly made her squirm, and brightened their day, which was probably why she was giddy to get Bill and his fiancé down that aisle.
"A little on the nose with the address," Ginny suggested. "Maybe whoever wrote this needs to see a mind healer."
Harry laughed. "Well if they do, I'll book some appointments for you, me, and Dumbledore too," he said as the pair laughed along with Fred and George.
"See mum I told you everyone thinks Dumbledore's crazy," said Fred smugly. "If two nut-bars like Harry and Ginny can see it, why can't you?" he asked reasonably while he, his twin, Harry and Ginny laughed harder.
"What do you think, though? Has a nice ring to it… Ginevra Potter?" Harry asked teasingly, mainly to bug her mother.
Molly Weasley was just too easy to mess with. It was probably where Percy and Ron get their 'huh?' ('add bewildered expression') or 'der' genes, not that they thought Molly was stupid, just not knowledgeable enough to just go with the flow, and most times she didn't even notice that she was the butt of teasing. She obviously needed to get out of the house more and meet new people.
"Hmm… it does have a nice ring to it," Ginny agreed reasonably with a nod. "I like it, so I'll be expecting a ring as well as a new watch."
"Ginevra 'WEASLEY'!" her mother suddenly yelled angrily drowning out the snickering from the twins and Harry. Ginny just looked at her mother with an obviously fake expression full of confusion. "There is no need to talk about such things at your age. You're only just turning sixteen next month, and Harry won't even be seventeen for another few days! You're both way-too young to be thinking such things!"
"Mum calm down," interrupted George laughingly. "They were just winding you up."
Molly blushed brightly as she realised George was right and both Harry and Ginny were pulling her leg. She sighed in annoyance. "Well enough about that," she said. "What about that letter?"
'Yes, hurry up and read the freaking thing! It's driving me crazy!'yelled a high voice, which sounded oddly mischievous, and he also sounded highly impatient.
'Indeed, Harry, Ginevra,'another male voice spoke, this time calmly, and with a wisdom and gentleness to his tone. 'I would normally pride myself on disagreeing with mostly everything Loki has to say, but I must agree. The suspense is killing me.'
'Umm… Merlin, I don't think you can die twice, can you?' asked Ginny with a mental frown.
'What is it with you today Ginny, sweetheart. That's twice you've rubbed it in that we're not living beings?'asked a new voice, female this time with a saddened tone.
'I-I'm sorry Kalypso, I wasn't thinking,' Ginny answered quickly but all she got in reply was some giggling. Ginny internally groaned. 'I forgot you like practical jokes as much as me and Harry. But that was mean.'
'Sorry,'she replied though she still giggled and sounded far from sorry. 'But I've got to take what I can get. I had been stuck on a freaking island in the middle of nowhere all alone for most of my life.'
'You always have to bring that up, don't you, Sister?"a male voice suddenly interrupted in annoyance, his voice had a kind of authority, like rolling thunder.
'You're the jerk that sealed me there, 'little' brother,'she retorted spitefully, using the word little for other things besides. Harry and Ginny had to really hold back their laughter else the twins, Percy and Molly would think them even more nuts than they already did.
Zeus growled angrily, but it sounding more like a clap of thunder. 'It was your fault siding with 'father','he spat the last word out in disgust.
'Oh, on my name!' interrupted Hades' snickering. 'Will you two just give it a rest? At least you didn't have-.'
'Were you just now mocking me?' demanded Ra angrily interrupting.
'Yes, he was now shut up all of you!' interrupted Merlin, his voice now firm leaving no room for debate or further argument. 'Now, Harry, Ginny, maybe you could open the letter before they start arguing some more, or you close us off.'
Harry internally shrugged as he turned the letter over to see the wax seal. It was midnight blue and had what looked like a red hawk in the middle. Looking at Ginny, then the hawk seal, then the rest of the four Weasley's in turn, none of them said anything, so Harry tore it open happy to see what might be inside.
Harry unfolded the envelope and pulled out a neatly folded piece of parchment, and after that was unfolded, the envelope was casually tossed onto the table. However, the neatly written letter wasn't the only thing in the envelope. Harry handed Ginny an odd folded piece of cloth that seemed to be torn in places, and have a magic woven through it. She just looked at it for a moment before back to Harry, but he just shrugged so they stood together to silently read the letter, after all it might be prudent to keep its content from anybody else, including Ginny's family.
Dear,
Mr. and Mrs. Potter,
I don't know exactly how to put this so I'm just going to write what comes to mind.
Firstly, I should perhaps tell you my name, which is Igneous Stoola!
I'm not famous and I'm not very powerful, and that's part of the reason why I'm writing to you.
If the elders of my people knew that I was conversing with a human, I would be in a lot of trouble, maybe even banished.
Unfortunately, it would be even worse if they found out that it is a wizard that I am communicating with. My kind is not overly fond of humans, magical or otherwise. Though, they loathe mage and the arrogance your people have shown in the past. My humblest apologies, but sometimes a people cannot just overlook the wrong doings of the past so effortlessly no matter how much we may wish too, especially when those wrongs continue to this day.
I am writing to tell you that an enemy of all is, and has been trying to gain access to our vail, and our small hidden Kingdom, hidden away from humans, and I fear that before long it will have succeeded, and we have nowhere to run, and it will take the sword, and corrupt it with darkness, as it has its people searching out ancient magical artefacts to use against the guardians of this world. It corrupts the corruptible. If its people breaches our protections, I too fear the worst for those who live within the kingdom and her borders.
We are a peaceful people who have long since lost the ability to defend ourselves, seeking knowledge and advancing in warding off potential enemies. We have not had war since we sealed ourselves from other races. I think it was arrogant that we believed our peace could last forever, and that we could live in scholarly pursuits – especially when we guard the sword.
Please, this is where the two of you come in. There are rumours that have travelled even as far as us. We maybe shut-ins, but we still like to keep our ears to the ground, out of that morbid curiosity all creatures seem to have.
We have heard of your exploits, deeds and accomplishments to date, and even our elders have been impressed, but it is still against our codes to ask for the help of magicians. However, I see no future for this kingdom, but more importantly, its people if I do not, so when the time comes, I shall take full responsibilities for my actions, and yours.
From what I have learnt, the two of you are two of the most powerful Magic Users on the planet, and the only two that could help us. That you are both heroes within your world and that neither of you hold any prejudice towards any other people. That you would save the life of a goblin child just as you would a human – please, I truly beg this to be so.
Is it not true that heroes save the day, and protect the weak and innocent?
Unfortunately, my people are both weak and innocent.
That is why I beg for your help. Please I shall forever be at your mercy, and within your dept.
You will find enclosed a map to our location.
If you are as powerful, and good as they say, you should have no difficulty opening and closing an entrance through our cloaking fields and wards.
Yours Sincerely,
Igneous Stoola
P.S. Please don't show anyone else this letter or map. I'm going to be in enough trouble as it is without more wizards than just the two of you coming.
Hopefully I'll be seeing the two of you soon,
Igneous
Molly, Fred, George and Percy all took note of the change in atmosphere within the kitchen as Harry and Ginny seemed to have gone from playful and mischievous to serious, confused, slightly angry, and concerned within seconds. They kept looking over the letter with the occasional glance in each other's directions as if they were having a silent discussion before they suddenly nodded to each other. Ginny handed Harry the cloth back, and he grabbed the envelope from the table and put the cloth and letter back inside before hiding them away in his pocket.
"Well, what was it about?" asked George suddenly, his eyes lingering on the pocket of Harry's shorts. He knew there to be little to no chance of discovering what the letter says now, but he could hope at least.
Harry just shook his head as a smile slowly lit up his face and his emerald eyes started twinkling in imitation of Dumbledore, which pretty much said 'fuck you' (in a nice way).
"Nah-ah, not going to happen, it's private, hasn't anyone taught you any manners?" Harry replied and asked. He would have sworn he heard Mrs. Weasley mutter 'I've tried', but that could have been his mind playing tricks on him.
"Aww, come on guys, pretty pleassseee," begged Fred hopefully.
"NO!" Ginny and Harry said together, their expressions polite and playful but their tones said to drop it or else. The twins gulped as the pair just looked at each other in amusement before they headed out of the door into the main house and out of sight. Though, that didn't help the fact that the four in the kitchen were still very curious to know about the content of the letter.
"Mum, can't you just force them to show us what's in the letter?" George asked quickly, his curiosity getting the better of his common sense.
"No, I cannot," she retorted automatically glaring at both twins because if one said it, she figured the other was thinking of doing so too. "Even if I wanted to, it's their business not yours or mine, so keep your mischief making noses out… understand?"
The twins both nodded frantically and quickly hurried from the room before they were punished like children. Though, technically they were adults, while still living at home it didn't exempt them from being forced to do some gruelling tasks because they pulled a prank or something. Anyway, they should be heading back to work, as they needed to let their employees have a break.
Molly Weasley shook her head with a sigh as she left the table and began washing the dishes with a few waves of her wand, mildly wondering when Ron would get up and arrive, demanding some kind of breakfast, as it was approaching two in the afternoon, but he had completed his homework, so she didn't mind.
Truth about all this letter business was that it was driving her crazy not knowing. She doubted she would last much longer if she didn't speak to Dumbledore about it soon. She was sure she could get him to persuade them to let her see it.
Yep, and Ra's the delusional one.
Harry and Ginny were sitting in their room either edge of their large king-sized bed looking down at the cloth, now spread out for them to see the map of some kind of small island with cliffs, waterfall, a couple of villages, and in the centre a huge palace, and what to humans would be a small town, but was likely their city. However, what made the island unusual was that it was in the middle of the Amazon seemingly a mile in the air, just floating there.
"Wow," Ginny breathed out in wonder. "Would you look at those lake beaches. If this isn't exaggerating, it seems pretty nice. Hey Harry do you think we can go here on vacation some time?" she asked hopefully.
Harry was about to answer when a voice in their minds interrupted. 'Hey, be reasonable. Remember the girl who had been trapped on a small island for most of her life, all alone?'
'Oh, please do be quite beautiful, I can't stand to see such a pretty thing like you looking so down,'another woman spoke sweetly, comfortingly, and soothing.'Look, this island is a floating island. It's totally different. You don't hear me complaining constantly just because the only thing I could keep inside that stupid box was hope, and I only managed that because hope was obviously too lazy to join everything else on the outside. And why oh why do they keep referring to me when somebody does something impossibly stupid. And could someone tell those historian idiots that is wasn't actually a box but it was kind of a jar thing.'
'Yeah, that will sound good, Pandoras Jar "Thingy", and who says you don't complain?' Aphrodite commented laughingly. 'And stop trying to take advantage of poor Klips. If she swings your way, whatever that way is, she'll want a real woman, not an immature little girl like you.'
'So, what if I retained my seventeen-year-old self, you're just jealous,'Pandora retorted stubbornly. 'I'm much older than you. Anyway, Klips has kept her younger form too, she looks like she could be fifteen, and super-hot.'
'Err, I think I'm sixteen actually,' Kalypso said suddenly sounding confused and embarrassed.
"Dang, now they're arguing about how young they are," Harry said chuckling while Ginny giggled. "Well for your information, you're all freaking old compared to us."
Harry and Ginny both laughed as loads of voices started protesting while others joined in the laugh before Harry and Ginny cut them off for a little peace and quiet, and in good time too as a large grey barn owl flew into their room and landed on the bed side table proudly. It held out its leg for Harry to take his letter, which he quickly did, and watched the owl flying away out of the window.
Harry looked down at the letter, a huge grin spreading to his lips. It was stamped just where a muggle would place their postage stamp.
Ministry of Magic,
Wizengamot
Though the name and address was located in the centre as usual.
Mr. Harry James Potter
The Burrow
Ottery St. Catchpole
England
"Wow, I thought these jokers were going to leave me hanging all year," Harry said jokingly as he opened the letter. "I swear I would have just gone and gotten rid of Fudge myself. I could have dropped him in the middle of the Sahara as his punishment, and if he managed to get home, he would have earned the right to stay out of jail, and if he died, the universe obviously hated him."
"That's cold, Harry," Ginny replied.
"Nah-ah," he answered cheekily. "It would be cold if I dropped him off on a glacier in Antarctica," he told her smugly.
Ginny rolled her eyes while laughing. "You idiot, just get on with the letter."
"Yes ma'am," he agreed mock saluting her before he unfold the letter and had a look.
"Dear,
Mr. Potter,
"I am writing to inform you that on the below date, there shall be a hearing, against the Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge, regarding misconduct during the previous year…"
Harry groaned as he read the letter out loud, and skimmed the unimportant things before finishing off.
"Sorry for the inconvenient lack of forewarning as certain people have been making things difficult within the Prosecution Department.
Yours,
Head of Magical Law Enforcement,
Amelia Bones"
"Wow. That's kind of annoying," Ginny commented. "But at least you have something interesting to keep you occupied tomorrow, and now my connection has completed, we'll be able to keep in contact at further distance now, so, don't bother me with any of their crap unless it's really, funny, deal?"
Harry chuckled and shook his head. "Well, it wasn't like we planned anything out, and we can't just run off to the flying island right now – or any time soon, hopefully that can wait."
'Well, that is unfortunate timing,' interrupted Loki.
Harry just rolled his eyes and looked over at Ginny with a smile. "I was hoping you were coming with me?"
Ginny gave Harry a helpless smile. "Sorry lover boy but I'm busy tomorrow remember?"
"Oh yeah, that's tomorrow?" he mumbled while she nodded. "You're still organising that stupid birthday party, aren't you?" he responded with a lost look as his gaze travelled over her.
Ginny stuck out her tongue childishly. "Of course, I am lover boy. I have to get everything ready and invite some more people and check to see who's sent back a card saying they can or can't come. It will be the most awesome birthday you'll have ever had - probably."
"Okay, okay, so who do you know is coming for certain so far?" he asked out of curiosity.
"Hmm…" she mumbled in thought. "Well, the whole of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, as well as your whole year except the Slytherins," she giggled as Harry rolled his eyes. "Oh, but Blaize said she can make it too, so she'll be your only Slytherin guest, as she swings every which way as Slytherins go – apparently tried to get Daphne and Tracey to come too, but they're a little stubborn, and with everything; their families are a bit too connected to the dark, but thankfully still considered neutral, so I guess they want to remain that way," Ginny said with a thoughtful shrug.
"Oh yeah, your biggest fans will be coming too," Ginny giggled as he groaned shaking his head. "But they'll be bringing Amanda with them now, as I'll sneak over there tomorrow to make sure she can come. But I wanted to ask you something – are you sure she's not a witch because I can sense… well, magic?"
Harry shrugged thoughtfully. "Don't worry about that for now, I've been looking into it," he said in worry. "I've noticed other people here and there too who seem to have magic who shouldn't. I really wouldn't put anything passed the ministry, and especially some of the people running it, like these little piggies of Fudge's, and why they seem so desperate to keep him in office over someone like Amelia taking over temporarily until a new election can be called with new candidates for minister."
Ginny nodded thoughtfully. "Likely trying to save their own butts from someone who doesn't take a stack of cash to look away looking at them too much. Let's just hope that it won't be a problem for much longer," she said teasingly.
"Yeah," he agreed with wild eyes as he pulled Ginny into his arms. Ginny yelped in surprise before they both fell down onto their bed with Harry on top of Ginny facing her smugly, his eyes full of wanton need, the map now knocked to the floor and forgotten as the room sealed with the strange blue energy, and wards secured the door, windows, and walls, and disrupted stupid little charms that could detect naughty goings on.
Harry smirked as Ginny gave him a sly smile while the blue energy faded away. He leaned down and met with her lips eager to touch his. His hands moved from either side of her to gain access to her body, squeezing her breasts through her dress as her legs moved to push against his stiffening crutch.
Harry and Ginny were considered a good boy and girl; it was only a shame that nobody asked for their opinion on the subject of which they know a great deal more, plus; they needed to have some fun while they had a few hours spare.
to be continued…
