Harry Potter. After Book Seven
As told through the eyes of Molly Weasley, in a teachers classroom, in Hogwarts.
Thank you for your reviews, even the flamers, I know you are sensitive about Harry, but I prefer the bad guys and Ron really ;-) However, here is the rational explanation, and I hope you enjoy reading it, as I have done reading your lovely reviews and writing this fan fiction.
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"Ron dear!" Molly Weasley yelped, her knitting falling onto the sheepskin rug in front of the raging fire. "You gave me such a fright!" Ron grinned at his mother, and leaned over to give his aging mother a warm hug.
"I heard a rumour, that you went up to Hogwarts to tell the first years a rather controversial story about, Harry." Ron said 'Harry' bluntly, without any meaning, full of cold hatred that has bubbled up through the years.
"Well, rumours are true Ron. Who told you? Lara?" Molly leaned over to Ron who had now sat himself on a squishy armchair.
"Yeah, she Owled me to say that these First years were running around the school screaming 'Harry Potter is a twisted bastard' and they lost 50 points each from each of their houses. Lara said, she had never seen such atrocities in Hogwarts, ever."
"Takes after her mother, that 'un." Molly chuckled and started to knit again. "Prefect now, but this time next year, I'll bet you twelve dragon heartstrings that she'll be Head Girl!"
"'Course she will, I'm her father!" Ron winked at his mother. "Damn, sorry Mum, I have to go, I forgot! I was meeting Dumbledore for Dinner! Sorry Mum, bye!" Ron bit his lip, stood up and Apprated out of sight.
"Sometimes I wish he weren't so forgetful…" Molly muttered to herself, still knitting socks for Percy's baby girl, Constance Weasley.
Alone in her large house in Hogsmead, Molly felt a tear slip down her face. Even though her children were so successful, and could buy anything, they wanted, Molly was alone, Arthur worked long hours. Molly decided she would go back to Hogwarts and tell the tale of Harry Potter in full to those first years.
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"Welcome back Mrs Weasley." Professor Binns droned, nonetheless the class was rapt with attention, like the other lesson, two weeks ago.
"Does anybody want to ask a question before I start?" No one, except Calpurnia Finch, put his or her hands in the air. "Yes, you."
"Why did Harry Potter go bad?" Calpurnia asked, and a sly grin fell on Molly's face.
"Write this down kids. I have a story to tell." Gasps filled Molly's ears, and excited smiles filled her eyes.
"If you will Mrs Weasley?" Binns said, floating beside her, with a frown upon this transparent face.
"In 1997, Harry left Hogwarts, a wonderful lad, full of hopes and dreams, like his best friends Ron and Hermione, who later married and became the Ministers for Magic, the succeeded, yes, Harry succeeded, but, lets call him the Gilderoy Lockhart of the 21st Century.
"About a year after he received a job at the Ministry, Harry's life took an unexpected turn; he had a silly argument with Ron and Hermione, and he decided that it were best not to speak to them ever, again. Thus, the trio ended. No more Harry, Ron and Hermione…
"With his friends gone, Harry needed something to sooth his deepening depression. The British Magical Tabloid Press, it was his only way out of debt, and failure. Therefore, he headed straight to Rita Skeeter.
"Skeeter was a good Journalist, and knew how to make Harry sound amazing, even though he started to find the wonders of alcohol, and loved the sweet sent of Whiskey on a Monday morn' to get him started, ready as his new career as…as…. well, we weren't quite sure, we still don't know, I think he just went to parties, got drunk, slept with women, became a father, and lost his mind.
"It's a bad thing when someone as wonderful as Harry Potter goes bad. It is terrible, I wish it never happened. Oh, how I wish! How we all wish children… We want the real Harry Potter back, not some drunken lad!" A tear slipped down Molly's face, she swept it away quickly with a floral handkerchief. "Sorry." Sniffed Molly.
Molly looked up at the class with wet eyes, and the whole class sighed, and looked at their parchments with rough notes scribbled down, not a single person said a word, they were into much shock.
"Well, thank you Mrs Weasley, you better be going, I guess." Said Binns, breaking the stiff silence.
"Ah yes, so, goodbye children. Good-bye Professor." Molly waved, and walked out the room, not saying a thing, she just sniffed, and left Hogwarts, once again…
Author's NoteHate it like it? Agh, I do not care, just review it J And thank you those who do think this was good, and no, I don't like Harry, not one bit… Or the Pottermania, hence the story…
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