It has been two years since Harry Potter graduated from Hogwarts, and a
year since Voldemort has taken over. Virginia Weasley hasn't been in
contact with anyone, and when she gets worried she returns to find
something she never expected. Well, read to find out.
Happy Reading! Love from, ~*Padfoot's Gal*~ ^_^
Ginny Weasley pulled her too-big robes tighter around her body, iqnoring the bitter cold that was biting at her un-gloved hands, thinking only of concealing herself from them, praying that none of her vibrant read hair that trademarked her as a Weasley would slip out from underneath her hood.
It had been nearly a year since she had graduated from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Nearly a year since she had seen any one member of her family. Terror had been wreaked upon the wizarding world. Voldemort had indeed come back, as Fudge had protested against till his dying day when Voldemort himself had killed him and proclaimed himself, not Minister of Magic, but the Emperor of the Wizarding World. Harry Potter was in hiding, where, no one knew. Her family had been hiding since before she had graduated. Once school was out, Dumbledore removed her to a small, rural town in the United States. Even then, she and her family member had still kept contact by mail, never losing touch, up until three weeks ago. That was why she was here now, walking down the deserted streets of Hogsmeade, trying her best to keep in the shadows. She knew that there was a number on her head. Anyone who hd been close to Harry Potter at Hogwarts did. But, unfortunately, the price for a Weasley was higher.
She had to get there. She stopped. In the dark shadow of the building that had once been alive and thriving, to peer out into the darkness. Seeing no one, she sighed and stepped out into the street from hte alleyway. She had to reach Dumbledore. It took quite awhile to walk across the wide street. She paused again on the other side of the road, hidden in the shadows of the edge of the Forbidden Forest, and looked back at the deserted town of Hogsmeade. The sight of it brought tears to her eyes. She began to turn but stopped, thinking she had seen something. Not only something, but she was distinctly aware of hearing a swhish of a cloak. Her eyes grew wide. Who was here? She began walking along the edge of the forest, going the opposite direction she had intended, not wanting to lead the person towards the Light headquarters. Only a select few knew where it was....A snapped twig pulled her from her thoughts. Turning around she saw nobody, but felt an eerie presence about her.
She Began to jog. Trying to get away from there as fast as she could. Another snapped twig told her that whoever was following her wasn't far behind. She broke into a sprint and heard the heavy pounding of someones footsteps behind her, but when she looked back she saw no one there. This only gave her more ideas of who it could be. She should have been watching where she was running. She tripped over a root in the ground. Her head was spinning, and so was the world around her. Right before she was about to pull herself up she heard a voice scream "Stupefy!" and blackness engulfed her.
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Harry Potter dragged the body of a death eater through the forest, not caring when its head hit several treee roots. This was how it had been for nearly two years now. Hiding from everyone, and capturing anyone who came near to him. He had a disguise of course, but it was dangerous. Even if you found out the person was no threat to you, you at least took precautions. Ever since he had graduated two years ago from Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry, this was what he had been doing. Hiding and helping Professor Dumbledore. Albus he chided himself silently, remembering that there no longer was a Hogwarts. The thought but a bitter taste in his mouth. He finally approached a clearing in the very heart of the forest and muttered an incantation. The third tree on the left opened up a large hole at the base of its trunk, allowing enough room for one to enter at a time. He dragged the body over to the hole and pushed it in, hearing it hit the ground with a loud 'thud'. He silently climbed in after it and began dragging it down the dark, dirt corridor, hearing the tree trunk close silently behind him. After going through a series of elaborate tunnels, he found himself in front of a mirror. Not just any mirror. But the grandest mirror of them all. The Mirror of Erised. He put his hand on the glass and walked through, dragging the body behind him. The Mirror was probably Dumbledore's most brilliant ideas. since the mirror showed your hearts desire, and right about now everyone on the light side wanted this to be over, to have peace throughout the magical world, Dumbledore had enchanted it to only allow people who want peace to pass through it. And that was all Harry wanted. Peace.
He walked past a few people, all of them staring at the body he was dragging. He kept walking finally reaching the end of the 2nd corridor. An elaborate door marked Dumbledore's office. He pushed the door open and walked in. The age old Professore was sitting behind his desk, looking up as he came in. His eyes widened slightly as he saw the body Harry was dragging.
"Well, well Harry. And what do we have here?" Dumbledore asked coming around from his desk. Harry summoned a chair and ropes and bound the Death Eater to the chair, sliding its wand into his pocket.
"A Death Eater that i found heading towards headquarters, but I think it heard me, because all of a sudden it just turned and walked in the opposite direction. So, I stunned it and dragged it back here. We havent heard any information lately, so I assumed that after we have our information we can throw it in a cell." Harry replied, his face hard.
"Well, lets just see who this is." Dumbledore strode over to the Death Eater, pulled its head that was lying on its chest up, and pulling the hood of the cloak off. From where harry was standing he couldn't see who it was. "Harry! Go immediately and fetch Madam Pomfrey! Quickly!" Harry was shocked to hear the urgency in Dumbledore's voice and quickly hurried out of the room down to the Hospital.
"Madam Pomfrey! Quick! Dumbledore needs you!" he shouted as soon as he burst through the doors. Seeing him panic Madam Pomfrey hurried after him. harry and Madam Pomfrey entered Dumbledore's office to find the old man bent over the body of the Death Eater. "Dumbledore! What's wrong?!" Harry asked after Madam Pomfrey saw who it was a dn gasped.
"Poppy, fix her up as best as you can here. While I talk to Harry." Madam Pomfrey wasn't listening, she was alreading mending the girl's ravaged body. Dumbledore led Harry out of his office and into his study. "Harry do you know who that was?" Harry shook his head. "Do you mean to tell me that you didn't even bother to find out who it was you stunned and dragged halfway through the forest?!" Harry cringed, never before hearing the ancient man yell. He was deeply ashamed.
"No sir. I saw the black cloak...and the hood was down...." Harry stuttered, "and....I just assumed..." he trailed off, not knowing what to say to him. Dumbledore looked at him, no longer angry, just slightly dissapointed.
"First of all never assume Harry. It could be the number one thing that could lead you into any trap that Voldemort may lay for you. This could have been anybody. This could have been a trap. You must never attack unless you know exactly who you are attacking, and how may they may have with them. These are dark and dangerous times Harry. You know that. I just thought that you knew better than to do this. This could have jeopordized our people here Harry. I know you meant well, but always know Harry. At least try to know. You are very fortunate that it was nobody dangerous. Very fortunate." Harry's head had been bowed the entire time, ashamed of himself and his foolish actions. How could he have been such an idiot as to endanger everybody like that? Then a thought occured to him. It wasn't somebody dangerous?
"Dumbledore, who was it?" Harry's voice quavered. Who was the innocent person who he had stupidly decided to drag two miles through tangles of woods. He felt absolutely horrible.
"Virginia Weasley" Harry's head snapped up. Ginny? What in gods name was she thinking walking around here like that? It was dangerous. You never knew who was walking around these days.
"Oh my god, I'm an idiot" Harry mumbled, putting his head in his hand. dumbledore smiled. "If Ron or the twins ever find out, I'm dead."
"I highly doubt that the Weasley boys would be angry with you for bringer her back here. And Harry, you are not an idiot. Why don't we go check on Ms. Weasleys condition." Dumbledore smiled down at Harry. Within the past couple years he had grown to care for him as a son. They walked down to the Hospital wing.
Walking into the room always brought back memories for Harry. Nearly everything in the room was from Hogwarts before Voldemort had taken over there. It was obvious that he was no longer afraid of Dumbledore. Everytime....he thought sadly. Dumbledore led him over to the bed farthest away from the rest. Harry could hear the light sound of someone sleeping. Dumbledore pulled back the curtains to reveal the eighteen year old face of Ginny Weasley. It had been nearly two years since he had last seen her. She looked so different, so mature, no longer the little Ginny Weasley he once knew. He was definately shocked.
Madam Pomfrey hurried over to them. "Out! You will wake my patient!" she schreeched at the duo. harry thought her screeching at them had probably already woken Ginny. "This girl needs rest! Now shoo!"
"Poppy, all we were wanting to know was how she was doing. You can get back to her the minute anything goes wrong." Madam Pomfrey sighed and consented.
"Ms. Weasley just had a few bruises and cuts, most were rather deep. The state of her robes was absolutely horrifying! what had happened to her?" At these words Harry looked down at his shoes as if they held the secret of the universe.
"A mistake Poppy, a simple mistake, that will never happen again. right Harry?" Harry's head snapped up.
"Yes, Sir." Harry said, still not looking up from his shoes.
"Well Poppy, it seems that Ms. Weasley will be fine. But in the meantime I would like someone to sit with her, in case she wakes up." Dumbledore held up his hand as Madam Pomfrey was about to protest. "He will not disturb Ms. Weasley in the least will you, Mr. Potter?"
"No, Sir" Harry replied, beginning to walk away. He stopped dead, "Me?! Dumbledore, surely someone else should be doing this?" Harry was speechless. Him be there when Ginny woke up? He was the one who put her in there in the first place!
"Yes, Mr. Potter. After all, you are the person who was closest to her at school. She would most undoubtedly feel better waking up and seeing someone she knew, and not a complete stranger. Don't you agree?" Harry could only nod his head and pull up a chair next to her bed. He sat down heavily and did the only thing there was to do in the Hospital Wing when you weren't injured. Watch people sleep. 'What a fun activity' Harry thought wryly.
Harry forced himself to stop complaining. After all, it was because of his stupidity that she was in here in the first place. Eventually, an hour later, Harry fell asleep.
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Well, here's the First Chapter. I'll post more soon. Review if you want. Have a happy day! ^_^
Happy Reading! Love from, ~*Padfoot's Gal*~ ^_^
Ginny Weasley pulled her too-big robes tighter around her body, iqnoring the bitter cold that was biting at her un-gloved hands, thinking only of concealing herself from them, praying that none of her vibrant read hair that trademarked her as a Weasley would slip out from underneath her hood.
It had been nearly a year since she had graduated from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Nearly a year since she had seen any one member of her family. Terror had been wreaked upon the wizarding world. Voldemort had indeed come back, as Fudge had protested against till his dying day when Voldemort himself had killed him and proclaimed himself, not Minister of Magic, but the Emperor of the Wizarding World. Harry Potter was in hiding, where, no one knew. Her family had been hiding since before she had graduated. Once school was out, Dumbledore removed her to a small, rural town in the United States. Even then, she and her family member had still kept contact by mail, never losing touch, up until three weeks ago. That was why she was here now, walking down the deserted streets of Hogsmeade, trying her best to keep in the shadows. She knew that there was a number on her head. Anyone who hd been close to Harry Potter at Hogwarts did. But, unfortunately, the price for a Weasley was higher.
She had to get there. She stopped. In the dark shadow of the building that had once been alive and thriving, to peer out into the darkness. Seeing no one, she sighed and stepped out into the street from hte alleyway. She had to reach Dumbledore. It took quite awhile to walk across the wide street. She paused again on the other side of the road, hidden in the shadows of the edge of the Forbidden Forest, and looked back at the deserted town of Hogsmeade. The sight of it brought tears to her eyes. She began to turn but stopped, thinking she had seen something. Not only something, but she was distinctly aware of hearing a swhish of a cloak. Her eyes grew wide. Who was here? She began walking along the edge of the forest, going the opposite direction she had intended, not wanting to lead the person towards the Light headquarters. Only a select few knew where it was....A snapped twig pulled her from her thoughts. Turning around she saw nobody, but felt an eerie presence about her.
She Began to jog. Trying to get away from there as fast as she could. Another snapped twig told her that whoever was following her wasn't far behind. She broke into a sprint and heard the heavy pounding of someones footsteps behind her, but when she looked back she saw no one there. This only gave her more ideas of who it could be. She should have been watching where she was running. She tripped over a root in the ground. Her head was spinning, and so was the world around her. Right before she was about to pull herself up she heard a voice scream "Stupefy!" and blackness engulfed her.
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Harry Potter dragged the body of a death eater through the forest, not caring when its head hit several treee roots. This was how it had been for nearly two years now. Hiding from everyone, and capturing anyone who came near to him. He had a disguise of course, but it was dangerous. Even if you found out the person was no threat to you, you at least took precautions. Ever since he had graduated two years ago from Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry, this was what he had been doing. Hiding and helping Professor Dumbledore. Albus he chided himself silently, remembering that there no longer was a Hogwarts. The thought but a bitter taste in his mouth. He finally approached a clearing in the very heart of the forest and muttered an incantation. The third tree on the left opened up a large hole at the base of its trunk, allowing enough room for one to enter at a time. He dragged the body over to the hole and pushed it in, hearing it hit the ground with a loud 'thud'. He silently climbed in after it and began dragging it down the dark, dirt corridor, hearing the tree trunk close silently behind him. After going through a series of elaborate tunnels, he found himself in front of a mirror. Not just any mirror. But the grandest mirror of them all. The Mirror of Erised. He put his hand on the glass and walked through, dragging the body behind him. The Mirror was probably Dumbledore's most brilliant ideas. since the mirror showed your hearts desire, and right about now everyone on the light side wanted this to be over, to have peace throughout the magical world, Dumbledore had enchanted it to only allow people who want peace to pass through it. And that was all Harry wanted. Peace.
He walked past a few people, all of them staring at the body he was dragging. He kept walking finally reaching the end of the 2nd corridor. An elaborate door marked Dumbledore's office. He pushed the door open and walked in. The age old Professore was sitting behind his desk, looking up as he came in. His eyes widened slightly as he saw the body Harry was dragging.
"Well, well Harry. And what do we have here?" Dumbledore asked coming around from his desk. Harry summoned a chair and ropes and bound the Death Eater to the chair, sliding its wand into his pocket.
"A Death Eater that i found heading towards headquarters, but I think it heard me, because all of a sudden it just turned and walked in the opposite direction. So, I stunned it and dragged it back here. We havent heard any information lately, so I assumed that after we have our information we can throw it in a cell." Harry replied, his face hard.
"Well, lets just see who this is." Dumbledore strode over to the Death Eater, pulled its head that was lying on its chest up, and pulling the hood of the cloak off. From where harry was standing he couldn't see who it was. "Harry! Go immediately and fetch Madam Pomfrey! Quickly!" Harry was shocked to hear the urgency in Dumbledore's voice and quickly hurried out of the room down to the Hospital.
"Madam Pomfrey! Quick! Dumbledore needs you!" he shouted as soon as he burst through the doors. Seeing him panic Madam Pomfrey hurried after him. harry and Madam Pomfrey entered Dumbledore's office to find the old man bent over the body of the Death Eater. "Dumbledore! What's wrong?!" Harry asked after Madam Pomfrey saw who it was a dn gasped.
"Poppy, fix her up as best as you can here. While I talk to Harry." Madam Pomfrey wasn't listening, she was alreading mending the girl's ravaged body. Dumbledore led Harry out of his office and into his study. "Harry do you know who that was?" Harry shook his head. "Do you mean to tell me that you didn't even bother to find out who it was you stunned and dragged halfway through the forest?!" Harry cringed, never before hearing the ancient man yell. He was deeply ashamed.
"No sir. I saw the black cloak...and the hood was down...." Harry stuttered, "and....I just assumed..." he trailed off, not knowing what to say to him. Dumbledore looked at him, no longer angry, just slightly dissapointed.
"First of all never assume Harry. It could be the number one thing that could lead you into any trap that Voldemort may lay for you. This could have been anybody. This could have been a trap. You must never attack unless you know exactly who you are attacking, and how may they may have with them. These are dark and dangerous times Harry. You know that. I just thought that you knew better than to do this. This could have jeopordized our people here Harry. I know you meant well, but always know Harry. At least try to know. You are very fortunate that it was nobody dangerous. Very fortunate." Harry's head had been bowed the entire time, ashamed of himself and his foolish actions. How could he have been such an idiot as to endanger everybody like that? Then a thought occured to him. It wasn't somebody dangerous?
"Dumbledore, who was it?" Harry's voice quavered. Who was the innocent person who he had stupidly decided to drag two miles through tangles of woods. He felt absolutely horrible.
"Virginia Weasley" Harry's head snapped up. Ginny? What in gods name was she thinking walking around here like that? It was dangerous. You never knew who was walking around these days.
"Oh my god, I'm an idiot" Harry mumbled, putting his head in his hand. dumbledore smiled. "If Ron or the twins ever find out, I'm dead."
"I highly doubt that the Weasley boys would be angry with you for bringer her back here. And Harry, you are not an idiot. Why don't we go check on Ms. Weasleys condition." Dumbledore smiled down at Harry. Within the past couple years he had grown to care for him as a son. They walked down to the Hospital wing.
Walking into the room always brought back memories for Harry. Nearly everything in the room was from Hogwarts before Voldemort had taken over there. It was obvious that he was no longer afraid of Dumbledore. Everytime....he thought sadly. Dumbledore led him over to the bed farthest away from the rest. Harry could hear the light sound of someone sleeping. Dumbledore pulled back the curtains to reveal the eighteen year old face of Ginny Weasley. It had been nearly two years since he had last seen her. She looked so different, so mature, no longer the little Ginny Weasley he once knew. He was definately shocked.
Madam Pomfrey hurried over to them. "Out! You will wake my patient!" she schreeched at the duo. harry thought her screeching at them had probably already woken Ginny. "This girl needs rest! Now shoo!"
"Poppy, all we were wanting to know was how she was doing. You can get back to her the minute anything goes wrong." Madam Pomfrey sighed and consented.
"Ms. Weasley just had a few bruises and cuts, most were rather deep. The state of her robes was absolutely horrifying! what had happened to her?" At these words Harry looked down at his shoes as if they held the secret of the universe.
"A mistake Poppy, a simple mistake, that will never happen again. right Harry?" Harry's head snapped up.
"Yes, Sir." Harry said, still not looking up from his shoes.
"Well Poppy, it seems that Ms. Weasley will be fine. But in the meantime I would like someone to sit with her, in case she wakes up." Dumbledore held up his hand as Madam Pomfrey was about to protest. "He will not disturb Ms. Weasley in the least will you, Mr. Potter?"
"No, Sir" Harry replied, beginning to walk away. He stopped dead, "Me?! Dumbledore, surely someone else should be doing this?" Harry was speechless. Him be there when Ginny woke up? He was the one who put her in there in the first place!
"Yes, Mr. Potter. After all, you are the person who was closest to her at school. She would most undoubtedly feel better waking up and seeing someone she knew, and not a complete stranger. Don't you agree?" Harry could only nod his head and pull up a chair next to her bed. He sat down heavily and did the only thing there was to do in the Hospital Wing when you weren't injured. Watch people sleep. 'What a fun activity' Harry thought wryly.
Harry forced himself to stop complaining. After all, it was because of his stupidity that she was in here in the first place. Eventually, an hour later, Harry fell asleep.
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Well, here's the First Chapter. I'll post more soon. Review if you want. Have a happy day! ^_^
