A/N: We
have still the 18th November 2006, which means that
Harry/Hermione/Ron are 26 and Ginny is 25.
I want to explain (hopefully for the last time) how I came to this
conclusion. Everybody remembers the second book named Harry Potter and the Chamber
of secrets? Okay, in this book Nearly Headless Nick celebrated his Death day
Party. On his cake is written died in 1492. Are you with me so far? I hope. Now
you have to add five- hundreds years and you have the year 1992. Harry is in
his second year, at Hogwart, twelve years old. So it goes like this: 1992-12=
1980. I hope this explain the year. But now I want to go on with the story.
Chapter3:
Meanwhile
in the hospital wing:
Ron was watching
his wife. Although her eyes were puffy and her former rosy skin was grey, he
was sure, that Hermione was the most beautiful woman. But right now he had a
very uncomfortable feeling. While he was holding her hand in his he watched her
sleeping. Ron saw when she started trembling again. 'Oh no, not another
nightmare' he thought to himself. 'I want to know what the dreams are
about. Mione you have to tell me.'
Dream-sequence:
It was silent.
There were only a few candles burning in the corners. She sat in the middle of
a rather big room, doing some handy-work. Suddenly the door burst open and in
the doorframe stood, a rather murderous looking man. He rushed up to her and
took her at her wrists. "Have you really believed that nothing will happen?
That you can sleep with somebody else and I would tolerate it?" She felt
frightened. He held her so strong and there was no escape. "Explain" he told
her. "There is no explanation," she whispered.
"NO, there is none." he agreed.
Then he pushed
her back in the chair. "I loved you." He shouted, "I had given nothing about
the rumours." "I'm sorry" she tried again. "You should be." He said with an
incredible coldness in his voice. " But you'll pay for your mistake. I swear:
You and your child will pay." His eyes were darker now and he looked at her in
disgust. "Please John," she said trough her tears "Just punish me. Let Wardena
out here. She is innocent-" but she was cut off by her husband. "INNO-CENT? Are
you kidding?" the young man asked, "She's the child of these bastard!" "Wardena is your daughter!" she argued "You
can't do this to her. You wouldn't do this to John- why her?" she said
frightened the answer. "She's not longer my child. And you are not longer my
wife. Both of you died in this moment. I have just one son." In his eyes no
sign of love, sympathy or just trust." You will pay, Darling, you and this
bastard of yours. I'll report you to the witch- hunters. Both of you." the man
said. Then he turned on his heels and left the room as fast as he could. The young
woman sat there in silent. Tears were running down her cheeks. "I have to save
Wardena," she repeated over and over again.
Then she saw her: A little girl was sitting in one corner. The little
girl sat there in silent, tears running down her own cheeks "Wardena, come to
mummy." She said while she opened her arms for her daughter. "Nobody will harm
you," she said to the frightened child, who was sitting in her lap, by now.
Then it was as if she left her body. She saw a woman who was sitting with her child,
in a cold and uncomfortable room. And she heard a voice. Not her voice and also
not the voice of this woman or the child. She was sure about this fact. It was
a deep, cold voice. It was the first time she heard this voice: "Rescue them,
or your child will pay for his mistake!"
He
wanted to lean over his pretty wife to wake her up when she started crying out
of pure fear.
"I'm
here, Mione" he reassured her while he was holding her in his arms. Mione hold on him as if her life depended on
this. They two of them seated together
holding each other. Nobody spoke a word. They just had to feel the warmth of
the other to feel secure. An hour later or so, Hermione drifted back to sleep.
Ron was rocking her back and forth. He knew that if Hermione ever had need
support in her life, it was now. And he was determined to help her with
everything he could. He didn't remember if he had seen her to anytime so
fragile, so vulnerable. In some way it was what frightened him most: not the
dreams or the prophecy but the knowledge that Hermione was for once, not the
one with the solution of all their problems.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Professor
Dumbledore was running through the aisles. While Ginny and Harry had some
troubles to follow him. Every now and then, Harry shot his wife worried
glances. Ginny felt also really uncomfortable. 'Just too much information' she thought. Finally they reached
the hospital wing.
"I
think you should sit down" the Professor asked a bewildered Ron, who was
standing at the window by now. Hermione was sitting in her bed her eyes showed
pure fear. Ron looked first at his sister and then at his friend and since the
both nodded, he seated himself down in a rather comfortable chair, next to the
bed. Hermione sat in her bed and looked from one concerned face to the other.
It was silent. And although Hermione was very exhausted she was the first who
spoke again.
"What
does the prophecy mean?" Hermione asked her voice barely a whisper. As if this
was a sign Ginny rushed forward and hugged Hermione tightly. "Mione everything
will turn out to the best. I'm sure." Ginny repeated over and over again while
she patterned the back of the slighter older woman.
"What's
wrong?" Hermione asked her voice was trembling. She felt that new tears were
welling up, but she was positive, that she didn't want to cry. Instead she
started to bite on her lower lip, which helped a little. Meanwhile Ron sat in
his chair. While he held Hermione's hand he looked at his friend. His eyes
pleaded 'Harry please tell me
what's wrong.'
Harry looked back at Ron while he rocked his little son in his lap. He didn't
know how he should tell his brother in law that… 'Yes, what's the problem?' Harry asked himself. 'Hermione has nightmares, and? There was a
witch many generations away, and? I don't see how this should effected
Hermione's pregnancy.' he thought, but deep in his heart he didn't believe his own
words. Then he heard the voice of Ginny again. "You see, Harry and I were in
the library to investigate a little… and we found something." She started her
arms still wrapped around Hermione, but when she wanted to continue Professor
Dumbledore cut her off. " Hermione, I know it's not easy but you have to tell
us, about your dream."
"There
are two…" she whispered "but please don't make me remember them. I want not… I
can't speak about them," she said with a final tone in her voice.
"They're
important" the Professor insisted. " You have to tell us, for your baby's
sake." Hermione started to sob again but leaned back in her bed ready to speak.
With her move she broke the embracement with Ginny. Hermione squeezed her
husband's hand, probably to feel his support. When she looked into Ron's eyes
she felt as if Fawkes was here and sang just for her. She felt ready. Ready to
remember, to remember the horror, that guarded her through the nights and made
her wish she could stay awake forever.
Ginny
went back to Harry. She took her little son from him, just before she seated
herself in his lap.
Everyone
was watching Hermione. Mione sighed deeply but started with her summary. While
she spoke about the man and the little girl, she realized that this would get
harder then she had imagined. She never broke the eye contact with Ron or let
his hand go. For several times she went silent inhaling deeply. "And in the end
of my dream…" she said finally " I watch the woman or me, I'm never sure about
this fact, sitting there and I hear a voice…" Hermione's control was gone. She
had started to sob again, unable to hold the tears back. "The voice tells me
that I have to rescue her or my baby my…our baby will have to pay for his
fault." By now she cried even more.
Ron
stood up and hugged his wife. "Nobody will harm you." He reassured her.
Harry,
who felt and saw that Ginny was sobbing as well, let his hands running up and
down her back. Themselves frightened both men where still more concerned about
their wives. Then the Professor spoke again. "Hermione, you said there are two
dreams?" Hermione just nodded. Professor Dumbledore was silent for a moment but
raised his voice for another time. "Please, tell us about the other dream."
This question brought him a rather dirty look from Ron.
"No
Mione, you have not to continue." He said confident.
"But
Ron it's important." Ginny said trough her own tears, her eyes were pleading.
"I
bloody hell don't care if it's important" Ron argued, " all I am care, is that
Hermione has to calm down. Understand?" he asked but let no time left for a
possible answer. " It's not healthy, when she is upset." he closed his
statement and hugged Hermione more tightly. "Yeah baby, everything will be all
right," he whispered softly into Hermione's ear. And once again Ron gave
Hermione the strength, which she needed. She never told him but with him at her
side she felt absolutely safe. Nobody and nothing could ever harm her while she
had his love. "Ron, I love you," she started. "and I love our baby. And when
these dreams help to protect our little one, I have to speak." She said before
she kissed him slightly on his lips. When she did so she saw a single tear,
which was making its way down his cheek. Ron was not happy about Hermione's
decision, but he had to trust her.
"The
second dream is more confusing," Hermione tried to explain. "There are only
scenes, but they don't fit together." Hermione said frustrated. Professor
Dumbledore however nodded understandingly to show her that she should continue.
"Okay,
first of all I hear a door burst open and three or four men come in. They grab
me and carry me out of the room. I cry and cry but nobody seems to bother. I
feel how cold my foots are. Suddenly one of the men asked after a girl. I cry
again. But they are carrying us out in the street. Then there is a flash and I
see a crucifix on a church tower, I suppose." Hermione went silent before she
continued, this time in a less confident voice. "After this scene, there is a
flash again and I see this little girl running for me, but she never reach me,
and again there is the crucifix and the flash. Then I see just pictures, only
interrupted from this tower." Hermione said. Everybody saw, that this
explanation was very exhausting for her. But they all saw as well that she was
going to finish her story, at all costs and without any excuses. "I'll just say
the pictures, like they pop in my mind, okay?" she said as matter of fact and
every person in the room, over the age of two, nodded. "I see myself going
through a crowd of people. They shout thing, like kill them both, those
witches! On the other sight of the crowd I can make out a gallows." Hermione
started trembling again, her voice was barely a whisper. Ron looked paler then
ever. Indeed he felt more frightened then any time before, in his life.
Meanwhile Harry felt the strange urge to jump up from the chair and ran like
hell. He too was frightened and he didn't know what could happen. "Another
scene I remember is, that I see a little cart. I hand somebody a little bag,
probably with some gold in it. So.." Hermione sighed "And these scenes repeated themselves over and over again, until
I wake up." The room was complete silent. The four other people were in some
kind of shock. Ginny gasped before she
spoke again." But Professor.." her voice trailed off. "This fits perfectly, to
those things Harry and I found in the library." The Professor looked into the brown eyes of his former student
and nodded, before he began to tell the story of Wardena a second time.
Hermione went every minute that passed, paler. When the Professor finished his
story, Hermione broke down against Ron's shoulder. Both felt incredible scared.
The room was silent again then Ginny spoke for another time. "Am I right? We
have to rescue Wardena," she said but it was more a question then a statement.
However, Professor Dumbledore just nodded, his eyes looked sad and in some way
very tired. "But how? I mean this accident was exact five hundreds years ago.
It was in the past…"Ginny sighed while she looked into the faces of her family.
"Time-Turner" Ron said absently while he rocked Hermione a little more. Ginny's
eyes narrowed rapidly. She was shocked. Nobody ever told her about this time
thing. How could Ron know, or Harry and Hermione? They both looked not upset about this thing. "What?" Ginny
gasped. Her beautiful face switched and she looked rather angry. "How sweet.
Another secret of yours!" she almost shouted.
Sometimes she felt definitely left out. Nobody ever told her things
about the past of the dream-team. She jumped up, too upset to sit in Harry's
lap any longer. She handed Joshua back to his father and went to the
window. She felt really sorry for
Hermione and Ron but on the other hand she was hurt. Ginny loved Harry and she
was sure that he returned her feelings but things like that were making things
more complicated. While Ginny was standing by the window, Ron earned dirty
looks from Harry and Hermione. Harry was about to stand up and rushed forward,
but Professor Dumbledore stopped him. "It's okay," the old man said. "I will
talk to her." He said under his breath and then in a louder voice. "Mrs Potter,
would you be so kind and come with me? I really want to talk to you." When her
former headmaster, used this tone in his voice Ginny couldn't resist. She
turned on her heels and followed the man out of the hospital wing.
"Was
this really necessary, Ron?" Hermione asked. She felt bad, true, but still she
knew that Ginny's position was sometimes not easy.
"I'm
sorry.." Ron answered. He knew that he should have thought before he spoke but
now the damage was made.
"It's
okay…" Harry said although he looked still worried. "Dumbledore will explain it
to her. She will understand… At least I hope so." Five minutes later the
Professor returned alone. "Where is Ginny?" Harry asked with a husky voice.
"I'm right here." Ginny said while she closed the door again. "Sorry, I should
have been calmer." she said. Professor Dumbledore had explained her everything
about Black's rescue and why nobody told her about the time-turner. Sure Sirius
was exonerated years ago, but if somebody should find out how Sirius escaped
years ago, Harry and Hermione would be in serious troubles, for using the time
turner for a forbidden cause.
"No, it's okay…. I should
have told you." Harry told her before he kissed her lightly on her lips. Ginny
sat back down at the chair and hugged Joshua tightly. The
four former students looked at their old
Professor, waiting for him to speak again. And for another time the Professor
raised his voice. "I really think that we have to
rescue Wardena along with her mother. And
indeed we'll use a time-turner. I'll talk about it with the Minister of Magic.
But I think only two of you should go back
in time." The two women looked rather
shocked. Somehow they had the feeling that none of them was going. "But I don't
think that Hermione should go, because
of her pregnancy." Everybody nodded although
Hermione didn't look too happy about the news, but she understood. "These just
leave three of you. I really want
to think about who, I'll send back in time…"
"But I thought that Harry and I will go." Ron asked the headmaster a little
bewildered. "Like I said before,
Mr. Weasley: I'll have to
think about it. Now I want that you go home. Make yourself a nice evening and
please return tomorrow morning with flow-powder. You'll
have the permission."
They four nodded and the headmaster turned and left the room. A few minutes
later the others left also the hospital wing. They didn't talk
much while they went
trough the aisles. Harry was carrying Joshua and Ron insisted to carry
Hermione, much to her dislike. They were making their way to the only
fireplace, from which they could use
flow-powder. (Sure only with permission, which was the reason why the came by
train earlier that day) They said their
goodbyes and hugged each
other before they made their separate ways home.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Later at
Hermione & Ron's house:
Ron was sitting
in a comfortable armchair while Hermione was sitting on the couch. "Do you want
something, honey?" Ron asked his wife. "Orange-juice would be great." Hermione
responded. So, Ron stood up and came back, a few minutes later, carrying a
tablet with two glasses of orange juice and some crackers. He put down the
tablet on the couch –table, before he seated himself next to Hermione. For a
few moments none of them spoke a word. Hermione laid her head on Ron's shoulder.
Then Ron laid his arm around her waist. " I love you Hermione." He whispered
into her ear. " I love you too," she told him. Then it hit him. " Mione, do you
remember our first dance?" he asked her. "Yes" she muttered under her breath. "
Let's dance." He suggested. For a moment Hermione looked at her husband as if
he was gone insane, but soon enough a smile made its way to her face and she
nodded. Ron stood up and guided Hermione in the middle of the room. Then the
music started. They danced through the room laughing and enjoying the other's
company. Then another slow song started, their song, and they hold each other
more tightly. Ron brushed a single strand of her hair out of her face. Then he
leaned down. Their lips barely touched but this little contact however was
enough to let them feel rather dizzy. Ron looked into Hermione's eyes and
nobody has to say one more word. He guided her out of the room up to their
bedroom. He was still holding her hand in his. When they felt finally asleep
their arms were wrapped around each other. Both felt safe and they could feel
the love between them.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
However Harry
and Ginny were a complete other story. When the Potters returned home, Ginny
said something about bringing Joshua to bed and escaped in a few seconds. Harry
sat down on a chair in the kitchen. He wanted to wait for Ginny's return.
However Ginny didn't come back in the next two hours. Harry had the feeling,
that she has fallen asleep in Joshua's room. He sighed deeply but stood up and went
up the staircase. However when he opened the door, he didn't see a sleeping
Ginny, instead he saw his wife curled up in the middle of the room crying.
Harry rushed forward to comfort her, but when he came near her she recoiled
from him. Harry was bewildered. "Ginny what is wrong?" he asked with a gently
voice. "I can't tell you" she answered,
" you'll think that I'm stupid."
Harry tried
again to touch her and this time he was succeeded. He hugged her tightly while
he said." Ginny, if I thought that you are stupid I wouldn't have married you.
Come on Ginny, you can tell me everything." He said while he let one hand
running through her hair. Ginny was sobbing even harder but managed to speak
through her tears. " I don't want you to go back in time, at least not without
me." She whispered against his shoulder. "Oh Darling…" Harry didn't know what
he should tell her. "but Joshua needs us, at least one of us. He has to grow up
in a normal family," he tried gently. Now Ginny jumped up. She broke the embracement.
"Normal?" she hissed. "You know, if something happens to you, our family would
be destroyed? Harry, just think about it." Her voice was calmer now. "I have
loved you for so many years. If something should go wrong: How do you think I
could live without you? I can't live without you and you know it." She said
while new tears were running down her cheek. "How should I be a good mother,
without you by my side?" Harry couldn't stand it anymore. He felt Ginny's
sadness and it broke his heart. He felt own hot tears running down his cheek.
He had the urge to hold her, to protect her and never let her go again. Harry
jumped up and rushed forward. He held her as close as possible. They were
silent for a few moments. The only thing that was heard was their breathing.
When he held her in his arms he thought about the past years. And it hit him….
After school he had made his Auror-Training. He never asked Ginny about her
feelings when he was gone for a new job. And suddenly he felt guilty. "Ginny,
I'm sorry." he whispered into the silent. "But Gin, you know I love you." He
said. Ginny just nodded before she put her head on his shoulder. "Harry please
promise me that you'll come back. Because I don't think, that I'll be your
partner on the trip, although I want to," she sighed deeply. Her tears were
gone and she was back to her old self. "Ginny, I'll try my best." Harry said
before he kissed her firmly. And Ginny realized that she would have to live
with Professor Dumbledore's decision. But she didn't want to think about the
next day. She wanted to live for this moment in Harry's arms.
A/N: I'm so
sorry that this chapter took me so long. But it's up now. JJJ
I hope you
like it. Please let me know. I really want to know if I should continue this
story. Now I want to say Thank you to all those people who reviewed the last
chapter:
Cassidy Rai,
kiddykopter, Hermione Holly Granger, Jill Fleming, deni, Hermione M.Granger,
Star Princess, Arabella Figg, Dara, lozza, college girl, Casey Weasley,
*~GinnyPotter~*, mrs. padfoot, neha, Mike potter. I enjoyed reading your
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Disclaimer:
Not again. Just look at chapter one and two.
