"Do you remember?" Harry watched his wife
bewildered. "What do you mean?" he asked her slowly while he searched her eyes.
Again Ginny came closer to him. "Harry, tell me: What can you hear?"
Harry had
no idea where this discussion was going, but he started to listen to all the
sounds there were. And there were many…
"I hear
people talking, and I hear a clock strike three and- " but he was interrupted
by his wife, who spoke totally exited. "Harry, remember: Hermione mentioned something about a
crucifix that was always flashing in her dreams. What… I mean, come on Harry,
maybe she saw the church tower from her cell."
Harry's
eyes grew larger, when the full impact of this message hit him. He watched his
wife in amazement while his brain was searching for the right way to the
church. Seconds later he leaned forward
and whispered slowly into Ginny's ear. "Darling, you're brilliant. Let's go."
His
statement was reward with a beautiful smile from her, which made him smile as
well. Again they crossed a few streets, but this time they had a target in
front of their inner eye: the village church.
Minutes
past, without finding a sign of the church, but when they rounded another
corner, they found a small, little church. Relieve swept through them like a
warm liquid: They had again new hope, to find Wardena and Mary-Anne.
In a corner
of the little place was a rather old and shabby looking house. In front of the
windows were bars. The house was touched room any sunlight. Out of these it was
cold and looked rather uninviting. Loud moan could be heard from the windows.
Children cries could be heard mixed with the despair shouts of women and men.
To Harry
and Ginny's great shock, nobody seems to bother the panic that came from this
house. People were laughing and joking even if they stood in front of the
windows.
Instinctively
Harry touched Ginny's shoulder, and when he did so, he felt her shiver. He
looked at her and was frightened how pale she seemed. Ginny felt his searching
look, and turned her face towards him, and then she did the one thing only she
could do: she smiled at him in a manner, which made his heart jump. They two
went closer to the scary house and searched the windows for any sign of the two
females. And then Ginny saw it. She
pulled Harry down to look through a little window into the dungeons of the
house, and what the two grown-ups saw made their heart melt: In one corner of
this small room, sat Mary-Ann McGilbert, who was rocking her little daughter
back and forwards. While she did so she sang a beautiful melody to this little
girl, and although Mary-Ann looked frightened to death, she tried to stay
strong for her little girl. Ginny
wanted to tell them so badly that everything would be all right and that they
wouldn't have to worry, but she couldn't. Unbeknown to her a single tear made
its way down her check.
"Harry come
on, we still have to look for the lane." Ginny whispered, still under the spell
of the scene. Harry shook his head and started to get up again. Ginny was
absolutely right. There was no time left. They were sure that the little street,
had to be near the house. So Harry and Ginny started a new search. Hopefully
they would find all the necessary information in a short time. Unsure of where
they should go, both decided to round the house first. Professor Dumbledore had
given them the advice at first only to search three streets up and down from
the house. They really were unsure how to find the street since Hermione had
never said a name (which would have been useless anyway since the names street
were nowhere seen), and she also hadn't given any hints, how they could find
the street. So the hoped again for lucky circumstances, and goddess Fortune
didn't disappoint them. Minutes after they started their search Harry saw a
cart standing in the lane next to the "prison". There were definitely men
working behind it, but neither he nor Ginny could see what they're doing. The
lane was simple to small and there was no position in the whole lane, which
would clear their views.
"Bingo,"
Ginny whispered into Harry's ear while she caressed his hand with her thumb.In
the exact moment the tower clock stroke half past four.
"Damn Gin,
we have to hurry up." Harry whispered before he turned around and dragged his
wife back to the wooden door, there were at the best only thirty minutes left
for them to return to the big wooden doors. Without realising it, both speeded
up, every time they crossed a street or rounded a corner. It was out of
question: if they shouldn't reach the town walls in time, they would have big
problems. They crossed one Last Street before they saw the doors- but they were
getting closed. Harry looked at Ginny, when he saw the fear in her eyes, but
there was also something else, which he couldn't name exactly.. It looked as if
she knew exactly what she wanted. Harry hold stronger on Ginny and both started
to run… There were only the big wooden doors… faster and faster, and they were
able to reach the doors just in time.
Outside
they were leaning against the walls, their breathing was fast and low….They had
made it. Suddenly relieve swept trough them and Harry through Ginny in his
arms. What followed was a passionate
kiss and sweet words.
"Ginny, I
love you."
"I love you
too."
The two
people in love made their way back to the woods, looking back for the last
time.
"We'll see
about that tomorrow." Harry and Ginny said in unison.
A/N: Now,
like you see, we're coming to the climax of this story. Next chapter, our
rescue mission will take place. Now I think it's time to say thanks to every
single reviewer who has ever reviewed this story: So thank you, without you,
this story wouldn't be where it is…
Now to the
traditional thank you section:
Hermiron778:
Thank you… I wrote
a bit although not so much as I would have want to.
Winky: Thanks
Well then
one of my betas who hasn't left her name… Thank you
Jill: Thank you
Yasuri: I feel honoured, thank you, and to
be honest: I have no idea
Pottergirl: Thank you, thank you, thank you so
much. I feel honoured, and you can be sure I'll read your story J
College
girl Thank you… I
hope you still like it. Talk to you later. J
Molly_Hail: Thanks:
Bernd: Danke
Dir!
Princesswitch: Thank you as well
La2ur2a: Thanks for the compliment
Yolanda:
Thank you so much, for so many different things. First for your review.
Then for helping me, and listening, when I was hooked up in the plot. And
thanks for asking all the question, which made me think about the details. J
Gecca12: Thank you
GP: I hope, you know that it's you:
Thank you for reading, reviewing and supporting me.
And last
but not least a BIG thank to my beta readers.
Now, I want
to say one more thing: I just found two authors who posted their first story
together. I think they are doing a great job and everybody should read their
story J. The story is called Life's
choices by Sprout & Sinistra
