CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO- End of the Year (Jasmine's point
of view)
The next days were nothing but a blur. The school found out another student was dead thanks to Voldemort. yet classes weren't canceled, at least not for the Fifth and Seventh years.
Peggy was gone. No one had seen hide nor hair of her since that night.
Harry was still in total shock. He had stopped repeating 'he's not dead' and now just simply did not speak. He hardly ate, hardly slept, and looked like an empty husk.
The last Quidditch game had been canceled. Even if it wasn't I was sure Harry wouldn't make it.
"Harry. eat." Hermione whispered, trying to get food into his mouth.
Harry just pushed her hand away and buried his face in his hands.
All the others Weasleys arrived at the school at some point. and before I knew it, it was time for Ron's funeral. We were in the front row, with the Weasleys. On the very end of the row sat Harry. He stared straight ahead at Ron's coffin. Beside him sat me. On my other side sat Hermione, crying into a handkerchief. Next to her Mrs. Weasley was sobbing so loudly. Mr. Weasley was hugging her tightly but crying, too. Beside him was the oldest brother, Bill. He had his face buried in his hands. Next to him sat another Weasley, Charlie. He had one hand over his face and didn't even move. Next to him sat Percy. He had his glasses off and his eyes shut. Then Fred and George sat there, hugging each other tightly and crying. Ginny was on the other end, crying into her skirt.
"Ron Weasley." Dumbledore began and the students fell silent. Mrs. Weasley sobbed even louder. "died. by saving the life of another." His face was grim and he took a deep breath. "Ron wasn't the brightest student. he wasn't on the Quidditch team. but he had something inside of him that most don't. a bravery that-" Dumbledore was interrupted by a scream.
"THAT'S IT!" Harry shot forward, his voice echoing over the silence. Everyone stared at him with pity, thinking he was crazy.
Harry was obviously out of his shock. he looked around then sat back in his seat.
Dumbledore continued on and finished. Then everyone lined up to pay their last respects. When Draco passed by. he shook his head.
"I'm sorry for. what I said to. earlier this school year. about. you know." And then he walked off quickly.
As I passed his body I sensed something was extremely wrong. I blinked and stared down. Something was very, very wrong.
Ron's dead spirit wasn't there. I shook my head. Impossible. spirits. no matter WHAT was ALWAYS around their body until it was buried. No matter WHAT.
I quickly walked away feeling confused. That meant Ron wasn't dead. But he. he WAS dead. Either that. or his spirit was trapped in something. What was so powerful it could trap a spirit?
I was beginning to get confused.
***
"Harry why did you scream like that yesterday?" Hermione asked the next day. We were knelt around Ron's grave. He had been buried near the lake. 'Here lays Ron Weasley. March 1st 1980- May 20th 1996. A good son and sibling, and a wonderful kid. And the most loyal friend anyone could ever have.'.
"I remembered where the Stone of Power was." He said.
"Where was it?" We jumped as Peggy appeared. He hair was straight once more and she had her glasses on.
"You." We all said in surprise. Then bombarded her with questions.
"I have no idea what you are talking about." She said and stared at Ron's grave. "so its true."
'What do you mean?! You knew he was dead." Hermione snapped.
"Hermione! I didn't!" Peggy said in shock.
"You were there!!!" Hermione snapped again.
"It must of been someone who looks like me."
"As well as had your name? It was you, Peggy." Hermione said.
Peggy dropped to the ground and pulled some flowers from her robes and dropped them on his grave. Then she pointed her wand at the ground behind his grave and whispered a spell. A tree began growing to full height. Followed by another and another. They were behind his grave, and all different. Peggy pointed to the first. "Black poplar. courage." and she pointed to the middle. "Bay tree. glory." and at the third. "cedar. strength." She whispered and began crying.
I put my arms around her and tried comforting her.
*** (Harry's point of view)
The days wore on and on, I did nothing but study to keep my mind off of Ron, and soon it was time for our O.W.Ls.
I don't even remember what they were like. I just went through them. concentrating on everything I knew to try and pass.
"Jasmine you sure you can't find his spirit anywhere?" I asked as we relaxed outside. Or, tried to.
"I am positive, Harry. Something has it captured."
Something.
I sat up quickly again. "Harry. what is it?" Hermione asked.
"Hermione. would the Stone of Power be able to. to capture and hold a spirit?" I asked.
"Probably. yeah." She said. "But like Remus with being turned to human. it probably only works if he has the Stone. er, had."
"And he didn't." Jasmine said.
"If the spirit was being held by the Stone would there be anyway to get it back?" I asked.
"You could try but Harry, Ron had to HAVE the Stone when he died and he didn't." Hermione said.
"He's in shock again." Jasmine mumbled.
"If the Stone has Ron's spirit we could manage to get that out."
"The Stone can do more then that." Peggy said.
"It can?" We asked.
Peggy nodded. "I read up on it. the Stone. if someone has it when they die. their very life and essence goes in. You have to do something with the Stone and then that person will be brought back. The spirit will be living." Peggy said.
"Oh if only Ron had the Stone with him!" Hermione sobbed.
"Guys." I said and stepped forward. "he did."
"What?!" They demanded.
"I couldn't remember before cause I was in shock but at the funeral when Dumbledore said he had something inside of him not many have. I know he was talking about bravery. but. that's where I hid the Stone."
"You hid the Stone INSIDE OF RON?!" Jasmine shrieked.
"Yeah. the piece of cake I forced Ron to eat. it had the Stone in it."
"Whoa-whoa-whoa. You mean Ron ATE the STONE OF POWER?!" Hermione shrieked.
"Yes." I said.
The girls looked at each other and back at me. "Which means the Stone is in Ron's stomach right now. Six feet under!!!" Hermione said.
"Oh." I said and sat down. "forgot." I closed my eyes and felt like the biggest idiot in the world.
***
All that studying paid off. Hermione, Jasmine and I got top O.W.Ls in our year. Peggy got a lot but not as much as us. I was still suspicious of her. she insisted she never was in any 'cave' and laughed at the thought of her being an Animagus. Then she pointed out that the girl we had seen, didn't look exactly like her.
"It must of been someone who looks like me only with, as you said, curly hair and no glasses." She insisted.
"But what about the note?" I asked.
"The. note?"
"That made you leave Hogwarts so quickly?" I reminded her.
"My aunt had been the victim of a Death Eater attack. My mom wanted me back home ASAP."
"But is said 'master'." Hermione said.
"Uh. no. that must of been a fake note planted or something." Peggy said, shaking her head.
I was still suspicious of her.
Sirius was still gone. At 'headquarters' or whatever, with Wormtail.
The Dursleys, I had found out, were not dead. Vernon and Dudley were in the hospital (still) and Petunia was one of the ones in total shock. She couldn't move. paralyzed. So. I had no where to go over the Summer Holidays.
Remus said I could stay with him but seeing his condition. well, in the current state of things he did NOT want me alone for two nights without the supervision of anyone with Voldemort out to get me.
Obviously Fred and George had written to their mother, cause she sent me a letter saying that I was more then welcomed to stay with them. The letter, I noticed, was blurred with wetness from her tears. She also wrote to say Jasmine was welcome as well, Ginny could use the company.
Jasmine said she wanted to go back to America, to her adopted family for a month. And then she said Draco Malfoy was coming with her. Apparently ever since his little. scene in the cave, his father wanted him dead. I asked what would happen to him after the month was up and Jasmine admitted she didn't know. Finally he decided to stay at the Leaky Cauldron.
Hermione said something about visiting Viktor Krum for a while.
Hal and Toad were quitting. Toad was in complete shock and Hal said that he didn't like teaching alone, and Toad could not teach at a place that was a target of Voldemort's. He probably couldn't teach at a school that was the target of anything, even if it was a butterfly.
Peggy was going to stay with her uncle and cousin until her aunt was back to normal. She said something about it would probably take a while.
McGonagall was suddenly extremely happy due to a lovely necklace she got (from her mysterious man I was assuming.) and I wondered who her man was.
Since everything that had happened, the 'Supreme Wizarding Authority' thought Cornelius Fudge was not fit to be Minister of Magic. and he was sacked, leaving the position wide open.
Gryffindor, also, won the house cup for Hermione, Jasmine, and I all received fifty points for our bravery and Ron received 300 points plus another special award.
Before I knew it, it was the last day. Fighting back tears, I went to Ron's grave. All the flowers were cleared away since they were dead.
I dropped a bunch of flowers down on the grave. "I am so sorry, Ron." I whispered, falling to my knees. "it is all my fault you're dead. its all my fault." I began crying. My tears dropped onto his grave. "I am so sorry. I am so, so sorry."
***
The trip back to Kings Cross was completely silent. Not one of us spoke. Not once.
I stared out the window holding my tears back. remembering.
I began crying, remembering when Ron and Arthur had taken me away from the Dursleys. Ron was so hyper that day. and when we got our letters for Healings class. Playing 'Go Fish' with my new deck of cards. the trip up. Hal thinking Ron was me.
All these memories.
I then thought of my Fourth year. and my second task. I had to retrieve the thing I'd miss the most. Which was Ron. Now. now I could never retrieve him.
I began out-and-out sobbing.
"Harry." Jasmine moved from beside Malfoy to beside me. She hugged me tightly. That was the only word spoken on the trip back.
We arrived at Kings Cross. I saw Molly and Arthur waiting.
It was my fault that only two sons would be greeting them and not three.
As soon as I stepped off, Molly hugged me tightly.
"Harry." She sobbed, nearly crushing me but I didn't care.
I said goodbye to Jasmine (since she and Malfoy had a plane to catch. I tried imagining Malfoy on a Muggle plane. By the look on his face I could tell he was NOT happy about this.). Then goodbye to Peggy and Hermione.
After we went through the barrier I looked back remembering the four times we had left through that. Me and Hermione and Ron. friends.. I held back a sob and turned my back. Friends. Forever.
EPILOGUE
It had been right after Harry left Ron's grave. A small light appeared in the middle. The light slowly formed. and then drifted off, revealing a tiny blue stone that rolled towards the castle. it rolled inside. towards the Gryffindor Common Room. up the boys steps and nestled deep inside Harry's trunk. If it had a look on its face. it would be wearing a look of smugness.
Author's Note:
I hope everyone enjoyed my story. Some bits were probably confused. First I'd like to answer some questions that may of come up in your mind as you read this.
1. Whatever happened to Oliver Wood's voice? After Harry found a new Keeper, Oliver Wood (who had been using Divination ways to send mind messages to Harry) settled down. Why was Peggy acting like that in Hogsmeade and why did Sirius react like that? You'll find out in the sequel.
I can't really think of any other questions you might have. but hopefully they will be answered in the sequel which I am already working on.
I'd also like to bring up the subject of Draco Malfoy. Draco Malfoy is an interesting character. He acts like the big man on campus. Striding around, saying how better he is. But if you notice in the books. he is almost always quoting his father. My image of Draco Malfoy is not the evil bully but a lonely wizard. Sure he is mean but I feel that is his way of making himself feel better. Now you may wonder. why then did I have him say that about Molly? Well, as I said. That is his way of making himself feel bigger and better. Plus he hates Harry, Ron, and Hermione. And in a lot of stories where he is actually okay, he is almost always Hermione's boyfriend. There is more to Draco then that.
And I need to mention Albus Dumbledore. Sure he may be a powerful wizard. but I see him as a fun-loving oddball as well (see the food fight. lol).
And lastly I need to mention Snape. He was not in my story a whole lot. But I need to bring him up anyway. Severus Snape is another favorite character of mine. He is an interesting one, like Draco. Everyone sees him as the evil teacher. I see him as a man who has his own reasons for being all mean.
Well, hope you enjoyed my story and oh yeah, a reminder. THERE IS MORE! Ron's prediction had not yet come true. The battle of good versus evil. the cave scene was NOT the battle. And if you want to find out if Ron is brought back alive well. you must read the sequel.
Selur Nor!
AD: Coming soon. to a fanfiction site near you.
Harry's world has been turned upside down. Voldemort has risen, Death Eaters roam the land, he had been betrayed by a girl he really liked and. his best friend had died.
Can his Sixth year possibly be any worse?
Yes.
It definitely can.
HARRY POTTER AND THE I.W.A.
The next days were nothing but a blur. The school found out another student was dead thanks to Voldemort. yet classes weren't canceled, at least not for the Fifth and Seventh years.
Peggy was gone. No one had seen hide nor hair of her since that night.
Harry was still in total shock. He had stopped repeating 'he's not dead' and now just simply did not speak. He hardly ate, hardly slept, and looked like an empty husk.
The last Quidditch game had been canceled. Even if it wasn't I was sure Harry wouldn't make it.
"Harry. eat." Hermione whispered, trying to get food into his mouth.
Harry just pushed her hand away and buried his face in his hands.
All the others Weasleys arrived at the school at some point. and before I knew it, it was time for Ron's funeral. We were in the front row, with the Weasleys. On the very end of the row sat Harry. He stared straight ahead at Ron's coffin. Beside him sat me. On my other side sat Hermione, crying into a handkerchief. Next to her Mrs. Weasley was sobbing so loudly. Mr. Weasley was hugging her tightly but crying, too. Beside him was the oldest brother, Bill. He had his face buried in his hands. Next to him sat another Weasley, Charlie. He had one hand over his face and didn't even move. Next to him sat Percy. He had his glasses off and his eyes shut. Then Fred and George sat there, hugging each other tightly and crying. Ginny was on the other end, crying into her skirt.
"Ron Weasley." Dumbledore began and the students fell silent. Mrs. Weasley sobbed even louder. "died. by saving the life of another." His face was grim and he took a deep breath. "Ron wasn't the brightest student. he wasn't on the Quidditch team. but he had something inside of him that most don't. a bravery that-" Dumbledore was interrupted by a scream.
"THAT'S IT!" Harry shot forward, his voice echoing over the silence. Everyone stared at him with pity, thinking he was crazy.
Harry was obviously out of his shock. he looked around then sat back in his seat.
Dumbledore continued on and finished. Then everyone lined up to pay their last respects. When Draco passed by. he shook his head.
"I'm sorry for. what I said to. earlier this school year. about. you know." And then he walked off quickly.
As I passed his body I sensed something was extremely wrong. I blinked and stared down. Something was very, very wrong.
Ron's dead spirit wasn't there. I shook my head. Impossible. spirits. no matter WHAT was ALWAYS around their body until it was buried. No matter WHAT.
I quickly walked away feeling confused. That meant Ron wasn't dead. But he. he WAS dead. Either that. or his spirit was trapped in something. What was so powerful it could trap a spirit?
I was beginning to get confused.
***
"Harry why did you scream like that yesterday?" Hermione asked the next day. We were knelt around Ron's grave. He had been buried near the lake. 'Here lays Ron Weasley. March 1st 1980- May 20th 1996. A good son and sibling, and a wonderful kid. And the most loyal friend anyone could ever have.'.
"I remembered where the Stone of Power was." He said.
"Where was it?" We jumped as Peggy appeared. He hair was straight once more and she had her glasses on.
"You." We all said in surprise. Then bombarded her with questions.
"I have no idea what you are talking about." She said and stared at Ron's grave. "so its true."
'What do you mean?! You knew he was dead." Hermione snapped.
"Hermione! I didn't!" Peggy said in shock.
"You were there!!!" Hermione snapped again.
"It must of been someone who looks like me."
"As well as had your name? It was you, Peggy." Hermione said.
Peggy dropped to the ground and pulled some flowers from her robes and dropped them on his grave. Then she pointed her wand at the ground behind his grave and whispered a spell. A tree began growing to full height. Followed by another and another. They were behind his grave, and all different. Peggy pointed to the first. "Black poplar. courage." and she pointed to the middle. "Bay tree. glory." and at the third. "cedar. strength." She whispered and began crying.
I put my arms around her and tried comforting her.
*** (Harry's point of view)
The days wore on and on, I did nothing but study to keep my mind off of Ron, and soon it was time for our O.W.Ls.
I don't even remember what they were like. I just went through them. concentrating on everything I knew to try and pass.
"Jasmine you sure you can't find his spirit anywhere?" I asked as we relaxed outside. Or, tried to.
"I am positive, Harry. Something has it captured."
Something.
I sat up quickly again. "Harry. what is it?" Hermione asked.
"Hermione. would the Stone of Power be able to. to capture and hold a spirit?" I asked.
"Probably. yeah." She said. "But like Remus with being turned to human. it probably only works if he has the Stone. er, had."
"And he didn't." Jasmine said.
"If the spirit was being held by the Stone would there be anyway to get it back?" I asked.
"You could try but Harry, Ron had to HAVE the Stone when he died and he didn't." Hermione said.
"He's in shock again." Jasmine mumbled.
"If the Stone has Ron's spirit we could manage to get that out."
"The Stone can do more then that." Peggy said.
"It can?" We asked.
Peggy nodded. "I read up on it. the Stone. if someone has it when they die. their very life and essence goes in. You have to do something with the Stone and then that person will be brought back. The spirit will be living." Peggy said.
"Oh if only Ron had the Stone with him!" Hermione sobbed.
"Guys." I said and stepped forward. "he did."
"What?!" They demanded.
"I couldn't remember before cause I was in shock but at the funeral when Dumbledore said he had something inside of him not many have. I know he was talking about bravery. but. that's where I hid the Stone."
"You hid the Stone INSIDE OF RON?!" Jasmine shrieked.
"Yeah. the piece of cake I forced Ron to eat. it had the Stone in it."
"Whoa-whoa-whoa. You mean Ron ATE the STONE OF POWER?!" Hermione shrieked.
"Yes." I said.
The girls looked at each other and back at me. "Which means the Stone is in Ron's stomach right now. Six feet under!!!" Hermione said.
"Oh." I said and sat down. "forgot." I closed my eyes and felt like the biggest idiot in the world.
***
All that studying paid off. Hermione, Jasmine and I got top O.W.Ls in our year. Peggy got a lot but not as much as us. I was still suspicious of her. she insisted she never was in any 'cave' and laughed at the thought of her being an Animagus. Then she pointed out that the girl we had seen, didn't look exactly like her.
"It must of been someone who looks like me only with, as you said, curly hair and no glasses." She insisted.
"But what about the note?" I asked.
"The. note?"
"That made you leave Hogwarts so quickly?" I reminded her.
"My aunt had been the victim of a Death Eater attack. My mom wanted me back home ASAP."
"But is said 'master'." Hermione said.
"Uh. no. that must of been a fake note planted or something." Peggy said, shaking her head.
I was still suspicious of her.
Sirius was still gone. At 'headquarters' or whatever, with Wormtail.
The Dursleys, I had found out, were not dead. Vernon and Dudley were in the hospital (still) and Petunia was one of the ones in total shock. She couldn't move. paralyzed. So. I had no where to go over the Summer Holidays.
Remus said I could stay with him but seeing his condition. well, in the current state of things he did NOT want me alone for two nights without the supervision of anyone with Voldemort out to get me.
Obviously Fred and George had written to their mother, cause she sent me a letter saying that I was more then welcomed to stay with them. The letter, I noticed, was blurred with wetness from her tears. She also wrote to say Jasmine was welcome as well, Ginny could use the company.
Jasmine said she wanted to go back to America, to her adopted family for a month. And then she said Draco Malfoy was coming with her. Apparently ever since his little. scene in the cave, his father wanted him dead. I asked what would happen to him after the month was up and Jasmine admitted she didn't know. Finally he decided to stay at the Leaky Cauldron.
Hermione said something about visiting Viktor Krum for a while.
Hal and Toad were quitting. Toad was in complete shock and Hal said that he didn't like teaching alone, and Toad could not teach at a place that was a target of Voldemort's. He probably couldn't teach at a school that was the target of anything, even if it was a butterfly.
Peggy was going to stay with her uncle and cousin until her aunt was back to normal. She said something about it would probably take a while.
McGonagall was suddenly extremely happy due to a lovely necklace she got (from her mysterious man I was assuming.) and I wondered who her man was.
Since everything that had happened, the 'Supreme Wizarding Authority' thought Cornelius Fudge was not fit to be Minister of Magic. and he was sacked, leaving the position wide open.
Gryffindor, also, won the house cup for Hermione, Jasmine, and I all received fifty points for our bravery and Ron received 300 points plus another special award.
Before I knew it, it was the last day. Fighting back tears, I went to Ron's grave. All the flowers were cleared away since they were dead.
I dropped a bunch of flowers down on the grave. "I am so sorry, Ron." I whispered, falling to my knees. "it is all my fault you're dead. its all my fault." I began crying. My tears dropped onto his grave. "I am so sorry. I am so, so sorry."
***
The trip back to Kings Cross was completely silent. Not one of us spoke. Not once.
I stared out the window holding my tears back. remembering.
I began crying, remembering when Ron and Arthur had taken me away from the Dursleys. Ron was so hyper that day. and when we got our letters for Healings class. Playing 'Go Fish' with my new deck of cards. the trip up. Hal thinking Ron was me.
All these memories.
I then thought of my Fourth year. and my second task. I had to retrieve the thing I'd miss the most. Which was Ron. Now. now I could never retrieve him.
I began out-and-out sobbing.
"Harry." Jasmine moved from beside Malfoy to beside me. She hugged me tightly. That was the only word spoken on the trip back.
We arrived at Kings Cross. I saw Molly and Arthur waiting.
It was my fault that only two sons would be greeting them and not three.
As soon as I stepped off, Molly hugged me tightly.
"Harry." She sobbed, nearly crushing me but I didn't care.
I said goodbye to Jasmine (since she and Malfoy had a plane to catch. I tried imagining Malfoy on a Muggle plane. By the look on his face I could tell he was NOT happy about this.). Then goodbye to Peggy and Hermione.
After we went through the barrier I looked back remembering the four times we had left through that. Me and Hermione and Ron. friends.. I held back a sob and turned my back. Friends. Forever.
EPILOGUE
It had been right after Harry left Ron's grave. A small light appeared in the middle. The light slowly formed. and then drifted off, revealing a tiny blue stone that rolled towards the castle. it rolled inside. towards the Gryffindor Common Room. up the boys steps and nestled deep inside Harry's trunk. If it had a look on its face. it would be wearing a look of smugness.
Author's Note:
I hope everyone enjoyed my story. Some bits were probably confused. First I'd like to answer some questions that may of come up in your mind as you read this.
1. Whatever happened to Oliver Wood's voice? After Harry found a new Keeper, Oliver Wood (who had been using Divination ways to send mind messages to Harry) settled down. Why was Peggy acting like that in Hogsmeade and why did Sirius react like that? You'll find out in the sequel.
I can't really think of any other questions you might have. but hopefully they will be answered in the sequel which I am already working on.
I'd also like to bring up the subject of Draco Malfoy. Draco Malfoy is an interesting character. He acts like the big man on campus. Striding around, saying how better he is. But if you notice in the books. he is almost always quoting his father. My image of Draco Malfoy is not the evil bully but a lonely wizard. Sure he is mean but I feel that is his way of making himself feel better. Now you may wonder. why then did I have him say that about Molly? Well, as I said. That is his way of making himself feel bigger and better. Plus he hates Harry, Ron, and Hermione. And in a lot of stories where he is actually okay, he is almost always Hermione's boyfriend. There is more to Draco then that.
And I need to mention Albus Dumbledore. Sure he may be a powerful wizard. but I see him as a fun-loving oddball as well (see the food fight. lol).
And lastly I need to mention Snape. He was not in my story a whole lot. But I need to bring him up anyway. Severus Snape is another favorite character of mine. He is an interesting one, like Draco. Everyone sees him as the evil teacher. I see him as a man who has his own reasons for being all mean.
Well, hope you enjoyed my story and oh yeah, a reminder. THERE IS MORE! Ron's prediction had not yet come true. The battle of good versus evil. the cave scene was NOT the battle. And if you want to find out if Ron is brought back alive well. you must read the sequel.
Selur Nor!
AD: Coming soon. to a fanfiction site near you.
Harry's world has been turned upside down. Voldemort has risen, Death Eaters roam the land, he had been betrayed by a girl he really liked and. his best friend had died.
Can his Sixth year possibly be any worse?
Yes.
It definitely can.
HARRY POTTER AND THE I.W.A.