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Dangers in the past:
Charlie was suddenly terrified, he had expected to see Voldemort blown to pieces and by the way the Dark Lord was looking at his hand he had been expecting the same. Voldemort looked up and laughed.
"It seems whatever you were trying hasn't worked, Potter!" Charlie looked at Harry and was startled to see his friend smiling, he turned to the headmaster and saw understanding crossing his features. Voldemort looked at the boy in front of him, still a little unsettled by the great power that surrounded the boy, he rose his wand ready to end the duel once and for all before Harry came up with another trick. Charlie took a step to his young friend but the headmaster stopped him. Before he could ask what was going on Voldemort shouted the killing curse. The redhead waited anxiously to see the familiar green light that would end the boy's life, but nothing happened. Frowning, Voldemort tried again but not even a spark of light came out of his wand. Realisation started to go through the Dark lord's face. He quickly picked up a wand that had somehow been thrown at his feet and tried again. Nothing. Voldemort took a step back, looking horrified at Harry.
"You! You didn't..." He was shaking his head, trembling from head to toe, he seemed to be terrified at what was happening. Then Harry laughed making the ground tremble some more.
"You really don't think I consider you important enough to taint my hands and soul by killing you, do you, muggle?" Voldemort took another step back, stumbled and fell on the ground. Finally Charlie understood. Harry, being Harry, had refused to kill anyone, not even the Dark Lord, physically at least. He had just ended everything that Voldemort was, he had ended his power, leaving behind Tom Riddle, a simple muggle man. He was not the only one who understood. All death eaters began to run away, chased by ministry wizards and aurors, while the teachers and students began to cheer and celebrate Voldemort's demise. Dumbledore finally moved, rushing to Harry's side while four aurors walked to Voldemort and put the full body bind on him and while two stayed with the ex-Dark lord, the other two joined Dumbledore at Harry's side. The boy had now closed his eyes and was slumped against the headmaster, all his power had retreated once again into his body, leaving an exhausted boy
behind. Dumbledore put strong, comforting arms around him and stroked his hair gently.
"Sir?" Dumbledore looked up at the two aurors.
"Yes?"
"What will we do with him?" One of the aurors asked pointing at Riddle. "We can't put him in Azkaban, the dementors would help him get out again." Harry tiredly opened his eyes and tugged at Dumbledore's sleeve, making the headmaster bend over him. The boy whispered something into the old wizard's ear and then Dumbledore did something Charlie hadn't seen him do for quite some time. He laughed. It was a bright, amused laugh that rang through the grounds getting everyone's attention. The aurors looked slightly bewildered from Dumbledore to Harry, who had a soft smile on his lips.
"Sir?" Dumbledore pushed down his amusement.
"Sorry, Harry suggested we put him in St Quentin." The two aurors looked at each other in confusion. One of them finally asked.
"Isn't that that high security prison on an island?" Dumbledore looked at them calmly.
"Yes."
"But it's for muggles!" Harry looked up at them from where his head was resting against the headmaster's chest and smiled.
"And isn't it just the perfect place for our little Tommy?" Both aurors grinned, understanding dawning on their faces.
"It will all be arranged sir." The two aurors saluted and then walked away, already discussing all the protections they would need to put on the muggle prison. Dumbledore looked down at the child resting in his embrace.
"Time to go sleep Harry." Before the boy had a chance to look up, Dumbledore had already put a sleeping charm on him. The headmaster let the boy slide down to the ground, carefully making sure he didn't hurt himself and then conjured a stretcher under him and covered him with a blanket he just summoned as to keep him warm. The old wizard turned to Charlie who had been watching intently and smiled tiredly at him. "Mr Weasley please, take care of Sirius and Remus." And without another word the headmaster left walking next to Harry's stretcher.
End Flashback.
Charlie shook his head to clear his thoughts and smiled at Harry. The boy's eyes were dropping again, the injuries he had got that day had weakened him a great deal. The boy smiled back but returned his attention to Dumbledore when he talked.
"Thank you for telling us this Ethan." He then turned to Harry. "You are a very brave young man Harry. Not many grown up wizards would have faced Voldemort to protect their friends." Many of the teachers nodded and smiled at him making him blush. Ryan was now looking him with a proud yet concerned face. Dumbledore talked again. "Ok, I have to go talk with the Minister. You all should go rest, it has been a long day." The staff nodded and started walking out of the room after Dumbledore had gone away. Ryan, instead of going out, made his way to Madame Pomfrey with Harry still nestled in his arms.
"Madame Pomfrey?" The friendly nurse turned around and smiled.
"Yes? Can I help you, Ryan?" Sirius nodded with a smile of his own.
"I would appreciate it if you could have a look at Harry, just to make sure he's alright." Harry groaned but Sirius and Poppy ignored him.
"Of course, dear. Come with me." The three of them made their way to the hospital and the nurse motioned to the beds.
"Lay him down in one of those, I'll be back in a moment." She went to her office, closing the door, probably to get her things ready. Sirius laid Harry in a bed next to a window, his pets, who had been trailing behind, settled around them. The boy looked at his godfather annoyed.
"Don't I spend enough time in here as it is?" Sirius shifted a little nervously under Harry's glare.
"I know kid, I just want to make sure you're alright, you looked pretty out of it this evening." Harry decided no to answer the last statement and Sirius changed the subject. Looking at Hedwig he saw the letter again. "Hedwig has brought you a letter, Harry." Sirius helped his godson sit up in bed and handed him the letter. It was from Hermione.
Dear Harry,
I hope you're doing alright, I got 16 OWL's, Ron told me you got 14, congratulations. Guess what, the headmaster is sending us to where you are, we will pose as exchange students, isn't that cool? I think he wants as many people as possible in there, so don't be surprised if you see more known people. Things around here are very calm now, it's pretty boring, I can't wait till we get there, we'll also be in fifth year to keep you company and to help watch Lily and James. I have to go now, say hello to Ryan and Ethan for me, I'll see you in a few days.
Love, Hermione.
Harry smiled happily and looked at his godfather.
"Ryan! Did you know Ron and Hermione were coming here?" Sirius looked a little shocked and then smiled.
"I had no idea, but it will be good to see them again." Harry nodded and yawned just when Madame Pomfrey returned. She ordered him to lay down and began to check him over. Harry felt himself getting drowsy by her gentle prodding and by the time she was finished he was fast asleep. Madame Pomfrey turned to Ryan.
"He's exhausted, his energy levels are very low, I suggest you keep him in bed till term begins and even then I want him to take things slowly. Oh, and give him this potion two times a day, I'll make Danielle give you a batch, it's a strength restoring potion. Understood?" Ryan nodded and then grimaced.
"He won't be happy, he already thinks he has spent more then enough time in bed." Poppy laughed.
"Don't worry, that's the usual reaction with teenagers.
To be continued...
Author's notes: Thanks for all reviews.
Dangers in the past:
Charlie was suddenly terrified, he had expected to see Voldemort blown to pieces and by the way the Dark Lord was looking at his hand he had been expecting the same. Voldemort looked up and laughed.
"It seems whatever you were trying hasn't worked, Potter!" Charlie looked at Harry and was startled to see his friend smiling, he turned to the headmaster and saw understanding crossing his features. Voldemort looked at the boy in front of him, still a little unsettled by the great power that surrounded the boy, he rose his wand ready to end the duel once and for all before Harry came up with another trick. Charlie took a step to his young friend but the headmaster stopped him. Before he could ask what was going on Voldemort shouted the killing curse. The redhead waited anxiously to see the familiar green light that would end the boy's life, but nothing happened. Frowning, Voldemort tried again but not even a spark of light came out of his wand. Realisation started to go through the Dark lord's face. He quickly picked up a wand that had somehow been thrown at his feet and tried again. Nothing. Voldemort took a step back, looking horrified at Harry.
"You! You didn't..." He was shaking his head, trembling from head to toe, he seemed to be terrified at what was happening. Then Harry laughed making the ground tremble some more.
"You really don't think I consider you important enough to taint my hands and soul by killing you, do you, muggle?" Voldemort took another step back, stumbled and fell on the ground. Finally Charlie understood. Harry, being Harry, had refused to kill anyone, not even the Dark Lord, physically at least. He had just ended everything that Voldemort was, he had ended his power, leaving behind Tom Riddle, a simple muggle man. He was not the only one who understood. All death eaters began to run away, chased by ministry wizards and aurors, while the teachers and students began to cheer and celebrate Voldemort's demise. Dumbledore finally moved, rushing to Harry's side while four aurors walked to Voldemort and put the full body bind on him and while two stayed with the ex-Dark lord, the other two joined Dumbledore at Harry's side. The boy had now closed his eyes and was slumped against the headmaster, all his power had retreated once again into his body, leaving an exhausted boy
behind. Dumbledore put strong, comforting arms around him and stroked his hair gently.
"Sir?" Dumbledore looked up at the two aurors.
"Yes?"
"What will we do with him?" One of the aurors asked pointing at Riddle. "We can't put him in Azkaban, the dementors would help him get out again." Harry tiredly opened his eyes and tugged at Dumbledore's sleeve, making the headmaster bend over him. The boy whispered something into the old wizard's ear and then Dumbledore did something Charlie hadn't seen him do for quite some time. He laughed. It was a bright, amused laugh that rang through the grounds getting everyone's attention. The aurors looked slightly bewildered from Dumbledore to Harry, who had a soft smile on his lips.
"Sir?" Dumbledore pushed down his amusement.
"Sorry, Harry suggested we put him in St Quentin." The two aurors looked at each other in confusion. One of them finally asked.
"Isn't that that high security prison on an island?" Dumbledore looked at them calmly.
"Yes."
"But it's for muggles!" Harry looked up at them from where his head was resting against the headmaster's chest and smiled.
"And isn't it just the perfect place for our little Tommy?" Both aurors grinned, understanding dawning on their faces.
"It will all be arranged sir." The two aurors saluted and then walked away, already discussing all the protections they would need to put on the muggle prison. Dumbledore looked down at the child resting in his embrace.
"Time to go sleep Harry." Before the boy had a chance to look up, Dumbledore had already put a sleeping charm on him. The headmaster let the boy slide down to the ground, carefully making sure he didn't hurt himself and then conjured a stretcher under him and covered him with a blanket he just summoned as to keep him warm. The old wizard turned to Charlie who had been watching intently and smiled tiredly at him. "Mr Weasley please, take care of Sirius and Remus." And without another word the headmaster left walking next to Harry's stretcher.
End Flashback.
Charlie shook his head to clear his thoughts and smiled at Harry. The boy's eyes were dropping again, the injuries he had got that day had weakened him a great deal. The boy smiled back but returned his attention to Dumbledore when he talked.
"Thank you for telling us this Ethan." He then turned to Harry. "You are a very brave young man Harry. Not many grown up wizards would have faced Voldemort to protect their friends." Many of the teachers nodded and smiled at him making him blush. Ryan was now looking him with a proud yet concerned face. Dumbledore talked again. "Ok, I have to go talk with the Minister. You all should go rest, it has been a long day." The staff nodded and started walking out of the room after Dumbledore had gone away. Ryan, instead of going out, made his way to Madame Pomfrey with Harry still nestled in his arms.
"Madame Pomfrey?" The friendly nurse turned around and smiled.
"Yes? Can I help you, Ryan?" Sirius nodded with a smile of his own.
"I would appreciate it if you could have a look at Harry, just to make sure he's alright." Harry groaned but Sirius and Poppy ignored him.
"Of course, dear. Come with me." The three of them made their way to the hospital and the nurse motioned to the beds.
"Lay him down in one of those, I'll be back in a moment." She went to her office, closing the door, probably to get her things ready. Sirius laid Harry in a bed next to a window, his pets, who had been trailing behind, settled around them. The boy looked at his godfather annoyed.
"Don't I spend enough time in here as it is?" Sirius shifted a little nervously under Harry's glare.
"I know kid, I just want to make sure you're alright, you looked pretty out of it this evening." Harry decided no to answer the last statement and Sirius changed the subject. Looking at Hedwig he saw the letter again. "Hedwig has brought you a letter, Harry." Sirius helped his godson sit up in bed and handed him the letter. It was from Hermione.
Dear Harry,
I hope you're doing alright, I got 16 OWL's, Ron told me you got 14, congratulations. Guess what, the headmaster is sending us to where you are, we will pose as exchange students, isn't that cool? I think he wants as many people as possible in there, so don't be surprised if you see more known people. Things around here are very calm now, it's pretty boring, I can't wait till we get there, we'll also be in fifth year to keep you company and to help watch Lily and James. I have to go now, say hello to Ryan and Ethan for me, I'll see you in a few days.
Love, Hermione.
Harry smiled happily and looked at his godfather.
"Ryan! Did you know Ron and Hermione were coming here?" Sirius looked a little shocked and then smiled.
"I had no idea, but it will be good to see them again." Harry nodded and yawned just when Madame Pomfrey returned. She ordered him to lay down and began to check him over. Harry felt himself getting drowsy by her gentle prodding and by the time she was finished he was fast asleep. Madame Pomfrey turned to Ryan.
"He's exhausted, his energy levels are very low, I suggest you keep him in bed till term begins and even then I want him to take things slowly. Oh, and give him this potion two times a day, I'll make Danielle give you a batch, it's a strength restoring potion. Understood?" Ryan nodded and then grimaced.
"He won't be happy, he already thinks he has spent more then enough time in bed." Poppy laughed.
"Don't worry, that's the usual reaction with teenagers.
To be continued...
Author's notes: Thanks for all reviews.