"What's that supposed to mean?" Harry asked completely confused.
"Two they will be?" Ginny repeated. "You think it's me and Harry?" Ginny
was a lot quicker than Harry was and realised why Dumbledore had told them
this. Dumbledore nodded.
"Two choices?" Asked Harry, "What choices? What does it mean?"
"The choice of light and the choice of dark. To destroy the darkness or to
join it" Ginny whispered.
"Remember when you asked me if you'd been put in the right house Harry?"
Dumbledore enquired. "I said 'It's our choices that show what we really
are'. You are undoubtedly a very powerful wizard, Harry. If you chose to,
you could be the next dark lord."
"We will be the end of the darkness." Harry stated, his mind still
struggling to grasp the double meaning. "Or the end of the light."
"There's nothing" Ginny complained pulling the dusty book closer to her eyes. The writing was tiny and the light from the lamp wasn't giving out much light. The Marauders map lay on the table and Harry kept glancing at it nervously, his invisibility cloak tucked safely behind him. "There has to be something. I know Dumbledore said to let it run it's course but I can't sit here while my destiny is written for me." Harry stood up and paced the shelves of the library, it was gone midnight and the moonlight was shining through the window. The writing on a spine of a black book shone out at him. He approached it and read the spine. "The founders and their important heirs." Harry read, "Hey look at this" Harry pulled it off the shelf. Flicking through their was a whole section devoted to Gryffindor heirs. "*What was that*" Ginny's voice echoed in his brain, "*I don't know*" The book still clutched in his hand he grabbed the map and the invisibility cloak and threw it over his and Ginny's shoulders. "You know what he's like Albus; spitting image of James, and as for Ginny. They're bound to be here after you forbade them..." "I didn't forbid them, just gave advice." Mcgonagol and Dumbledore strode into the library. "See Minerva, they're not here. Now lets go back to bed, you've got classes in the morning." "Harry has a cloak thought doesn't he? He could be here" "Minerva" It was all Harry could do keep himself from laughing, Dumbledore sounded very exasperated. Harry saw the Headmaster's blue eyes flick to the corner where they stood, he winked and then shoed Mcgonagol out. Ginny let out the breath she had been holding. "He knew we were here, he saw us" she half whispered, Harry nodded; he had reason before now to believe that Dumbledore could see through his cloak. "Come-on Harry. Lets go back." "I'm starving though" "You sound like Ron. We could go to the kitchens, Dobby would be ecstatic." Harry turned through the door and stopped when he realised what was wrong with Ginny's statement. "How do you know about the kitchens?" She rolled her eyes. "I am a marauder you know, and Fred and George's sister." "Ah yes, how could I forget"
"Mister Potter, Miss Weasley. Dobby was hoping you'd come to see him and you has! What does you want to eat? Elron will take your order." "Elron?" An aged house elf came out from behind Dobby carrying a piece of parchment. "Mister Potter!" He cried excitedly "Miss Evans!" "Evans? No I'm Ginny Weasley. Who's Miss Evans?" The latter part was directed at Dobby. "No" said the confused Elf, "Miss Lily Evans and Mister James Potter" "No I'm Harry Potter. Lily and James son, this is my... my girlfriend Ginny Weasley." The elderly elf began rocking backwards and forwards muttering to himself and was soon whisked off by several other Elves. "I is sorry for Elron, he is old. Dumbledore keeps him here because he has no where else to go." "Why did he think we were my Mum and Dad?" "He says Lily and James used to come down for snacks when they was here. You both look like them, only with their eyes swapped." Ginny's hand moved to her neck line and pulled out her marauders necklace. It still glowed gold and the light lit the highlights in her hair; Harry pulled his out and it was still shining green. "So masters, what would you like?" "Tea and toast?" Harry said looking at Ginny for conformation. "And Apple pie with cream." "Why Apple pie?" Asked Harry curiously as the House Elves fell over themselves to get their order. "Why not?"
"Now I know I promised that we wouldn't go over the unforgivable curses again, but I just checked the syllabus for your N.E.W.T's and." Said Professor Lupin before he was interrupted by an agitated Ron. "N.E.W.T's! We don't have them until next year!" ".and we have to learn the theory of a complex curse. The Avarda Kedavra curse would be perfect." The class drew breath at the same time at the mention of the worst of the unforgivable curses. "As we know the only person to have survived this curse is Mr Potter." The class turned to look at Harry and he knew he was going red. "Harry do you know how you suvived?" "Wasn't it my mothers charm, she died to save me and." Harry shrugged and trailed off. "Yes your mother performed an ancient curse which transferred her love into your body protecting you from harm. There is one other way to survive however." Harry looked up and Hermione began flicking feverishly through her book. "To understand this method you must understand the theory behind the curse. The killing curse drags your soul away from your body." "Sir?" "Ron, you have a question?" "Yes. Doesn't the dementor's kiss do the same? I thought you could live without your soul?" "A dementor's kiss sucks out the part of the soul that makes you an individual; your thoughts, feelings and memories. The killing curse drags away all of your soul rendering you dead. Does any one see how this could be avoided?" The class looked around at each other nervously, and Ginny slowly put her hand up and Lupin nodded at her. "If your soul wasn't in your body then you couldn't be killed. If you could some how remove your soul and out it some where else then." She said slightly uncertain. "Excellent Miss Weasley, 20 points to Gryffindor!" Ginny smiled broadly and turned to see Ron looking apprehensively at her.
"Ron what is the matter?" Ginny asked him in the common room later that night. "How in Merlin's name did you know that answer?" "Well it was kind of obvious, right Hermione? Hermione?" "No Gin I didn't see it and I can't find it in here anywhere!" Hermione exclaimed shrilly, she was again flicking madly through her Dada book. "It's ok 'Mi. Take a breath, it's not in there." Ron teased stealing her book away from her.
As usual time at Hogwarts moved quickly and Harry found himself out on the Quidditch pitch talking about the match that could put them into the final against Slytherin. Slytherin had played dirtily and beaten Ravenclaw by only 10 points. "We have to beat Hufflepuff by more than 30 points to qualify for the cup. Chasers we need you to perform your best moves. Don't relax thinking it's only Hufflepuff; the only match I've ever lost was against Hufflepuff." Harry reminded them, "As long as I catch the snitch we should be fine. Ok I want chasers to ride shoot against Gin. Peter, David I want you to train using that tennis game you showed me. But first a little speed and agility training first." The team groaned, Harry insisted on doing this every practise. "Race to the end of the pitch around the hoops and then dive as far down as you can go, just pull up before you hit the floor. I want no accidents that could harm our chances." Harry looked pointedly at Ron who was very apt to hitting the floor during this exercise. The team mounted their brooms and sped off. Harry found himself racing Leah and Laura to the ground. The Wronksi Feint was Harry's best move so he won easily, pulling up so closely to the ground that he had to bend his legs to avoid hitting them on the floor. The rest of the team then split off to practise their moves separately.
Harry noticed Ginny sitting by herself on the sofa in the common room one night; about a week after the Quidditch practise. Harry quickly ended his sentence and sat beside her. "You ok Hun?" "Yeah I'm fine. I'm going to bed, night." And with that Ginny got up and went up to her dorm. Harry looked surprised and Ron came over. "What've you done now?" He asked teasingly "Nothing, she said she was fine." Harry informed him. "Uh oh!" "What?" "Well me and Hermione had this huge fight last year." "Makes a change" Harry mumbled but Ron either didn't hear or was pretending he didn't. "Well she said she was fine and I believed her, she sent me this. Wait here" Ron rushed up to the dorm and flew back down the stairs to Harry table handed him a much worn bit of parchment. Harry looked at it then back at Ron. "Ron 'Mione sent this to you last year." "Your point being?" "You still have it?" Ron nodded. Harry shook his head at his friend and looked down at yellow slip in his hand.
Ron, Incase you hadn't noticed I'm not fine. I'm going to teach you something about girl politics and you'd better remember it. When a girl says she is fine there are many meanings, here are some, but no where near all, of them
1. She may really be fine but this is the most unusual meaning. 2. She maybe upset by something (this doesn't always mean you, but in your case.) and wants you to leave her alone. 3. She maybe upset and wants you to cheer her up. 4. She may just have had a long day and is tired. 4. She may have fallen out with her friends and doesn't want to talk about it. 5. She may just want to be alone, girls aren't like boys and don't crave attention half as much.
When a girls says she's fine then leaves the best thing is to work out which meaning applies to her and follow her unless it's 2 or 5. Incase you hadn't worked it out yet it was number 2 and 3 in my case. Hermione
Harry read the letter and then re-read it. "I'll never understand girls." "Neither do I but I'd go up to see my sister. This is the only time you'll here me say this. Go up to my sisters bedroom and make up" Harry laughed, "I'm going, I'm going" He took a breath and began walking up to the girls common room, keeping an eye out for any prefects; boys weren't allowed in the girls dorms and vice versa. Harry made it up the stairs safely but now faced another threat; Ginny. Harry stood outside the door for a few minutes wondering how best to approach the situation. If she wanted to be alone it was probably a bad idea to go barging in there, on the other hand if she wanted cheering up he had to do something. A spell he learnt in Transfiguration last year came to mind. Waving his wand muttering a spell and white rose appeared in his hand; minus the thorns. Then he transfigured a note which read; 'Gin, I don't know if you want to talk but if you do I'm standing outside your door. All my love Harry.' Taking another breath, Ginny seemed to have this affect on him, he used a handy little spell and made the rose appear on Ginny's bedside table. He listened hard at the mahogany door and heard a small gasp, there was silence for a few seconds then the door creaked open and a red head threw herself at Harry. He was slightly taken aback but soon recovered and put his arms around her breathing in her familiar smell. There was a noise behind them and Ginny grabbed Harry's hand and pulled him into the dorm. "Night Hermione" "Night Gin" Hermione said giving her a strange look; Ginny had the door almost closed with her face poking out of a small slit. After Hermione had left Ginny closed the door to see Harry looking expectantly at her. "What?" "Nothing" "How did you know something was wrong?" Ginny said sitting on the bed next to the window, Harry joined her. "Well Ron." "Ron told you? Ron, as in my clueless brother? Wow Hermione has worked wonders" "So what's up hun?" "Bad day, one of those days you realise that your friends all hate you and your to clever for your own good." "Can't say I've ever had one of those, why would your friends hate you?" "I don't know. Something to do with you probably, they think I've 'changed' since we. I got the best marks in Charms that is possible on my last exam so Flitwick wants to bump me up to sixth year. Of course all my friends thought that was wonderful and have practically disowned me." "Their not real friends Gin, real friends stick by you through everything. You fall out occasionally but you always make up. If they're worth it they'll apologise if not, your better off without them." Harry surprised himself with his wise words but Ginny thought they were wonderful. "Yes" she said quietly then more loudly "Yeah, I don't need them. Thanks Harry, you're the best" "I know" he said as he gave her kiss and a hug, she hit him playfully with a pillow, their was a creak outside the door. "What was that noise?" Harry whispered, "I don't know?" A voice sounded from outside, Hermione was back. Harry and Ginny looked at each other, eyes wide in panic. "What are we going to do?" Harry whispered hoarsely "She can' find you in here, she'd freak out. Hide under the bed" Ginny whispered back, pointing to her bed. Harry whipped around but then turned back trying not to laugh. "Yeah, I'm going to fit under there!" "Gin, I'm coming in" The door opened and Hermione stood wearing a pair of pale blue pyjamas, "Why didn't." Hermione's eyes narrowed as she spotted Harry. "Harry, boys aren't allowed in the girl's dorm. You're going to lose Gryffindor points and you know Slytherin aren't far behind." "You weren't worrying about points when you were in the boy's dorm with Ron" Ginny said slyly. Hermione's mouth closed abruptly, Harry looked in a amazement between Ginny and Hermione. "How." Hermione's voice cracked as she tried to regain herself, "How did you know that?" "I have my sources" "You won't tell anyone will you?" "As long as you don't mention this." Hermione nodded her face bright red and closed the door. "Tell anyone what? What did you catch Ron and Hermione doing?" Harry gabbled, "Ok. I don't know and nothing, I made it up. I'm going to have to get some gossip now, and maybe confront Ron" "You made it up? Taking a bit of risk" Said Harry stepping close to her, she put her arms around his neck and his hands came to rest on her waist. "Well you know me" Ginny whispered against his lips then came a knock at the door. They both looked at the door as Ron came in. "Do we have the worst luck or what?" Ginny asked shaking her head. "Come on Mr Potter, bed time. Leave my sister alone" Harry grinned, giving Ginny a quick kiss. As the two boys walked out of the room Ginny heard Harry say "Now Ron, tell me about Hermione" and Ron's reply of, "Shut it Potter"
"There's nothing" Ginny complained pulling the dusty book closer to her eyes. The writing was tiny and the light from the lamp wasn't giving out much light. The Marauders map lay on the table and Harry kept glancing at it nervously, his invisibility cloak tucked safely behind him. "There has to be something. I know Dumbledore said to let it run it's course but I can't sit here while my destiny is written for me." Harry stood up and paced the shelves of the library, it was gone midnight and the moonlight was shining through the window. The writing on a spine of a black book shone out at him. He approached it and read the spine. "The founders and their important heirs." Harry read, "Hey look at this" Harry pulled it off the shelf. Flicking through their was a whole section devoted to Gryffindor heirs. "*What was that*" Ginny's voice echoed in his brain, "*I don't know*" The book still clutched in his hand he grabbed the map and the invisibility cloak and threw it over his and Ginny's shoulders. "You know what he's like Albus; spitting image of James, and as for Ginny. They're bound to be here after you forbade them..." "I didn't forbid them, just gave advice." Mcgonagol and Dumbledore strode into the library. "See Minerva, they're not here. Now lets go back to bed, you've got classes in the morning." "Harry has a cloak thought doesn't he? He could be here" "Minerva" It was all Harry could do keep himself from laughing, Dumbledore sounded very exasperated. Harry saw the Headmaster's blue eyes flick to the corner where they stood, he winked and then shoed Mcgonagol out. Ginny let out the breath she had been holding. "He knew we were here, he saw us" she half whispered, Harry nodded; he had reason before now to believe that Dumbledore could see through his cloak. "Come-on Harry. Lets go back." "I'm starving though" "You sound like Ron. We could go to the kitchens, Dobby would be ecstatic." Harry turned through the door and stopped when he realised what was wrong with Ginny's statement. "How do you know about the kitchens?" She rolled her eyes. "I am a marauder you know, and Fred and George's sister." "Ah yes, how could I forget"
"Mister Potter, Miss Weasley. Dobby was hoping you'd come to see him and you has! What does you want to eat? Elron will take your order." "Elron?" An aged house elf came out from behind Dobby carrying a piece of parchment. "Mister Potter!" He cried excitedly "Miss Evans!" "Evans? No I'm Ginny Weasley. Who's Miss Evans?" The latter part was directed at Dobby. "No" said the confused Elf, "Miss Lily Evans and Mister James Potter" "No I'm Harry Potter. Lily and James son, this is my... my girlfriend Ginny Weasley." The elderly elf began rocking backwards and forwards muttering to himself and was soon whisked off by several other Elves. "I is sorry for Elron, he is old. Dumbledore keeps him here because he has no where else to go." "Why did he think we were my Mum and Dad?" "He says Lily and James used to come down for snacks when they was here. You both look like them, only with their eyes swapped." Ginny's hand moved to her neck line and pulled out her marauders necklace. It still glowed gold and the light lit the highlights in her hair; Harry pulled his out and it was still shining green. "So masters, what would you like?" "Tea and toast?" Harry said looking at Ginny for conformation. "And Apple pie with cream." "Why Apple pie?" Asked Harry curiously as the House Elves fell over themselves to get their order. "Why not?"
"Now I know I promised that we wouldn't go over the unforgivable curses again, but I just checked the syllabus for your N.E.W.T's and." Said Professor Lupin before he was interrupted by an agitated Ron. "N.E.W.T's! We don't have them until next year!" ".and we have to learn the theory of a complex curse. The Avarda Kedavra curse would be perfect." The class drew breath at the same time at the mention of the worst of the unforgivable curses. "As we know the only person to have survived this curse is Mr Potter." The class turned to look at Harry and he knew he was going red. "Harry do you know how you suvived?" "Wasn't it my mothers charm, she died to save me and." Harry shrugged and trailed off. "Yes your mother performed an ancient curse which transferred her love into your body protecting you from harm. There is one other way to survive however." Harry looked up and Hermione began flicking feverishly through her book. "To understand this method you must understand the theory behind the curse. The killing curse drags your soul away from your body." "Sir?" "Ron, you have a question?" "Yes. Doesn't the dementor's kiss do the same? I thought you could live without your soul?" "A dementor's kiss sucks out the part of the soul that makes you an individual; your thoughts, feelings and memories. The killing curse drags away all of your soul rendering you dead. Does any one see how this could be avoided?" The class looked around at each other nervously, and Ginny slowly put her hand up and Lupin nodded at her. "If your soul wasn't in your body then you couldn't be killed. If you could some how remove your soul and out it some where else then." She said slightly uncertain. "Excellent Miss Weasley, 20 points to Gryffindor!" Ginny smiled broadly and turned to see Ron looking apprehensively at her.
"Ron what is the matter?" Ginny asked him in the common room later that night. "How in Merlin's name did you know that answer?" "Well it was kind of obvious, right Hermione? Hermione?" "No Gin I didn't see it and I can't find it in here anywhere!" Hermione exclaimed shrilly, she was again flicking madly through her Dada book. "It's ok 'Mi. Take a breath, it's not in there." Ron teased stealing her book away from her.
As usual time at Hogwarts moved quickly and Harry found himself out on the Quidditch pitch talking about the match that could put them into the final against Slytherin. Slytherin had played dirtily and beaten Ravenclaw by only 10 points. "We have to beat Hufflepuff by more than 30 points to qualify for the cup. Chasers we need you to perform your best moves. Don't relax thinking it's only Hufflepuff; the only match I've ever lost was against Hufflepuff." Harry reminded them, "As long as I catch the snitch we should be fine. Ok I want chasers to ride shoot against Gin. Peter, David I want you to train using that tennis game you showed me. But first a little speed and agility training first." The team groaned, Harry insisted on doing this every practise. "Race to the end of the pitch around the hoops and then dive as far down as you can go, just pull up before you hit the floor. I want no accidents that could harm our chances." Harry looked pointedly at Ron who was very apt to hitting the floor during this exercise. The team mounted their brooms and sped off. Harry found himself racing Leah and Laura to the ground. The Wronksi Feint was Harry's best move so he won easily, pulling up so closely to the ground that he had to bend his legs to avoid hitting them on the floor. The rest of the team then split off to practise their moves separately.
Harry noticed Ginny sitting by herself on the sofa in the common room one night; about a week after the Quidditch practise. Harry quickly ended his sentence and sat beside her. "You ok Hun?" "Yeah I'm fine. I'm going to bed, night." And with that Ginny got up and went up to her dorm. Harry looked surprised and Ron came over. "What've you done now?" He asked teasingly "Nothing, she said she was fine." Harry informed him. "Uh oh!" "What?" "Well me and Hermione had this huge fight last year." "Makes a change" Harry mumbled but Ron either didn't hear or was pretending he didn't. "Well she said she was fine and I believed her, she sent me this. Wait here" Ron rushed up to the dorm and flew back down the stairs to Harry table handed him a much worn bit of parchment. Harry looked at it then back at Ron. "Ron 'Mione sent this to you last year." "Your point being?" "You still have it?" Ron nodded. Harry shook his head at his friend and looked down at yellow slip in his hand.
Ron, Incase you hadn't noticed I'm not fine. I'm going to teach you something about girl politics and you'd better remember it. When a girl says she is fine there are many meanings, here are some, but no where near all, of them
1. She may really be fine but this is the most unusual meaning. 2. She maybe upset by something (this doesn't always mean you, but in your case.) and wants you to leave her alone. 3. She maybe upset and wants you to cheer her up. 4. She may just have had a long day and is tired. 4. She may have fallen out with her friends and doesn't want to talk about it. 5. She may just want to be alone, girls aren't like boys and don't crave attention half as much.
When a girls says she's fine then leaves the best thing is to work out which meaning applies to her and follow her unless it's 2 or 5. Incase you hadn't worked it out yet it was number 2 and 3 in my case. Hermione
Harry read the letter and then re-read it. "I'll never understand girls." "Neither do I but I'd go up to see my sister. This is the only time you'll here me say this. Go up to my sisters bedroom and make up" Harry laughed, "I'm going, I'm going" He took a breath and began walking up to the girls common room, keeping an eye out for any prefects; boys weren't allowed in the girls dorms and vice versa. Harry made it up the stairs safely but now faced another threat; Ginny. Harry stood outside the door for a few minutes wondering how best to approach the situation. If she wanted to be alone it was probably a bad idea to go barging in there, on the other hand if she wanted cheering up he had to do something. A spell he learnt in Transfiguration last year came to mind. Waving his wand muttering a spell and white rose appeared in his hand; minus the thorns. Then he transfigured a note which read; 'Gin, I don't know if you want to talk but if you do I'm standing outside your door. All my love Harry.' Taking another breath, Ginny seemed to have this affect on him, he used a handy little spell and made the rose appear on Ginny's bedside table. He listened hard at the mahogany door and heard a small gasp, there was silence for a few seconds then the door creaked open and a red head threw herself at Harry. He was slightly taken aback but soon recovered and put his arms around her breathing in her familiar smell. There was a noise behind them and Ginny grabbed Harry's hand and pulled him into the dorm. "Night Hermione" "Night Gin" Hermione said giving her a strange look; Ginny had the door almost closed with her face poking out of a small slit. After Hermione had left Ginny closed the door to see Harry looking expectantly at her. "What?" "Nothing" "How did you know something was wrong?" Ginny said sitting on the bed next to the window, Harry joined her. "Well Ron." "Ron told you? Ron, as in my clueless brother? Wow Hermione has worked wonders" "So what's up hun?" "Bad day, one of those days you realise that your friends all hate you and your to clever for your own good." "Can't say I've ever had one of those, why would your friends hate you?" "I don't know. Something to do with you probably, they think I've 'changed' since we. I got the best marks in Charms that is possible on my last exam so Flitwick wants to bump me up to sixth year. Of course all my friends thought that was wonderful and have practically disowned me." "Their not real friends Gin, real friends stick by you through everything. You fall out occasionally but you always make up. If they're worth it they'll apologise if not, your better off without them." Harry surprised himself with his wise words but Ginny thought they were wonderful. "Yes" she said quietly then more loudly "Yeah, I don't need them. Thanks Harry, you're the best" "I know" he said as he gave her kiss and a hug, she hit him playfully with a pillow, their was a creak outside the door. "What was that noise?" Harry whispered, "I don't know?" A voice sounded from outside, Hermione was back. Harry and Ginny looked at each other, eyes wide in panic. "What are we going to do?" Harry whispered hoarsely "She can' find you in here, she'd freak out. Hide under the bed" Ginny whispered back, pointing to her bed. Harry whipped around but then turned back trying not to laugh. "Yeah, I'm going to fit under there!" "Gin, I'm coming in" The door opened and Hermione stood wearing a pair of pale blue pyjamas, "Why didn't." Hermione's eyes narrowed as she spotted Harry. "Harry, boys aren't allowed in the girl's dorm. You're going to lose Gryffindor points and you know Slytherin aren't far behind." "You weren't worrying about points when you were in the boy's dorm with Ron" Ginny said slyly. Hermione's mouth closed abruptly, Harry looked in a amazement between Ginny and Hermione. "How." Hermione's voice cracked as she tried to regain herself, "How did you know that?" "I have my sources" "You won't tell anyone will you?" "As long as you don't mention this." Hermione nodded her face bright red and closed the door. "Tell anyone what? What did you catch Ron and Hermione doing?" Harry gabbled, "Ok. I don't know and nothing, I made it up. I'm going to have to get some gossip now, and maybe confront Ron" "You made it up? Taking a bit of risk" Said Harry stepping close to her, she put her arms around his neck and his hands came to rest on her waist. "Well you know me" Ginny whispered against his lips then came a knock at the door. They both looked at the door as Ron came in. "Do we have the worst luck or what?" Ginny asked shaking her head. "Come on Mr Potter, bed time. Leave my sister alone" Harry grinned, giving Ginny a quick kiss. As the two boys walked out of the room Ginny heard Harry say "Now Ron, tell me about Hermione" and Ron's reply of, "Shut it Potter"