I am a seventeen-year-old American male, not an adult English female (I am
not Rowling). I do not own Harry Potter.
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I may have a beta-reader on tap, but incase that falls through, I am looking for a Beta-reader who can:
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Check the spelling/grammar of the fic.
Check the accuracy of the Harry Potter stuff. (IE: Is Dumbledore spelled right? Is accio spelled right and is it the summoning charm?
Check continuity. (IE: Did I say Harry was at Summit for five years in chapter one, but say he was there for six in chapter two.)
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It kind figures. My mother is a professional proofreader, she could do the spelling, grammar, and continuity checking, but she thinks fan fiction is a waste of time, so I can't tell her that I write this stuff.
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Sent Away
Part Two:
The Burrow
Chapter Two:
Return from Exile
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One of the benefits of studying at a school for higher magics, such as Summit, was the ability to learn things that a teacher at regular magic school didn't know. One of these things that higher magic students learned about was the portal network.
Natural portals, rips in space, exist in many locations on the Earth. For example, you may want to go from London to New York. There might not be a portal directly connecting the two, but there is a portal from London to Paris, another from Paris to Chicago, another from Chicago to Boston, and finally one from Boston to New York. This was the portal network. It was a simple bit of High Magic to be able to use the portals.
The simple magic was a bit dangerous though. Portals are always open, and invisible. Make yourself able to use them, and you might find yourself walking down a street in New York and suddenly find yourself in Antarctica.
It was a bit more complex to be able to see the portals, and even more complex to only go through only the ones that you want to use.
Mages have a great advantage. They can create their own portals. Visible, one use portals that close after, well, whatever the mage sets as the closing factor - anything from when the mage goes through, to when his pocket watch strikes 6:47.
(Incase you haven't gotten it yet. Mages are rather powerful.)
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No one noticed when a portal opened in the glen behind the Burrow. Just after Harry and Ginny stepped out, the portal closed behind them.
If anyone had noticed, it would have been a sight to see. Two full size humans stepping out of a sphere of light the size of a soccer ball. Both wore robes make of material that didn't reflect light, making it as black as anything can be. Their shirts under the robes were, in contrast, a dark red. The woman wore gold earrings, a gold ring, and a ring made of silver with set with a diamond surrounded by rubies. The man wore just a gold ring. He was carrying a strait black staff with a large spherical crystal at the top and inlayed gold runes covering most of the staff. It would have been an impressive sight.
But no one was there to see it, and that was just what Harry and Ginny wanted. With a word, each of them became invisible and waited.
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It was several hours later when the Weasley family left the dinner table and went together into the family room. Arthur Weasley was going over reports of Death Eater activity. Molly was knitting another tiny sweater for James, Ron and Hermione's newborn son. Ron was playing Charley in a game of wizard's chess. George was reading a muggle novel. Hermione was rocking her baby.
Suddenly there was a knocking on the door.
"Oh all get it," Said Molly.
For a moment everyone went back to what they were doing. However, that did not last long.
"By Merlin!" They all heard Molly shout, then a loud thump.
"Molly!" Arthur ran to the door, worried about his wife. He got to her, and found that she had fainted. Then he turned to look out and see what had caused her to faint.
"Ginny."
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"Oh, I had that dream again where Ginny came . . ." Molly said as she woke up. Looking around, finding that she was in the living room, and . . .
"It wasn't a dream, mom."
"Ginny! Oh it's so good to see you!" She said, jumping up to envelope her daughter in a hug. She looked around the room again. "And Harry, welcome back."
"Thank you, Mrs. Weasley."
"So when did you to hook up?" She asked her daughter.
"It's that noticeable?" Ginny said at the same time as Ron's "What?" Hermione's "Oh, congratulations!" and George's "Bloody Hell, she's grown up."
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Flashback
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It had been nearly a year since Ginny had come to Summit.
"Well, it's the only way he is ever going to kiss me." Ginny though. She had been told to practice using her enchantress powers, especially the actual enchanting ones.
Enchanters and Enchantresses enchant people by speaking a special language. The magic makes it sound like whatever the person it is directed at expects it to sound like. That's why she had to take language classes. Not only did she have to learn the language that gave her the enchanting ability, but she had to know enough of other languages too. If and Enchantress wanted to enchant someone, that person has to be able to understand the language he thinks she will be talking in. If the enchanting language sounds like English because he expects English, but doesn't understand English, it won't have any effect.
"Hey Harry, what's up?" She asked, walking into the common room they shared.
"Not much, you?"
"Not much." Ginny said.
Then she steeled her nerves and did it. She switched over to the enchanting language.
"Kiss me."
Harry smiled, walked over to her, wrapped his arms around her and kissed her senseless. Finally, he stopped.
"Wow" Ginny said.
Harry whispered in her ear.
"You know Gin, that mages can tell when the enchanting language is being spoken, and therefore they are immune to it."
Ginny gasped.
"But, but . . . why did you kiss me then?"
"Because I have wanted to for so long."
"You, you have?"
"Yes."
Ginny just smiled, and then brought his head down to hers for another kiss.
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End Flashback
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"So how long have you two been together?"
"About three years." Ginny responded.
"Has she stolen your socks yet?" George asked.
"Of course not. He caught me the first time I tried."
"Oh, look out Harry. Since she was little, she swore that she would either marry 'The Boy Who Lived' or the first person to catch her stealing socks. You are both, and you are going out with her." Ron said.
"I am both, but we are not going out." Harry said.
"Virginia Weasley, is he saying that you two are sleeping together but not going out?" Molly was furious with her daughter.
Ginny didn't respond at first. Then looked at her mother with a smile.
"Oh, I'm sorry mom. I didn't know you were talking to me."
"Whom else would I be talking to? I called you by your name."
"You called me Ginny Weasley."
"Your name."
Ginny put her hand near her mother, showing off the rings on it. "No, my name is Ginny Potter."
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AN: how was chapter two? Did everyone like it? Review please.
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Preview of next chapter:
Part Two:
The Burrow
Chapter Three:
Dumbledore
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"So, you have returned against my advice."
"Yes."
"You two are still in great danger from Voldermort."
"No, we aren't."
"Why?"
"Tom and I dueled earlier today. He lost."
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I may have a beta-reader on tap, but incase that falls through, I am looking for a Beta-reader who can:
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Check the spelling/grammar of the fic.
Check the accuracy of the Harry Potter stuff. (IE: Is Dumbledore spelled right? Is accio spelled right and is it the summoning charm?
Check continuity. (IE: Did I say Harry was at Summit for five years in chapter one, but say he was there for six in chapter two.)
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It kind figures. My mother is a professional proofreader, she could do the spelling, grammar, and continuity checking, but she thinks fan fiction is a waste of time, so I can't tell her that I write this stuff.
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Sent Away
Part Two:
The Burrow
Chapter Two:
Return from Exile
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One of the benefits of studying at a school for higher magics, such as Summit, was the ability to learn things that a teacher at regular magic school didn't know. One of these things that higher magic students learned about was the portal network.
Natural portals, rips in space, exist in many locations on the Earth. For example, you may want to go from London to New York. There might not be a portal directly connecting the two, but there is a portal from London to Paris, another from Paris to Chicago, another from Chicago to Boston, and finally one from Boston to New York. This was the portal network. It was a simple bit of High Magic to be able to use the portals.
The simple magic was a bit dangerous though. Portals are always open, and invisible. Make yourself able to use them, and you might find yourself walking down a street in New York and suddenly find yourself in Antarctica.
It was a bit more complex to be able to see the portals, and even more complex to only go through only the ones that you want to use.
Mages have a great advantage. They can create their own portals. Visible, one use portals that close after, well, whatever the mage sets as the closing factor - anything from when the mage goes through, to when his pocket watch strikes 6:47.
(Incase you haven't gotten it yet. Mages are rather powerful.)
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No one noticed when a portal opened in the glen behind the Burrow. Just after Harry and Ginny stepped out, the portal closed behind them.
If anyone had noticed, it would have been a sight to see. Two full size humans stepping out of a sphere of light the size of a soccer ball. Both wore robes make of material that didn't reflect light, making it as black as anything can be. Their shirts under the robes were, in contrast, a dark red. The woman wore gold earrings, a gold ring, and a ring made of silver with set with a diamond surrounded by rubies. The man wore just a gold ring. He was carrying a strait black staff with a large spherical crystal at the top and inlayed gold runes covering most of the staff. It would have been an impressive sight.
But no one was there to see it, and that was just what Harry and Ginny wanted. With a word, each of them became invisible and waited.
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It was several hours later when the Weasley family left the dinner table and went together into the family room. Arthur Weasley was going over reports of Death Eater activity. Molly was knitting another tiny sweater for James, Ron and Hermione's newborn son. Ron was playing Charley in a game of wizard's chess. George was reading a muggle novel. Hermione was rocking her baby.
Suddenly there was a knocking on the door.
"Oh all get it," Said Molly.
For a moment everyone went back to what they were doing. However, that did not last long.
"By Merlin!" They all heard Molly shout, then a loud thump.
"Molly!" Arthur ran to the door, worried about his wife. He got to her, and found that she had fainted. Then he turned to look out and see what had caused her to faint.
"Ginny."
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"Oh, I had that dream again where Ginny came . . ." Molly said as she woke up. Looking around, finding that she was in the living room, and . . .
"It wasn't a dream, mom."
"Ginny! Oh it's so good to see you!" She said, jumping up to envelope her daughter in a hug. She looked around the room again. "And Harry, welcome back."
"Thank you, Mrs. Weasley."
"So when did you to hook up?" She asked her daughter.
"It's that noticeable?" Ginny said at the same time as Ron's "What?" Hermione's "Oh, congratulations!" and George's "Bloody Hell, she's grown up."
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Flashback
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It had been nearly a year since Ginny had come to Summit.
"Well, it's the only way he is ever going to kiss me." Ginny though. She had been told to practice using her enchantress powers, especially the actual enchanting ones.
Enchanters and Enchantresses enchant people by speaking a special language. The magic makes it sound like whatever the person it is directed at expects it to sound like. That's why she had to take language classes. Not only did she have to learn the language that gave her the enchanting ability, but she had to know enough of other languages too. If and Enchantress wanted to enchant someone, that person has to be able to understand the language he thinks she will be talking in. If the enchanting language sounds like English because he expects English, but doesn't understand English, it won't have any effect.
"Hey Harry, what's up?" She asked, walking into the common room they shared.
"Not much, you?"
"Not much." Ginny said.
Then she steeled her nerves and did it. She switched over to the enchanting language.
"Kiss me."
Harry smiled, walked over to her, wrapped his arms around her and kissed her senseless. Finally, he stopped.
"Wow" Ginny said.
Harry whispered in her ear.
"You know Gin, that mages can tell when the enchanting language is being spoken, and therefore they are immune to it."
Ginny gasped.
"But, but . . . why did you kiss me then?"
"Because I have wanted to for so long."
"You, you have?"
"Yes."
Ginny just smiled, and then brought his head down to hers for another kiss.
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End Flashback
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"So how long have you two been together?"
"About three years." Ginny responded.
"Has she stolen your socks yet?" George asked.
"Of course not. He caught me the first time I tried."
"Oh, look out Harry. Since she was little, she swore that she would either marry 'The Boy Who Lived' or the first person to catch her stealing socks. You are both, and you are going out with her." Ron said.
"I am both, but we are not going out." Harry said.
"Virginia Weasley, is he saying that you two are sleeping together but not going out?" Molly was furious with her daughter.
Ginny didn't respond at first. Then looked at her mother with a smile.
"Oh, I'm sorry mom. I didn't know you were talking to me."
"Whom else would I be talking to? I called you by your name."
"You called me Ginny Weasley."
"Your name."
Ginny put her hand near her mother, showing off the rings on it. "No, my name is Ginny Potter."
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AN: how was chapter two? Did everyone like it? Review please.
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Preview of next chapter:
Part Two:
The Burrow
Chapter Three:
Dumbledore
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"So, you have returned against my advice."
"Yes."
"You two are still in great danger from Voldermort."
"No, we aren't."
"Why?"
"Tom and I dueled earlier today. He lost."