Chapter 11: Harry's Story
Ginny and Harry were lying down on a bed in their rented cabin. Harry had taken up residence in a place he told Ginny was called Battle Creak, Michigan. After their departure from the ministry Harry had brought them to the cabin for a much needed rest. Harry had picked up his loving wife and brought her to the bed where he gently laid her down. As he plopped down next to his wife he apologized profusely for not arriving sooner. Harry informed her that he was exhausted after his ordeal at Hogwarts and his duel with Ron. Ginny kissed him lovingly and informed her husband that everything was ok. The area they were in was five hours behind London time so it was still early in the morning, not that this bothered Harry or Ginny because it gave them plenty of time to relax.
"Harry." Ginny said as her husband ran his hand over her stomach.
"Yes love."
"What's the baby thinking?" Ginny asked.
"Beautiful thoughts, the best way to describe it is innocence personified." Harry informed her.
"Can you let me feel them?" Ginny inqured.
A smiling Harry Potter nodded and in an instant Ginny could feel the raw emotions the baby gave off. This brought tears of joy to both parents. Harry kissed his wife's forehead and wrapped his arms around her.
"It must have been very difficult to learn how to control your new abilities." Ginny stated as she wiped tears from her eyes.
"In a way. When my benefactor first appeared to me I thought he was a delusion brought about by the Dementor's influence. It took him awhile to convince me that he was not a delusion, or some manifestation of my subconscious. Still, when you have nothing better to do for a year you'd be surprised how quickly you learn things. Especially when your mental well-being is at stake." Harry stated.
"I can imagine." Ginny responded.
"My mysterious benefactor said he was looking for someone that had the potential to be what he called a shaman."
"How did this person find you?" Ginny inquired.
"Apparently I was radiating highly levels of mystical and psionic energy in Azkaban, probably because of the detrimental affect the Dementors had on me and because of my link to Voldemort." Harry said. "Anyways the first thing he taught me was how to tune out the Dementors by using a mixture of telepathy and empathy." Harry explained. "As you know, Dementors suck the happiness out of you. They can do that because they're empathic. It took me awhile but I managed to learn how to block the Dementors without using magic in about two days."
"Only two days?" Ginny asked.
"Again, when you're surrounded by dementors in close proximity twenty-four hours a day, you become a quick study."
"But how is it that you were suddenly able to use telepathy and empathy? You never had those abilities before?" Ginny wondered.
"All wizards and witches are psionic in nature to a degree. Energy is energy, weather magical, psionic or otherwise. Seers, Legilimens, and Occlumens are all psionic in nature; only they've use magic to tap into what was already there. In a way it's similar to how there are muggle born wizards and witches. The potential exists in everyone, but sometimes only a small majority are born with the ability to manifest it.." Harry informed Ginny.
"What about those crackpots that advertise their precognitive abilities on the telly?" Ginny asked.
"Sybil Trelawney love." Harry stated.
"Point taken." Ginny replied.
"The theory is that if you put enough fakes out there, it will mask the real ones." Harry informed his wife.
"When did you learn about all of this?" Ginny wondered.
"I had to keep myself preoccupied during the three years after I escaped some how. I had to stay away from you so the ministry kept their observations of you to a minimum. So I went out and acquired all the knowledge I could." Harry replied as he stroked some hairs from Gin's face.
"So what do you think the chances of our baby being especially gifted are?" Ginny asked. She turned to look her lover in the eyes.
"Better than most." Harry responded, leaned down, and kissed her lips.
"I think so as well." Ginny said then kissed her husband.
"What else do you want to know about Gin?" Harry asked. "I don't want any secrets between us so feel free to ask me anything your heart desires."
"Where do we go from here?"
"Well love, I have a few more details to work out here in the states. We'll remain in the area till after the baby's born. After that I approach you know who and I propose the deal I've been working on since I broke out." Harry informed his lovely wife.
"Do you think you-know-who will accept your terms?" Ginny said turning to look at her husband.
"I don't see how he can refuse. The offer is to good to pass up. However should he try then I will just have to make him see things my way." Harry stated.
Harry kissed his wife's forehead again. "Get some rest love, we've got a busy day tomorrow."
Ginny kissed her husband and snuggled up to him. Harry pulled the covers over her and the couple drifted off to sleep together for the first time since they were married.
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Ginny awoke the next morning alone, she almost thought the events of the past twenty-four hours was a dream if it weren't for the fact that she was in a cabin located in the United States. She looked at her watch and noticed that the time was still set to London time.
Let's see, its noon on my watch so that makes it.. seven o'clock in the morning. Ginny thought as she padded her way to the kitchen.
She arrived to see her husband sitting in the living room. Harry's legs crossed, his eyes closed, his breathing shallow, and his body floating two feet off the floor. The moment she entered the room Harry let out a final deep breath, opened his eyes and quickly dropped to his feet.
"Morning love." He said as he walked over, took her in his arms, lifted her from the floor, and spun her around.
"Put me down you prat." Ginny giggled and Harry complied, after three more spins. The couple then kissed lovingly in the living room for a few minutes until Ginny's stomach grumbled.
"Baby's hungry love." Ginny stated.
"Then sit down and allow me to serve you my lady." Harry informed his beloved. He walked her over to the table, pulled her chair out for her, and when she sat in it he pushed her in. Harry then made his way into the kitchen.
Ginny eagerly sat and a waited her breakfast. Harry quickly prepared an omelet, bacon, and toast for his wife and she watched as the plate with the food floated over to her while Harry proceeded to get her something to drink.
"What do you call that ability again?" Ginny asked.
"Telekinesis." Harry responded.
"So lets go over this list of your abilities again love." Ginny said before shoveling her food into her mouth and swallowing it.
"You're telepathic. empathic, telekinetic, anything else love?" Ginny asked as she took a bite of her toast.
"Pyrokinetic, limited precognition, psycometry and what I've dubbed time stalling." Harry stated.
"What are the last two?" Ginny inquired.
"Psycometry is the ability to know the history of an object by touching it. I know where it came from, who touched it, how many times, everything." Harry stated.
"Useful little ability there."
"You have no idea love." Harry said.
"And time stalling?"
"I psionically slow down the perception of a moving object. Basically it allows me to move at a faster rate than the object I see." Harry informed his wife. "That's how I can catch any object thrown or shot at me. To me it seems like the object is moving in slow motion so I just pluck it from the air as if it were nothing at all."
"Handy." Ginny said before shoving the last bite of toast into her mouth.
"So what are the plans for today again?" Ginny asked handing Harry her plate then said, "Seconds please."
"You're getting a make over. We have to make you somewhat unrecognizable." Harry said as he returned to the stove and prepared a second omelet. "Then we're going to go to look around for a new home so we can start settling in."
"What will we do for money?"
"I've already taken care of that, we're financially secure." Harry responded.
"Jobs?"
"You're confined to quarters love. You have to take care of yourself till the baby's born. I have my job till after D-Day." Harry replied.
"Do you want a boy or a girl?" Ginny asked with a smile.
"One of each would be nice. Maybe more. We'll discuse that after the first one is born." Harry said with a smile. "But if you wanted to start picking out baby clothes I would say that you should be thinking girl." Harry said with a huge smile.
"What should we name her then dad?" Ginny asked with a huge smile on her face.
Harry placed the second omlet in front of his wife, kissed her and whispered the name in her ear.
Ginny and Harry were lying down on a bed in their rented cabin. Harry had taken up residence in a place he told Ginny was called Battle Creak, Michigan. After their departure from the ministry Harry had brought them to the cabin for a much needed rest. Harry had picked up his loving wife and brought her to the bed where he gently laid her down. As he plopped down next to his wife he apologized profusely for not arriving sooner. Harry informed her that he was exhausted after his ordeal at Hogwarts and his duel with Ron. Ginny kissed him lovingly and informed her husband that everything was ok. The area they were in was five hours behind London time so it was still early in the morning, not that this bothered Harry or Ginny because it gave them plenty of time to relax.
"Harry." Ginny said as her husband ran his hand over her stomach.
"Yes love."
"What's the baby thinking?" Ginny asked.
"Beautiful thoughts, the best way to describe it is innocence personified." Harry informed her.
"Can you let me feel them?" Ginny inqured.
A smiling Harry Potter nodded and in an instant Ginny could feel the raw emotions the baby gave off. This brought tears of joy to both parents. Harry kissed his wife's forehead and wrapped his arms around her.
"It must have been very difficult to learn how to control your new abilities." Ginny stated as she wiped tears from her eyes.
"In a way. When my benefactor first appeared to me I thought he was a delusion brought about by the Dementor's influence. It took him awhile to convince me that he was not a delusion, or some manifestation of my subconscious. Still, when you have nothing better to do for a year you'd be surprised how quickly you learn things. Especially when your mental well-being is at stake." Harry stated.
"I can imagine." Ginny responded.
"My mysterious benefactor said he was looking for someone that had the potential to be what he called a shaman."
"How did this person find you?" Ginny inquired.
"Apparently I was radiating highly levels of mystical and psionic energy in Azkaban, probably because of the detrimental affect the Dementors had on me and because of my link to Voldemort." Harry said. "Anyways the first thing he taught me was how to tune out the Dementors by using a mixture of telepathy and empathy." Harry explained. "As you know, Dementors suck the happiness out of you. They can do that because they're empathic. It took me awhile but I managed to learn how to block the Dementors without using magic in about two days."
"Only two days?" Ginny asked.
"Again, when you're surrounded by dementors in close proximity twenty-four hours a day, you become a quick study."
"But how is it that you were suddenly able to use telepathy and empathy? You never had those abilities before?" Ginny wondered.
"All wizards and witches are psionic in nature to a degree. Energy is energy, weather magical, psionic or otherwise. Seers, Legilimens, and Occlumens are all psionic in nature; only they've use magic to tap into what was already there. In a way it's similar to how there are muggle born wizards and witches. The potential exists in everyone, but sometimes only a small majority are born with the ability to manifest it.." Harry informed Ginny.
"What about those crackpots that advertise their precognitive abilities on the telly?" Ginny asked.
"Sybil Trelawney love." Harry stated.
"Point taken." Ginny replied.
"The theory is that if you put enough fakes out there, it will mask the real ones." Harry informed his wife.
"When did you learn about all of this?" Ginny wondered.
"I had to keep myself preoccupied during the three years after I escaped some how. I had to stay away from you so the ministry kept their observations of you to a minimum. So I went out and acquired all the knowledge I could." Harry replied as he stroked some hairs from Gin's face.
"So what do you think the chances of our baby being especially gifted are?" Ginny asked. She turned to look her lover in the eyes.
"Better than most." Harry responded, leaned down, and kissed her lips.
"I think so as well." Ginny said then kissed her husband.
"What else do you want to know about Gin?" Harry asked. "I don't want any secrets between us so feel free to ask me anything your heart desires."
"Where do we go from here?"
"Well love, I have a few more details to work out here in the states. We'll remain in the area till after the baby's born. After that I approach you know who and I propose the deal I've been working on since I broke out." Harry informed his lovely wife.
"Do you think you-know-who will accept your terms?" Ginny said turning to look at her husband.
"I don't see how he can refuse. The offer is to good to pass up. However should he try then I will just have to make him see things my way." Harry stated.
Harry kissed his wife's forehead again. "Get some rest love, we've got a busy day tomorrow."
Ginny kissed her husband and snuggled up to him. Harry pulled the covers over her and the couple drifted off to sleep together for the first time since they were married.
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Ginny awoke the next morning alone, she almost thought the events of the past twenty-four hours was a dream if it weren't for the fact that she was in a cabin located in the United States. She looked at her watch and noticed that the time was still set to London time.
Let's see, its noon on my watch so that makes it.. seven o'clock in the morning. Ginny thought as she padded her way to the kitchen.
She arrived to see her husband sitting in the living room. Harry's legs crossed, his eyes closed, his breathing shallow, and his body floating two feet off the floor. The moment she entered the room Harry let out a final deep breath, opened his eyes and quickly dropped to his feet.
"Morning love." He said as he walked over, took her in his arms, lifted her from the floor, and spun her around.
"Put me down you prat." Ginny giggled and Harry complied, after three more spins. The couple then kissed lovingly in the living room for a few minutes until Ginny's stomach grumbled.
"Baby's hungry love." Ginny stated.
"Then sit down and allow me to serve you my lady." Harry informed his beloved. He walked her over to the table, pulled her chair out for her, and when she sat in it he pushed her in. Harry then made his way into the kitchen.
Ginny eagerly sat and a waited her breakfast. Harry quickly prepared an omelet, bacon, and toast for his wife and she watched as the plate with the food floated over to her while Harry proceeded to get her something to drink.
"What do you call that ability again?" Ginny asked.
"Telekinesis." Harry responded.
"So lets go over this list of your abilities again love." Ginny said before shoveling her food into her mouth and swallowing it.
"You're telepathic. empathic, telekinetic, anything else love?" Ginny asked as she took a bite of her toast.
"Pyrokinetic, limited precognition, psycometry and what I've dubbed time stalling." Harry stated.
"What are the last two?" Ginny inquired.
"Psycometry is the ability to know the history of an object by touching it. I know where it came from, who touched it, how many times, everything." Harry stated.
"Useful little ability there."
"You have no idea love." Harry said.
"And time stalling?"
"I psionically slow down the perception of a moving object. Basically it allows me to move at a faster rate than the object I see." Harry informed his wife. "That's how I can catch any object thrown or shot at me. To me it seems like the object is moving in slow motion so I just pluck it from the air as if it were nothing at all."
"Handy." Ginny said before shoving the last bite of toast into her mouth.
"So what are the plans for today again?" Ginny asked handing Harry her plate then said, "Seconds please."
"You're getting a make over. We have to make you somewhat unrecognizable." Harry said as he returned to the stove and prepared a second omelet. "Then we're going to go to look around for a new home so we can start settling in."
"What will we do for money?"
"I've already taken care of that, we're financially secure." Harry responded.
"Jobs?"
"You're confined to quarters love. You have to take care of yourself till the baby's born. I have my job till after D-Day." Harry replied.
"Do you want a boy or a girl?" Ginny asked with a smile.
"One of each would be nice. Maybe more. We'll discuse that after the first one is born." Harry said with a smile. "But if you wanted to start picking out baby clothes I would say that you should be thinking girl." Harry said with a huge smile.
"What should we name her then dad?" Ginny asked with a huge smile on her face.
Harry placed the second omlet in front of his wife, kissed her and whispered the name in her ear.