Sorry it took so long to update. Apparently I have no purpose with this
story so I have added another chapter that looks forward quite a bit. Hope
that you like it. Thank you to all the wonderful reviews- if you want
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thinking of thanking everybody right at the very end of the story. I'd like
to hit 70 reviews- but I have placed two chapters today as well as the
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As usual nothing is my own- it all belongs to JKR.
Death and The Boy Who Lived Again.
Harry smiled as he climbed into bed that night. He had been worried about telling Ginny's brothers but she had been right- they had been more than supportive. He couldn't remember the last the last time he had ever been so truly happy. Even his friends had noticed and he suspected that his parents who could so easily tell if he was lying had noticed as well. But he found he didn't care anymore. He would enjoy himself as long as possible, he had until June before he was meeting Tom again. That was a whole six months.
'No- please- please not my son. Take me- but please spare Sam- I beg you.' Cried the mother stood over her child who was screaming. Harry was stood at the edge of the room willing himself to wake up so that he wouldn't see what he knew was bound to happen. He watched as the witch stood her ground and Tom- no Voldemort told he was going to kill her son.
'It is time that you learnt to support me. and I feel that this is all the encouragement you need. Now move.' Tom hissed at the terrified mother. But she stood defiant.
'I will never join you Voldemort- and if you kill him it will give me more reason not to. I stand with Harry forever. And I will die with Harry as well. You should know by now- once on his side he has powers to make sure you never leave. He gives you hope that you could never offer.' She spat, her anger overcoming her fright. Tom laughed. A cold and cruel laugh.
'Trust me Harry is in no fit state to help you. Good bye Rachel. Avada Kedavra.'
'NOOOOOOOO.' Harry screamed and with all his might he threw himself in front of the green light. It hit him square in the chest and as he fell to the ground he saw Rachel's shocked face, just as he was about to die he saw her smile slightly.
'Thank you Harry.' she whispered as he sunk to the floor. The pain was more than he had ever felt before.
He seemed to be floating. He didn't understand it, why was he here? He should be in bed at school. He had get up soon. Instead he was in some god forsaken place he didn't recognize. He walked to the nearest house- no he floated. What the hell was going on? Where was he?
His parents were going to be so cross with him. They were always telling him not to leave the castle because of the protection it gave him. He could hear people calling and decided to head towards the sound. He almost jumped out of his skin when he heard them again.
'HARRY.' he could hear his mum and dad yelling at him but couldn't seem to open his eyes- maybe the curse had killed him. Oh my god I'm dead- the curse- it hit me. Oh my god- what am I going to do. What about the duel, oh shit they are going to be cross- stuff my parents what about me! His panic rising to something he had never even thought possible he forced his eyes to open slightly and screamed. Screamed because he really did think he was dead.
'I'm dead- oh my god I'm dead. AHHHHHHHHH.' He yelled, his fright obvious to everybody.
'HARRY- shut up your not dead.' His dad yelled hugging him tightly. Harry winced as he touched his chest and felt a shooting pain go through his chest. Gingerly he pulled up his pyjama top and gasped. For across his chest where he knew the curse had hit was a scar- of the phoenix.
'So you really did do it then?' Albus asked the amusement dancing in his voice, his eyes twinkling excitedly.
'Do what?' Harry asked rubbing his chest gently. He didn't understand.
'Well you see about one hour ago Mr. Weasley came running into my office telling me you were dying in your dream. By the time I got back here all of your friends were here and attempting to rouse you through your link. Your parents had been summoned as well, as had your godparents. But it was apparent to us all that you were in deed dying.' He sighed slightly and Harry could se once again how old he really looked.
'You have never scared me so much in my life mate. You had gone so pale and I mean I've seen you in nightmares before. But this was different. You weren't moving, but you were talking- no screaming. Screaming that you had to wake up- that you couldn't watch him kill her. Then suddenly you threw yourself forwards and were thrown back into the bed- that's when I thought we had better get help. When we got back- you had stopped breathing.' Ron shuddered at the memory and before Harry could reply did something he had never done openly before. He gave him a hug- a brotherly hug. Harry smiled.
'Tom was going to kill her. I couldn't just sit back and watch her- not after she told him she wouldn't join him because of me. But I don't understand though- how did I get the curse to hit me- and how come I'm not dead?' he asked his headmaster who was the only one who wasn't staring at him in complete shock.
'I have said it once Harry- and I say it again. You are a remarkably strong wizard. Rachel has asked me to thank you. She told me that after you intercepted the curse Voldemort left- you really scared him it seems- and yes I have moved her into a safe place.' Harry smiled and sank back into the pillows. Suddenly the door burst open and in came Ginny and her parents. Ginny almost passed out when she saw Harry and flung herself onto him crying uncontrollably.
'Don't you ever do that to me again Harry- I mean it- I'll kill you myself.' She told him through her tears. He laughed at this and leaning her back slightly smiled at her.
'You think it's time?' he asked her quietly. She nodded slowly and Harry turned to there friends who nodded as well. 'We have something that we want to tell you. He stood up and grabbed Ginny's hand pulling her off of the bed. He stood with his friends, and feeling there confidence he suddenly felt extremely brave.
'I want you all to know something. I love Ginny more than anything. At first we thought it was just childish but it's not. I couldn't imagine being with anybody else- and neither could she.' He looked at all of there expectant faces and continued. He looked into Ginny's eyes and smiled. Putting his hand into his pocket he bent down on one knee. 'Ginny Weasley. Would you do me the honour of being my wife?'
Phoenix Friend xx
As usual nothing is my own- it all belongs to JKR.
Death and The Boy Who Lived Again.
Harry smiled as he climbed into bed that night. He had been worried about telling Ginny's brothers but she had been right- they had been more than supportive. He couldn't remember the last the last time he had ever been so truly happy. Even his friends had noticed and he suspected that his parents who could so easily tell if he was lying had noticed as well. But he found he didn't care anymore. He would enjoy himself as long as possible, he had until June before he was meeting Tom again. That was a whole six months.
'No- please- please not my son. Take me- but please spare Sam- I beg you.' Cried the mother stood over her child who was screaming. Harry was stood at the edge of the room willing himself to wake up so that he wouldn't see what he knew was bound to happen. He watched as the witch stood her ground and Tom- no Voldemort told he was going to kill her son.
'It is time that you learnt to support me. and I feel that this is all the encouragement you need. Now move.' Tom hissed at the terrified mother. But she stood defiant.
'I will never join you Voldemort- and if you kill him it will give me more reason not to. I stand with Harry forever. And I will die with Harry as well. You should know by now- once on his side he has powers to make sure you never leave. He gives you hope that you could never offer.' She spat, her anger overcoming her fright. Tom laughed. A cold and cruel laugh.
'Trust me Harry is in no fit state to help you. Good bye Rachel. Avada Kedavra.'
'NOOOOOOOO.' Harry screamed and with all his might he threw himself in front of the green light. It hit him square in the chest and as he fell to the ground he saw Rachel's shocked face, just as he was about to die he saw her smile slightly.
'Thank you Harry.' she whispered as he sunk to the floor. The pain was more than he had ever felt before.
He seemed to be floating. He didn't understand it, why was he here? He should be in bed at school. He had get up soon. Instead he was in some god forsaken place he didn't recognize. He walked to the nearest house- no he floated. What the hell was going on? Where was he?
His parents were going to be so cross with him. They were always telling him not to leave the castle because of the protection it gave him. He could hear people calling and decided to head towards the sound. He almost jumped out of his skin when he heard them again.
'HARRY.' he could hear his mum and dad yelling at him but couldn't seem to open his eyes- maybe the curse had killed him. Oh my god I'm dead- the curse- it hit me. Oh my god- what am I going to do. What about the duel, oh shit they are going to be cross- stuff my parents what about me! His panic rising to something he had never even thought possible he forced his eyes to open slightly and screamed. Screamed because he really did think he was dead.
'I'm dead- oh my god I'm dead. AHHHHHHHHH.' He yelled, his fright obvious to everybody.
'HARRY- shut up your not dead.' His dad yelled hugging him tightly. Harry winced as he touched his chest and felt a shooting pain go through his chest. Gingerly he pulled up his pyjama top and gasped. For across his chest where he knew the curse had hit was a scar- of the phoenix.
'So you really did do it then?' Albus asked the amusement dancing in his voice, his eyes twinkling excitedly.
'Do what?' Harry asked rubbing his chest gently. He didn't understand.
'Well you see about one hour ago Mr. Weasley came running into my office telling me you were dying in your dream. By the time I got back here all of your friends were here and attempting to rouse you through your link. Your parents had been summoned as well, as had your godparents. But it was apparent to us all that you were in deed dying.' He sighed slightly and Harry could se once again how old he really looked.
'You have never scared me so much in my life mate. You had gone so pale and I mean I've seen you in nightmares before. But this was different. You weren't moving, but you were talking- no screaming. Screaming that you had to wake up- that you couldn't watch him kill her. Then suddenly you threw yourself forwards and were thrown back into the bed- that's when I thought we had better get help. When we got back- you had stopped breathing.' Ron shuddered at the memory and before Harry could reply did something he had never done openly before. He gave him a hug- a brotherly hug. Harry smiled.
'Tom was going to kill her. I couldn't just sit back and watch her- not after she told him she wouldn't join him because of me. But I don't understand though- how did I get the curse to hit me- and how come I'm not dead?' he asked his headmaster who was the only one who wasn't staring at him in complete shock.
'I have said it once Harry- and I say it again. You are a remarkably strong wizard. Rachel has asked me to thank you. She told me that after you intercepted the curse Voldemort left- you really scared him it seems- and yes I have moved her into a safe place.' Harry smiled and sank back into the pillows. Suddenly the door burst open and in came Ginny and her parents. Ginny almost passed out when she saw Harry and flung herself onto him crying uncontrollably.
'Don't you ever do that to me again Harry- I mean it- I'll kill you myself.' She told him through her tears. He laughed at this and leaning her back slightly smiled at her.
'You think it's time?' he asked her quietly. She nodded slowly and Harry turned to there friends who nodded as well. 'We have something that we want to tell you. He stood up and grabbed Ginny's hand pulling her off of the bed. He stood with his friends, and feeling there confidence he suddenly felt extremely brave.
'I want you all to know something. I love Ginny more than anything. At first we thought it was just childish but it's not. I couldn't imagine being with anybody else- and neither could she.' He looked at all of there expectant faces and continued. He looked into Ginny's eyes and smiled. Putting his hand into his pocket he bent down on one knee. 'Ginny Weasley. Would you do me the honour of being my wife?'