Chapter 5: Nothing but the Truth
James Evan Potter, the man Ginny & her family knew to be Harry James Potter, spent the next half hour entertaining his nieces and nephews & daughter with tales of his travels (the ones he remembers) abroad. Chloe was initially heartbroken to realize that her father had not known of her existence but when her father looked her in the eyes and promised her that he would make it up to her every day from here on out if she would allow him she couldn't help but say yes. Chloe Grace Potter spent the last four years without a father, now that he had returned and wanted to be a part of her life she could never cast him away.
Knowing that the adults still had questions about the past four years Harry proposed that the family spend the night at his keep. Since it was Friday evening none of the Weasleys, save Fred and George, had to work the next day. However since the two were the owners they could simply contact their friend and business associate Lee Jordan to cover for them at their shop located in Diagon Alley. Harry had anticipated their acceptance of his offer (prayed would be a better phrase) and had made the necessary preparations for the Weasleys and Potters stay. Charlote, Percy & Penelope's nanny, had accompanied the children to their rooms so that the Weasleys and Mrs. Potter could be alone with the lord of the keep.
"As you might have guessed," Harry began, "the story that was shown to Chloe and the children was. edited for them. While the events that occurred are true they are by no means an accurate accound of what occured."
The Weasleys had guessed this but had not voiced it while the children were present.
"I'm sure you all want to know exactly what happened, and why I left after the feast the next day." Harry stated, not daring to look at anyone. He was rubbing his eyes with his fingers and Ginny noticed that tears were forming already.
"What I'm about to tell you has never been documented by anyone. I know this because I've had the records searched numerous times and have found nothing. So tonight, you will know exactly what happened during the finale battle with Voldemort. and how Ron. died." Harry said trying to contain himself.
"Harry." Hermione said and was about to comfort him but her best friend shot out of the chair he was in and backed away from Hermione.
"Mione. I'm sorry. in a little while you're going to despise me." Harry informed her.
Hermione looked upon him with great confusion. What in the world would make him say a thing like that. She thought to herself.
"All of you most likely will. and I won't blame you, I've had to live with it for four years and I'm no closer to coming to terms with it than I was the day of the battle." Harry informed his bewildered family.
"Hermione. would you pick up the visoneer and do exactly what Chloe did." Harry requested.
"Hermione Weasley, twenty-two years-old, the Battle of Hogwarts." The bush haired brunette witch requested.
Those in attendance again watched the device come to life and begin at the point where everything began to change for Harry. The adults noticed that this time around, there was dialogue and sound effects, two items that had been missing with the children's viewing. Hermione and Ginny were able to see the exact memory of the two of them nearly being struck down by a curse sent by Lucius and Draco Malfoy. Harry and Ron were immediately by their wives and issuing orders for them to be taken back to the Hospital Wing. Professor Sprout and Madam Hooch, two women not used to receiving orders from students, were skeptical at first until they saw the look upon Harry Potter's face. He was seething with rage, determination, and power. They reluctantly accepted the order and proceeded to remove the two young women from the battlefield.
Ron, upon seeing his wife removed on a stretcher went after the Malfoys. Lucius was the closer of the two and rather than hex him Ron charged the man old enough to be his father and tackled him to the ground. To say that this move surprised the Death Eater would be an understatement. Ron hefted the man off his feet and with all his weight slammed the Death Eater to the ground, driving the air from his lungs. Draco, seeing his father in peril, took aim and was about to cast an unforgivable curse at the wretched Weasley when he himself was struck by a rather solid object to his nose. Blood ran freely down his face as he fell to the ground. Harry, following Ron's lead, had picked up a rather large rock and threw the projectile at Draco Malfoy. Harry remembered thinking that he had actually aimed at Malfoy's chest but did not complain. The move was intended to distract Malfoy more than hurt him, and it had done both. Lucius had managed to kick Ron off of him and upon seeing the tide of battle begin shifting in the enemy's favor grabbed his son's cloak and dragged him away with the other fleeing Death Eaters. As Harry surveyed the grounds he noted that three Hogwarts teachers, two students, and one Dark Lord now only occupied the field. Vodemort stood arms crossed, wand in his right hand, his serpentine eyes glaring at the two men who he despised above all.
"Thissssss ends now Potter." Voldemort informed the younger man.
Harry said nothing but stood in a dueling stance ready to initiate what he hoped would be the final battle for Lord Voldemort. The adults in the room watched on the edges of their seats. The battle that was depicted here and now was infinitely more brutal than the one shown earlier. Ginny turned briefly to see that Harry was not looking at the visioneer. He was staring at her. She still wanted answers for the years of separation, but her heart wanted her husband back. Ginny reached over taking his hand in hers to comfort him. At this moment, the action from the visioneer didn't matter to her. One thing did. When Ginny was sixteen years old, she promised to love, honor and cherish this man through hell or high water. The words from James and Lily came back to her. It was quite simple really. Harry needed her and she needed him.
Harry intertwined his fingers in hers. He could only see love radiating from her eyes. All he could see was his wife, the one woman he loved more than life itself. A woman that he had abandoned for four years and yet somehow still managed to look upon him with the love that brought them together. Harry wished for nothing else than for this moment but wondered how long it would last. He knew what was to come, Ginny and the Weasleys did not. As Harry looked at the visioneer, he knew that in a moment the whole family would know, the would see what he saw.
Ginny had not paid much attention to what was occurring until she heard her brother cast several curses towards the Dark Lord in an attempt to help his best friend. The curses had severally injured Voldemort. The Weasley's were immediately proud of the man that they missed dearly. He did what many wizards before him were incapable of doing; he severely injured the Dark Lord. Their pride was soon replaced by sorrow as they watched Voldemort fade from sight, only to realize that he had done the most heinous thing imaginable to the Weasleys. Voldemort had possessed Ron.
The possessed Ron immediately summoned the wand of the fallen wizard and with his own wand in hand began casting unforgivable in every direction at the four combatants. Snape, McGonagall, Dumbledore, and Harry could only dodge, duck, or seek cover, none daring to injure the young red head. None, that is, save one. He saw what was occurring within the young man, and decided now was their chance.
"Harry. you have to do it. There is no other option." Albus Dumbledore informed his student.
"Do what?" Harry asked as another jet of green light shot past them.
"He's trapped within Ron, if you cast the curse Voldemort will be done for. He's in a body that has experience love, has given love and will do anything for those he loves. In other words, he is vulnerable. Ron will be able to fight his possession but not be able to force the dark lord out."
Harry looked upon his headmaster as if he were spouting gibberish. "I can not kill my best friend!"
"Ron would want you to end the threat to the dark lord if you could. He'd gladly lay down his life for his wife and his family."
As if he were an actor being given his cue to begin the curse's suddenly stopped. A gagging sound could be heard and as the four wizards and witch looked out from their hiding spots to see Ron fighting with himself. His wand and Voldemort's were lying on the Hogwarts grounds and Ron was literally fighting to keep his right hand from either wand with his left.
"Harry. do it. I . can't hold him." Ron yelled.
Harry looked at the headmaster. "I can't. you have to think of something else. There must be some way to separate them."
Dumbledore did not have a chance to reply. Severus Snape had just tossed a rock with a message to Dumbledore. After quickly reading it he turned to Harry and said, "Harry, we just received word from Madam Pomfrey, Ginny is Pregnant."
Harry looked at the man in shock. He didn't know what to say.
"You have to make a decision now how best to protect them." Dumbledore implored.
Harry still said nothing, unfortunately. he knew what he must do. Ron screamed one last time for Harry to do it and as Ron looked up he saw Harry come out from behind a large rock that he was using as a shield, raised his wand, and with a tears in his eyes, Harry Potter said in a low voice, "Goodbye Ron."
Then yelled the killing curse at the top of his lungs.
James Evan Potter, the man Ginny & her family knew to be Harry James Potter, spent the next half hour entertaining his nieces and nephews & daughter with tales of his travels (the ones he remembers) abroad. Chloe was initially heartbroken to realize that her father had not known of her existence but when her father looked her in the eyes and promised her that he would make it up to her every day from here on out if she would allow him she couldn't help but say yes. Chloe Grace Potter spent the last four years without a father, now that he had returned and wanted to be a part of her life she could never cast him away.
Knowing that the adults still had questions about the past four years Harry proposed that the family spend the night at his keep. Since it was Friday evening none of the Weasleys, save Fred and George, had to work the next day. However since the two were the owners they could simply contact their friend and business associate Lee Jordan to cover for them at their shop located in Diagon Alley. Harry had anticipated their acceptance of his offer (prayed would be a better phrase) and had made the necessary preparations for the Weasleys and Potters stay. Charlote, Percy & Penelope's nanny, had accompanied the children to their rooms so that the Weasleys and Mrs. Potter could be alone with the lord of the keep.
"As you might have guessed," Harry began, "the story that was shown to Chloe and the children was. edited for them. While the events that occurred are true they are by no means an accurate accound of what occured."
The Weasleys had guessed this but had not voiced it while the children were present.
"I'm sure you all want to know exactly what happened, and why I left after the feast the next day." Harry stated, not daring to look at anyone. He was rubbing his eyes with his fingers and Ginny noticed that tears were forming already.
"What I'm about to tell you has never been documented by anyone. I know this because I've had the records searched numerous times and have found nothing. So tonight, you will know exactly what happened during the finale battle with Voldemort. and how Ron. died." Harry said trying to contain himself.
"Harry." Hermione said and was about to comfort him but her best friend shot out of the chair he was in and backed away from Hermione.
"Mione. I'm sorry. in a little while you're going to despise me." Harry informed her.
Hermione looked upon him with great confusion. What in the world would make him say a thing like that. She thought to herself.
"All of you most likely will. and I won't blame you, I've had to live with it for four years and I'm no closer to coming to terms with it than I was the day of the battle." Harry informed his bewildered family.
"Hermione. would you pick up the visoneer and do exactly what Chloe did." Harry requested.
"Hermione Weasley, twenty-two years-old, the Battle of Hogwarts." The bush haired brunette witch requested.
Those in attendance again watched the device come to life and begin at the point where everything began to change for Harry. The adults noticed that this time around, there was dialogue and sound effects, two items that had been missing with the children's viewing. Hermione and Ginny were able to see the exact memory of the two of them nearly being struck down by a curse sent by Lucius and Draco Malfoy. Harry and Ron were immediately by their wives and issuing orders for them to be taken back to the Hospital Wing. Professor Sprout and Madam Hooch, two women not used to receiving orders from students, were skeptical at first until they saw the look upon Harry Potter's face. He was seething with rage, determination, and power. They reluctantly accepted the order and proceeded to remove the two young women from the battlefield.
Ron, upon seeing his wife removed on a stretcher went after the Malfoys. Lucius was the closer of the two and rather than hex him Ron charged the man old enough to be his father and tackled him to the ground. To say that this move surprised the Death Eater would be an understatement. Ron hefted the man off his feet and with all his weight slammed the Death Eater to the ground, driving the air from his lungs. Draco, seeing his father in peril, took aim and was about to cast an unforgivable curse at the wretched Weasley when he himself was struck by a rather solid object to his nose. Blood ran freely down his face as he fell to the ground. Harry, following Ron's lead, had picked up a rather large rock and threw the projectile at Draco Malfoy. Harry remembered thinking that he had actually aimed at Malfoy's chest but did not complain. The move was intended to distract Malfoy more than hurt him, and it had done both. Lucius had managed to kick Ron off of him and upon seeing the tide of battle begin shifting in the enemy's favor grabbed his son's cloak and dragged him away with the other fleeing Death Eaters. As Harry surveyed the grounds he noted that three Hogwarts teachers, two students, and one Dark Lord now only occupied the field. Vodemort stood arms crossed, wand in his right hand, his serpentine eyes glaring at the two men who he despised above all.
"Thissssss ends now Potter." Voldemort informed the younger man.
Harry said nothing but stood in a dueling stance ready to initiate what he hoped would be the final battle for Lord Voldemort. The adults in the room watched on the edges of their seats. The battle that was depicted here and now was infinitely more brutal than the one shown earlier. Ginny turned briefly to see that Harry was not looking at the visioneer. He was staring at her. She still wanted answers for the years of separation, but her heart wanted her husband back. Ginny reached over taking his hand in hers to comfort him. At this moment, the action from the visioneer didn't matter to her. One thing did. When Ginny was sixteen years old, she promised to love, honor and cherish this man through hell or high water. The words from James and Lily came back to her. It was quite simple really. Harry needed her and she needed him.
Harry intertwined his fingers in hers. He could only see love radiating from her eyes. All he could see was his wife, the one woman he loved more than life itself. A woman that he had abandoned for four years and yet somehow still managed to look upon him with the love that brought them together. Harry wished for nothing else than for this moment but wondered how long it would last. He knew what was to come, Ginny and the Weasleys did not. As Harry looked at the visioneer, he knew that in a moment the whole family would know, the would see what he saw.
Ginny had not paid much attention to what was occurring until she heard her brother cast several curses towards the Dark Lord in an attempt to help his best friend. The curses had severally injured Voldemort. The Weasley's were immediately proud of the man that they missed dearly. He did what many wizards before him were incapable of doing; he severely injured the Dark Lord. Their pride was soon replaced by sorrow as they watched Voldemort fade from sight, only to realize that he had done the most heinous thing imaginable to the Weasleys. Voldemort had possessed Ron.
The possessed Ron immediately summoned the wand of the fallen wizard and with his own wand in hand began casting unforgivable in every direction at the four combatants. Snape, McGonagall, Dumbledore, and Harry could only dodge, duck, or seek cover, none daring to injure the young red head. None, that is, save one. He saw what was occurring within the young man, and decided now was their chance.
"Harry. you have to do it. There is no other option." Albus Dumbledore informed his student.
"Do what?" Harry asked as another jet of green light shot past them.
"He's trapped within Ron, if you cast the curse Voldemort will be done for. He's in a body that has experience love, has given love and will do anything for those he loves. In other words, he is vulnerable. Ron will be able to fight his possession but not be able to force the dark lord out."
Harry looked upon his headmaster as if he were spouting gibberish. "I can not kill my best friend!"
"Ron would want you to end the threat to the dark lord if you could. He'd gladly lay down his life for his wife and his family."
As if he were an actor being given his cue to begin the curse's suddenly stopped. A gagging sound could be heard and as the four wizards and witch looked out from their hiding spots to see Ron fighting with himself. His wand and Voldemort's were lying on the Hogwarts grounds and Ron was literally fighting to keep his right hand from either wand with his left.
"Harry. do it. I . can't hold him." Ron yelled.
Harry looked at the headmaster. "I can't. you have to think of something else. There must be some way to separate them."
Dumbledore did not have a chance to reply. Severus Snape had just tossed a rock with a message to Dumbledore. After quickly reading it he turned to Harry and said, "Harry, we just received word from Madam Pomfrey, Ginny is Pregnant."
Harry looked at the man in shock. He didn't know what to say.
"You have to make a decision now how best to protect them." Dumbledore implored.
Harry still said nothing, unfortunately. he knew what he must do. Ron screamed one last time for Harry to do it and as Ron looked up he saw Harry come out from behind a large rock that he was using as a shield, raised his wand, and with a tears in his eyes, Harry Potter said in a low voice, "Goodbye Ron."
Then yelled the killing curse at the top of his lungs.