Expelled Chapter Ten
Notes: Thank you for your suggestions and constructive critisism. I really am listening. I've got a notebook I write your suggestions and critism in, to help me make my story better. This chapter will center on Ron, Hermione, Ginny, and how they're dealing with Harry's death and what they're doing now:-P
Chapter begins. . . NOW!
Seventeen year olds Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger sat together on the couch in front of the roaring fireplace of the Gryffindor Common room. As it was nearly one in the morning, they were the only two people awake.
Both were working on their history essays, which were due at the end of the week. They had spent the entire day researching in the library about the history of the sixteenth century elven war between humans and elves. Now they were detrmined to finish the essay before they wen't to sleep.
Two years ago, people would have found it odd to see Ron Weasley, Procrastination king of Gryffindor, studying willingly on an essay not due for another week. But since the death of his best friend, those two years ago, he turned to his studies and immersed himself in them, trying to block out the pain he felt. Becaus of this change in his acedemic attitude, he had recieved almost all O's on his OWLs, and now rivaled his last remaining best friend for top student in all classes, even Potions.
It was now nearing Halloween, and the school swarmed with giddy girls dicussing what costumes they would be wearing to the Halloween Ball Dumbledore had announced would take place. Hermione and Ron,who were now dating, were going together as, cliche as it was, Romeo and Juliet. Being the cautious people they were now, they already had their costumes laying neatly and waiting to be worn, in the trunks that resided at the end of their respective beds.
Sighing, Ron wrote the last sentence, finishing off his essay and blowing on it to dry the ink. After he was sure it was dry, he rolled it into a tight, neat scroll and tied it with with some string. He looked at his girlfriend and saw that she as well was done.
The young Head Girl's eyes were red and dry, and he could see she was exahausted and in need of sleep. He knew she had been up since at least six am that morning. Since Harry's death, Hermione had changed as well. She no longer tried to nag at people into finishing their homeowork. She had grown physically in strength and had taken up yoga and excersing regularly, Ron joining her sometimes.
She had been made Head Girl that year, and had been made a Prefect for her fifth and six years, which she was glad for, because it gave her something to do to take her mind of her dead best friend. She and Ron had started dating in the middle of their sixth year, and now planned to get married after university and Auror training. Both Ron AND Hermione planned on becoming Aurors. Since Harry's murder, Hermione had wanted to make Voldemort pay, and she figured she'd become an Auror and start by putting away the Death Eaters who supported him. After Voldemort was gone, she would retire from the Auror Corps and become a teacher.
She smiled at her fiance. "I love you." she said simply. Ron grinned. No matter how many times she said those three beautiful words, he never tired of hearing them, and longed for the next time she would say them. He loved her with all his heart, and only wished they could fast forward the the future and be married with kids and have Voldemort gone and have Harry back.
He of course knew it was impossible to have Harry back, but he was determined to at the very least avenge his murder. Since clearing Sirius's name was no longer a problem, he had more time to concentrate on avenging his friends murder. Someday Voldemort would be brought to justice, and he would rue the day he decided to mess with Ron Weasley and the rest of the wizarding world.
"I love you." he said to the beautiful young woman who had consented to someday be his wife. Hermione smiled and leaned against him, resting her head on his shoulder."I wonder if the security team will be at the Ball?" she mused out loud. Ron shrugged his free shoulder habitually. "I don't know, but I'm sure they probably will. Alot of students will be attending, and Voldemort could attack." he said. He was no longer afraid to say the name of his friends killer.
"Rather be safe then sorry," she said. "I'm so tired," she said, the words accompanied by a yawn. She closed her eys and snuggled closer to her future husband. He tightened an arm around her and the eased them into a lying poition, him against the couch back with Hermione laying in front against his chest. He summond a blanket to cover them with and they both fell asleep.
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Sixteen year old Ginny Weasley was flying. As Gryffindor's new seeker after Harry, she used practice as an excuse to fly everyday and help her get over Harry's death.
Two years ago, when Harry was murdered, she had been devestated. At almost fourteen years old, she had thought herself to be in love with the young hero. But now she realised, she had not been. She had been too young to be in love. Let's face it, not everybody was a Juliet, or had a Romeo.
She had been infatuated with his looks and his scar, and the fact that he was her brothers best friend and so kind. But it hadn't been real. How could it have been? Now she regetted all the time she had spent blushing and hiding from him, time she could have used to become his friend, and a sister figure. She missed out, and now she regetted it.
But she had gotten over it, mostly. She would always feel that sense of lost, but now she was happy for Harry, to be in a better place with his parents. At the moment, she was happily involved with a seventh year Ravenclaw boy named Riley Atmose.
They had met last year, and had began dating almost immediatley. Now, a year and half later, Ginny was sure he was the guy for her. He was the sweetest, most romantic, considerate and strong man-boy she had ever met. He was Head Boy this year and planned on being a professor. And he wanted to marry Ginny.
She had been caught off gaurd when he had first mentioned the idea. But she had been thrilled, and scared, when she had realized he was completelty serious. They talked for hours, and days talking out everything. They knew there would be times they would argue and not get along, and that their finacal situation would never be like that of the Malfoys, but when he became a professor, and she became what ever she wanted, they would be fine.
When he asked her to marry him, and had produced a simple but beautiful single diamond ring, she had said yes. After that, they had both visited the Weasley and Atmose families for christmas to announce their engagement. At first, both families haad been dubious. They were so young, and still in school. A marriage at such a young age was dangerous. What did they know about marriage? But they had been reassured when the couple told them they planned to marry after they graduated from university and had found jobs.
Ginny swerved around in the air, and then swopped down toward the ground, practicing her Wonski Fient. She would never be as good at them as Harry had been, but hers was impressive. She pulled back up five inches from the ground and sped up high into the air.
She and Riley still hadn't decided on what to be for the Halloween costume ball , which was a week and a half away. They couldn't do Romeo and Juliet, as her brother and his girlfriend were going as them. They hadn't come up with any other semi-worthy ideas. She hoped they could find one soon, and one that wouldn't cost them too much.
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Voldemort was happy and feeling very impatient. He had finally finalized his plans of attack. He would launch two final fights for Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The first attack would a minor one, on Christmas morning. The next one on New Years Eve. That was his New Years revolution. To take Hogwarts, kill Dumbledore, and Rule the world.
He had a fool proof plan. Not even his Inner Circle were exactly sure when or where, or what even the plan was. They just knew that when what ever it was happened they would be summoned to the location and they had to be prepared for a fight at a moments notice.
After killing Potter, he felt Dumbledore would be easy. And he was almost bouncing with excitment at the prospect of finally having the pleasure of killing the muggle-loving fool. He had been wanting for this for over forty years. Forty Bloody years he'd been waiting to kill the old man, and finally, finally, after all this time, his dreams were finally going to come true.
'Not even the mysterious five will be able to stop me this time.' he thought gleefully.
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Notes: I know this is short, but someone asked if I could show what Ron,Hermione, and Ginny were doing now, and I thought it was a good idea. I hope you like, and we'll probably see more of these guys in future chapters. Guess what? I do believe there will only be a few chapters left. Surprising? I know! But I feel much at ease with what I'm going to do with this fic, and how it's going to end. Many of the questions you guys have asked are going to be answered, in the next few chaps.
Chapter eleven soon! And it'll be longer than this one! And a very belated Happy Thanksgiving to you all!