Chapter 3
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" Good Morning Miss Weasley" he said giving her a smile.
"Morning Professor" she said returning the gesture.
" Isn't it such a pleasant day today... I was just with Hagrid's son Rubeus Jr . He is learning to fly you see we were trying to find err a bigger broom for his size. A fine growing boy that one .."
Ginny chuckled. She had met Hagrid's son and he had inherited the size from both sides of his family and at the age of two was almost as tall as a 7 yr old. Madam Maxime and Hagrid had gotten married in seventh year, right after they had returned from their search of the giants. But she knew Dumbledore well enough by now and knew for certain Hagrid's son was not the cause of the visit. " So what brings you here Professor?" she asked
Dumbledore's eyes twinkled as he suppressed a smile. " You red heads were never the patient ones were you? Always direct.. Very well getting right to business I am here to tell you that your expertise as a healer is needed once again"
" But Prof. You know I don't do that anymore Don't want to scare my patients away." she said quietly interrupting him. She said this from experience, as a little kid had indeed ran away after seeing her face.
Dumbledore didn't smile but gave her a pained expression, but his eyes held understanding. " this is a special case" His voice quivered slightly. " All my life I have always tried to find happiness to share with people but this is a person I wanted it bestowed upon the most . Right from his birth, I wanted him to feel loved, to have a protected life to be happy. I had never had children of my own but all the students who graduate from Hogwarts are like my own but this pupil.. had become like a grandson to me and I ... I have failed him miserably. He had to carry the weight of the world since age eleven and now that it's all over he has given up in his own life." He brushed away the lone tear that had spilled down his cheek . " Harry has given up Miss. Weasley and I know you are the only person who can help him out of his misery".
Ginny was crying by the time Dumbledore had ended his speech. It was so hard to see her mentor broken and pleading for the ones he loved. She loved Harry but she didn't know if she was the one who could help him. " But Prof. No one knows where Harry lives. Besides are you sure I could help him... I mean won't Ron and Hermione be a better choice?"
Dumbledore smiled " I am perfectly certain you can help him. Harry does not need just a friend right now, he needs a companion who understands what it is like to be different, who understands what he is going through and Miss Weasley I think you are a perfect candidate. And as to where he lives, there are certain perks of being the Headmaster you get a copy of the student's residential address for ten years after they have left Hogwarts. So I know exactly where Harry lives. " He winked at her.
Ginny stood there dumbfounded. She knew something big was coming and knowing Dumbledore he must have planned all this out very carefully. She opened her mouth but then closed it again.
" I understand you need to think Miss. Weasley. I will be back tomorrow. " and with a pop he was gone.
Ginny stared at the space where he was standing. Her mind was clouded with questions. She wept silently . It was always a torture for her to see him in pain. She had been his friend for seventh year, but the relationship was strictly platonic. She knew she loved him but also knew it was one sided. In her heart she knew she would end up heeding to Dumbledore, she would do anything for him to get better, and to be the Harry she had known in her younger years. But she didn't want him to know about her face. She had had her fair share of taunts when she went to places where people didn't know about the war. She remembered once she had gone with Hermione to a muggle restraurant. People had pointed and laughed at her, but the worse part was when a guy had walked up to her and said " hey freak face why don't you have dinner with your own kind!" Hermione had been furious and had slapped the guy across the face. Ginny had also learnt later that she had hexed him into being a frog for two days. But that didn't make her hurt go away.
The burn was magical and it wouldn't go away with muggle plastic surgery and there were no potions to heal it. She now worked as a researcher herself trying to find potions for various ailments. That way she stayed in the backroom and avoided communication with general public. She had made Ron and Hermione promise to keep her secret from Harry in exchange for not asking questions regarding where they met. But she knew now that she would go help him even if it got her all the taunting in the world if that would make him better.
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