By: fiSh
Summary:
Years after the war, many things aren't as they seem. Dreams are recovered, she is found. Loads of surprises fill the lives of the Weasley family.
A/N:
FS1: I'll make a CHo/Harry fic if you can get me some more readers.. i am a Ginny/Harry shipper at heart but i don't mind typing Harry/CHo fics.. please..:)
Lonesome-love: i read your stories.. really nice... oh.. and if i do get more readers i'll tell them to read yours.. :)
sorry for any mistakes i made.. im human im not perfect.. my grammar might be wrong.. im sorry... : )
Disclaimer:
I have been appointed as Princess in the Potterdom court… weee… at least.. well we all are princes and princess (aww…) in this Potterdom.. wheee read.. before I start getting giddy all over again.. Once again lets all Hail Her Majesty J.K Rowling (Queen Of Potterdom)
Chapter 3
Redivivus
Ginny had been sitting there in the Candy shop telling her brothers what had happened the last seven years. She told them of the incident, the portkey, the Charlsehall couple, her boyfriend, Molly but she did not dare tell them about what happened between Tom Riddle and her, the main reason why she left.
"We thought you were dead Gin!" George cried, "We even had a ceremony."
"I thought you were all dead!" Ginny cried out burying her face in her fist, "I thought that if I stayed behind there was nothing left for me… Harry still couldn't… well… it's just… They only tolerate me because I am after all Ron's sister and nothing more."
"Mum was desolate and depressed for how long," Fred stated, "She can't sleep."
"She needs you!"
"Well, none of you came looking for me." She whispered trying not to let Molly hear what they were talking about. She glanced at her daughter who was busy chewing on her Laffy Taffy.
"We thought you were dead." They said at the same time.
"I'm sorry," Ginny whispered looking at her hands on her lap.
"It doesn't matter anymore Gin…" Fred whispered wrapping his arm around her and George doing the same, "You're alive that is all that matters!" They sat there in a group hug while Ginny cried her sadness away.
"Mama?" a small voice called out from under tugging on her jeans, "Cosa ce?" she asked what was wrong in Italian.
Ginny withdrew from her brother's hugs and picked up her daughter from the floor kissing her cheek. "Non importa, mama is fine. She has something to tell you but for now I can only tell you this. These two are my brothers." She said pointing to the two tall men that stood in front of them tears still dampening their big brown eyes wearing big goofy smiles on their faces.
"Il fratello?" she asked, "The funny ones you tell me about? I thought they were dead mama?"
"I was wrong Molly, they are all very much alive." She whispered looking up at Fred and George. Molly's eyes widened it sheer surprise and she smiled excitedly.
"Lo zio Fred and George" she whispered in awe, "No wonder you have hair like my mama." She smiled and hugged them while Ginny kept her from falling.
"What did she say?" George asked not understanding Italian.
"She said Uncle Fred and George," Ginny murmured.
"Ginny come home," Fred begged, "Mum needs you."
"I just can't… up and leave Estella." She whispered, "She's been a mother to me the past few years. I have to talk to her, tell her."
"Leave?" Molly questioned, "Leave grandmamma?"
"Not forever love." Ginny said brushing Molly's hair back with her hands.
"Ginny," Fred whispered, "please come home."
"I will," Ginny whispered, "When I'm ready. I just can't face Ron and Hermione. Especially Harry!" she gasped suddenly remembering Harry.
"Harry?" Molly asked, "Who's Harry?"
"Shh" she hushed her daughter.
"Come next week-" Fred said as if remembering something.
"Yes the three of them are going to the Quidditch World Cup!" George continued.
"They'll be gone for-"
"Three whole days-"
"Giving you enough time-"
"Alone with-"
"Mum and dad-"
"Gin, they need you." They finished at the same time. This sent Molly into a fitful of giggles. She kept on laughing making Ginny smile, half wishing that she were Molly's age careless and innocent.
"Okay." She whispered, "For Molly's sake. She needs to know her family too."
She gave them one last hug and a kiss on the cheek and allowed Molly to hug them too. She said she would see them on Monday and that she was happy that they were still alive. Before she could step out she turned and said.
"Don't tell anyone about me." She said sternly.
Harry and Ron stumbled into the Burrow laughing. Ron's face bright and red and Hermione equally tinged with a big smile on her face as she gazed at Ron. Harry couldn't help laughing at his two best friends as they behaved like to teenaged lovebirds.
"Thanks Harry." Hermione said smiling up at him.
"For what?" he asked surprised as Ron danced into the kitchen yelling for his mother.
"For giving him the courage."
"Well somebody had to start the engine." He shrugged draping an arm around Hermione giving her a tight squeeze. Ron walked in looking normal the color of his face was back but he still had that big smile on his face.
"Get your filthy Quidditch worn hands off my girlfriend Potter!" he said through gritted teeth with a hint of laughter in his eyes. Harry laughed and gently pushed Hermione to him making her giggle softly.
"All right mate!" Harry rolled his eyes, "I'll leave you two teenagers to snog while I'll help Mrs. Weasley in the kitchen."
Before Harry walked out he felt a hand on his shoulder, Ron's. Harry gave him a questioning look.
"Thanks mate." Ron said simply making Harry smile before turning around to talk to Hermione who sat on the couch her face still glowing.
Harry was about to walk into the kitchen when he saw a picture of Ginny hanging on the wall. She had on a bright smile and her big brown eyes gazed at the camera waving one hand. She was wearing Molly's vintage glasses looking dopey and laughing. Harry laughed softly as he remembered that day.
"Ginny!" Ron laughed as she skipped towards them in a short brown skirt and a yellow and green-striped t-shirt that had a collar. Her hair was in a messy array as she wore big black tinted shades with white rimming and a big smile on her face.
"Aren't I lovely!" she asked smiling and then twirling. Harry laughed as Ginny began to pose and walk around the garden like she was a model on a catwalk. Hermione who wore short white shorts with a big white belt buckle and a dark red sleeveless turtleneck with big red shades followed after her posing ridiculously then doubling over with laughter.
"Gin!" Hermione cried out holding out her camera that Mr. Weasley gave her, "Let me take a picture!"
"Oh sure!" Ginny said her mouthing rolling with a trying hard American accent, "Come Harry! Ron!" she said calling them over after Hermione took her picture. The four of them never felt more careless and free that summer day before the day classes start.
Harry raked his fingers through his unruly hair grinning at the memory. That day was the last day any of them had a real happy moment because the next day was when they headed off for the trio's last year at Hogwarts and Ginny's sixth. That school year was so hectic with news of Voldemort's return hanging in the air.
Harry shook his head sadly as he put his fingers on Ginny's smiling face. He walked into the kitchen with his hands in his pockets and offered Mrs. Weasley some help.
"I really appreciate all that you've done for me." Ginny whispered after Estella had agreed that it was time for Ginny to return home, "Molly and I will visit once a month, for Molly has come to love you as if you were her grandparents and I've come to love you as if you were my parents."
Estella's big blue eyes became glassy and wet and she smiled through her sadness. Ginny wrapped her long arms around Estella and kissed her on her cheek. Estella held her for a minute and sighed deeply.
"I just want to say Ginny," Estella whispered, "That you have brought great joy into our lives since my Molly passed and we can't be any happier. I would like you to keep everything we've given you, keep it as a reminder that you are never alone. If you should feel the need to come back, we'd be more than glad to accept you into our home."
"Oh Estella!" Ginny cried out burying her face in the crook of the old woman's neck who, for the past eight years treated Ginny as if she were her own child. They sat there, arms around each other while Estella lovingly stroked her back.
David stood behind them watching the two women of the Charlsehall house cry in each other's arms. He reached out and touched the red locks of the girl and gingerly stroked it, which brought tears to his eyes. He had come to love Ginny as if she was Molly herself. He remembered that fateful day when he found Ginny lying on the floor bloody bruised and broken with Estella standing over her. It was as if God had sent her down from the heavens into their care.
"So how was your day?" Mrs. Weasley asked addressing everyone as she put down a bowl of stew on the table and wiping her hand on the blue dishcloth that hung carelessly on her apron. She turned to face Ron who was greedily slopping some stew on his plate. Mrs. Weasley was going to make some side comment on how he should serve Hermione first before feeding himself when he placed his stew filled plate in front of Hermione giving her a cheeky grin.
Mrs. Weasley pursed her lips assessing the action that Ron has just made and then beamed with joy almost knocking Harry of his seat. She threw him a look of apology before rushing to Ron's side and enveloping him in one of her famous Weasley-bear-so-tight-that-you-cant-breathe-hugs. Ron wasn't aware that his mother had jumped off her seat that when she hugged him his arms were stuck to his side that he couldn't fight her off.
"Mum!" he cried out in a strangled voice, "Are you okay?"
"Oh Ronald!" she laughed heartily, "Since when?" she asked stepping away from him. The minute Mrs. Weasley unleashed him he took in a deep breath and staggered backward staring at his mother like she had gone mad.
"Oh, a few hours ago." Harry aid coolly before taking a bite off the stew that dangled on his fork.
Mrs. Weasley squealed with pure joy as Ron finally realized the reason as to why she had suddenly burst with joy. She was about to hug Hermione when there was a loud POP! The twins had apparated into the kitchen making Mrs. Weasley stagger backwards and grasp for the chair and knocking Hermione off her seat and into Ron's arms.
"Sorry!" they both called out before settling into their usual seats. Harry casually stole a look at them and notice that their eyes were red and swollen, their cheeks looked wind blown and they looked absolutely tired.
"Did you cry?" Hermione asked noticing the difference or the sudden change in the twin's faces.
The twins looked at each other before wiping their eyes again. Mrs. Weasley walked over to the two boys and examined their faces. They stared numbly at her before breaking into a big a smile.
"Is something the matter?" Mrs. Weasley asked carefully.
The twins were silent for a moment as if they had remembered something. They shook their heads and smiled.
"Nothing's-" Fred started.
"The-" George continued.
"Matter-"
"Nothing-"
"At-"
"All mum!" they said together.
"Our sales are just getting better than expected," George said nodding his head fervently before slapping stew onto his plate.
"Yes," Fred nodded before looking at his brother and they grinned at each other as if they knew something that the other four adults in the room did not, "It was quite unexpected that the wrath of Virginia is everyone's favorite." George looked at Fred sternly before turning back to his plate.
"So what's up with you lot?" George asked looking up at all of them.
"Anything new eh, Ronniekins?" Fred asked cheekily as he brought his fork into his mouth.
"Oh! It's just wonderful!" Mrs. Weasley cried out as she turned into her joyous state, "Hermione and Ron are just perfect together!" she said clapping her hands together taking in a deep dreamy breath as she stared at the couple who looked at her baffled.
Harry wanted to laugh at how ironic the situation was at that moment. They ate in overwhelmed silence.
"We're not the only ones with news." Hermione murmured out of the blue.
Ron nodded pointedly at Harry raising an eyebrow, "So what's the news Har?" He gave him a grin as if the situation was going to turn on him. And it did.
Harry swallowed the last bit of his meal before chugging down a glass of water.
"Well Harry mate what is it?" Fred asked laughing at Harry's nervousness.
"Yes, Harry?" Mrs. Weasley asked looking at him.
Harry wiped his hands on his lap, "Well," he cleared his throat, "I'm getting married."
The twin's dropped their forks and Mrs. Weasley seemed like she was the only one who was happy with the situation.
"What!" the twin's bellowed at the same time. When everything had been going so well for them, this bit of news had shocked them. When everything was going great and things couldn't get worse it seemed that the rain had decided to pour down into their sunny world.
Ginny lay on her bed still wearing the clothes that she had worn to the park. She stared at the ceiling dazed and confused as she twirled a lock of hair in her fingers. She closed her eyes and she was so sure that she could smell the scent of the burrow in the room. She closed her eyes and imagined what the burrow looked like as she heard Fred and George's voice describing it to her as they did that afternoon. The scent of her mother's stew filled her brain as well as the grassy scent and the boys sweet sweat from playing Quidditch out in the garden. The lilies floating in the pond in front of her tree, the gnomes running around trying to escape from her prying fingers, the creaking of the steps, the ghoul in the attic, her parents laughing in the kitchen, Bill and Charlie outside in the garden seeing who can throw the gnome the farthest, Percy giving her a smile before retreating into his room, the twins trying their latest tricks on her, Ron smiling up at her as he beats Hermione in another round of chess, Hermione giving her a big hug telling her how pretty she looked and that Harry was stupid for not noticing her. And Harry. What was the memory that Harry had left her? She searched the back of her mind for the answer but nothing came.
She looked up at the ceiling once more begging her mind not to remember the sad moments of her life. She closed her eyes again as she remembered the time that Harry had first seen her as an individual.
"There!" Mrs. Weasley said clapping her hands together admiring her daughter and Hermione as her seventies clothes magically molded themselves onto the girls' bodies, "Oh! You girls are so beautiful!" she cried out
"Thanks mum!" Ginny said smiling at her mother.
Ginny and Hermione had decided that the stress was wearing them down and they decided at least for one day they should have fun. They decided to dress up into Mrs. Weasley's old clothes to make the boys laugh. It was a for-no-reason-thing that had popped into t heir heads.
Ginny skipped down the steps and twirled in front of her father. Who laughed and commented that she looked great. Hermione followed after but was stopped by Mr. Weasley who handed her a black object mentioning that they should take pictures.
Ginny strolled out of the kitchen and into the garden where Harry and Ron were playing chess. She paused for a minute gazing at Harry and Ron who looked peaceful and concentrated. She tilted her head sideways and gazed at the boy-she-loved even if he had black ridiculously messy hair and a horrible scar that pained him. She smiled widely gathering up all her courage before skipping towards them.
Ron turned to her and started laughing, "Ginny!" he exclaimed. She smiled and twirled around again her brown skirt flowing out making her look like a fairy. She posed, one hand high over her head and the other next to her thigh.
"Aren't I lovely?" she asked twirling once more . Harry smiled up at her and she was thankful that she didn't blush. She started to walk around the garden giggling quietly at herself, enjoying the thrill running through her veins. She posed right in front of the wall that separated them from the forest. She heard Hermione run after her making Ron gape at what she was wearing.
"Gin!" she cried out, "Let me take a picture!" she said waving the black object in her hands.
"Oh sure!" she said feigning an American accent making Harry laugh even louder. After the first shot she called the two boys over. They looked at each other and even if the situation was so silly they couldn't help but join in the fun.
"Kids!" Mr. Weasley called out, "Look what I found an old décor player." He said taking out a muggle object.
"You mean record!" Hermione and Harry said laughing. Mr. Weasley shrugged and worked the object as a disco tune came out from the cone shaped object. Ginny smiled wildly at Hermione who smiled back at her. Mr. Weasley looked at them and smiled widely.
"Oh yeah!" he called over the music, "Your mother sent this down for the boys." He said pointing at the box beside the record player. Hermione and Ginny laughed before running towards the box.
There were bellbottoms and two t-shirts. Ginny grabbed it and threw it at Harry and Ron. The boys looked at them as if they had gone crazy. They shook their heads the two girls. Knowing that they couldn't change their minds they walked into the house to change.
Hermione and Ginny burst into a fitful of laughter before dancing to the music. Just then there was a loud cough imitating that of Professor Umbridge. The two girls broke from their trance to see the two boys standing before them. They stared for a few seconds before bursting out with laughter.
"You don't look so funny yourself." Ron muttered as he walked towards Hermione. Ginny had realized that Ron was dressed to match Hermione clad in his brown bellbottoms and a red button down top. Hermione laughed again as Ron grabbed her hand twirling her around making her laugh even more. Ginny stared at the two who were oblivious as Fudge with Voldemort. She stared at them as they danced with each other their bodies not touching except for the occasional handholding. She had completely forgotten about Harry that when he stood behind her asking her to dance, calling her a 'groovy chick' which made her laugh, she jumped She whirled around and stared at him in his own pair of bellbottoms and button down top like Ron's but in green. He raised her glasses and balanced them on the top of her head as a makeshift headband. She grinned at him as her cheeks colored beautifully. He took her hand and twirled her around.
Just then slow music had played and Ron drew Hermione into his arms as if it were the most natural thing to do. Ginny watched as her brother the oblivious prat didn't realize because he was so dazed as he leaned against Hermione. Harry pulled her closer to him; she never realized how uncomfortable their situation was until then but the discomfort seemed to fade away with the rest of the world and its cruelties as she laid her head on his shoulder.
"Gin." Harry murmured her name and for the first time she knew he had seen her. With their arms around each other the four teenagers danced until the stars came up.
The chapters title "Redivivus" means, "Come back to life." This title signifies as the coming back to life of Ginny.. well not really because she was never really dead but everyone thought she was so when the twins found her she "came back to life."
A/N: THANKS! To all my reviewers… i got two.. not so bad right: ( oh well.. can't get what you want all the time ryt? i mean probably people are busy.. or.. probably people.. are.. well... maybe.. they... nevermind.. maybe i suck.. : )