1Chapter Nine: A family again.
I only own the character Demeter, no one else
It's been two weeks now since Harry had killed Voldemort. It was all in the newspapers, and people had been celebrating all this time. But Harry could not join in on the celebration. Demeter had not yet awaken, and he's been by her side every minute of each day. Ron and Hermione visit him everyday, never questioning him about what happened that night, but Harry asked that they regal him with their tale of defeating the Death Eaters by themselves. It took Harry's mind away from the fact that his sister look cold and almost dead beside him. He had been having visitors each day. Mr. And Mrs. Weasly, Ginny, Neville, Headmistress, Lupin, Mad-Eye, some Aurors he had never met, the Minister of Magic, other teachers from Hogwarts, students, even Oliver Wood stopped in, looking so gloomy, and just said he hopes she recovers soon. He let them come in, congratulate himand then he asked them to leave. He only wanted to sit by his sister's side until she had come awake. There were hundreds, thousands of gift, both for Harry and Demeter (for no one knew exactly what went on that night, so no one knew if Demeter had helped at all). Finally, Tonks came in, looking rather sad.
"How's she doing Harry?" she asked.
"I don't know, nothing they do seems to be helping, I don't know what Voldemort did to her. She's just lying there." said Harry.
Tonks began to cry, silently, and just reached out and grabbed Demeter's hand. She just stood there for a moment, and then let her hand fall. She smiled then she looked at Harry.
"I never thought you two would make it out. I was so certain the prophecy about her was going to come true."
"What prophecy?" asked Harry.
"The one about how she was suppose to protect you. She never heard the end because she didn't want to know that someone had already pre-destined her future. But I heard. It said she would protect you, but that her fate would be the same fate as yours. Harry, many of us thought that your connection with Voldemort meant you and he would have to die, and then Demeter would also die with you. I just don't understand." said Tonks.
Harry was just about to explain why they hadn't died, but Tonks quieted him.
"If there was one thing I learned from Demeter, it's that sometimes, ignorance is bliss. Take care of her." and with that, she kissed Harry on the forehead and walked out.
Harry turned to look at Demeter, and saw that her eyelids started to quiver. He watched in anticipation. Slowly, her eyes began to open, and she started to look around. Her gaze ended at Harry.
"Harry... you're... you're..."
"Alive, and so are you." he said.
Then Demeter's hand shot up to her forehead, and she winced as if a sharp pain had gone through her entire head. She noticed the wound was covered, and proceeded to talk.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have passed out, I could've been stronger, I was training for that night from the beginning, I should've been there with you." said Demeter.
"You were, Demeter. You were in my heart. You protected me like you were meant to. And not because some prophecy said you would, but because you're my big sister, and that's what you're suppose to do." said Harry.
He reached out for her hand, and they just stared at each other, both of them thinking about the life they can finally have as a family, together.
"Oh I almost forgot." Then Harry reached in his pocket and pulled out the locket his mother had given to him that fateful night. He put it into Demeter's hands, and she just stared.
"But how... how did you get this? Is it even possib..." midway through her word she stopped, looked up, and smiled. "They came to you, she gave this too you." she said, and Harry just nodding. His mother told him Demeter would understand, and she did.
The following week was graduation from Hogwarts, and Harry couldn't wait. He had already gotten a job at the Ministry (With a new Minister whom Harry actually liked for once, a young Auror that Demeter had introduced to him only three days ago) and was about to begin his training to become an Auror also. He was sitting in his seat, beside Ron and Hermione, both of them holding one of his hands, as their names were each called to come and receive their certificates. When Harry's name was called, he heard someone clapping. He looked and Demeter was standing up, applauding him. Tonks stood up right beside her, and so did Oliver Wood (who Harry had found out, has been dating Demeter for the past year and a half) and then everyone started to join in. Even Ron and Hermione (who had begun to cry at this time). Everything seemed to be getting back to normal now.
After the ceremony, Harry ran over to Demeter and they hugged each other (there was a lot of hugging going on once Demeter had awaken).
"So Harry, ready to start your training?" said Tonks.
"Yup, and I've got the best teacher in the world." Harry said, looking at Demeter. "Demeter, what's that on your forehead?" asked Harry.
Demeter lifted up her long, wildly curly hair, and showed Harry a scar which almost resembled the exact same scar Harry had received on that night 17 years ago.
"I guess that means we're bound to get other forever." Demeter said with a laugh.
Ron and Hermione joined the group and they all talked about what they were going to do now that school was over. Ron was thinking of joining the Ministry, with his father in the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Department. Hermione planned to study Spell-Breaking and Spell-Making at the Aurors' Classes. She didn't want to become and Auror, but she thought a job in Gringots or helping the Ministry would be useful. Demeter agreed one hundred percent. Finally, everyone looked at Demeter.
"What? Oh you want to know what I'm planning, are you?" she asked, with a smirk on her face.
"Well, I thought Harry could move in with me, until he's done with his training, and then I'll go back to being a Head-Auror. What do you think Harry?" said Demeter
All Harry could do was smile and nod. He was too happy for words. Then he noticed something sparkling from Demeter's left-hand finger.
"Demeter is that... are you engaged?" asked Harry.
"Well, I didn't think this was the best time to announce it, but... yes." she said.
Harry ran over and hugged his sister tightly. Then hugged Oliver and congratulated him. He couldn't have been more happy for his sister. They were all standing around, laughing and joking and talking about the future. The Harry noticed someone. A thin, dark haired teenage girl, sitting alone under a tree. He excused himself from the rest and walked over to her. She looked up and he saw her eyes were dark brown, deep and rich. She smiled and stood up. She was practically the same height as him, and her hair was long and fell right over her face. She brushed it off, with a laugh.
"Hi, my name is Gwyn." she said.
"Hello, my name is Harry, I'm sorry, but were you in my class? I don't think I've ever seen you here before" He said.
"No, actually, my uncle use to work at this school, until he passed away last year. I should be going to this school, but he thought it best I don't come to the same school that he's the Headmaster at. So I actually go to Beauxbaton. And I'm rambling now, aren't I?" she said, laughed awkwardly.
"Wait, your uncle was Professor Dumbledore?" asked Harry.
"Yea... I mean, yes." she said, looking down at her shoes.
Harry didn't know if this was fate or sheer luck, but he felt like he's known this girl his entire life. He looked at her again and smiled.
"Would you like to come out to eat with me and my friends... I mean family." asked Harry, with confidence he never knew he could have with a girl.
"I would love that, thank you." she said.
"I'm sorry, I don't believe I caught your last name."
"Oh it's Gwyn Gryffindor." She said.
"Gryffindor? But, this is your school! Why wouldn't you come here?" asked Harry.
"Well, I know, my family had every intention of me coming here, being prefect, head girl, like every other Gryffindor before, but then my uncle, Albus, told my mom to have me go to another school.He wanted to keep me safe. He told my family and I these stories of an evil wizard. I only ever questioned him once about why I couldn't go to "my school" and he saidI would eventually come in contact with this "special boy" or what did he say... "Oh Chosen Boy" and change his life, for the better. I know it sounds so philosophical, but that's the kind of man he was... and for some reason, since everyone started to clap once you received your diploma, I can't help but think you are the boy I'm suppose to meet. It's strange the way things turn out in the end, isn't it? I mean the people who just turn up in your life" said Gywn
Harry glanced back at his sister, who turned and smiled back at him. He turned his attention back to the mysterious Gryffindor girl who also smiled back at him.
"Yea, it's strange the people you meet." he finally said.
With smiles on both of their faces, they walked towards the group. After introductions were made and shocks had worn away, everyone proceeded to the castle, where a big celebration was waiting for them in the Great Hall. Harry's final thought, before he entered and had the best time of his life, was that he really was the Chosen One, and he couldn't be more happier.