Author's Note: Okay, I realized that I didn't comment back to the review I got for chapter one. So I'll include it in my responses for chapter two.
RonMione4eva: Thanks for your two reviews! You really didn't know it wasn't part of the story? Hmm, maybe next time I'll just keep my fingers off the keyboard when I think something like that.
Kd7sov: Thanks for all the criticism/comments. Yeah, I tried to make it ominous, because it's a big part of the story…but I won't say anymore here. I came up with the brooch on my own, because I knew that he found the Slytherin item, the Gryffindor item I know of, and I remembered them talking about him wanting to find Ravenclaw's item, but I couldn't remember anything from Hufflepuff. But, of course, when I posted it up, I suddenly remembered the memory about Hufflepuff's thing…oh, well. Yeah, I was having a hard time figuring out how not to have him there, and Harry finding the last Horcrux on his own…I hope Rowling has better luck with that than I did. And I did say how much time passed in the second chapter, but I kind of snuck it in, so I'll put it in again this chapter. Thanks again for the long review!
La Chica Perfecta: Thanks for being such a constant reviewer to my fics! I'm sorry I haven't commented on Time Revolution. I feel really bad now about that.
Disclaimer: Can't think of anything real creative for the disclaimer this time. So…I don't own the characters or the original plot. And the plot for this fanfic was made up by my friend.
Lives of Sacrifice, Chapter 3:
"Well, it is very complicated," Harry said. "We –well, actually, you, but Ginny and I will help-" Ginny raised an eyebrow at Harry, and he responded with a small nod, "we need to get part of the person that killed her."
"You mean I have to go back to You-Know-Who's grave and get a finger or something?" Ron asked, looking like he was going to be sick. "Or is this like the polyjuice potion, where I have to get a hair from the person?"
"No, you can get any part of the person, including the blood of the person. And, no, that means you don't have to go to Voldemort's-grow up, Ron-grave. He took my blood, remember? When he came back fourth year? So you can draw some blood from me."
"Okay," Ron replied, not totally comforted. Suddenly, he would rather go to Voldemort's grave than take blood from his best mate.
"Then you have to go to the exact place that she died. That might be hard, because I don't know if the Roberts' cottage is there after two years." Ron suddenly felt cold, remembering, once again, that it had indeed been two years since Hermione died. Harry continued, "Eric died in Azkaban last week, that I know, but I don't know what his family did with his stuff after he died, or even after he was sent to Askaban. We're going to surely have trouble doing this if the cottage isn't there anymore.
"Then there is an extremely complicated incantation that you have to say when you get there," Harry blundered on. "I can't even pronounce it. The bad thing is, you can only say this incantation once in your life. If you say it before you get everything else ready, you will be instantly cursed. But the book didn't go into any details on it…so stay on the safe side and don't say it."
Ron had been getting more excited every time Harry said something new. Blood he could get, even if he didn't want to hurt Harry. He did offer himself, though. I didn't ask him to, he thought. Then there was going to the exact location of where she died. Like I could forget. It was right at the doorway. She was frozen there when He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named was talking about killing her. But the incantation suddenly worried him. I've never been good at incantations. That was always her. Almost instantly, he was depressed again.
"And, as I tried to tell you before, there are consequences to this. Obviously, as I said, you are cursed if you say the incantation wrong. And if you say it right, but she's not your true love, then you will instantly die. It's a really serious curse," Harry reminded Ron.
"But, if everything goes correctly, and Hermione is my true love, everything will be as good as it was before she died, right?" Ron asked hopefully. If there was any chance it would all go right, Ron knew he would do it.
"Well…" Harry stalled for thinking time. It was true, there was something that would happen if he got it all right, but would it really be much different as before she died? After a moment of thinking, he said, "Yes."
"Then I'll do it. I know Hermione is my true love. I don't have to worry about that. And I'm willing to take the chance that I get the incantation wrong, or get the place wrong, in order to get Hermione back," Ron declared decisively.
"He's crazy," Ginny mumbled to Harry. Although he didn't say it, or show any other indication, Harry personally agreed.
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"Okay, I've got the book and my wand," Ron pointed out ten minutes later. "Could we go now?" he asked, acting almost like an impatient nine-year-old
Harry and Ginny looked at each other like Ron was too excited. Ginny sighed, and Harry said, "I guess so, if you are really ready to do this."
"I am. Why wouldn't I be? So can we go?"
The three of them met in the middle of the kitchen, then Apparated to the forest in southern Ireland, just as they had two years previously.
"Look! There's the clearing! Up ahead!" Ron shouted, more excited than he had been in years. Running ahead of the other two, he ran into the clearing, and stopped in front of the cottage. Harry and Ginny finally caught up, and stopped behind Ron, staring at the cottage. The little building looked as though it hadn't been inhabited in several years. Ron walked up to the front door, and opened it. Dust flew around him as he entered the building. Ginny and Harry followed Ron into the cottage.
"Let's see…the door was open…and she was frozen in the doorway…like…this," Ron muttered, moving around the small area, finally stopping in the doorway, facing inwards.
He checked the book, "Exact spot…check. Part of the killer. Okay, Harry, I need your blood." Any other time, Ron would have found that statement funny, but this time, he was completely serious. Harry took out a sharp rock from his pocket, grasped it in his hand, and slit his wrist. The blood trickled out of the wound, slowly flowing around his arm, like a river at the source. Ron suddenly realized he brought nothing to collect the blood in, and ended up conjouring a small bowl out of midair. He brought the dish underneath Harry's arm, and collected a small puddle of blood. Harry pointed his wand at his wrist, and suddenly the wound disappeared, as did the blood still on his arm.
Ron walked back over to the doorway, and stood facing Harry and Ginny. He held the book, open, in one hand, and the bowl of blood in the other. Reading from the book, Ron started to chant:
Hermione Granger had once died here,
But now I shall bring her back.
As she once gave her own life,
So I shall do.
She shall lead me as she pleases,
Because I shall agree, as she wishes.
And now I say, with all my might,
Nruter Rehrof Modeerfym Evigi.
The wind picked up, and rushed around where Ron stood. The speed picked up, and went faster and faster, blowing his hair up, and blew the book from his hands, where it sped towards Ginny and Harry. Harry and Ginny both ducked, causing the book to fly over there heads and into the old grandfather clock standing behind them. When they looked up at Ron, he was completely rigid, then started shaking violently. Ron dropped the bowl of Harry's blood, and it fell straight down, crashed, and broke into hundreds of pieces, with the blood spattering the floor. Once again, Ron went rigid, then gasped, as though he suddenly turned cold. And, indeed, he had turned cold, as a silver shape traveled from the ground up through him. The wind finally stopped blowing, and, in front of Ron, seen for the first time in two years, stood Hermione Granger.
"Ron, you did it! You actually performed the incantation!" were Hermione's first words. She ran toward him, and gave him an emotional hug. After about half a minute, she pulled away to go greet Harry and Ginny.
Afterwards, she turned back to Ron. "So you actually read the book with the incantation in it?" she asked him.
"Well, no. Harry found it," Ron stammered.
"Oh. Then did you at least read the entire section on the incantation?"
"Umm…no," Ron admitted.
"Then go get the book from the ground over there, and read the entire section on the incantation," Hermione instructed.
Without questioning her, Ron walked over to where the book lay, and sat down to read the entire section. Meanwhile, Hermione walked over to Harry and Ginny again, and asked, "You didn't tell him all the consequences, did you?"
"No. I was worried that, if I told him, he wouldn't want to do it. And I don't think Ginny can live with another day of her brother moping on the couch all day. So…I just kind of ignored that part," Harry answered truthfully.
"I thought so," Hermione said, grinning, before the three of them heard Ron shout:
"I AGREED TO DO WHAT?"
Yay! Another short update! So, what do you think Ron agreed to do? I hinted at it this chapter…just a little hint there.
I really enjoyed writing this chapter, since Hermione came back. But I would really enjoy reviews! So please review, telling me what you think. And for those of you that aren't logged in, or don't have an account, my anonymous reviews are open. (cough, April, cough)So please review!