Chapter 3- Planning
Across the country, in a broken down shack, a man stood in front of a mirror.
"So… you've both ruined my plans… now she's not even fit to help me."
The image in the mirror was of a young couple, both in their early twenties. Oh how he despised them both. They were both so perfect, so happy together. /They/ hadn't spent the last year of their lives locked away in Azkaban with only the dementors for company…
The couple could not hear him as he spoke to them; they were completely unaware that he was watching. Still, he would have to find another suitable young woman, but it still made his blood boil. He wanted her. He wanted the redhead with the fiery personality, and the uncanny ability to tell most convincing lies, and now thanks to Potter, he couldn't have her.
He turned away from the mirror, looking to the one that showed his reflection, rather than an image of whatever the Potters were doing at the moment. His once handsome face was now thin and tired-looking. He now looked much older that twenty three, and his eyes seemed dead, haunted. His formerly thick hair was rather thin, and he let out a disgusted noise at the sight of himself.
"Yes, Mr. and Mrs. Potter… not only are they happy, but they still have their looks… this will make my task harder, yet another reason to seek my revenge… it's quite clear that I can't simply find a pureblood and convince her to let me take her at a bar now… oh, the Potters will definitely pay. Or at least… Ginevra will."
With a satisfied smirk her turned away from both mirrors and left to the other room of the old shack. He had things to plan…
"Harry? What are you doing love?"
His wand was pointed at the door, muttering at it under his breath. She could hear odd clicking and scraping noises, as though something was being added. Ginny was in the kitchen, planning on what she was going to do with the extra bedroom.
'Maybe a light shade of blue for the walls…'
She heard more clicking from the front door and she sighed.
"Harry?"
She turned her mind back to her plans, waiting for a reply.
"I'm adding extra security to the door and to the house."
Ginny nodded.
"Alright. Well, are you done?"
Harry nodded.
"Yep. What are you doing?"
Ginny smiled, patting the extra spot on the couch next to her.
"I'm planning what we're going to do to the extra bedroom. I'm going to only work at St. Mungos for half a day now, rather than a full day, so I can work on the room and clean and cook dinner and things like that."
He nodded as he sat down next to her.
"Sounds like a plan love. I put all kinds of wards on the doors and windows. There's no way David can get in here."
She nodded, smiling.
"Sounds good."
She turned to him and kissed him gently.
"Just think, in eight months, we're going to be parents."
He grinned, kissing her back.
"I know, it's amazing. It's what I've always wanted."
She looked at him.
"What? Having children?"
He shook his head.
"Nope, having children with you."
She giggled.
"Smooth Potter, really smooth."
He grinned, pulling her into his arms.
"Yep. I know I am. By the way, when are we going to tell your parents about the baby?"
She shrugged.
"Whenever we decide to. We're supposed to be going over there soon, for the annual Weasley Christmas party."
He nodded.
"Fair enough. I can't wait to see the look on your Mum's face. She's going to go crazy."
She giggled again.
"She'll only go crazy because she'll be happy for us. She's always wanted tons of grandchildren to spoil, but so far she only has two. This'll make three."
He moved his hand to her stomach.
"What do you think, boy or girl?"
She smiled.
"I don't really care either way, but what do you want?"
He looked at her.
"Well, there's nothing I would love more than to have a little girl to hold. I mean, whenever I've pictured our children, there's always at least one girl."
She smiled.
"Daddy's little girl, right?"
He grinned.
"Exactly."
She laughed, shifting slightly on his lap.
"Oh I'd hate to see what would happen if she started dating. Just think about it, everyone would know who her father was… she's going to have a hard time keeping a boyfriend, because I know that you'll go completely crazy and threaten them within an inch of their life if they do anything inappropriate… and I'm sure that they'll listen to you… after all, you're Harry Potter. Just don't drive them all away."
Harry chuckled.
"You insult me Mrs. Potter. Do you really believe that I'd scare away all of her boyfriends?"
Ginny raised an eyebrow at him and he grinned.
"Alright alright, I probably would… but I have every right to."
She giggled.
"Of course you do love, of course you do."
He laughed, leaning in and kissing her again.
"Yes… they will most definitely pay…"
The blonde man was back at the mirror, watching as the couple talked and kissed, planning their future.
"She was supposed to carry my child… thus making me more powerful than anyone could ever be…"
He frowned, running a hand through his dirty blonde hair.
"No amount of wards around your house can protect her Potter…"
Of course, Harry couldn't hear him, but he said it anyway.
"I will get my revenge… and you're going to have to watch. Of course, the fact that she's carrying your child makes it even better…"
The door to the room opened and another man stepped in, his face hidden by his hood.
"We have found another suitable woman sir…"
David turned to look at the new arrival.
"So why are you standing here? Get her!"
The man jumped.
"It's just… she's very well protected. It will take some time…"
David frowned.
"I don't care what you have to do. Just get me what I need!"
The man nodded, then turned and stumbled out of the room.
"Yes sir."
David turned to the mirror again.
"We shall meet again very soon Potter. Very soon indeed…"