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Author's Note- WOW! In total I have 34 reviews! OMG you guys, this means soo much to me! Like seriously lol. And I also think that this chapter is the longest one yet! Anways, Here are my personal thank yous;
harrysangel10000- Glad the deal sounds good to you! To answer your question about Makayla...You'll just have to wait and see:P
Whimsy007- These many questions will be answered in the chapters to come. It's going to be a story where flashbacks and conversations about the past come up alot. You have asked some very good questions and trust me they will all be answered. Maybe not all at once because, in my opinon, it couldn't be a could chapter like that because some of the questions need to be answered by Harry himself. But I love it when readers test the knowledge of an author's own story. So thank you.
James's Girl Forever- Yeah, I was having trouble the other day in the library trying to figure out a last name for Aidan, when the idea to make him the son of Oliver Wood and Katie Bell just popped into my head. Both him and Noah are going to be two of my favourite characters in this story. And trust me, there will be plenty of scenes with them.
Chrissy- Aw, yes young love between Izzy and Noah. It's soo adorable, is it not? lol.
GoSnOgGaTrEe- lol. Yes I bet no one would care if I killed of Clay! No one has written (Yet) that they like Clay so we'll just have to see where it goes. Ginny won't find out for a little while that Harry is teaching at Hogwarts. So, just sit tight and be patient. P.S Glad you love this story lol.
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Bandolera- I love Noah too. He's such a sweetie! It is very werid for a Malfoy and a Potter to be friends but great things with come out of it!
Harry94Ginny- Aw thanks. Yeah its taken me alot longer than I thought it was going to post this chapter but that's because I'm really busy with all my final projects for school. The Glorious days of Highschool. Right now, these aren't the best days of my life. lol.
Awakening from the Past
Chapter Five
'Ginny hunny!' Mrs. Weasley exclaimed, as the youngest child of the Weasley clan apparated into The Burrow, 'You look so peaky dear. Come have something to eat.' She ushered Ginny into the kitchen, where her older brother Charlie, was sitting at the table drinking a cup of tea.
'Hey Gin. Long time no see.' Charlie said, pulling his baby sister into a hug.
'Hey Charlie.' Ginny replied, returning her brother's embrace. She took a seat at the ever small Weasley table and smiled at her brother.
'How was your day today?' Charlie asked.
'Boring and tiring. I don't think I've ever done so much paper work before in my life.' Ginny replied sighing, 'Plus Ron, Hermione and I took Izzy Bee to King's Cross today for her first day of school.'
'Was she excited?' Mrs Weasley asked, pouring her daughter a cup of tea and placing a platter of asorted cheese and meat on the table.
'Oh yeah, but she was a tad bit nervous. I mean, its the first time she's going to be away from me for so long. Ten months! That's more than half of the year.' Ginny exclaimed.
Mrs. Weasley smiled as she sat down at the table with her children, 'It seems to me dear, that it is you who was more nervous than Elizabeth.'
'Well I...it's just...' Ginny said, stuttering her words in embarassment.
'It's nothing to be embarassed about Gin.' Charlie said, placing his hand over his sister's. Ginny pulled her hand out from underneath Charlie's.
'I'm just worried about my daughter. I know what goes on at Hogwarts. I was a student there too you know.' Ginny said.
'And so were we.' Mrs. Weasley replied.
'I just worry that Izzy could make the wrong choices about things. I don't want her to make any stupid decisions that... Harry and I and even Ron and Hermione made.'
'Gin, she's a naïve kid..'Charlie stated.
'Exactly. That's why I worry.'
'You know Izzy better than that. Besides, now you're really starting to turn into mum.'
'And what's so bad about that Charlie Weasley?' Mrs. Weasley snapped.
'Nothing mum.' Charlie said, cringing in fear of his mother's rage, 'It's just... when Ginny was younger...'
'Don't you dare, Charlie!' Ginny warned.
'She told me and Bill that she would do anything...'
'Don't Charlie!'
'... in her power to not become...'
'CHARLIE!'
'... like you.' Charlie finished. He waited for the wrath of his mum's rage and the equal rage of his sister to get blown at him.
'What's wrong with being like your mother?' Mrs. Weasley said, turning on her daughter.
'Nothing mum. I just, never wanted to fuss so much over my children. I wanted to give them some... freedom.'
'I gave you plenty of freedom! If I had given you more, you and your brothers would have been running about wil without a care in the world.'
'That's not true, mum. We're not party animals or anything... well, anymore that is.' Charlie said.
'Well you certainly would't be the man you are today without my rules. You wouldn't be the father you are today either. Chole and Gracie are lucky to have a father whowas well brought up.'
Charlie grinned, 'Thanks mum. Actually, speaking of them, there is a reason I came to see you today.'
'Oh?'
'Naomi and I are going to have another baby.' Mrs. Waesley broke out in a grin from ear to ear, 'Oh Charlie! That's wonderful! How far along is she?'
'Almost four months.'
'Oh another grandchild! That will be my eighth one now! Your father would be so proud.' Mrs. Weasley said, tears glistening her eyes as she continued to smile.
Ginny sighed. She'd wait to tell her mum her news another time. 'What's wrong sweetie?' Mrs. Weasley asked, hearing her daughter's sigh.
'Nothing I... I just miss dad.' Ginny said, getting up from her seat to kneel beside her mother. Mrs. Weasley wrapped her arms tightly around her only daughter.
'I know sweetie. I miss him too. All the time. But just think... he's watching over us right now and he's so proud of you.' She said, smiling at Ginny and then turned her head towards Charlie, 'Of all of you. And if ithadn't been for that awful war and those Deatheaters, your father would be sitting here being as proud of all his children as I am. I know he wishes he could be here. But he is proud of you. No matter what you do and don't forget it.'
'Thanks mum.' Charlie replied, kissing his mum's cheek, 'Well I need to head back home. Naomi and I need to drop the twins off at her parent's place and then we're heading off to St. Mungo's for her appointment with her healer. I'll owl you later and let you know how it went.' And with a loud pop, Charlie was gone.
'So, when is my little girl going to start having more children?' Mrs. Weasley asked, causing Ginny to choke on the tea in her mouth.
'Well, uh...mum...'
'You've denied Clay his own children long enough, Ginerva Weasley. Clay is a nice man...'f only you knew. Ginny thought. 'And its time you start having more children.'
'Actually mum... that's...what I came here to talk to you about.'
'Ginny... are you?' Ginny sighed, closed her eyes and nodded, 'Oh Ginny hunny! That's great news! How far along are you sweetheart?'
'A month and a half, so almost two months.' Ginny mumbled.
'Does Clay know yet?'
'No, but I guess I'll tell him as soon as he gets back from his Quidditch tournament.' Ginny replied, sighing.
'What's wrong? You don't seem to happy about this baby.'
'It's just I didn't want anymore children. Elizabeth is enough for me. But Clay wanted a kid, a boy perferable, to be an "heir". So I guess him wanting a kid is all that matters.'
'Well no, but wouldn't it be nice to have another kid around the house?'
Ginny smiled weakly, 'I guess but I just wish...'
'Ginerva Molly Weasley, don't you even start!' Mrs. Weasley said, getting up from the table and heading over to the sink.
'I didn't even say anything mum!'
'You didn't have to. I know the next three words to come out of that mouth would have been "Harry was here". Sweetheart, I know you love him and you miss him. We all love him and miss him, but you need to let go.'
Ginny's blood boiled. How dare she! 'Oh, really mum. You love dad the way I loved Harry. He's gone and you haven't let go.' She had no idea what made her say that! But now she was really in for it!
'Don't you dare speak like that Ginerva! Your father was the first and only man I'd ever love. It's unhealthy for you to be going around, acting as if Harry will come back to you and sweep you up in his arms some day soon, when you have a husband who loves you very much and a baby on the way! You need to put your past behind you, sweetie. Otherwise you are going to put yourself through termoil.'
'I. Can't, mum.' Ginny replied, dramatically standing up from her seat, 'Because I have Elizabeth. She may be the best thing I have in my life besides my family and friends, bur she is my constant reminder of the past and Harry. And... And...' Ginny couldn't finish her sentence. She gently broke into tears as she sobbed into her hands.
Mrs. Weasley left her spot by the sink and made her way over to her weeping daughter. 'Ginny. Ginny, hunny. I didn't mean to upset you. I only want what's best for you.'
'I know mum.' Ginny replied, crying against her mum's shoulder. Maybe her mother was right. With another baby on the way, maybe it was time to finally let go.
'We're here.' Maykala said, as the train come to a stop.
'Finally!' Aidan replied, getting up from his seat. Elizabeth, however, remained seated. She stared out the window.
'Izzy, you alright?' Maykala asked, as she kneeled next to her friend.
'Is that it?' Elizabeth asked, pointing at the magnificent castle, 'Is that Hogwarts?'
'Yeah, that's Hogwarts.' Maykala replied.
'You girls coming or what?' Aidan asked from the doorway.
'Yeah, we're coming.' Elizabeth replied, smiling. She linked arms with Maykala and followed Aidan out the door. Elizabeth grabbed onto Aidan's wrist and tightened her link with Maykala's arm, so they wouldn't lose each other in the crowded corridor.
'This is riddiculus!' Maykala yelled over the loud chatter of the other students.
'No kidding.' Aidan yelled back.
'Move! Move! Out of the way!' Jordi yelled, pushing his way through everyone, clearing a path for himself and his friends.
'Stop running you mouth Devereaux! You ain't tough shit!' A third year Gryffindor boy said.
'You ain't either O'Riely!' Urgh! Move out of my way, retard!' he said to Elizabeth, as he shoved her right out of the way.
'Who the hell was that?' Maykala asked.
'Jordi. He's my cousin by marriage. He's Clay's brother's son. He's kind of an...'
'Asshole?' Maykala supplied.
'Yeah, pretty much.'
As the three of them stepped off the train, they found that the platform was even more packed than the train corridor.
'Where are we suppost to go?' Elizabeth asked.
'No idea.' Aidan replied, searching the platfom for any evedent place the first years were suppost to go.
'Firs' years! This way please!' they heard a voice call. They turned around to see an eight-foot man (if you could call him that) calling the first years over to him.
'Whoah! That's one big... guy!' Elizabeth said. She felt a pair of hands on her shoulders and a voice whispered into her ear, 'That's the Gamekeeper, Hagrid.'
She turned slightly to see that it was Noah. 'He's half- giant.' Noah explained.
'Well that explains it.' Maykala replied.
'He'll take you up to the castle.' Noah said.
'How?' Elizabeth asked.
'By boat. All the first years travel by boat up to Hogwarts.'
'How are you getting there then?' Noah pointed at a bunch of horseless carriages, 'Everyone else travels in those.'
'Noah! Come on man! Get a move on!' Jordi called out to him from one of the carriages.
Noah mumbled something under his breath and said, 'Well, I gotta go, but I'll see you at the feast.'
'Firs' years! Firs' years! Over here!' Hagrid called out.
'Yeah, I should get going too.' Elizabeth replied. She watched Noah head over to the carriage where all his friends gathered. Elizabeth then felt a searing pain run through her body as a strawberry blonde haired girl wrapped her arms around Noah's neck and whispered something into his ear. Jeliousy? No. Elizabeth thought. She had only known him a few hours, and not very well, mind you.
'Come on Izzy! We need to head to the boats!' Maykala said, grabbing her friend by the arm and pulling her through the crowd.
'Where did you two go?' Aidan asked, as the girls climbed into the boat he was already seated in.
'Izzy was chatting to her boyfriend.' Maykala teased, as she took a seat behind Aidan, who was sitting next to a boy that Maykala obviously knew, 'Flint. Long time, no see.' Maykala smirked.
The boy turned around and smirked as well, 'Malfoy. Sup?'
'Oh, nothing. Think you're headed to Slytherin?'
'Strong and proud. Just like my dad. What about you? Going to uphold the family name?'
'My family has been in Slytherin for centuries, so I think my mother would have a fit if I didn't end up in Slytherin.'
'Do you want to be in Slytherin, though?' Flint asked.
'Of course. Slytherin is the only house I want to be in. And I think I can safely say, that there is a guarenteed spot waiting there for me.'
Elizabeth turned to look at Maykala, 'You want to be in Slytherin?' She asked.
'Yeah, why?'
'I think I'm going to be in Gryffindor. I mean, all my family was in Gryffindor just like all your family was in Slytherin. So its only common sense I'll be in Gryffindor too.' Elizabeth replied.
'So will I. At least, we'll know each other.' Aidan replied, smiling.
'Yeah and besides, we can still be friends if we end up in different houses.' Maykala said.
'You're actually going to be friends with Gryffindor scum?' Flint asked.
'Shut the hell up... Damien.' Maykala snapped. Flint sneered and turned back around.
'That all the firs' years then?' Hagrid asked, after all the boats were filled, 'Alright- FORWARD!' And with a gentle motion, the dozen or so boats made their way towards the castle.
'So Mr. Devereaux, how is it that you and Miss Weasley met?' a reporter from the Daily Prophet asked.
'Well, we met when my formal school, Durmstrang atteneded Hogwarts for the Triwizard Tournament. We met briefly when I asked her to dance with meat the Yule Ball while her partner was off getting them something to drink. We re-met under unfortunate circumstances because of the war but with this re-meeting, we fell in love.' Clay replied, wrapping his arm around Ginny's waist.
'Weren't you with one, Harry Potter, at the time Miss Weasley?' another reporter asked.
Ginny turned her head towards Clay for a split second and then back towards the press, 'No. No, Mr. Potter and I have not been involved with each other. Ever.' Ginny replied. She shuttered at the lie that had just slipped through her teeth.
'Is this your daughter, Mr. Devereaux?' Rita Skeeter asked, pointing her quill to the little red headed girl half hiding behind Ginny.
'Yes, yes this is my daughter Elizabeth. Ginny and I conceived her right before the war ended. I then left to go fight some deatheaters and when I came back, she was gone. It was not long ago that I found her and Elizabeth. And now, we're ready to soon be married.'
As the reporters continued to ask questions all at once, Clay turned to Ginny and smiled,
'Ginny... Ginny... Ginny...'
'Ginny. Ginny! Wake up!'
Ginny felt a big pair of hands shake her body awake, 'Huh?' she said, slowly opening her eyes to the low lit lamp bedroom, 'Clay?'
'Yeah. I'm home.' Clay said, sitting down on the bed next to her.
'How was the tournament?' Ginny asked, pushing herself up on her elbows.
'Wouldn't know. I left early. Got Mason to fill in for me.'
'But why would you leave an important tournament?' Ginny asked.
'Well, uh, I got an owl from you mum before I left the hotel to head to the game. She told me about the news.' Clay replied, resting a hand on Ginny's flat stomach.
'Oh god, you can't be serious!' Ginny exclaimed, getting up off the bed and heading over the the bedroom "window" doors. She opened the doors up and stepped out onto the balcony.
'What's your problem?' Clay asked, joining her on the balcony.
'My problem? A few days ago, Clay, you were yelling and screaming at Elizabeth and choking the hell out of me. And now here you are, when you're suppost to be at your Quidditch tournament, being nice to me only because I'm carrying your child!' Ginny snapped, not taking her eyes off the scenary behind their house.
'Oh lighten up, would you.' Clay replied, standing next to Ginny and leaning forewards on the balcony.
'It also don't help that it was you I saw after waking up from a not too pleasent dream.' Ginny said, sighing.
'Oh, that's nice to know.' Clay remarked, sarcastically.
'You see! You don't even care!'
'Fine! What was your dream about, darling?'
'I had a dream about the first time we had an interview... as a couple.'
'Ah yes. I remember that day so well.' Clay replied, smirking.
'I can't believe I lied right through my teeth that day. It hurt me so much to do it.' Ginny said, allowing a lonely tear to slip gently down her face.
'But you did it.' Clay said, moving behind Ginny and allowing his hands to rest on her waist, 'In fact, you did so very well. I thought you were going to slip up and say something stupid. Like let something slip about the stupid Boy Wonder.' He slowly moved his hands from her waist, to her bare arms, running them slowly up and down them. Her hair stood on end and goosebumps covered her arms. She shivered. 'Do I scare you?' Clay whispered into her ear. He knew the answer, but he wanted to hear it fall from those lucious lips.
'You know you do.' was her reply. She hadn't always been scared of him. It was only after they moved in together, still unknown by the press, and that's when she began to see the real Clay Devereaux. And she honestly had to say, Draco Malfoy was a pussy cat compared to Clay. Draco's life consisted of empty threats and actions that led nowhere. Clay, on the other hand, was a hundred percent opposite. The threats he made were far from empty and his actions led to many hospital visits.
'Good.' Clay said, taking his hands off her and heading back inside.
'You know what I still don't get?' Ginny asked, before hightailing him, 'Why did you marry me?'
'What?' Clay asked, turning to face her.
'Why did you marry me? Of all people, me. A single mother. You took on the responsibilities of being Elizabeth's father. I want to know why.'
'Prominence.'
'Of what!'
'Of your family. As opponents of Voldemort. Plus, everyone was looking at me to settle down. What better than to lie and say I was involved with you and we had a child. It would look better on my part because you were already settled down and it would look like it was helping me in that way.'
'So you never found me attractive. You never thought anything could work between us?'
'Well Ginny. I do find you attractive, otherwise, I wouldn't be able to look at you when we have sex or fantazie about you when you're not around.'
That felt like a slap in the face to Ginny, 'It's nice to know you just think of me as a piece of ass!' Ginny huffed, climbing back into bed, throwing the covers over her body and laying her head against the pillows, 'That I am your constant career move.'
Clay got on the bed. Lying on the bed, he spooned his body around hers, 'But you arem howeverm the best career move I ever made. You and Elizabeth both.' Clay said, cupping her cloth-covered breasts with his hands. As he nuzzled her neck, Ginny aloud the remaining tears to fall down her cheeks.
'Firs' years! Follow me, please!' Hagrid said, getting out of the boat when they stopped along the banks. 'Firs' years! This way please!'
Elizabeth felt her stomach turn with delight. She wished that she could just run towards the castle, into the Great Hall and get all this anticapation out of her.
'Nervous?' Aidan asked, wrapping one arm across her shoulders.
'A little bit.' Elizabeth said, smiling, 'What about you?'
'I'm doing alright. I'm not going to be overconfident but I'm pretty sure I'll end up in Gryffindor.'
'I hope I end up there too.'
'Where is Harry?' Professor McGonagall asked, as the remaining older students filed into the Great Hall.
'In his rooms. I just came back from giving him a Sober-Up potion.' Slughorn replied, taking his seat at the staff table, next to McGonagall's seat.
'Sober-Up potion? He's drunk!'
'Well, technically, not so much anymore but... yes.' Slughorn chuckled.
'This is not a laughing matter Horce. The welcome feast is about to start and our new and so called "responsible" professor is trying to sober-up. I honestly will never understand why he choose today, of all days, to get drunk!' McGonagall said, taking her seat.
'Professor McGonagall!' Hagrid said, poking his head through the giant wooden doors of the Great Hall.
'Yes?' She called out.
'Are you read for the firs' years?'
'Yes bring them in.'
'Alright, I'm going to lead you firs' years in to the Great Hall. You'll walk up to the front of the hall, and then you'll be sorted into your houses. Hagrid said. He then pushed open the doors, and led the first years down a pathway through the house tables.
'It's alot bigger than I pictured.' Elizabeth said, looking around the magnificant dinning hall. She watched as the older students stared and whispered at them. She caught Jordi's ey and guessed that where he was sitting was obviously the Slytherin table. No shock there. But when she saw Noah sitting next to him, she nearly fell over.
'Oh my god.' She said, continuing to sare at Noah as she walked.
'What?' Maykala said from behind her.
'Noah's in Slytherin. There's no way he can be in Slytherin! He's way too nice.'
'What? Who's Noah?'
'The guy I was talking to on the platform.'
'Oh lover boy. Well aren't I lucky. When I get sorted into Slytherin, I'll get to be around him all the time.' Maykala joked and Elizabeth could hear the teasing in her voice.
'I'll just have to work extra hard then to get his attention.' Elizabeth teased, with a hint of seriousness.
'Welcome to Hogwarts.' Professor McGonagall said as they gathered around the stairs leading up to a stool with a newer looking had placed on it, 'Now when I call you name, you will come forward, I will place the sorting hat on you head and then you will be sorted into your houses. Diana Arthur!' A middle height tanned brunette slowly walked up the stairs and quickly sat down on the stool. The girl jumped slightly when McGonagall put the hat on her head and it began to speak to her.
'Ah, this one has brains, and much of them...'
'I thought the sorting hat sang before it sorted people.' a blonde haired, scrawny body asked.
'Well durning the second war, the old sorting hat was marked as a...a hor...her...' Maykala said, trying to find the word.
'Horcrux.' Elizabeth said, not taking her eyes off the girl being sorted.
'I know the perfect place to put you... RAVENCLAW!' the sorting hat yelled and the Great Hall burst into applause, especailly the students at the Ravenclaw table.
'Yes, thanks Izzy.' Maykayla said.
'Marco Crawford.' McGonagall called.
'Anyways, like I was saying, durning the second war, the old sorting hat was marked as a horcrux, so it needed to be destroyed.'
'GRYFFINDOR!'
'So thats why they have a new hat. They were able to charm it to talk and sort students. But the charm to make it sing is a pretty complicated one so they had to forget about it.'
'Elizabeth Weasley-Devereaux.' Elizabeth didn't even register that her name was called.
'Izzy, she called you.' Aidan whispered.
'Elizabeth Weasley Devereaux!' McGonagall repeated.
'Izzy, go.' Maykala said, pushing her lightly.
Elizabeth made her way up the stairs. It was her turn. Her father had done this. Her mother had done this. And now, it was finally her turn. She sat down fully on the stool and looked at the older professor. She smiled slightly, and placed the hat on Elizabeth's head.
'Ahh, I know all about you. I can see all your worried in your head. You want to be in Gryffindor just like you mum.. and your dad.'
Elizabeth looked nervously over at Aidan and Maykala, who smiled at her and gave her the thumbs up.
'But I don't think you are quite brave enough for this house.' the sorting hat said.
'No, please. This is the house I want to be in.' Elizabeth whispered her plea.
'It's not about want. It's about belonging. It's about fitting the qualities of Godric Gryffindor. You parents posessed those qualities and then some. You on the other hand, do not.'
'But I could, I could posess them. Just, give me a chance, please.'
'GRYFFINDOR!'
Elizabeth grinned and quickly hopped off the stool. She gave a quick smile at her friends before she went to sit down at her table.
'Welcome to Gryffindor.' a few people said, shaking her hand as she sat down.
'Thank you.' She replied.
She watched as twenty other kids got sorted before "Maykala Malfoy" was called. She watched her friend take a seat on the stool like she had done. The hat barely touched her head before it yelled out SLYTHERIN! Maykala looked over at Elizabeth. She winked at her, then made her way over to her house table. She watched her sit down next to the boy named Damien Flint, then turned her attention back to the rest of the sorting. Another twenty kids were sorted until the last student "Aidan Wood" was left. He sat down on the stool and alllowed the hat to be placed on his head.
'Bravery flows through these vains I'm sure. So better make it... GRYFFINDOR!'
'Welcome to Gryffindor.' Elizabeth said, holding her hand out to Aidan, jokingly, as he sat down at the table.
'Thanks.' Aidan said, grinning and shook her hand.
They heard a loud laugh and turned to look at the Slytherin table, where Maykala was holding onto Flint to keep herself from falling over with laughter.
'Already enjoying her, eh.' Aidan said, with a hint of... Elizabeth couldn't tell what was in his voice but it wasn't anything "good".
'Yeah, looks and sounds like it.' Elizabeth replied, smiling.
The clinging of a glass sent silence throughout the Great Hall. Professor McGonagall had reutrned to her place at the staff table.
'Let the fest begin.' She said, as food appeared on their plates.
