Disclamier- I own none of JK's characters. I wish they were mine. However, any characters that aren't in HP belong to me.
Author's Note- Lots of reviews again! I love you guys all so much and I hope you all had a very Merry Christmas and A Happy New Year! Well Today I just got my G1some I'm super happy about that! lol. And I just got a job. Ionly will be workingabout two shifts a week so it will not interfere with my writing whatsoever!Personal Thanks;
Bandolera- lol. You are always my best reviewer. As to your question about Mrs. Weasley's 8 grandchildren, Bill has three, Charlie has two(one on the way), Fred has one, George and Ron have none and Ginny has one(with one on the way). So if you don't count Ginny's one one the way, because Ginny told her after Charlie left, Mrs. Weasley has 8 Grandchildren.
harrypotterchick4ever- Harry and Ginny will meet soon enough. I won't tell you how, but it will be an emotional time for them all. Things with the baby will be sorted out eventually.
Mister Bigbucks- Thanks and keep on reviewing!
Kyra2117- Aww thanks so much. I try to update as much as I can. Quite busy at the current time with exams in a month though.
GoSnOgGaTrEe- lol. Ahhh, your reviews kill me with laughter sometime. Everything will work out for the better. Not all at once, and not everything will turn out the way people want but it will be good. As for Harry being announced as the teacher, although Harry is going through some...ahem... problems at the current time, he is smart. He doesn't want anyone, except the other teachers to know who he is. So he will still look like himself except when he goes out in public or is around his students. His eye colour will be different, his hair will be shorter. Things like that. Hope you had a Merry Christmas and Continue to enjoy the story.
Chrissy- lol thanks. I know, I know, Ginny's pregnant and thats not a good thing because its Clays but everything will work out for the better.
mrs.jamsiepotter- lol I'm excited for this chapter too! lol. It will give some good interaction between Elizabeth and Harry.
Harry94Ginny- Highschool has been the best years of my life so far. lol XD. Anyways, glad you enjoyed the last chapter and keep those reviews coming.
James's Girl Forever- I feel sorry for Ginny as well. And of course I had to make Aidan in Gryffindor. Its fair to Izzy because at least she knows...one person in her house. lol.
For All Tid- Always nice to see new reviewers going the clan. lol. Yeah Harry drinks and he smokes...his life is uhh...messed up. And Yes Clay sucks ass! LOL.
Awakening from the Past
Chapter Six
'May I have your attentiong please.' Professor McGonagall said, 'First, I'd like to start off by welcoming you all back for a new year. As always, the rules of the school still apply and for the first years, please listen because I will only say this once. Students are to be in their common rooms by 9 o'clock every evening. Everyone needs to stay away from the Forebidden Forest. And there is to be no use of magic in the corridors. Now, onto some other news. We have two new Professors this year. Please welcome Professor Neville Longbottom, who will be teaching Herbology.'
The Great Hall applauded poliety as Neville stood up and shyly waved at the students.
'And our other Professor, who will be our new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, is unfortunately feeling a little under the weather..'
'He's drunk!' a Slytherin boy yelled.
'Or stoned or maybe both.' another Slytherin boy added.
'Or maybe he's so tired from all the sex he had last night!' Jordi joined in.
'The three of you! Detention after dinner!' McGonagall snapped.
'Oh shit.' The three of them moaned.
'As I was saying, our new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, Noah Weasnger, will be up and feeling better for classes tomorrow. Prefects, I'd now like to ask for you to take the first years up to your designated common rooms and along the way, give them a tour of the school. You are all dimissed except Mr. Tanner, Mr. Centeral and Mr. Devereaux. Goodnight to you all.'
'Well, that was an interesting first meal.' Aidan said, as him and Elizabeth got up from their seats to follow the Gryffindor prefects and the rest of the first year Gryffindors out of the Great Hall
'Yeah well leave it to Jordi and his friends to act like total immature jerks.' Elizabeth replied, not paying attention to what the prefects were saying.
'Yeah, guys are like that.' Aidan stated as they began to climb a bunch of stairs.
'Keep you eyes on the staircases, everyone, they like to change.' the female prefect stated.
'Even you can be like that?' Elizabeth teased.
'Well, no.. not to my knowledge. But there's a first time for everything, isn't there.' Aidan replied, winking.
'If we're going to be friends, I'd rather you not be like that.'
'Deal.'
'Listen up everyone.' the female prefect said, 'Everytime you want to get into the common room, you will need that password. You will need to pay close attention to the password because every so often, it gets changed so that no intruders from other houses can get it.'
'Haphschatt.' the male prefect said, causing the portrait of the Fat Lady to swing open and give them access to the common room, 'Follow us please.'
As everyone filed into the common room, "oohs" and "ahhs" could be heard as they examined the beautiful room.
'Welcome to the Gryffindor Common Room. Boys, your dorms are upstairs and down on the left. Same goes for the girls but on your right.' the female prefect said.
'What about our stuff?' Elizabeth asked.
'Your things have already been brought up. Now, if any of you ever need something, just ask us. My name is Matt and this is Athena. Have a good sleep everyone.' And with that, the first years were left to mingle with each other.
'So, did you want to go meet some people with me?' Aidan asked, turning to Elizabeth.
'Actually, I think I'm going to turn in for the night. But you can go off and talk with people.' Elizabeth replied, making her way towards the staircase that led to the dorms.
'Alright, well how about I meet you down here tomorrow morning at seven and we can head down to breakfast together.'
Elizabeth smiled sweetly. Her and Aidan had only been friends for a couple of hours and already he was being the best friend a girl could ever ask for. 'Sounds good. Well, goodnight.'
'Harry! Harry! Open this door at once!' Professor McGonagall yelled.
'Minerva, he is probably in bed.' Slughorn said, trying to calm the Headmisstress down.
'I severly doubt that Horace! POTTER!' McGonagall yelled again. She raised her fist to bang on the door again, but it swung open first.
Harry Potter stood in the doorway, still looking slightly hungover. To keep from being recognized over the years, Harry had been keeping his hair shorter than it was from his days at Hogwarts. Everyday, he also performed three charms on himself. The first was a twelve hour eye colour changing spell, to change his gorgeous emerald green orbs into plain, lifeless dark brown ones. The second one was another twelve hour charm to make him be able to see without his glasses and the last charm was one that lasted for twenty-four hours and its purpose was to take away his blasted lightening bolt shaped scar.
'Honestly Professor, there's no reason to yell and scream.' Harry said weakly, as he massaged his temples.
'Get in here, both of you.' Slughorn said, pushing both of them into Harry's rooms and shutting the door behind himslef.
'You may be an adult now Potter, but I will not take cheek from you, whatsoever!' McGonagall snapped.
'Well I'd appreciate it if you wouldn't yell my real name out in the middle of the corridor where anyone could walk by and bloody well hear you.' Harry replied, frustration could be heard in his voice.
'This isn't what we came down here for.' Slughorn interuppted.
'No, it isn't. We came down here to talk about your drinking habits.'
'Oh great.' Harry groaned.
'This little habit cannot continue if you want to keep your job. Now besides drinking, is there any other things you're into? Drugs perhaps?'
'Not that I have to tell you but occasionally I smoke-' Harry began.
'It is partically my business to know what's going on with you since I did hire you. You are one of my staff.'
'That may be true but I am an adult, as you have already pointed out. The way I live my life is my choice. If I want to get drunk and stoned, that's my choice.' Harry replied, sitting down in an armchair by the fireplace.
'Be that as it may, as a Professor, it is extremely stupid and irresponsible. If you choose to drink and get... stoned on the days you teach classes, or better yet, at anytime, whether it be on the weekday or the weekend, if you are caught by anyone, being under the influence of any substance, you will be out of a job before you can say Quidditch. Do I make myself clear!'
'Crystal.'
As Elizabeth opened the door to her dorm, she saw a frizzy redheaded girl come out of the bathroom. 'Oh hi. I'm Elizabeth. I'm going to be one of the girls sharing this dorm with you.' Elizabeth said, making her way over to the bed where all her stuff was.
'I'm Rubie-Sue.' the girl replied, 'Are you... are you that famous Quidditch player, Clay Devereaux's daughter?'
The madness has started. Elizabeth thought. '... Yeah. That's me.' Elizabeth huffed.
'Wow, you're so lucky.' Rubie-Sue said, sitting down on her own bed.
'And why is that?' Elizabeth asked, as she unpacked a pair of pj's from her trunk.
'He's such an amazing Quidditch player. You must be pretty good at Quidditch too if he's your dad.'
'Yeah.'
'And he's very dreamy and good looking.'
Elizabeth almost threw up at this comment. 'Are you kidding!' She asked, staring wide eyed at the girl.
'Not at all. I mean, I know it must be werid hearing someone talk about your dad like that. But, if he wasn't your dad, you'd probably think he was good looking too.' Rubie-Sue replied.
'Uh, I'm going to go into the bathroom and change into my pajamas now.' Elizabeth said, quickly disappering into the bathroom and shutting the door.
'Whoah. You look like you've had no sleep at all.' Aidan said, catching sight of Elizabeth making her way down the stairs into the common room the next morning.
'So in other words, I look like crap.' Elizabeth said, pushing her hair back out of her face.
'I guess that's one way of putting it.' Aidan replied, teasingly, 'But hey, you're the one who's saying it.' He replied quickly as she made a swat at his head.
As they made their way out of the common room, neither of them spoke. The only noise being made was the sound of shoes against the stone floor.
'See you at breakfast, Elizabeth.' Rubie-Sue said, smiling as she walked by her and Aidan with a couple of the other girls from her dorm.
'Girls from your dorm, I take it?' Aidan asked.
'Unfortunatly.' She replied, grimly.
'What's so bad about them? They mean?'
'No, they have a major obsession with Clay.'
'Clay? Your dad lets you call him by his first name!'
'Uh..yeah.'
'So go on about these girls.'
'They wouldn't stop giggling or sighing dreamingly or talking about what it would be like to be married to him or to... shag him. I mean imagine how you would feel if girls constantly talked about your "famous Quidditch dad" all the time around you.'
Aidan arched his eyebrows at this comment. Elizabeth blushed in embarassment. 'Right. Never mind that. Because you do know how it feels. But it must be normal for you. Hearing people, girls, talk about your father like that.'
'And its not for you?'
'Well no. Growing up, I wasn't allowed to hang out with any kids except people in my family or close to my family. Most of them were adults. The only one close to my age is Jordi.'
'That sucks.' Aidan replied as they entered the Great Hall.
'Tell me about it.' Elizabeth replied.
'But your mum must have a cool family.'
'Huh?'
'You're related to the Chudley Cannons Keeper, Ron Weasley, aren't you?'
Elizabeth smiled, 'Yeah. He's my uncle.'
'Lucky! He's amazing! And isn't you aunt Hermione Granger? Like the smartest Unspeakable there's ever been?'
Elizabeth smiled again, 'Yeah. She's married to my Uncle Ron.'
'Plus one of your other uncles is a famous cursebreaker, his wife's a veela, another one of your uncles is a famous dragon tamer and your twin uncles own over fifty joke shops all over the world.' Aidan stated as they sat down at their house table.
'What have you been doing? Researching my family?' Elizabeth asked, in a teasing manner. But everything he said was true. According to her mother, ever since the end of the second war, her family had become quite "Famous" sort of speak.
'Here are your schedules.' Professor McGonnagall said, as she placed a piece of parchment beside both of their plates.
'Let's see what we have here.' Elizabeth said, taking a sip of her pumpkin juice as she looked over her schedule, 'Double potions with Slytherins, Charms and Transfiguration with Ravenclaws.'
'When do we have Professor "too much sex" 's class?' Aidan asked, biting into his toast.
Elizabeth laughed, causing her to nearly choke on her pumpkin juice, 'Not till Friday. And even then its a double class again with the Slytherins.'
'Ah its not that bad. Who knows, maybe the guy will be drunk and he'll give us a spare.' Aidan said, laughing
'So do you really believe that's what was wrong with him?' Elizabeth asked.
'Well I'm really not one to "feed the fire" of rumors, sort of speak, but who knows. I've never met the guy, so I can't really judge.'
'Hey you two.' came a voice from behind them. It was Maykala.
'Long time no see.' Aidan replied, smiling at her.
'Looks like I have double Potions with you guys this morning.' Maykala said, taking a seat between Aidan and Elizabeth, 'So what were you two talking about?'
'The Defense Agsinst the Dark Arts teacher.' Elizabeth said, downing the rest of her juice.
'Oh man. That guy is freaky. Hot but freaky.'
'Really?'
'Oh yeah. He's got really plain but nice brown eyes with a little hint of green and...'
'Actually I was referring to the part about him being freaky.' Elizabeth cut it.
'Oh. Yeah, he's pretty freaky. I think he really was drunk last night. Well he wasn't really drunk when I saw him but he was definately on a bad hangover.' Maykayla replied.
'Malfoy! Come on!' Damien Flint yelled from across the Great Hall.
'Coming! Listen, can you two save me a spot in Potions?'
'Yeah, no problem.' Elizabeth replied.
'Thanks.' Maykala said, giving both her friends hugs and then taking off to join her Slytherin gang.
Shit I have to go teach in fifteen minutes and I'm so not ready. Harry thought to himself as he rummaged through his dresser trying to find something to wear. Why did I even take this fucking job?
Because you need the money Potter! Now just calm down and find something to wear!
He pulled out of pair of navy blue silk boxers from the top drawer and went to put them on but a box fell out of them and onto the floor. 'What the?' Harry said, as he bent down to pick up the box. 'Oh god. I forgot that I put this in here.'
He slowly lifted the lid up and stared at the golden locket inside. It was heart shaped with the handwritten initials G.M.W ingraved on the front. He lifted the locket out of the box and opened it up. Inside there was a picture of him and Ginny, his arms were around her waist, they werelaughing together and waving up at him. There was also a folded up piece of parchment. He unfold it and his heart sank as he read what it said, To Ginny, whom I love above all others, for eternity - Harry. He had forgotten all about writing that. But now, it all came flooding back to him. He had planned on giving the locket to Ginny after the war but...
'Where's Ginny?' Harry Shouted, as he ran over towards his best friend, Hermione Granger.
'I dunno. I saw her go after you, after you left. Then I saw two healers bring her into one of the tents over there...'
Harry didn't allow her to finish. He quickly took off to the tents. 'Ginny?' he said, as he walked into one of the tents. And there, he saw his nightmare. Ginny was lying on a bed and a healer was next to her, tending to her wounds. 'Oh no.'
'Mr Potter, you can't be in here.' The healer said.
'Ginny. Oh god I did this. I did this to her.' Harry said, backing away from the healer.
'Potter?' the healer asked.
'Voldemort. I have to find Voldemort. Kill him. But Ginny... will she... is she...'
'She will live, but she might have some permanent scaring all over he body and there could be a chance that she would be paralyzed for life.
'No... I can't put her in anymore danger. Tell her when she wakes, that I'm gone.'
'Mr Potter, I can't possibly...'
Harry grabbed the front of the healer's robes and shook him with rage, 'This is a battlefield! She knows it can happen! Tell her I died! And that you've taken my body away! I can't let her get hurt anymore. She needs to have the best life possible offered to her, and she can't get that with me around!' Harry said as he exited the tent, 'I love you Ginny. But I won't let you get hurt again. Not for me.'
Harry slammed his right fist down against the top of his dresser. He had no one to blame but himself, for all this. It was his fault for everyone who got hurt or died in the war, it was his fault Ginny wasn't with him. But there was two things he could blame someone else for. He could blame Voldemort for his fake hand. He, after all, was the one who chopped off his left hand right before Harry killed him, leaving him with an artificialone in its place. The second thing he could blame on Voldemort was his obsessive drinking and smoking. If it wasn't for Voldemort, his life wouldn't be so screwed up and he wouldn't have the need to drink and smoke his problems away. Sometimes he wished he could have lived his life somewhat differently. Wished he could change somethings. Not the part about him being a wizard, not any of the friends he had made over the years. Just the fact about wishing that he could have had a normal childhood.
'Welcome to your first Potions class. My name is Professor Slughorn and I will be your Potions Professor for the next seven years. Now, I'll say this once. I'm a reasonable man. In my class, I allow a fair amount of chatter to take place. I also like to have some reasonable amount of fun, but do not mistaken me for a pushover. Now before I start my lesson, I would like to take attendance. Victoria Banning.' Slughorn said.
'Here!'
'Well at least this teacher seems normal enough.' Maykala whispered, 'Which is good because he is one of my head of house.'
'One of them?' Aidan asked.
'Yeah, there's two of them.'
'Oh..'
'Well, looks can be decieving.' Elizabeth replied.
'Naw, when it comes to Slytherins, what you see is what you get.' Aidan said, smirking at Maykala.
'Don't judge before you get to know, my dear Aidan.' Maykala replied.
'Elizabeth... Weasley-Devereaux.' Slughorn called.
'Oh here!' Elizabeth replied.
Slughorn grinned and walked over to the table Elizabeth was sitting at with Aidan and Maykala. 'I taught your mother, your uncle and your aunt. They were excellent students of mineand now they'reall doing great for themselves. I hope to see some of their talents come out in you.'
'Uh, thanks Professor.' Elizabeth said smiling weakly.
'Damien Flint.'
'Great, now he's going to except me to be some kind of genius.' Elizabeth whispered to Maykala.
'Imagine if he knew your dad was Harry Potter. He'd probably make you take advanced potions so you could be a Potions Master by the end of your first year.' Maykala whispered back.
'Problem ladies?' Slughorn asked.
'No sir.' They both replied.
'Maykala Malfoy.'
'That's me.' Maykala replied.
Slughorn narrowed his eyes at her, 'I taught your parents as well. Airika McEwan.'
'That didn't seem like a good thing.' Aidan said.
'Riely Nott.'
'Yeah well, they may be my parents but my dad was a prick and my mum is a bitch.'
'Miss Malfoy, I will not tolerate that sort of language in my classroom.' Slughorn stated then muttered, 'Even if it is true. Logan Puecy.'
As Slughorn finished off his class attendence of twenty with Aidan, he began to write the lesson for the day on the board. 'You will need to copy this not down. Then read pages 1-15 in your textbooks and answer the questions that follow the reading. You will have the rest of your class time to finish and if for some reason you don't, it will be homework. You may all begin.'
'Harry James Potter was a wondeful person, a brillant wizard, an amazing friend and the love of my life. He was like an addition to our family and a wonderful one at that. He was always so kind and generous, always putting the needs of others before his own. Harry became my childhood crush when I was ten, when I watched him ask my mum for help to get onto Platform nine and three quarters. I became extremly happy when I found out my older brother, Ron, had become friends with Harry. When I came for my first year at Hogwarts, I was saved by Harry from Tom Riddle who tried to use my feelings, memories and emotions to bring his memory to life and ever since then, there had always been a bond between Harry and I. But until my fifth year, he had only seen me as Ron's little sister. Durning my fifth year, after a match against Slytherin to determine who won the Quidditch Cup, Harry kissed me and that was when my childhood crush turned into something more. That kiss sparked my love for Harry. After that night, we dated for a limited amount of time until after the death... of Professor Dumbeldore. These were his exact words to me that day of Professor Dumbledore's funeral,'
"Ginny listen. I can't be involved with you any more. We've got to stop seeing each other. We can't be together."
I then responded by asking him if it was for some stupid, noble reason. He then said, "It's been like something out of someone else's life, these last few weeks with you. But I can't... we can't... I've got things to do alone now. Voldemort uses people his enemies are close to. He's already used you as bait once, and that was just because you're my best friend's sister. Think how much danger you'll be in if we kept this up. He'll know, he'll find out. He'll try and get to me through you. How do you think I'd feel if this was your funeral... and it was my fault..."
'But now the tables have turned. Here I am at his funeral, and I can't help but feel guilt. But may we all remember Harry James Potter as the brave wizard he was and the ultimate savior of our world.'
'Ginny. Ginny wake up.' Ginny lifted her head off a stack of papers on her desk to see Hermione standing next to her desk. 'Have a good sleep?' She asked.
'No. I dreamed about Harry's funeral.' Ginny replied grimly.
'Oh.'
'I just don't understand Mione. Harry's death was a wound that was suppost to heal with time but its only gotten worse.'
Hermione took a seat next to Ginny. 'Maybe you're trying not to let it heal because you're afraid that letting it heal will mean you might start to forget about him.'
'That's not true.' Ginny said, getting all defenseful. Hermione raised her eyebrows at her. 'Okay, maybe it is true but he was my first and, I'm starting to feel, my only love. What if someone told you to stop thinking about Ron?'
'Gin! That is totally different! Ron is still here! And I know Ginny, its hard, but even so. You need to give your heart a much needed rest...'
'Hermione I'm pregnant!' Hermione just stared at her blankly for awhile. Well, she wasn't expecting to get an answer back like that, 'That's why I wanted us to have lunch today. So I could tell you.'
'Oh Ginny, that's great!' Hermione said, smiling and hugging her friend.
'Not, its not!'
'It's not?'
Ginny rolled her eyes. 'No! Hermione, this baby is nowhere near being a planned pregnancy and to make thinks worse, I'd be bringing the child into a loveless marriage. It's not fair to this baby.'
'Gin, don't freak out but it sounds like you're worried about bringing a child into your marriage with Clay because then you truly will have to start forgetting about Harry.'
'Don't, even start that Mione! I've already had this conversation with my mother and I don't feel like starting it with you.'
'Well your mother is right! You're starting a new family, Gin. And it isn't fair to the baby if your heart is still beating for the memory of a man who isn't your husband.'
'Holy shit! You're done already!' Maykala exclaimed as Elizabeth began to pack her books up.
'What? Oh yeah, this stuff is easy. I learned it all from my aunt when I was like eight.' Elizabeth replied, taking out a spare bit of parachment.
'Eight! Holy! Who's your aunt?'
'Hermione Granger-Wealsey.'
'Oh the mud... muggleborn, right?' Elizabeth turned away from her friend. 'Oh Izzy. I didn't mean to let that slip. It's just when you live in a house where your mother constantly uses that word, it tends to slip out.' Maykala said.
'It's alright. Don't worry about it.'
'You sure?'
'Yeah I'm sure.' Elizabeth turned her attention to the piece of parchment and started to write a letter to her mum.
Dear Mum, September 2
Hope everything is well at home. My time so far at Hogwarts has been good. I've me lots of people and I even have two new friends, Aidan Wood and Maykala Malfoy. They are both wonderful people. Aidan is in Gryffindor with me and his mum and dad are on the Puddlemere United team and Maykala is...well she's a Malfoy, so she's in Slytherin, but she's nothing like how you told me her dad was, or even her mum. I share a dorm with some... interesting girls. They have a crush on Clay. And even the word crush seems like an understatement to me. They spent more than half the night last night talking about how "cute" he is, how it would be to be married to him and the list goes on. Other than that, things are good. I just finished doing all my work in Double Potions for Professor Slughorn. I guess I can truly thank Aunt Mione for all those potion lessons she gave me when I was eight. And Professor Slughorn says he hopes that yours, Uncle Ron's and Aunt Mione's talents all come out in me. There's also this new Professor here and he's some kind of drunk, well apparently. Maykala says she saw him on a hangover last night. I don't know him yet, so I can't really judge him. I don't have his class till Friday but I'll write you and let you know how his class goes. Oh and your friend, Neville Longbottom also teaches here now too. He's the Herbology Professor. Anyways, say hello to everyone back home for me. And please write back soon.
Love you for eternity
IzzyBeeღ
