-1Chapter 5
Two months later…
"There's an attack! There's an attack!" Tonks' voice rang through the quiet halls of #12 Grimmauld Place.
"What's happening? What's going on?" questioned Hermione as she, Ron, and Harry came bounding downstairs.
The Trio had just recently returned from another successful Horcrux search that took them to a certain abandoned orphanage in London. Hermione had somehow discovered the existence of a silver hand mirror that had belonged to Rowena Ravenclaw that she'd treasured very dearly. Hermione then deduced that Voldemort must had somehow found out about the mirror. She found a Daily Prophet article dating back to some 40 years ago that stated that the final heir of Ravenclaw had died of what appeared to be an accident in the kitchen involving a backfiring spell and some rather sharp cutting knifes. It also said that the owner's most prized possession and ancient family heirloom had gone missing; a silver hand mirror. With this information the Trio set off to the old orphanage and destroyed the ancient mirror just like Hufflepuff's cup before it.
"There's an attack at Diagon Alley! Remus, Moody, and Minerva are already there! They need help!"
"Let's go!" said Harry,as they all Apparated.
Just as Harry appeared, a jet of red light sped past his right ear and shattered the glass window of the Quidditch supply shop behind him.
"That was close, mate!" said Ron, as little crystals of glass rained down upon them.
"A little too close!" replied Harry, relieved the jet hadn't struck him or he might've been the thing that shattered the glass window instead.
Harry looked around him at the chaos taking place. The Death Eaters were greatly outnumbering the Order as they began dropping like flies. Spells and curses were flying in all directions. The battle did not look good for the Order.
Suddenly, a jet of blue light flashed by Harry's head as he turned around to face none other than his godfather's murderer. Bellatrix Lestrange laughed and called out to him, "So, Potter, how'syour little Weasley girlfriend?"
"You, bitch!" Harry screamed as he sent a hex at her, but she blocked it easily.
"You're going to have to try harder than that, Potter!" she yelled, as she sent a Cruciatus Curse at him. Thankfully, Harry dodged it, as Bellatrix yelled to him again, "You know, Potter, she's still alive!" she paused, as she blocked another one of Harry's hexes, "And what's even better, Potter, is she's knocked up!" she laughed, as Harry stopped and stared dumbstruck at her.
"You're lying!" he screamed, thinking it was just a plan to throw him off guard.
"Think what you want, Potter!" she laughed again, just as another Death Eater suddenly Apparated next to her.
"Bella, you're on dungeon duty!" he said, smiling cruelly.
"What? Shit! Fine. I guess we'll have to continue this little duel another time, Potter!" just as she Apparated, Harry dove forward and grabbed onto her robes.
If Ginny was still alive she'd be in the dungeons, right?
Ginny Weasley sat staring into space as she'd mainly been doing for the last two months. Every once in a while she'd write letters that'd never be delivered to Harry and her family to pass the time. She'd also grown accustomed to talking to the child that was beginning to form within her. She knew it probably wouldn't help much, but she wanted to make sure this child didn't grow up like anyone of its possible fathers: a psychopath.
Suddenly, there was a slight pop and she realized the new Death Eater that was on duty was here, but then she heard a yell.
"You little bastard!" Ginny immediately recognized the voice as Bellatrix Lestrange. Who the hell was she yelling at, though? Before her question could be answered, there was a flash of white light and the sound of something hitting the floor.
"Ginny? Ginny, are you here?" someone very familiar called out. Ginny slowly arose from her bed and wondered to herself if she was dreaming or not. Did she really just hear Harry's voice or was she finally losing her mind?
"Ginny, answer me! Please, Ginny!" Harry's voice called again.
"Harry?" she called questioningly, not sure if she was really hearing anything at all or this was just some sick joke her mind was playing on her.
"Ginny!" cried Harry, as he sprinted down the hall and came to a halt in front of the end cell, "Bombarda!" he cried and the bars blew to pieces. He ran forward and swept her into his loving embrace.
"I thought I'd never see you again! I thought you were gone forever!" he said.
"I knew you'd come and rescue, Harry, I just knew you would!" she cried, tears streaming down her cheeks. They stood just hugging for what seemed like eternity, like time had stopped and it was just them, but then Harry realized something.
"Ginny, we have to get out of here! Bellatrix could wake up any minute now!"
"But how, Harry! We can't Apparate, you can only Apparate in not out. I've been watching the Death Eaters, they always use some kind of Portkey or something."
"Well, that's what we'll do then!" he stated, as he grabbed a quill off the old rickety table in the middle of the cell.
"You know how to make a Portkey?" she asked.
"Of course I do. Being friends with Hermione has that kind of advantage." he answered, smiling. He muttered a spell and held out the quill. She grabbed it without hesitation.
"Don't worry, Ginny, you're going home!" And with that they disappeared to #12 Grimmauld Place.
The End
AN: Wow my first stories done! now what to do? What else but write a sequel! Yay! You it ladies and gents there will be a sequel no matter what because this little mind has been brainstorming one for the last few weeks! There's nothing else to do when you're grounded from the computer for two weeks! And believe me there is a lot of open ended stuff like: How willHarry react to Ginny being pregnant? Who's Ginny's babie's father? Will the baby grow up to be a psycopath? And what is the meaning of the dream in the first chapter? All these questions will be answered in Life is So Unfair: II! This story will be posted at a FanFiction near you!
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