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Chapter 9: 5th of May 2004

The next day, even though it was Sunday, William still headed for his office and immediately, he went to the archives room and searched for the 2004 and 2005 newspapers. Then he found a whole stack of them and carried them to his desk.

William pushed everything on his desk aside and sat down. Quickly he searched through the newspaper for the article that featured his parents' trial.

Finally, he found it. But as he was looking at the 2005 newspaper first, he found the article about his parents' last day of their lives.

Farewell Potter and Mrs Weasley

Harry James Potter (24) and Hermione Jane Granger Weasley (25) were both hanged yesterday morning, 9th January, 2005 at the Azkaban Prison, under the charges of murder of Mr Ronald Weasley, Hermione's husband.

"I knew it, I knew it!" William muttered, he read on.

Besides that, they were charged for adultery, abortion and parenting an illegitimate child, whose current whereabouts were unknown.

"That would be me." whispered William quietly.

Harry Potter was the Boy Who Lived, the Chosen One and the hero of our nation. His love affair with Hermione Granger Weasley was a piece of shocking news to the wizarding world.

Although Potter claimed for a number of times before his death that Mrs Weasley was innocent and that he killed her husband by accident, the court didn't believe him. Mrs Weasley were sentenced to death as well because the court was convinced that since she is capable to have adultery, abortion and plots the murder with Potter, she might have helped out in the murder as well. For more details, see page 3.

William didn't want to read on anymore, he now knew that his father had killed Ronald Weasley and his mother…

Wait a minute. His mother had an abortion?

William put the 2005 newspapers aside and flipped through the 2004 newspapers. Then he found another article about his parents' trial.

Charges Increased For Mrs Weasley

Yesterday, it was concluded in the court that Hermione Jane Granger Weasley had not only committed murder and adultery, she had an abortion as well in May 2004. However, not much was said about the abortion as Mrs Weasley fainted in court after seeing a birth certificate that the Minister of Magic had shown her.

William tried to find a few articles about the abortion but there's no more. He cursed at the lack of details. He wanted to know more about the abortion, but the articles didn't say much.

Giving up, William searched the articles for one more thing: Julia. He scanned all the articles related to his parents, but there's no mention of Julia Potter.

Feeling tired, William put the newspaper back where he had found them. He then went back to his seat, leaned back on his chair and closed his eyes.


A little girl was drowning in a pool of red. She had raven black hair and chocolate brown eyes. William was standing right at the edge of the pool and seeing that the girl needed help, he reached out frantically for her, trying to hold her hand. But the girl was too far away from his reach.

"Hang on, I'm coming!" he yelled, preparing to jump into the pool.

But it was too late, the girl was too tired to keep herself afloat and she sank into the deep waters of the red pool…


William's eyes snapped open and he gasped. Sweat was breaking out on his forehead. Breathing heavily, he looked around the office. It was empty. Wiping the sweat off his forehead, William wondered who the girl in his dream was.

William stood up and looked out of the window. The sun had set and Diagon Alley was getting dark. Thinking that he should go home, William left.


As he walked on the street, William thought of the diary. Only the diary could tell him everything now.
After drinking a cup of coffee in one go, William sat on his sofa in the Front Room and picked up his father's diary. He was not going to put it down until he found out who Julia Potter was.

5th of May 2004

Diary,

I'm now on a ship and on my way to Ireland for the Quidditch match.

And don't worry, I have told Hermione about my departure last night. Since I couldn't see her at The Burrow, I went to Flourish and Blotts as much as I could, so that I could see her. But most of the time I didn't get a chance to because she wasn't working on the day I went to find her.

Yesterday was the last chance I got. It was late and it was raining, but I didn't care. I headed straight to Flourish and Blotts after my practice and I found her working alone in the shop.

Immediately, I went in and with her back facing me, she said the shop was closed. I remained in my place and she turned around. What a shock she got! She just stood there, staring at me as if I was a ghost.

"Hermione, it's me, Harry." I said.

Hermione's hands were at her sides and I took one of them. She wrapped her hand around mine and I pulled her into an embrace.

Then I kissed her, again and again. I missed her too much. She responded eagerly. Still kissing, we kneeled down and I pushed Hermione gently against the floor.

We made love, right there in Flourish and Blotts. Stacks of books were being knocked over during our lovemaking, but we didn't care. We were just too preoccupied with ourselves. Then when it was over, I lay next to Hermione and she leaned against me. We spent the time reading the story of Pyramus and Thisbe from one of Shakespeare's works, A Midsummer Night's Dream.

Then Hermione asked me how I found her there at the shop. I told her and I told her about my departure for Ireland.

She became upset. I couldn't blame her, we had just reunited and then I just left her for a match. I just wish that I could bring her along with me.

But Hermione had an idea. She said we could exchange letters and pretend that we are really speaking to each other, so that we won't feel lonely while we are apart.

Then an idea came into my head and I told Hermione that we could write letters to each other and pretend to plot murders for Ron! I kind of hate him right now, treating Hermione like that. Since I can't kill him for real, Hermione and I can kill him in our imagination. It's like a story, it won't hurt anyone.

Hermione agreed straightaway and we came up with all sorts of ideas, from serious to extremely ridiculous. Like poison, grounded up glass, poison chocolates (yeah right, like Ron would ever touch chocolates again after that incident in our sixth year!), and thousands of spiders in his bed!

God, we were going nuts. But we had a lot of fun, laughing over those stupid ideas we had. Then we fell asleep on the floor, with our clothes over us like blankets.


Today, Hermione and I woke up before dawn and since I needed to get on the ship at 8am, Hermione decided to see me off before she went back to The Burrow (she didn't have work today).

We went to my house and after I took my luggage, we went to the dock. Since Wood was nowhere in sight, I quickly took Hermione to a deserted area and kissed her as if I was leaving forever.

"Be sure to write, all right?" she whispered.

"I will." I said quietly, with my arms wrapped around her.

The ship blew its whistle loudly.

"You better go." said Hermione with her eyes closed.

I nodded and I went out to the dock, with Hermione behind me as if she didn't know me very well.

"Harry, over here!" yelled Wood, who was standing near the ramp that led to the gateway of the ship with the rest of the team. We went to him.

"Hello Hermione." he said quickly to Hermione and turned to me. "Got everything?"

I nodded.

"Then we should go."

I turned to Hermione. "Goodbye." I said, stretching out my hand.

Hermione shook it and gave me a quick hug. "Good luck at the match. You too, Wood."

Wood smiled slightly and practically dragged me to the gateway. Good thing too, otherwise I wouldn't be able to leave.

Hermione was looking at me longingly and I didn't take my eyes off her until Wood pulled me through the gateway.


I miss her, Diary. I can't wait until the match is over so that I can go back to England to reunite with her.

I'm going off, Wood wants to brief us about some Quidditch tactics he has come up with (uh oh).

Harry