Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns Harry Potter. I only own myself. How sad is that?
Hi, sorry for the before-the-story Author's Note, but I recently got a guest review that I would like to address. They noted that the events are not connected. It is true that I have yet to connect the events. I have a plan, but I need to write it out. They will start to connect towards the middle of the chapter. Thank you for reviewing.
Ginny sat awake panting, registering that someone was screaming again and again and again, only realizing seconds after that it was herself. Tears streamed down her face and her heart was pounding. The sheets were rumpled and pillows laid discarded on the floor. Harry and James came running into the room. Harry looked devastated and heartbroken, while James just crawled up onto the bed and hugged Ginny until she had calmed down enough to speak.
"Mummy's okay now.." Ginny whispered, even though she wasn't. James crawled underneath the covers and cuddled into her. He sighed sleepily and soon, he was asleep. Ginny turned away from Harry and closed her eyes. She heard padding across the room and the door slowly creaked shut. Ginny almost wished that Harry would have stayed, but she fell asleep before she could dwell on it anymore.
Bright light filtered into the room, and Harry shifted uncomfortably. He awoke suddenly. Squinting his eyes, he padded across the room to the kitchen and poured some water in the kettle. He grabbed some bread from his bread basket and toasted and buttered it. He might have appeared as a dad cooking breakfast, but really, Harry was deep in thought. Finally, he finished cooking and preparing everything. Humming, he gathered the coffee, apple juice, toast, and fruit to bring Ginny and James breakfast in bed. He stopped in his tracks when he saw what was going on in the room. James - who had been fussing a minute earlier - was now happily attached to Ginny's nipple. Harry could only see Ginny's bareback. He felt himself grow hard for the third time that week and quickly set down the tray and ran to the black haired wizard was worried he might groan. After satisfying his needs, Harry walked back into the bedroom and looked at Ginny. She could not look him in the eye and (thankfully) was wearing a pajama shirt. She grimaced. James was crawling around the bed, apparently full.
"So, er… I was thinking that we could take James to a Muggle Park down the street." Harry thought quickly, hoping to break the tension.
"No." Ginny told him immediately and picked up a squirming James. She turned away.
"Yeah, James and I are going to leave soon. Probably find another flat." She picked up her suitcase. Harry was more angry than shocked. He knew she was going to do this.
"No! No - I am not going to let you out of my sight again. No" - Ginny grimaced at Harry, but Harry was beyond caring - "I am not letting my son and my lo-" Harry blushed and Ginny raised her eyebrows. "My son leave me again." Ginny turned away, missing the tears in Harry's eyes. The desperation pooling in them.
"You weren't there." Ginny whispered.
"I WASN'T BLOODY THERE BECAUSE YOU LEFT! I had no idea that I had a fu- freaking child!" Harry roared and James squirmed, uncomfortable with all of the yelling.
"Yeah, but did you look? Probably not." Ginny let James down who ran onto the bed and wiggled under the covers.
"I BLOODY HELL DID LOOK! EVERY NIGHT EVERY DAY! I LOVED YOU - " Ginny gasped, comprehending what Harry said. Harry didn't realize it and turned away. He sat down on the bed and put his head in his hands.
"We can figure something out." Ginny whispered. And the spark inside Harry rekindled. He looked up hopefully.
"But I am staying here with James." Ginny told him, and turned away to grab James, but he was gone.
Ginny viciously whipped her head around, and widened her eyes. James was on Harry's knee which was bouncing him. James was playing with Harry's scruff of a beard and giggling.
"Park! Park Daddy! Mummy!" James grinned at the sight of his mother and Ginny found it hard to not smile too. Ginny sighed, knowing it was a lost battle. Harry laughed and scooped James up. To the park they went.
"Swing, swing!" James screamed happily once they reached the park. He scrambled on top of the swing with Harry's help and Harry pushed him happily. Soon James was soaring through the air happily. Harry had the biggest smile on his face, knowing that his son would love Quidditch. Ginny noticed this and could not suppress a chuckle. But soon, Harry's smile faded.
"Ginny?" Harry asked.
"Mhm."
"Ginny, who cursed James?" Harry questioned her tentatively.
"I don't know, Harry. I think about it every day. I just don't know why he would do that to him." Ginny looked up at Harry with tear-filled eyes.
"Ginny, isn't it - er… strange that there was a fire while James was in the hospital. And the whole Parvati deal. I have a er… feeling that something sinister is going on." Harry placed a silencing charm around them and continued pushing James.
"Harry. What if-" Ginny screamed suddenly and ran to James, stopping the swing and picking him up. Confused, Harry looked around the park. There were two moms and a toddler playing, a young boy about seven, and a tall man in a dark cloak speaking to a shorter woman.
"Harry, Harry, it's him." Ginny sobbed, and Harry was glad he placed a silencing charm around him. James curled into his mother and whimpered, sensing something was wrong. Harry suppressed the urge to punch the man until his face was nothing but a bloody pulp. But Ginny needed Harry. Harry turned and hugged her. Then, he grabbed his wand and sent a Patronus to the Ministry of Magic. He turned back to Ginny and waited while she cried into his shoulder and he smoothed down her soft, ginger hair.
"You and James go to the cafe down the street. They have a Floo network and you can connect to my apartment. It is Muggle on the outside, so ask the waitress with bright blue hair if it is supposed to rain today. That should do it." Harry told her, gripping her hard. Then, he placed a Disillusion Charm on them both and he sent them off. Harry watched them until he was sure that they had entered the cafe and then he turned. He walked purposely towards a tall tree by the picnic tables. He placed a Silencing Charm on it and turned around, looking at Peter Frank, Auror, straight in the eye.
"Frank." Harry nodded towards the Auror.
"Potter? What's the deal." Frank asked him curiously. Harry explained the scenario, desperation and worry pooling in his eyes. Frank nodded. "If this man truly used dark magic like that, we will need back up. Let's take a look at this…" They both turned around.
"... Man." He was… gone.
"What the bloody hell did you just tell me? That the man who as well as murdered James, is on the loose?" Ginny laughed sarcastically. James had just been put down for a nap after Ginny have him a sleeping potion.
"Er…" Harry started, unsure what to say. Ginny raged, throwing plates, dishes, and pictures, picking up one of Harry and his parents. When Ginny moved to through it, Harry whispered, "Petrificus Totalus." He plucked the picture out of her hands. He undid the charm. Ginny looked murderous, but her gaze softened when she realized he was crying. She settled for storming out of the flat. She was too angry and worried to care that James was alone in there with Harry. But both parents were too emotionally unstable.
Harry stared at the picture, barely registering Ginny walking out. He sighed and started repairing everything after placing the picture back on the counter. The raven haired wizard expected Ginny to act like this. Harry was too tired to face his feelings, but settled for ordering takeout for dinner (they skipped lunch) and walking to James' and Ginny's bedroom. He did the latter without thinking, finding his feet carrying him there. Harry looked at James, his arms and legs spread out like an eagle, making it nearly impossible to climb into bed with him. Yet as Harry curled into the small space he had, James moved and hugged his dad, whispering "Daddy", before snoring lightly again. Harry grinned and breathed in Ginny's flowering scent, because only that calmed him.
Ginny found herself at a Muggle bar down the street. She had had two shots already and was almost on her third. Downing another glass, Ginny wiped away her tears, wondering why she had them in the first place. Four drinks. Five. There was a drunken shout behind her. The bar was a dingy kind of place, shady and suspicious. Many wizards and witches went there, underneath their cloaks, hiding a Metamorphosis ability or an Invisibility Cloak. Anything could happen in this bar. It was the kind of bar you went to when you first turned twenty-one and it was the closest one to home and your friends were just begging you and you just had to go there. Ginny don't know why she came. In fact, Ginny was could not hold a lot of whiskey and had no idea where she was at all. Ginny got ready to leave, when the bartender slapped his hand over hers. Even though bartenders probably were not supposed to drink on the job, his breath smelled like beer and his eyes were bloodshot. His hands were large and beefy and sweaty. Very sweaty. He grinned, showing the frightened Ginny his yellow teeth. He extended his other hand and Ginny panicked. She had no money! She was so stupid. With only one hand and in her drunken state, Ginny could not cast any Memory Spell. Letting out a wail, the ginger witch tried to pry away his fingers, but it was useless. His nose wrinkled and he gripped her closer.
"I can think of some ways you can repay me." The bartender grins nastily at her chest. Ginny screamed, feeling very exposed and wishing she had stayed with Harry. Suddenly, the bartender let go of her like her hand was on fire. A man in a cheery blue suit sidled up to her. If she hadn't been so drunk, she might have noticed that he placed his wand back in his pocket.
"Hello Ginny." The man flashes a charming smile and Ginny does not notice that he - a man she has never met - knows her name. He really was quite handsome. He reminded her of Lockhart. His floppy blond hair hung just above his eyebrows. He winked at her with blue eyes that did not share the permanent smile on his face. He had high cheekbones and a brazen air around him. She grimaced. "Victor. The name is Victor." He flashed another winning smile. Victor offered his arm after handing the stunned bartender five Galleons. She took his arm somewhat reluctantly. Once they stepped out of the dingy bar, Ginny sighed. She felt as though her head was cleared - somewhat. Her brain was still kind of fuzzy. A wave of nausea crashed through her and she stumbled. Victor looked at her, concerned. He fished a potion out of his pocket, concerned, and handed it to her.
"Here, should clear you up a bit." Ginny gulped it down immediately. The nausea passed, though her brain still felt fuzzy, if not fuzzier. "I have a question. Would you like to go on a date with me tomorrow night? My place. Takeout and movie. See you then." He disapparated, leaving Ginny more confused than ever. She stumbled. Victor's potion seemed to have replaced her nausea with exhaustion and… fuzziness. Ginny could not remember anything. She did not notice the apparating pop or the men in dark cloaks coming closer… and closer… and closer. She fell. Black.
Harry awoke with a scream. James was tossing and turning and whimpering. Harry sat up, his chest heaving. Something was very, very wrong.
Hey! Sorry that I updated this chapter so late. I have school now and Cross Country and violin and no time! It's just so hard to find time to write. But I want to let you know that you readers are my priority. (: The next chapter should be out soon.
Before we end, I live in the United States (Not saying where - to all of you creeps). Anyways, imagine this. You have no home, you don't know where your familys, friends, neighbors are. You have no possessions. Hurricanes can truly wreck havoc. Hurricane Irma and Hurrican San Jose are going to sweep over the peninsula of Florida. And Texas has already faced Hurricane Harvey's wrath. Let's pray for these people and keep them in your mind. Life is very hard for them right now. Let's think about those people.
Finally - ending on a happy note - I am so happy with all of the reviews and readers I have. Thank you so much. You guys are my motivation. Sorry for the long author's note. The next chapter will be out soon, like I said before. In two to three days. Probably. I don't know. (: Oh and please review. Your reviews are super duper helpful.