Author- I don't know if I can even call myself an author but here it goes.
Disclaimer!
I don't own anything, all of this is JK Rowling's. Also this is my first fic on this site so bare with me and my awful grammar and spelling. I am in no way shape or form a professional writer and this is just a hobby. I am also from America, so the only British words I know are from Harry Potter so bare with me. ANNNDD I'm awful at spelling and grammar so i apologize in advance. Also, as I said at the beginning, this fic is a combination of a bunch of head-canons and ideas that I've seen on Pinterest. So some of the points or conversations in the story are not original. I decided to put them all together. Anyway... here's chapter 6!
Chapter 6-
Harry POV~
Harry and ginny were the last to breakfast and were practically running to the fireplace with toast in their mouths. With staying in bed an extra ten minutes, and getting dressed taking longer, saying they were in a rush was an understatement. Apparently Harry and Ginny weren't enough of grown-ups to get dressed in the same room without being all over each other. Without the loud, yet polite bang on the door from Hermione, Mrs. Weasley might have walked in on half naked teens making out, to put it nicely.
"Ok, you know how to floo," Mr. Weasley was explaining as Harry and Ginny slid to a stop, Ginny almost dropping her bacon. Harry contained his laughter before he dropped his own toast hanging out of his mouth. "Just say, 'The ministry of magic' but make sure to add the 'magic' or you'll pop into a muggles office." Mr. Weasley sounded like he spoke from experience.
"But what if you went to the American ministry instead of the English? Or the French?" Hermione countered.
"Well, if you think of the American ministry you'll most likely to go there, I assume. But it might be too far. Say 'English" if you must. When you get there just go straight to my office."
"English ministry of magic!" And with that, Hermione was gone. Ron closely following her. After Harry and Ginny swallowed the last of their breakfast they went as well.
Floo Powder Power...Floo Powder Power
As Harry walked out of the fireplace, he turned and waited for Ginny. When she came out, her eyes widened and motioned to her face. It confused Harry, to Ginny's frustration. She walked over to him, stood on her toes, and picked a bit of toast off the side of his mouth. Harry smiled and pecked her on the lips in thanks. A smile in return, and as Harry turned around to half a dozen of flashing lights, he sighed and took Ginny's hand. Spotting Ron and Hermione trudging through the flock of reporters, Harry started to move only to get shoved back. Ginny stepped forward and cast a charm to put a repelling bubble around them and Harry could distantly see that Hermione did the same. All of the reporters were shoved back as the two walked forward.
"S'called personal bubble for a reason," Ginny said as she grabbed Harry's hand and they walked side by side towards the rest of the group.
"I love you," Harry said, leaning close to her ear.
"Yeah, I know." Ginny said arrogantly, earning a hearty laugh from Harry, who had a boyish grin on his face. "You should smile like that more often"
"Well then I should just stay by you forever," Harry said, not realizing what he said until he finished his sentence. Marriage. It wasn't a bad idea. He's thought about it a lot these past few days, waking up next to her everyday, having a cozy home and a family, but he didn't want to move too fast with Ginny.
"I'd like that very much," She said softly. Harry's grin only grew. Harry already had proposals running through his head, of course he wouldn't propose tomorrow, but he knew that Ginny and himself would be bound by vows and rings in the coming years. Harry stood straighter as he walked hand in hand with Ginny to the elevator where Ron and Hermione were standing.
"Oh, so glad you guys made it up here." Mr. Weasley said while trying his best to clean up his office. Harry noticed a bright yellow rubber duck sat atop a filing desk and smiled to himself.
"We didn't see you, Mr. Weasley?" Hermione said looking around the small office for, what Harry assumed, a fireplace.
"Oh, well I floo-ed right into the ministers office, to his demand," Mr. Weasley said proudly, "I had to get your forms and set up appointments for your tests."
"So, what I'm hearing is, you floo-ed right into the ministers office while we had to push through reporters that took countess photos of us that will be the headlines tomorrow." Ron spoke up, "'Harry Potter has new girlfriend who cold-heartily pushed away kind reporters', or 'The mighty trio turns into four?' or even 'Will there be marriages in the coming future?" Ron added using air quotes. Harry swore he heard Ginny mumble 'well they deserved it' which made Harry smile and squeeze her hand in reassurance.
"Well, I am sorry about that, I didn't know there would be reporters staked out waiting for you four." Mr. Weasley apologized, "At the time it seemed like a better option than getting congratulated and thanked a bunch on the way here."
"We understand Mr. Weasley, it's just we have seen first hand of these reporters can do, and how they twist our story." Hermione explained. And it was true, it wasn't just Harry in the god awful stories they made up.
"I am truly sorry about that," Mr. Weasley said before he jumped into the days activities, "Harry and Ron, part of Auror registration you need to register your patronus, and while you do that the girls will get their apparation tests done. And when you two boys are done, you'll go straight into the apparation tests."
"But, I'm not of age yet, I can't take my apparation test." Ginny said.
"Well, you'll be of age at the end of the summer and you'll need to appartate to the quittich pitch. The minister said it was alright, since technically you already completed your education. And they give you time to practice before the test and I'm sure Hermione can help you get it down." A nod came from Hermione.
Harry and Ron walked into a large room with three judges sitting at a long table along the wall. One of the judges was the minister who gave a smile and a nod to the two boys. The other two Harry did not know.
It was the minister who spoke first, "Hello boys, I hope you didn't get trampled by the reporters too much, they have been thrown out to put it nicely and that won't happen again, now on to this task. You will need to cast a full patronus, one, so we can document it as yours, and two, to fulfill one of the requirements for Auror training. My fellow judges here are Emma Brook, an Auror here, and Tod Hansen, the Auror instructor. Now then, Ron, you can go first." Ron straightened and walked forward taking out his wand.
He pointed at the wall with his wand outstretched, "Expecto Patronum!" And a bright, silver Jack Russel Terrier flowed out of his wand and trotted around him once before sitting down next to him, content that the room was safe. The dog's tail was wagging as it faded away.
"That was outstanding Ron," The minister chided, "Now, you Harry." Harry walked to the place Ron was standing as Ron went to stand by the door. Harry held out his hand and thought of when Ginny said she loved him, and thought the incantation. Harry was so caught up in his memory that he barely noticed the silver stag trot around the room and settle next to Harry.
"Bloody hell, he didn't even say it," The judge named Emma said, with an accent he couldn't place. Harry turned and looked towards three shocked faces, Harry opened his mouth to tell her he did say it but he couldn't remember if he did or didn't. Harry turned to Ron, who looked like he just realized something, Ron started walking swiftly towards Harry and pulled him close.
"Listen, mate, I'm not all smart with this stuff but, ya' know how Voldy's jacked up soul was taking up room in your soul," A nod from Harry, "Well, what if that was dampening your magical abilities and when Voldemort's soul was zapped away your soul and magic could grow and become mature instead of being locked up." Ron finished, and Harry had the same shocked face on his now. He had to go and tell the girls, and maybe visit Dumbledore.
He looked back at the judges, "Well, if that's all we have another test we need to get to, right Ron." Harry said looking at Ron. As he looked back at the judges he knew the minister came to the same conclusion as Ron and nodded for them to be on their way.
As Harry and Ron ran into the apparation room finding the girls sitting against the wall, no doubt finished and waiting for them. Panting Harry and Ron sat down in front of them and explained their theory.
"Why, that's wonderful Harry. It's very difficult to do a patronus charm without saying it aloud." Hermione said calmly, "but I do suggest we ask Dumbledore about it." Ron and Harry were bewildered on how calmly she was taking this, since the two were excited about their discovery.
"Harry Potter and Ron Weasley, you're up" Said a woman in the corner. Harry and Ron rushed over to the lines and apparated easily through the hoops, and rushed back the the girls. Harry looked to Ginny for her opinion and just shrugged.
"If you defeated Voldemort before this, I feel bad for the missing Death Eaters." Ginny said with an expression Harry could only describe as mock pity. Harry smiled like the childish teenager he should be, which made Ginny smile back.
Hermione cleared her throat, bringing the two love birds back to reality, "Let's go back and tell Mr. Weasley we are going back to the burrow." The four stood up and made their way back to the small office. Since Ron and Harry ran all the way to the apparation testing room, no one could stop them to say 'congratulations' or 'thank you' but now that they were walking they couldn't get very far. Harry turned to Ron who noticed the same thing.
"Hey, Gin, I bet I could beat you back to dad's office," Ron said, prompting challenge. Even Harry knew the spark that leapt into Ginny's brown eyes.
"Your on," She said.
"You guys, you know I can't run." Wined Hermione.
"Here get on my back," Harry offered turning his back to Hermione. Harry caught Ginny's eyes, but not a single ounce of jealousy lay there. Hermione and Harry were like siblings, always have been and always will be. Hermione was Harry's nagging, wise older sister and Harry was her kind, annoying younger brother. Literally, she can't go one argument without reminding him that she's older. She always was right and had argument after argument set up to prove him wrong. Harry could bet that she could outsmart Merlin if she needed to. And as Hermione got on Harry's back he realized how lucky he was to have such good friends that would race through the ministry of magic with him.
"Now are you sure you want to race me Gin," Ron said fake yawning.
"On the count of three," Ginny said bending down, ready to take off.
"You know, I've been on the run this last year, so I would say you're at a disadvantage."
"One..."
"Plus I'm taller, longer strides, you know."
"Two..." Ginny was gritting her teeth together. Harry's eyes went wide, and took off to get a head start. He knew what was coming, but obviously Ron didn't. She was about to channel all her fiery, red hot anger into this race, and all Ron was doing was fueling her.
"Fine, fine, but if you lo-"
"THREE!" And she took off. Harry knew she could run but, she was a blur. She caught up to Harry and Hermione in seconds and was dodging all the held out hands and ignoring the shouts to stop running. Harry was smiling as he sprinted after her.
Ok, so there's chapter 6...ALSO! PLEASE READ THIS! If you didn't get the floo powder power joke you need to go onto YouTube and search up 'A very potter musical' or 'AVPM' and click on the playlist thing that has around 23 parts (The scenes) It is a hilarious parody musical put on by a bunch of college kids. It is so funny and I'll probably make references. I'm just suggesting it. Speaking of suggestions, I would encourage you to suggest things that you want to happen, and please review but don't be super hateful. I'm trying to keep the characters like the original ones and need people to tell me if I'm doing alright or messing it up. Until next time...