AN - Here we go again, at precisley 1:02 am in the morning, it's raining, and well, I had an urge to write again. Enjoy it, I dare you.
Oh. And also, I CAN'T DO FLUFF, KISSES OR ANY OF THAT. PLEASE FORGIVE THE CRINGY ROMANCE!!!! Also, cuddle. Not hug.
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GINNY POV
I can't believe what Harry just did. I vaguely register the crowd that gathered just in time to see the spectacle.
I have mixed feelings. Did he really deserve death?
He was ready to kill me, I saw it, I saw the incantation on his lips, I saw the unique hand movement, I saw the determined face turn to blank after he got his...comeuppance.
Yes. He got his comeuppance.
I'm no Bellatrix. But I don't think this Human peice of garbage should of been on this planet anymore. I guess Harry was just cutting to the chase. I understand that.
Apparently, so did the crowd. Andromeda was amongst them.
I watched her come up to Harry. She looked...contented...?
She whispered something to Harry, and Harry nodded.
Andromeda inhaled sharply. Then announced to the room at large, "I suppose you're all in shock, at what just happened. I suppose...some of you...don't agree with what happened. Can I just justify Harry's actions, before you walk off and judge him, hmm?"
There was a general hum of assent around the room. Andromeda continued, "Rodolphus Lestrange was a terrible, terrible man. He was known for countless, pointless Muggle killings in the First War. And tonight, he killed one of the most important people in my life. Nymphodora. My sister."
You could tell the room was shaken from what Andromeda had said. She patted Harry on the back, and promptly left.
One by one, all the people in the room came up to Harry and said sorry for the quick judgement.
The room was empty now. Apart from Harry. He looked at me, then quickly realised I was immobile. He croaked the counter charm with difficulty.
I walk towards him. I really don't know what to say. So I give him a cuddle. He is tense at first, then he relaxes and says, "That was instinct, you know. To protect you."
I'm speechless. I look into his eyes. I see sadness and loss there. I have a sudden desire to fix that. I lean into him, closing the gap.
I kiss him softly, but sweetly. He stares at me. "Y - you want me back?" He incredolously carries on, " After all I've done to hurt you? Everyone? By not handing myself to Voldemort quickly enough, your brother and countless others died. Thise deaths could of been prevented. Also, I just killed a man in front of you, and yet you still...want me back?"
He really thinks that? Oh my God. He must be a trainwreck inside. "Harry Potter. You are seeing the negative side too much. What have you done to benefit the school?"
"I - I, well, um..." He looks slightly gulity.
"Exactly," I smile. "You're a hero."
He looks worried again though. "What's wrong Harry?"
"What about your family? Will they accept me back?"
I swallow. I know they will, on the inside. But I know Harry will make it awkward. He'll just blame himself.
"You know what?"
"What?"
"Lets worry about that another day."
I kiss him again, more passionatly.
This will work out someday.
But not now.
Because it was just her and Harry at the moment.
And she liked it like that.
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In the Hospital Wing, Hedwig smiled to herself.
Her plan had worked after all.
She really was a smart owl. Heh.