Chapter 18
Months have passed by and Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny, were looking over various research. They were looking at the research Dumbledore gave Remus.
The research was a piece of parchment that updates whenever there is news of anything to do with the war. If you put the parchment on a specific table, the parchment will enlarge to be a holographic projection in front of you.
If you take the parchment off, the holographic projection disappears.
Today is October 31 and we all know what that means. It is Halloween and the day that Harry's parents were killed.
Harry hated this day the most.
Harry woke up suddenly and couldn't go back to sleep.
He looked at the clock and it read 6:00 AM.
Harry decided to go to Potter Mansion, to see how his parents lived.
But first and foremost, he was going to go to Godric's Hollow to his parents graves.
It was much too early to tell everyone where he was going, so he wrote them a note.
Dear Weasleys and Hermione,
I'm going to go to Godric's Hollow and Potter Mansion today, so if you can't find me at the Burrow, that's where I am. I don't want you to worry. I just need to be alone today. The Potter Mansion has various cloaking charms on it so you won't be able to find it. Please don't come find me. I'll be back at the Burrow tomorrow. The only person who can come and find me today would be Ginny. If she decides she wants to find me, she just has to look under her pillow. No offense to any of you, it's just that Ginny has spent as much time talking with my parents' pictures as I have, so she understands.
Sincerely,
Harry.
Harry shrunk the picture frames on the wall and took his box of pictures. He also packed his trunk full of stuff and went downstairs quietly.
He put the note on the kitchen table and apparated away to Godric's Hollow.
Godric's Hollow…..
Harry landed safely on the ground, feet first.
He shrunk his trunk (I know it rhymes) and put it in his pocket just as he does with his box of pictures.
He walked slowly to his parents graves.
He knelt down on them.
"Hey mum, hey dad. Today should be one of the most fun days of the year, but it's one of the worst. I can't believe you were killed. I mean I've been talking to you non-stop, well to your pictures at least. I would stay longer but, it hurts too much. I love you mum and dad. I'll talk to you soon"
Harry walked away from the graves, pounding his fist in his hand, in all sorts of emotions.
Then he apparated to Potter Mansion.
Harry landed in the living room.
It was the most beautiful living room he's ever seen.
Harry's parents haven't been there in 17 years but there was no trace of dust in it.
Someone must be cleaning it, or something. Harry thought to himself.
Harry was exploring the corridors when he heard a noise coming from a room across from where he was.
He walked into the room where the noise was coming from, and found the room to be the kitchen.
The noise came from a House Elf that looked like Dobby.
The little elf was startled when it saw a shadow come in. It screamed.
"Who—who are you?" the little elf asked Harry.
"Oh my, I'm Harry Potter. Who are you?"
"Harry Potter! Oh I'm so sorry Master Potter. We did not know you would be coming today. I be Abby, sir" the little elf said.
"Master Potter? You mean you were my parents' house elf?" Harry asked.
"Yes sir" Abby replied quietly.
"You said 'we' before. There are others of you here?" Harry was confused.
"Yes sir. Me and my brothers. 2 brothers, sir. I will call them for you, Master Potter" Abby answered.
With a snap of her fingers, two other little House Elves popped into the kitchen.
"Oh Master Potter!" the little elves screamed.
"I is Bobby and he be Nobby" Bobby said.
"It's nice to meet you all. So you 3 have been cleaning this house for 17 years?" Harry asked.
They all nodded.
"Ah. Well I will just be exploring and you can go back to what you were doing" Harry said walking out of the kitchen.
"Yes sir" the elves said in return.
Harry walked upstairs and found the master bedroom. It was huge.
It was of course red and gold. Gryffindor. Harry sat on the bed and looked around the room.
The bed was in the center of the room. To the left of it was a large dresser with 7 drawers in it. To the right of the bed was a bookcase with tons of books in it. To the left of that was a large mahogany desk with a pine wood chair.
There were numerous paintings on the walls. There was a picture of baby Harry right in front of the bed. He was smiling in the picture. It wasn't moving though.
In the bedroom there was a bathroom. It had red and gold tile on the floor and the walls.
There was a huge shower and bath combined.
Harry lay down on the bed and thought about the little House Elves, he now had.
They all look like Dobby.
Harry got up and called Dobby.
"Dobby!"
There was a long pause.
Then a loud pop and in came Dobby.
"Mr. Potter! Why have you called me?" Dobby asked.
"Hello to you too Dobby. I have called you here to ask you a question" Harry responded.
"A question? What is the question?" Dobby asked.
"Do you have any brothers or sisters?"
"Well Dobby did Mr. Potter. When Dobby was taken by Mr. Malfoy, my brothers and sister were taken with someone else. Dobby don't know what happened to them, sir"
"I think I might know where they are. What are their names?"
"Abby, Bobby, and Nobby, sir"
"Yes, I will take you to your brothers and sister"
"Mr. Potter knows where Dobby's brothers and sister are?"
"Yes Dobby. It turns out that my parents had your brothers and sister. Now I have them. I found them in the kitchen when I got here"
They made their way to the kitchen and found Abby in making breakfast.
"Abby?"
"Yes Master Potter?"
"I have someone you might want to see"
Harry pulled Dobby from behind him. Abby dropped her spoon she held in her hand.
"Dobby?"
"Abby?"
"Dobby, I will let you get acquainted with your sister and brothers. I will look around some more"
Harry left the kitchen without another word.
Meanwhile at the Burrow….
3 hours had past since Harry left and Mrs. Weasley was coming downstairs to make breakfast.
She saw a piece of parchment on the table. She looked at it and sighed. She knew exactly why Harry left for the day.
As she was making breakfast, all the rest of the Weasleys who lived at the Burrow and Hermione, came down for breakfast.
The rest of the Weasleys included: Mr. Weasley, Charlie, Fred, Geroge, Ron, and Ginny.
They all sat down at the table when they saw the parchment.
"Good morning" they all said.
"Good morning" Mrs. Weasley said back to them.
"Mum, what is that?" Ginny asked.
"Look at it yourself Ginny. You of all people should" that was all Mrs. Weasley said.
Ginny picked it up and read it.
"Thanks mum. I have no time for breakfast. I must go" Ginny said, hugging her mom.
"Bye dear. So I'll see you tomorrow most likely?" Ginny nodded. "Alright just don't do the unthinkable" Mrs. Weasley said.
"I won't mum, don't worry" Ginny said then went upstairs to her room.
"What are you both talking about?" Ron asked, picking up a piece of toast.
"Read what that parchment says, then try and figure it out. If not, then I'll tell you" Mrs. Weasley answered.
Everyone sitting at the table read the note. Everyone had expressions of understanding on their faces, except Ron, whose facial expression was of confusion.
"What does he mean by that?" Ron asked no one in particular.
"Ron, honestly I don't know how you could call yourself his best friend. Today is the anniversary of Harry's parents' murder" Hermione answered.
"But why only Ginny?" Ron asked again.
"We all know now that Ginny and Harry are soul mates, so of course she'd understand him better." Hermione answered once again.
"Still, we are supposed to spend more time with him than her. We need to go over what we have found in terms of the war" Ron said.
"I know Ginny has spent more time with Harry than we have but, Harry just wants to make sure she is always safe. Ginny has just as an equal part in this war as all of us do. Stop being so jealous of your sister. I know you are, don't deny it. Harry is not a very open person, but if he will open up to Ginny, then let him. At least that way we can know what Harry is thinking if he won't tell us first" Hermione responded.
"Hmph…." Ron mumbled into his toast.
Upstairs…..
Ginny took a shower, got dressed, packed some clothes, and looked under her pillow.
There was a note under her pillow.
The note read:
Ginny,
This means you have read my other note. This parchment will turn into a portkey. Hold on 5, 4, 3, 2, 1…
Ginny held on to her stuff and the note, she was spinning and spinning.
She landed in a living room.
Ginny shrunk her stuff and put it in her pocket. She went to look for Harry.
In another part of the house, Harry found a room that was locked.
Harry tried 'Alohamora' but it didn't open.
Then Harry just held onto the doorknob and thought 'open'. It worked.
He opened the door to find the room dark and dusty.
He spoke a cleaning spell and the room suddenly lightened up.
The room was red and gold and had no windows. In the middle was a lonely half circle table. That was it.
Harry went to touch the table. When he did, the table illuminated. Then in the middle of the table, an indent showed, wanting something put there.
Harry reached into his pocket, found a book, and enlarged it. He put the book in the indent in the table.
Then suddenly, a holographic projection of the book, showed in front of him.
Wow! Harry thought.
Harry heard a knock at the door.
He opened the door to find Ginny standing there.
A/N: wow this took me a while to write. Thank you to whoever reviewed. I hope you liked this chapter. This is the longest chapter I've written ever. PLEASE REVIEW!