You Too Gin

The raging flashes of lightning, coupled with ear splitting the claps thunder, were the most comforting thing around Harry. A cold, unavoidable feeling of death surrounded him. There was no light, except for that coming from the fierce storm. No wind or rain accompanied, just the feeling, the feeling of death. "Am I dead?' he thought to himself "I didn't survive." Harry was not panicked at all but he felt horrible just the same. There was nothing, nothing at all, just space. The flashes quickly stopped and the "booms" that came with the lightning were gone as well. Not a sound, Harry's scar started to tingle. A bright light was now shining upon him, bright and peaceful. "I am gone." A flurry of emotions and thoughts swept over him.

"Harry" a soft angelic voice said to him. He never heard his mum, but Harry thought it was her, he could just feel it. "Harry" the voice repeated.

"Um, yes, who's there?" he said insufficiently loud enough for even himself to hear. Out of instinct, Harry reached for his wand, but it was not there. In fact, he was now wearing a long, plain white, linen robe. "Who are you? Show your self!" he demanded with all the authority he could muster.

A grey shadow started to descend upon him. "Fear not, as I am here to give you a gift Harry." The voice was sweet, relaxing and Harry could feel warmth, love, and compassion now instead of the cold darkness he had felt before.

"Mum, is that you?" he excitedly asked the shadow. He could reach out and touch her, but decided he had better keep his hands to his side. "Am I dead?"

"No Harry, I am not your mum; however I am the spirit that watched over your mother and guided her as a child. I have taken on a form that would ease your mind. That is all no more, no less, and no, you are not dead. You are between realms Harry."

"So you are her. I mean were her guardian angel?" Harry was now puzzled. Why would his mum's childhood angel be talking to him? What gift did she have for him? Before he could think of anything else, the figure interrupted his thoughts. "Our time is limited please pay attention to me Harry. All your questions will be revealed."

"You said you have something for me?" he felt awkward asking but he really wanted to know. "I mean is it a message or something?"

"Harry, there is something you must do" the voice had a serious, tone now. "All your family and friends in the here-after have joined together to give you a gift of strength, love and magic. Yes, magic Harry. You will soon learn of powers neither you nor any other creature has ever had. Your strength will still be love, and your powers," the voice paused "well let's just say you will posses all the power of those who loved you, before they crossed over. However, Harry these powers come with great responsibility. They also come with a warning, if ever used for evil; 

your powers will be, taken away. You and your friends must stop him from continuing. I know you feel that destroying the evil one is needed yet bad. You are right Harry, but I assure you this is an absolute must. Voldemort as you call him is no longer human and he must be stopped, he must pay for his sins in this realm now."

"So I must kill Voldemort?" Harry already knew that." So it is not evil to kill him I mean?" He was a little confused now.

"He lives yes, but he is not a living being Harry" the shadow began to slowly descend. "Your powers will come soon and quickly. Remember, Voldemort must pay for his sins in this realm now. We need you to stop him"

"Wait!" Harry shouted but it was too late, the figure and the light were gone now. Harry felt the cold, darkness again. "Aaahh!" he sat straight up. He was in bed dripping with sweat. He looked around with some relief. He was at The Burrow. He scrambled for his glasses and quickly slipped them on and looked at the clock. It was almost 5:00. He climbed out of bed quietly; Ron was snoring away on the other side of the room. Harry slipped out of the room, down the hall and into the restroom. He filled the washbasin about half the way up and splashed his face with the cool water several times. "It was a dream," he thought to himself as he dried his face and hands. "It was a dream wasn't it? Could I really have special powers now? No, it was all a dream" he convinced himself.

He decided to get dressed and go downstairs to see if Mrs. Weasley was up yet. He figured with Bill's wedding today that she would be getting an early morning start. He tiptoed slowly down the stairs, carefully avoiding the squeaky steps. As he got near the bottom, he saw there was indeed a light on in the kitchen.

A candle flickered in the middle of the table. Mrs. Weasley was sitting there eating some toast with marmalade, sipping on tea. "Morning Harry" she said nonchalantly as if she expected him. "Are you having trouble sleeping dearie?"

"Yeah, uh weird dream I guess" he ran his hands through his hair trying to smooth it out, which was useless, since his hair would never be tidy.

"Something bad?" she asked taking another sip of her tea.

"Not bad no, it was actually a good dream, I think" he was now wondering, if it was good. "Let's just say it was weird," Harry was now pouring himself a cup of tea.

"Are you hungry? I could fix you something if you like" she was always trying to feed him.

"Just tea for now, thank you though" he blew on the hot liquid as he slowly sipped on it. He had just realized he had a chill from his dream, and it seamed to help. He felt it slowly going down, warming him up inside. "Is there anything I can help you with today?" he knew she would say "no" but he offered just the same.



"I have the girls helping inside here, but you can give Arthur a hand outside later if he needs it. I am almost positive he will. He has some Muggle contraption called a 'Lawn molar' I know, he will need your advice on that."

Harry chuckled "It's called a lawnmower. It is used to cut the grass short."

"Yes that's it lawnmower, Him and his affinity for Muggle things." She smiled at him and he realized he too had a large smile on his face as well. "Oh Harry, it is good to see you smile. May I ask you something?

"Sure"

"I overheard Ginny telling Hermione, that you were going to go to the wedding with her, is it true?"

Harry just sat there nodding for a moment. "It's true" Harry didn't know if it was a good thing, or bad thing that Mrs. Weasley was asking.

"Oh Harry, that's wonderful news. Ginny has been upset since you and her split, you know?" her eyes were starting to well up. "I thought she seemed happier last night."

"I know, and I never meant for her to hurt. I just want her safe"

"With you she is safe and happy, Harry." She emptied her teacup "How about you two give it another try? I can see how happy the both of you are when you're together, just as I can see how miserable you are apart." She magicked her teacup and saucer to the sink.

'Mrs. Weasley I would love nothing better to be with Ginny, but if something happens to me when I face Voldemort, I don't want her feeling the torment and pain of losing a loved one." He finished his tea and looked down inside the cup. He noticed that the remaining tealeaves had a heart shape in them. He just dismissed it for the moment.

"Don't talk like that Harry. You will make it through, and if you" she broke off; her eyes started welling up again with tears. "And if anything did happen to you, which it won't, she would feel the same weather or not you two were together. Ginny may be my little girl to me, but she is almost an adult and she has learned what love is, also she has learned who it is she loves. And that person is sitting in this room talking to me right now."

He hung head in silence not knowing what to say other than, "You are right, I am going to fix thing with Ginny. I want to be with her no matter what. I-I well" he stopped and looked at Mrs. Weasley. He did not have to finish his sentence. She already knew.

"You love her." She said softly smiling at him with a happy, caring, motherly look.

"Yes. I do love her. With everything that I am" He looked out the window, the sun was still nowhere to be seen, but it was slowly getting lighter out. "I would protect her with my life."



"I know you would and she would do the same for you with hers" she looked at the clock it was almost 6:00. "Well I must get this wedding going, there is still much to do before this evening." She walked over to Harry and patted his shoulder. "I hope you are feeling better dear."

"I am. Thank you for talking to me like, well, like family." He had never had a real family before; the Weasleys were all the family he had ever known.

"Harry, you are family. I hope someday you and Ginny will make it official." Harry could not believe what she had said. She left the kitchen without another word, leaving Harry there.

He decided to go get his broom and fly around the pitch for a while. Flying always helped him. It was medicinal to him.

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Harry had forgotten all about his worries. He had spent the better part of an hour on his Firebolt. Steep climbs, rapid descents and high speed maneuvers, he was engulfed in the moment. He spotted Ginny walking out the back door, headed towards him, so he headed back down, knowing he had to talk to her. As he hopped off his broom, he noticed she had showered, dressed was ready for the day. "She must have been up for a while" he thought, as she waved to him. He waved back; butterflies began to dance in his stomach. "Er, hi Gin" he said, trying not to seem excited to see her, even though he felt himself glowing

"Hello" her hair had a red shimmer and her eyes sparkled in the early morning sunlight. "Mum asked me to come out talk to you; she said you had something to tell me. You're not having second thoughts about our date are you?" she chuckled poking Harry's ribs in a playful manner. "Remember Potter, I can still hit you with a Bat Bogey Hex."

Harry smiled brighter "Well you know there was this one witch I have my eye on." He felt somewhat funny joking with like this, yet it felt natural. "Actually Ginny, I am rather excited to be your date. Although…" his voice grew more serious"… I want to make thing right between us first"

"What? I mean how Harry?" She had a look of joy and confusion. She loved him; he could see it in her eyes. He loved her so much and he had to tell her. Right here, right now.

"Ginny, you, and I both know I screwed up." She started to speak but he cut her off. "You know why I did it; and I know you understand. I want to be with you Ginny. I want you with me through everything. I love you." She stood there in silence looking at her feet. "Say something Gin."

"I want to be with you too Harry, so badly. I knew you would come back to me. You are the only one for me." Her tears streamed down her face. "I love you too Harry Potter, I love you too." She threw her arms around him, pressing her soft, warm lips to his. Harry knew from this day on she would always be by his side.



Just then, Harry let out a scream of pain, as he dropped to his knees, clutching his head. "Harry! What's wrong?" Ginny screamed

"I don't know" Harry had stopped screaming, but was still holding his hands to his head. Ginny could see his pain was subsiding. She dropped to her knees above Harry, picking his head up resting it on her lap. As Harry's pain rapidly eased, he noticed Mr. and Mrs. Weasley were running out onto the pitch.

"Harry what's the matter?" Mrs. Weasley questioned, "Are you hurt?"

"I'm fine. I just had a horrible pain in my head, like broken glass passing through my brain. I think I just need a couple minutes to rest."

"Arthur, help Harry inside, so he can relax for a bit."

"Oh, yeah of course Molly" Mr. Weasley was a bit confused about what had happened. "C'mon Harry, let's get inside"

Harry was feeling weird now, as if he was in a dream. "A dream" he said aloud.

"What did you say?' Ginny asked

"Nothing Gin, just babbling" he quickly replied. As the four got to the living room, Harry was feeling better. His pain was gone even though he felt a bit light headed. "I am fine, thank you.

"Just rest and I will get you some pumpkin juice," Mrs. Weasley said as she headed to the kitchen.

"Are you sure you are ok?" Mr. Weasley now inquired.

"Yeah I'm fine, Thanks again Mr. Weasley" he said as Mrs. Weasley handed him a goblet of cold pumpkin juice. As he sipped it he recalled, his dream, the heart shape in the tealeaves, and how his head started to hurt, while he was making up with Ginny. Were they all connected? Alternatively, they could merely be coincidence. Nothing was coincidence when it came to Harry though. "I am fine everyone, really I am. There is no need to fuss over me. It was probably just from not flying in a while." He knew it was not that.

"Alright dear just rest her for a bit though." Mrs. Weasley softly said. Harry knew not to argue. "Ginny stay here with Harry in case he needs anything, Come on Arthur lets get back to work."

"I will mum," Ginny said as she looked back at Harry. "Harry I know you and there is something wrong, tell me."

Harry proceeded to tell her about everything that happened that morning. He told her how, now more than ever, he knew he had to face Voldemort. She just sat there taking it all in. He could see her thinking of something to say, but there was nothing.



"Morning you guys" Hermione was coming down the steps. She quickly noticed that something was not right. "What's the matter with you guys?"

"It's nothing Hermione. I just had a headache, but it's gone now," He told her avoiding eye contact.

"Harry I'm not blind." She snapped, "Nobody looks the way you two do over just a headache."

"Hermione, would you mind waking Ron?" Ginny asked her "mum wants all four of us to get out of the house for a while when Charlie, Fred and George get here. She is giving us a break while they set up everything." Harry could tell Hermione was displeased not getting an answer.

"Er sure" Hermione said slipping back up the stairs.

"Thank you Gin" Harry looked back at her "I want to keep this between us for the moment. Did your mom really tell us to get out for a bit?"

"Yeah that is partly why I was coming out. I just never got a chance to tell you. Um Harry…" she paused "Er, are we back together?"

"I want us to be," he said quietly

She leaned over and hugged him. "I want us to be, too"

"Well, Ginevra Molly Weasley, I guess we are back together." He smiled at her

"I knew we would be and I am so happy about it" she was still hugging him. "I do love you Harry, I really do"

"Love you too Gin"