Angel on Campus Keeperoliver Chapter 3
Hermione and Ginny left Black Manor for their first day of work. As the arrived at the atrium, they were greeted by Ginny's dad, who must have been waiting for them. "Ginny, Hermione, how are you both?"
"Quit the small talk dad, what are you doing here?"
"I think I work here, Ginny."
"You know what I mean? Why are you here waiting for us?"
"Your mother and I are worried about you, is all. Can't we worry about our daughter?"
"Ya right, like you were worried about us for the last year. Mom practically forced me out, remember, and you did nothing to prevent it. You said nothing what so ever. So why now, all of a sudden?"
"Believe it or not, Ginevra, your mother and I miss you. We want you to come home."
"Again I ask, why now. We have been gone over a year, and you just now miss us?"
"Look Ginevra, I would rather not talk about it here. Would you visit us this weekend, so that we could talk. Just you. We need to try and straighten out our relationship. Your mother is worried sick about you."
"No, if I go, Hermione will be with me. If you and mom can't accept that, then I will not be there. It's both of us, or neither of us. We are do9ing quite well, without you or mom. How did you know about our being here, anyway?"
"I am friends with a few people here, and word gets around. If your worried about Kingsley, he is not the one who said anything. He wouldn't betray your trust. I had hoped you would be alone, so that I could talk, but, that wasn't to be."
Hermione jumped at her chance, "Let me leave you two alone so that you can talk in private. Ginny I will meet you at the Dept."
"No, Hermione, we will go together. Tell mother we will both be there Saturday morning for tea. If she cannot accept that, then let us know before hand. Come on Hermione, we don't want to be late, our first day on the job." and the two ladies left a flustered Arthur Weasley.
They went to the elevators, to find a semi empty car, and took it to there floor. When they got to their level, they exited the car, and ran into Draco Malfoy. This just wasn't their morning.
"Well if it isn't Weaslett the ignorant, and Granger the whore. Long time no see. Had any public sex lately Granger? I hear you and Ron the slurper, are not together any more?"
Ginny was getting fed up with this type of greeting, "Ferret face, why don't you grow a penis, and become a man? This pussy footing is getting tiresome. I for one am getting really pissed off about that incident being thrown in our faces. We did not force Harry to leave, that was by his own choice. Now, is you don't leave immediately, you will be wearing boggies for the rest of the day, if you catch my drift?"
Ginny and Hermione continued their journey to their new job, without further incident. They were paired with a Thomas Acorn, for their training. His initial assessment was quite favorable, and they were allowed to conmtinue their traing for the year.
Their first three days were hectic, but, they enjoyed it immensely. Then the dreaded weekend was upon them. They had not been notified by Arthur, about the get together, so they assumed it was still on. And it was.
Saturday morning, Hermione and Ginny Apparated to the grounds outside of the Burrow, and walked up to the house, as slow as they could, gearing themselves for the inevitable encounter. They were expecting some harsh words from Molly, and were prepared to leave, as soon as they started.
They arrived at the kitchen door, and Ginny knocked, as she didn't want her parents to think she was ready to return to her home for so many years. Arthur answered the knock, and stood aside, to let them enter. Molly was sitting at the table, with the tea poured out already.
Ginny and Hermione sat side by side, waiting for the explosion. They were not ready for what Molly began.
"Ginny, Hermione, I have made a terrible mistake, treating you the way I did, and ask you both for your forgiveness. I have come to realize that you, Ginny were in the right to feel the way you did, towards Harry. Now, please hear me out. I think you could have gone on about it with a little more compassion, and talked to Harry. That was your decision. Hermione, I have thought about your situation, and have figured out that Ron was the cause of the problem. You were right to console him, and he took advantage of the situation. Again I feel that your reply to Harry may have been a little over the top, but, in light of the situation, you can only to so much comforting, and you felt Ron was in need of it the most. I have to share the blame in causing Harry's departure. He has been like a son to me, since the summer between his first and second year. I have been there for him, when ever he needed a shoulder to lean on. But that day, when he needed a hug the most, and needed comforting, mo0re than anything else, I was to consumed in grief, to give him a second thought. What I am trying to say is, that we all have to share the blame on Harry's leaving. When he needed us the most, we all forgot him, in our own moment of despair."
Ginny and Hermione had tears streaming down their cheeks. Remembering that dreadful day. Bringing back horrible memories of watching Harry walk out of their lives. Ginny finally got the strength to answer her mom. "You're right and you're wrong mom. Yes, we all share in forgetting Harry, but, what Hermione and I did, hurt him the most. We have told you that a thousand times, but, each time, we were trying to defend ourselves. This time, we are accepting the fact that we both hurt Harry in a way that we both are ashamed of, and wish we could both take back our actions. Believe me when I say, we have tried on a hundred different occasions to find Harry, but, no one knows where he is. Owls come back with our letters, Every where we go, no one has seen him. Even the Ministry has no idea where he is. With our new jobs, we will spend some time trying to foind him, using their methods of locating lost wizards. Of course it can only work, if he is using magic."
"Thank you dear. Now, about your living arrangements. and your dining situation. Will you tell us where you are staying, and if your eating alright?"
"We are eating regularly, and as for where we are, we will tell you, when we feel you are sincere about your feelings. We will make every attempt to be here once a month, on the Weasley family get together. I believe the next one is next weekend, is it not?"
"Yes it is Ginevra, and you and Hermione are both welcome. Now, have either of you become close to a member of the opposite sex, yet. Are either of you, in a relationship?"
"No mother, neither of us have so much as gone out on a date. What with just graduating, and starting up our new job, we haven't had time to be interested in finding a man. You will know, if that should happen, but, don't count on it. I don't know about Hermione, but, I still love Harry very much, and I will not give up on him, until he says he is not interested anymore."
"Oh Ginny, I think Harry still has feelings for you. He will come around eventually, and return to us, I just know he will. Harry must still think of us as family."
Hermione bared her thoughts to Molly, "What if He has done something stupid. He was not in the best frame of mind, when he left. After all, Ginny had just rejected him, and I scorned him, by sending him away. Remember what Malfoy said, he was just turned away by every one he thought loved him. I can't get past the feeling, he tried to hurt himself. Harry, I am sure, was expecting something like what Ginny did to him, but, he never expected me to tell him to go away. I know it was this comment that caused him to leave. I am the reason Harry is not here with us right now." Hermione cried to the rest.
She was gathered into a hug by Ginny, and was soon joined by Molly and Arthur. It was a sad scene, that lasted for an hour.
AoC-}
Another year had passed, and Harry's fame as the Angel, had grown. He had saved many lives with his counterpart. He never once used magic, trying not to bring any recognition from the Magical world. He always used conventional methods. He had acquired a riot baton from the police academy part of the college training. He told them it was for his own protection. He painted it with a silver paint, that did not reflect light, giving it an eerie look, sort of like a sword of justice.
He became a local hero, and was thus protected from outside sources, such as the media, and government officials. No one was able to gather information on his crusade. The local gangs were afraid of his vengeance, should they turn over information, if they had any. He had thus far, not bothered any such gangs, except when they were caught doing something during his patrol.
His baking abilities were renowned all over the city. The local constabulary had made it a habit to order a large assortment of his confections, and offer them to the constables, who made their rounds. Each shift getting their share of the treats. He was known as the master baker, or just master. It was soon a common occurance when visiting friends and families would stop, and partake of his masterpieces.
Harry's friend Mike was graduating in a week, and Harry had planned a huge surprise party for his class. It was to be held in the Gym, which would be able to hold all of the students, and their families.
The party was a huge success, and Mike and the rest of the class had made their own surprise for Harry. They had purchased a new outfit for him, with a coat of arms. It was a mixing bowl, with crossed spatulas beneath them. The words were what got Harry the most. THE MASTER OF THE OVEN. PRESENTED TO SIR HARRY THE GREAT, FROM THE CLASS OF 1999 - 2000. WE WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER YOU HARRY.
It would not be the last time Harry saw Mike, but, he would still miss his best friend. Things just wouldn't be the same, without his next door neighbor.
A few weeks later, Harry had just got up for work, when he heard a peck at his bedroom window. No, it couldn't be. How did they find him. He tried to ignore the tapping, but, it was persistent. He finally opened the window, and a strange bird flew into his room. He held out his arm, and it flew to it, and took up a perch. Harry took him to the kitchen, and offered him a piece of pastry, which the bird accepted. He then offered him some water, which he rejected.
I suppose now would be a good time to describe this different breed of bird. He had a large red breast. His feathers were of a dark black, that shined like midnight blue, On his head, was an arrangement of feathers that stuck up like Harry's hair, all over the place. On the bird though, it was like a crown.
Harry tried several different liquids for the bird, and was turned down. The he asked it if he liked coffee, and the brid raised his head, and shrilled acceptance. Harry placed a cup in front of the bird, and was tickled when the bird gave him a weird look. "Do you want cream for your coffee? No, then how about sugar? Yes, how many then, one? No huh, two? Still no, the how about three? No, have you got a sweet tooth or something? Four then? OK, four it is." and he fixed the coffee for the unique bird. Harry took the letter form him, and tried guessing who it was from. He knew of only two people who would have such a unique bird, George, or Luna. He didn't think it was George, because it didn't fit his style of humor. So it must belong to Luna. He opened the Letter. He was right.
To Harry James Potter:
It would be an honor if you would grace us with your presence at the marriage of our children.
Mister Rolf Scamander
And
Miss Luna Lovegood
On the 18 day of June, 2000
RSVP
Xenophilius Lovegood
And
Newt Scamander
PS:
I hope you like my familiar. His name is Rainbow, and he is a red Breasted Royal Skreet.
Harry, please say you will come. I miss you very much.
With all my love,
Luna
So Luna is getting married. It is good to see she found someone special. He took the letter to his bedroom, and using a ballpoint pen, he answered.
Luna:
Like the Bird, No to the wedding. Too many bad memories.
Harry
Harry went back to the kitchen, and saw that Rainbow had finished his breakfast, and attached the letter to his leg, and sent him on his way.
Two days later, Rainbow returned, at the same time as before. Harry let him in, and asked if he wanted breakfast. Rainbow gave him a look like he was saying, "Well, duh! Of course I want something to eat."
Harry laughed once again, he fixed Rainbows coffee, and gave him a banana nut muffin. He took the letter from Luna, and opened it.
Tear marks splattered the entire page.
Dear Harry:
It hurts so much, that you will not attend my wedding. I understand the way you feel though. Would you at least let me visit you, so that we can talk. I have to let you know what happened that day. Please Harry, say that you will. It means a lot to me. Just reply on this letter.
I love you.
Your friend (I hope)
Luna
Harry felt tears he had thought he would never feel again. Loss of a friend. He couldn't say no to her.
Luna:
Yes, I will meet with you, Just let me know when, and I will set up the meeting.
Still your friend,
Harry.
He had just finished folding the letter, when there was a knock on his door. The only person to ever knock on his door, was Mike.
He answered the knock, and was shocked when he was face to face with Luna.
"May I come in Harry?"
Harry stepped aside, to allow her entry. He still had the shocked look on his face, as he watched her enter his apartment.
Luna looked around, and said, "Nice place you have here, Harry. Very cozy. I'm surprised you keep it so neat?"
"Thanks Luna, now do mind telling me how you found me so easily?"
"The letter Harry. It had a tracer on it. The minute you said yes, it activated the honing charm, allowing me to follow the trace. It was a little spell I figured out in my seventh year, to complete my NEWTS. Professor Flitwick was very impressed with it."
"I can imagine he would be. That is a brilliant piece of work. I just hope you don't teach it to any one else. Now, why are you here?"
The tears on her face made Harry wish he wasn't so harsh.
"Is it so hard to believe that I care for a friend? I miss you so much Harry. You were the only person to take the time to listen to my thoughts. The only one to care enough to help me. You accepted me as a friend, and asked me to join Dumbledore's army. You personally taught me how to defend myself. You saved me from the Death Eaters when I was captured and held in Malfoy Manor. But the thing that made me ashamed, was when without thinking I made those four words that sent you away. Harry, I was leaving to see my father, when you ran into me. It was because of your letter to the Minister, that got him released, and I never got to say thank you."
Harry was taken back by her statement. "Luna, I knew there was a reason for your ignoring me that day. It was not your words that caused me to leave. It could never be you. You were sweetest person I knew. You helped me through some really tough times, and I appreciated it. Now, about Rolf Scamander. How did you meet him?"
The talk lasted about an hour, and Harry was relieved that today was his day off. He then asked her the question he really dreaded. "How is every body. Neville, My. and Mrs. Weasley, George, Percy, Bills and Fleur, Charley."
Luna noticed the dropped names. "Neville and Hannah were married about six months after graduating. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley are not doing too good. They miss you more than I did. George and Percy have joined together to continue the WWW. They have Ron there as the receiving clerk, and stocker. Bill and Fleur, had a little girl. They named her Victorie, for she was born just after the defeat of you know who. I haven't heard anything from Charlie. George is engaged to Angelina, and Percy is dating Penelope again. Hermione and Ginny are working for the Ministry, in the Dept. of Mysteries, as Unspeakables. They finished their One year apprenticeship. Harry, they are living in Black Manor. Kreacher, asked them to, saying it was your last wish, before the battle, and you never retracted it."
"Oh, don't worry about it Luna. I'm glad some one is making use of it. I hope they made it livable, and got rid of that horrible portrait. You didn't have to tell me about them, but, I'm glad you did. So who are they with?"
"No one. Hermione tried dating someone from the Ministry, but, stopped after a couple of dates. Ginny has never even thought about dating. She still loves you Harry. I know you find that hard to believe, but it's true."
"Well, the next time you see her, tell her to move on. It would probably be for the best. I don't think I could take any more heartbreak."
"Could you at least talk to her and Hermione. They are so worried about you. Hermione even thinks you tried something stupid, like suicide. Harry, she didn't even know what Ron was doing there in the Hall. She was grieving over the loss of Fred, Remus and Tonks, and thought Ron was also. She thought it was his tears that were making the wet spot on her blouse. She never forgave him after having talked after he apologized to her. She knows for a fact, it was her words that caused you to leave, and is so ashamed of herself. Then after the funerals, she left for Australia, but, after clearing their memories, they decided to stay there, because their practice was so successful. If it wasn't for Ginny being so close, I believe she would have had a nervous break down. Harry,nothing is the same, without you there. It is like they live day to day with out meaning."
"How can I Luna, I wouldn't know where to begin. Things have changed so much, I don't know them anymore. I don't belong in your world anymore. I have found a place where I am accepted as Harry Potter. They don't know of the boy who lived, or the savior of the wizarding world. Do you want me to give this all up, and return to being the front page story on that rag, the Prophet. Please don't ask me to do that. It would hurt me to see them again. I'm afraid my feelings for them would reignite, causing me to change my mind. I don't know if that is what I really want?"
"Harry, they are your family, whether you believe it or not. They care for you beyond scope. They have always cared for, and always will. You can't drop them like they were a bad apple. I know you still care for them as well. Don't forget, you never did say goodbye to them. Please do me a favor, and at least talk to them. Come to my wedding. They will be there. It would be the perfect opportunity. I will not tell them you will be there, that way if you change your mind, they will not be disappointed."
"Fine, Luna, I will be there for your wedding. I promise. Now, where will it take place?"
"Thank you Harry. It will be in the garden behind my house, at ten o'clock." Luna gushed. She threw her arms around harry and gave his a hug. A hug he missed so much. A hug from a loved one. Harry watched, as Luna was once again crying, but, this time, they were tears of joy.
Harry had never asked for one vacation day, since he started work, and he had quite a bit coming. He took off for the entire summer.