Undone
by Healer Pomfrey
All recognizable characters belong to J. K. Rowling, and I am not earning anything by writing this story.
I am not a native speaker of English. Please excuse my mistakes.
COMPLETELY AU! Partly OOC.
It is my story, and I intend to write it the way I want it. If you don't like it, don't read it.
Reviews are very welcome, as they inspire my muse. Thank you very much for the kind feedback on the previous chapter!
After breakfast, Harry's head of house walked by the Wallace table and instructed Harry to follow her into her classroom. To Harry's surprise, the Healing classroom was just opposite the hospital wing. Although he passed that very corridor multiple times a day on his way to and from Wallace house, he had never noticed that there was a classroom in the otherwise deserted corridor.
Professor Snape arrived shortly after Harry and his wife. To Harry's annoyance, which he knew better than to voice, the Potions Master motioned him to take a seat and once again informed him about the rare illness and how the combination of his potion and the dragon scales had caused him to contract it, ending with the promise to eventually search for a cure.
When Harry voiced his understanding, Snape instructed him to cast single spells and enquired if Harry was in pain, while his wife observed him and occasionally cast diagnostic spells, which apparently did not cause Harry any harm in contrary to healing spells, which her mother had tried to cast for his headache on the previous day.
By lunchtime, all three of them were contented with what they had learned from their tests, and Harry had even tried out to fly and decided that he could live with the pain that it caused.
"I'll speak with all our colleagues and tell them to excuse you from practice in class," Rosie informed him, only to add in a soft voice, "It's still up to you if you feel well enough to practise or if you only try the wand movements without casting magic."
Harry sighed in relief when the professors released him. He profusely thanked them, before he headed to the Great Hall for lunch, happy that he was finally back with his housemates.
HP
During the following week, Harry felt extremely annoyed, as he had to consider his timetable in order to decide how much magic he could do during each class. However, he got soon used to practise wand movements without using magic, so that by the end of the week he felt fairly comfortable in spite of his more than annoying predicament.
The other point which he was worried about was his meeting with the headmaster, Ronald Weasley and Ronald's parents. On the one hand, he wondered if he should ask Sirius to attend the meeting or if it would be better to ask his head of house. On the other hand, he was still considering what punishment would be adequate for his classmate.
When Rosie asked him on Thursday evening, when she came into the common room thirty minutes before curfew like she did on a daily basis, if he was ready for the meeting with Ronald, Harry slightly hesitated.
"Professor, would it be possible to discuss the matter with you and the twins beforehand, please?" he then asked, hesitantly.
"Of course dear," his head of house replied in clear surprise but still as friendly as usual and instructed Fred, George and Harry to come to her office after dinner the following evening.
HP
"All right Harry, do you have any idea what to ask of Ronald?" Rosie asked, once the three boys were sitting in her office.
"I have a rough idea," Harry replied, slowly. "I want his parents to annul his betrothal with Gwendolyn, because I know that she really doesn't like him and hates the situation that she's in," he explained, giving the professor an uncertain look.
"Oh Harry, that's so sweet of you," Rosie replied, seemingly happy at the idea.
"The problem is…"
"… that this solution would make Ron extremely happy," the twins spoke up, smirking.
"Yes, that's the problem," Harry said, pensively.
"Maybe Ron could serve detention and assist Professor Snape…"
"… until he finds a cure for Harry?" the twins then suggested, causing Rosie to groan.
"Do you really believe that my husband would allow your brother into his lab?" she enquired, smirking. "I'd rather suggest detention with Mr. Filch until my husband or anyone else will be able to develop a cure."
"Is that not a bit harsh?" Harry asked, giving the professor a doubtful look.
"No Harry," Rosie replied in a firm voice.
"He could have killed you…"
"… and it's his own fault in any case," the twins agreed, making Harry feel comfortable at their annoying yet funny sing-song, which strangely reminded him of Jane and Kengo.
"Very well, that's decided then," the professor said, seemingly contented. "Harry, the three of us as well as Sirius will join you for your conversation with Mr. Weasley tomorrow."
"Thank you very much," Harry replied, feeling extremely grateful and relieved at the idea.
He was just about to leave the office behind the twins, when a sudden thought struck his mind.
"Professor," he spoke up, turning around to view his head of house. "Could you please make sure to make a betrothal contract for Gwendolyn with someone of her liking, before something like this happens again?"
The professor cast him a genuine smile. "Thank you for everything, Harry. I already have an idea. Will you please tell Gwen that her father and I would like to speak with her for a moment?"
"Of course, Professor. I'll send her home," Harry promised, before he hurried home to tell one of his best friends the wonderful news.
HP
Harry was just about to go to bed, when Gwendolyn stormed into the common room and over to where he was sitting together with Luna. Apparently not caring that everyone was looking up in surprise, she pulled Harry into a bear's hug.
"Harry, I can't thank you enough," she blurted out. "I am so happy!"
A huge smile spread over Harry's face upon seeing the delight that was spread over her face.
"Tomorrow, my parents are going to speak with him, and if he agrees, they'll contact his parents," she added in a small voice, just for Harry and Luna to hear.
"Good luck, Gwen," Luna said, smiling. "He will agree by the way, and he has a younger sister, just about the age of your brother."
Gwendolyn's eyes widened. "Oh that would be great. My parents and Alex are feverishly looking for someone to bond him with before the ministry does. He's going to be eleven in March."
'I wonder who it is,' Harry thought to Luna. 'Why do you always know things in advance,' he added, feigning a pout.
'Don't use so much telepathy,' the girl replied, giving him a dreamy look. 'Maybe we should go to bed. I can't wait for Ronald to be punished for what he did.' She let out a small chuckle. 'I'm especially keen to know what the ministry is going to do.'
'The ministry?' Harry asked in confusion. 'What do they have to do with the matter?'
'If a contract made by the ministry is annulled and the wizard doesn't bond immediately afterwards, the ministry makes another choice to force upon him, and I've heard that their second choices are everything but nice,' Luna informed him, before she kissed him good night and headed to her dormitory, amusement clearly visible in her expression.
HP
Right after breakfast on Saturday morning, Harry was called into the headmaster's office together with Rosie, Sirius and the twins. The headmaster and Professor Snape were already waiting for them, and Ronald was just arriving through the fireplace together with his parents.
The headmaster greeted everyone and offered a round of lemon drops, which everyone but Ronald declined. 'He's disgusting,' Harry thought. 'He eats just everything.'
The old wizard once again explained what had happened in the afternoon of the thirty-first of October, concluding that Harry was supposed to decide on Ronald's punishment.
"Albus, do you really think that an eleven-year-old, who didn't even grow up in the magical world, should decide on a punishment for a pureblood wizard?" Molly Weasley spoke up in clear anger, completely ignoring her husband who tried to shush her.
"Well, if Harry is deemed too young, then the decision will lie with me as his magical guardian," Sirius growled.
"And then your son would certainly be shipped to Azkaban for attempted murder," a voice interrupted Harry's godfather, coming from the portraits behind the headmaster.
Everyone turned around to see to whom the strict, female voice belonged.
'Mum,' Harry realised, feeling very happy to see that his mother had joined Godric Gryffindor in his portrait.
"Exactly," Sirius confirmed.
"Very well, but I believe that young Harry will be able to decide on an adequate punishment for his classmate," the headmaster said in a calming voice.
His niece gave Harry an encouraging nod, and Harry spoke up, hesitantly. "First of all, I'd like the Weasleys to annul Ronald's betrothal contract with Gwendolyn Prince."
"No!" Molly Weasley blurted out, while her husband paled visibly. "Albus, I told you he isn't able to think reasonably. He probably doesn't even know what the repercussions would be."
"Harry knows exactly…"
"… what he's talking about…"
"… and Ronald deserves what he gets," Fred and George voiced their opinions, causing their mother to become even more angry.
"Even during my class," Snape threw in, calmly, "Ronald vehemently complained about being betrothed to a slimy snake as he voiced it. Therefore, I believe that Mr. Potter is in fact doing Ronald a huge favour, not only my daughter."
"How dare you annul your betrothal contract with our Ginny, by the way?" Molly Weasley hissed at Harry. "The headmaster made the contract with us. You're a naïve, insensible boy…"
"The headmaster was never my son's rightful guardian and had no right to make such a contract with you," Lily interrupted the older witch, glaring at the Weasley matron.
"I'm sorry Molly," the headmaster threw in. "This has nothing to do with Ronald's case though."
"Considering Ronald's case, and this is my punishment for Ronald as Harry's head of house, in addition to his other punishment, Ronald will serve detention with Mr. Filch every evening after dinner, as long as Harry is suffering from the after-effects of the potion. For the time being, there is no remedy, and until one might be developed some time in the future, the after-effects will bother Harry greatly throughout his life," Rosie added in a no-nonsense voice.
"Very well," the headmaster spoke up. "Ronald, do you accept the punishment laid out by Mr. Potter and Professor Dumbledore, or do you prefer being expelled and facing a trial?"
"My son accepts," Mr. Weasley hurriedly replied, apparently afraid that his son or wife might see fit to protest.
"Very well, I shall send my house-elf to the Burrow to fetch Ronald's luggage," the headmaster promised, before he dismissed everyone.
HP
Snape and his wife accompanied Harry and the twins to the Wallace common room. On the way, the adults profusely thanked the boy for what he had done for their daughter.
"It means a lot to us," Rosie said, smiling. "Our family owes you."
"No Professors, you owe me nothing," Harry replied, firmly. "I'm just glad that I had the opportunity to help Gwendolyn, and I hope that she finds someone nice to bond with."
"We're going to handle this right away," Snape informed him, smirking.
When they entered the Wallace common room, Rosie called Gwendolyn and Justin and led them through the connecting door into her office.
'Justin,' Harry thought in surprise, causing Luna to grin at his expression.
"I take it everything went well?" she asked, causing Harry to nod.
"Oh well, now I know where Ronald got his brashness from," Harry replied, rolling his eyes.
"His mother," Luna said, chuckling. "Don't forget that I lived very close to the Weasleys for ten years. I know them well."
HP
Harry and Luna spent most of the day with her father and assisted him with the preparations of the first edition of the Hogwarts Gazette, for which Luna had already written three articles, one about the first Quidditch tournament of the school year, one about Wallace house and its members, and one about Ronald Weasley's attack on Harry and his punishment.
They only returned to the common room thirty minutes before dinner, hoping to find out if everything had turned out well for Gwendolyn. By the time they arrived at Wallace house, their housemates were eagerly celebrating the betrothal of Gwendolyn and Justin, and the girl seemed outright happy.
"Thank Merlin everything went well," Harry whispered to Luna, who nodded, happily.
'Have you noticed that out of the nine first-years in our house eight are betrothed to each other?' she suddenly thought to Harry.
Harry cast her a surprised look, before he let his eyes wander around the common room. 'Gwendolyn and Justin, Susan and Neville, Daphne and Blaise, Luna and I,' he counted. 'Oh right, and Hermione is left just by herself,' he thought back.
Luna smirked. 'She won't be by herself forever,' she then replied, reassuringly, making Harry wonder what she had seen this time.
HP
The following week passed uneventfully. The Wallace first-years thoroughly enjoyed themselves, and the highlight of the week was the distribution of the first edition of the Hogwarts Gazette, which was published on Friday right before dinner. Each of the students received their own copy, and all students were encouraged to write small articles for the next edition, which would be out on 15 December.
"There's not much to write..."
"... if all weeks are as boring as this one," the twins spoke up, causing everyone at their house table to chuckle.
"I definitely don't mind having some quiet and peace to study," Hermione replied, glancing at Harry, who immediately agreed.
However, as soon as at breakfast on Saturday morning, they should notice that at least the quiet was not going to last, when Ronald Weasley jumped from his chair, crumpling a letter in his fist, and shouted, "Stupid ministry workers. I'm going to curse them."