I do not own Harry Potter and please read the note from Chapter 1. Ignorance is so NOT bliss.
At a certain point in this story do hear the music of Marc Antony and Tina Arena singing the theme from Zorro.
Chapter 52
The Return of the Grim 3
Remus found himself staring into the eyes of a death eater, which seemed all too familiar. The scent alone of this said cloaked figure told him who it was. And he just couldn't believe it!
"Ginny? Cubling?" The older wizard whispered out in shock. For like Harry and a majority of his friends, Moony considered them his pride family. Hence to find one fighting him and yet still smell the same sweet scent of pride coming from her... well the old wolf was now confused.
As the cloaked figure stiffened in surprise, Remus before anything else happens is pushed to the side mentally as he shifts once more. Moony taking over, an almost paternal event happens as the large wolf leaps and gently but firmly takes the young woman down with him. Making sure not to bite down as this seems more like an errant cub to the Wolf than an actual enemy, he is rewarded as he lightly squeezes on her throat between his jaws, causing her to pass out in pain.
Growls communicate to the others in his pride fighting that this particular one is not to be killed. Answering sounds respond in kind, a lesser Alpha by the name of Peter moves and takes the unconscious figure to a place deep within the wards that are fluctuating as they struggle to hold.
The mere fact that she passes through alerts the others attacking that maybe they can as well. Forces them to think twice, as all of a sudden they are held in place by the magic of the wards before forcibly thrown out...
For now a fresh and new one was added. Because other then being a curse breaker, Bill Weasely was extremely proficient in wards, which were used frequently to keep muggles and wizards from running afoul of things that can hurt rather then heal.
So as Tonks worked on the Death Eaters, her speed rivaling that of Harry's and or Remus's the older of the Weaselys present, set about casting the wards he needed with Harry's permission.
Now they all had a fighting chance.
Over the howls, and battles going on, it takes only a moment for them to notice the screams of Fleur Delacourt coming from inside the house.
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There is a secret among the Veela.
It is this; at certain times of their life they are capable of immense feats of real true magic. Magic that would and could rival that of Merlin in fact. Among those times is when they try to protect their family...
Earlier...
The minute Tonks had left, both women rushed to gather as much of the medical supplies as they could for the men and women fighting. Gabrielle and Fleur both whipping off the outer delicate robes of their wedding regalia get started working on what was needed. Each woman picking up a potion you could feel the magic flowing from them.
Enhancing the healing of the mind as it heals the body within each with their illusions that it can do just that.
Rapidly both sisters work side by side to do as many as they can. Bandages that were clean were sterilized with quick spell work. The women rushed to get ready what they could. But as Gabrielle whirled around to reach for more potions, the young woman froze in fear.
"Fleur...don't move." The young woman had finally seen the enormous reptile poised to strike behind her sister.
"Gabrielle?" The older blonde started to speak as she was turning around, her puzzling look on her features evident she was about ask why... But by then it was too late, for out of love for her sister. The younger of the two blondes reached out and yanked her away only to be struck herself...
It was that moment as it hit home that all her magic went to protecting the life inside her. Keeping the poison that is now beginning to infect her body. As Gabrielle collapsed to the ground, Fleur began screaming as she shot spells off at the reptile that was now poised to hit her.
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One of those times is when they are dying...
When the Veela is dying unusual and surprising things have been known to happen.
Sirius Black fell through the misty veil and back into where he had originally fell. His magic eagerly soaking into his body, the escaped convict feels himself screaming out in pain from its rejoining of his body. Rendering him weak and barely able to stand as it has been years since he has been able to use it...
As this is happening Nimue steps out as well. For it is only with her magic now will he be allowed to rejoin those who need him. But she must wait till he has fully claimed it all...
"Now you understand, much like you gave your life to protect your godson, a sacrifice of sorts as you say. She is giving her life for her sister...and for her baby."
"No...don't take her from him..." Sirius whispered out as he struggled to gain control of his body.
"I have no choice." Nimue cries. "All ready her connection to this realm is breaking apart. Unlike yours that was merely stretched. Hers is disintegrating. She is desperate to protect her child...to the point she will die to give him a chance to live."
"Do something!"
"It is to late...Fate's decision has already begun. That is why he has allowed you to return Sirius Black. What is about to happen, only you can comfort..."
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The screams were enough. Smiles passed among the Death Eaters that were still alive and free to take off. They were to now keep them busy until the snake has come out of the small home...
In the meantime none of them noticed that as they continued fighting, the mask falling off one of their own, as Ginny Weasely starts to come to. The wolves busy for a moment they to do not know, what is happening behind them. They just know something is wrong and before they can investigate they must keep those in front from going behind.
In a semi-conscious daze, the young red headed woman felt as if she was being called for something. Something important...
Something that only she can do...
Stumbling around as if in a daze, she entered the home and the call had grown stronger. Finally it ceased as she found Nagini threatening a woman who was standing tall over a pale figure on the ground. Without a second thought, the red head lifted her hand and said the incantation that forced the snake not only out of the house, but into death as it landed in the middle of a crossfire between many a death eater and wolf.
Ripped to shreds and then burned with an incendio, this is one those still fighting Harry and the others choose to vanish for this is also when a bright light of pure white energy erupts from within Godric's Hollow.
The light of love and warmth spreading...Harry pauses as his eyes widen in fear and loss.
Memories of the past...
There were sweet images of just togetherness by the fire and her playful laughter ringing through his ears as he tickles her.
Her quiet presence soothing the rocking turmoil of his soul...
Her wisdom calming his thoughts...
At that moment it is as if time seems to stop and he sees her standing before him. Pale and ethereal in a warm golden light, he starts to approach her and yet can not. Only the barest touch of light to his skin, warming his soul tells him that this is somehow really happening.
I love you...Harry. Live for him...live for our son.
Don't go...don't! He finds himself struggling to yell. But yet his voice remains silent, he and his magic held in place. Confusion evident on his features she smiles sadly as she disappears...
Live...live for our son Harry! Live...
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Only moments earlier...
Moments earlier as the snake had disappeared; Fleur looked at the woman in the cloak who was helping her. About to fire a stupefy spell, it is at that point that Gabrielle speaks...
"Sister...help me. Help me up please..." The younger woman cried out softly and in pain. "I must...it's her...the one from my dreams."
Confused for a moment, the older of the two blondes whirl around in a state of denial... "NO! I refuse Gabrielle! I refuse to let you go! You can live! You know you can!"
Smiling softly despite her tears, the younger of the two women weakly shakes her head. Pleas traveling back and forth in French, the older of the two women cries as she bends down to help her sister. "Gabrielle I beg of you...don't do this."
"Sister...my nightmares...I knew this was coming...if Harry lost both of us...all is lost. With her here, he will not. Please...please help me. Please help me give him a reason to live?"
That said, the younger blonde holds her hand out weakly to the red head. Somehow and despite what she knows, Ginny Weasely takes it and seconds later passes out as the Veela magic merges with her own. Creating a burst of pure white energy between the two women...
Carrying something with it, that now seeks the warmth of her own body to be nurtured. Waiting as if to be accepted by the magic that already begins to merge with her...
Deep within her own conscience, Ginny is confused as the image of the young woman appears in her mind. Smiling sadly and yet with a gentle smile...
Please...take care of our baby? She whispered. He needs you now...Please? Please take care of him?
Without even understanding why, it is the sense of responsibility to something within her that has her nod in acceptance.
Thank you... I chose a name for our son...it is James Sirius...please make sure Harry understands? I did not want to go. But it was the only way... The blonde ethereal woman whispers with heartfelt love and thanks as she cries. And thank you so much...because of you...there is yet hope...
The magic flares once more, and a link now is forged. A link between the life of a young child and his new mother whose magic intertwines with the old slowly so that it may feed off of both for its own magic core that was developing within.
Before she could check or do anything, Fleur just rocked the dead figure of her sister in her arms. The red headed woman looking much like her Bill was out like a light clutching the hand of her sibling within her own. The pulsing white energy glowing between them...
That's as the others came in seconds later. The battle dissipating rapidly with the death of the snake, Fleur is forced to stop Harry as he tries to break the two women's hands apart so that he can get to Gabrielle.
"Don't Harry...don't. You will kill him." Fleur sobs out.
"Kill who! Please...I want Gabrielle...back!"
"She's gone...she's gone! Don't destroy what she has started to save yours and her son!"
"What..." Harry whispered as he began to collapse to the ground. "My son?"
Fleur accios the box, which they were to open before the battle. Gesturing for him to open it through her tears... Scared and frightened to do so, Harry opens the lid to find a knitted baby jumper as well as several other items of baby clothing and furniture that had been shrunken to fit inside this box.
"Harry it was to be a present for you...Gabrielle was pregnant..." Fleur choked out.
"No...no..." Harry screamed. "NO DAMNIT NO!"
It was at that moment as the wolves struggle to suppress the rising emotional aura of Harry and his magic. The Veela crystal that he had worn around his neck shattered at the sheer amount or power released.
And despite the release of their own full aura, the wolves found it hard to keep it from exploding around them destroying them all.
But as a man comes stumbling in, Remus as well as Tonks and the two Weasely men look on in shock.
"Let it out Prongslet...cry...scream...But let it out vocally. Don't turn into me." Sirius Black whispered weakly. His strength still not fully back with him, he somehow avoids the flying swirls of destruction, to ht his godson into submission. His words repeating over and over, despite what should be a happy and joyous occasion...
"Let it out... grieve..." Sirius murmured. Tears in his own eyes mirroring the pain in Harry's heart... That said the magic begins to die down as the words reach the dark haired youth. Arms wrapping around the former convict, Harry sobs...
For the first time since his betrayal...
Harry well and truly grieves...
As this happens, the two Weasely men approach and although in shock and sadness at what has happened to Harry, tears running down their own cheeks. The death of Harry's wife, as well as the discovery of their sister as the enemy was traumatizing to both now. But it is Bill, who because of his fight with Fleur years before had looked up something of the Veela nature long ago in an effort to understand...
"Ginny...she...she's pregnant with Gabrielle and Harry's baby now isn't she?"
"Yes..." Fleur replied quietly as she sobs. "That is why we must wait to separate her and Gabrielle until the magic to transfer his link from my sister to her. To do so now will kill him and Ginny..."
A very little and unknown fact about the Veela...
When a pregnant one is on the verge of Death, they are given one shot. And one shot alone to save their unborn child. It is why there are so many cross breeds and yet so few pure blood Veelas at the same time.
Only one who's magic is compatible with that particular Veela and is willing to take the child within, can successfully carry the child within her own womb...
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Is currently crying her eyes out now even more
goes off to go binge on chocolate