HELLO EVERYONE! I am Helena Heansilton, your editor (If you do not wish to read my randomness please skip ahead to the story...). Ermory (the actual owner of this account) is NOT here to publish this because she claims that she's too lazy, but for a person who translated three chapters in one day those are just excuses. Even the GCSEs (I have like twice as many GCSE exams as her by the way).

Anyway, HERE'S THE NEXT CHAPTER! It's also the last from the second original book, hopefully it wraps everything up nicely. Enjoy!

Here's the stuff Ermory usually say:

Disclaimer: I do not own anything, the plot and characters belong to JK Rowling, and the story is written originally by EmPotter. I just translate.

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All is well

The potion was an immediate success because now Ginny Weasley finally slept quietly, as quiet as she had slept for in months- perhaps years counting the times when her brothers had woken her up spitefully: it almost seemed that she had forgotten the meaning of the word 'tranquility' through the times.

When she began to wake up she felt as if she had been sleeping for days and days, for months and years. It's partly because she felt strangely rested and full in strength. She wanted to get up, she wanted to go around the house getting into trouble with her brothers and ... no, she could not, she was at Hogwarts and soon the trouble would start... the trouble. The thought of this gave the little girl's heart a painful twist, and she opened her eyes a few millimeters.

Her eyes focused on a man with glasses ...

Her father?

Ginny blinked and noticed something that glistened under the chin of the man: a silver beard, and on his crooked nose sat glasses very different from those of her father, half-moon glasses... it was Albus Dumbledore, the Headmaster of the school, whom she had never been so close to, and had never held a conversation with, if not considering the brief meeting in the Headmaster's office.

"Good morning, Miss Weasley," he said cordially, sitting at her bedside.

"How long have I slept?" asked the little girl, spying behind her curtains: the petrified ones must have already returned to normal.

"All evening," answered Dumbledore serenely.

It was morning. Meaning that she would have to get out of bed, and face all that there was to face ...

"I know how you feel, Ginny," Dumbledore said calmly, as if reading her mind. "I know it was a terrible situation for you, but the worst is over, you're fine, and that's what really matters: we're all happy to find you alive and well."

The worst is yet to come, thought the little girl in despair.

"Do not fear people's judgment," added the old man.

The girl felt strangely observed, and the bright blue eyes of the Headmaster seems to pierce her.

Ginny felt somewhat grateful, but the gratitude she felt toward Headmaster Albus Dumbledore seemed to fade away with the ugly thoughts that swirled through her mind.

"They should. They really should call me weak minded..." the little girl hissed quietly, furious and sad with herself. "Because I am ... because I'm weak and he ... T-Tom R-R-Riddle took advantage of my weakness ..."

"Lord Voldemort has used your courage," Dumbledore replied. "And only such an act of bravery could guarantee his rebirth, only your courage, Ginny Weasley. Believe me, Voldemort is cleverly able to find suitable victims, and would not have continued with you if he was not absolutely certain of what you are. He was there to find out everything about you, just for this"

Amazed, Little Ginny opened her first sincere smile after months and months.

"What I also want to tell you is that, with these experiences, if they do not kill us, they will strengthen us," added Dumbledore politely and with a big smile. "And now, come, I don't think anyone wants to wait longer for your return. Actually, Poppy had to trouble herself chasing your brothers, Fred and George, from the Infirmary ... and ... Mr. Creevey did not seem very patient and even your other friends were not particularly willing to wait for you to wake up completely."

Albus Dumbledore gave Ginny a gentle wink, turned on his heels and walked away: Ginny looked at the hem of his cloak disappear behind the door and told herself that most likely the Headmaster was right. The experience had not killed her as it was scheduled, and this had to mean that it had made her stronger, because a terrible experience like that could not help but make her stronger.

Maybe one day she will have understood that she was strong, maybe one day she would be glad to tell everyone ...

"Oh, you're awake!" Madam Pomfrey chirped with her brisk tone. "Come on, get up, go on, I'll have to make the bed!"

That morning the Great Hall seemed to shine in all its beauty, and Ginny would have sworn that many heads had turned to her through the passage in the entrance hall, although she was not so sure of being able to cross the doors to make a breakfast worthy of the name 'Weasley'. She spied from behind the doors of the Great Hall and caught a glimpse of happy students intent to chat serenely with their friends, and all that made her cheer: perhaps they had already forgotten about what happened, and she would like that too.

Images of the Chamber of Secrets and Tom Riddle coming out of the diary returned to her mind at regular intervals, and all this was more than exasperating for the girl: who knows when would she finally be able to erase those things from her mind?

She lingered at the door for a long time, thinking back to Dumbledore's words, then inhaled deeply and entered.

The reaction was immediate: many students left their conversation in suspense and began to fix their attention at the child, who with bowed head and cheeks that threatened to become a red similar to tomatoes, walked quickly into the room with the hope of not arousing too much attention from others. That was obviously impossible.

By now the whole school seemed to know it.

Many of the older students gave her great encouraging smiles, and some girls, always much older than her, gave her light pats on the slender shoulders as if they wanted to give her strength.

"GINNY!"

"GINNY!"

"BOYS, LOOK! OUR SISTER!"

The twins, Percy Weasley, Demelza Robins, Victoria Probisher, Colin Creevey, Ritchie Coote, Christopher Jones and William Todd all ran to her, as Professor Dumbledore had said, very anxious to see her and not at all ready to wait for her to proceed through the Great Hall at her pace. The first ones who threw themselves onto the girl to hold her were the twins, who almost missed their shot while crying happily. Immediately they began to shoot funny jokes one after the other until Percy drove them away to hug his little sister so pompously. Demelza and Vicky sobbed on their friend's shoulder after the brothers had finished with her, even though the twins popped up every ten seconds; Colin gave her a rib-crushing hug and cursed aloud about his camera; Christopher gave her an enthusiastic high-five; Ritchie hugged her gently and William smiled at her.

Ron beamed from the table, along with Hermione and Harry- the boy that saved her.

"Hey little sis, guess what the hag said!" shouted Fred energetically.

"Come on, it's easy!" urged George happily but Ginny had not even listened to the joke about the hag.

"I cried all afternoon!" Demelza repeated as she started sobbing again.

"I was breaking down, I swear on Merlin!" added Vicky, who was no longer crying.

"And then my heart was about to burst!"

"I didn't know what to do except trying to calm down and wait for you to return!"

"I believed the worst!"

"And I did not want to believe the worst!"

"Oh, my friend ... I thought I had lost you, how much I missed you," said Colin theatrically, raising his high-pitched voice. "Although, I must be honest ... I did not miss anyone!"

The boys all burst out laughing at the Gryffindor table.

"How stupid are you?" Ginny said with a happy grimace.

"I've never felt so good in all my life, I would not sleep for years!" he insisted lively.

There were more laughter.

"Colin, maybe you should shut up," Ritchie said, but smiled.

"Why? It was difficult for all of us and we need to laugh!" Christopher said amusedly.

"Ritchie is right," Demelza agreed timidly.

"And who knows why you and Ritchie always agree on everything!" Christopher snapped.

They kept brightly chatting all the way through breakfast, letting Ginny eat peacefully in the name of Godric Gryffindor. Even the twins seemed too busy in cheering up all the students to really realize that their little sister was too quiet at the table. Percy was at the Ravenclaw table next to his girlfriend, Penelope Clearwater, and occasionally came to his table to make sure Ginny ate all her breakfast, as Mum had instructed. Ron and Hermione kept smiling at them, and Harry did it with a certain embarrassment, which only made the little girl even more embarrassed.

"I'm sorry," a voice whispered on Ginny's right, the voice of William Todd.

Ginny nodded surprisedly.

"For how horrible I've been to you," he continued, looking at his nails. "And I wanted to ask you whether you want to be my cauldron partner again ... For the next year I mean, and until the end of this ..."

"Sure!" she accepted the little Gryffindor and smiled at him.

The morning passed in the best way and many students came personally to the girl to show their regret for what had happened and their happiness for how everything was resolved. Alice and Rose exclaimed a theatrical 'WE REALLY ARE SORRY!' before returning to being the geese again, harassing all others. Neville Longbottom, Dean Thomas and Seamus Finnigan (the friends of Ron and Harry) began to converse with her awkwardly before declaring that they had been very sorry, even though they did not know her but knew her brother.

Ginny Weasley had returned to be the happy girl she had always been.

The rest of the semester passed quickly, and Hogwarts students did not even need to take exams, as a school treat after the critical events that had happened. Lessons continued, and even Potions seemed to improve a lot: Rose did not like the fact that William preferred to have Ginny as a partner, and the seats finally returned to the original ones assigned by Snape. The Defense Against the Dark Arts classes were canceled since Professor Lockhart had been transferred to St. Mungo's, and Hogwarts needed yet another Defense teacher.

Ginny felt happy but strange: she knew that next year, when everything had passed, the Slytherins would bombard her with questions and would bother her endlessly about those events, but for the moment, as Demelza told her, she did not have to worry about them.

It was with joy that the girls prepared their trunks for departure.

"Promise you will write to me, Ginny," Demelza was saying as she fastened the straps of her boots, and little Weasley looked enchantedly. "I will do it, and you'll write me back, won't you?"

"Yeah, definitely!"

"That's my mascara, Rose, for Merlin's sake!" Alice screamed hysterically.

"No, that's my mascara!" the stubborn companion retorted. "Yours must be somewhere else around here"

"I can recognize my own tricks ..."

"The tag is still there, Alice, can't you see it's mine?"

Ginny and Demelza giggled before leaving their dormitory, dragging their trunks. For true kindness and gallantry, four boys helped their companions with the trunks: Colin and William brought the trunk of the little red-head, Christopher and Ritchie carried the trunk of Demelza, who seemed really flattered and embarrassed as Ginny realized that the her cheeks had became a shade of Weasley's red.

The departure was really very quiet but cheerful, and after hoisting the trunks onto the scarlet steam locomotive that awaited them all for a return to King's Cross station, Ginny greeted her companions, including Vicky (who had just emerged from a long conversation with some Gryffindor friends much older than her), and approached the family's two troublemakers.

"The Weasleys have to spend the journey together!" George announced affectionately, placing a kiss on his little sister's forehead, who smiled radiantly.

"Come on, Ginny, let's go to Ron, Harry and Hermione's compartment" Fred said happily.

The three joined the trio for the whole trip and together they spent some really happy moments: they played Exploding Snap until George decided to cheat and put everyone's cards in the bag and Ron began to get angry at losing every round; the Filibuster fireworks of the twins broke out; and they took full advantage of the last few remaining hours in which they're allowed magic, shooting as many spells as they can to disarm each other.

Ginny noticed how good Harry was in that specialty, and gaped at him with red tomatoes on her cheeks, until Hermione coughed noisily.

They had almost reached King's Cross when Harry asked her curiously: "Ginny, what did you see Percy doing, that he didn't want you to tell anyone?"

Fred and George immediately turned to them.

"Oh, that!" the girl giggled a tinkling laugh. "Well, Percy's got a girlfriend!"

For a moment her heart gave a somersault as Fred dropped a pile of books on George's head: Percy had made her swear that she would not tell anyone and... stupid her! But now, the damage was done and also had an immediate effect on the part of his brothers, who simply gaped at her. Who cares if she had not kept the promise, after all hadn't she just survived an attack in the Chamber of Secrets? She needed affection, and Mother would not let Percy get mad at her and also ... In the name of Merlin, Harry had asked her!

"She's a Ravenclaw Prefect, Penelope Clearwater," Ginny continued the gossip. "That's who he was writing to all last summer, and the entire year they met in secret all over the school. I walked in on them kissing in an empty classroom one day. He was so upset when she ... well ... when she was attacked. You won't tease him, will you?" she added, looking worried. Fred's expression seems as if he just found out that his birthday had arrived ahead of time.

"Definitely not!" George said, trying not to laugh.

Ginny, with the feeling that George was lying, got out of the train, letting Ron carry her trunk so gently, and immediately threw herself into the arms of her parents. While slowly pulling away, her thoughts wandered to a particularly amusing summer.

All was well when it finished well.

That's it guys, hope you liked it! Sorry if I missed any small grammar mistakes (for the previous chapters too).

FYI, the fic doesn't end here, it actually continues through the whole series and has a total of... 79 chapters? Next chapter we'll be starting Prisoner of Azkaban and I. Am. So. Excited. Stay updated y'all!

Also it was fun messing around on your account, thanks Ermory!

~Helena Heansilton (Ermory managed to spell this wrong for the first six chapters I think)

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