Hi. I have dreams about owning the Harry Potter universe (oh the things I would do) however, that is all they are. Dreams. I don't own anything you recognise as J.K Rowling's and I don't own Damien or Harry's backstory, which kind of belongs to the wonderful Kurinoone.
Thanks to Thinker90 for pointing out that parts of chapter five were bolded when they shouldn't be. I honestly didn't notice that when I was writing it. Anyway, I have edited it so those parts are no longer in bold. Thanks.
Anyway, enjoy.
Chapter Six
"I'll read." No one protested as Remus stepped forward to take the book from Ron as they were all desperate to discover James' fate. While one among them wished many malicious things had happened to Potter (no guesses as to who) the rest were, well, restless to get on with the story, and hoped that the Auror was safe. Remus cleared his throat, before beginning to read in his naturally calm voice.
Hogwarts
"But I wanna find out what happened to dad!" Damien protested. Lily nodded in agreement.
"Perhaps this chapter will give us some clue Damy. Besides, I believe that Harry didn't kill me, don't you?" James asked.
"Well yeah…" if anyone picked up on the uncertainty in Damien's voice they didn't comment, for they themselves found themselves lacking the same faith James had in his son.
"This is just so unfair!" whined Damien.
"I don't whine!" Whined Damien. He received a very pointed look followed by an arched brow from Hermione, and flushed a deep red.
He was sitting in the Great Hall for his breakfast and was in an unusually foul mood. Ron Weasley and his fellow Gryffindors were all at the table and were sympathizing with the anguished teen.
"Anguished teen? That's a bit melodramatic." Commented Fred.
"Yeah, one would think you were in severe pain." George added.
"Like maybe-"
"If perhaps-"
"A very-"
"Incredibly-"
"Quidditch game-"
"That future you seems-"
"To be looking forward to-"
"Happened to be, I don't know-"
"Cancelled?" they finished together. "You know, because your dad is most likely in the hospital, and can't manage to drag himself out of bed to take you." Fred clarified. Laughter was heard and disapproving looks thrown, but the twins didn't care. They had successfully broken the tense atmosphere.
"I know it sucks man, but what can you do?" Ron said this while shovelling half a dozen pancakes onto his plate and smearing then with golden honey syrup.
"Honestly Ronald." Ron smiled sheepishly at Hermione as she shook her head at him.
"This was supposed to be the best game ever! I've been waiting weeks to go to it and now he just decides not to show up. I mean, not even an owl to say he had to cancel."
"WOAH." Damien turned to the twins. "How… how did you know that?"
"Guessed." They shrugged to disbelieving looks.
"Still whining about it Damien? I mean honestly it's only a game. Your father has other things to attend to you know."
"Like the many attractive nurses at St. Mungo's."
"Sirius!"
"Just because Prongs is married to you doesn't mean I am."
"Well…"
"Shut up James."
"Yes dear."
Hermione Granger joined the table with Ginny Weasley and sat down to glare at Damien Potter.
"What would you know about Quidditch, Hermione? After all, it's not something you can learn out of a book!" Damien spat at her.
"Damien!"
"Future mum, remember?"
"I hope you don't always treat your friends like that."
"I swear I don't mum." Damien reassured. "Right guys?" His friends nodded.
"He's probably just stressed about something Professor Potter." Hermione assured Lily.
He was usually not this rude to anyone but Hermione was always annoying him about something or another, just because she was the new fifth year prefect.
Hermione looked at her badge proudly, and Ron rolled his eyes.
"Oh come now Damy, I am sure your dad had something important come up. After all, he's not one to miss such a big game either." said Ginny comfortingly.
"Damn right I'm not!"
'That's actually a good point' thought Damien. Why would his dad miss such a game? He was about the biggest fan of Quidditch ever, so much so that he was the Hogwarts best chaser for Gryffindor in his school days. The trophy was still in the trophy room on the third corridor.
James' smug look was wiped off his face when Lily turned to him and raised an eyebrow. "Whipped." Sirius whispered to Remus, who sniggered before resuming his reading.
"He could have sent an owl." mumbled Damien but was now beginning to get worried about his dad. He had only run into him once since he had got back from his Auror duties. He had looked pretty tired and run down but his dad was never one to complain. Damien hoped that he was okay and just 'forgot' about the game and was still sleeping in.
"I'm sorry Damy." James said quietly. As Damien opened his mouth to say that there was nothing to be sorry for, James raised a hand to silence him. "No, honestly Damien. You shouldn't have to worry about me, worry about my safety! That's not something an eleven year old should have to do!"
"Well, technically, twelve year old me is thinking these thoughts…" Damien said weakly. "Besides, I worry because I love you dad, and that's not going to change."
"Awwww." Sirius batted his eyelashes, effectively ruining a family moment. "Pup, you're so cute!"
"Shut up Uncle Siri!"
He looked over at his friends to take his mind away from disturbing thoughts.
"So what are you guys up to today?" He asked since it was Saturday and the students could do whatever they pleased.
"Probably go see Hagrid and then go to Quidditch practise." replied Ron with just about the same enthusiasm that Damien felt right now.
"Cheer up you old sods*!" The twins shouted.
"Language!"
Ron and Damien were quite good friends even though they had a three year age gap. Ron had five older brothers but he fancied having a younger brother rather than a sister.
"Oh really." Ginny looked dangerous, causing her brother to shrink away from her.
"You know I love you Gin!"
"Hmmm."
Even though he dotted on Ginny,
"Better." Ginny smiled sweetly.
he always said that a younger brother would have been cool. Damien, being the only child,
"Not anymore" Damien said happily.
was hungry for any sibling relationship. The Weasleys treated Damien like family.
"Sounds cool, think I'll join you." replied Damien, if he couldn't watch the match today he would play in one himself.
"That's the spirit Pup!"
"What about you Ginny, fancy a game?" he asked the red headed girl, as she was bent over the table whispering urgently with Hermione.
"What! I…oh…no…no thanks Damy. I have stuff to do in the library." she replied turning a little red as a blush crept to her cheeks.
"Oh no." Ginny groaned. "Not this!"
"What's wrong sweetheart?" Molly asked concerned. Ginny looked up and saw he whole room staring at her intently.
"Well, you all know about Hogsmeade.." Everyone nodded. "Well, as you know, I was rescued by someone, and, well, I've kinda been trying to find out who…"
"She's bloody obsessed mum!" Cried Ron, wearing an amused expression at Ginny's embarrassment. Ginny glared at him.
"Ginny, you have to understand, you may never find this boy and-"
"But I already have mum!" Ginny snapped.
"Whatever do you mean Miss Weasley?" McGonagall asked.
"Well, these books, they've, they've given me a clue." Ginny stammered. "Well, the guy who rescued me was wearing a mask, a silver mask just like-"
"Harry's" Lily finished. "You think it was Harry."
"Well it would certainly explain why his eyes seemed familiar, Professor. After all, I have you for Potions all the time."
"Interesting…." Dumbledore murmured. "It would seem our Harry has a saving people thing."
"Albus, while Miss Weasley's saviour may be Harry, one girl doesn't mean he has a hero complex!" McGonagall protested. "Let's be realistic, he may have just found her attractive!" Ginny flinched, distraught that her saviour only saved her for her looks.
"Indeed Minevra. However, we don't know if Miss Weasley was the only person Harry has saved, do we." With a twinkle in his eye, Dumbledore nodded to Remus to start reading again.
Damien shared a look with Ron and both boys sighed and rolled their eyes.
"Ginny, girl give it up, you are not going to find him." Ron tried to tell the stubborn girl.
"Well I did, so ha!" Ginny looked smug.
"Whatever Ronald! Just mind your own business." She snapped at him.
Ron sighed and turned to Damien. Both boys had their fun at ridiculing and teasing the girl senseless for the last two months, but now they were starting to feel sorry for the clueless girl.
"Hey! Ginny cried outraged, at the same time as a furious Molly turned on Ron, and an angry Lily turned to Damien.
"Ronald Weasley!"
"Damien Potter!"
"I am absolutely DISGUSTED!"
"You should be ashamed of yourself!"
"She's your sister!"
"She's your friend!"
"You are supposed to support-"
"Show her you support her-"
"Disgraceful behaviour-"
"-Ashamed of yourself-"
"APOLOGISE!" The furious redheads finished with a yell. Damien and Ron shrunk away, before turning to an amused looking Ginny.
"Sorry Gin."
"Yeah we really are. We should have supported you. Sorry."
"Ah its alright, Hermione always supported me." At this Molly and Lily looked even madder, outraged that their sons didn't show Ginny the same support Hermione did. However, sensing another outburst Remus quickly began reading again, to the gratitude of the boys he had just saved.
Just over two months ago Ginny had had a near death experience.
Molly whimpered as she remembered the day she nearly lost her only daughter. Lily gave her a reassuring smile, knowing what it was like to lose a child. Lily was immensely relieved that Ginny didn't die that day, thankful that her friend wouldn't have to go through what she did.
It was when she had gone to Hogsmeade on her school trip. Her family were also visiting Hogsmeade and were all meeting up for lunch. Suddenly while they were in the Three Broomsticks having drinks, there was frantic shouting and commotion outside. It turned out the several Death Eaters had come and were terrorizing the people of Hogsmeade looking for someone. Ginny was told by her family and teachers to get back to Hogwarts along with all the other students. Her two eldest brothers along with her father had run outside to fight off the Death Eaters.
Ginny was doing just as she was told but was cornered just as five Death Eaters had burst into the pub and began terrorizing their way through the students and adults. Ginny did the most sensible thing she could, she ran along with Hermione and some other kids to the back of the pub and out into an alleyway. They ran hand in hand,
"Smart, keep together." Moody grumbled. Hermione looked proud as holding hands had been her idea.
no idea where they were heading as long as it was as far away from the Death Eaters. Unluckily they ran straight into a group of four Death Eaters. They had grinned wickedly and decided that the two girls were perfect for having a little fun.
Cries of outrage were heard throughout the room, everyone furious at the thought of the filthy Death Eaters harming the underage witches.
Ginny and Hermione ended up running into an old building and began climbing the stairs to hide from the horrid men.
"No, no, no. You're going to get yourselves corned." Molly worried, forgetting that her daughter was safe, sitting on the couch opposite her surrounded by her friends.
Unfortunately they had been followed by these men and the two girls were forced to run to the top of this old abanded building. It had something like twenty floors and the poor girls were completely exhausted when they reached the top. They quickly realised that they were trapped on the roof of this tall building by the Death Eaters. They had laughed and ridiculed the girls.
"Oh sweethearts." Molly was crying now, hating how her daughter and her friend were being treated. She knew they must be terrified.
Both were near tears and didn't know how they could survive. Both had their wands and had taken them out in a feeble attempt to protect themselves. Even Hermione, being in fifth year at Hogwarts, didn't know any defensive spells that could protect her or the younger girl.
"Well that has to change." James said, to nods from all the other Aurors.
"Perhaps the next Defence Against The Dark Arts teacher should be an Auror." Dumbledore mused to McGonagall, who nodded her approval at the idea.
Just as both girls were losing any hopes of survival, the doors burst open and Charlie Weasley followed by three other young boys came to the rescue, and started duelling the Death Eaters. It was then that Ginny was almost hit by a spell that had gone off track. Ginny had managed to dodge the spell, thanks to her training in Quidditch, but lost her balance and since she was backed up against the edge of the roof she went toppling over it.
Ginny flinched, remembering how scared she had felt.
She had just managed, by a streak of luck, to hold on to a dangling wire from the edge of the roof. She clung on for dear life but could tell that the wire was not strong enough to hold her weight. Charlie had appeared over the edge and was just leaning over to grab her when two things happened at once.
"God Ginny, I'm so sorry." Charlie apologised. "You, you could've died."
"But I didn't. Harry saved me." Ginny said happily, missing Charlies growl of anger at the reminder that the Dark Prince had saved his little sister.
Charlie was grabbed from behind by a Death Eater and the wire that was saving Ginny's life snapped. Ginny went plummeting down twenty floors. She screamed and closed her eyes, not wanting to see the ground and her death rushing up to meet her. But before she hit the ground she was suddenly grabbed by a pair of strong hands. She felt her head slam against a strong chest and she instinctively threw her arms around the person and clung on for dear life.
"Is that-" Lily began.
She could feel the rushing air in her face and knew that they were flying. She forced her brown eyes open and looked at the person that had saved her from a truly horrible death. Emerald eyes met hers and she felt instantly drawn into them.
"Harry." Lily breathed. Joy overcame everyone in the room (Minus Charlie and Snape) at the confirmation that it was indeed Harry who saved Ginny.
She blinked the tears away from her eyes, not sure if it was the air or her near death that had brought them out. Her mysterious saviour had his face covered in a sliver mask and other than his eyes, nothing was visible. She realised that they were flying on a broom and that the speed that they were going at was phenomenal.
"So he's a good flier too?" James grinned.
"Must have his father's talent, heh Prongs?" Sirius nudged the happy James, whose smile grew wider. He was so happy, Harry had his looks and skill.
"Wonder if he has anything else in common with me?" James wondered.
"I hope he hasn't go your ego." Lily muttered.
"And we all hope he didn't get your temper Lils." Sirius cheekily said. Lily threw him a furious look.
She couldn't open her mouth to speak. There was too much air rushing at her. She moved her face away from the direction of the wind and instead buried her face into this mysterious guy's chest. She felt oddly comforted by this person. He has one strong arm around her waist and one on the broom, flying exceptionally well.
"Someone's got a crush." Damien teased Ginny, her blush confirming his words. Molly looked disapproving, until she glanced at the photo of Harry. She grudgingly accepted that she would be happy to have her daughter date the boy. Charlie, however, was furious that his sister would even consider liking a killer.
Ginny only became aware of her surroundings when she felt her feet hit the solid ground and she was shakily taken off the broom and placed gently on the ground. She looked up and realised she was sitting just outside the gates of Hogwarts. She could see some teachers, in the distance, hastily make their way towards her. She looked up at her saviour again. He had mounted off his broom and was leaning over her as if to make sure she was okay. Ginny became aware that she was trembling and silently thanked the fact that she was sitting down otherwise she would have collapsed onto the ground.
"You okay?"
Ginny gasped slightly, the voice sounded so young. She had thought this person was a lot older, with the whole saving her thing and flying like a professional Quidditch player. His voice was gentle but also strong at the same time. 'He can't be more than a year or two older than me' Ginny thought. Before she could reply the boy looked up and saw the Hogwarts teachers running toward them. Without another word he mounted his broom and kicked off the ground.
"Oh Harry." No one knew if Lily was proud or sad that her son flew away after rescuing Ginny. Maybe it was a bit of both.
"Wait!" cried Ginny but it was too late. The boy with the brilliant emerald eyes was gone. Ginny wasn't even aware when Professor McGonagall and Professor June reached her and led her back up to the castle.
Since then Ginny had become obsessed with her saviour. She had spent hours just talking to Hermione, and anyone else that would listen to her, about him, about how beautiful his eyes were, how strong his arms were, how softly spoken he was.
"Sorry. I guess I was a little obsessed." A very embarrassed Ginny blushed.
"Don't be sorry. It's adorable. Oh I hope Harry likes you back." Lily squealed, to an excited nod from Molly.
Hermione had felt so sorry for her. She could see how infatuated Ginny had become with this mysterious boy, and why shouldn't she? After all, he had saved her life. She decided that she would help her in any way that she could to try and find out the identity of this 'green-eyed wonder'.
"Thanks 'Mione." Ginny smiled at the girl, who smiled back.
Ginny was convinced that the boy must have come to Hogwarts at some point since he was only a little older than her and must have had an education.
Lily gasped. "Harry's never been to Hogwarts." She looked down sadly, and James squeezed her hand reassuringly.
"He will. Once he's back, he can go to Hogwarts. I'm sure he'll want to. He can make friends, I'm sure that he doesn't have any, after all he was living with him." Lily smiled at her husband, pleased at the thought of her son going to Hogwarts.
"Can you imagine Malfoys face when we become friends with the most powerful kid in school? He'll be so jealous!" Ron exclaimed, to Damien, Hermione, Fred, George and Ginny's excited smiles. Their parents smiled at how happy their children were, and James and Lily were pleased that Harry would be friends with some nice Gryffindor friends. They would accept any friendships Harry had, but they were pleased that he had the chance to be close to kids they approved of.
Also she was convinced that she had seen those green eyes before, maybe he was an older student she had seen in the corridors or someone who had gone to school in the days of Bill or Charlie and had come over to the Burrow once. She was becoming more and more desperate in her search to find him, and was spending every available moment going through the old yearbooks in the library looking for him. Hermione had tried to point out the fact that Ginny had not seen his face and therefore wouldn't be able to recognise his photo, but Ginny had dismissed this by simply saying that she would 'recognise those emerald eyes anywhere'.
"Except on my face." Lily commented to a very embarrassed Ginny.
Ron had not been at Hogsmeade that day, since he had taken a bludger to the head the previous day, and was recovering in the hospital wing. Therefore he had not seen the severity of the situation and had relentlessly teased Ginny about her 'mystery bloke'.
"Sorry Gin." Ron apologised again, catching the glare his mother sent his way.
'Maybe he's just really ugly which is why he was wearing that mask.'
"My son isn't ugly!" James cried.
he would say to her causing Ginny to dive for her wand and hex him into the next century.
Fred and George laughed, proud of their sister.
However now, two months later Ginny was still as determined as ever to find him, and Ron was beginning to feel sorry for his sister.
"Don't feel sorry for me Ronald." Ginny hissed. She hated it when people felt pity for her. Growing up in such a large family had taught her to be just as tough as her brothers, and she never accepted pity from anyone.
"Come on Gin, Look at the day outside, it's perfect for a game, you can continue your pointless search later on." he said, obviously thinking that this was the right way to convince her.
"It's not." Ginny snapped.
Ginny fixed him with a death glare before motioning to Hermione that they better get going. Before they had left the hall though, a very puffy eyed and worried looking Lily Potter had entered the hall looking frantically over to the Gryffindor table.
"Oh no. James-"Lily's hand trembled as she reached for her husband. In all the excitement that came with Harry saving Ginny, she, and everyone else, had forgotten the danger James was in.
She spotted Damien immediately and rushed over to him, nearly knocking the two girls to the floor in the process.
"Oh…Sorry girls…Sorry!" she mumbled as she continued to rush over to her son.
"Damien!...I need to speak to you…come with me!" she spoke quickly to him, completely ignoring the rest of the Gryffindor's that were eyeing her suspiciously.
"Good morning to you too mum." Damien replied cheekily but stopped as he took in his mothers very worried face and tearstained cheeks.
"Mum!...What…What happened!" he asked as he rose out of his chair.
"Professor Potter, is everything okay?" asked Ron who was also now standing up and looking at his friends mum with a bewildered expression on his face.
Lily, however either didn't hear him or completely ignored him.
"Damien, come with me now!" and with that she gripped Damien's arm and led him out of the hall. Once they were in the main hall she stood with Damien facing her and quickly pulled out a small colourful ball.
"Portus" she whispered and told Damien to hold onto the ball. Damien did as he was told and three seconds later felt a familiar pull at his naval as he and his mother used a port key to leave Hogwarts.
Damien felt his feet hit the ground and momentarily lost his balance. He pulled himself up to his feet and looked around his surroundings and felt his heart plunge into his stomach. He was standing in St Mungo's Hospital.
"Oh thank Merlin." Sirius leaned back, relieved. Seeing the confused looks he was receiving he explained, "Dead people don't go to St Mungo's. James is gonna be fine." Now his relief was shared by everyone, except Severus, who couldn't help but be a little disappointed.
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"What the hell do you think that was about?" asked a thoroughly confused Ron.
"I don't know, but I have never seen Professor Potter like that before." Hermione replied staring at the open doors of the hall.
"You don't think it has something to do with…with Mr Potter, do you?" asked Ginny in a small voice.
"Good deduction skills, Miss Weasley." Sirius imitated Moody's gruff voice to laughter.
Everyone at the table looked away from each other, too afraid to answer. The war was getting more and more established and the light side were losing more than they could afford.
"This bloody sucks." said Ron in a small voice. Everyone couldn't help but agree.
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Phew. So this update came early cuz I'm still feeling guilty about the late update from last time. Once again, please review!
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