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from the war, Harry and Ginny go back to see the Dursleys one last time. . letter and, thanks to the ministry, he had a London address that his aunt could mail the reply. . I'd like you to meet my girlfriend, Ginny Weasley. Harry hadn't seen the Dursleys now for seven whole years. the outcome and indifferently assuring her of their safety, as well as enclosing a return postal address. “Plus, you haven't had the pleasure of meeting them. Consequently, it was only a few short hours later when Harry and Ginny pulled up in the rarely- used. Characters:Harry/Ginny, Hermione Granger, Other, Ron Weasley Summary: *** The author has been reminded via the e-mail address on file that this story is.
I can let Harry know. You know, you're not half as bad as Harry used to describe you. It probably hadn't been good. Right before they both hung up, Dudley heard the loud voice again. Thank god that phone call was over. Now, three months later, Dudley was Norma's wedding and was positively unhappy.
Firstly, Harry hadn't arrived yet and Dudley was both excited and nervous for his arrival. The only other person Dudley knew at the wedding was Norma, and he couldn't exactly spend the whole night hanging out with her, could he? And he was excited to see Harry again for the first time in two years.
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Despite their rocky past, Dudley, at least, considered Harry a friend, and they had some catching up to do. Secondly, about an hour ago Dudley had spied an absolutely beautiful girl with long red hair and warm brown eyes in a lovely dark purple dress, sitting by herself at a table. Since Dudley had recently replaced all his fat with muscle, he was actually quite popular with women at his university.
So he had approached her and asked her quite kindly if she would like to dance.
The redhead had politely declined, which left Dudley feeling disappointed and more than a little confused. After a thoroughly uneventful hour the most interesting event that took place was a bridesmaid tipping the punch bowl over her boyfriend's head when she discovered him kissing another woman in a dark cornerDudley began to worry that his cousin was never going to arrive.
He had been keeping an eye on the beautiful redhead, who had been approached and asked to dance by several other men a few of whom, Dudley noticed, were far more attractive than himself, which only further added to his confusionand each time she gently rejected them.
Normally Dudley would have thought that she was taken and had a boyfriend, yet she continued to sit at a table all by herself. Finally, when curiosity about the girl was about to drive him insane, Dudley decided to go talk to her. He walked over and dropped into the seat next to her. Well, she had broken up with him. There was a long pause, and the girl sighed. I am so not one of those girlfriends who's always pining over their boyfriends. Two more guys tried to ask out the redhead but she rejected them both, each reply snappier and ruder than the last.
And finally, just as Dudley was giving up all hope on seeing his cousin Harry at the wedding, he spotted a familiar figure approaching the outdoor wedding venue from the nearby forest. As the figure got closer, he realized it was his cousin. But yet it wasn't his cousin. This Harry was much taller and more filled out than the scrawny boy that had lived under the stairs for eleven years. This Harry walked with much more confidence than the tiny cousin that Dudley used to torment.
Harry was wearing a clean white button-down shirt, rolled up at the elbows, and black slacks. His hair was messier than ever and he still wore his familiar glasses. As he was walking toward the venue, Harry seemed to recognize his cousin and started towards Dudley.
He came up and slapped Dudley on the back, shaking his hand. I take it you got my message, then? I didn't know if you were coming or not…" "Sorry about that," his cousin apologized. The Auror's office is keeping me busy. But anyway, how've you been doing? You still seeing that girl Margaret, was her name?
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Think I should go say hello? She's not very friendly to blokes who-" But Harry was already on his way over to the girl. As they locked eyes, Harry felt an uncomfortable shiver of foreboding tickle his spine. And so it begins, he thought warily, fighting the urge to run screaming in the opposite direction. Harry inhaled nervously before replying. Hermione gave a tentative wave while Ron looked determinedly at his feet. Do you understand me?
As if to underscore the seriousness of his point, Uncle Vernon clutched his left arm, let out a strangled howl of anguish, and collapsed in a massive heap on the ground. He leapt to his feet and tried to make a dash for his bedroom, but Ron and Hermione were too quick for him; grabbing his arms, they pulled Harry into the foyer just as the front door opened.
Petunia Dursley, whose horsy face was splotchy and tearstained, could hardly stand and was being half supported, half dragged through the doorway by her son Dudley. Upon seeing Harry and his friends, she let out an audible gasp and narrowed her already beady eyes while Dudley instinctively grabbed his wide bottom and started backing slowly towards the nearest wall.
Before Harry could stop her, Hermione hurried towards the cowering Dursleys, her extended hand leading the charge. Aunt Petunia looked slightly green from trying to process so much information in so short a time. Harry didn't envy Kingsley Shacklebolt in the slightest as he tried to bring order to the chaos that the Death Eaters left behind. The Auror department had been gutted with so many killed over the last two years. The Department of International Magical Cooperation had been working overtime convincing Aurors from all over the world to relocate to the U.
How long would they need to rebuild? The Death Eaters were mostly rounded up and more supporters were being brought in daily for questioning. Those who supported Voldemort's line and had, up till May 2, enjoyed prestige and power were now finding themselves under intense scrutiny. Although Harry was dismayed at how many were willing to follow Voldemort's rule, he was delighted when he heard about the arrest of Delores Umbridge.
Her actions within the ministry as well as against the students of Hogwarts were going to be put before the Wizengamot. Harry had been asked to appear as a witness. Umbridge's trial wasn't the only one that needed his attention. He was also scheduled to appear for the trails of the Malfoy family as well. He still couldn't figure out if he was a witness for the prosecution or the defense.
After all, Narcissa did help him on that fateful morning. Her help may have been for her own reasons but he couldn't be upset about a mother desperate to find her son.
The first few days after the battle were the hardest as family and friends of the fallen converged on Hogsmeade. On Harry's suggestion, many of the dead were given the honor of having Hogwarts being their final resting place.
Dumbledore's tomb was no longer alone as the honored dead were laid to rest in one funeral procession after another. Harry himself had spoken during Fred's funeral, talking about the almost-brother he knew and loved. The next day he spoke once again as they laid Remus and Tonks side by side. He spoke of the honor he felt being part of their lives. He also attended the funeral of Colin Creevey. His father didn't want his son so far from his Muggle family so the story was spread that Colin was killed in a car accident.
Harry tried not to think about the story he'd been told by his aunt and uncle about how his own parents died. He knew that Colin's family were only trying to make sense of such a tragedy from a world they didn't understand. Now things were somewhat settling into an almost-normal pattern. Harry was staying at the Burrow offering and receiving comfort where he could. He and Ginny began taking long walks every evening, getting away from the eyes of the rest of the Weasley family.
Slowly he told her about the nine months they were apart, sparing no details with the exception of Ron's brief departure and telling her for the first time about the horcruxes. Ginny listened in horror when she found out the lengths Voldemort when to in order to become immortal. When Harry told her about Voldemort's 'unintended' horcrux, she needed to sit very suddenly along the peaceful, wooded lane where they were walking.
The very idea that Harry was carrying around a piece of Voldemort's soul! Yet it explained so much! His ability to see in Voldemort's thoughts and being a parslemouth! Harry's old insecurities surfaced and he wondered to himself if that would be too much for her.
Would she would not be able to touch him knowing that he was part of something so horrific? But no sooner had he though this, she took his face in between her hands and kissed him, hard.
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Soon the kiss softened and he felt the relief wash over him. Now life was starting to grind forward again. George went back to his joke shop to assess the damage.
He came home that evening with a worn look on his face and quietly pulled Ron aside to speak privately. The next day the rest of the family and Harry went to Diagon Alley and helped with the cleanup. The three former employees of Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes were on hand as well and the day was productive. Harry noticed that Ron and Hermione speaking seriously throughout the day as they worked.
Finally around suppertime, Ron approached George and spoke softly to him. George started to smile, the first they'd seen since before the battle and called everyone to attention. And also," George put a hand on Ron's shoulder, "I would like to introduce you to my new partner! Harry watched as Ron's face got as red as his hair and then Hermione ran to hug him and kissed him in front of everyone causing several people to start wolf-whistling.
Harry quickly glanced at Mr. Their smiles were evident, even from across the room. A few days later, Hermione went to the ministry and took a portkey to Australia. Three days later, they received news that she had found her parents and successfully removed the memory charm she had placed on them to keep them safe.
She said she was going to stay with them for a few weeks. Not only to spend time with them but to help them decide if they should return back to England or stay. They had grown to love Australia over the last year.
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Ron wasn't happy about her lengthy absence, but he understood her reasoning and tried not to complain. Besides, George was keeping him busy at the shop. It was obvious that Ron didn't have Fred and George's brilliance when it came to inventing their merchandise, but George had admitted that he did show promise.
Ron's self confidence had grown in the last few months and he seemed ready to grasp the bright future that was available to him. Now Harry was getting ready for another difficult task. He had sent a note to his Aunt Petunia asking if it would be alright if he came back to Privet drive and retrieved the rest of his possessions, if they were still there.
The Dursley's had returned two weeks ago to their home to find it none the worse for wear. The Death Eaters must have realized that no one would come back to that house as long as Harry was alive so, other than a walk through ransacking the place, they left the home intact.
Dedalus Diggle had returned to No. He had also checked the place from top to bottom for any 'unpleasant surprises' that the Death Eaters may have left. The entire house was clear. Harry's trunk and the possessions he felt wouldn't be necessary while hunting Voldemort were still in his bedroom. At first he thought of leaving the whole mess there.
But upon reflection, he remembered the golden egg from the second task of the Triwizard Tournament, his quidditch robes, his spellbooks and cauldron. He came to the conclusion that those things were an important part of his life and he wanted them back. So once more, he planned on going to Privet Drive. He had used Muggle post to send the letter and, thanks to the ministry, he had a London address that his aunt could mail the reply.
Her note was short saying that Saturday at 3 would be fine. They would expect him then. Harry had told his plans to the Weasleys that morning as they all sat the table eating breakfast when Ginny declared that Harry wasn't going without her.
She had fully expected an argument from Harry and was desperately trying to come up with a good reason for her to come along. She really did want to see where he had lived.