Posted: Fri Nov 10, 2006 11:06 pm Post subject: RolePlaying Reverie: A Life After Hogwarts or Not?
Several years had gone by since Harry Potter left Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and defeated countless Death Eaters though none of them were Voldemort in disguise. In order to keep his whereabouts secret, he began living in a small two bedroom cottage. The reason why he had two bedrooms is so that when Ron and Hermione come over to visit him, they will have a place to sleep though they never stayed long. Harry remember Ron and Hermione's wedding day, everybody was there except for the Malfoy's of course. Everytime he thought back to that day a smile cracked his lips, then the memory faded away from his mind.
There perched brilliantly was the scarlet bird that once belonged to the greatest wizard in the world. Fawkes was stood high on his golden perch in Harry's bedroom. Headmistress McGonagall sent him to Harry as a gift because there was no need for her to keep him. Harry talked to Fawkes so much since he lived on his own that it become his routine. One day while Harry was out to Diagon Alley, he had come back and Fawkes wasn't on his perch. He searched the whole house wondering where he could've gone to, then he came into his room and saw the window open. He thought, "Maybe McGonagall called him for something at Hogwarts?" and he just continued to lay on his bed awaiting something. Then just as he was about to fall into a restless sleep there was a sound that echoed throughout the entire house. It startled Harry so much that he fell off the bed and grabbed his wand out of his bedside drawer, when his mind had come to rest he realized it was only the doorbell. He hesitated whether or not to answer the door, but then he thought, "Why would Voldemort or a Death Eater use a doorbell?" after this thought he knew that it wasn't that at all.
He raced down the narrow staircase and across the living room to the front door. He placed his hand on the doorknob and asked, "Who's there?" in a almost disguised voice.
Through the door he heard what sounded like a young female respond, "Veronica Randall, I work for the Daily Prophet and I'm here to ask you some questions. Is that okay?" and then there was the sound of chains and hooks along with charms being muttered. The door came open and that's when Harry got full view of her, she came up to his shoulders. Her blonde hair half way down her back, and her hazel eyes glistened in the afternoon sun. She smiled at him as he let her inside and led her onto the couch in the living room. Harry sat down on the couch beside her as she place her clipboard in her lap, he noticed that she didn't have any rings on any of her fingers. Not even rings for decoration, he wondered why. Before he could bite his tongue he asked her, "Are you dating anyone, I was just wondering because I noticed you don't have any rings or anything like that on your hands?" and he almost knocked himself out with his fist when she started giggling.
Then she straightened herself up and explained, "I'm not dating anymore, I use to but there were some problems. I don't have any rings because I don't have anyone to give me rings and it would just look sad if I buy them for myself." and Harry thought about what she had said as he nodded his head.
Then................................................................................
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Within a few minutes the interview was over and Harry had the rest of the day to himself, as always. He continued sitting on the couch, even after the reporter left and he began to lose himself in the blazing embers of the fire in the mantel. Before he knew it he had fallen asleep on the soft cushion of his couch, and the room went into darkness around him. He is now in a dream of no realness, no connection with the world at all. Then suddenly he wakes up startled with his hair messier than before he went to sleep, and his glasses lop-sided across his face. Something had woken him up, but what could have woken him up like that? It was so sudden, and so quick. He struggled off the couch blindfully while putting his glasses back on right, and then he heard it again. This time it was like there was someone else in the room, because he heard voices. Only he couldn't figure out if the voices were in his head after living alone for so long, or if there were actually people in his house somewhere. Harry shoved his shoes onto his feet and ran outside to see if he can find the source of the voices. He could still hear them, but the further he got from the house they faded so he ran back into the house and searched top to bottom. He searched his room last and just so happened to be the loudest, then a thought occured to him. "Could it be a disembodied voice? Is my house haunted?" he thought as he sat slowly on the bed and looked to the closet door. He got an idea and ran over quickly to the closet door and pulled it open, only his clothes hung on their racks and his shoes at the bottom. He closed the door again and then he heard, "A weird one isn't he?" it was a female's voice talking to a male who had said, "Yes he is, I wonder how long it will be before he realizes."[/i] and the man laughed as the girl joined him in laughter. Then a loud crack filled Harry's ears, he looked down and saw a tiny house elf looking up at him with a beaming smile.
Harry stared at the tiny smiling creature for a minute until it spoke in a high pitched voice, "Hello Harry!" and then he knew who it was.
He straightened up and replied, "Dobby? What are you doing here, you're suppose to be at Hogwarts."
Dobby smiled and said, "The Headmistress ordered Dobby to accompany Harry at his house, because she thought that Harry Potter might be lonely." he finished with a big grin as if he had explained everything.
Harry continued to stare at him and asked, "Do you know anything about the voices? Have you heard them?" and at first Dobby looked scared then he violently shook his head no.
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"Dobby are you sure you know nothing about the voices" asked Harry a second time
Dobby looked from side to side, and started to jerk his hea sidewards, towards harry's bed "No sir I know nothing of the noises I heard nothing" and still jerking his head.
Harry walked over to his bed and took the mattress straight off, underneath were two large snakes.
"The house elf told on us" they said together, this time with a hiss.
"He did indeed" replied Harry, now speaking parseltongue.
"We came to see the famous Harry Potter and see if he really was a parseltongue, like those nasty death eaters were saying" replied the female. "We thought you might be able to help us with something and in return we will give you the whereabouts of The Dark Lord has put Ginny Weasley" she continued.
Harry did not trust snakes, even though he was a Parseltongue, he still did not trust them, something to do with their slithery slimey way and the fact that they were the emblem of the Slytherin House at Hogwarts told him all he needed to know about them, but still, if they were able to help him with finding Voldemort and finding whatever was left of Ginny, he was willing to give them a try.
"What can I do for you?" he asked them cautiously.
"You can help us, by killing Voldemort"
"Why do you want him dead?" asked Harry even more cautiously he then continued with "I mean I want him dead for what he has done to all those who I love, and of course for Ginnys disappearance, but why are you willing to help me? what is in it for you?"
The male snake replied "We hate him, with more passion than is possible for any being. he treats us snakes as though we are his property and he has put one of us as his slave, his H-H-Horcrux. We hate him" said the snake as it rose into the air. "I will help you" replied Harry.
the two snakes looked at each other and nodded.
"This is where Voldemort is?" asked Harry sceptically as he looked around the dungeon. It was a rather dull plain looking one, with slime all over the walls, and a small river/stream running through it. it looked like he was standing in a sewer tunnel not the lair of a man whose most loyal followers were the cream of the Wizarding society, or at least WERE the cream of Wizarding society until their true allegences were shown, but still it just didnt seem quite right to him. Just as all this was finishing running through Harrys head though he heard the reply "Why yes I believe it is Where I am" The voice was so cold and pentrating and could not belong to no one else but .....
Harry turned around and saw Voldemort standing behind him. He looked to the side and the two snakes had disappeared and standing together was none other than Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy.
"There you go master, you knew it would work, luring him here for his loved one"
"Yes it did work, and I have something to show you", said Voldemort to Harry. Voldemort flicked his wand and sent Harry's wand flying to Narcissa and then with another flick, in floated a mangled and dismembered body, that of Ginny Weasley. Harry stared at the body and tears fell from his eyes, but just as thoughts of running to her body and holding it in his arms were slowly starting to enter his head, so did the words "Avada Kedavra", in Voldemorts Cold voice and a green light flashed.
Harry woke in a sweat. He looked around and then he heard them again, The voices.
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He sat in his cold sweat as he listened to the voices, "Is he okay, he doesn't look good." said the female's voice sounding concerned for him. Then in reply the male's voice said, "He'll be fine, but do you think it's necessary to do this?" and the woman then sounded as she had begun crying.
Through her tears Harry heard her say in a muffled voice, "Of course it's necessary! Do you not care about him anymore?" as she and Harry waited for a reply the reporter was still sitting on the couch watching Harry. Then the reporter spoke, "Are you alright?" and Harry violently turned his head towards her.
He asked breathlessly, "Did you hear them?" and she looked at him questioningly and she replied, "Hear who?". That's when Harry realized that the voices are obviously in his head trying to drive him mad, so he decided that it would be best not to mention to the reporter that he was hearing voices since she works for the Daily Prophet. Harry continued looking at her and responded, "So, what happened?"
She stared him down like he had just committed a crime or something, "You just fainted, then sprung up when I was getting ready to leave scaring the heck out of me, then you had a frightened look on your face. Are you okay Harry?" and he just continued to watch her.
He straightened up, "I hope so." was all he said not wanting to reveal too much to her knowing that it would end up in the paper the next day. She then looked at her clipboard and added, "Look if you're not telling me anything because I have this clipboard in my hand, you don't have to worry about it. I won't say anything that would be too personal for you to see in print for everyone to read, I'm not Rita Skeeter! Even though she is my aunt, but I promise that you can tell me anything Harry. How about I put away the clipboard, would that make you feel more comfortable?"
Harry had explained to her about the disembodied voices, and the dreams as they exchanged ideas of what could be happening. "Thank you for opening up to me Harry, and for trusting me." and Harry smiled, for the first time for as long as he could remember. Harry replied, "You promise you won't talk about this to anyone else?" and she nodded and assured him with this answer, "Harry, I never make a promise that don't intend to keep. I only want to help you."
"Why?"
"Because, it's what I do. See you later Harry, I have to get back to the office now before my dad blows up!" and they laughed together as Harry said, "Alright," but before she went out the door he asked, "Will you ever come back?"
She looked back at him from the door, "Alright, how about when I get off work, how does that sound?" and Harry smiled and replied, "Great, thank you so much! You've been a real help Veronica." and they smiled as she opened the door, Harry reached out and gave her a friendly hug, "See you later, Veronica."
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Harry awaited Veronica's return and at 6pm that night the doorbell rang again. He went forwards to open it, holding a bunch of flowers and with a speach well rehearsed in his head. He opened the door and without thinking thrust the roses out infront of him and into his guests hands and recited "I know this might sound strange and early and all, but I did love someone else who has gone missing and though I am not willing to replace her, I am willing to try another loving realtionship, its just that everyone who loves me goes away or gets killed or disappears so i think it would be best if we were only friends to start. Anyway all I have to say is enter this at your own risk".
"Ok.... Um Harry I know that Ginnys disappearance upset you and all, but you know I am already very happily married. Remember you were there, to Hermione." replied Ron
Harry broke into a small smile and said, well, if you dont mind they were for someone else."
"Who?" asked Ron
Harry told Ron all about the days events. Rons eyes bulged further and further as Harry told him about the events of the day.
"So you were expecting this Veronica bird, the one related to Rita Skeeter, to show up! Ok that expalins the welcome. Oh well I came around to talk to you about Hermione, she has this idea on how to find You-Know-Who, come around to the house tomorrow and we will talk about it. Well I gotta go so....."
Just then the doorbell rang. "Oh it might be her" said Harry
"Yeah well just tell her that little story you told me and she will be fine, I think, I mean if I were that way inclined, It would have worked for me!" laughed Ron he then walked to the back door and called "Good Luck" and left.
Harry walked to the door and answered it, this time it was Veronica and he stood frozen staring at her for thirty seconds holding the flowers beside him, just staring at her. "Oh um sorry, come in" he said beckoning her into the house.
"Oh thanks, um sorry I cant stay long"
"Oh ok, um, oh here these are for you" said Harry handing her the flowers
"Oh how beautiful, thank you Harry, but um youknow you and I are only friends, nothingm ore can come of it."
"yeah no thats fine, friendship is probably a safer alternative to anything else anyway, you know what with Voldemort trying to kill me and all." replied Harry nodding and looking down. "um come in and sit down, we can talk" he continued.
"Oh I would like that" replied Veronica
Harry and Veronica spent hours just talking and then after realising the time she left. Leaving Harry alone with his thoughts.
Harry walked up to his bedroom and lay on his bed. And fell into an uneasy sleep, dreaming of Voldemort torturing someone (a female he could not wuite work out who) and then of his last night alone with the woman he loved. He then woke up to a female voice saying "I wonder if he is dreaming about her?"
"No I doubt it" replied the male voice
Harry sat bolt upright looking around, the voices had gone again, but fawkes had returned, and he had a letter address to harry, in Ron's writing.
Harry removed the letter from fawkes leg and saw straiht away that there was tears upon it. Without hesitation he tore it open. The letter inside riped out his heart as he read of how one of his bst friends, Hermione, had died the night before. At the hands of Draco Malfoy.
Harry crumpled the letter up tightly in his fists as tears bursts from his eyes, "How, how could this happen? Why?" and Harry was now crying so much that he didn't hear the voices talking back and forth to each other. He tossed himself back onto the bed to relish in his thoughts when a clear view of Veronica came into his sight. He told himself that nothing more can come of this, and he tried his hardest to forget her. Though as he slept again that night, she kept popping up in his sleep, along with Hermione's lifeless body with Ron crying over her. The whole time Veronica kept repeating, "Harry nothing more can become of us, we can be nothing more than just friends" but the more she said it, the more it pained him. Even though it's only a dream, he could still feel the hurt.
Then without warning he was awoken by Fawkes's screeching, and the voices were still chatting away. He ignored them this time and started to get in the shower when another female voice joined in with a giggle. Only she sounded around Harry's age, while the other sounded older. He hopped in the shower quickly, then hopped out and finished getting dressed quickly.
Harry headed down to have breakfast after feeding Fawkes, he seemed to not eat much with the thought of Hermione, Voldemort, voices, and Veronica on his mind. He started out the door in his all black atire when Veronica apparated in front of him, "Hello Harry, what's with the black? Going to a funeral?" she asked him as he stood there staring at her.
"Oh sorry, I am going to a funeral, for one of my friends." he said in monotone but he didn't want her to see this side of him so he brightened up and said, "You look nice today, what's the occasion?" and she frowned slightly and began, "Harry remember how I told you I wasn't seeing anyone?"
"Yeah, and?"
"Well, I just wanted to see if you remembered," Veronica replied with a mustered up smile, "Harry, see you later." before she turned away Harry pulled her by the arm and kissed her. He didn't want to see her go, so he decided this would be best but not make anything more of it. He pulled away and said, "I know that nothing else can happen, but I had to. I understand if you don't want to come around anymore, and that's okay but I will always have these feelings for you. It will of course be best if nothing more became of us than friendship, because of Voldemort." and he started off down the path through the woods into town with Veronica standing there soaking in everything that he had just said. She began crying and apparated back to her house where her father waited for her.
His voice boomed throughout the entire house, "Why haven't you given me the interview with Harry Potter yet? I've given you two days!" and she trembled with terror clearly visible on her face.
She replied, "I'm sorry daddy, but I promised him!" and she stormed off to her room in a fit and turned on her radio to the song "I write sins not Tragedies" by Panic at the disco, as the lyrics mentioned I'd chime in with a, "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the god damn door?" and she turned it up louder so that no one could hear her screaming and cursing at the top of her lungs.
The streets of Diagon Alley were very empty today, and it almost seemed to be deserted somehow. Harry continued down the cobblestone streets to the small church that lay on the outskirts of Diagon Alley. Ron waited for him outside the Leaky Cauldron, Harry didn't realize this until he had got close enough to tell that Ron had been drinking heavily. "Ron? Maybe you should just hold onto me while I apparate us there," Harry suggested as he fell to the ground, "Bloody hell, how much have you been drinking?!" and he heaved his friend up and apparated to the church where everyone stood outside waiting for the ceremony to begin.
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Harry and Ron apparated straight to the outside of the church. Harrytlanded and looked around at the others, just about ready to fall over under the weight of Rons body. Arthur Weasley was the person standing closest to Harry and Ron. He looked worse than Ron did, but then you would expect that after all he had been through in the past couple of years.
After losing his wife, Molly, two years before in a ambush at their own home. The Weasleys moved after that, to somewhere Harry never knew as it was safer for the Weasleys if no-one knew where they lived. The eldest Weasley son, Bill, was also killed by the Death Eaters in that same fight, with Arthur, Ron, Hermione and Ginny all in St Mungos after the battle. Then not long after that the twins were killed in their shop in Diagon Alley. Then just a few months before Ginny disappeared on an assignment for the Order of the Pheonix and the Ministry and now Hermione had been killed. Percy Weasley, who was standing holding his father up, saw harry struggling with Ron and called over to Charlie to come and help. Charlie came and relieved Harry of Ron and they walked towards the Church. Everyone one else was starting to head in now that Ron and Harry had arrived. When Harry looked around here were most of their school class there, including Seamus, Dean, Lavander, Parvati. Luna Lovegood had turned up and so had The Creevy brothers. Headmistress McGonagall was there along with most of the school teachers. Harry, Ron, Charlie, Percy and Arthur were the last to enter the church. they had to stop as Percy turned around and said through tears Darkmarkexpellus. As all five of them heard this spell, they all burst into tears.
The reason for this was the fact that after the Twins had been murdered at their shop, Ron and Hermione moved in to keep running it, with heavier security and protection charms around the shop, that did not allow Death Eaters in. It was a spell that Hermione had developed and it involved the Dark Mark, that was attached to their arms. If a Death Eater tried to enter they would be not allowed to eneter, it worked as something similar to that of the Death Eaters spell in which only Death Eaters were allowed to enter, this one worked in reverse. Hermione, once working out that this spell worked (after an attack by Death Eaters) told the ministry about the spell and they had sent it around to all homes in the Wizarding World, that were non-death eater, with a note in Hermiones writing that was to be destroyed once you learnt the spell. (Hermione was the Secret Keeper for the spell)
All the Weasleys and Harry stood crying and after five minutes a kindly witch ushered them to their seats for the funeral to begin
The witchs and wizards gathered inside the tiny church, but it was strange how the millions of people could fit inside. Harry then remembered back to the tent at the Quidditch World Cup, how small it was on the outside and how it was like a house on the inside. Most of the seats towards the front were taken so they had all taken a seat in the back, and Harry looked over to Ron as he heard a light huffing from him. Ron was of course crying for the loss of his beloved wife, Harry placed a comforting hand on his best friend's shoulder because it wall he could do for him.
The minister stepped up to the podium and began his speech, "Ladies and gentlemen, we gather here today to mourn for this terrible terrible loss. Each and every one of us knew this young lady well, and in some way we were attached to her. Whether friend or family, we all cared for her deeply." when Harry craned his neck over the many heads he saw the man standing at his podium and even though it was far away he knew he was crying so he continued to listen as he spoke again, "Hermione played a part in all of us, and she was acceptionally bright for her age. Of course we all remember this of her, she proved her intelligence with every word she spoke. If there is anyone who wishes to come up and say a few words, then they shall do so now." and the minister waited for someone, Harry waited for Ron to get up. When Ron refused to get up and face that Hermione is gone, Harry stood up for him and walked up to the front and stood next to the minister who was a plump man with silvery white hair. Harry saw him closer and noticed he had one light blue eye, and one light grey eye. Harry smiled to the man who ressembled Dumbledore, then Harry frowned as he remembered his lost Headmaster. The minister spoke to him, "Are you alright dear boy?" and Harry looked up and nodded. He wiped away his tears and stood at the podium and pulled out his wand as he said, "Sonorus!" and he began his uprepared speech, "I didn't prepare anything but I thought that I might say some things about Hermione since I knew her really well. Hermione was a true true friend and was always there for me and my mate Ron, her husband, when we were in danger. She always pulled through for us, I remember once she had taken the blame for something Ron and I had done in our first year at Hogwarts. That was when there had been a Moutain Troll 'accidentally' let in, and Ron and I had to face it. When we got caught by the Professors she covered for us with a story, we were all a bunch of little misfits then. Ever since that moment Hermione has proved herself to be, intelligent as the minister said before me, brave, kind, and a great friend. There aren't even enough words to describe Hermione, but I must say this, if it weren't for Hermione I wouldn't be here now speaking to you. There were numerous times where she had saved me, for example there was this one time also in our first year where she saved Ron and I from the Devil's Snare because she knew what to do. Now as I turn to your coffin Hermione, I ask this favor of you, don't forget to remember us." and a tear slid down his cheek as an eruption of clapping filled the church and tons of people blowing the noses, and wiping their tears. Harry smiled from left to right across the room, and began back to his seat with the others.
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As harry sat back down ron turned to him and said, "There is something I have to show you, when we get back to the shop tonight" harry smiled at his best friend and said, "OK. can you give mea clue as to what it is?"
"No its a surprise" cried Ron.
They sat through the rest of the funeral with sobs and crying all around him. harry had tears cascading down his face, remembering all the times he had with Hermione, the happy and the sad.
When the funeral finished everyone went to the leaky cauldron for the wake. After that Harry and Ron walked down the cobbled street to the Joke shop and walked inside.
"I cant believe she is gone" cried Ron and he collapsed onto the chair in his living room. "Um Harry, there is something I need to show you" and Ron got back up and walked down the hallway. After about two minutes out walked Fluer, Bills widow, and she said. 'Ello 'Arry, in her french accent and gave him a small peck on the cheek. Not far behind her was Ron, carrying a small bundle in his arms that looked strangely like a baby. It was a baby.
"His name is William Gideon Weasley, He is two months old and I dont know how I am going to handle him now that Hermione is gone" Ron cried handing his son over to Harry. "Hermione wanted to know if you and fluer would be his God Parents, we never told anyone about him because it was safer that way, only Fluer in my family knows, I have to let Dad know soon, it might cheer him up to know that there is another Weasley in the world". Harry was now holding the William in his arms and looked up at Ron who was crying and replied "of Course I would love to be his God father, How about you Fluer?" and Harry turned his head to Fluer "I ave alreedy anzerd that queestion Arry it is a Yes from Me" and she smiled, but also had tears in her eyes.
After a hour of just holding and playing games with William Ron put him to bed and walked back out, slightly more happy than before. Harry looked at his best friend and before he could ask the question Ron said "So I guess you want to know how it happened?" harry nodded and turned his eyes onto Ron as he started to recount the events of the night before.
"I had just arrived home when we got a message from McGonagall to meet her at the Burrow. We have been using it as a meeting place now for the Order because the Death Eaters know that we no longer live there, so they dont go there anymore. Anyway when we arrived we were asked to go and check out someone called Victor Randall. He now runs the Daily Prophet and he is suspected of being a spy for You-Know-Who. Well we went to the address she supplied us and we were ambushed by Death Eaters, in the fight Draco Malfoy sent the Avada Kedavra curse at me, but I ducked and it missed me and hit Hermione, who was standing right behind me at the time" Ron looked at harry and with tears flooding his face and his voice now wavering he added "If I had known she was there behind me I would have taken the curse, Or I would havem oved her out of the way as well" Ron then collapsed on the floor in sobs.
Harry got up and moved to his friend and helped him to a chair. Harry then walked to the kitchen and prepared some tea for Ron, When Harry walked into the lounge room Ron was rummaging through a Desk. Harry walked to him and asked "Whats wrong Ron, What are you doing, come, sit down have some tea and i will look for what you arel ooking for."
Ron Replied "No no, i've found it!" A look of small triumph, mixed with the tragic saddness on his face.
"What is it, Ron?" asked Harry
"Hermiones Plan, she wrote it down you know what she was like, leaves everything written down somewhere, something to do with her love ofthe written word I think. But this" said Ron waving the piece of paper around "This is what she asked me to come and tell you about last night" He sat down on the lounge and opened it up and to Harry's astonishment it was a spell. A new and improved finding spell.
"What?" harry asked looking down at it.
"It helps you find the person you are looking for. If you have something of theirs you can find them to their exact spot." replied Ron excitedly
"What do I have of Voldemorts?" asked harry and then it dawned on him. "You mean, when I find the Locket, it will help me in locating The Hufflepuff cup, that snake of Voldemorts plus Voldemort himself!" harry said thoughfully and excitedly.
"Yes!" replied Ron with a smile on his face.
"Wow, I knew Hermione was smart, but a genius, wow, this is great!" Exclaimed harry
'Yeah I know, its just a shame Hermione wont be around to see it" replied Ron in growing amounts of tears.
Harry stayed at the shop that night, talking to his best friend Ron and reliving some of the adventures that He Ron and Hermione had shared. After ron had gone to bed Harry settled himself down on the lounge and started to doze off to sleep, just then her heard them again. The voices.
It was the young female this time, "Why isn't he at his house, doesn't he know that the girl is going to be there?" she asked the other two voices naively. The male huffed as the older female responded, "He just lost one of his best friends, he doesn't have time for some silly little girl that he just met yesterday!" and the younger female sighed.
The voices stopped, and Harry continued to comfort his best friend but he thought about her again. Then he remembered something and it was like a flash in his mind, "My name is Veronica Randall, and I work for the Daily Prophet!" and he looked back at Ron to ask, "Um, what was the man's name who was suspected of being a spy for Voldemort?" Ron winced at the name, "Sorry."
Ron nodded and replied, "Viktor Randall, why? Do you know him?"
Harry shook his head, "No, but I know his daughter, Veronica. She maybe in the same terrible situation that Draco was once in, in our sixth year. I have to help her before something happens to her!" and he stood to his feet and rushed to the door, "I'll be back as soon as I find her, but if I don't, then don't wait up for me!" and he was gone out the door. He ran the dark streets through the rain as the fierce wind blew hard on his face, he had to make it before it was too late.
Meanwhile...
"Veronica! Come down here!" called her father from his office downstairs, "I need to show you something!" and she put away her magazines and apparated down to her father's office.
"What do you want daddy?"
He smiled maliciously at her and rolled up his jacket sleeve of his right arm, "See this mark sweetie?"
"Yeah, that freak Voldemort branded you! I'm not stupid daddy!" Veronica outraged at him, "I just know right from wrong, and know what? This freak you're working for, is wrong!" and she started out the door just as it opened and Draco Malfoy came marching in.
He smirked, "Well, another fresh one soon to be branded, just like I was not too long ago! You should consider youself lucky to be given such an honor Veronica!" and he grabbed her hands quickly from behind her.
Veronica spat, "Oh yeah, then how come all I really feel is disgusted?"
Draco whispered into her ear, "Don't worry, it only hurts for a minute. Then Voldemort makes the pain go away, see he's not such a bad guy!"
Veronica hissed at him, "Oh really, then explain how inocent people ended up dead because of him!"
"Too many questions, it's time to be branded now!" Draco told her, throwing her against a bookcase and pulling out his wand. Just at that moment Harry burst through the doors and shouted, "EXSPELLIARMUS!" and he ran over to Veronica to help her up, "Don't worry, I'm going to get you out of here!" and he apparated her back to his house just Draco had shot the Avada Kedavra curse at them.
When they apparated back to Harry's house he laid her on the couch as she groaned in pain.
"Are you okay?" he asked hopefully as he smiled at her, "That was brave of you to try and fight back." and Veronica blushed.
"I should be okay in a few minutes, just a few bruises, nothing serious." ans she smiled at Harry as he gave her a sip of herbal tea, "Thank you Harry."
"No worries."
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Harry knealt down in front of Veronica and held her hanf.
"You are quite welcome to stay here as long as you like. There is a spare bedroom upstairs"
"thank you Harry, but you have already gone to so much trouble for me already, i dont think.." Veronica started, but harry interjected with
"No, its fine, i think it would be much safer for you anyway" Veronica smiled and said "thank you harry" and fell to sleep.
Straight away harry sent a message with Fawkes to ron to tell him why he had left. fter that he went to bed.
Harry was awoken in the middle of the night in a cold sweet and then he heard the voices again this tuime the male spoke "whay has he let her stay. She shouldnt be here"
"I know, but like we said before he is a strange one"
"Do you think we can trust her?"
"I dont know, we have to wait and see" Harry sat still listening to these voices, but just then he heard the door open and saw veronica at the door. "Um harry was there someon e up here with you?" she asked and then continued "I just heard heaps of voices"
At that Harrys mouth opened and he heard them whisper "She can Hear us too" from the female in a frightened Voice.
"There they go again" said veronica.
Harry looked at her and said "You can hear them too?"
"Of course I can hear them, they were just talking about me! Harry, who are these people and where are they?" Veronica asked as she looked around the room from where she stood, then she went to go look under the bed. All that was under his bed were clothes and dust, Harry smiled and said, "You won't be able to find them, I've already tried searching the whole house." and he hopped out of bed then threw his house robe on, "Since we're both up, how about some hot chocolate?" and Veronica stared at him for a minute.
She finally answered, "Sure, thanks," and the two of them walked down the stairs together, "Didn't realize how cold it could get in the middle of the night!" she finished shivering as they reached the landing. Harry handed her his house robes to keep warm and said, "Here, you need to keep warm." and he thought, "I've got long sleeved pajamas on anyway." then he smiled as he went into the kitchen to magically stir the cocoa.
Harry took out his wand and muttered, "Incendio" to make a small flame to heat up the cocoa, "It should be ready in a couple of minutes, so what do you want to do?"
Veronica sat on the couch opposite to a small fireplace as Harry heated the cocoa in the kitchen. She replied, "It doesn't really matter, I would just like to know about those voices. They really spooked me out!" and Harry chuckled as he made his way onto the couch.
"I was pretty spooked to when I first heard them, and to tell the truth I'm still spooked by them because I never know when they're going to start talking." Harry explained, then the two of them laughed about it. Then music turned on and the words sung into their ears, "Hold me, whatever lies beyond this morning is a little later on. Regardless of warnings, the future doesn't scare me at all!" and the two laughed.
"Funny how slow songs just turn on like that!" muttered Harry finding the remote to the stereo under his rear.
Veronica chuckled, "Yeah, it is!"
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Veronica looked into Harrys eyes and they moved in a little closer towatrds each other. Both of them stared longingly into each others eyes and they moved a little closer still to each other. Harry leant forward to kiss Veronica, when there was a loud noise outside.
Harry jumped up and grabbed Veronica and said,"grab your wand now" as the door burst open and there stood 10 Death eaters led by Bellatrix Lestrange. Harry dragged Veronica upstairs, with her blasting hexes behind them and the death eaters blasting Hexes up at Harry and Veronica.
Harry heard Bellatrix Lestrange call out "Head him off at the top of the stairs" and five death eaters tried to apparate but they couldnt.
"Cant apparate inside this house Bellatrix" called Harry as he and Veronica got to the top of the stairs. Harry ran to his bedroom, where he had left his wand, pointed the wand at the door. It closed instantly and a kind of shield had formed around it.
the Death eaters were not too far from the top of the stairs and harry heard them all yelling as they saw the shiled form around it.
Just then the voices started "Its them, the Death Eaters" said the first female
"How did they get here?" asked the first male
"I dont know" replied the second female.
"Can you please be quiet" said Harry "I am trying to think". He looked at Veronica who had a rather strange expression on her face. "Wow, I never really thought that you would know what you were doing in a situation such as this" she said smiling. the Death eaters were now trying to force their way into the door, but kept getting repelled each time.
"Yeah I know, too much practice I am afraid" Harry replied. "Um I am gonna get us out of here, I need to pack my bags now otherwise there will be no chance of ever escaping"
"Why do we need to escape? Are we not safe here?"
"Yes we are safe trapped in this room, but we need to exit the house to apparate out of here, otherwise we will starve to death."
Harry and veronica very quickly packed bags full of clothes. harry then walked over to the window and looked down, there was no one down ther yet, but he was sure that Death Eater reinforcements would be there soon to cut them off. He blasted open the window. The Death eaters outside had heard the noise and Bellatrix screamed "Five of you, outside at the front NOW!"
Harry walked very fast back into the room, grabbed hold of his bags in one hand and Veronica in the other and ran to the window. He then jumped from the window, with Veronica screaming, but somehow they managed to land softly. Harry and Veronica heard the sounds of the Death Eaters sent outside and he turned on the spot.
the familiar feel of having your lungs squeezed as though you were going through a Vice and then they landed.
The five Death Eaters screamed up to Bellatrix that they had disapparated too quickly for them to catch, at that and Bellatrix screamed, "WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?! CAN'T YOU DO ANYTHING RIGHT?" and she apparated with the other Death Eaters back to Voldemort's lair, "When the Master gets word of what you've done, you will be in for it!"
Meanwhile at Hogwarts...
Harry and Veronica ran up to the tall oak front doors and met Peeves in the Entrance Hall. Peeves started throwing water balloons at the two, as they tried to find a covered area. Then they ran into a broom closet and had a few moments without Peeves, until he phased through the door and nailed each of them with a huge water balloon. Peeves cackled loudly and floated away humming a victorious tune, and Harry helped Veronica out of the broom closet as they each tried to wring out their clothing. Harry muttered, "Forgot how annoying he is!" as he tried to make his way across the Entrance Hall soaked and cold with Veronica behind him, "We need to get to McGonagall's office and tell her about this!"
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