Post by halfblood on Oct 3, 2005 12:19:24 GMT -5
Hey this is the first chapter of my fic, basically I'm continuing (my version) where the 6th book left off!
Harry Potter and the Final Horcrux
Chapter 1: Coming of age
“Happy Birthday Harry!” Ron and Ginny chorused together.
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“Wuzzgoingon” Harry muttered half asleep.
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“It’s your birthday mate,” answered Ron. “Sorry we woke you up so early but mum asked us to, she has some news to give you.”
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Harry had spent the beginning of his summer at the Dursley’s until the day he turned 17 as he had promised Dumbledore…He tried his hardest to follow out Dumbledore’s wishes after his passing, he felt it was a sign of respect for the Headmaster he had become so fond of. In many situations he thought ‘how would Dumbledore want me to react?’ He tried to follow this out the best he could of course this was very hard due to the fact then when he finally became of age and was preparing to leave the Dursley’s he had a sudden urge to try out Ginny’s famous Bat-bogey hex on Dudley. His time at the Dursley’s was unusually pleasant as Dudley had been so preoccupied with his new girlfriend to notice Harry. Harry had waited until mid-night to finally leave the Dursley’s, he would travel with Tonks on a portkey to his late Godfather’s house. Grimmauld Place.
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“What’s this news about?” Harry asked curiously.
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“Dunno,” replied Ron simply. “But she said she wanted to tell all of us, You Ginny Hermione and me.”
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“Hermione’s coming then?” asked Harry, sitting up.
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“Yeah, she’ll be here at 9” Ginny answered suddenly. “About ten minutes.”
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“Were the Dursley’s as horrible as usual?” Ron asked, grinning.
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“Actually, it wasn’t too bad” said Harry. “Dudley hasn’t been bothering me since he got a new girlfriend.” Harry glanced at Ginny and then blushed, she caught his eye.
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“Well we’ll leave you to get ready.” Ginny said quickly, ending the conversation.
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Harry sat there for a few moments, and then for the first time that summer, smiled to himself.
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“Harry! Oh Harry! Happy birthday!” squealed Mrs. Weasley as Harry entered the kitchen. “What would you like for breakfast? Eggs, toast, anything you want.”
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“That would be great, thanks Mrs. Weasley.” Harry replied.
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“Harry?” a familiar voice sounded through the hall.
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“We’re in the kitchen Hermione” Harry answered, happy to hear her voice.
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“Harry!” Hermione mimicked Mrs. Weasley “Happy Birthday!”
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“Thanks.” Harry smiled.
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“Well now I’ve got you all here…eggs Hermione?”
“Thank you Mrs. Weasley.”
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“Mum you got us all here to offer Hermione eggs?” Ginny replied smirking.
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“Of course not, now stop these silly remarks!” Mrs. Weasley sounded mad.
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“Sorry, mum.” Ginny mumbled a bit confused as to why her mother just scolded her.
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“I have news, concerning D-Dumbledore.” Mrs. Weasley sniffed. The others were silent. “Well, it’s actually good news but…well, lets get straight to it,” she gave them a watery smile. “They have made a portrait of him which should hang in The Headmasters office but-”
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“Er, Mrs. Weasley?” Harry felt this was the best moment to tell her. “I-I’m not going…” Harry started. “Back to Hogwarts” he finished, now whispering.
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Mrs. Weasley just stared at him for a moment then answered.
“I thought you might not.”
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“You, you did?” Harry asked surprised
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“I know Harry that you want to continue, and I’m sure Dumbledore would agree full heartedly. You didn’t let me finish though.” Mrs. Weasley now sounded grave. “Hogwarts has been closed.” she finished.
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“What!” Ginny screamed.
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“I know darling, but after the attack last year-” she didn’t need to finish.
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“So mum then why did you say ‘I thought you might no’ to Harry when he couldn’t have gone to Hogwarts anyway.” Ron asked observantly.
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“Because I knew regardless of that Harry wouldn’t go, he would carry out Dumbledore’s wishes.” she answered. “You lot still haven’t let me explain about Dumbledore’s portrait… they’re sending it here.”
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“Here!” Harry jumped to his feet
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“Yes Darling,” Mrs. Weasley smiled. “Dumbledore had told us at the beginning of your 6th year that was his wishes if worse came to worse.” She finished thoughtfully. “Well, Harry the order will be coming over tonight” said Mrs. Weasley “and I thought we’d have a little birthday celebration. Since you’re coming of age we decided to save your presents for later.”
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For some reason Harry felt so much gratitude towards this woman who had treated him as her own child. He went over and hugged her.
“Thank you, Mrs. Weasley.”
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“No need to thank me dear and please start calling me Molly,” she smiled with so much warmth in her eyes and looked down at Harry, whom she loved as much as if he were her own child. She felt tears slide down her cheeks.
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“Mrs. Weasley, are you ok?” asked Hermione looking concerned
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“Yes, dear I’m fine, now would you stop calling me Mrs. Weasley,” she said in mock anger, but grinned, rubbing her tear stained cheeks.
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“Sorry” Said Hermione smiling “Molly.”
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“Aahhh!” Hermione screamed, the smile washing of her face.
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“Fred, George! What on earth were you playing at?” Mrs. Weasley shouted.
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“Sorry mum.” said Fred “We just wanted to make an entrance.”
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“Well apparating into a room, especially during these dark times is not the way to go about it!”
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“Sorry mum.” They both mumbled frowning.
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That night at Harry’s party, two more Weasley family members had come; Charlie and Bill accompanied by Fleur. Also, there was Lupin and Tonks together (both seemed happier than usual) Mad-eye, Professor McGonagall and finally Hagrid who had brought an excited Fang with him. Sadly Mr. Weasley couldn’t be there as he was, as usual, busy at the Ministry.
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“So Harry, how does it feel to be of age?” Lupin asked.
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“Not much different to tell you the truth, although I am enjoying my Dursley- free summer.” he grinned back.
-------------------------------------------------------------“Well you and Ron have got your apparition tests
scheduled for tomorrow.” Tonks added, enthusiastically.
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“Yeah, can’t wait.” Harry muttered, only half listening to Tonks. His attention turned to Ron and Hermione who were acting very suspiciously. Harry saw that look in Ron’s eye before and that was when he had accidentally swallowed a love potion sent to Harry by Romilda Vane the previous year.
Harry Potter and the Final Horcrux
Chapter 1: Coming of age
“Happy Birthday Harry!” Ron and Ginny chorused together.
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“Wuzzgoingon” Harry muttered half asleep.
---------------------------------------------------------------
“It’s your birthday mate,” answered Ron. “Sorry we woke you up so early but mum asked us to, she has some news to give you.”
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Harry had spent the beginning of his summer at the Dursley’s until the day he turned 17 as he had promised Dumbledore…He tried his hardest to follow out Dumbledore’s wishes after his passing, he felt it was a sign of respect for the Headmaster he had become so fond of. In many situations he thought ‘how would Dumbledore want me to react?’ He tried to follow this out the best he could of course this was very hard due to the fact then when he finally became of age and was preparing to leave the Dursley’s he had a sudden urge to try out Ginny’s famous Bat-bogey hex on Dudley. His time at the Dursley’s was unusually pleasant as Dudley had been so preoccupied with his new girlfriend to notice Harry. Harry had waited until mid-night to finally leave the Dursley’s, he would travel with Tonks on a portkey to his late Godfather’s house. Grimmauld Place.
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“What’s this news about?” Harry asked curiously.
------------------------------------------------------------
“Dunno,” replied Ron simply. “But she said she wanted to tell all of us, You Ginny Hermione and me.”
-----------------------------------------------------------
“Hermione’s coming then?” asked Harry, sitting up.
-----------------------------------------------------------
“Yeah, she’ll be here at 9” Ginny answered suddenly. “About ten minutes.”
---------------------------------------------------------
“Were the Dursley’s as horrible as usual?” Ron asked, grinning.
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“Actually, it wasn’t too bad” said Harry. “Dudley hasn’t been bothering me since he got a new girlfriend.” Harry glanced at Ginny and then blushed, she caught his eye.
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“Well we’ll leave you to get ready.” Ginny said quickly, ending the conversation.
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Harry sat there for a few moments, and then for the first time that summer, smiled to himself.
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“Harry! Oh Harry! Happy birthday!” squealed Mrs. Weasley as Harry entered the kitchen. “What would you like for breakfast? Eggs, toast, anything you want.”
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“That would be great, thanks Mrs. Weasley.” Harry replied.
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“Harry?” a familiar voice sounded through the hall.
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“We’re in the kitchen Hermione” Harry answered, happy to hear her voice.
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“Harry!” Hermione mimicked Mrs. Weasley “Happy Birthday!”
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“Thanks.” Harry smiled.
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“Well now I’ve got you all here…eggs Hermione?”
“Thank you Mrs. Weasley.”
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“Mum you got us all here to offer Hermione eggs?” Ginny replied smirking.
---------------------------------------------------------------
“Of course not, now stop these silly remarks!” Mrs. Weasley sounded mad.
---------------------------------------------------------------
“Sorry, mum.” Ginny mumbled a bit confused as to why her mother just scolded her.
--------------------------------------------------------------
“I have news, concerning D-Dumbledore.” Mrs. Weasley sniffed. The others were silent. “Well, it’s actually good news but…well, lets get straight to it,” she gave them a watery smile. “They have made a portrait of him which should hang in The Headmasters office but-”
-----------------------------------------------------------
“Er, Mrs. Weasley?” Harry felt this was the best moment to tell her. “I-I’m not going…” Harry started. “Back to Hogwarts” he finished, now whispering.
--------------------------------------------------------
Mrs. Weasley just stared at him for a moment then answered.
“I thought you might not.”
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“You, you did?” Harry asked surprised
----------------------------------------------------------
“I know Harry that you want to continue, and I’m sure Dumbledore would agree full heartedly. You didn’t let me finish though.” Mrs. Weasley now sounded grave. “Hogwarts has been closed.” she finished.
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“What!” Ginny screamed.
---------------------------------------------------------
“I know darling, but after the attack last year-” she didn’t need to finish.
--------------------------------------------------------------
“So mum then why did you say ‘I thought you might no’ to Harry when he couldn’t have gone to Hogwarts anyway.” Ron asked observantly.
---------------------------------------------------------------
“Because I knew regardless of that Harry wouldn’t go, he would carry out Dumbledore’s wishes.” she answered. “You lot still haven’t let me explain about Dumbledore’s portrait… they’re sending it here.”
-----------------------------------------------------------
“Here!” Harry jumped to his feet
-------------------------------------------------------------
“Yes Darling,” Mrs. Weasley smiled. “Dumbledore had told us at the beginning of your 6th year that was his wishes if worse came to worse.” She finished thoughtfully. “Well, Harry the order will be coming over tonight” said Mrs. Weasley “and I thought we’d have a little birthday celebration. Since you’re coming of age we decided to save your presents for later.”
-------------------------------------------------------------
For some reason Harry felt so much gratitude towards this woman who had treated him as her own child. He went over and hugged her.
“Thank you, Mrs. Weasley.”
-------------------------------------------------------------
“No need to thank me dear and please start calling me Molly,” she smiled with so much warmth in her eyes and looked down at Harry, whom she loved as much as if he were her own child. She felt tears slide down her cheeks.
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“Mrs. Weasley, are you ok?” asked Hermione looking concerned
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“Yes, dear I’m fine, now would you stop calling me Mrs. Weasley,” she said in mock anger, but grinned, rubbing her tear stained cheeks.
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“Sorry” Said Hermione smiling “Molly.”
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“Aahhh!” Hermione screamed, the smile washing of her face.
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“Fred, George! What on earth were you playing at?” Mrs. Weasley shouted.
----------------------------------------------------------------
“Sorry mum.” said Fred “We just wanted to make an entrance.”
---------------------------------------------------------------
“Well apparating into a room, especially during these dark times is not the way to go about it!”
--------------------------------------------------------------
“Sorry mum.” They both mumbled frowning.
---------------------------------------------------------
That night at Harry’s party, two more Weasley family members had come; Charlie and Bill accompanied by Fleur. Also, there was Lupin and Tonks together (both seemed happier than usual) Mad-eye, Professor McGonagall and finally Hagrid who had brought an excited Fang with him. Sadly Mr. Weasley couldn’t be there as he was, as usual, busy at the Ministry.
------------------------------------------------------------
“So Harry, how does it feel to be of age?” Lupin asked.
--------------------------------------------------------------
“Not much different to tell you the truth, although I am enjoying my Dursley- free summer.” he grinned back.
-------------------------------------------------------------“Well you and Ron have got your apparition tests
scheduled for tomorrow.” Tonks added, enthusiastically.
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“Yeah, can’t wait.” Harry muttered, only half listening to Tonks. His attention turned to Ron and Hermione who were acting very suspiciously. Harry saw that look in Ron’s eye before and that was when he had accidentally swallowed a love potion sent to Harry by Romilda Vane the previous year.