- Rating:
- PG
- House:
- Schnoogle
- Era:
- Multiple Eras
- Spoilers:
- Philosopher's Stone Chamber of Secrets Prizoner of Azkaban
- Stats:
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Published: 09/28/2001Updated: 12/28/2001Words: 37,381Chapters: 7Hits: 6,837
Harry Potter and the Amulet of Houle
Love Gordon
- Story Summary:
- The Dream Team grows up – to live, die, and watch the new generation face old enemies. Voldemort is resurrected, an ancient amulet holds the key to a new and deadly danger, and a sword from across the boundaries of time chooses its new owner.
Part Epilogue
- Posted:
- 12/28/2001
- Hits:
- 895
- Author's Note:
- Well, here’s the end! It’s been a long, bumpy ride, but I’m glad you’re still reading. I’d be quite remiss if I didn’t thank you – whoever you might be, reader, reviewer, even one of my SevenOfQuills sisters. *hugs* I plan to come out with a sequel, Lily Potter and the Sword of Avalon, sometime in the coming months… stay tuned.
The Amulet of Houle - #2 in the Viridian Wand Chronicles
Epilogue
Three Weeks Later
Ginny Weasley sat at the kitchen table, touching up her Wedgwood-blue toenails, as she read the DailyProphet and attempted to eat scrambled eggs. Ron and Sirius had already been gotten off to school – thank Merlin – and Harry sat across from her. He had the day off. She wasn’t feeling particularly thankful about that, however. Her husband was suffering from an act of over-protectiveness brought on, she suspected, by the whole incident at the beginning of the month. Among other things.
“Look here, Harry!” she exclaimed, suddenly spotting some familiar names in the paper. “You’ll never guess who’s just gotten married. Oh, this is rich, this is.”
“Who?” her husband asked interestedly.
She showed him the announcement. “Ananda Lupin and Severus Snape! Now that’s an unlikely couple if there ever was one. I’m wondering how Sirius is taking the news. He practically considers her his own, poor dear.”
“Poor dear!” Harry snorted. “I’m pitying Snape right now. Assuming he’s alive.”
“Oh, I doubt Sirius is as over-protective as you are, darling.”
“Sirius’s pregnant wife didn’t decide to go picnicking with a bunch of mad wizards about to forge the Dark Pact!”
“Well, of course not,” she said sensibly. “Sirius doesn’t have a wife.”
“That’s not the point.”
“Harry, the little one is fine, and it’s not as if I was ever actually in any danger. I didn’t even know then. Believe me, I’d like to have as little to do with Highly Dangerous Official Ministry Business in the future as possible.”
He sighed. “Some days, I wonder whether it’ll be you or the boys giving me that first heart attack.”
They sat there and began to finish off their breakfast. However, before they were quite done, breakfast was abruptly interrupted by a tapping at the window.
“It’s Skywalker,” Harry said, sounding surprised. “The letter’s addressed to you.”
She took the letter from him, scanned the contents briefly, and laughed. “Are you sitting down, Harry?”
“Obviously.”
“Good. Petrificus Totalus. Silencio.”
Harry said nothing, but she was sure her husband was curious.
“Here’s what the letter says,” she said.
“ ‘Dear Aunt Ginny,
“ ‘Please make sure that Uncle Harry is sitting down. Perhaps you should move any fragile objects in his reach… oh, forget about it. Just use a full Body-Bind and Silencing Charm. Have you? Good. Just wanted you two to be the first to whom I sign myself,
“ ‘With love,
“ ‘Mica Malfoy.’ ” Ginny smiled. “Isn’t that sweet? They’ve eloped.”
Harry didn’t say anything, but she was sure he was elated.
The second Lee Incarnate was seated at the Gryffindor table, eating breakfast, when she received her letter.
~end of fic~