Harry Potter and The Past

Here's the fourth chapter. I'm writing as fast as I can, with school on my agenda (having a test practically every day, makes it hard to write a lot), so please take the time and review. That is something that makes me write two times as fast. When I get a review I jump up and down for a while, then jump on my computer and write a page or two.

I'd like to dedicate this story to my reviewers. Thank you so much! I'm an outsider in my class, so it means so much to me that people like my story. Well, on with the story!

Later on in the story I'll mention the names Aurora and Dawn. This is a joke, because they're twins, and their names mean the same thing.

I just recently saw some pictures from the second movie. If you ask me, I think that the sword should be a broad sword. Well, just think of it as one for this story. The whole thing makes more sense with a broad sword. Just imagine it like the ones that were used by knights. They didn't really use reapers, like it shows in the movie. Godric was born in the Dark Ages, so he should have a sword that could be from then. It should at least look a little older, and not brand new, like it was made just that day. It should also fit to that age. Can you tell that I like swords?

Harry Potter and The Past Chapter 4

They entered the office. Dumbledore spoke, "There's something I'd like to tell you, that happened during the winter vacation..."

Harry was shocked, knowing exactly what Dumbledore was going to tell the two. This was not what he had imagined. In fact, he had imagined everything from a death to a late happy birthday wish (very late indeed, half a year late). This was the only thing that he hadn't expected. He only half listened to what Dumbledore was saying, because he already knew it. He was wondering why he was telling them about Peter. He was worried that the two might not like him anymore when they knew that he hadn't told them. He was afraid that they might be hurt. He was so absorbed in his thoughts that he didn't realize what was happening until it happened. Sirius embraced Harry in a fatherly hug. Harry automatically relaxed, and smiled with relief that Sirius still loved him. Sirius was just like the father he had never had, and to lose him, would be like loosing his parents all over again. He was sure that if either Sirius or Ginny died, that he wouldn't want to live on. They were too important to him.

Remus and Dumbledore looked at the two. They understood that they had to be left alone now, and went into a side office. They both understood how close they had become. Harry didn't keep any secrets from his Godfather unless he absolutely had to, and if he had to, it hurt him. The two knew that they could never truly understand what it was like, because they had never been in a relationship like that. One person haunted from his stay in Askaban, and the other starved for love during most of his life. It had to have been terrible for both of them. But now they had each other, and Harry had Ginny too. Things were just beginning to get better. Of course, like always, the happiness was destroyed by a message from Peter. They were going to attack the Weasleys. The Weasleys were too strong a family that supported the light. They had to go.

They acted right away, contacting the Aurors and getting ready to go there themselves. Like always Harry was left behind, pouting. He was supposed to send them news of anything that happened in Hogwarts while they were gone, even though Ginny could do it. Harry wanted to go, but the others thought that it would be too dangerous. Harry was really annoyed that he couldn't do anything. Then he realized that they had forgotten to tell the Weasleys, so they could be on alert. He sent a message to Ginny that she should come to the office, because he didn't know to communicate per fire. Ginny ran over to the office, telling him the instructions on the way.

Mrs. Weasley was knitting when Harry's face appeared in the fire. He said, "Mrs. Wealey, some Death Eaters are planing to attack your house tonight. Don't panic, but be ready to get away if you need to. I'm doing this, because the others forgot this step. Please be careful, you don't want your children to become orphans, believe me. Bye!" His head disappeared again.

Well, Molly Weasley was not a woman to do half stuff, she went and woke up the house, so they would be ready to flee if need be. If she died, then she knew that her other children, at least, were in good hands. The problem was, she had recently become pregnant again, and wanted this child to have a full life, and not have it's life cut short, before it was even born. Her husband Arthur knew of her recent pregnancy, and told her to go to her friends place until this was over. She refused, because she didn't want to leave the others in this time of need.

Bill and Charlie were visiting at the moment, so they were also going to help protect the family. They were glad that the twins weren't there, because they would have thought the whole thing too serious, and have played some pranks to lighten up the mood. In the time it took for the attack to begin, they had already set up aparating wards, and deflective barriers to stop the spells and Death Eaters from getting close.

The fire lit up again, but this time it was Ginny, and she wished them luck. Soon after, the Death Eaters started apparating. They noticed that they couldn't apparate in, so they apparated just outside of the house. A few minutes later the Aurors started arriving. The death eaters were surprised. Some of their numbers were stunned and moved into the house, where the other death eaters couldn't revive them. (The wards were set on the dark marks of conscious people). In very little time the Death Eaters were driven back. They would probably attack them again soon, but not that day. Dumbledore went up to the family and offered them to stay at Hogwarts, and they gladly excepted. He made arrangements for the death eater captives to be taken to the ministry for questioning.

All the Weasleys were extremely glad that they and their family were safe. The kids at Hogwarts didn't know about their mother being pregnant again, so they were shocked when she told them. The nurse had already told them that she would have twins, and both would be female. They were thinking about calling them Aurora and Dawn, although they weren't sure if they would be identical twins yet. They had decided on those names, because they wanted these children to be a ray of hope for the human race. They wanted to show that, even in these dark times, there was happiness. They hadn't the slightest idea what these kids would end up like, and that these two names would fit them perfectly. Remus was rather shocked when they asked him to be the godfather to their twins, but he gladly excepted. All were happy, a feat brought on by these two children, who hadn't even been born.

When all the commotion had died down Fred and George remembered to ask about the marauders, since Harry seemed to know something more about them then they did. In response Harry had told them to follow. He led them through a secret passage to a room. It was obviously a guest room, and they were shocked when they saw Sirius Black and Remus Lupin. They turned to Harry in confusion. Harry just grinned and said, "Let me introduce, Remus Lupin, alias Moony, and Sirius Black, alias Padfoot. I am the son of Prongs, and Peter Petegrew is Wormtail."

The two stood there, their jaws hanging open. Then they started jumping with joy, because they were finally meeting their heroes. Harry introduced them to the grown ups, who were still kids inside. "These are the current mischief makers in the school. Once they have graduated some of my friends and I will continue their work, and we're starting to practice this year. Their names are Fred and George Weasley." The whole group enjoyed themselves immensely that day.

Harry was no longer going to regular classes. Instead, he was being taught more challenging stuff, like wandless magic, or the Unforgivables. He was learning these only because the Death Eaters might use them, and he should have at least as many tricks up his sleeve as they did. Soon Harry would be ready to join the battle against Voldemort. Then the dark forces had better put their seatbelts on, because their ride would get even rougher. Harry was not planing to let them get through with anything. They would pay for what they had done to all those families. Hurt, terrorized, destroyed, the list of people killed went on and on. Now that he could participate, he would not give any of them any mercy.

The rest were getting worried about Harry, because he was getting obsessed with the destruction of all Death Eaters and Voldemort. An obsession was not always that good. It could be a positive obsession, or a negative one. It seemed that in this case it was negative. It was negative because that was what he was focusing on more than anything else. He was focused on the destruction of what he believed as evil. He wasn't spending as much time with his friends and girlfriend. These knew about Trelawney's prophecy, and thought that he wanted to stop them from stopping him when the time came, so they didn't let him. They wanted him to never feel the need to end his life.

Harry's focus was starting to waver a bit now. He had noticed that the deeper he went into his studies, the more his friends hung around him. He was starting to think that they were getting worried about him. Once he thought about it, he realized that he had barely spent any time with them. So he decided to take a break from learning his Defense stuff, to take some time off with his friends for the coming Hogsmead weekend. He went to ask them about it.

When he arrived in the common room he saw them in a corner talking. He went up to them, and spoke, "I realized that we haven't been hanging around each other much lately. Maybe we should all get together for the next Hogsmead weekend. I think that it's going to take place...this weekend. Well, I guess it will be happening sooner than I thought at first. I've been way too caught up in learning more advanced Defense, so much that I haven't paid attention to how the days went by. I just noticed that I hadn't been seeing you guys much. How long was that?"

Ginny answered, "About a month, Harry. We were worried that you were doing this because you didn't want us to stop you when Trelawney's prophecy came to be. We thought that you were distancing yourself on purpose."

"What?! That never even crossed my mind..." ,he silently continued the thought, 'although, it is a good idea...'

Ginny felt that he was thinking, and tried to get him to tell her though their mental link, but he was too deep in his thoughts to hear. Sometimes she could feel what type of thoughts they were, if they were very strong. This time they weren't though. She could only hope that her worried calls would shake him out of his daze. She waited for a few moments, then lost her patience. She yelled through their mental link, "Harry James Potter! Get your feet back on the ground this second!"

This was a rather painful process for the person on the receiving end, and Harry was no exception. He got a mighty head ache from it, and left, sending a mental glare at Ginny, who laughed.

The week went by, and the weekend came. They had agreed to meet early in the day at Hagrid's cabin. Harry and Ginny got there first, and decided to just wait for the others. They waited for about an hour, before they decided to go in, and check what had happened. Then Harry heard someone yell a curse, and ducked instantaneously, pulling Ginny down with him. It hit a chicken. The curse had been the crucatious curse. The death eater was obviously deaf and blind, because he still hadn't noticed that he hadn't hit his intended foe. Harry sent Ginny back to the castle to get 'help', because he knew that she wouldn't comply in any other terms. Sometimes she was a handful, but he still loved her. She turned into a raven and flew away towards the castle. He watched her go, and ran to Hogsmeed. He sent a message to Peter through the link asking what was going on.

Peter answered that he alone had been told, as a way of checking who the spy was, so he hadn't been able to tell them. Harry understood, and asked where the attack would take place. It turned out to be in Hogsmeed, and he was already heading that way. To save time, he already summoned his sword.

When he arrived he saw that the seventh years were protecting the younger ones, while the fifth and sixth years tried to help them. Harry dashed into battle, sword slicing the enemy hither and thither. They mostly were surprised that he had come at all. They had sent someone after him, but he had obviously failed.

It took a few moments, but they came to their senses, and started firing spells at him. They watched in dismay as Harry easily deflected all of them with his sword. They realized that Harry's sword was not ordinary when he shot a spell with it. The unfortunate death eater was paralyzed. When the rest tried to end the spell, they couldn't. They didn't know how to. They began to panic, and started shooting spells everywhere, often hitting their allies. While the students escaped. Harry grinned, and decapitated his enemies. He didn't loose his seemingly ever-present coolness.

When he had dealt with the Death Eaters he returned to the castle. He found Ginny in front of the entrance, tapping her foot impatiently. She looked annoyed that he had tricked her. She had every right to be. When he stood in front of her, she exploded. "WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING HARRY? FIRST YOU TELL ME TO GO AND GET HELP, THEN YOU AREN'T THERE WHEN I GET IT! YOU WORRY ME HALF TO DEATH, AND THEN THESE STUDENTS COME, SAYING THAT YOU SAVED THEM! EXPLAIN!"

Harry answered calmly, "There was an attack on Hogsmead. I had to go and save the students there, as well as the people living there. I knew that I couldn't wait, or there might be dead amongst them. I'm pretty sure no one got killed other than the Death Eaters. They got rather confused at the end, and started attacking each other. I don't know why" He said the last part with an innocent expression, with pure curiosity on it. He was thinking, 'If I can pull off this act, then I could get an Oscar for my acting. Ginny's not an easy one to trick, but I am her boyfriend...'

To his great surprise she actually did buy his act, and fell into his arms crying. Well, into one of his arms actually. He was still carrying his sword in the other one, hidden behind his back. Ginny noticed this once her flood of tears had ceased. She calmly stated, "OK, what's that sword doing behind your back? Isn't it the same one you fought You-Know-Who with? And is that blood all over it and you?"

He looked uncomfortable for a bit, then answered, "Um, what sword?" He quietly banished it.

"The sword behind your back."

"But there isn't any." He drew his arm from behind him, and there really wasn't any sword in his hand.

"You banished it."

"How? My wand is still in my sleeve holster."

"Wandless Magic. If I remember right you always were good in it. And you still haven't explained why you're soaked with blood, and if it was the same sword as back then."

"OK, it is. As to the first question, it's kind of hard not to be soaked with blood when you just decapitated a group of Death Eaters."

Ginny glared at him. "So, you thought that you could get away with lying to me?"

Harry steadily met her gaze. "I didn't lie, I just didn't tell you the whole truth."

Ginny turned on her heels, leaving Harry behind her. Even though he didn't let it be seen, what Ginny had said had hurt him deeply. He left to his dorm, but decided to go to his old room, the one that he had had as Godric. He knew that he couldn't show any weakness, because a spy might see it. He was the only one who could enter this room though, so he could let his emotions out there. No one knew about it, other than he and Ginny. Ginny could only go there when he wanted her to be able to. At that moment he just wanted to be left alone though, to escape the world that he hated at this moment. He hadn't thought that his antics would hurt her so much. He knew that she would be angry, but she had been livid. He took off his boots and curled up in the bed. He decided to try and sleep, to escape his melancholy.

Ginny was worried. It was late and Harry still hadn't come back to the common room. She could just hope that he hadn't hurt himself, or...no, she didn't want to think along those lines. She wanted to apologize to him, but he had blocked his mind-link with her at the moment. She knew that she had overreacted. But she, like most of the other Weasleys, had a fiery temper. Once she had cooled off, she had realized that she had hurt him, and wanted to apologize. It was then that she had found the severed link. She had known that Harry would probably be able to sever it at will, and then fix it again, but it was something else to actually experience that it was true.

Ron went over to his disheartened sister to comfort her. Lavender had gone to bed early, so he had some extra time anyway. He asked her what was wrong, and she poured out the whole story to him. He looked to see Hermione and Draco making out in a corner, and knew that there was no help coming from them. They decided to go and look for Sirius, so they went up to the headmasters office, to ask if he knew where to look. Dumbledore just told them that Sirius had gone on a mission for him, and wouldn't be back for a while. He also mentioned that Sirius had been extremely reluctant to leave Harry.

They left again, and checked the Marauders Map. Harry was in a place that wasn't even marked on it. It seemed that he was sitting, or laying in the middle of a wall. Ginny recognized the place though. They went to try to get in, only to find that they couldn't. Ginny guessed that it was tied to his essence and wishes, so that no one else could enter. Well, this wasn't good news for them, but then they heard some shuffling inside, and were assured that he was indeed still alive. Slightly comforted Ginny wrote him a letter, and put it outside the portrait for him to find in the morning. Then she and her brother went back to their dorms, and to sleep.

The next morning when Harry awoke, he went to the kitchen to get something to eat. He didn't see the note that Ginny had put outside the portrait, because Filch had taken it, and thrown it away. He had considered it trash. So Harry thought that Ginny was still angry with him, and didn't want to annoy her by being in the same room. This made Ginny think that he didn't accept her apology, and she was put down by that. It was all very confusing.

Ron noticed this, and decided to talk to Harry about it. He didn't know Harry's part of the story yet, so he wouldn't decide before he knew it. He went to talk to Harry.

Harry was minding his own business, not annoying anyone, and staying to himself. Then he noticed that Ron was coming straight at him. He didn't look angry, so he (Harry) told Ron to follow him (Harry). Ron did so.

Harry brought Ron to his room. Well, actually it was Godic's, but since they were the same person, it was his. Ron recognized the place. Harry put his hand on the door, and it opened. He explained, after seeing Ron's puzzled look, "It is keyed to my essence. I can enter, and anyone that I open the door to can too. The only one that can enter of her own free will is my soul mate. But if I just want to be left alone it will even stay shut for her."

They entered. When inside Ron gasped at the beauty of the room. It was decked out in Scarlet and Gold (big surprise!). It had a king sized bed, a waterbed. It wasn't dusty at all, despite the fact that the house-elves didn't clean it. Ron guessed that it must have an anti-dust charm on it. His mom put one on the house whenever she left it for a while. That is, when she had enough time to. She hadn't set up the charm after the Death Eater attack at their house. They had basically wanted to get out of there as soon as possible.

While Ron was transfixed by the beauty of the place, Harry closed the door again. He calmly waited for the other to come back to earth. But he started getting tired of waiting, so he said, "Earth to Ron! Is anyone in there?" He said the last sentence while softly knocking on his friend's head.

Ron snapped out of his memories. He glared at Harry, and growled, "Why did you do that?!"

"I hoped to knock you out of your comatose state. And it worked!" Harry was grinning the whole time when he said this.

Ron playfully attacked him, sending them both to the floor. They wrestled a bit, and took out some of their excess energy. But they were careful not to hurt each other. They ended up tired out on the floor laughing their heads off. It was a special moment, where they could just have fun, and act like themselves. They could let down their defenses and act like children, because no one was there to see and judge them.