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Chapter 1: The Aftermath
Obviously, I don't own any of these characters. While I did make up some of the story line, the credit goes to the amazingly wonderful JK Rowling.
It has now been six years since the final battle. Six long heart wrenching years. With all that happened throughout the years since it’s a wonder anyone is okay emotionally. Not that we’re perfect by any means. I know, you’re all dying to know what happened during the battle so I’ll fill you in.
I’m sure most of you have some background as to what the “battle” was and who was involved and what exactly happened; For those of you who haven’t I’ll give you all the necessary information, and for those of you who have, bear with me.
First thing first, my name is Hermione Jean Granger. I was best friends with one of the most famous wizards in history, Harry James Potter. Harry is the main focus of this whole battle. Basically, years before (16 years before the battle to be precise) all this happened, a dark wizard, Lord Voldemort, was on the rise. A prophecy was made stating that a boy born at the end of July would be the one to defeat him and Voldemort didn’t like this. He went to kill young Harry (now a year old at the time) on Halloween night and Harry’s parents of course stood up to Voldemort not wanting their son to die. Because of his parent’s sacrifice, when Voldemort went to kill young Harry, the spell backfired and “killed” Voldemort. The problem was of course, he couldn’t die.
Years later, we came to find out, through a genius of a wizard, Albus Dumbledore, that the reason Voldemort couldn’t die was because of his horcruxes. Dumbledore informed Harry of the information he knew regarding horcruxes. Basically, a horcrux is when you split your soul, by means of murder, and put that piece of your soul into an object which then has to be destroyed in order to destroy your physical body. Voldemort made a total of 7 horcruxes, one without his knowledge but no one knew of this last one until the final battle.
For years, Voldemort tried everything to come back through every means possible whether it meant taking over another person or whatever other possibility he could figure out. Years passed and at the end of our fourth year at Hogwarts, Voldemort succeeded in coming back. Harry barely escaped and from then on it was a battle for survival. In our fifth year we figured out even more of the prophecy. “Neither could live while the other survives.”
In our sixth year, Voldemort sent Harry’s rival, Draco Malfoy, on a mission to kill none other than Albus Dumbledore. Draco himself hadn’t succeeded in performing the deed but instead Dumbledore was killed by Severus Snape.
Well before his death, Dumbledore gave Harry all the information he had on Voldermort’s horcruxes which, sadly, wasn’t much. All that he informed Harry of was that Voldemort gathered information of horcruxes while he was at Hogwarts and had plans to make 7. Dumbledore had found and destroyed one, the ring of Marvolo Gaunt. A second had been destroyed without knowledge of what it was when we were in our second year. Long story short, Harry had destroyed young Voldemort (Tom Riddle)’s diary with a basilisk fang (one of the few sure fire ways to destroy a horcrux as we came to learn). Other than that, he only had a faint idea of where some others were and he took Harry to find one the night he died.
When Harry and Dumbledore returned from finding the horcrux, only to learn it was a fake horcrux that had replaced the real one, Dumbledore was weak. He had had to drink a potion that tortured him and then fought a battle with an army of infuri. Voldemort had told to kill Dumbledore and this was the night his plan was set into action. Obviously he himself failed but Snape succeeded and Dumbledore was killed that night.
Harry decided that night that he would make sure we found all of the horcruxes before it was too late. He decided he would not be returning to school and for whatever reason Harry didn’t expect what was planned next, but Ron and I told him that we were going with him. He fought at first but he knew that we wouldn’t let him go alone.
That summer we all returned to our homes and eventually returned to Ron’s home as usual towards the end of the summer. We all had family stuff to take care of before that point. When school was supposed to start, Harry Ron and I took off in search of horcruxes. It was slow business as one could imagine and we hit many bumps along the way. Long story short, we managed to find and destroy the real locket, and find the cup. We then found Hufflepuff's cup and knew that the other two would be nearly impossible. One was hidden within Hogwarts and we knew it would be impossible to get in seeing as Snape was in charge of the school and death eaters were pretty much in control. We did get in and we found the diadem hidden within Hogwarts. The last one we knew of was Nagini, Voldemort’s snake which he was now keeping with him at all times. Eventually all horcruxes were destroyed and it was down to Harry and Voldemort. Without knowing it, Voldemort “killed” Harry, therefore destroying the last horcrux that even he didn’t know of.
Here’s the twist. Harry came “back to life” and the real battle began. Voldemort’s wand turned out to be loyal to Harry and Voldemort found himself without a wand allowing Harry to kill Voldemort. In a fit of rage however, one of Voldemort’s followers killed Harry and immediately disapparated so we never knew who it was who killed him.
The Boy Who Lived, the Chosen One, my best friend, was murdered that night. It was a great triumph but at the same time a huge loss. No one knew what to think. Several people were killed that night both good and bad. The next few months were a time of grief. There was a funeral just about every day and we all had no idea what to do with ourselves.
Ginny Weasley, Ron’s younger sister was distraught. She had been in love with Harry since her first year of Hogwarts and was beside herself with grief. The entire family felt as if they had lost not only their blood son, Fred, but another son as well. The summer after that didn’t feel like summer. I didn’t return to the Weasley’s that summer, knowing it wouldn’t be the same.
I got a letter asking me to come back a month before the start of term at Hogwarts the next year in an attempt to get any students who wished to either continue or finish their education that was interrupted because of the war back to rebuild as a team. I sent a letter back immediately agreeing to go. A few days later I received yet another letter, this time asking me to be head girl and informing me what spell books and materials I needed. I was ecstatic. I was going back to Hogwarts for the 7th year I didn’t have the chance to complete and was Head Girl no less.
Little did I know, this would be the summer I fell in love… with Draco Malfoy.
Well, I hope you liked it so far, not much I know but from here on it'll get more into the story. Please please please review!! It's very much appreciated!!
Thank you to ykai for pointing out that I put "Ravenclaw's Cup". I fixed it.