A/N:hope you like it soz for the time it took gt a lil bit of writers block
The Return
The next day when Harry woke, he forgot he was sharing a bed with Ginny, when he looked down at her he was surprised. He smiled though when he remembered what happened. He glanced across the room and saw Ron, he panicked.
“Ginny, wake up, you need to get out of here before your brother wakes up.” Ginny woke up, but at the same time so did Ron. Ron put on his fake annoyance.
“What are you doing? Ginny, why are you in Harry’s bed?” he said, as if he was worried.
“Ron, Ron, nothing happened don’t worry. We just wanted to spend time together.” Ginny told him.
“I find that hard to believe,” he said walking through the doorway. Harry suspected he was going to go find Hermione.
“That was a close one,” Ginny said, she gave Harry a kiss and walked back to her common room. Harry got dressed and started to pack his trunk. Harry wasn’t sure where he should go, but he knew he would be going back to Grimmauld Place. He took one last look at his room, after packing his bag. He knew that he would never be back in the room that he had spent so many days of his life in.
He entered the common room, where he saw Ron and Hermione stuck to each other, Neville talking to Dean and Seamus, and Ginny waiting for him.
After a sad goodbye, Harry walked out of Hogwarts, passing people as he went. They said things like “thanks for saving us, Harry….” Harry knew that this would never stop.
As soon as he had left the Hogwarts grounds, he apparated to Gringott’s. He withdrew some of his money and headed out, to Diagon Alley. As he passed people on the street he heard all sorts of words thank you to people saying he was an idiot and Voldemort would have been a cool leader. He went into the broom shop and got the new broom out – the Firebolt 2. He also went into the Owl Shop and got a new owl, he couldn’t face another snowy owl, so he bought a barn owl. At least it wouldn’t be spotted so easy. He went out through the Leaky Cauldron. Tom the barman told him how thankful he was, he offered him free beer, butterbeer and fire whiskey whenever he wanted. By the end of it Harry was so bored of the attention, he quickly apparated, leaving people wandering where he went.
Grimmauld Place looked no different to the last time he had been there, just under a year ago. The picture was still hanging up on the wall, cloaked by a curtain.
“Kreacher,” he called. At that moment a small house elf appeared with a pop.
“Yes, master?” Kreacher looked up at Harry like he never had, a look of respect.
“Can you please make some dinner I’ve had a tiring day, I would be so grateful?” Kreacher headed to the kitchen. Harry had an idea about silencing the portrait.
“Silencio,” he said, and with one word the portrait stopped talking forever. Harry wondered why none of the order had ever thought of it, maybe it was too primitive for them to think of.
A/N: Please review, when's ginnys b';day btw? oh and i wont be updating from the 5-22 soz hols youll just have to sit and be patient, as they say "patiece is a virtue"
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