Chapter 23 : Voldemort's last curse
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A/Note I know it's a little on the short side but I am having a little trouble typing right now.
Voldemort’s last curse
The hospital corridor was filled with a sea of red hair, as the Weasley family along with Harry Potter and Hermione Granger waited.
All of them waited for news about the two youngest of the Weasley family, both of whom had fallen ill just an hour ago in the middle of the small party celebrating the fact it was a full month since the defeat of Voldemort.
As the healer left the room and walked toward them shaking her head the entire family moved forward eager for news about the condition of Ron and Ginny.
The look on the healers face told them all they needed to know, there was little or no hope for the young couple.
The strange letter arrived as Harry held Hermione in a comforting hug, trying to help her through her pain while he himself was not feeling so good.
The letter had simply appeared in front of them, hanging in the air. Both Harry and Hermione could see their surnames clearly written on the envelope in a neat and flowing red script.
Harry grabbed the letter as the healer was telling them that there was some kind of curse on the two Weasleys’, a curse that could not be removed.
Molly Weasley was sobbing on the shoulder of a rather tired slouched looking Arthur, Fred Bill and Charlie all listened carefully as the healer told them that at the rate the curse was moving through their bodies their two young family members had something less than 48 hours before the end came.
Harry led Hermione to two small chairs a little further along the corridor and through teary eyes they opened and read the letter.
“Oh God, Harry,” Hermione sobbed as she wrapped her arms around him for support.
“This is all my fault again,” Harry yelled at the ceiling causing the entire Weasley family to stare at him.
Unwrapping Hermione’s arms from around his neck he stood and walked over to the Weasley patriarch. “I think you should read this,” he said handing the letter to Arthur.
Arthur with Molly reading with him read the letter.
“Harry Potter and his mudblood Granger.
If you have received this letter then you will have somehow managed to defeat me and my minions.
Now, that being the case I would not want you to be to happy with my apparent demise, temporary though it is, so I have ensured your unhappiness while you await my return.
Just as your mother turned to ancient magic to save your life, I have turned to an ancient magic to make it a most miserable life.
I have placed an irreversible curse on you and your mudblood friend, and thanks to my spies I was also able to extend that curse to the two blood traitors, Ronald and Ginevra Weasley. I know that the youngest Weasley is your girlfriend, who I am told you are in love with, and I am informed that the mudblood seems to be in love with the other traitor.
The two traitors should even now be suffering the beginnings of the curse’s effects, I am informed it is extremely painful, and death is finally caused by the most excruciating pain imaginable. It’s a great shame I am not there to witness such a delightful scene.
The part of this curse I enjoy the thought of most is the fact that to save their lives you have just 30 hours to marry and consummate the marriage.
I specially like the fact that you have to marry the mudblood Granger. If you marry anyone else then your two friends die. If you marry and do not consummate it then they die. If you get divorced they die. If either of you are unfaithful they die.
So Potter you have just 30 hours and then you either lose the two Weasleys to a painful death or you will be locked into an unwanted marriage with the mudblood for the rest of your miserable life, because there is no way out of this curse until the day you both die.
Do enjoy your suffering.
Till we meet again.
Arthur looked up from the letter, his eyes turned to the door of the room where his two youngest lay slowly dying, turning back to Harry he tried to speak but he just could not find the words, the two teens in front of him could well live for another two hundred years, he did not know how to ask them to give up any chance of ever living a happy life with the ones they loved.
Molly too was stuck for words, she loved the two young ones almost as much as she loved her own children, sobbing she turned away and collapsed crying into a chair.
Hermione stepped forward and took hold of Harry’s hand.
“Harry we need to talk,” she said as she pulled him away from the Weasleys.
Once they had found somewhere private to talk Hermione began first. “Harry I know you love Ginny but I am willing to do this.”
Harry gave her a weak smile before he spoke. “Hermione do you think you could ever learn to love me a little, I ask because I feel that this is all my fault. I never expected the answer to my prayers to be so cruel to you or Ron.”
“Harry I don’t understand,” she whispered as she struggled to work out the meaning of his words.
“I love Ginny, truly I do, but I love you so much more, I have been in love with you since we set Sirius free. I often prayed that we would get together and spend the rest of our lives together,” Harry replied watching her eyes.
“It seems we are both guilty then,” Hermione said as she kissed his cheek.
It took a few moments for Harry to work out what she meant, and when he did he smiled for the first time since before the party. “So will you marry me Miss Granger?” he asked kissing her for the first time.
“Yes Mr Potter, just as soon as you can arrange it,” she grinned.
Together they walked back to the Weasleys. “We have a wedding to arrange and we don’t have a lot of time,” Harry said as they reached Arthur and Molly.
The reactions of the Weasleys made them both feel a little guilty but they did not have time to dwell on it, or to stop and try to explain everything.
Molly gave them both bone crushing hugs before she and Arthur rushed off to start the arrangements.
Twenty hours later the newly wed Potters slipped away from the small gathering at the Burrow and began their journey to their honey moon and to Australia in search of Hermione’s parents.
Twenty four hours from the time when Harry and Hermione Potter received the letter from Voldemort, the young couple were consummating their marriage for the third time. “Just to be sure the curse is broken,” Harry said as he smiled at his new wife.
“I love you Harry,” Hermione said as he kissed her yet again.
“I love you too Mrs Potter,” he grinned.
“Those two must really love you,” Arthur said as he told his now fit and well children what had happened.
Two very sad and yet grateful teenagers left the hospital with their family and headed back to the Burrow. They had both lost the one they thought they loved, but they said thanks to Harry and Hermione for their selfless act.