Chapter 9 : Let Me Get This Straight
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Chapter Nine: Let Me Get This Straight
The world stopped spinning and Harry haggardly stepped out of the fireplace. Mrs. Weasley’s back was turned and Celestina Warbeck blared on the wireless as several pots and pans scrubbed themselves in the sink. “Um, hello?” Harry said.
Mrs. Weasley spun around and a grin appeared on her face. “Harry!” She engulfed him in a hug and sat him down at the table. “I don’t care what happened, you are way too skinny. Not to worry, there’s still a bit of lunch left.”
Harry shrugged and it seemed as if a steaming plate of food just appeared in front of him. “Thanks.” He said in between mouthfuls.
“Not to worry dear,” Mrs. Weasley said, “Now, I’m not sure if Healer General told you, but you are going to stay here until he believes that you are perfectly healthy. There are no exceptions, and Bill’s room is empty and is ready for you whenever you feel like going up.”
“I don’t think I’ll sleep until tonight, I need to get back in the swing of things.”
“That’s your decision.” Mrs. Weasley said and with a flick of her wand the wireless turned off, and she started to leave the room. “I believe there are a few people who want to see you.”
Harry gulped down the rest of the food, but it wasn’t long before her footsteps echoed in the house again, this time followed by a few more.
“Harry!” Ron said. “Good to see you mate!” Hermione flung her arms around him.
Harry sighed and smiled back at them. “It’s not like you haven’t seen me or anything.”
“Yeah but, St. Mungo’s makes me a little queasy, if you know what I mean.” Ron said. “It’s not like seeing you at home.”
Harry had cleared the plate, and to avoid getting seconds he placed it in the sink and it immediately began to wash itself. “Oh and Harry, dear?” Mrs. Weasley said as they began to leave. “Kreacher brought by all of your things, so you don’t need to worry about it.”
“Then, I’ll have to thank him.” Harry said and they wandered outside.
“You should be careful.” Ron said.
“What do you mean?” Harry asked.
“Right now, Kingsley set up a thing that no reporter can be within a mile of our house, but he can’t do the same for Grimmauld Place.”
“But no one really knows about it.”
“Not the reporting group.” Hermione said, “But if you do go out in public, they will try and follow you home, so you should go here first, so they can’t follow you.”
Harry pondered their words for a moment, and then said, “Why do kids want to be famous?”
Ron laughed, “Because Harry, they don’t know any of the bad things about it.”
“Is there a good thing?” Harry asked and Ron chuckled.
“I think there is.” Hermione said, “You can push for things like we were talking about.” Harry nodded and Ron didn’t mention anything so he figured that Hermione had told them about it.
“How’s that going?” Harry asked.
“Good.” Hermione said. “I talked to Elphias Doge, he’s on Wizengamot, and he said he knew a few people who would be interested. He also mentioned that the trials are expected to run until December and then Wizengamot will take a break until sometime in January.” Harry nodded and Ron just sighed. It seemed that she had talked about this a lot lately.
The three continued in silence, and a red-haired girl ran out. “Mum just told me.” She said out of breath. “Hello Harry.” She hugged him, and Harry awkwardly hugged her back.
“Hi Ginny.” He said.
Ron looked slightly esteemed, and Hermione eyed them carefully. “So,” Hermione said, “Who’s going back to Hogwarts?”
Ron and Harry exchanged nervous glances. “I am.” Ginny said, “I don’t think I could ever get mum to allow me not to. She already has three kids who haven’t finished.”
“But Ron could go back.” Hermione defended, “Are you going back?”
Ron looked at a tree and said, “Well, er, I don’t know. Maybe?”
“Which, in normal people terms is no.” Ginny said.
“Ron!” Hermione said. “You should go. Aren’t you going Harry?”
“No.” Harry said. “When Kingsley came by, he hinted that I could get into the Auror department when I’m fully healed. I don’t see a point in waiting a whole nother year.”
“But,” Hermione said, “Don’t you want to enjoy Hogwarts again?”
“Yeah, but I think my era’s passed. It’s time for the post-war kids to start going there.” Harry said. “I just think, no one would treat me as a normal person.”
“Professor McGonagall said that they’ve started asking people but a lot of kids are taking a year off. Most of the people there will know you.” Hermione argued.
“I just don’t think I’m the same person I was a year ago.” Harry said, “I’ve changed and trying to hold on to that is a lost hope.”
Hermione pursed her lips, realizing that the battle with Harry was all but lost. “What about you Ron? What’s your excuse.”
“Er, I think I’m going to join Harry in the Aurors, if they’ll have me.” Ron said.
“Hermione, don’t sweat it.” Ginny said and then whispered something into her ear that made both of them giggle.
Ron and Harry looked at each other in confusion and then both shrugged. Chances were, they didn’t really want to know.
“So are you two together?” Hermione asked looking from Harry to Ginny.
Harry noticed Ron purse his lips, and he looked at Ginny. She was staring at him. “Er,” Harry said, “We haven’t really worked that out yet.” He glanced at Ginny hoping that was the right answer.
“Yeah,” She said, “We haven’t really discussed it.”
“Good.” Ron said.
“What do you mean?” Ginny demanded.
“Well, I think you shouldn’t date.” Ron said.
“Why?” Ginny said as Hermione stared at him in shock.
“Harry hurt you last time, that can never happen again.”
“That was because there was a fucking war going on, I understand why he did it, but it still doesn’t make sense.” Ginny argued back her temper flaring.
“Yeah but you should just not be in a relationship.” Ron said seeming to run out of arguments.
“Ron you need to stop being an overprotective older brother. I can handle myself and I can make my own decisions. You aren’t allowed to pick who and where and when.”
“Ginny, we are related, I’m older!”
Ginny’s wand whipped out and she jabbed it at his chest. “That doesn’t mean you know better.”
Ron’s eyes were just focusing at the wand, and he backed away slowly. Harry knew that someone was going to get hurt soon, and took out his wand. Stepping between them, he deflected Ginny’s wand tip. “This isn’t the place or time.”
“Let me at him!” Ginny said as she struggled to get around Harry. Harry nonverbally cast a shield charm, and stared at her.
“Ginny, just let me try and talk some sense into him. If he doesn’t listen I’ll let you do whatever you want.” Ginny slowly put her wand away, and Harry led Ron away from the girls.
“Thanks mate.” Ron said. “If I had drawn my wand I would’ve ended up as a pumpkin.”
“Ron, she’s right.” Harry said and before Ron could say anything kept on talking. “You can’t really decide for her.”
“But, she’s my sister!”
“Hermione’s practically mine but I’m not going to stop her from dating some pig headed boy I went to school with. It’s her choice.”
“I’m not pigheaded.” Harry raised an eyebrow at this.
“My point his, Ginny knows what’s better for her than you. Maybe it’s me, maybe it’s Dean Thomas? I don’t think you get to decide for her.”
“But, but, it’s not fair.” Ron said.
“Do you really think I’m that bad?” Harry asked.
“No, it’s just, there’s been some tension. Between me and Hermione, me and Ginny, me and Percy. It’s been sort of building up.”
Harry nodded. “Because if you did, well I guess I wouldn’t date her.”
“Why?” Ron asked.
“You’re my best mate, your opinion has to count for something.”
“Will you though?” Ron asked.
“I don’t know. We’ve both been through a lot and we are different people,” Harry glanced back and saw that the girls were walking to the house. “I don’t know if it will work out for us.”
“I want you to be happy mate, but if you hurt her again-”
“I won’t, I promise.”
“What’s the matter with you and Hermione?”
“There’s definitely something.”
Harry looked at his friend who was doing his best to let no emotion leak, and Harry put it to rest. “Harry, you have a visitor!” Mrs. Weasley called from the kitchen.
With a shrug, they both entered the house to find Teddy crawling over Mrs. Weasley. “Teddy!” Harry said, and found that Andromeda was right next to him, smiling at him.
“I know that you haven’t been able to visit, but I think Teddy wants to see someone other than his old grandmother.”
“You’re not old.” Harry said smiling. He wanted to pick up Teddy, but found that he was in the arms of Mrs. Weasley.
“You’re too kind.” She smiled and then she said, “I was wondering if I could speak to you in private, Harry?”
“Of course.” Harry said and she led him to the sitting room.
“We were waiting until you were able to be out and around.” She started and placed her hand on his knee. Harry took a deep breath, he knew what was coming. “It’s the middle of July, we are going to have the ceremony soon.” Harry looked down. He didn’t want her to notice if his eyes started to water. “I know that Remus, and Nymphadora would really appreciate it if you would say a little something there. Would you?”
Harry took another deep breath and then stuttered out, “It’s the least I can do.”
“Thank you dear.”
“When’s the ceremony?”
“July 25th. Oh and there’s something else.” She said and Harry looked up. “You are the godfather,” She pointed into the room that Teddy was in. “And I was wondering what you want to do about him.”
“You should be the primary caregiver.” Harry said. “But perhaps on weekends I can have him if there isn’t some thing that happens?” It was a question but he really hoped that she would say yes.
“Of course, Harry dear.” She smiled and they started to walk back to the sitting room.
“And I get to spoil him rotten.” Harry smirked and he saw her eyes twinkle. Harry smiled and then returned to play with his godson.
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