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Harry Potter and the First Mission by StarFeather
Chapter 2 : Reconstruction and Funeral
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The hot sun light hit Harry as he walked down the lawns on the hill to Hagrid's cabin. There was no breeze at all. Hagrid was levitating timbers to reconstruct his cabin which was damaged during the war. Fang danced around Harry, trying to lick his face.

"Hagrid, is there anything I can help you?" Harry asked.

"Nope. I've almost done. Oh yeh, feed Buckbeak. He's starving," said Hagrid.

"O.K. Where are his foods?"

"Next ter the pumpkin patch," Hagrid bent down and scooped up nails with his big hands.

Harry walked past the pumpkin patch and he found dead ferrets hung over the fence bar. Buckbeak pecked at Harry's shoulder softly.

"Hello, Buckbeak. You were an excellent fighter," Harry patted Buckbeak gently.

He took the dead ferret and tossed it to Buckbeak. He caught it and ate.

"Wonít you have a morning exercise?" Harry said and flung another ferret to him.

Harry fed Buckbeak the fourth ferret and he talked to him,

"You seem to have eaten enough. Are you ready for the exercise?" he patted the beak.

Buckbeak closed his eyes lazily. Harry put his foot on the top of Buckbeak's wing and hoisted himself onto his back. Buckbeak began to stride and galloped and his talons kicked the ground and took off. They were soaring upwards. Buckbeak flew him around the sky above Hogwarts castle. Harry could watch over which parts of the castle were destroyed during the war. He saw some wizards and witches working in the Quidditch pitch. They were putting up goal hoops destroyed during the war. Just then the red-headed man on the broom was soaring up to Harry's spot. It was Bill Weasley.

"Morning, Harry," Bill hovered.

"Good morning, Bill. Thank you for helping to seal the tomb yesterday. Without you I couldn't seal the tomb safe enough," Harry said.

"No problem. It was an interesting task indeed," Bill descended down with Harry together.

They landed on the lawns on the hill near the Forbidden Forest.

"So you were helping professors with holding the protective charms of Hogwarts, weren't you?" said Harry and he slid off Buckbeak.

"Yes, I was. It was very hard. I had to cast so many complicated Shield charms. We needed to conjure strong enough to protect all the extensive area of Hogwarts," Bill said.

Bill paused and he told Harry,
"Fred's funeral will be held this afternoon, with the other deceased. Some families of the deceased are short of hands. So we'll help each other to send them off."

Harry's voice failed him to hear that. Bill patted Harry's shoulder,

"We all family will be back to the Burrow after lunch. See you later in the Great Hall at the lunch time", Bill left the hill to the castle.

Harry was still there and looked up at the sky. It began to breeze over the hill.

Harry, Hermione and Weasley family got back to the Burrow by the Portkey after lunch in the Great Hall. In the drawing room of the Burrow, Harry saw Fred's body wrapped in his old red Quidditch robe in the coffin.

"My dad found his magical Ford Anglia in the Forbidden Forest and he repaired it and he carried Fred here by the car. We determined to dress him in his old red Gryffindor Quidditch uniform to express our respect for his bravery," Ron shed tears.

"Right. He was indeed the Gryffindor," Harry felt a sharp pain rose in his throat. All Weasley family gathered around the coffin. Mrs.Weasley, who had been sobbing, told Harry and Ron,

"It's time to change into your black school robes."

"Eh, Mrs.Weasley, I left all my old school robes in the Muggle house. Can I borrow an extra black robes?" Harry asked modestly.

"Sure, Harry. I'll bring Ron's another black robes," Mrs. Weasley answered. Her eyes were filled with tears again.

"Girls, come with me. You also need to change," her voice was trembling.

Then Mrs. Weasley went upstairs with Ginny and Hermione.

"Well, Harry, we, men all are pall-bearers," Bill said.

"I've never been a pall-bearer," Harry inquired.

"It's simple. I'll lead the way," Bill answered.

They were dressed in black robes and gathered around the coffin again. Ginny , Fleur and Hermione, their eyes were red, put the beautiful summer flowers into the coffin. Mrs.Weasley sobbed leaning on the shoulder of Mr.Weasley, his right arm around her back, his red hair was disheveled. While Bill, Charlie and Percy levitated a transparent glass board using their wands, George was staring at Fred's pale face. And they put it down on the coffin and sealed it. Mrs.Weasley's sobbing voice became louder. Harry and the Weasley men held up Fred's coffin and took a step out. Outside of the house, Harry saw wizards and witches standing in black: Some of them were relatives of Weasley and Prewett . Headmistress McGonagall was talking with Lee Jordan and Oliver Wood quietly. Angelina Johnson, Alicia Spinett and Katie Bell were standing by them solemnly. By them two big stage coaches awaited pulled by Thestrals.

"Thank you for coming, all of you. We're ready to depart," said Mr. Weasley.

Then old Gryffindor Quidditch team members and Lee Jordan gathered around. Oliver Wood shouted,

"Our extraordinary invincible Beater, Fred Weasley, you are an honor to us. We'll never forget you." , filled with tears in his eyes.

They touched the transparent glass board of Fred's coffin all together. Angelina shed tears quietly. Alicia and Katie were sobbing. Lee Jordan was talking to Fred in a quiet voice nobody could hear clearly, his eyes were red.

Two big stage coaches pulled by Thestrals soared up to the sky. Passing by the outskirts of Ottery St. Catchpole they landed on the edge of the church site. Harry and the Weasley men carried Fred's coffin out of the stagecoach to the aisle between the chairs. They placed the coffin carefully upon the table. Just then Harry noticed the other coffins next to Fred's. He could see who was lying through a transparent glass board.

Remus Lupin was lying. His face was pale. And on the left side of Lupin's coffin, Tonks was lying. Her hair was light soft brown .Harry stared at Lupin's face for a while and murmured,

"Lemus. We've met in the forest. Thank you for staying with me at the time when I faced Voldemort. Without your support I couldn't accomplish the task. You are always my mentor."

He turned his gaze on Tonks.
"Tonks, I'll watch over your son to grow up. I promise. "

Harry , the Weasley family and Hermione filed into seats at the front of a row. Harry glanced sideways, bowing a little, to hear a baby's cry. Andromeda Tonks was holding a baby in her arms on the chair at the left front of a row. The baby, Teddy Lupin was crying, his hair was light, soft brown like as Andromeda's. Harry stood up and knelt down by Andromeda, and talked to Teddy.

"Hey, please don't cry. Your mum and dad are there. They love you. And you're not alone. Your god father, me here, too," Harry touched Teddy's hair. Teddy stopped crying and his hair changed into a jet black one. Harry grinned and said,

"Wow, you're a little wizard, aren't you? Your mum and dad are proud of you."

Andromeda whispered,

"Thank you, Harry," her eyes were red.

Harry nodded and stood up and walked back to his seat.

A mass funeral ceremony started with a church choir song. Their singing came to an end then Kingsley got to his feet up.
"We defeated Dark Magic, "he paused.

And his eyes fell upon Teddy in Andromeda's arm in the front.

But we've lost many very fine and brave witches and wizards this year. They showed us bravery facing Death Eaters and Lord Voldemort. We honour their bravery and pray their soul may rest in peace," Kinsley got back to his seat.

McGonagall had got her feet and unrolled a scroll of parchment. She read out the names of the war deads. Harry bowed a little and looked up when he heard the name, "Creevey Colin," and he surveyed the other attendance. Dennis Creevey was sitting with his Muggle parents two lines away back from Harry.

" Muggle's church site is next to ours," Ron whispered glancing back.

"Lupin Nymphadora, Lupin Remus," McGonagall continued to read.

Harry heard Andromeda's sobbing on the left side. He felt sorry for her. Andromeda lost her husband and her only one daughter. Harry swore to himself to visit her and Teddy regularly.

"Snape Severus ," McGonagall paused.

"Why is he, well, his dead body, here?" Ron inquired irritably.

"Iíll explain later," Harry whispered back.

He had talked about Snape's love for Lily to only McGonagall and Kingsley except when he fought a duel with Tom Riddle telling the truth.

"Weasley Fred," McGonagall read out.

Ron remained silent since then. Harry glanced at the right side where all Weasley family was sitting. Mr.Weasley,Mrs.Weasley and Bill were staring at Fred's coffin quietly. Percy's face was distorted, Charlie was gripping George's right hand. George was looking downward absent-mindedly. Ginny was staring at the coffin intensely. And Hermione and Fleur were in tears.

A little tufty-haired wizard in black robes had got his feet and stood in the center. He was the same wizard who had attended at Dumbledor's funeral last year. He chanted long magical spells and swished his wand a few times and chanted again, and spoke,

"Family of the deceased, please."

Then Harry and Weasley men exchanged significant looks and took a step forward and Lee Jordan and Oliver Wood assisted them and they carried Fred's coffin through the gate to the churchyard. Mr. Weasley had left Mrs.Weasley, Ginny,Fleur and Hermione. He followed them in the churchyard. They lowered the coffin on the ground. Mr. Weasley took his wand out and casted a fire-making spell,

"Incendio." Fire blazed up. Harry gasped at flames and saw tears coming down on Mr.Weasley's face.

Lee Jordan put his right arm around George's shoulder. George's pale face was distorted with tense sorrow. Flames of the pyre flared in the wind with a small crackling sound. When the last funeral fire wood burned out, Harry saw tears drop from George's eyes. The fire went out, Mr.Weasley collected ashes into a container with his wand and he went down on his knees. Ron walked up to the spot where his father was, he lifted Mr.Arthur to his feet. Mrs.Weasley, Ginny,Fleur and Hermione were waiting outside the gate. Mr. Weasley handed the container to Mrs.Weasley tring to possess his mind in patience but he failed, another drop of tears fell down on his face.

Mrs. Weasley held it in her arms carefully and protectively and whispered,

"Fred," she shed tears.

The pitiful sight moved Harry to tears again. Ginny and Fleur, both of them , eyes were red-rimmed, hugged Mrs. Weasley tight. They were all sobbing. Hermione was passing her hand over Ron's back absent-mindedly, Harry saw her face smeared with tears.

"Well, then, we must be back to Remus and Tonks," said Mr. Weasley decisively in his low surpressed voice.
They returned to the place where Andromeda was waiting for.

They had lowered down Remus and Tonks on the ground, Harry now looked up and saw seven men, walking in the gate. They had been holding the coffin: Professor Slughorn, Minister Kingsley, Professor Flitwick, Hagrid, Auror Dawlish , Filch and Draco Malfoy. Kingsley nodded and said,

"Harry, please help us."

Harry was now convinced that they had carried Severus Snape. Harry helped them with holding Snape's coffin and wondered where Snape's tomb would be. And he guessed it would be Hogwarts or the place his ancestors were. Harry wasn't sure whether Snape's mother was alive or not.

Harry, Hermione and the all Weasley family got back to the Burrow in the evening after the funeral feast at church. They made the tomb for Fred at the end of the garden.

Hermione,Fleur and Ginny conjured heathers ,lilies and daisies around it.

"We couldn't leave Fred alone in the churchyard, "Ron said.

"Good idea. He always can see your family from here," Harry said.

"BANG!" Green and gold dragons sparked out in the sky. George fired Weasleys' Wildfire Whiz-bangs. The fireworks emitted loud fiery blasts and bangs; shocking-pink Catherine wheels, rockets and silver stars and gold letters,

"Fred Weasley Forever"

Harry, Ron and Hermione got back to Hogwarts next day. Hagrid and Mr. Filch were collecting debris and classifying them by the size in the Great Hall.

"We can recycle debris to reconstruct the castle," Hermione said.

"It is an impressive sight to reconstruct from such an enormous demolition with magic," she said.

Hermione took a step to Professor Flitwick who had been levitating debris into the wall. Kingsley had been talking with wizards from Ministry and now took a step to them.

"Good morning, Harry. Good morning Ron. Are you helping to reconstruct?" he said.

"Yes, we would like to help as much as we can. We're not sure how much we can help you, though," said Harry .

"Yes, you can. We are short of hands. Well , how are Hermione's parents?", Kingsley asked.

Since the middle of May, Harry, Ron and Ginny and the rest of students who fought through the war stayed at Hogwarts and helped professors and Ministry officials with reconstructing.

In the morning , Harry and Ginny sat down on the either side of Ron, who had saved them seats. Ron was looking delighted.

"You got a letter from Hermione, didn't you?" Ginny said.

"Yes, I did. But how did you know?" Ron said.

"It's obvious. You're smirking like Trolls," Ginny rolled her eyes.

"How is she? What did she say? Could she find her parents in Australia?" Harry asked.

"How did she travel through to Australia by the Portkeys?" Ginny asked.

Ron grinned,

"Wait. Don't be too hasty. I'll answer to your all questions."

Harry and Ginny became quiet. Ron cleared his voice.

"Well, first she traveled to Dublin from London. She stayed there for a day and left for Halifax."

"To Canada?" Ginny cut in.

"Yep. From Halifax, she traveled to Boston. She also stayed there for a day and left for New York. From New York she took a Muggle europlane", Ron said.

Harry corrected him,"Aeroplane".

Ron shrugged, "Whatever."

"Wow, she moved through to Australia using four Portkeys and a Muggle transportation," Ginny said.

"It's a really long way. So could she find her parents?" Harry asked again.

"Take it easy, mate. Here, her letter for you," Ron held out a parchment.

Dear Harry

Ron wrote to me about a rebuilding of Hogwarts. I do hope I could be back soon and join in helping professors.
It was brilliant to travel through to here, Australia. Warlocks in Ireland were very mysterious. Their gaelic lilting was very fascinating. I wish I could visit them again on my way back to England. Witches in Halifax were all friendly. In America I was so busy for a connecting flight. So I couldn't have a chance to talk with any wizards nor witches there. There are American native witches and wizards. I reckon ancestors of Dumbledore's mother came from there.
I've been here in Sydney for three days. Hestia and Dedalus are kind to me. They helped me with finding my parents. Well, it wasn't really hard to find the name 'Wilkins'.There were twenty three 'Wilkins'. And only three of them were dentists! I could revive their memories with Hestia's help. We all will be back to London next weekend! I can hardly wait to see you again.

Love from

P.S. Ron says you and Ron will start training from this September. And he says Ginny's ambition is to become a professional Quidditch player. Did you know that?

Harry finished reading and grinned.

"Well, she finally could find her parents. I'm very relieved."

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