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Darkness Rising
By hgromance

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Category: Post-OotP, Alternate Universe
Characters:Albus Dumbledore, Draco Malfoy, Harry/Ginny, Hermione Granger, James Potter, Lily Potter, Luna Lovegood, Minerva McGonagall, Other
Genres: Action/Adventure, Drama, Romance
Warnings: Death, Disturbing Imagery, Intimate Sexual Situations, Mild Language, Mild Sexual Situations, Sexual Situations, Violence
Rating: R
Reviews: 245
Summary: ON HIATUS FOR NOW. Sequel to Innocence Lost. Read that one first. Harry's fifth year. More surprises are in store for Harry and company. Harry has to learn how to handle an evil teacher, an evil wizard who wants him dead. He finds the answers to why he and Ginny can practically feel the others' emotions. Oh, and Harry's parents are alive? He has a sister?
Hitcount: Story Total: 108049; Chapter Total: 5659





Author's Notes:
Sorry, it took so long. I'm still having to use hubby's laptop for writing. In this chapter we see where Harry and Ginny will be staying during the school year, some Quidditch, the return of a friend, an embarrasing talk with the twins and a wedding night. It's a short chapter but for what I wanted to come next, that was the best stopping spot.




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Chapter 9



When they reached the Great Hall, Harry’s eyes widened in surprise. The house-elves had definitely outdone themselves. The table was crammed full of dishes, from the elaborate to the simple, to accommodate every taste. Before he and Ginny had taken two steps, Dobby appeared.

“Oh, Harry Potter, sir! Miss Wheezy!” The little elf’s eyes widened, more than Harry thought was possible, in horror. He started searching for something to punish himself with.

Harry knew what was coming. “Dobby, stop!”

“Dobby is so sorry. Dobby is making a mistake. Dobby knows it’s Mrs. Potter, now. Please forgive Dobby.”

Ginny got to eye level with the distressed elf. “It’s okay Dobby. I’m not quite used to saying it or hearing it.”

“Oh, thank you. Harry Potter sir has made a wise choice in mates. You’re just as honorable as he is.”

Ginny blushed furiously at Dobby’s words. “Thanks, I think. Is there something you needed?”

“Oh, yes, Dobby is wanting to know where to put your things.”

“Oh…um…,” Ginny looked up at Harry, at a loss.

“Why don’t you put both their things in Gryffindor’s Head Boy’s room, Dobby,” Dumbledore interjected.

Dobby performed a sweeping bow and popped out of existence. Dumbledore turned to Harry and Ginny.

“After we eat, I’ll show you where that is and make a few modifications for the two of you.”

Nodding their acceptance, the two sat and began fixing their plates. Everyone wanted to see the ceremonial items so they passed them all around. When they reached Sirius, he glanced down the table to see if Harry was watching. Since he wasn’t, Sirius put a finger to his lips and slipped the knife onto his lap before passing the others on.

Harry took one look at the collection when they came back and looked down the table. “Okay, Sirius, hand it over. You want one, get your own.”

Sirius sat, completely embarrassed, while everyone else broke into laughter. He couldn’t believe his fifteen year old godson had just put him in his place by telling him to get a wife. Then again, Harry is James’ son. He let out a bark of laughter and sent the knife down to Harry.

“You know I wasn’t going to keep it, don’t you? I just wanted to see if you’d notice.”

“I know.”

Everyone continued eating, chattering all the while. The adults sat at one end and the kids on the other. Harry and Ginny sat hip to hip, thigh to thigh, leg to leg, foot to foot. Every so often a leg would caressingly brush its mate. After about the fifth time, Ginny’s left arm slipped under the table to rest on Harry’s thigh. Her hand caressed his knee a few times before lying still. All this was done without either of them breaking conversation.

As the meal was winding down, Lily got up and asked to speak with Ginny a moment. They walked out the doors and stopped a short distance away. Lily took Ginny’s hands in hers and beamed at the younger red-head.

“You are a beautiful person, inside and out. I couldn’t have chosen better for my son.”

“Um, thanks, Mrs. Potter.”

“Call me Lily, Mrs. Potter. Now, I remember what it’s like to be young and in love, experiencing certain exciting feelings…”

“Don’t worry. Harry and I have talked about that and have decided that we’re not ready to take that step yet.”

“I’m impressed. That shows a lot of maturity. Well, just because you’re not consummating your marriage doesn’t mean there aren’t other ways to enjoy yourselves.” She cocked an eyebrow at the deep blush staining the girl’s cheeks. “Though perhaps you’ve found a few ways yourselves. Very well, then, let me tell you a few secrets about Potter men. I suspect Harry is very much like his father.”

Ginny didn’t know what to think. On one hand she was glad to be getting some tips but on the other it almost seemed wrong, somehow, that she was getting them from her husband’s mother. The more she listened, the more she realized that Lily was just a very open person, no matter the topic. Ginny found herself wishing her own mother was so free. Then Lily said something Ginny had a hard time believing.

“Really? Every time?”

Every time,” she said, eyes twinkling, mouth turned up in a mischievous smile.

They continued to talk a little more then went back into the Great Hall.

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“Now, Harry, Ginny, you’ll be staying here in the Head Boy’s rooms this year,” informed Dumbledore when they reached the portrait entrance just under the stairs leading to the boys’ dorms. “Sir Beaumont, here, will guard your entrance and will not allow anyone access without your presence. For emergencies, you may want to set up a password to give to a couple friends in case either of you are unable to be present.”

Dumbledore walked a few yards away to give them some privacy.

“So what do you think? It should be something no one would be able to guess.”

“Yeah, but what?”

“Haven’t a clue.”

They stood there a full two minutes before Ginny’s face lit up. “How about that white place where we found each other?”

Harry smiled. “That’s perfect. Okay, the white world it is, wherever it was. That reminds me,” Harry turned to Dumbledore. “Professor, there’s something I’ve been meaning ask you.”

Dumbledore returned to where Harry and Ginny stood. “What is it, Harry?”

“Professor, after Ginny and I had been attacked, while we were unconscious, we found ourselves in this place that was completely white. I mean, there was scenery but no color. Everything was white, even our clothes. After what felt like days, we finally found each other and the moment we touched, the colors returned only much brighter. Where was that? What happened?”

The Professor stroked his beard in thought. He remembered how long the two teens were unconscious and what Molly and Hermione had done to get any kind of response from them. Then he replied.

“I can’t be entirely sure but I believe your conscious mind was caught inside your bond and when your bodies physically touched, when Molly and Hermione placed Ginny’s hand in yours, your connection became absolute. You woke up not long after that.”

“We were inside our bond? I would have thought it nicer than that.”

“The white world, as you call it, was your bond before your physical bodies touched. If you were to ever be separated from each other,for a long period of time, that iould be how you would see the world, no life, no color. If you were to look inside your bond now, however, it would appear as it did before you woke. Brilliantly colorful.”

“Oh, wow. Cool.”

“Are you ready to see the rooms now?”

“Sure.”

The portrait opened and the three entered the sitting room. The room was decorated in Gryffindor colors. Against one wall was a fireplace with a small couch and chair positioned in front of it, a coffee table in front of them. On the mantel sat a pot of Floo powder. Against another wall was a desk and chair. Light sconces lit the room. An enchanted section of a wall mimicked an outside window, like the ceiling in the Great Hall.

Dumbledore waved his wand and the desk and chair scooted over to make room for another desk and chair. He also conjured a small table by the entrance and placed a wizardling wireless radio onto it.

Next, the three went into the bedroom. This room was also decorated in Gryffindor colors. On the near wall, another fireplace sat. A dresser sat next to the fireplace. A four-poster sat against the far wall with an end table next to it. This room also had an enchanted window and light sconces. To the right, a door led to the loo. Another opened onto a closet. At the foot of the bed, Harry’s and Ginny’s empty trunks rested.

Dumbledore added another dresser, widened the bed to easily accommodate two people, and added an end table. Since the sconces were too high to be taken care of by hand, Dumbledore showed them the spell to light and extinguish them.

“Well,” Dumbledore asked, “will this do?”

“Absolutely. It’s great.”

Ginny nodded her head in agreement.

“Well, any other questions, you know where to find me.”

“Thanks, Professor.”

Harry and Ginny found themselves standing awkwardly in the bedroom. After a few minutes, Ginny let out an exasperated sigh.

“For Merlin’s sake, this is ridiculous. I’m getting this dress off.”

She turned her back to Harry, looked back at him over her shoulder, and smiled mischievously.

“Will you unzip me?” she asked in an overly innocent tone.

Inside, she sang and was doing a little happy dance at Harry’s widened eyes and giant gulp. On the outside, however, she appeared calm, just a smile on her face.

Harry gathered his courage and stepped up to Ginny. He took the zipper in one hand and began dragging it down. His other hand followed it down, lightly brushing Ginny’s back in the process.

“Thanks,” she said, a bit breathlessly.

Only holding the dress to her front, she stepped over to one of the dressers and looked inside. Sure enough, Dobby had emptied their trunks. Finding a change of clothes, she locked herself in the loo.

Harry stood staring at the bathroom door a long moment before shaking his head to clear it. That enticing bit of Ginny’s back caused all sorts of visions to flash before his eyes. Get a grip, Potter. Deciding this was a good time to change his own clothes, he pulled out a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. He'd just donned the t-shirt and was about to change his pants when Ginny’s voice called out.

“Is it safe to come out?”

“Uh…Hang on.” Swiftly, he exchanged the slacks for the jeans. “Okay, you can come out now.”

Ginny exited the bathroom, dress draped over one arm and sandals hooked on two fingers of her other hand. She wore a pair of black jean shorts and emerald green t-shirt, black trainers on her feet. Gently, she placed the dress on the bed, the sandals on the floor, and turned to lock eyes with Harry.

Like a magnet to metal, they were drawn to each other and met halfway across the room. Taking Ginny in his arms he looked down into her whiskey colored eyes.

“You looked absolutely enchanting out there this morning, Mrs. Potter.”

“You looked fairly delectable yourself, Mr. Potter.”

For several minutes, they stood there, arms wrapped around each other, foreheads touching, eyes closed. They luxuriated in the feel of the other’s heartbeat and in their link, nearly drowning in the shared emotions. Before they lost themselves completely, Ginny pulled away.

“We should go before someone comes looking for us.”

“Yeah, probably.”

Exiting through the portrait hole, they said good-bye to Sir Beaumont, and holding tightly to one another’s hand, went in search of their families.

++++

Since Harry didn’t get the chance to play the last game of Quidditch, they decided to play again. After the last game, James decided the school needed new brooms and bought the newest Comet models for the students to use. These were what everyone who didn’t already have a broom used. The team captains were Harry and Charlie and they played Seeker. Harry chose his father, Ginny, and Cherish for his Chasers. Charlie chose his father, and the twins to be the Chasers for his team. Ron ended up being Keeper for Harry’s team. Bill was Keeper for Charlie’s team. They had no Beaters.

After hearing so much about how well his father flew, Harry took a moment just to watch him play. Wow, he really can fly. Go, Dad! It took the Snitch flying two inches in front of his face for him to get his head back into the game. Unfortunately, he lost it in the sun. Surprisingly, the teams seemed evenly matched. The game had been going on for an hour and the score was sixty-fifty in favor of Charlie’s team when Harry caught sight of the Snitch again.

Charlie, too saw the tiny golden ball and it became a race. Both Seeker wove in, around, above and under the other players. In order to see which of Hogwart’s best Seekers would catch the ball, everyone else stopped playing. The Snitch hovered a few feet from the ground in the center of the pitch.

Harry’s eyes never left the winged ball, leaving his flying to his instincts. He was so focused he cut around his father so closely he ended up brushing James’ leg with his shoulder. Harry and Charlie were equally close to the Snitch. Just feet seconds before it was caught, the ball moved off into a sharp climb away from either of them. Harry never lost focus. He braked so hard he came to an absolute stand-still, turned and followed his quarry. Charlie, having seen that maneuver, backed off saying he couldn’t compete with talent like that. Seconds later, Harry wrapped his hand around the squirming ball.

When they all landed, Harry was congratulated on a good catch.

“I must bow to the superior talent,” joked Charlie.

Harry laughed. “You weren’t too shabby.”

“That was awesome flying, son.” James patted Harry on the back.

“Thanks, Dad. You haven’t lost your touch, either.”

“Harry James, you nearly scared me to death!” yelled Lily.

“He has a knack for doing that. Seems to take after his father,” stated a weary voice.

Turning to the newcomer, Lily let out a squeak of surprise and ran to an old friend. If he hadn’t been leaning against a wall, she would have bowled him over.

“Remus! Oh, Merlin, it’s so good to see you! How are you?”

Lily dragged him back towards the group, James meeting them partway there. James gave his school friend a big hug, slapping him on the back.

Remus pulled away and just stared at the two Potters. “I couldn’t believe it when Albus told me you were still alive. Even now, I’m tempted to pinch myself to make sure I’m not imagining things.”

“Well, believe it. We’re here and we’re not going anywhere,” vowed James.

Lily’s gaze shifted from James to Sirius, to Remus and then laughed. “Oh, Merlin, Hogwarts and Albus better watch out. The Marauders are back on school grounds.”

Everyone who got the joke laughed. The twins’ faces took on an extremely mischievous look. Harry, in his laughter, draped his right arm around Ginny’s shoulders, causing the sun to catch the metal band encircling his wrist.

The quick flashes drew Remus’ eye and he froze. He knew exactly what he was seeing, he just couldn’t believe it. Rushing over, he grabbed Harry’s wrist, eyebrows raised at the representation. Then he looked at Ginny’s band and a grin broke out at the phoenix. He stood there looking into each teen’s eyes and then nodded, seeminly satisfied with what he saw.

“Well, there’s obviously a lot I’ve missed.” He turned to Molly. “I’m surprised you allowed this.”

Before Molly could speak, James replied. “We’ll fill you in on everything.”

The school brooms were returned and everyone headed back towards the castle. The group formed an upside down triangle with the adults leading the way, the kids, minus Harry and Ginny, in the middle, and Harry and Ginny forming the point.

As they walked, Remus was told of the simultaneous attacks, the Life-Force Union Harry and Ginny now had, and their empathic abilities towards each other, as well as their ability to draw on each other’s magic.

“Are you serious?” He turned to glance at the young couple.

“No, I am,” came a voice to Remus’ right. “But he’s telling you the truth.”

Groans followed the lame joke and Remus glared at Sirius a moment. The former professor glanced at the teens again before letting out a low whistle, shook his head and laughed.

“Only your kid, Prongs. So, what about the other one? Any special talents?”

“She’s very good at Quidditch, professional good.”

Remus laughed again. “That figures.”

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Completely unaware they were being discussed, Harry and Ginny were wrapped up in each other. Walking side by side with their arms around each other, hands wandered under the backs of shirts to skim the bare skin, sending shivers down spines. Feeling bold, when Ginny’s hand reached Harry’s waistband, she tucked her fingers inside and clutched the waistband to hold her hand in place.

The feel of Ginny’s fingers there made Harry stumble a little. Seeing her smirk, he returned the favor and was pleased to get a similar reaction.

Looking up, they saw Fred and George waiting for them, arms crossed, faces serious. Everyone else had gone on ahead. Slowing their pace, they stopped in front of the two brothers.

“What’s up?”

“We’re very glad that you’ve--,” started Fred.

“–moved into the Head Boy’s room because--,” added George.

“–you’re nighttime ‘get togethers’ were--,”

“–interrupting our beauty sleep,” they said together.

Harry turned an interesting Weasley red and stammered, “I…I…I”

Ginny merely cocked an eyebrow. “It only happened twice, you prats.”

“I…um…thought I…uh…had used a Silencing Charm.”

Fred smirked. “You must have been really distracted because it didn’t work fully. Now, we knew something was bound to happen, the way you two kept waking up wrapped around each other, but I got to tell you, we really didn’t want to hear any of it.” He shuddered.

Harry, too mortified to speak, remained quiet. Ginny had no such problem.

“You never let on that you knew. Why didn’t you say anything?”

“Well, we were plotting our revenge against Harry for doing that with you, with all of us in the same room until we noticed you still had your pajamas on.” He shrugged. “After that, there really didn’t seem to be any reason to say anything.”

“Anyway,” continued George, “we just wanted to say thank you and have fun.”

The twins laughed and continued their walk to the castle, leaving Harry and Ginny to stare after them, one completely embarrassed and the other appreciating her brothers’ senses of discretion.

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“What did Mum say to you?” Ginny asked after getting ready for bed that night.

They were lying on their sides in the bed, facing each other.

“Nothing much. Just that she was happy for us. She said she was sorry for trying to keep us apart and to try and be patient with her, that it might take her awhile to get used to everything.”

“Good. I was hoping it would have been something along those lines.”

“No need to worry.”

Harry leaned in and brushed her mouth with his. As it so often did, the kiss changed quickly and other needs took over. Again, hands wandered and, again, Ginny did something she’d never done. She moved Harry’s hand up to her chest. After a brief hesitation, he caressed her there. Ginny’s hand roamed Harry’s chest and delighted in the hills and valleys and small patch of springy hair it found.

For reasons neither wanted to examine, those small touches weren’t enough. Ginny pushed Harry’s shirt up the same time he was undoing the buttons on her pajama top.

“This is as far as it goes, right?” Harry asked breathlessly.

“Right,” Ginny answered just as breathlessly.

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Afterward, they lay together, utterly spent and drowsing. Harry broke the silence.

“You’re so beautiful,” he said, half-asleep. “I love you. I don’t think I’ve said that yet, at least not since this morning.” He gave a lazy chuckle. “I never thought I’d be married to the girl of my dreams at the age of fifteen, but I wouldn’t change a thing.”

“Thank you, luv. That’s so sweet. I love you, too. I’ve always seen myself married to you so my dreams have come true.”

Reaching up, she placed a kiss on his jaw before tucking her head back against his neck, under his jaw.

Harry pulled the blankets up to cover them both and within seconds both were sound asleep.
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