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Category: Alternate Universe Characters:Harry/Ginny Genres: Drama Warnings: None Rating: PG-13 Reviews: 32 Summary: The night of Halloween 1981 was when everything changed, when a good man laid down his life to save a child. Now years later the Potters return to the world they had left. For Harry Potter and his family this is only the beginning... Hitcount: Story Total: 27556; Chapter Total: 1926 |
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Disclaimer: I don’t own Harry Potter Harry Potter: Chapter 8: School Days “You look lost,” Rose jumped when she heard a voice say from behind her, she was standing on a stone bridge looking around. “Little bit,” Rose admitted looking at someone she had seen around the school. “You’re a Longbottom?” “And you’re Rose Potter,” He give a smile coming to stand in front of her. “William Longbottom but my friends call me Will, you’re in my next class you were sitting beside me last week.” “Oh yeah I think I remember,” Rose smiled as they walked towards class. “Good to know I made a good impression” Willilam said cheekily. “Hey, I was very flustered,” Rose told him as walked into transfiguration. The two spent most of the class quietly talking. “Can I walk you to the Great Hall? You know in case you get lost?” William asked after class it was finally lunch. “I know my way, but I shall allow it,” Rose laughed as they continued to walk. “Thank you for helping me before, it’s strange going from my parents teaching me everything to going to school.” “It’s fine you will get used to It. I bet it was cool getting taught by a Marauder growing up, the Marauders’ name is legendary in this school he seems cool when he taught us,” William commented “He’s not cool he’s my dad a nutcase,” Rose stated clearly. “If you need help in your classes I am in all of them, I can help you?” William half asked. “Have you not got anything better to do then to help catch up a transfer student?” Rose asked as they got close to the great hall. “Not really my friends normally just us me for my brains,” William told her. “Is that not what I’m doing?” Rose questioned looking at him confused. “It’s different,” William answered. “How so?” Rose asked. “I offered to help you, they expected me to do,” William told her. “Well then, that would help,” Rose smiled. “Thank you.” --- “Isn’t it unfair Rose is already on the team?” Richard Smith shouted as they stood in the middle of the Quidditch Pitch on a cloudy day in Scotland for the Gryffindor try-outs. “Or is it because you are screwing her brother?” “Now there’s need to be jealous just because you can’t get a girlfriend,” Ginny mocked as she stood at the front “For the record Rose is a much better player than you could ever be, and for that matter so am I.” “Bitch,” Richard spat out beginning to storm away. “It’s not like I want to be on the team anyway.” “Mister Smith,” James Potter shouted making Richard come to a stop as James and Lily stood not far them “Detention with me after school today, we do not use that kind of language here.” “But she-” Richard stared but James cut him off. “Would you like me to make it the whole week?” James questioned to the terrified seventh year. “No sir,” Richard stammered looking back to where everyone stood. “Good,” James with a wide smile. “Off you go.” “Hey mum, hey dad,” Rose laughed. “I thought we would come watch you try-out and wish you luck,” Lily smiled. “As you were Miss Weasley,” James smiled with a nod of his head at Ginny as he and Lily went into the stands. That day Rose became Gryffindor new seeker. --- Ginny walked into the Great Hall seeing Rose sat halfway down at the Gryffindor table with Hermione sat over from her. Both of them were staring down into books, it was lunch time, but they didn’t look like they had ate. “Hey you two, you got plans for after classes?” she asked them sitting beside Hermione. “I have a report due for tomorrow I haven’t finished it,” Hermione told her. “Really? Hermione Granger not finishing a report?” Ginny teased but Hermione didn’t say anything. “I would say have you got a secret boyfriend who is distracting you but your Hermione.” “What’s that supposed to mean?” Hermione shot backing whipping her head up to look at her oldest friend. “Well you don’t really date or show interest in dating,” Ginny tried to explain but she could tell she was digging her own grave. “Okay Rose, before Hermione murders me, you free for some quidditch?” “I’m sorry but I can’t,” Rose replied not looking up from her book. “Why not?” Ginny asked with a sigh pulling food towards her. “I managed to snag a tutor to help me with my schoolwork,” Rose said packing away some of her books. “Being taught here is so different compared to what I’m used to.” “Really? Who’d you ask?” Ginny questioned she couldn’t imagine coming into Hogwarts in her second last year. Her first year was bad enough having a young Tom Riddle in her head at the time. “Well, I didn’t ask,” Rose told them Hermione had looked up interested all of sudden in the conversation. “He offered and I accepted.” “Oh so it’s a he, is it?” Ginny teased with a knowing look earning a laugh from Hermione. “Don’t give me that look,” Rose shot back as the two facing her had the same look on their faces. “What look?” Ginny asked innocently. “I know that look,” Rose pointed out. She may not have gone to school, but she knew that look a mile away. “I invented that look.” “So, who is it?” Hermione asked confused and curious. “If you must know it’s a boy in my class,” Rose answered but not really answering. “His name is William.” “…William Longbottom?” Ginny mused. “You know him?” Rose asked her. She knew he had an adoptive older brother that was a couple year older. “I know his brother,” Ginny told her. “Neville Longbottom fought in the Battle of Hogwarts and even duelled two of the Lestranges by himself. I knew he had a younger brother at Hogwarts, but I’ve only seen him in passing,” “Well, he seems nice,” Rose said with a small smile. “Oh I bet he does,” Ginny jokes raising her eye brows with a small laugh. “Okay I’m leaving,” Rose said packing up the rest of her books. “A word of advice,” Ginny offered with a grin. “Third row at the back, hardly anyone goes there.” “I’m not listening,” Rose said trying to ignore the laughing. “And don’t tell my brother anything.” “I thought you and William were nothing?” Ginny smirked back. “We are nothing, just shut it,” Rose huffed and waved her off as she walked out the Great Hall. --- The student of Hogwarts had been back at school for just over a month the youngest Potter was loving being at school, but he would be the first to admit he hadn’t really made any friends. But as his father had said, if he didn’t spend so much time in the library researching pranks and in the common room thinking up pranks he might meet different people. Evan was currently sat in the middle of the library with what seem like maybe ten or twenty books around him on the table. “Your Evan,” a voice said making him jump knocking over the ink pot that he had been using a moment before. “You’re the one that is normally in the Weasley shop in Hogsmeade.” “I’m”yeah that’s me,” Evan said looking up at the boy with mouse brown hair who had just tapped his wand on the ink to make it disappear. “Dennis Creevey,” the boy said sticking out his hand for Evan to shake to which he did. “If you want my brother’s autograph I’m not getting you it,” Evan said confused to why he was suddenly talking to someone that seem to know a lot about him. “Oh no nothing like that, now if you had of been talking to my strange older brother Colin then yes maybe but no not me,” Dennis sat taking the seat over from Evan. “How do you do it? Being famous for just being the brother of Harry Potter?” “I hide away researching thing to do with pranks and stuff like that. Harry is my brother, I don’t see him any different. He’s cool because I can play stupid pranks on him and he really doesn’t care,” Evan explained. “Now if you offered to get me an autograph from the Weasley Twins, that would be brilliant,” Dennis grinned back. “…You like pranks?” Evan blinked in surprise. Other than the Weasley Twins themselves”and of course his own father”he thought that he was the only one who actually enjoyed them. “I gather that you know about my dad and his friends? The Marauders?” “They’re kind of legendary around here,” Dennis nodded in confirmation. “I still prefer the Twin Terrors.” Twin Terrors… That sounded like them alright… “Want to meet them?” Evan offered suddenly. Well, his parents did say he needed to make some friends so he might as well start somewhere. “Really?” Dennis asked with a wide grin. “Can I?” “Sure,” Evan replied with a nod. “We’re going to Hogsmeade this weekend, right? I’m sure we can stop by and pay a visit to their shop.” “Thanks mate,” Dennis smiled back. They sat there for the rest of the evening since classes had already ended for the day before finally being kicked out of the library as it drew closer to curfew. Their housemates gave them disturbed looks while their talk of the different kinds of prank items and which ones were better grew louder. Eventually they went to bed and fell asleep much to their year mate’s relief. Seriously, those two hadn’t shut up the entire time they’d been back in Gryffindor Tower. The following morning Evan groaned as he felt a nudge against his shoulder making him roll over to get away from what touched him. The next thing he felt was a tap against his back followed by several more causing his eyes to open and turn to the boy who dared to wake him from his slumber. He’d been having a rather nice dream too, one involving himself alone on a deserted island with a dozen bikini clad women. He was definitely a teenage boy… “Hey Evan,” Dennis said with a rather pensive look. “You’d better get dressed or you’ll miss the visit to Hogsmeade.” “Hogsmeade?” Evan blinked before jumping out of bed. “Crap!” Needless to say, Evan was a whirlwind as he quickly got dressed. Dennis hadn’t bothered waiting and was already there with the rest of their year mates as the youngest Potter boy came running down the stairs. “Slept in again, Evan?” asked the familiar voice of James Potter. “Well come on then, let’s go.” “Again?” Dennis asked amused as the Potter boy walked alongside him. “I take it that you sleep in a lot?” “If I had my way classes wouldn’t start until twelve,” Evan answered truthfully. The walk to Hogsmeade was thankfully uneventful though Evan was just grateful that it wasn’t raining. They lived in Britain and don’t be fooled, it rained a lot. Finally, they arrived at the village, and everyone went their separate ways. As for Evan and Dennis, they headed for the Weasley shop in the village as fast as their legs could take them. “Hello?” Evan called out as he entered the shop. “Fred? George?” “Evan! You’re here!” one of the Twin spoke up though he couldn’t for the life of him figure out which one it was. “And you brought a friend?” “This is Dennis,” Evan introduced. “He wants some advice on pranks.” “Hello,” Dennis greeted with a smile. “Nice to meet you.” “Polite too,” Twin-one added with a grin. “Hey Forge! We got a live one in here!” he called out the back. What followed was the sound of a bang and then a crash, as if a dozen boxes had tumbled over. They could all hear the sound of someone cursing up a storm as smoke started to drift out from the door at the back of the shop. A few a few seconds Twin-two came stumbling out. “What do we have here, Gred?” Twin-two asked between coughs. “A new student in the noble art of pranking?” “A new recruit more like,” Twin-one clarified. “Erm…” Dennis trailed off as he eyed the smoke coming out of the back. “Is that going to be alright?” “It’ll be fine,” Twin-One waved off his concern. “It happens all the time.” “Please, right this way,” Twin-two said as he gestured towards the first row of products. Evan followed as the twins led Dennis through the range of prank items that they offered. After an hour and a half, the two fourth years left the shop with a couple of bags in their hands filled to the brim with magical artefacts. Say what you wanted about the Twins, they knew what they were doing. After taking a look around the rest of the shops it was finally time to return to the castle. They met up with everyone else in the village square where James then led them back to Hogwarts. It was nearly night by the time they reached it and headed back to their respective common rooms. All in all Evan thought it had been a good couple of days… -- The Potter family didn’t celebrate Halloween for two years after the night Remus died. It had never seemed right, not after all they had been through together, and all of the hardships they had faced. That was until on the night of Halloween nineteen eighty-three when Evan Sirius Potter was born. It was on the morning of the thirty-first of October when the now fifteen-year-old Evan awoke, the sun shining through the window of his dorm room. With a grin he realised that it was his birthday, and to make even better it was a Saturday meaning they didn’t have any classes for the day. He quickly threw the covers off himself and jumped out of bed. It didn’t take him long to get dressed in his regular clothes, not bothering with his Gryffindor robes for the day especially if they were going to Hogsmeade. Idly he sent a glance at the other beds in the room and saw only Dennis was present, though judging by the snoring he was obviously still asleep. Evan stared for a moment before a wide grin settled onto his face. He reached into his drawer and retrieved a small canister from within. He silently crept over to his dormmate and brought the canister up beside Dennis’ sleeping head, pressing down on its top. “Ello there mate!” The sound of the Weasley Twins echoed through the room as Dennis jumped up awake, startled at the sudden loud noise. He fell backwards and dropped down on the floor. Evan laughed at the sight as the Creevey boy sent him a glare, pushing himself back to his feet. “Not funny Evan,” Dennis grumbled. “I beg to differ,” Evan said with a grin. “Its Hogsmeade weekend and you’re going to be late. I’ll meet you down there,” with a wave he was out of the room and heading down to meet up with the rest of their year mates. It wasn’t long before they reached the village proper, and everyone slip off going their separate ways. Dennis had shown up just before they’d left the castle, half-heartedly sending him a mock glare to which Evan smiled back. Evan waved before he walked off towards the Potter house at the outskirts of the village. Home sweet home… Evan lifted his hand to the door handle when the door flew open there stood his brother “Happy birthday little brother,” Harry said with a grin as he held out his hand. “Thanks bro,” Evan grinned back as he grasped his hand to shake it. “Yah”fucker!” he cursed a second later as he felt an electric shock run through him from his brother’s hand. Harry pulled back a second later grinning widely and showed his hand which held a damn Weasley Buzzer in the middle of it. “Not cool bro.” “I got you though,” Harry chuckled in response. “Yeah, yeah, you got me,” Evan admitted. “Once a year is the best you can do I suppose.” “What are you standing outside for? Come in,” Harry laughed not stepping out of his way to let him in. “Your chubby arse is in my way,” Evan shot back giving him a push. “Language Evan, Harry let your brother in the house,” Lily said from inside. Harry turned to let him in when all of sudden Evan jumped on his back resulting to him nearly knocking Harry off his feet. “How much are they feeding you at school,” Harry asked as he tried to throw his brother off his back. “And you say I have a chubby arse.” “Language Harry,” Lily said watch her two sons. “Hey! After I was nice to you and found a Weasley outside that daft enough to date you, I invited her in if you would let me in,” Evan said as he pushed his brother again but Harry had moved sending Evan tumbling to the floor. “You really are mean to your brother,” Ginny said from the door way. Harry stood on his brother foot to get over to where she is stood. “Don’t mind me,” Evan said pick himself off the floor “Why? You sat on the floor, it a silly place to sit,” Harry said before pulling Ginny into a hug. “Hey Gin, don’t mind my brother please come on in,” he said before waving her inside. “Kiddo you have presents in here if want to open them before we return to Hogwarts!” James called out from the living room. “Presents!” Evan yelled as he darted into the room and rushed over to the rather large pile of boxes next to the fireplace leaving at least three people stood in the kitchen. He laughed as he tore into the boxes one after the other, happily examining the stuff they’d all got him. From his parents he got a thousand galleons which he planned to spend some of when he went out to the shops later. His brother had got him a Firebolt broom of all things while his sister had gotten a new set of exploding snap cards. He thanked them all for them one at a time before turning his eyes on the lone Weasley in the room. As for Ginny… “I gave some money to my brothers at joke shop for your birthday,” Ginny explained. “They said that if you stop by, they can give you whatever you from me and them.” “Really? Thanks,” Evan grinned. “I’m going to go over there right now.” “Not so fast kiddo,” James spoke up. “I think that you’re forgetting something.” “…Cake!” Evan shouted in realisation. Lily chuckled slightly as she walked into the living room carrying a large white cake in her hands, topped by a set of candles. On the top of it was the writing ‘Happy Birthday’ in cream. She walked around the table and set it down, making sure it didn’t fall or splatter. Evan grinned widely before taking a deep breath and blowing out the candles. “Happy birthday son,” Lily said with a smile. After cutting the cake up and eating a bit of it, Evan was out of the door and heading into the village proper. He spent the rest of the day wandering between shops starting from the Twins’ store and going around from there. True to their words the Twin gave him whatever caught his eye which considering the amount of stuff they actually had in there turned out to be a lot. On a side note, Gred or Forge didn’t nearly burning the building down… By the time he returned to the castle he had bought not only a second wand from Ollivanders just in case his original one ever broke”or in the unlikely event that it was incinerated when one of his fire spells was miscast. He was still smiling throughout the Halloween Feast though by the end of the night, he was that tired it didn’t take him long to drift off to sleep. All in all it had been a brilliant birthday… |
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