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If You Can Help Her By witowsmp
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Category: Alternate Universe
Characters:Harry/Ginny, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley
Genres: Action/Adventure, Comedy, Drama, Fluff, Humor
Warnings: None
Story is Complete
Rating: R
Reviews: 570
Summary: This story starts with an alternative ending to Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets where Harry helps Ginny recover from her experience, unknowingly initiating a bond that affects the rest of their lives. Rating is for violence in the later chapters. **A French translation called "Si tu peux l'aider" is being written by the author Sined. It's posted on Fanfiction.Net.
Hitcount: Story Total: 296362; Chapter Total: 13178
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Harry Potter and all characters, etc. belong to J.K. Rowling, not me.
If You Can Help Her — Chapter 2
Starts when Harry wakes up in…
…The Prisoner of Azkaban - Chapter 4 — The Leaky Cauldron
Harry woke up in his room at the Leaky Cauldron on the last day of the summer holidays, a bit disappointed that he hadn’t seen Ginny yet, but happy that he would at least see her the next day on the Hogwarts Express. He reminded himself that he also missed Ron and Hermione, but he knew that he missed his girlfriend more. He hadn’t heard from anyone since he’d arrived on the Knight Bus just a few weeks earlier, and wondered how she, er, they were. He knew the Weasleys were in Egypt, but they had to be home by now. He knew they wouldn’t make their kids miss the start of term for a vacation. He’d enjoyed these past weeks of freedom, but he couldn’t help thinking about how much more he would have enjoyed them if he’d been with Ginny. Smiling, he turned to a stack of letters on the night stand by his bed and grabbed the first one and reread it for the millionth time.
Dear Harry,
Hi Harry! How are you doing? I hope the Dursleys are at least allowing you to use Hedwig!
My family saw me kiss you at the train station yesterday, and immediately began questioning me about it. My parents actually seemed pleased about it. Percy started saying that I was behaving ‘inappropriately’ until I reminded him about when I caught him with Penelope and threatened to tell our parents about it. That shut him up fast! The twins have been harassing me about it, and unfortunately, I don’t have anything to blackmail them with, YET. In other words, things are relatively normal here. It’s a lot better than being pitied for what happened.
I had another nightmare last night. I dreamed about the Dursleys locking you up, telling you that you’re not fit to live, and not letting you come back to school. I miss you already! I wish you could have just stayed the summer with us!
Write back soon!
Love,
Ginny
That was the first letter he’d gotten from her, a few days after he’d gotten home. He figured that Errol must have gotten lost on the way. He’d sent his response back with Hedwig, asking Ginny to use his owl, and sent Errol back empty-handed. They’d corresponded a lot over most of the summer. She’d told him about her days, sneaking her brothers’ brooms to practice flying, going down to the pond nearby, and everything else that happened at the Burrow. He would talk about how his time with the Dursleys was going. Her letters made him happy, but he feared that his letters made her sad. He’d commented on that in his fourth letter, to which she responded, “It makes me happy to know that my letters make you feel a little happier. It also makes me happy that you’re willing to tell me how the Dursleys are treating you, and share your feelings with me. Don’t you dare start telling me what you think I want to hear! What I want to hear from you is the truth!” After that he decided to keep telling her the truth. He was glad to find out that her family had won the Grand Prize Galleon Draw, but didn’t really think it was a good idea for them to spend the money on a month long vacation instead of buying things they needed, such as new clothes and books, etc. Mr. Weasley may even have been able to buy a new car. Harry himself had managed to avoid splurging his money. However, he kept those thoughts to himself, and hoped they’d have a good time on their trip. On his birthday, he’d received gifts from Hagrid (the biting book), Hermione (the broomstick servicing kit), Ron (the pocket sneakoscope), and Ginny. What she got him was a framed picture of herself in dress robes. Whenever he’d look at it, she would either smile, wink, or blow kisses at him. At the bottom of the silver frame the words, “I Love You!” were written in big gold letters. The card she sent with it said, “I hope you don’t think it’s too corny or stupid, but I wanted to be the first person to tell you that I love you, and I don’t want you to forget it!” This had really touched him, and he said so in his response, along with telling her that he loved her too. They’d continued writing each other until Aunt Marge came and he sent Hedwig to the Weasleys for safe keeping. When Hedwig arrived at the Leaky Cauldren without any note, he was surprised. He wasn’t entirely sure he should be sending Hedwig out since he wasn’t allowed to leave Diagon Alley, so he didn’t send any letters to Ginny. He hoped she wouldn’t be mad at him. He set the letter down and picked up the picture she had sent him and smiled as he stared at it for several minutes before getting out of bed and facing the day. He got up, dressed, went for a last look at the Firebolt, and was just wondering where he’d have lunch, when someone yelled his name and he turned.
“Harry, HARRY!”
There they were, all three of them, sitting outside Florean Fortescue’s Ice Cream Parlor — Ron and Ginny both looking incredibly freckly, Hermione very brown, all waving frantically at him.
After discussing what had happened with Aunt Marge, which both Ron and Ginny thought was terribly funny while Hermione didn’t seem to agree, Harry asked if they’d gotten everything they wanted. When Hermione mentioned that she wanted an owl and Ron needed Scabbers checked over, Harry saw his opportunity. He pointed them both toward the magical creature shop and said that Ginny and he would catch up with them later. Ginny blushed, Hermione smiled at Harry, and Ron rolled his eyes.
After Hermione dragged Ron away, Harry put his arms around Ginny, kissed her, and said, “I missed you so much!”
“Me, too!” she said, gazing into his eyes.
“Well, well, well,” came a familiar, hated voice from across the street. They broke apart and Harry turned and saw a tall, skinny boy with blonde hair surrounded by his two goons.
“What do you want, Malfoy?” Harry shouted while Draco Malfoy stepped forward.
“You should be more careful, Potter, kissing the Dark Lord’s mistress like that,” Malfoy said with a sneer.
With a look of pure hatred on his face, while reaching for his wand, Harry stepped in front of Ginny and shouted, “Don’t you DARE call her that!!!!”
Draco smiled and said, “I suppose a stupid son of a mudblood like you doesn’t understand, but the Dark Lord doesn’t like to lose his…possessions. Neither do I!”
Harry knew Malfoy’s “possession” was Dobby and didn’t care what Malfoy said about that. But he just called Ginny Voldemort’s possession. Draco was gonna pay for that! Harry raised his wand and was about to hex the smile off of Draco’s face when he heard Ginny whisper from behind him, “You’re already in trouble, let me do it.” Harry put his wand down and saw Draco smile for a split second before it happened. Malfoy’s face started to expand, his eyes bulged, and his mouth stretched too tightly for speech — he was inflating like a monstrous balloon, his stomach bursting free from his belt, each of his fingers blowing up like a salami.
“MALFOY!” yelled Crabbe and Goyle together as Draco’s whole body began to rise into the air. Crabbe and Goyle looked at each other, then at Harry’s and Ginny’s wands, and ran off.
Harry was standing there in shock for a few seconds, then burst out laughing. Ginny then said, “Harry, let’s go,” and grabbed his arm and pulled him toward the Magical Menagerie where Ron and Hermione had gone.
“I hope you don’t get into too much trouble for that,” Harry said, still laughing.
“It won’t be nearly as bad as performing magic in front of a muggle. Besides, do you think Draco will admit that a girl younger than him got the drop on him?” Ginny said with a chuckle.
“I love you, Ginny,” Harry said, with a more serious look in his eyes.
“I love you, too,” Ginny replied, putting her hand in his.
“How’d you learn how to do that anyway?” Harry asked.
“Well, after I heard you’d done it, it sounded so funny that I had to learn the spell. I’ve been dying for an opportunity to try it out!”
“I guess you’ll have to thank Draco, if he ever comes down,” Harry said, pointing at the figure still floating higher in the sky like a helium balloon.
“Is that Malfoy up there?” came Ron’s voice from behind them. He was massaging his head.
“Yes, it sure is!” laughed Harry. “I wonder what happened. Ginny and I were having a pleasant conversation with him and he started floating away. I don’t have any idea what happened!”
Ron laughed, “I know it’s funny, very funny, and I’m sure he deserved it, but you really shouldn’t try to get in trouble like…that.” He then burst out laughing again.
Harry said, “I honestly didn’t do it, Ron!”
“Then who?”
“I did,” bragged Ginny. “He did deserve it and I’m not sorry! He said I was…I was,” Ginny looked down at this point.
Harry gripped her hand tighter and said, “He said she was Voldemort’s possession.” He then lifted Ginny’s face up with his free hand, looked in her eyes and said, “But it’s not true, Ginny! Don’t ever think that it is!”
“Of course not, Ginny! Who cares what that git thinks!” Ron said. Then Ron smiled and said, “One of you has got to teach me that hex!” They all laughed for a minute, then Ron said, “Come on guys, we’ve got to get to the magical creature shop. As they reached it, Hermione came out, but she wasn’t carrying an owl. Her arms were clamped tightly around an enormous ginger cat. “You bought that monster?” said Ron, his mouth hanging open.
The End
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