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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: 296380; Chapter Total: 10131 |
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Harry Potter and all characters, etc. belong to J.K. Rowling, not me. If You Can Help Her — Chapter 27 — Learning After they got Hermione to the hospital wing, Madam Pomfrey removed the curse that made her teeth keep growing, and gave Hermione a mirror. She asked her when to stop shrinking the teeth down. Harry and Ginny watched in amusement as they noticed that their friend was having her teeth shrunk more than she was supposed to. When she was finished in the hospital wing, Harry said with a smirk, “Nice smile.” Hermione blushed as Ginny giggled. “Well, er, I’ve always wanted to shrink my teeth, but mum and dad wouldn’t let me. They’ll probably be mad, but at least I can say I didn’t do it myself.” Ginny said, “I’ve got something I need to do,” and walked off before yelling back, “and I’ll need to borrow Hedwig.” Harry called out, “Sure,” and turned to Hermione. “I wonder if she’s owling her mum.” Hermione chuckled slightly, but Harry could see that his friend was as hurt as he was pretending not to be. “I can’t believe that Mrs. Weasley believed that rubbish! I thought she knew us better than that.” Neither of them saw Ron watching them with a relieved look on his face. - Later that day, Mrs. Weasley was busily reading the latest copy of Witch Weekly. Ever since Ginny started at Hogwarts, the Weasley matriarch spent the majority of the year relaxing, although she kept that a complete secret. Even her husband was convinced that she was busily working all day while he was at the ministry. He didn’t realize that with the kids gone, there was nothing for her to do. She was interrupted by a tapping sound coming from her window. She looked up to see a snowy owl she recognized as Hedwig was outside with a letter. She scowled at the bird, muttered, “What does that brat want!” and let the bird inside. She was surprised to see that Hedwig had been carrying a howler, but she was more surprised that the voice thundering from the howler was not Harry’s. It was Ginny. “MUM! HOW COULD YOU BELIEVE THAT RUBBISH FROM THE DAILY PROPHET?!? SINCE WHEN HAS RITA SKEETER EVER WRITTEN THE TRUTH ABOUT ANYTHING? THE FACT IS THAT YOUR INSENSITIVE SON RON BROKE HERMIONE’S HEART ON HER BIRTHDAY AND STARTED SNOGGING SOMEONE ELSE ALL OVER THE SCHOOL A WEEK LATER! HARRY, MY VERY WONDERFUL, LOYAL, BOYFRIEND, WAS TRYING TO COMFORT HER ON A DAY THAT WAS PARTICULARLY HARD FOR HER, AND SHE KISSED HIM ON THE CHEEK! IT WAS COMPLETELY INNOCENT! YET, INSTEAD OF ASKING ME ABOUT IT, YOU SEND HIM A HOWLER BASICALLY TELLING HIM TO GO TO HELL IN FRONT OF THE WHOLE SCHOOL! THANKS TO YOU, A LOT MORE STUDENTS ARE GOING TO BELIEVE THAT RUBBISH!!! YOU EMBARRASSED ME AND HURT BOTH HARRY AND HERMIONE BY AUTOMATICALLY BELIEVING THE WORST ABOUT THEM! I EXPECTED BETTER FROM YOU! HARRY IS UNDER ENOUGH PRESSURE FROM THIS STUPID TOURNAMENT THAT WE NOW KNOW A DEATH EATER ENTERED HIM IN UNDER TOM’S ORDERS WITHOUT HAVING A WOMAN HE LOOKS AT AS HIS MOTHER DISOWNING HIM!!! YOU’RE AS BAD AS THE DURSLEYS!!! I AM NOT SENDING YOU ANOTHER LETTER OR SPEAKING TO YOU UNTIL YOU’VE GIVEN BOTH HARRY AND HERMIONE A PROPER APOLOGY!” Molly Weasley sat there literally stunned by the words of her daughter, with tears starting to fall from her eyes. - Harry was eating his lunch with Ginny and Hermione when a brown owl Harry recognized as Sirius’ owl, Orion. He was carrying a small package and a note. Harry opened the note first and read, “Hey Harry, This is a two way mirror. Your dad and I used to talk through these all the time. You just hold it and say, ‘Sirius.’ Call me as soon as you can. Hopefully this will arrive before lunch is over so you can talk to me then. Sirius” Harry passed the note to Ginny while he opened the package up to reveal a small mirror. He held it in front of him and tentatively said, “Sirius?” The mirror glowed white for a few seconds, and then Sirius’ face appeared on the mirror. Harry grinned. “Wow!” “Hey cub, it’s good to see you. Did you enter yourself into the tournament?” “No, there was an imposter here disguised as Hagrid. He got away when the real Hagrid showed up after escaping. We, along with Dumbledore, believe he was a Death Eater who finished Crouch Jr’s job by entering me into the stupid tournament.” Sirius looked grave. “That’s probably true. The question is why. I mean, if what Voldemort wanted to do was kill you, it could be much simpler than that. Anyway, I was looking through my house and found these old mirrors, and thought they should be put to good use. What else has been going on with you? I read that rubbish Rita Skeeter wrote in the paper today. I’ll bet a lot of idiots are talking about you.” “Yeah,” said Harry with a sigh, “Mrs. Weasley sent me a howler about breaking Ginny’s heart. The whole school heard it…” “…But I sent her a howler of my own,” interrupted Ginny proudly. Sirius chuckled. “Hi Ginny. I’ll bet she’ll never forget the howler you sent her.” “She’d better not, or I’ll have to send her another one!” said Ginny with a smirk. “Well, keep me posted on what’s going on. I’ve got to go now. I’ve got curtains full of doxies that I have to take care of.” Ginny winced and then chuckled, “Well, better you than me.” “Ha-ha,” said Sirius, “I’ll see you later. Goodbye.” The image faded away. Harry whispered in Ginny’s ear, “Later tonight, when we’re alone, we’ll talk to him about animagus transformation.” She smiled and nodded at him, earning a curious glance from Hermione. “It’s nothing,” said Ginny lightly. “Or none of my business anyway,” said Hermione. Harry decided to have fun with his friend. “I was merely talking to her about some…er…research we’ve been…well…studying about our…anatomy. Hermione turned her head down in humiliation. It was easy to see that her cheeks were red. “You really don’t have to tell me…” Ginny joined in, “But as our friend, don’t you think you should know about our…er…experiments.” “I d-don’t want to know,” Hermione said slightly stuttering, “I h-have to go to the library.” She started to get up, but before she could, an old owl they recognized as Errol crashed onto their table, causing a glass of pumpkin juice to spill on Hermione, who shrieked slightly. The three of them saw it was a howler from Mrs. Weasley. Ginny took it and opened it. “Harry, Hermione, and Ginny, I owe you all an apology. I can’t believe that I fell for the lies that Rita Skeeter wrote about you! I already knew she always lied about everything she’s written about people I know, so I have no excuse. Harry, starting with saving Ginny’s life, you have always been wonderful to her, and I should’ve given you the trust that you have earned. I’m very sorry. You are most welcome in my home, if you even want to visit after what I’ve done. Hermione, I’m sorry to hear about you and Ron. I hope that things work out. I should’ve known you wouldn’t try to get in between Harry and Ginny. I’m truly sorry. Ginny, even if the article was true, I shouldn’t have interfered like that. I found out that you are quite capable of yelling at Harry if you ever need to. I hope you all can forgive me.” Instead of her voice booming out in anger like a normal howler, her voice was soft and it sounded like she was crying. “Well,” said Harry, “I guess we should send her a letter accepting her apology.” “Just like that?” questioned Ginny. “What else would we do?” asked Hermione. “Make her sweat,” said the redhead. “Ginny,” said Harry firmly, “She sounds like she’s been crying. She obviously realizes she was wrong. I’m gonna accept her apology. That way she’ll owe me a favor.” Ginny grinned at him. “I guess that’ll work.” - Later that night, after dinner, Harry and Ginny snuck into a broom closet for privacy while they talked about their illegal plans with Sirius. Ginny thought that if they were caught, they could easily claim to have been snogging, and no one would disbelieve them. Harry pulled out his mirror. “Sirius.” Sirius appeared. “Hi guys. It seems dark where you’re at.” “That’s cause it’s a broom closet,” said Ginny with mirth. “Er, well guys. When I was in a broom closet with a girl, the last thing on my mind was using my two-way mirror. Do I need to have a talk with you Harry, about girls?” Sirius had an evil grin. “Generally speaking, if they pull you into a broom closet, they want to snog you senseless. What you do is press your lips together and…” “We know how to snog!” declared a blushing Harry while Ginny and Sirius chuckled at Harry’s obvious discomfort. “We wanted to talk to you without anybody overhearing, not even Hermione. We finished reading the animagus book.” “Oh,” said Sirius. “In that case, I guess that’s different. Do either of you have any questions about that?” They spent about an hour discussing the subject with Sirius, and he gave advice and did his best to describe the meditative technique necessary for preparing your body for the transformation and gave them a schedule of meditative exercises to prepare them. He hoped that by Christmastime, they’d be ready to find out what kind of animals they would become. - In the meantime, Hermione was sitting alone in the common room studying when Ron walked up to her. He softly said, “Hi.” She looked up to him and scowled. “Hi,” she said coldly. Ron looked down. “I, er, saw you got hexed earlier and, er, I wanted to know how you were feeling.” Hermione stopped herself from smiling at his concern. “I’m fine,” she said with a neutral tone. “Your teeth are different now,” Ron observed. “They look nice.” “I suppose now I’m pretty enough now, huh?” she hissed at him. “At least until Lavender gets back with you.” Ron stepped back. “I, er didn’t mean anything by it. I’m, er, just glad you’re alright. That’s all.” He started to turn around. “Thanks Ron,” she said just loudly enough for him to hear as he walked away. She smiled to herself. Maybe she would eventually take him back, but he would have to work for his second chance. The fact that he was concerned about her meant that there was hope. She went back to her studying. - She was still studying when Harry and Ginny made their way to Gryffindor Tower. After their conversation with Sirius, Harry suggested that they actually do snog for a while, “Just to maintain appearances.” Ginny had replied, “Anything for the cause,” and proceeded to snog him until he forgot who he was. So it was that when they arrived in the common room, they were sufficiently disheveled so as not to arouse the suspicions of one, Hermione Granger. They walked up to her and Harry said with a smirk, “Don’t you ever stop studying?” She looked up and flashed Harry a dirty look before smiling. “Don’t you two ever stop snogging?” Ginny and Harry barely blushed at this. Before they could respond, three school owls flew into the room. One went to Hermione, one to Harry, and one to Ginny. Each of them was carrying the same message. “Your presence, as well as an optional date, is requested at the first ‘Slug Club’ meeting/party this Friday at seven o’clock in my office. Dinner will be served at the event. Formal attire will be appropriate. Sincerely, Professor Horace Slughorn” - Please review. Thanks to all my loyal readers and reviewers. |
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