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batsutousai
Beta:magickmaker17
Pairings: Harry/Tom(Voldemort)
Warnings: This will have slash(Guys on guys, ppl.).
Disclaim Her: *twirling a flower in one hand*
A/N:
Mind-speak
:Parseltongue:
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Chapter 19
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“Oh… Great Merlin…”
“What is it, ‘Mione?” Harry asked, not glancing up from his toast.
The Daily Prophet was shoved under his nose. He dropped the toast to take it and read the huge title on the front page:
Death Eater Raid On Ministry Killed 16, Wounded 69
Harry choked and dropped the paper. Ginny caught it before it landed in his toast and read over the whole story, face paling as she went.
“Any word on Dad?” she asked Ron, once she’d finished.
Ron held up a letter he’d received that no one else had noticed, then handed it over to Ginny without a word, as no one had taken last night’s Silencing Charm off him yet, and Harry had planned it to last until someone did.
“He’s fine. So is Percy. They weren’t on shift,” Ginny told the others. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief at their table.
“It’s not true for everyone, though,” Harry murmured, nodding to where students were being led out of the Hall by their Heads. A few of the younger Gryffindors went with McGonagall and the relief faded. “This is going to be a very sad Hogsmeade trip. Assuming they let us have one, that is.”
“They’d better!” Lavender Brown, who’d been eavesdropping, shouted.
Harry turned tired green eyes on the girl. “Lavender, people just lost their families. We never know where Voldemort’s going to strike next. Would you rather chance your life to buy some candy, or stay in Hogwarts where you can find someone to beg something off a house-elf?”
“He’s not going to strike in the daylight!” a fourth year boy called angrily.
“And we need to get costumes for the Halloween Ball!” Parvati Patil cried out.
Ginny stood and put a hand on Harry’s shoulder. “Harry, come on. Let’s go elsewhere. Yelling isn’t going to help anything.”
Harry stood as well, but the look he was giving the others in his House who didn’t seem to care about what had just happened could kill. “This isn’t a game, you idiots. You can’t get knocked over, then call for a replay to try it again. You get one chance. One day, perhaps sooner than you think, this will become a reality to you. Until then, you may have your happy obliviousness. In fact, more power to you. However, when you’re face-to-face with the wand of a Death Eater and you realise exactly how serious this is, don’t try finding me; I will not help you.” And, with that, he spun and stormed from the Hall.
In the silence that followed, Ginny raked her gaze over the Head Table and noticed that Tom wasn’t there. Then she hurried off to go find her “boyfriend”.
The silence broke once she’d stepped though the doors and she winced at the volume. Harry, I think you’re finally making the rest of them think.
-~*~-
“Come on.”
“Gin, were you not paying attention to what I said earlier?”
“I was.” Ginny rolled her eyes. “And Dumbledore is sending us in groups with teachers. The other Gryffindors have already left. If we hurry, we can go with the Slytherins. Anyway, you know just as well as I do that he won’t attack Hogsmeade.”
Harry glared up at the girl from a Dark Arts book disguised as his Transfiguration text. “I’m not up for candy and jokes, Gin. Go yourself.”
Ginny grabbed Harry arm and pulled him from his bed. He landed on the floor with a crash. “You still haven’t gone shopping for the Halloween Ball and you need a good costume. I told you over the summer to go get one, but you spent all day with Tom. If you don’t start moving that ass now, you’re going to the Ball naked.”
Harry groaned as he stood. “Yes, Mum.”
Ginny smacked the back of his head. Hard.
“Ow! What was that for?”
“Having a smart mouth?” Ginny shrugged, then dragged Harry down to the entrance hall.
“So, managed to get him, I see.” Draco smirked at the male Gryffindor.
“Missed me?” Harry shot back.
“Oh, definitely.” Draco nodded.
“Wonderful performance earlier, by the way,” Blaise said brightly.
“Scared the hell out of everyone,” Pansy agreed happily.
Harry rolled his eyes. “Oh, gee, thanks. I really tried on that one.”
“Your family’s all right?” Theodore suddenly asked Ginny. All attention turned to the girl.
“Yeah. They weren’t working that shift.” The girl nodded. All the Slytherins let out a sigh of relief.
“Good.” Everyone spun at Tom’s voice. He and Snape were coming towards them. “Professor Snape and I will be accompanying you down to Hogsmeade. You’ve all been told the drill, except perhaps Mr Potter, who is the least likely to follow it anyway.” He gave Harry a wink, which the boy returned with a scowl.
“There will be no wandering off. You will not suddenly decide you want to spend the day in another group. We will wait until everyone is done in whatever shop we go into before we leave, but you will not dawdle anyway,” Snape told them sharply. “If there is a problem, bring it to my attention immediately.”
“What about Professor Brutùs?” Pansy asked.
“Oh, me?” Tom smiled. “Professor Snape here doesn’t really trust me, you see. It’s why there’s two of us. He wants to keep a very close eye on me.” He winked at the students, most of whom sniggered.
Snape glared at Tom. “Very well. Let us go.” He turned and moved quickly out the doors and out onto the lawn.
The students quickly followed him, Harry, Draco, Ginny, Pansy, Blaise, and Theodore bringing up the rear.
“Ah, one day I will earn the trust of my co-workers.” Tom sighed, falling in to the line between Harry and Ginny.
“Keep dreaming, Marcus.” Ginny snorted.
“He’s mad at me, isn’t he?” Tom asked the girl, pointing at Harry.
“Ask him.”
“You’re mad at me, aren’t you?”
“Bugger off.”
“He is mad at me.”
“Suck up.”
Tom stared at Harry for a long moment in shock, then scowled. “You would blame me.” He quickened his pace to catch up with some of the other Slytherins to talk to them.
Draco, Pansy, Theodore, and Blaise all looked to Ginny for an explanation.
“The attack last night.” Ginny shrugged.
That’s all the others needed to understand. Draco made a face at Harry. “You think that was his fault?”
“Yes.”
“Why would he do something like that?” the blond hissed. The other three Slytherins nodded.
“He was being weird last night.” Harry shrugged.
“They had one of their normal fights,” Ginny translated.
“Oooooh…” The four Slytherins sighed.
“So you two fought and you think he decided to go and kill people?” Pansy inquired.
“Of course,” came the Gryffindor boy’s dull response.
The other five groaned.
“Harry, I know this will come as a shock, but the world doesn’t revolve around you,” Blaise informed the Boy-Who-Lived.
“That is it!” Harry spun around and started back across the lawn to the school.
“Potter!” Snape called, having looked back at Harry’s shout.
Tom groaned and waved for Snape to go on. “We’ll catch up,” he told the Slytherin Head firmly before turning around and sprinting after the teen.
Snape glared after the two, but turned back to Hogsmeade and continued leading the bunch. If Potter’s girlfriend can’t even calm him down, I can’t see how Marcus can. More power to him, however; I don’t feel like dealing with Potter’s mood like this, but nor do I want to come back to find the school in ruins if he throws another tantrum.
-~*~-
Tom grabbed Harry by the shoulder in the middle of the lawn and spun him around sharply. “Calm down, dammit!”
Harry tugged at the hold Tom had on him angrily. “Let. Me. Go. Riddle.”
Tom narrowed his eyes dangerously and grabbed Harry’s chin to keep his face steady so he could meet the boy’s eyes. “What the bloody hell is your problem this time? And don’t you dare give me your lecture about attacking innocents, because I will tell you now that any innocent or friend of yours in that building was not attacked by any of my people.”
“I’m tired of your moods shifting, dammit! One minute, you’re happily trying to get my to sleep with you, the next you’re telling me to get out! Let me go!”
“No. Not until I’m sure you won’t run off from me.”
Harry scowled.
“Look, I’m sorry about my moods, okay?” Tom said softly, voice straining slightly. “I’m under just a little stress here. I told you before that, if I knew a way that meant you didn’t have to return here I’d do it, and I meant that. If I could take you away from here and lessen the stress on you, I would. Instead, I opted for coming here with you. I care about you, Harry, you know that, but I’m under either Severus’ or Dumbledore’s watch every time I turn around and it’s putting stress on me.”
“So leave. If it’s so stressful, drop the job.”
“I don’t want to drop this job. I like being here with you. Hell, I like teaching.” Tom smiled slightly at that. “If my nagging you about sex is really bothering you so much, fine, I’ll stop. I’m sorry. I do, however, wish I knew why it bothered you so much.”
Harry paled.
“Not now, though,” Tom assured him, making a mental note to get the boy to tell him the next time he had the chance. “Now, we need to catch up with your friends and Severus before they send someone back to make sure I haven’t carted you off to the Dark Lord.”
“Voldie!” Harry chirped, eyes brightening at the chance to annoy the man.
Tom twitched. “Right.” He shuddered, letting go of Harry.
Harry smirked. “I’m going to get you calling yourself that by the end of the year.”
“You won’t!”
“Will!”
“Won’t!”
“Ten galleons says I will.”
“Deal!”
They shook on it.
“Now, let’s go,” Tom said, draping an arm across Harry’s shoulders.
Harry rolled his eyes and hung his arm around Tom’s waist, since the man was taller than him. “Yeah, yeah. Don’t want Ted trying to kiss Gin without me or Ron there to stop him and all that.”
Tom laughed. “Can’t have that!”
They started off towards Hogsmeade comfortably.
“That reminds me, why is Mr Weasley so silent today?”
“Nobody wanted to release him from the Silencing Charm I put on him last night.”
“Wish I’d been there.”
“What are you doing for the Ball?”
“Eh? Oh, chaperoning. Why?”
“Just wondering.”
“You going with Gin?”
“Yeah. She says I need to go. Everyone else seems to agree with her.”
“I do too. It’s good to just hang out like that.”
“And how many dances did you go to while you were at Hogwarts?”
“None. And we see where it got me.”
Harry sniggered. “True.”
“Ah, there they are. Smile for Severus so he knows I didn’t hex you or anything.”
Harry scowled.
“Nooo… That is not the smile I was looking for.”
Harry smirked at Tom and poked him, hard, in the side before sliding from the Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor and hurrying from Tom’s reach. “Ahah, Marcus! Can’t catch me!” He stuck his tongue out at Tom, who scowled, and hopped over to where his friends were waiting for him.
“Friends again, are you?” Blaise asked with a smile.
“You could say that,” Harry agreed, eyes sparkling mischievously.
“Well, Harry.” Pansy tossed an arm around Harry’s shoulders with a smirk.
Ginny’s arm snaked around the emerald-eyed teen’s waist. “We know just the Halloween costume for you.”
Harry realised that he was trapped between the two girls and they were in front of a robes shop. “Ah… Thanks, ladies. Why don’t you let go and show me?”
“Oh, no. We need to make absolutely sure it works,” Pansy purred.
Harry looked over at Draco, Theodore, and Blaise. “Help?”
“Nah. You go ahead. I’m sure we’ll see you inside,” Blaise said with a smile. Draco and Theodore nodded.
“Come on, love,” Ginny said in a dangerous voice. “We must dress you properly, you know.”
Tom! Help! They’re going to kill me!
That’s not what it looks like from here, Harry darling.
You can’t leave me like this!
Tom cocked an eyebrow at the group. “Have fun, ladies,” he suggested to Ginny and Pansy.
The two cheered and dragged a pale Harry into the shop.
Blaise, Draco, and Theodore circled their teacher with predatory looks. “So, Professor Brutùs, what are you doing for the Ball?”
Tom snorted. “I already have a costume and, no, you may not fix it for me.” He pointed into the shop. “Go on. Everyone has to be in the same building. You know that.”
The boys left with letdown looks.
Tom leaned against the side of the building with a relieved smile. “Thank Merlin I’m not Harry.”
-~/\~-
-~/\~-
Abandon & Reclaim Series:
Abandon the Prequel: Sixth Year
Abandon Chapters:
01 || 02 || 03 || 04 || 05 || 06 || 07 || 08 || 09 || 10
11 || 12 || 13 || 14 || 15 || 16 || 17 || 18 ||19 || 20
21 || 22 || 23 || 24 || 25 || 26 || 27 || 28 || 29 || 30
31 || 32 || 33 || 34 || 35 || 36 || 37 || 38 || 39 || 40
41 || 42 || 43 || 44 || 45 || 46 || 47
Reclaim Chapters:
One || Two || Three || Four || Five || Six || Seven || Eight || Nine || Ten
Eleven || Twelve || Thirteen || Fourteen || Fifteen
Epilogue
Side Stories:
Ginevra Weasley & Theodore Nott
Minerva McGonagall || Minerva McGonagall (again)
Author:
batsutousaiBeta:
magickmaker17Pairings: Harry/Tom(Voldemort)
Warnings: This will have slash(Guys on guys, ppl.).
Disclaim Her: *twirling a flower in one hand*
A/N:
Mind-speak
:Parseltongue:
Chapter 19
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“Oh… Great Merlin…”
“What is it, ‘Mione?” Harry asked, not glancing up from his toast.
The Daily Prophet was shoved under his nose. He dropped the toast to take it and read the huge title on the front page:
Harry choked and dropped the paper. Ginny caught it before it landed in his toast and read over the whole story, face paling as she went.
“Any word on Dad?” she asked Ron, once she’d finished.
Ron held up a letter he’d received that no one else had noticed, then handed it over to Ginny without a word, as no one had taken last night’s Silencing Charm off him yet, and Harry had planned it to last until someone did.
“He’s fine. So is Percy. They weren’t on shift,” Ginny told the others. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief at their table.
“It’s not true for everyone, though,” Harry murmured, nodding to where students were being led out of the Hall by their Heads. A few of the younger Gryffindors went with McGonagall and the relief faded. “This is going to be a very sad Hogsmeade trip. Assuming they let us have one, that is.”
“They’d better!” Lavender Brown, who’d been eavesdropping, shouted.
Harry turned tired green eyes on the girl. “Lavender, people just lost their families. We never know where Voldemort’s going to strike next. Would you rather chance your life to buy some candy, or stay in Hogwarts where you can find someone to beg something off a house-elf?”
“He’s not going to strike in the daylight!” a fourth year boy called angrily.
“And we need to get costumes for the Halloween Ball!” Parvati Patil cried out.
Ginny stood and put a hand on Harry’s shoulder. “Harry, come on. Let’s go elsewhere. Yelling isn’t going to help anything.”
Harry stood as well, but the look he was giving the others in his House who didn’t seem to care about what had just happened could kill. “This isn’t a game, you idiots. You can’t get knocked over, then call for a replay to try it again. You get one chance. One day, perhaps sooner than you think, this will become a reality to you. Until then, you may have your happy obliviousness. In fact, more power to you. However, when you’re face-to-face with the wand of a Death Eater and you realise exactly how serious this is, don’t try finding me; I will not help you.” And, with that, he spun and stormed from the Hall.
In the silence that followed, Ginny raked her gaze over the Head Table and noticed that Tom wasn’t there. Then she hurried off to go find her “boyfriend”.
The silence broke once she’d stepped though the doors and she winced at the volume. Harry, I think you’re finally making the rest of them think.
“Come on.”
“Gin, were you not paying attention to what I said earlier?”
“I was.” Ginny rolled her eyes. “And Dumbledore is sending us in groups with teachers. The other Gryffindors have already left. If we hurry, we can go with the Slytherins. Anyway, you know just as well as I do that he won’t attack Hogsmeade.”
Harry glared up at the girl from a Dark Arts book disguised as his Transfiguration text. “I’m not up for candy and jokes, Gin. Go yourself.”
Ginny grabbed Harry arm and pulled him from his bed. He landed on the floor with a crash. “You still haven’t gone shopping for the Halloween Ball and you need a good costume. I told you over the summer to go get one, but you spent all day with Tom. If you don’t start moving that ass now, you’re going to the Ball naked.”
Harry groaned as he stood. “Yes, Mum.”
Ginny smacked the back of his head. Hard.
“Ow! What was that for?”
“Having a smart mouth?” Ginny shrugged, then dragged Harry down to the entrance hall.
“So, managed to get him, I see.” Draco smirked at the male Gryffindor.
“Missed me?” Harry shot back.
“Oh, definitely.” Draco nodded.
“Wonderful performance earlier, by the way,” Blaise said brightly.
“Scared the hell out of everyone,” Pansy agreed happily.
Harry rolled his eyes. “Oh, gee, thanks. I really tried on that one.”
“Your family’s all right?” Theodore suddenly asked Ginny. All attention turned to the girl.
“Yeah. They weren’t working that shift.” The girl nodded. All the Slytherins let out a sigh of relief.
“Good.” Everyone spun at Tom’s voice. He and Snape were coming towards them. “Professor Snape and I will be accompanying you down to Hogsmeade. You’ve all been told the drill, except perhaps Mr Potter, who is the least likely to follow it anyway.” He gave Harry a wink, which the boy returned with a scowl.
“There will be no wandering off. You will not suddenly decide you want to spend the day in another group. We will wait until everyone is done in whatever shop we go into before we leave, but you will not dawdle anyway,” Snape told them sharply. “If there is a problem, bring it to my attention immediately.”
“What about Professor Brutùs?” Pansy asked.
“Oh, me?” Tom smiled. “Professor Snape here doesn’t really trust me, you see. It’s why there’s two of us. He wants to keep a very close eye on me.” He winked at the students, most of whom sniggered.
Snape glared at Tom. “Very well. Let us go.” He turned and moved quickly out the doors and out onto the lawn.
The students quickly followed him, Harry, Draco, Ginny, Pansy, Blaise, and Theodore bringing up the rear.
“Ah, one day I will earn the trust of my co-workers.” Tom sighed, falling in to the line between Harry and Ginny.
“Keep dreaming, Marcus.” Ginny snorted.
“He’s mad at me, isn’t he?” Tom asked the girl, pointing at Harry.
“Ask him.”
“You’re mad at me, aren’t you?”
“Bugger off.”
“He is mad at me.”
“Suck up.”
Tom stared at Harry for a long moment in shock, then scowled. “You would blame me.” He quickened his pace to catch up with some of the other Slytherins to talk to them.
Draco, Pansy, Theodore, and Blaise all looked to Ginny for an explanation.
“The attack last night.” Ginny shrugged.
That’s all the others needed to understand. Draco made a face at Harry. “You think that was his fault?”
“Yes.”
“Why would he do something like that?” the blond hissed. The other three Slytherins nodded.
“He was being weird last night.” Harry shrugged.
“They had one of their normal fights,” Ginny translated.
“Oooooh…” The four Slytherins sighed.
“So you two fought and you think he decided to go and kill people?” Pansy inquired.
“Of course,” came the Gryffindor boy’s dull response.
The other five groaned.
“Harry, I know this will come as a shock, but the world doesn’t revolve around you,” Blaise informed the Boy-Who-Lived.
“That is it!” Harry spun around and started back across the lawn to the school.
“Potter!” Snape called, having looked back at Harry’s shout.
Tom groaned and waved for Snape to go on. “We’ll catch up,” he told the Slytherin Head firmly before turning around and sprinting after the teen.
Snape glared after the two, but turned back to Hogsmeade and continued leading the bunch. If Potter’s girlfriend can’t even calm him down, I can’t see how Marcus can. More power to him, however; I don’t feel like dealing with Potter’s mood like this, but nor do I want to come back to find the school in ruins if he throws another tantrum.
Tom grabbed Harry by the shoulder in the middle of the lawn and spun him around sharply. “Calm down, dammit!”
Harry tugged at the hold Tom had on him angrily. “Let. Me. Go. Riddle.”
Tom narrowed his eyes dangerously and grabbed Harry’s chin to keep his face steady so he could meet the boy’s eyes. “What the bloody hell is your problem this time? And don’t you dare give me your lecture about attacking innocents, because I will tell you now that any innocent or friend of yours in that building was not attacked by any of my people.”
“I’m tired of your moods shifting, dammit! One minute, you’re happily trying to get my to sleep with you, the next you’re telling me to get out! Let me go!”
“No. Not until I’m sure you won’t run off from me.”
Harry scowled.
“Look, I’m sorry about my moods, okay?” Tom said softly, voice straining slightly. “I’m under just a little stress here. I told you before that, if I knew a way that meant you didn’t have to return here I’d do it, and I meant that. If I could take you away from here and lessen the stress on you, I would. Instead, I opted for coming here with you. I care about you, Harry, you know that, but I’m under either Severus’ or Dumbledore’s watch every time I turn around and it’s putting stress on me.”
“So leave. If it’s so stressful, drop the job.”
“I don’t want to drop this job. I like being here with you. Hell, I like teaching.” Tom smiled slightly at that. “If my nagging you about sex is really bothering you so much, fine, I’ll stop. I’m sorry. I do, however, wish I knew why it bothered you so much.”
Harry paled.
“Not now, though,” Tom assured him, making a mental note to get the boy to tell him the next time he had the chance. “Now, we need to catch up with your friends and Severus before they send someone back to make sure I haven’t carted you off to the Dark Lord.”
“Voldie!” Harry chirped, eyes brightening at the chance to annoy the man.
Tom twitched. “Right.” He shuddered, letting go of Harry.
Harry smirked. “I’m going to get you calling yourself that by the end of the year.”
“You won’t!”
“Will!”
“Won’t!”
“Ten galleons says I will.”
“Deal!”
They shook on it.
“Now, let’s go,” Tom said, draping an arm across Harry’s shoulders.
Harry rolled his eyes and hung his arm around Tom’s waist, since the man was taller than him. “Yeah, yeah. Don’t want Ted trying to kiss Gin without me or Ron there to stop him and all that.”
Tom laughed. “Can’t have that!”
They started off towards Hogsmeade comfortably.
“That reminds me, why is Mr Weasley so silent today?”
“Nobody wanted to release him from the Silencing Charm I put on him last night.”
“Wish I’d been there.”
“What are you doing for the Ball?”
“Eh? Oh, chaperoning. Why?”
“Just wondering.”
“You going with Gin?”
“Yeah. She says I need to go. Everyone else seems to agree with her.”
“I do too. It’s good to just hang out like that.”
“And how many dances did you go to while you were at Hogwarts?”
“None. And we see where it got me.”
Harry sniggered. “True.”
“Ah, there they are. Smile for Severus so he knows I didn’t hex you or anything.”
Harry scowled.
“Nooo… That is not the smile I was looking for.”
Harry smirked at Tom and poked him, hard, in the side before sliding from the Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor and hurrying from Tom’s reach. “Ahah, Marcus! Can’t catch me!” He stuck his tongue out at Tom, who scowled, and hopped over to where his friends were waiting for him.
“Friends again, are you?” Blaise asked with a smile.
“You could say that,” Harry agreed, eyes sparkling mischievously.
“Well, Harry.” Pansy tossed an arm around Harry’s shoulders with a smirk.
Ginny’s arm snaked around the emerald-eyed teen’s waist. “We know just the Halloween costume for you.”
Harry realised that he was trapped between the two girls and they were in front of a robes shop. “Ah… Thanks, ladies. Why don’t you let go and show me?”
“Oh, no. We need to make absolutely sure it works,” Pansy purred.
Harry looked over at Draco, Theodore, and Blaise. “Help?”
“Nah. You go ahead. I’m sure we’ll see you inside,” Blaise said with a smile. Draco and Theodore nodded.
“Come on, love,” Ginny said in a dangerous voice. “We must dress you properly, you know.”
Tom! Help! They’re going to kill me!
That’s not what it looks like from here, Harry darling.
You can’t leave me like this!
Tom cocked an eyebrow at the group. “Have fun, ladies,” he suggested to Ginny and Pansy.
The two cheered and dragged a pale Harry into the shop.
Blaise, Draco, and Theodore circled their teacher with predatory looks. “So, Professor Brutùs, what are you doing for the Ball?”
Tom snorted. “I already have a costume and, no, you may not fix it for me.” He pointed into the shop. “Go on. Everyone has to be in the same building. You know that.”
The boys left with letdown looks.
Tom leaned against the side of the building with a relieved smile. “Thank Merlin I’m not Harry.”
-~/\~-
Abandon the Prequel: Sixth Year
Abandon Chapters:
01 || 02 || 03 || 04 || 05 || 06 || 07 || 08 || 09 || 10
11 || 12 || 13 || 14 || 15 || 16 || 17 || 18 ||
21 || 22 || 23 || 24 || 25 || 26 || 27 || 28 || 29 || 30
31 || 32 || 33 || 34 || 35 || 36 || 37 || 38 || 39 || 40
41 || 42 || 43 || 44 || 45 || 46 || 47
Reclaim Chapters:
One || Two || Three || Four || Five || Six || Seven || Eight || Nine || Ten
Eleven || Twelve || Thirteen || Fourteen || Fifteen
Epilogue
Side Stories:
Ginevra Weasley & Theodore Nott
Minerva McGonagall || Minerva McGonagall (again)
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