✧𝘢𝘶𝘥𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘨𝘦𝘯 / 𝘢 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘤✿

✧𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚜✧

Harry POV
Ginny was hysterical, as for Hermione, Hermione was panicking. Ron forever the cool head stood there in shock for a few seconds before taking the lead seeing as I couldn't focus either. He held Hermione close whispering things into her ear that made her smile through the tears streaming down her face and let her bury her head into his chest. He cast a  subtle patronus making sure Hermione didn't notice anything and called for the Longbottoms, Malfoys, and Weasleys, more specifically George.

Ginny wasn't crying she was shouting, and screaming and pounding on my chest. I looked down at her and felt a few tears streak down my face.

I didn't try to stop them, i felt pain like I hadn't felt since the war ended. Everything I ever wanted was here in front of me and then it was snatched away once again by none other than Voldemort. I couldn't escape him. I felt satisfaction at the thought that at least he was dead here in the future, the psycho bastard, how DARE he come after my family. Suddenly my anger flared up too. I was fuming. I snapped out of my daze when Ginny was ready to break into Voldemort's grave and kill him again and Hermione now calmed down, was trying to stop her. I quickly grabbed Gin and lay my chin on her head murmuring quietly that it wouldn't fix anything and Ron half-heartedly joked that

"We could write mum a thank you letter for killing off Bellatrix"

There was a knock on the door and we looked at each other realizing we were still in our night wear and agreed that Ron would borrow some of my clothes and go get the door as he was the fastest at getting ready.

I went into the closet and randomly grabbed a pair of jeans and a blue shirt and threw it to him, he went into the bathroom and came out a minute later clothes on and face wet Hermione rolled her eyes and performed a drying charm while he grabbed a comb and rushed downstairs fixing his hair.

Ginny got Hermione a green t-shirt, black jeans and a hair tie so while Hermione rushed into the bathroom me and Ginny went into our separate walk-in closets to get dressed. I put on a black shirt with some faded jeans that we found in Sirius's room so most probably belonged to him. As I came out I saw Hermione sitting criss-cross on the bed biting her lip in an anxious manor. Her bushy brown hair was now just wavy and in a rushed bun with strands falling out of it I suspected she used the spell she invented after the war to make her hair tame-able. Ginny came out as I grabbed the old watch I'd gotten on my 17th from Ms. Weasley. She was in dark gray yoga leggings and a Harpies t-shirt.

They both dragged me downstairs where a bunch of tired Parents were waiting, and I remembered that all the kids had to endure what we were feeling too. They were in the past but they had their siblings and cousins taken away as well as their parents. They were there in a time where the most dangerous dark wizard in history was still alive without their parents there to comfort them. Without US there to comfort them.

I remembered when Ron was in the lake and how that felt and wished desperately that Albus, My nieces and nephews, and god children didn't have to experience that so young. Hesitantly I cleared my throat and started to explain why they were all called here so early in the morning.

Once Me, Hermione, and a supportive Ron finished speaking chaos erupted all around the room.

I'm so sorry if this chapter is terrible I honestly have a very hard time with the older people that were in the original hp books POV's i tried though:( I promise the next chapter will be better more detail I just felt you would need insight into what was happening outside the cellar bc there's not really gonna be that many chapters outside of it until the ending