Harry slowly stood up, he body weakly shaking from the after effects of nearly dying. he picked up the diary of Tom Riddle with his left hand, and his wand on his right. After pulling the sword from the mouth of the basilisk, he heard a moan. It was, he thought, the moats beautiful sound in the world.
He ran across the chamber, and dropping everything, collapsed on his knees beside the petite red-head. She was stirring now. He wrapped his left arms around her shoulders and genially lifted her so she was sitting with her right side braced against his chest.
Ginny looked around the room in a daze. She saw the dead snake, the phoenix, the bloody sword, and the burnt diary. She slowly looked up into Harry's eyes, and blinked uncomprehendingly. "H-Harry?" she murmured as tears began to pour down her face. "I-I tried t-to tell you at breakfast...but...I just couldn't s-say it in front of P-Percy...I did it, H-Harry, but I didn't m-mean to...I c-could see and feel everything b-but I couldn't make myself stop...it was R-Riddle...he was trying t-to take over my body...I swear I fought him...but w-were is he?"
Harry held her close and rubbed her back as she cried out a confession. "Riddle is gone, Ginny. He's dead, and cannot harm you anymore. You were really brave and strong to be fighting him all year. I'm really proud of you, Gin." He helped her stand up, and held her as she cried some more.
"Oh, Harry. I hurt people. I'm going to be expelled and taken to A-Azkaban...," her voice failed her at this point.
Harry tilted her face up and said fiercely, "I won't let them do that. If they try to expel you, then I'll quit school, and we'll learn on our own. If anyone dared try to take you to Azkaban, I would use every Knut of my parent's money to keep you out. I promise."
Ginny gave him a tiny smile, and for a brief moment hugged him. Just as they were letting go of each other...
WHAM!
They both staggered slightly from the force of the magic. Then everything around them faded to black as they passed out.
Ten minutes later, Harry opened his eyes, and saw red and gold. He blinked, and the red and gold became a phoenix. Fawkes was standing by his head, and looking into his eyes. Harry slowly pushed himself up into a sitting position, causing the envelope on his chest to fall.
A small moan came from beside him. Ginny slowly sat up as well; her letter falling into her lap. "Did you happen to catch the name of the hippogriff that trampled us?" she asked clutching her head.
"The name of the WHAT?" Harry asked.
"Hippogriff...it's half bird, and half horse."
Harry chuckled a little at her description, then picked up his envelope. "That's odd. This envelope has my name on it, but it looks like my handwriting."
Ginny glanced at his and picked up her own. "Harry...this envelope is addressed to me, and it is DEFINITELY my handwriting." She handed hers to Harry.
He looked them over, and cast a quick 'Finite Incantatum' on them, just in case. "I'll open mine first, Ginny. That way if there is something wrong here, you can still get help." He ripped open the seal. A newspaper clipping fell into his lap. He unfolded it, and read the article.
Ginny leaned into him to read it as well. "No-no, it couldn't be...not Charlie and Dad...not Dumbledore."
"There is definitely something strange going on here," Harry said. He pulled out the second piece of paper, and read.
Harry,
This is a letter from your future self. Suffice it to say, the future is grim, which is why I rewound time. Nine friends rewound time with me. They are: Ginny, Ron, Hermione, Neville, Luna Lovegood, Fred, George, Remus Lupin (a friend of Dad's), and Nymphadora Tonks (Never call her anything but "Tonks" unless you want to spend the rest of your life as a goat. She is also Remus' future girlfriend.).
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Harry Potter and The Secrets he Kept
FanfictionSequel to HPatSR. Harry & friends have a second chance, but will it make a difference? Dumbledore is faced with some difficult choices. Will he do what is right or what is easy? Can Neville step out of the shadow of his parents, and become his own p...