Present Mixed in the Past

Chapter 35| A Genuine Wand of Death

Hogsmead weekend came by slowly, no thanks to Dumbledore and his few lackies. Apparently, Ron and Ginny didn't like the fact that they were practically being ignored by the vast majority of the school. They hadn't realized this was due to them trying to keep "order" and "traditions", aka keeping everyone sitting with their House and not their friends.

Harry pitied them and was just polite to be polite. He tried to gently correct them many times. He really did try to help them see pass their own greed and desires, just a little... They didn't understand and latched onto him, much to the other Gods' annoyance. Especially Draco's as Ginny tried to make advances on the dark-haired boy.

"Are you going to Hogsmead, Harry?" The red-haired girl asked the night before Hogsmead. She had forced herself between said boy and the blond Slytherin.

"Yeah, Draco promised to buy me something." The Golden Boy hummed, leaning forward to give the silver-eyed Pureblood a sweet smile. "I'm gonna run you dry, Malfoy." He chirped.

The blond quirked an eyebrow, a smirk forming at the corners of his face.

"Really? I would love to see you try, Potter."

The two chuckled, quickly going back to their meals. Ginny held a frown, but she didn't stop. She was a pretty girl; her first year there she had so many boys asking to date her and telling her she was so beautiful! She was going to become Lady Potter and have everything she ever wanted! She was going to be treated like a Queen!

"Please stop." Harry's kind voice became sharp and cold.

Ginny flinched a little, giving the boy a confused look. The Boy-Who-Lived gave her a disappointed and saddened expression. It was like whenever she had visited her grandparents on her dad's side. They always looked at her just like that. Like they knew she could be more, but never could reach whatever expectation they held for her.

"I don't like you the way you want me to... You look a lot like my mom, and..." He shook his head slowly, keeping his voice soft and leveled.

Ginny's eyes widened as she glanced around. No one but a few people were paying attention to them.

"It would be weird for me to date you, not only because of that, but because you're my friends' little sister and I'm like their little brother. I care about you, Ginny, which is why I'm only going to say this nicely once." He cupped her face, forcing her to only focus on him and his grandfatherly eyes. "You are a beautiful and talented young lady, but you need to learn to be your own person. You don't need to follow the crowd or one person, but you need to start thinking for yourself. If you don't then everything you stand for will mean nothing."

With those words spoke softly and kindly, he released her face and got up. He walked away with Draco, clinging to him as they left.

The next day, the group hurried to Hogsmead, the place where they could finally Apparate. Of course, they made sure to be seen flitting about and buying a few things before disappearing.

The first stop was Gringotts, as to find out the other's Heritage and to make sure that they weren't under anything. None of them wanted to be walking about so confidently when they weren't sure if what they were saying or doing was their own thoughts.

"Greetings, Griphook is waiting." A teller nodded to them, motioning to a Goblin on his side.

The Gods gave the Goblin a polite nod and soft thank yous as they followed the Goblin all the way to Griphook's office.

"I see you're back, Lord Potter." The relaxed Goblin hummed, scanning the other young teens that were with the old soul. "I had a feeling you would be seeing me the moment you could."