Hiding in Plain Sight (A Hinny Fanfiction)

Pretty Woman

Ginny could hear the group of footsteps echoing their own as they made one turn, then scrambled down an alley between two row houses. Harry jumped over a half-height fence before helping Ginny conquer it, which was challenging in the sliver of light the street lamps provided. They avoided someone's pug in a back garden before finding a gate and emerging back on a road.

"Let's head back to the stadium and lose them in the crowd," Harry called. He pulled Ginny to the right. When they turned the next corner, the sound of their pursuers' footfalls was drowned out by the football match's straggling fans who were still stumbling out of the neighborhood pubs.

Ginny looked back and found the Death Eaters about half a block behind. Harry pulled Ginny into a group of large men who were only wearing red scarves and shorts, chanting about their victory. Down another block, they found a taxi cab waiting for customers who were still paying their tab in the pub. The wizard and witch dove into the black car.

"The Ritz Hotel," Harry commanded. The driver raised an eyebrow in the rear view mirror at the two teenagers. Both of whom were too busy catching their breath to clarify. The driver shrugged.

"Yes sir," the driver responded before stepping on the gas pedal. Ginny turned and saw the group of pub goers chasing after the cab making rude gestures at her. She mouthed "Sorry!". Past the angry drunks, five black robes were still weaving their way through the crowd looking for them.

Harry and Ginny both laid their heads on the headrests on the seats and breathed deeply.

"That was brilliant," Ginny remarked to the felt ceiling of the cab. "Hotel, huh?" she continued with a mischievous tone.

"We need to get off the roads. Go somewhere they won't expect. And The Ritz is the only one I know. Aunt Petunia was obsessed with this film about it."

Ginny nodded, then looked down at the torn skirt of her dress. She frowned. She had picked out this dress when her and Harry were still going out, just for him, expecting that they would spend the whole wedding together. They would dance and laugh and ignore everyone else. Well, at least they did spend the wedding together.

"If you teach me the mending charm, I'll fix it for you later," Harry said without prompting. "That dress is too nice to let it stay like that." Ginny felt like she would explode.

Harry closed the sliding glass window between them and the driver and pulled the envelope from his coat pocket. He slid his finger under the flap, flattened it out, and retrieved a folded piece of parchment. He flattened that as well and held it up to read before looking at Ginny and moving it to the middle of the seat so they could both see. Her heart fluttered. He's learning.

"His will said that if I ever need anything, just check the best pictures in the whole house," Harry explained.

Dear Harry,

If you're reading this, I've gone. Know that I died doing what I swore to your parents I would do: protect you. I have no regrets about that. Well, maybe one - that we didn't get to spend more time together. Know that the times we did have were some of the best of my life. I got my best friend back. I thought your father was gone forever. It turns out he'll live on through you. Hopefully for a long, happy life with people he loves and who love him in return.

If you have this, it also means you have read my will and that you're in trouble, but there is no surprise in that. You should find some help here. The card is tied to a Muggle bank account attached to the Black family vault at Gringotts. The books are Muggle passports that modify themselves to whatever identities you need. I think you know the incantation.

Be careful and do not be afraid to rely on the others. They only want what's best for you - just like me.

All my best, with love,