Harry POV
After Ron and Y/N talked some sense into me last night, we had to help prepare for Bill and Fleur's wedding. Just now, we were helping them set up the tent that we were going to have the wedding in.
"All together now!" Mr. Weasley shouted. Fred, George, Ron, Y/N, Mr. Weasley and I were standing around a circle of silk. Hagrid was watching as we were pointing our wands at it. "One. Two. Three!" The silk rose into the shape of the tent, looking great for a wedding in the breeze of the morning... but then collapsed to our collective dismay.
I decided to go inside and read the latest of the Daily Prophet, which showed their so-called "star" reporter, Rita Skeeter and the Headline, "DUMBLEDORE'S DARK SECRETS" and Rita grinning as she held a book titled, "The Life and Lies of Albus Dumbledore". I was ready for the wedding so I was reading the article in the robes for the wedding. It wasn't until tomorrow, we were just getting ready for it.
"Were you going to tell me?" I heard Ginny ask behind me. I turned around to find her in a beautiful dress. She looked a little mad but changed after I said, "Yes." After Dumbledore's death, I had to break up with her. I couldn't risk Voldemort or Nathan hunting her down while we were hunting the Horcruxes.
"Ron, Lana, Y/N and Hermione. None of you are going back to Hogwarts either?" She asked. I just nodded. She looked really beautiful, the light was hitting her perfectly. "I see." She said after a short moment of silence.
"Dumbledore didn't want anyone to know what we're doing," I said. "If I tell you, I'd be betraying him."
She ignored that as she turned around. "Zip me up, will you?" She asked. Her dress was exposing the small of her back. I walked behind her, took the zipper and zipped the back of the dress. As the dress closed up, I still stayed behind her and Ginny stayed still as well.
"Seems silly, doesn't it?" Ginny said. "A wedding. Given everything that's going on."
"Maybe that's the best reason to have it," I said. "Because of everything going on." She turned around to face me and slowly brought herself to my lips as we kissed for what seemed like hours. I heard some noise but paid no heed to it as I continued to kiss Ginny. Two pairs of footsteps followed as a voice came around and asked, "Tea?"
"Oh, yes please," I think I heard Hermione say.
"Same for me, mate," Y/N said. "Also, why is your toothbrush in your ear?" We heard the voices as Hermione, Y/N and George were watching us. Y/N and Hermione clinked their glasses of tea together as George tipped his mug to us, winked and said, "Morning." with a smirk on his face.
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Along with the wedding coming around, my birthday was coming around as well, which meant I could perform magic without the Ministry tracking me. Ron had given me a book called, "Twelve Fail-Safe Ways to Charm Witches,". I think he would need it more than me at this point.
"It's pure gold," Ron explained. "Explains everything you need to know about girls. If only I'd had this last year, I'd have known exactly how to get rid of Lavender and I would've known how to get going with ... well, Fred and George gave me a copy, and I've learned a lot. You'd be surprised, it's not all about wandwork, either."
"And you plan to wow my sister with that?" Y/N asked. "Eh, it's worth a shot. Here's mine, Harry." He handed me a package which was a little lumpy and made me really curious. "It's from Lana and I. We thought you would like something like this." I unwrapped it to find a jacket with some incredible detailing. It had a Snitch Emblem on my left arm side, a patch that said, "Potter" on my front pocket, A symbol of fire on the other side, I'm guessing for my Firebolt, and finally, a lion on my back, representing Gryffindor.
"Woah, this is insane!" I said. "Thanks!"
"No problem, brother," He said as I put it on. Mrs. Weasley got me a watch from her brother, since it was tradition for a wizard to receive one when they came of age, Mum got me a pocket photo of my mum and dad, for me to remember them by since she knew where we were going. I hugged Mrs. Weasley first and then Mum, who I hugged a little tighter as she smiled and returned it.
"Thanks, Mum," I said as I continued to hug her.
"Anytime, son," Mum said as she kissed my head. "Happy 17th."
Hermione had given me a new Sneakoscope, Bill and Fleur gave me an enchanted razor, which Mr. Delacour, Fleur's father said, "'Ah yes, zis will give you ze smoothest shave you will ever 'ave,' 'but you must tell it clearly what you want ... ozzerwise you might find you 'ave a leetle less hair zan you would like ...", chocolates from the rest of the Delacours, some Muggle sweets from Anne, and loads of Weasley Wizards Wheezes from Fred and George. My last present was from Ginny, who gave me a kiss of a lifetime.
To celebrate, Mrs. Weasley made a beach-ball-sized Snitch cake which looked absolutely amazing. Hagrid recalled the events of when he first rescued me from the Dursleys and how he gave Dudley a pig's tail. Charlie was there too and Hagrid asked about Norbet, the Norwegin Ridgeback from first year.
"Norbert?" Charlie chuckled. "The Norwegian Ridgeback? We call her Norberta now."
"Wha- Norbert's a girl?"
"Oh yeah."
"How could you tell?" Hermione asked.
"They're a lot more vicious," Charlie answered. "Wish Dad would hurry up and get here. Mum's getting edgy." But as he said that, a bright silver weasel scurried into the room and walked towards Mrs. Weasley and Mum.
"Minister of Magic coming with me." The weasel spoke in Mr. Weasley's voice.
Lupin and Tonks were about to leave as the weasel dissolved. "We shouldn't be here." Lupin said. "Harry -- I'm sorry -- I'll explain another time." They climbed over the fence and disappeared as Mr. Weasley and the Minister, Rufus Scrimgeour, walked in.
Y/N POV
The two men came in as the room emptied out. I've never seen Fudge's replacement after he was sacked, but Scrimgeour gave me the feeling of uneasiness. He looked really suspicious.
"Sorry to intrude," Scrimgeour said to everyone. "'Especially as I can see that I am gatecrashing a party." He eyed Harry's cake as he looked at him. "Many happy returns."
"Thanks." was all Harry had said.
"I require a private word with you," Scrimgeour said. "Also with Mr. Ronald Weasley, Miss Hermione Granger, Mr. Y/N Lovegood and Miss Lana Lovegood."
"Us?" Ron questioned. "Why us?" Hermione held on to my hand as she looked at me. "I shall tell you that when we are somewhere more private,' Scrimgeour said before looking at Mr. Weasley. "Is there such a place?"
"Yes, of course," Mr. Weasley said. "The, er, sitting room, why don't you use that?"
"You can lead the way," Scrimgeour said to Ron. "There will be no need for you to accompany us, Arthur." Ron lead us there as he, Harry and Lana sat down on the couch, while Hermione and I shared a seat together.
(A/N: Lana is sitting next to Ron in this.)
"To what do we owe the pleasure, Minister?" Harry asked him.
"I think you know the answer to that, Mr. Potter," Scrimgeour said to him as he placed a cloth bag.
"And this would be...?" Harry asked.
"Don't be coy, Potter," Scrimgeour said as he turned to Ron. "Mr. Weasley. Would you say you were close to your former Headmaster?"
"Dumbledore?" Ron said. "And me? I dunno. I reckon I was just another Weasley to him. He was always polite -- "
"And you, Miss Granger?" He asked as he looked at Hermione. I don't know why, but my hand squeezed Hermione's as he looked at her.
"We were friendly," Hermione said. "He was my boyfriend's and my best friend's adoptive grandfather, but I wasn't close to him like Harry, Y/N and Lana."
"And how about Y/N and Lana?" He asked as he looked at both of us. "Surely, you were close to Dumbledore as detailed by Miss Granger?"
"Yes," We both said.
"What's this all about?" Harry asked.
"This," Scrimgeour said. "Despite the fact that neither of your friends appear to have been particularly close to their recently deceased Headmaster, he saw fit to remember them in his will. Now why do you suppose that would be?"
"No idea," Harry, Lana and I said.
"Come now," he said. "You don't expect me to believe..." he pulled something from his cloak and unrolled a piece of parchment and read.
"Herein, is set forth the Last Will and Testament of Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore. First, to Ronald Bilius Weasley, I leave my Deluminator, a device of my own making, in the hope that -- when things seem most dark -- it will show him the light."
Scrimgeour stopped for a moment as he gave a silverish object to Ron.
"Dumbledore left this?" Ron said. "For me? Brilliant. Er -- what is this?" He clicked it and all of a sudden, the room faded into darkness. Ron clicked it again, and the lights returned to their respective spots. "Wicked..." Ron finished.
Scrimgeour picked up the parchment again. "To Miss Hermione Jean Granger, I leave my copy of The Tales of Beedle the Bard, in the hope that she will find it entertaining and instructive. I also wish her well in her relationship with my grandson, whom I will also bequeath in this will." Once again, Scrimgeour gave the book to Hermione, which Ron, Lana and I recognized.
"Mum used to read us those!" We all said at the same time. "The Wizard and the Hopping Pot..." Ron said.
"Babbitty Rabbitty and her Cackling Stump..." Lana added.
"And the most famous, The Three Brothers," I said. "Been awhile since I heard it, might need a refresher."
Hermione and Harry looked at us as if we went crazy. Lana and I understood why, but Ron didn't seem to.
"Oh, c'mon! Beedle's stories are famous! Babbitty Rabbitty? No...?" He asked.
"Ronald," Lana said. "Harry and Hermione were raised by Muggles. They'd know some like Sleeping Beauty, Cinderella, Alice in Wonderland, Charlie and the Chocolate Factory... those kind." Hermione giggled a little as her head fell on my shoulder.
"To Harry James Potter, I leave the Snitch he caught in his first Quidditch match at Hogwarts, as a reminder of the rewards of perseverance and skill." Harry was given the Snitch he caught in his mouth.
"To Y/N Ronan Lovegood and Lana Skylar Lovegood, my adoptive grandchildren," Scrimgeour said. "I leave my trusty Phoenix, Fawkes, as he would help any of my family when they are in need of help. As my grandchildren, he shall help you and your mother. I also leave to them an object of their biological grandfather, Gellert Grindelwald, his journals in our quests."
He handed us a number of 5 Journals. Three books had the same symbol, but each one had a part of it bolded. One of them had the circle bolded, the other had the triangle bolded and the line was bolded on the last one.
The other two read, "The Entries of Gellert Grindelwald" in Gellert's elegant handwriting. As we were given the journals, Fawkes appeared out of nowhere and perched himself on my shoulder before disappearing again.
"And one more thing is on this," Scrimgeour said. "I need to see your mother, Addison."
"Yes?" Mum said as she walked in. "With all respect, we could hear you speaking through the halls."
"Yes, yes," Scrimgeour said embarrassed. "To my daughter, Addison, I leave behind the position of Headmistress of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry as well as all of my mortal possessions in my office. They belong to her now."
"That's it then?" Harry said.
"Not quite," Scrimgeour said. "Dumbledore left you and the Lovegood twins a second bequest: The Sword of Gryffindor. Unfortunately, the Sword of Gryffindor was not Dumbledore's to give away. As an important historical artifact, it belongs..."
"To Harry and the Twins!" Hermione said as Mum agreed. "It belongs to them! It chose Y/N! In the Chamber of Secrets! When he needed it most!"
"The sword may present itself to any worthy Gryffindor, Miss Granger. That does not make it that wizard's property."
"Even so..." Lana said. "Why give it to me as well? I'm a Ravenclaw, not a Gryffindor. Dumbledore knew that."
"You know Dumbledore..." Scrimgeour said. "He works in..."
"If you even finish that sentence," I said. "With all due respect, I will punch you in your, 'Mysterious ways'!"
"And in any event the current whereabouts of the sword are unknown." He said to us.
"Excuse me?" Harry said.
"The sword is missing," The Minister said. "I won't pretend to be your friend, Mr. Potter. But I assure you I'm not your enemy."
"You'll forgive me, Minister," Harry said. "But it's a little hard to tell the difference these days."
"Dumbledore said something very similar when we last spoke." Scrimgeour said as he began to leave.
"Where is your guard, sir?" Hermione asked him.
"I came with Authur alone," He said. "I don't need them anymore."
Hermione POV
After Harry's celebrations, Fleur and Bill's wedding came around. Even with the events that passed, we need something like this. However, Harry couldn't walk around, he would attract more attention, so he was disguised as a Weasley, only some of us know he's really Harry. Y/N and I were getting ready for the wedding since it was about to start. Y/N wore a suit, in which he looked rather dashing and kinda sexy in... I was wearing a red dress which was really pretty.
Y/N hugged me from behind and kissed my neck. "You look stunningly beautiful," He said. "How was I ever so lucky?"
"I fell for you, that's what," I said with a smile as I put my hand on his chin. "If anything, how was I so lucky to have someone as sweet, loving and kind as you?"
"Questions I guess we'll keep asking ourselves," Y/N chuckled and whispered in my ear. "I love you."
"I love you more," I kissed him as we left for the tent. Snuffles had to stay back in the Burrow, which he was a little upset with, but he was glad Snowball, Patch and Crookshanks were staying with him.
As we entered the venue, we saw how amazing it was. It was beautiful and Bill and Fleur were dancing in a circle of well-wishers. Harry and Ron were sitting at a table while Harry was rolling the Snitch in his hands while Ron stared at Lana, who was wearing a blue and gold dress. Hagrid had already taken a piece of cake and brought it to none other than Madame Maxime of Beauxbatons. All of the former Triwizard Champions were here, apart from Viktor Krum. Even though he was sorry about what he did, Fleur's parents didn't invite him and he was busy with Quidditch.
Tonks and Remus were with Mrs. Weasley as they whispered something to here as they asked for us, Lana and Harry to come. Tonks surprisingly had her hand on her belly in a way that looked similar to that of a pregnant mother...
"We want you to be godfather," Remus said to Harry. "And of course, Y/N and Lana are the child's uncle and aunt."
"You mean --" Harry said. "But that's brilliant! I.. don't know what to say."
"Say yes," Tonks said with a smile.
Remus smiled and clapped Harry on the shoulder as Tonks hugged her cousins. But I was excited a little. I would also be the child's aunt! Y/N saw me smile like mad and kissed my cheek. "This is just -- wow..." Y/N said. "Lana and I are gonna be the child's aunt and uncle? That's incredible! I can't wait!"
"I can't wait to be the aunt of your kids, Y/N," Lana said. "Or the day you two get married!"
We both blushed a little while Harry went off. We then followed him until we ran into Luna, who didn't know Harry was disguised.
"Hello, Harry!" She greeted him politely. We were a little confused, not even Anne knew what Harry was looking like, so how did Luna know?
"Oh, I've interrupted a deep thought, haven't I?" Luna said as she looked at us. "I can see it growing smaller in your eyes."
"No, 'course not," Harry said as Y/N and Lana hugged Luna. "How are you, Luna?"
"Very well," Luna said happily. "I was bitten by a garden gnome only moments ago."
I was a little confused. Why would she be glad that a gnome bit her? Y/N seemed to see the confusion and leaned in closer. "Gnome saliva is actually beneficial, believe it or not. It's really weird and strange, but it's Luna. She likes this stuff, I won't judge."
"Me either, Love,"
"Exactly what I was going to say!" A man came closer to Luna and leaned into Harry. "Xenophilius Lovegood. We live just over the hill!" He then looked at Y/N and Lana as they smiled at him. "Y/N! Lana! Oh, it's so good to see you both again!" He brought them in a hug and looked back at Y/N and I as we were still holding hands. "And who do I have the pleasure of speaking to?" He asked me as he held out his hand.
"Hermione Granger, sir," I said and shook his hand. "I'm your nephew's girlfriend."
Xenophilius took a breath and smiled. "Well, it is certainly a pleasure to meet you, Miss Granger." He then leaned into Harry. "I trust you know, Mr. Potter, that we at The Quibbler, unlike those toadies at the Daily Prophet, fully supported Dumbledore during his lifetime and in his death support you just as fully."
"Come, Daddy," Luna said as she took Xenophilius away. "Harry doesn't want to talk to us right now. He's just too nice to say so." As they went away, Harry went towards a man whom he mentioned as "Elphias Doge". While he was doing that, Y/N and I were tapped on the shoulder and we turned around to find Fleur and Bill asking us to dance. It was the couples dance, so we decided to join them.
We got on the dance floor as Y/N placed his hands on my waist and I put my hands on his shoulders. Really reminded me of our anniversary together. Y/N had kept that same smile on his face, which looked adorable as always.
"What's on your mind?" I said to him. "You look really happy. I like to see that smile though."
"It's just... today's a happy day for Fleur and Bill," He said. "And Dora is going to have a baby. Even with what happened, it seems like a good day."
"Yes, it would be," I said with a smile on my face. "And you're gonna be an uncle!"
"And you would be an aunt," He said with a kiss. "Just imagine us helping Remus and Dora raise their child."
"And raising our own, might I add," I giggled a little. "That's one of the things I'm looking forward to."
We danced for a while longer until we switched with Fleur and Bill to dance. Fleur and I were on good terms, of course. She looked at Y/N as a younger brother and cared for him like so, even when the Triwizard Tournament was going on and Krum fought him.
"Are you and Y/N enjoying the wedding?" Bill asked me as I danced with him.
"Oh yes," I said to him. "Congratulations, by the way!"
"Thank you," He smiled. "I still can't believe I'm lucky enough to marry Fleur. She's really fond of the twins, did you know?"
"I do," I said with a smile. "You should have seen her in the 3rd Task. From what Y/N told me, she saved him from Krum when he was bewitched."
He chuckled a little. "That's my Fleur."
~With Y/N and Fleur~
Y/N POV
While Hermione was dancing with Bill, Fleur was dancing with me. She looked really pretty, she was wearing a dress with what looked like two swans arching up to her chest and she had Great-Aunt Muriel's goblin-made tiara, which did look good with her hair, as Mrs. Weasley mentioned a couple months ago.
"You really love her, don't you?" Fleur asked as she saw me looking at Hermione.
"Yeah... I love her a lot," I said. "She's the love of my life. I do hope I have something like this with her."
"You will, mon petit frère," Fleur said as she reached her hand on my cheek. "She loves you too and when you both do get married, I expect an invitation to your wedding." She smiled at me and kissed my forehead.
"Of course, Soeur aînée," I said. "And you will be invited for sure." Fleur smiled as I quickly switched back to Hermione and Bill back with Fleur. We danced for a little while more, enjoying the moment with everyone else.
But then... that moment passed.
Just then, a silver light flew into the tent and plummeted to the ground, causing a burst of light to blind us for a moment. As the light passed, a silver lynx was in it's place as the crowd looked with amazement. Then... it spoke with the booming voice of Kingsley Shacklebolt.
"The Ministry has fallen."
"The Minister of Magic is dead."
"They are coming..."
Lana POV
As Kingsley's patronus vanished, the crowd broke into panic as a scream erupted.
"Nice meeting you, Mr. Potter!" Elphias Doge, who I was listening to, said to Harry as he extended his hand to him, but had already disapparated. Harry was already looking for Ginny in the crowd, while I was looking for Y/N, Hermione and Ron.
"Ron!" I yelled for him. "Ron!" The three of them ran to me and Harry as the rest of the Weasleys drew their wands and readied themselves. Ginny, who Harry had finally spotted, drew her wand as well. He was about to walk to her, but Mum and Remus got in the way.
"You five!" Mum yelled. "Go! Go now!"
"It's not safe!" Remus added.
More figures in dark robes, -- Death Eaters --, arrived, possibly for us and began to fight the ones defending everyone. Everyone had nearly vacated the place, but Y/N noticed something.
"Where's Anne?" He asked frantically as he looked around.
"Oh no!" Hermione said. "I don't think I saw Gabrielle go either!"
Y/N and I looked at each other as we teleported around the tent, distracting the Death eaters for mere moments and making them miss with their spells while we looked for the two girls.
"Stupefy!" We both yelled at one Death Eater as he was flung out the tent.
"Lana!" I heard a voice calling for me under one of the tables. I looked under the table to find Anne with Gabrielle who was muttering fearfully in French as she found us.
"There you are!" I said as Y/N ducked down too. "We're gonna get you both out of here." Gabrielle quickly went to Y/N as he teleported her out and I did the same with Anne. Patch and Snowball were already outside with Snuffles as Snowball practically gave Y/N Snuffles in his hands.
"You're a good girl, Snowball," He said as he nuzzled her fur quickly as the cat purred in delight. "Anne, please take care of her. For me?" He asked her.
"Yes, of course!" She said with a quick hug as grabbed both of the cats. We then teleported back to the others and Y/N joined hands with Hermione and I grabbed Ron's hand. Hermione had closed her eyes and so did Y/N as we whooshed out of the tent...
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And into a busy part of London?
"Where are we?" The boys all asked.
"Shaftesbury Avenue," Hermione said to us. "I used to come here with my mum and dad. Just popped in my head, I don't know why..." Her voice broke a little as Y/N still held on to her hand. I knew she had to obliviate her parents, the memory must still be there with her.
Through the city, strangers were passing by as we ran into an alleyway. Hermione had brought her beaded bag with her and said she brought our overcoats as well. A group of drunk men passed by and saw me and Hermione with the boys and decided to have their fun.
"Oi, beautiful!" One of them called Hermione. "Why don't you ditch that boy next to ya! Come over, let's have some fun..."
"And you too!" Another called to me. "Pretty blonde! Leave the ginger, they've got no souls anyway...."
"Excuse me!?" Y/N yelled as he emerged from the shadows. "Nobody, and I mean, nobody, calls my girlfriend, 'beautiful' but me. And for my sister, you drunken pieces of shit ain't coming near her. So scram. Hopefully, you won't get hit by one of those buses, pompous pricks."
"Oh, this one got 'imself a mout', don't he?" The drunken man said as he raised his fists. "Come on then! Deck meh if ya can, boy!"
"Okay, if you say so," Y/N said as he turned and punched the guy straight in the nose, causing it to bleed. "You jokers had your fun, now go and do loony stuff."
The men looked at him as both his and my eyes glowed at them. I noticed Ron was scowling at the one that called me out. Y/N turned around and back into the shadows with us. Hermione had quickly embraced him and kissed him as he came back. "Thank you for that," She said kindly as she sunk her arm in the bag, shocking both Ron and Harry. "We need to change," She said as she handed us out clothes to change and Snuffles had dove into Y/N's overcoat pocket.
"How the ruddy --" Ron said as he got his clothes.
"Undetectable Extension Charm," Hermione, Y/N and I said at the same time.
"I say this a lot, love," Y/N then said. "But Hermione Granger, you are one beautiful genius, you are."
"Always the tone of surprise, babe," She smirked and kissed him again. "And I love the idea of only you calling me beautiful."
"Anytime, 'Mione."