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the analyst

By: ewmickle
folder Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female
Rating: Adult +
Chapters: 2
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Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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chapter 2

Harry Potter and various other characters that I am bowering don’t belong to me. For I am a poor 23 year old male. Lol J.K. Rowling and well Warner Bros. too owns it. All I am doing is writing a lil fic for the entire world to see. So please don’t sue or send any lawyers to my house for all they will get is a neat Gollum action figure and some fan subbed sailor moon eps. P.s. Henry belongs to me


Chapter 4 (Hermione)
“What Path will I choose”

As I awoke in his arms, I had found that his eyes were open.
“Morning, so did you nap good using my arm as a chew toy like that?”
“Huh? I forgot to tell you I tend to grind my molers in my sleep.”
As I wiped the sleep from my eyes, Ginny walked out of Vincent’s room with a “cat that just got the cream” look on her face. “Well we gotta go, I bet mum is beside herself with worry.”
“Knowing your mum, she’s probally asleep on the couch and the kid’s curled up on the rug, after an Elmo marathon.”
Excuseing ourselves we headed out. As we walked out I quickly wrote my phone number down and handed it to Henry.We walked into an ally way so we could apperaite back to the flat.
We popped into the hall right in front of our door. As I fumbled for the keys, Ginny kept on humming a tune under her breath.
“Whatcha humming?”
“Oh that, it’s a song that Vincent is working on.”
“As opposed to being just handsome, he’s also a singer?”
“All that and a really, really, great shag.”
I couldn’t help myself, I just burst into a gale of laughter as I finally got the door opened.
As we walked in I heard a sharp rapping noise against one of the windows. I headed towards it to notice a white owl. My eyes grew large. “HEDWIG!” I exclaimed as I let the travel lagged creature in. She gently nipped at my hair as she landed on my TV. I noticed a roll of parchment tied to her leg. I went to the kitchen to bring a little dish of water for Hedwig, and took the note.

Dear Hermione and Ginny.
We’ve done it. Finally the world is rid of Voldomort. We won Hermione! You know I’m not good with writing notes but I thought I’d tell you that Ron and I will be returning in three days. Please send a reply with Hedwig.
Signed
Harry

“GINNY, MRS. WEASLEY! Oh my god! I can’t belive it. Ginny read this!”
upon handing the note to her I danced around the room. I can’t belive it no more living in fear. No more mundane life. But I like this lif why why am I happy. Because Harry, My Harry is coming back.


Chapter 5 Happness (Henry)

Vincent walked out of his room, more like stumbled out and kinda twitched.
“So Vince am I going to have to contact the hospital and get a blood transfusion set up for you. Man you look like you were on the losing end of a feeding frenzy.”
“That woman, all I have to say is wow. Please tell me you got their number? OH PLEASE!!”
“Hermione slipped it to me as she was leaving.”
“Well give her a call to make sure she got home safely or something.”
“You just want to hear Ginny in the background don’t you?”
“Yeah and?”
“O.K ok I will.”
I picked up the phone and dialed her number. After three rings she picked up.
“Hello?”
“Hi Hermione it’s me Henry, I was just calling to see if you got home safely.”
In the background Vincent popped up. “Tell Ginny I don’t have that limp anymore!”
Upon hearing this she let out a small laugh. “Henry guess what?”
“What?”
“Harry’s coming back.”
“I thought he was in Japan fighting the good fight.”
“He defeated the dark lord.”
“He did! Wow I mean wow, that’s great news.”
“He’s coming back in three days!”
“Can Vincent and I come to your flat to great him when he gets back?”
“Sure. I mean I can’t wait to introduce my new boyfriend to him.”
“Your new what?”
“Boyfriend, or am I being to forward in my assumption?”
“No, no you’re not, I just haven’t had a girlfriend in about three years now.”
“I haven’t had a boyfriend since sixth year. Sorry to cut this short Henry but I have to go do some extra shopping.”
“Well have a good day Hermione.”
After she hung up, I went to the kitchen of our small flat and got some coffee. I’m thinking to myself, oh boy is this goio beo be rough. I know I shouldn’t feel like this but I know that now I’m up against the greatest wizard of our time. Because Hermione has more history with him. Should I just step back and let her have him or should I try to win her heart?

Chapter 5 Back to my old life (Harry)
It’s been a few hours since I’ve sent Hedwig to Hermione. Damn I hope she gets the note. I know I shouldn’t be as worried about death eaters, as I know that Ron and I destroyed half of them. The battle was long and intense. Both sides suffered major losses but in the end, I defeated Voldomort with the only thing that I could. I couldn’t use my own wand so I summoned Ron’s to my hand and dealt the only spell that could destroy him. The killing curse. The only thing that made me not go mad from his anguish and screams, was the thought of everyone back at home. Knowing that they will never have to deal with being afraid of him ever again. The most predominate image was Hermione. Her chocolate brown eyes staring deep at me, in my head they were lifeless, as if the internal fire of her soul was burned out. I never want to see that, nor any one else dead so with all the strength I could muster, I destroyed him.
Right now Ron and I are sitting in our hotel suite drinking shots of fire whisky.
“So Ron what’s the first thing that you are going to do after we get back?”
“Well after the massive debriefing we are going to get at the auror’s office? I bealive that, I am going to go to Honeydukes and buy one of everything for my niece. Also I am going to get a new broom, we are still on for the rematch.”
“Damn Ron the last time we played Quidditch the game lasted for three weeks.”
“And I bealive that I was ahead sixty points before we were called in on this mission”
“Yeah Yeah. But you know I always catch the snitch.”
“Oh bugger off Potter”
I put on my best faux shocked face. “I am shocked and bewildered by your use of such vaulger lanuge and infront of children no less.”
“What children?”
“This bottle of fire whisky is only seven years old.” The laugh that I was suppressing finally was relased with a gale of pure laughter.
“Harry that word a day calander that Hermione sent you has at least paid off. I have to get a dictionary for half the bloody words you say.”
“I know, hey at least I’m not talking computer stuff like Hermione does, now that you need an entire encyclopedia to understand.”
“I wonder what the girls are up to. Don’t we have their yelone one number?”
“Telephone, Ron Telephone.”
“Oh yeah.”
The stack of shot glasses were getting higher, and our speech was getting more and more slurred so we figured, we need to go to sleep. Well I mean by that, is that we figured it out the day after when we woke up right where we passed out the night before.

Author’s note
Well I’ve added a new twist to the story. I wonder how I’ll settle this triangle. But all I have to say is that I like adding spice to my stories. Because mindless fluff is only meant for peanut butter and marshmallow fluff sandwiches. As with all fanfics. Feedback is more than welcome. And please if you want to beta this please send me an e-mail
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