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Epilogue- Summer Days
Epilogue- Summer Days
It had been a tough few months for Willow. She had gotten through the last of the school term, the first group of students to graduate from her "˜Advanced Prophecies, Glamour's, and Wandless Magic' class receiving many job offers even before their graduation from Hogwarts. Indeed, the Ministry had been so pleased with her performance that she had spent the better part of the summer at the Auror Academy, teaching the trainees. She had only stopped when her pregnancy became too advanced for her to continue.
And now, back at the Burrow for what seemed liked endless days, Willow was cranky. And that was never a good thing. It was August and she was due to give birth any day now. Aside from the fact that she was huge (a fact that Fred and George loved to tease her about), and and was in the middle of a heatwave- the hottest summer on record apparently- thus making her even more uncomfortable. With a sigh, she turned back to her book, pausing only momentarily to take a sip of the cold lemonade that Molly had brought for her as she sat in the shady calm of the Weasely's ga.
.
The truth of the matter was that she had never given up hope that Harry was alive. After all, they hadn't found a body and no one really knew where the veil Harry and Voldemort had fallen into led. She had been researching for months, soon influencing Hermione and later Ginny, Draco and Ron with her strong belief that her husband was alive and well. Her researching endeavours had been quite timely in fact, at least in regard to who had become her partners in the matter.
Soon after coming to Hogwarts to protect Willow and the baby (an effort that Willow thought was needless, but the rest of the staff thought was a great idea, concern for the woman that had lost her husband and now faced the threats of Death Eater attacks even in the relative safety of Hogwarts overweighing any thoughts that an Auror presence in the school was an overprotective measure), Hermione had discovered that she too was expecting. And, only a month after that, a battle wound had forced Ginny to go to St. Mungos where the doctors had found that Ginny was pregnant as well, the result of an extremely satisfying Valentines weekend with Draco. At any rate, it had meant that both Ginny and Hermione were taken off of active duty as Aurors, and forced into a more research-based position. They had continued to stay at Hogwarts however, after learning of Willow's theory, and now were actively involved in proving her idea right. Now, the three women were spending the rest of the summer with Molly and Arthur, and the rest of the Weasely family, continuing their research into the Veil while Ron and Draco worked to eliminate the Death Eaters that still roamed the country.
The sound of screen door creaking shut broke Willow out of hener ner musings though, and she looked up to see a determined Hermione and Ginny walking towards her. Indeed, they were still walking, not waddling as Willow in her large condition was. Hermione, Molly was strongly convinced, was carrying a girl. Willow on the other hand was probably having a boy. Or so Molly told her. Ginny on the other hand, was just small in general, confusing her mother's guessing to no end.
"There you are," Ginny said smugly. "We were wondering where you had gotten yourself off to this morning."
"Yes," Hermione smiled, conjuring two more cushioned chaises for she and Ginny to sit on. "How are you feeling?"
Willow smiled in return as her two friends made themselves comfortable. Silently, she conjured two more glasses of the lemonade she had been drinking. "Alright. Here." She handed the glasses to the women in front of her.
"Willow, you're a godsend," Hermione murmured, gratefully accepting her glass. Indeed, she was due any day now as well and was just as uncomfortable with the heat as Willow was. She took a sip gratefully before noticing the book the other woman was reading. ""˜Portals to Alternate Worlds,' Willow?"
Willow nodded her head yes and watched as Hermione's brow furrowed. She sighed at the thought of the explanation that would be involved with the answer to why she was reading this particular book.
"You remember how I told you about that time I restored Angel's soul but he got sent to hell anyways? Through a portal?" Hermione and Ginny nodded, not sure where this conversation was heading. "Well, the other night I couldn't sleep and picked this book up, thinking that I would get in some reading for teaching material on the subject for next years classes," she took a deep breath and continued. "And it occurred to me that if portals to Hell existed from old statues, then surely they could exist from old doorways ESPECIALLY old doorways that rallrally are stored in the Department of Mysteries."
"So, you're saying that you think Harry is in Hell?" Ginny asked incredulously, taking a sip of her lemonade.
"No," Willow shook her head vigorously, wincing slightly as the baby moved restlessly inside her. "Portals can exist to anywhere. Different times, different places. In the case of the Veil however, I think it's a gateway to "˜limbo.' Have either of you heard of Dante's Inferno and its explanations of the nine circles of hell?" She took in Ginny's blank expression and Hermione nod. Well obviously Hermione would know. Dante was a Muggle writer. "Anyway, it's basically an explanation as to where we humans go after we die." She explained for Ginny's benefit. "For the dead, it's a place to repent for their sins. They can climb the ladder to get up to Heaven though. It's like a waiting room essentially. For the living, it can be a form of stagnant limbo. You don't go anywhere, you don't age, you just wait for someone to get you out all while living in a place of sorrow without torment." She paused for a moment, letting this idea sink in before continuing. "Have you ever been to Nearly Headless Nick's deathday parties?" Hermione and Ginny nodded, remembering the eerily cool and strangely blue-grey coloured events that the Griffindor ghost had yearly. "Well, then you'll remember how like the Veil they were. Sort of weirdly coloured, cold, with a strange wind passing through them?" The women had put down their glasses, they were so shocked at Willow's implication. "Ghosts are proof that such a portal exists and if you'll recall, the ghosts that were there weren't all ones that haunted the castle, or even the world. Some of them were from beyond somewhere, proving that there must be a way to get between the two areas. Who's to say that living people couldn't survive there, albeit sadly, but very much alive?" Willow finished smugly.
"But that would mean"¦" Ginny said slowly, not completely comprehending how this had gone so overlooked for so long.
"That Harry's alive," Willow said triumphantly.
"And so is Sirius," Hermione chimed in, in excitement, thinking of how happy Remus and Harry would be if Willow's theory were true.
"And so is Voldemort," Ginny spat out in shock, effectively raining on Hermione and Willow's parade.
Willow was silent a moment. "Look, if this is true, than we can't leave him there, even if Voldemort's there too," she stared down at her hands. "Besides, if my theory is correct, than it would be possible for Voldemort to come back, and that's not a good thing."
"But how are we supposed to get him out?" Hermione asked in a confused voice, leaning back and stretching her back in the process. It had been aching for the past week.
Willow sighed wearily. "You're not going to like this idea but"¦.I can do it. There's a spell"¦"
"No!" Hermione interjected firmly, adamant that Willow not put herself or the baby in jeopardy. "No way Willow. It's too dangerous, especially at this stage in your pregnancy. Besides, we don't even know if he's really where you say he is."
Willow ignored her friends outburst. "I've done it before and there were no side effects. My friends don't know to this day that I did it."
"Angel?" Ginny took her hand gently, choosing to ignore Hermione as well.
Willow nodded. "He doesn't even know it was me that brought him out of it." She looked down at the passage she had just read, handing the book to Hermione and pointing to it. "See Hermione? It's just a series of words in Latin, with the proper potion given to the Earth at the right time, and the person being asked to return shows up sometime in the next 24 hours in the place they disappeared," she said in a soothing voice, grimacing for the 3rd time in an hour as a twinge of pain went through her abdomen. It felt like early labour, from the way Molly had described, but she refused to believe that this was the case, not today, when she was so close to getting Harry back. She looked at Hermione pleadingly. "Are you guys with me? Can we at least try this? Nothing happens if the person you're trying to get back isn't there"¦"
Hermione held up a hand to silence her friend as she read the last line of the passage, and the next paragraph as well, just to make sure that there weren't any ramifications to it. She had learned too many times in her years spent with the adventurous Harry and Ron to read the fine print before barrelling into a situation. "Alright," she finally conceded. "I'm in."
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The spell, Willow thought as she, Hermione, Ginny, Draco and Ron sat in the middle of the backyard that night, was looking to be the answer to her prayers. Indeed, they had performed the spell for Harry an hour ago and had just finished the one for Sirius. Voldemort they had decided to leave until after Harry returned. After all, the prophecy stated that only one could live and Willow intended that one to be Harry.
She was sure the spell had worked, as she had felt the magic go through her, almost identical to the one she had felt when she performed this for Angel. All that was left to do was wait, and Dumbledore, who they had informed of what they were doing and who in response, had sent out Remus and Tonks to Godric's Hollow, and another group of Aurors to the Department of Mysteries to await their arrivals.
Willow didn't feel well though, and this was dampening the euphoric mood she was in. She bit her lip, as the cramps she had been feeling off and on all day suddenly got worse.
"Willow?" Draco asked in a concerned voice, helping Ginny up and watching as his friend visibly winced and bent over slightly in pain. "Are you okay?"
"Um-hm," she answered, her strained words denying her positive answer.
"Willow," Ron chimed in, concerned for his best friends wife as he helped his own wife up from the grass. "Are you in labour?"
"No, I don't think so," she answered more strongly as the pain passed, standing as Draco and Ron moved to help her stand. She suddenly bent over as she became upright.
"Oh God," Willow said in shock, feeling something shift and then break inside her, fluid making it's way down her legs. "Ok, I'm changing my answer, my water just broke."
Draco rolled his eyes in exasperation. "Right, I'm not in labour"¦" he said, mimicking Willow's voice sarcastically. "If Harry were here, he would tell you"¦."
"Oh no, Harry"¦" Willow cried softly, the expected results of the last hour coming back full force. "This can't happen now. He's almost back, he needs to be here for this"¦" Her voice was cut off abruptly as another contraction-Willow realized that she must have been having these all day- hit her.
"OK," Ron rolled his eyes along with Draco again at Willow's behaviour. "We need to get you up to the house. Mum will know what to do for you."
Willow, unable to argue while in the throe of the contraction, let herself be led up to the house, thoughts of Harry and his possibly eminent return thrown to the wayside- at least for the moment.
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And from the same field where Godric's Hollow once stood, the unconscious-but very much alive- body of Harry Potter fell from the sky, seemingly out of nowhere, startling a very naked Remus and Tonks, who had only just realized their feelings for each other and were acting upon them accordingly.
End Epilogue- Stay tuned for the sequel "˜Hidden Truths'
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It had been a tough few months for Willow. She had gotten through the last of the school term, the first group of students to graduate from her "˜Advanced Prophecies, Glamour's, and Wandless Magic' class receiving many job offers even before their graduation from Hogwarts. Indeed, the Ministry had been so pleased with her performance that she had spent the better part of the summer at the Auror Academy, teaching the trainees. She had only stopped when her pregnancy became too advanced for her to continue.
And now, back at the Burrow for what seemed liked endless days, Willow was cranky. And that was never a good thing. It was August and she was due to give birth any day now. Aside from the fact that she was huge (a fact that Fred and George loved to tease her about), and and was in the middle of a heatwave- the hottest summer on record apparently- thus making her even more uncomfortable. With a sigh, she turned back to her book, pausing only momentarily to take a sip of the cold lemonade that Molly had brought for her as she sat in the shady calm of the Weasely's ga.
.
The truth of the matter was that she had never given up hope that Harry was alive. After all, they hadn't found a body and no one really knew where the veil Harry and Voldemort had fallen into led. She had been researching for months, soon influencing Hermione and later Ginny, Draco and Ron with her strong belief that her husband was alive and well. Her researching endeavours had been quite timely in fact, at least in regard to who had become her partners in the matter.
Soon after coming to Hogwarts to protect Willow and the baby (an effort that Willow thought was needless, but the rest of the staff thought was a great idea, concern for the woman that had lost her husband and now faced the threats of Death Eater attacks even in the relative safety of Hogwarts overweighing any thoughts that an Auror presence in the school was an overprotective measure), Hermione had discovered that she too was expecting. And, only a month after that, a battle wound had forced Ginny to go to St. Mungos where the doctors had found that Ginny was pregnant as well, the result of an extremely satisfying Valentines weekend with Draco. At any rate, it had meant that both Ginny and Hermione were taken off of active duty as Aurors, and forced into a more research-based position. They had continued to stay at Hogwarts however, after learning of Willow's theory, and now were actively involved in proving her idea right. Now, the three women were spending the rest of the summer with Molly and Arthur, and the rest of the Weasely family, continuing their research into the Veil while Ron and Draco worked to eliminate the Death Eaters that still roamed the country.
The sound of screen door creaking shut broke Willow out of hener ner musings though, and she looked up to see a determined Hermione and Ginny walking towards her. Indeed, they were still walking, not waddling as Willow in her large condition was. Hermione, Molly was strongly convinced, was carrying a girl. Willow on the other hand was probably having a boy. Or so Molly told her. Ginny on the other hand, was just small in general, confusing her mother's guessing to no end.
"There you are," Ginny said smugly. "We were wondering where you had gotten yourself off to this morning."
"Yes," Hermione smiled, conjuring two more cushioned chaises for she and Ginny to sit on. "How are you feeling?"
Willow smiled in return as her two friends made themselves comfortable. Silently, she conjured two more glasses of the lemonade she had been drinking. "Alright. Here." She handed the glasses to the women in front of her.
"Willow, you're a godsend," Hermione murmured, gratefully accepting her glass. Indeed, she was due any day now as well and was just as uncomfortable with the heat as Willow was. She took a sip gratefully before noticing the book the other woman was reading. ""˜Portals to Alternate Worlds,' Willow?"
Willow nodded her head yes and watched as Hermione's brow furrowed. She sighed at the thought of the explanation that would be involved with the answer to why she was reading this particular book.
"You remember how I told you about that time I restored Angel's soul but he got sent to hell anyways? Through a portal?" Hermione and Ginny nodded, not sure where this conversation was heading. "Well, the other night I couldn't sleep and picked this book up, thinking that I would get in some reading for teaching material on the subject for next years classes," she took a deep breath and continued. "And it occurred to me that if portals to Hell existed from old statues, then surely they could exist from old doorways ESPECIALLY old doorways that rallrally are stored in the Department of Mysteries."
"So, you're saying that you think Harry is in Hell?" Ginny asked incredulously, taking a sip of her lemonade.
"No," Willow shook her head vigorously, wincing slightly as the baby moved restlessly inside her. "Portals can exist to anywhere. Different times, different places. In the case of the Veil however, I think it's a gateway to "˜limbo.' Have either of you heard of Dante's Inferno and its explanations of the nine circles of hell?" She took in Ginny's blank expression and Hermione nod. Well obviously Hermione would know. Dante was a Muggle writer. "Anyway, it's basically an explanation as to where we humans go after we die." She explained for Ginny's benefit. "For the dead, it's a place to repent for their sins. They can climb the ladder to get up to Heaven though. It's like a waiting room essentially. For the living, it can be a form of stagnant limbo. You don't go anywhere, you don't age, you just wait for someone to get you out all while living in a place of sorrow without torment." She paused for a moment, letting this idea sink in before continuing. "Have you ever been to Nearly Headless Nick's deathday parties?" Hermione and Ginny nodded, remembering the eerily cool and strangely blue-grey coloured events that the Griffindor ghost had yearly. "Well, then you'll remember how like the Veil they were. Sort of weirdly coloured, cold, with a strange wind passing through them?" The women had put down their glasses, they were so shocked at Willow's implication. "Ghosts are proof that such a portal exists and if you'll recall, the ghosts that were there weren't all ones that haunted the castle, or even the world. Some of them were from beyond somewhere, proving that there must be a way to get between the two areas. Who's to say that living people couldn't survive there, albeit sadly, but very much alive?" Willow finished smugly.
"But that would mean"¦" Ginny said slowly, not completely comprehending how this had gone so overlooked for so long.
"That Harry's alive," Willow said triumphantly.
"And so is Sirius," Hermione chimed in, in excitement, thinking of how happy Remus and Harry would be if Willow's theory were true.
"And so is Voldemort," Ginny spat out in shock, effectively raining on Hermione and Willow's parade.
Willow was silent a moment. "Look, if this is true, than we can't leave him there, even if Voldemort's there too," she stared down at her hands. "Besides, if my theory is correct, than it would be possible for Voldemort to come back, and that's not a good thing."
"But how are we supposed to get him out?" Hermione asked in a confused voice, leaning back and stretching her back in the process. It had been aching for the past week.
Willow sighed wearily. "You're not going to like this idea but"¦.I can do it. There's a spell"¦"
"No!" Hermione interjected firmly, adamant that Willow not put herself or the baby in jeopardy. "No way Willow. It's too dangerous, especially at this stage in your pregnancy. Besides, we don't even know if he's really where you say he is."
Willow ignored her friends outburst. "I've done it before and there were no side effects. My friends don't know to this day that I did it."
"Angel?" Ginny took her hand gently, choosing to ignore Hermione as well.
Willow nodded. "He doesn't even know it was me that brought him out of it." She looked down at the passage she had just read, handing the book to Hermione and pointing to it. "See Hermione? It's just a series of words in Latin, with the proper potion given to the Earth at the right time, and the person being asked to return shows up sometime in the next 24 hours in the place they disappeared," she said in a soothing voice, grimacing for the 3rd time in an hour as a twinge of pain went through her abdomen. It felt like early labour, from the way Molly had described, but she refused to believe that this was the case, not today, when she was so close to getting Harry back. She looked at Hermione pleadingly. "Are you guys with me? Can we at least try this? Nothing happens if the person you're trying to get back isn't there"¦"
Hermione held up a hand to silence her friend as she read the last line of the passage, and the next paragraph as well, just to make sure that there weren't any ramifications to it. She had learned too many times in her years spent with the adventurous Harry and Ron to read the fine print before barrelling into a situation. "Alright," she finally conceded. "I'm in."
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The spell, Willow thought as she, Hermione, Ginny, Draco and Ron sat in the middle of the backyard that night, was looking to be the answer to her prayers. Indeed, they had performed the spell for Harry an hour ago and had just finished the one for Sirius. Voldemort they had decided to leave until after Harry returned. After all, the prophecy stated that only one could live and Willow intended that one to be Harry.
She was sure the spell had worked, as she had felt the magic go through her, almost identical to the one she had felt when she performed this for Angel. All that was left to do was wait, and Dumbledore, who they had informed of what they were doing and who in response, had sent out Remus and Tonks to Godric's Hollow, and another group of Aurors to the Department of Mysteries to await their arrivals.
Willow didn't feel well though, and this was dampening the euphoric mood she was in. She bit her lip, as the cramps she had been feeling off and on all day suddenly got worse.
"Willow?" Draco asked in a concerned voice, helping Ginny up and watching as his friend visibly winced and bent over slightly in pain. "Are you okay?"
"Um-hm," she answered, her strained words denying her positive answer.
"Willow," Ron chimed in, concerned for his best friends wife as he helped his own wife up from the grass. "Are you in labour?"
"No, I don't think so," she answered more strongly as the pain passed, standing as Draco and Ron moved to help her stand. She suddenly bent over as she became upright.
"Oh God," Willow said in shock, feeling something shift and then break inside her, fluid making it's way down her legs. "Ok, I'm changing my answer, my water just broke."
Draco rolled his eyes in exasperation. "Right, I'm not in labour"¦" he said, mimicking Willow's voice sarcastically. "If Harry were here, he would tell you"¦."
"Oh no, Harry"¦" Willow cried softly, the expected results of the last hour coming back full force. "This can't happen now. He's almost back, he needs to be here for this"¦" Her voice was cut off abruptly as another contraction-Willow realized that she must have been having these all day- hit her.
"OK," Ron rolled his eyes along with Draco again at Willow's behaviour. "We need to get you up to the house. Mum will know what to do for you."
Willow, unable to argue while in the throe of the contraction, let herself be led up to the house, thoughts of Harry and his possibly eminent return thrown to the wayside- at least for the moment.
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And from the same field where Godric's Hollow once stood, the unconscious-but very much alive- body of Harry Potter fell from the sky, seemingly out of nowhere, startling a very naked Remus and Tonks, who had only just realized their feelings for each other and were acting upon them accordingly.
End Epilogue- Stay tuned for the sequel "˜Hidden Truths'
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