Harry Potter: Love's Second Chance

It had been a better day for Ginny Weasley. With her rash finally cured and the end of the smelly paste, her happiness had returned. Currently she was sitting in the Great Hall eating lunch while trying to devise a perfect plan to get her Harry away from the bookworm. "I can be patient," She thought to herself as she took another bite of salad. "More than likely Harry will realize just how plain and boring she is. If not, I'll just let mum know that I'm not friends with Hermione anymore and to not bother inviting her over for the summer. I'll also suggest to Ron that he ask mum to get Harry over as soon as possible," Ginny smiled as she thought of so much time of having Harry all to herself away from the know-it-all. She took another bite of salad. "Definitely let them have their fun. It isn't like he's going to propose to her or anything."

Her thoughts were interrupted when Colin Creevey jostled her elbow as he sat down next to his brother. "Hey Dennis, did you see the ring Harry gave Hermione?"

Ginny didn't hear the reply as she had immediately stared down the table where Hermione was sitting next to her Harry showing a ring on her left hand to Luna and several other people. Ginny's fork slipped out of her hand and dropped with a clatter onto her plate. The noise caused Hermione to glance down in her direction and the smile she had for Ginny caused the youngest Weasley's blood to boil. "That...that backstabbing boyfriend stealing bitch," She mentally fulminated. With a final glare at her nemesis who was still smiling at her, she rose from her seat and stomped angrily out of the Great Hall with enough heat rising from her that people might swear that steam was pouring out of her ears. "If she thinks she can just steal my Harry without a fight, she better think again. That ring will be mine."

A few minutes later Ginny was in the library pulling various potions books off the shelf. "What did my book say? Love potions and Jealousy Potions. I'll give her both and have her so confused she'll swear my brother is Merlin himself," Ginny declared to herself. Once again the images of a dumpy Hermione with six or so kids pulling at her dress while she slaved away in front of a stove brought a measured calm to Ginny. "As for you Harry my love, I think it's time you realized how much you love me. It worked for Mum so it should work for me," Ginny hesitated as she considered "Hermione will probably see through a love potion and warn Harry," she quickly dismissed it as she thought; "I'll give her so much jealousy potion she won't even think about my Harry."

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"Did I forget anything?" Hermione asked herself as she looked inside her bookbag. The pensieve was in there surrounded by a cushioning charm as well as a collection of memories for them to show Sirius. She'd also included several of the items the twins had given Harry when he had stopped at their store.

"I really need to recreate my beaded bag sometime," Hermione grumbled to Harry. "That's my project for the summer, but that's everything. We're ready to go."

They were back in the Room of Requirements in preparations to visiting Sirius. Harry pulled out the mirror. "Sirius?"

"Pup?" The mirror replied after a while and Sirius's face appeared. "Ready to come over?"

"Anyone there?"

"Not anymore. Molly was here an hour back but she's returned to the Burrow."

"What did she want?"

"Making plans to move back in of course," Sirius said. "Like last year, Dumbledore wants a full house to protect you when you show up."

"Got to keep me under his thumb while it looks like he's being nice and allowing me to have time with my friends?"

"Something like that," Sirius said. "Now come on over and show me those memories."

"We'll be there in a few minutes. Takes a little time to walk out of the castle."

"When this is all over you have got to show me that room. If your father and I had known about it…" A wistful look appeared on Sirius' face.

"I know," Harry replied. "See you soon."

A little later Hermione and Harry were seated at the kitchen table of number twelve Grimmauld again. "Before we begin, I need to warn you," Hermione said. "You need to be careful around the portrait of Phineas Black that's in the bedroom upstairs. He will report anything he hears to Dumbledore when he is back in his office."

"I never even thought of that," Sirius replied as he glanced upward, toward the room where the portrait hung. "How do you know?"

"We spent a lot of time with that portrait in our seventh year," Harry explained. "It's how Snape knew where to give us the sword."

Sirius just shook his head and sighed as looked at the two teenagers across from him "I know it's all true, but it's still so unreal to me Harry. This future stuff I mean. It was just a couple of weeks ago, you were in the floo wanting to know about your father because of a memory of Snape and now...now you're the same kid but not a kid anymore."

"It's still strange for us too Sirius. Like having you back. I mean you've been dead for two years but here you are sitting across from us. I'm still not sure what I'm going to do when I see Dumbledore."

"Let's have the talks later, right now we need to look at the memories," Hermione said. "You two view the memories and I'll stay out here just in case someone shows up."

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