January 2010 Challenge at hpgw_drabbles: Echos of the Past
Title: Echos of the Past
Words: ~795
Rating: PG
Characters/pairings: Ginny/Harry (although, ironically, Harry isn't here at all), James/Lily, Sirius, Remus
This story is based on the second picture in this entry here.
Ginny Apparated into her kitchen. "Harry," she called, "are you home?" As conflicted as she felt, she didn't really know whether or not she wanted to see him, or anyone, right now.
She filled the teakettle with water and gave it a tap with her wand to make it boil. She poured the water over the leaves, but her hands were shaking and she succeeding in burning her hand.
"Damn!" Ginny rummaged in the cupboard for the healing salve that George and Fred had created when they first opened their store. She smoothed it over her burn and watched the mark fade through the tears in her eyes.
Picking up her cup, Ginny wandered from room to room in the house they had only moved into six weeks ago. They had looked for almost a year, in both wizarding and Muggle areas to find the perfect house - finally they found this one - the yard was big enough for a Quidditch pitch, the kitchen and attached dining room had enough room for when they invited her family over, and five bedrooms meant plenty of room for Teddy and however many children they decided to have.
Ginny sat on the couch and saw Quidditch Today on the table. Gwenog was on the cover - her interview predicting whom she thought would make the English team in the issue. Gwenog said that although the Harpies were a fabulous team again this year, Potter would probably be the only Harpy offered a spot on Team England. That obviously wasn’t going to happen now. Ginny glared at the magazine before leaving the room.
She looked down at her still flat stomach. Until her appointment with the Healer today, she had only had four games left for the season, plus maybe the World Cup matches, before she had planned on leaving the game. The Healer had said she was about six weeks along. That meant it probably happened during the weekend they moved into the house, when Harry had suggested that they christen every room. As fun as it was, somewhere along they way, they must have gotten careless.
She finally crossed the threshold into Harry's study and sank into his chair. She looked around the room and saw the photo album Hagrid had given Harry his first year on the desk. She picked it up and flipped through it, pausing at a picture of the original Order of the Phoenix. She traced her finger over her Uncles Fabian and Gideon, wishing she could have known them. She then thought about her children and how they would only know half of their twin uncles.
As she closed the cover she saw two other photo albums on the desk, one was Harry and her wedding album. She bypassed that in favor of the other one. It was one of the few items Harry had taken from his parents' house in Godric's Hollow.
She turned the pages slowly, looking at the couple she had never gotten to meet, as well as many pictures of Sirius and Remus. Harry often sat in here with Teddy, showing him pictures of Remus and telling stories about him.
Midway through the book, Ginny found a picture of Harry's parents. Lily was laughing at a book she was reading, and James seemed mesmerized by the sight of her. Ginny cast a magnification spell to see the title and she started to laugh herself.
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Sirius and Remus walked, unannounced, into James and Lily's house. James looked up to glare it his friends. "You could have knocked!"
"Could've. Didn't. You may have been shagging on the sofa. And just walking in would have been so much more fun. For me anyway!" Sirius said.
Remus shrugged. "Sorry."
Lily's sparkling laughter caught the attention of all three of the men. She wiped a tear from her eye before seeking out Sirius. "Do you know that according to various sources your name could mean either sparkling, scorching, or the Dog Star?"
"He's a dog; it fits," Remus smirked.
Sirius gestured rudely at his friend before turning back to Lily. "What does it say about the hairy one's name?"
Lily flipped through her book and read, "Romulus and Remus were the founders of Rome. Remus was later slain by Romulus."
All of a sudden, realization dawned on Remus' face. "A baby name book? You're going to have a baby?"
James nodded, smiling, before he turned back to watch Lily, who had stopped laughing. She closed the book and said simply, "Harry."
"Harry?" James asked.
"It means Army Ruler." Lily chewed her lip for a second. "If Voldemort is still around, a name with a strong meaning may not be a bad name for him to have."
"Harry," James repeated. "I like it."
Words: ~795
Rating: PG
Characters/pairings: Ginny/Harry (although, ironically, Harry isn't here at all), James/Lily, Sirius, Remus
This story is based on the second picture in this entry here.
Ginny Apparated into her kitchen. "Harry," she called, "are you home?" As conflicted as she felt, she didn't really know whether or not she wanted to see him, or anyone, right now.
She filled the teakettle with water and gave it a tap with her wand to make it boil. She poured the water over the leaves, but her hands were shaking and she succeeding in burning her hand.
"Damn!" Ginny rummaged in the cupboard for the healing salve that George and Fred had created when they first opened their store. She smoothed it over her burn and watched the mark fade through the tears in her eyes.
Picking up her cup, Ginny wandered from room to room in the house they had only moved into six weeks ago. They had looked for almost a year, in both wizarding and Muggle areas to find the perfect house - finally they found this one - the yard was big enough for a Quidditch pitch, the kitchen and attached dining room had enough room for when they invited her family over, and five bedrooms meant plenty of room for Teddy and however many children they decided to have.
Ginny sat on the couch and saw Quidditch Today on the table. Gwenog was on the cover - her interview predicting whom she thought would make the English team in the issue. Gwenog said that although the Harpies were a fabulous team again this year, Potter would probably be the only Harpy offered a spot on Team England. That obviously wasn’t going to happen now. Ginny glared at the magazine before leaving the room.
She looked down at her still flat stomach. Until her appointment with the Healer today, she had only had four games left for the season, plus maybe the World Cup matches, before she had planned on leaving the game. The Healer had said she was about six weeks along. That meant it probably happened during the weekend they moved into the house, when Harry had suggested that they christen every room. As fun as it was, somewhere along they way, they must have gotten careless.
She finally crossed the threshold into Harry's study and sank into his chair. She looked around the room and saw the photo album Hagrid had given Harry his first year on the desk. She picked it up and flipped through it, pausing at a picture of the original Order of the Phoenix. She traced her finger over her Uncles Fabian and Gideon, wishing she could have known them. She then thought about her children and how they would only know half of their twin uncles.
As she closed the cover she saw two other photo albums on the desk, one was Harry and her wedding album. She bypassed that in favor of the other one. It was one of the few items Harry had taken from his parents' house in Godric's Hollow.
She turned the pages slowly, looking at the couple she had never gotten to meet, as well as many pictures of Sirius and Remus. Harry often sat in here with Teddy, showing him pictures of Remus and telling stories about him.
Midway through the book, Ginny found a picture of Harry's parents. Lily was laughing at a book she was reading, and James seemed mesmerized by the sight of her. Ginny cast a magnification spell to see the title and she started to laugh herself.
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Sirius and Remus walked, unannounced, into James and Lily's house. James looked up to glare it his friends. "You could have knocked!"
"Could've. Didn't. You may have been shagging on the sofa. And just walking in would have been so much more fun. For me anyway!" Sirius said.
Remus shrugged. "Sorry."
Lily's sparkling laughter caught the attention of all three of the men. She wiped a tear from her eye before seeking out Sirius. "Do you know that according to various sources your name could mean either sparkling, scorching, or the Dog Star?"
"He's a dog; it fits," Remus smirked.
Sirius gestured rudely at his friend before turning back to Lily. "What does it say about the hairy one's name?"
Lily flipped through her book and read, "Romulus and Remus were the founders of Rome. Remus was later slain by Romulus."
All of a sudden, realization dawned on Remus' face. "A baby name book? You're going to have a baby?"
James nodded, smiling, before he turned back to watch Lily, who had stopped laughing. She closed the book and said simply, "Harry."
"Harry?" James asked.
"It means Army Ruler." Lily chewed her lip for a second. "If Voldemort is still around, a name with a strong meaning may not be a bad name for him to have."
"Harry," James repeated. "I like it."