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Harry Potter Alternate Universe >> Everywhere by summerpotter

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Chapter 1: Hope and Survival

Harry’s feet dragged on the rocky terrain, and the chilly mountain winds blew against his face. His stomach growled, his legs ached, his scar burned mildly on his forehead, and the various cuts and bruises pained him.

He and two other Aurors had been separated from their squad, led by Commander David Ziles, and now, they had decided to head west to battle against a stand-by army of Death Eaters.

Alannah Strodez was one of the two Aurors. A year younger than Harry with the ability to transfigure into a small black cat and a knack for wandless magic, she was one of Harry’s closest friends. Alannah had long, light brown hair, and olive green eyes. She was an extremely attractive woman at first look, but a strong-minded witch when you got to know her. Nevertheless, Harry enjoyed her company.

Then there was Roran Serandalde. He had appointed himself the leader of the stranded group, and had come up with the brilliant plan, if you could call it that, to head west. Tall, muscular, with dirty blonde hair, and dark blue eyes, he had a wife and three kids back home, which seemed to surprise Alannah. He was determined, horribly stubborn, and confident that he was a great wizard and Auror. This, however, seemed to annoy Alannah.

“We’ll make it by nightfall, guys” Roran confirmed, probably about the seventh time during that entire sixty minutes they had been walking.

“Uh-huh” Alannah muttered. “That’s what you said yesterday, yet it took us well into the night to reach the city of Cherglith.”

“Just shut up, and keep walking,” Roran retorted coldly, kicking a stone out of his foot’s path.

“Roran, wouldn’t it have been a good idea to take horses? We’ll be too worn out to fight by the time we do reach Alazac!” Harry said quietly, speaking up for the first time in a good twenty minutes.

“Too obvious. Tracking charms would have caught up with us, and we’d be dead by now,” Roran said importantly, reminding Harry of Percy Weasley. “Keep thinking that,” Alannah muttered under her breath, brushing her hair out of her face.

Roran didn’t hear her, but Alannah seemed to have hoped he had. She gave him a dirty look, before trying to speak with him.

“Roran, Ziles will have his army in Tageden by tonight, and we’re going to be ahead of him! If he has to fight, we’re going to be out of reach,” she argued, this time, Roran turned on her.

“Listen, it’s not my fault we’re stuck out here, but I’ve gotten you this far-”

“Would you like an award for it?” Alannah snapped back, her face turning red.

“Alannah, I’ve kept you alive for this long, and I’ll be damned if you’re going to manipulate Harry and I into Tageden!” he roared.

“Oh, and since when did Harry suddenly become your equal?” She retorted.

“For your information, Harry is and always has been my equal!” Roran argued, trembling in rage. “We are of the same measure, well, maybe not you. You top Harry and I put together for temper charts”

“That’s the largest load of crap I’ve heard her. Superior Roran... the day he thinks of anyone but himself...”

“Why are you being such a bitch?” Roran spluttered.

“You would be too if you were me, and had to be stranded with the biggest idiot on this planet. If you think you are the best wizard here, then you’re pretty damn stupid! Harry is twice the wizard you are, Roran, and you know it! You’re very well aware that Harry is so much better than you, having conquered the dark lord on several occasions! So you think you can make yourself look superior by bossing us around!”

“Alannah, I really think we should keep moving,” Harry said suddenly.

“I agree with Harry,” Roran said loudly, turning on his heel, and picking up the pace.

Alannah called Roran a name Harry was sure that if Roran heard, he would have slapped her.

Harry sighed, and looked around at the tall, jagged mountains. A chilly blast of wind flowed through the trail. Why had the mountains suddenly become like a cage to him?!

Ginny opened the door, and shut it. She took off her coat, kicked off her shoes, and wandered into the kitchen. Her roommate, Drew, was pouring a thick liquid from the blender into two glasses.

“Hey,” Ginny greeted her casually. She peered at the glass. “Do I want to know what that is?”

Drew smirked. “It’s a strawberry banana, spiked smoothie”

“Is Hope sleeping?” Ginny asked hopefully, accepting one of the glasses, and sniffing it with interest.

“Yes. Let’s just hope she sleeps the night,” Drew said with a nod.

Drew was Ginny’s newest best friend. She had moved in with her almost two years ago, just after Hope, her daughter, was born. They lived in a small house in Halifax, Nova Scotia, in Canada. Ginny worked at a photography company in town, and Drew was a nurse at the local hospital.

Drew had long chestnut brown hair with blonde highlights, and round chocolate brown eyes. Ginny was very surprised she wasn’t married, as she was very pretty and intelligent. Ginny, on the other hand, had her long fiery red hair, dark brown eyes, and had her daughter to look after. Her daughter had her mother’s hair, but emerald green eyes, much to Ginny’s delight.

“I didn’t poison it” Drew laughed, watching her friend take a cautious sip.

“It’s good!” Ginny exclaimed with a grin.

“Thank you,” Drew laughed, taking a long sip of her own. “So, how was your day?” “Oh, the usual,” Ginny replied dully. “My boss and I had three arguments, and surprisingly only threatened to fire me twice...”

Drew laughed. “Only twice? That tops the charts.”

“What about you then?”

Drew set down her glass on the table, and plunked herself into a chair.

“There was this older man, and, well, I know it’s kind of mean to laugh, but...” Drew began.

“Go on,” Ginny said, curious.

“Well, he was...odd. I brought him over to the chairs, so he could tell me what was wrong. He told me he wasn’t feeling very well, and his head hurt. So I offered him some medicine, just when he fell asleep. Right there, on the chair. So, I was wondering what to do, so I just gently nudged him, so that didn’t work, so I did it a little harder. He woke up, but then jumped to his feet, screaming ‘Earthquake!’ ”

Ginny chuckled, imagining how comical it would have been to watch.

“So, it took three more nurses to help me get him back inside, and to take some medicine. Then he went into a long story of how his grandson had won this trophy in soccer, and I was getting frustrated, so I placed my hand gently on his, and he began screaming for help.”

“What did you do?” Ginny asked, a smile still on her face.

“Well, I let the others deal with it, because I was just too... amused yet exhausted with my day to deal with him without yelling!”

“Oh nice, Drew. I bet that went over well with your boss.”

Drew nodded and sighed.

“But anyway, my day brightened when I asked that guy I liked for his number,” Drew finished, her cheeks a little red.

“That guy at that convenience store?” Ginny guessed, draining her glass.

“Yeah, his name’s Evan...” Drew said, drifting off dreamily.

“Okay then,” Ginny said, putting her glass in the kitchen sink.

“And what about you?” Drew said suddenly, as she re-entered the living room.

“What about me?” Ginny said with a frown.

“Your love-life! Any mystery guys you’re going to reveal to your best friend?” she asked, smirking.

“No” Ginny said, as if she her question was some stupid joke.

Suddenly, Ginny had this empty feeling in the pit of her stomach. Drew had her eyes on her, and she was feeling rather uncomfortable at the moment.

“Who is he?” Drew asked skeptically, twisting a lock of hair around her finger.

“No one,” Ginny said a little too quickly.

“No one would be the one you’re blushing over then?” Drew asked, raising her eyebrows.

“No one is no one, Drew,” Ginny snapped.

“What about Hope’s father?” Drew suggested innocently.

“What about Hope’s father?” Ginny asked coldly, biting her tongue inside her mouth. Drew was always so persistent to tear into her personal love life, and it bothered her very much.

“I mean is it Hope’s father you’re infatuated with?” she pressed, beginning to realize she’d hit the sore spot.

“Of course not! I haven’t seen him for over a year!” Ginny replied in a voice very unlike her own. It was cold and harsh. “How can I be infatuated with someone who isn’t here?” “I don’t know; how can you?” Drew asked calmly, a smile playing across her lips. “All I know is, this mystery man who gave you a child, has stolen your heart.”

“Oh yes” Ginny muttered sarcastically. “I just want to run away with him!” She added in the same harsh voice.

“Ooh, Ginny, you’ve got it bad,” Drew laughed. “I’m going to bed, Drew!” Ginny snapped, stalking off to her bedroom.

“One day you’ll learn, Ginny!” Drew’s voice called out to her, following her as she left the room, and went up the stairs. “When he shows up on that doorstep, you’ll be all over him!”

Ginny finally arrived in her room, and she shut the door with a sharp snap. She couldn’t believe Drew had cornered her like that. And why was she so interested in her relationship with her past lover?! That relationship was over now...

‘Or is it?’ asked a quiet voice from the back of her mind.

Ginny changed quickly, and climbed into bed, her mind racing. Of course it was over. He left nearly two years ago, and she was sure the war was over by now! If he still wanted anything to do with her, he would be here.

Ginny turned out the lights, wondering if she had been right all along. Had the man she had so stupidly and easily fallen for been playing her? The one person’s name that she had been careful not to say aloud, and let herself fall victim to the jaws of a broken heart... Harry Potter.

The words stung like a knife piercing the skin. Ginny rolled over into her pillow, wanting the words to vanish. A silent chant flowed through her head, making her feel like she was going mad.

‘Harry Potter... I love you Ginny... I will always be there for you... I want to be apart of this... Will you go out with me?... Harry Potter...’

“Stop it!” Ginny pleaded softly into the darkness, tears shining in her eyes. As if on command, the words ceased to haunt her, and the memories stopped flowing. She could feel the magic that she had forced down deep within; rush through her veins like wildfire.

If she wasn’t careful, she could probably light something on fire. The emotions were so powerful all of a sudden, and it was just because her best friend had taunted her of the life she craved- the one where she was with Harry.

‘You’re being stupid’ she chided herself. ‘You know he’s not coming back’

But why couldn’t she love him? Why couldn’t she at least admit to herself that she still loved him? Why did she have to push away the magical world all because she was too weak to handle the fact that Harry might not come back to her?

‘I am not weak’ Ginny thought angrily. ‘I will not fall prison to that anymore...I am not the stupid eleven-year-old girl I was so long ago. I am strong!’

With this thought, sleep eventually rolled over her, and she managed to push Harry out of her mind for the night.

Pronunciation:

Tageden: Tag-e-den
Cherglith: Share-glith
Alazac: Al-a-zack


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