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So I started posting the chapters on AO3. I’ve got 4 up so far, and another 8 in various draft stages. 

Its a story about Harry and Ginny and their life after the battle of Hogwarts. Canon Complient. 7th Daughter and Hallows lore heavy, expect frequent updates!

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Harry Potter and the Honeysuckle Vine. Chapter 2: Harry at Hogwarts, a history.

Chapter 2: Harry at Hogwarts: A History ————————————

They came through the newly repaired doors and into the great hall holding hands.

Harry looked up and saw there were still pieces of the enchanted ceiling moving around trying to find their place, it was like a gigantic jigsaw puzzle Harry thought. Like this story I’m about to tell

Ginny squeezed in next to Hermione and Harry next to Ron, almost everyone was done eating and so most were just waiting for Harry’s meeting.

Harry got up and approached Kingsley and McGonagall

“ I sent a owl to the school governors just after eating, they’re not going to believe me when I say we can open in September as long as teaching posts are filled”

“Yeah well that was something to see wasn’t it”

“Minister, Professor” they turned to him. “I just wanted to say we could start whenever, earlier is probably better, and do either of you have a recorder? “

“I have a transcription quill in my office Potter, do you need it?”

“Yes please Professor, I’m going to ask those folks who need to hear this to come to griffin for common room. It’ll be more comfortable.”

“Ok I’ll see you shortly.”

Harry walked around the table letting folks know they would start in 15 minutes in the common room. Then found Ginny and walked hand in hand with her all the way there. Once everyone was inside and McGonagall had come with the quill - Harry really did not want to tell this story more than once.

He found himself alone again with Ginny.

She could tell he was nervous. She kissed him on the cheek and said, “I’ll be right there with you.” His eyes widened and then he had a curiously happily face on

“What” she asked

“It’s just…. my parents said that to me just before I died. They stayed with me on my way to Voldemort. … I’ll tell you inside, lets get this over with.”

The common room was packed. Harry realized he hadn’t seen it like this since he kissed Ginny. Bill and Fleur were by the window, Charlie next to bill. Hagrid he could see didn’t trust the furniture to hold him and so was taking pretty much all the floor space. Mr and Mrs. Weasley were on one of the big couches while andromeda sat next to them. George was sitting on the steps that lead to the dormitory. Kingsley, McGonagall, Luna, Neville and Aberforth sat at the table that Harry, Ron, and Hermione had occupied so many nights doing homework.

He turned towards the fireplace, and there in their standard armchair was his best friends, Hermione resting her head on Rons shoulder.

Ginny squeezed his hand, “come on” she whispered, “we’ll sit there next to Ron and Hermione.”

As Harry sat the muffled conversations died down. He took a deep breath and said to the room.

“I know that everything is a bit raw, but …” he paused looking around at everyone, “but I need to you to know how all of this happened.”

“Harry” - Mrs. Weasley started- “I hope you know we don’t blame you for anything”

“Mrs. Weasley” Harry said, the football was in his throat again, “I …. I just need to get through this and ….” the words were like glue in his mouth … maybe he wasn’t ready

“Mum” Ginny said softly putting her hand on Harry’s

Mrs. Weasley got the message and settled more tightly against Mr. Weasley “ I’m sorry dear, go on”

Harry looked at her, the woman who had been like a mother to him and there he was the reason her son was dead.

“I want you all to know why it happened like this, I know that understanding the story won’t bring back Fred” - looking at George - “or Tonks and Lupin” - moving his eyes to andromeda- “and Professor  Dumbledore” - ending on McGonagall and Aberforth.

“I’m going to try and tell you everything, I’ll answer any questions you have just, can we hold them till the end? The story is kinda complicated.”

The room nodded solemnly eyes glistening at the mention of those who should have been there.

“Ok um Professor”- Harry said turning to McGonagall- “do you have the quill there? The transcription one?”

“Yes Mr potter, it is already going,”

“Ok well then, so some of you know pretty much the whole story” - turning to Ron and Hermione- “others know just pieces so bear with me…

so I’ll start at the beginning…. which is with Professor Trelawney's Hogwarts interview.”

He told them about the prophecy, how Snape had overheard part of it and told Voldemort, how Snape had come to Dumbledore once Voldemort had chosen Harry….

Luna piped up - “but Harry , you're not the only one born at the end of July.” She, and the rest of the room turned to Neville his mouth gaping.

“I know, I asked Dumbledore why, and the only reason is that Voldemort made a choice. He could have not acted on the prophecy at all but he made a choice to kill me and my parents.”

He continued telling them how at the last minute Sirius got Lilly and James to change their secret keeper to Peter who betrayed them. How Sirius had realized what happened and arrived to the house just after the killing curse. How he gave his bike to Hagrid.

“And so then I went to live with the Dursleys because living with my mother's blood renewed the protection. And ten years later Hagrid brought me my Hogwarts letter.”

He told them about his first year receiving the invisibility cloak and encountering the mirror, Quirrell and Voldemort for the stone.

He told them about second year with Ginny and the diary - the first horcrux.

“I’m sorry a what?” Said Fleur breaking the silence.

Count on Hermione to always have the answer to a question who explained “ a horcrux is a piece of extremely dark magic. It’s something that a wizard puts a piece of their soul into, but to split one’s soul is against nature and you can only make one by murder. But with a split soul, one can only really die if all the pieces of their soul are dead.”

Harry continued, finding out about Peter Pettigrew, Sirius’ escape, and then his fourth year with Barty Crouch JR and the tournament.

“Well then you all know what happened in the graveyard, but more on that later…”

He continued about how now that he was back Voldemort was determined to hear what the prophecy said in full and so the break in at the ministry ensued.

“But then there was year 6 and finally Dumbledore started telling me everything, and we learned about tom riddle.”

He continued to explain the lessons from his 6th year, ending with when Dumbledore fell from the tower. He glared out the window in the direction of the white tomb.

“I had to return to the Dursleys because of my mothers protection and then well, he attacked when we left for the burrow. And that’s when my wand acted of its own accord”

Hermione started to say something about wands not being able to do that but Ron shushed her.

He picked up with bill and fleur’s wedding, the inheritances from Dumbledore. And their escape from the cafe.

He told them about RAB and figuring out the real locket was in the ministry with Umbridge. He included Ron’s departure - it had to be the whole truth - “obviously he came back, and no everyone shut up, Ron came back, Dumbledore knew he would always come back, that’s why he gave him the deluminator, and look it’s important everyone know it happened and it’s in the past and just another part of the story.”

He continued about going to Godric’s Hollow with Hermione on christmas and meeting the snake. He talked about the doe and finding the sword and Ron’s rescue “you see he came back - at the perfect moment i might add”

How harry made the mistake of breaking the taboo which landed them at the malfoys and how Hermione got the scar on her neck.

Looking towards bill and fleur “ and so we escaped to your house.”

He explained their Gringotts breakin and seeing the goblin tell Voldemort about the stolen cup. And now that he knew what Harry was after, he had to check on the others.

He got to the point of landing in Hogsmeade, of entering the castle, of the grey lady, and then finding Ron and Hermione with the broken cup, and the room of requirement. Saving malfoy in the process of destroying the crown. About what they saw in the shrieking shack. And finally where he, Ron, and Hermione split up.

“I went to Dumbledore’s office and then used the pensive…”

He described Snapes memory, paying particularly attention to emphasis whose side he was really on. And then he got to the last memory.

“And Dumbledore told Snape that when Voldemort tried to kill me his soul was so splintered that a piece of himself ended up in me, I was the unintended horcrux.”

No one seemed to be breathing.

“Neither would live, neither could survive.”

He told how he met Neville, and told him about the snake. He then turned to Ginny, her face was pale.

“I passed you you know, on my way into the forest, i wanted so badly to stop and say goodbye but I knew if I did I couldn't ever want to leave.”

“I thought I felt someone moving around me” She replied softly.

He continued about opening the snitch, about how Sirius, Lupin, and his parents joined him.

“ and he said ‘Until the very end’”

Harry stared at his feet, and then described walking into the circle, what Voldemort said and being hit with the killing curse.

“And then I was in this big white room, which turned out to be kings cross station. And I spoke with Dumbledore”

“He told me about how because Voldemort used my blood in his resurrection and how our wands worked in the graveyard had formed this strange bond so then that's why he sought the Elder Wand.”

He covered Grindelwald and his decision to come back. He named how Malfoy’s mother lied and essentially saved his life.

“And well then Voldemort had Hagrid carry me out to the castle which is where you all come in.”

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Harry Potter and the Honeysuckle Vine. Chapter 1: Reparo

Chapter 1: Reparo

“I think Harry’s right,” said Hermione quietly.

“That wand’s more trouble than it’s worth,” said Harry. “And quite honestly,” he turned away from the painted portraits, thinking now only of the four poster bed lying waiting for him in gryffindor tower, and wondering whether kreacher might bring him a sandwich there, “ I’ve had enough trouble for a lifetime.”

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May 2, 1998

As those words escaped his lips, it dawned on him through the exhaustion. His role - the boy who lived, the chosen one, the prophecy - it was over. Voldemort was over. He could just be Harry. He could be normal. But first he needed some serious sleep, considering he, ron and hermione had been awake for about 48 hours.

The trio turned towards the stone gargoyle and were met by professor mcgonagall. Her hair unkempt, all over the place, and her robe torn and scattered with blood stains.

“ hello you three.” she said, surprised to find them here.

“Hello, professor, I just wanted to speak to dumbledore”

“Oh, yes of course, I’ll come back”

“no we’re finished, we’re going to head up to the gryffindor tower to sleep, but in the next few days I would like for us to talk, if thats ok”

Harry had said it before he knew what he was thinking. He wasn’t ready in this moment but he would tell them all what happened. All of it, and he knew deep down he couldn't do it more than once and so he would tell them all at once.

“Of course Mr Potter, now I need to contact the school governors and certain folks at the ministry, with so much damage to the castle I’m not sure hogwarts will remain open. But that's for another day. Goodnight you three”

As the three of them reached the gargoyle, Harry heard McGonagall speak,

“he’s come so far since we dropped him at 4 privet drive”

“Yes,” the portrait replied softly but with an overtone of pride, “At extraordinary cost, the three of them have done more than any of us could have hoped for.”

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May 4, 1998

Harry didn’t remember getting into bed, or walking back to gryffindor tower. But by the feel of the sheets and the way the sun felt through the bed hangings he knew that's where he was. He sat up slowly feeling the side table for his glasses. As the room came into focus, so did the weight of the previous days, of Fred, Lupin, tonks, and in some ways himself.

He absentmindedly put his hand to his scar while Ron entered the room.

“Your awake finally” Ron said, half smiling, though it was evident he had been crying.

“Ron, I… I’m so sorry”

Ron stopped and sat on the bed and weakly nodded. “You realize you've been asleep for two days. Everyone’s been getting worried. Ginny is practically besides herself”

“Ginny…” Harry repeated, trailing off, he had no idea what he wanted to say to her, all he knew is he wanted her back and would do just about anything she wanted.

“So its about to be lunch time, and Professor McGonagall was going to give us an update on if the castle can be repaired.”

The two grabbed clean robes from the foot of the bed and headed towards the great hall. Harry stopped about halfway down the stairs when he could hear the murmurs of all the survivors gathering for a meal.

“Ron, I need to do something outside, let them all know that I’ll be there in about 10 minutes, well it might be less if this doesn’t work, but then I need to see everyone together. You, Hermione, all your family, the order, the ministry, the DA, all of them. I’m telling you all what happened.”

Ron looked at him worried, “ you sure your ready mate?”

“Yes, I want it over with as soon as possible.”

“Ok then, I’ll save you a seat”

Harry headed out through what used to be the entrance hall onto the grounds. In turning around, in the full late morning sun, Harry could see just how devastated the castle was.

He pulled the Elder Wand out of his pocket. The idea came to him after repairing his own wand with it. It was a big job, and he doubted it would work. But somehow, Harry knew dumbledore would approve of this last use of the thing. To make it’s last deed one of healing and repair before it was placed back in Dumbledore's tomb.

He held the wand aloft thinking of all the times he had taken this building in, all the memories of being with his friends around the grounds, of going into the forest with Ron and Hermione, of going into the chamber to save Ginny, all the quidditch practices, the DA meetings, kissing Ginny, studying in the library, he even briefly thought of Dobby in the kitchens with Winky.

A lump the size of a football ended up coming up his throat. He thought of how the blood soaked stone and dirt cann’t be the last thing this place sees. He thought of Fred and firecrackers he and George set off  on Umbridge, He thought of Lupin and Tonks, and now Teddy - Harry knew this is where his godson was going to be educated.

With the tears now in full stream, Harry steadied himself looking at the massive wreck in front of him. He looked up at the owlery and astronomy tower thinking of Hedwig and Buckbeak and the night they saved Sirius.

He closed his water filled eyes as he felt his heart fill with memories and he said softly but surely,

“Reparo”

Nothing happened. He sighed, he thought it would work, he needed it to work.

“Potter!” He heard McGonagall call from the doorway, and as he opened his eyes. He heard it. And from the look on McGonagall’s face so did she.

It was like hearing the Hogwarts Express from off in the distance a slow rumble of a sound. The ground began to shake slightly and as Harry looked around he could see things stirring.

Slowly as the rumble grew louder, small stones in the heaps of crumbled walls started to chatter. Some began to rise.

Harry’s heart swelled and more stones rose, now accompanied by bigger stones, roof tiles and statues. McGonagall had walked out the door now and was standing next to Harry staring at the debris rising all around open mouthed. People were coming out of the great hall now surrounded by banisters and tapestries gliding back to their rightful places above them.

Harry saw Mr Weasley put an arm around Mrs Weasley as she cried at the sight. He saw Ron holding Hermione‘s hand and point at books flying towards the library.

And then it happened. The air was filled with color as millions of small stained glass shards rose glittering. It was as if rain of every color was falling in reverse.

“It’s beautiful” McGonagall breathed.

“No, she’s beautiful” Harry replied. Because there among the streams of color and the last remnants of battlements flying into place, was Ginny turning around in wonder. And suddenly her eyes met his, and for the briefest moment he knew, everything would be ok.

But before that feeling could sink in, a booming voice - not unlike a Mrs. Weasley howler broke the moment.

HARRY JAMES POTTER! How DARE you! You leave me, broken hearted, and in the dark for a YEAR! You just leave! You LEFT me for a year with the Carrows and Snape, not knowing a THING about your whereabouts! For all I knew, you could be DEAD! Along with Ron and Hermione, and I wouldn't know a thing!" Ginny was yelling at Harry, oblivious to everyone staring. "And then you come back! You go and YOU disappear on me once AGAIN not knowing where you were! Then we go outside to find you DEAD!" Ginny was nearing hysteria now. "Do you know how it FEELS, Harry, to have the love of your life DEAD AT YOUR FEET? Do you Harry? To have your world crashing down before you? Ginny had tears streaming down her face, and she was shaking from her sobs.

Voldemort had KILLED YOU! But of course you were NOT DEAD! You were faking it! But the scare you gave me was NOT FAKE! I was crushed, NO, I was far beyond crushed! And now you come BACK! And you think that everything's OK? Well it's NOT Mr. Potter! It’s not!

But before he could think to say sorry she was off, running across the lawn towards the trees encircling the lake. He knew where she was going.

“I’ll go get her” Harry heard Hermione say behind him as he watched her run.

“No, I need to be the one.” He told Hermione. Then turning to Professor McGonagall, Harry said “Did Ron mention to you I wanted to talk to everyone?

She nodded, still staring at the repairing castle.

“How about everyone eat, and then we can talk, I’ll get Ginny.”

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He knew where he would find her the moment she started running.

All that time staring at her dot on the marauders map while away, he knew her favorite spot.

“Ginny?” He said softly approaching a cluster of  three trees at the shore of the lake.

“I don’t want to speak to you. I can’t speak to you. God harry I’m so angry”

“I know, Ginny, but I’m just going to say some things and you don’t have to say anything. I just…. could you listen…”

He couldn’t tell if she nodded or if her shoulders moved from crying but she wasn’t yelling so it was a good sign to go on.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry for leaving and disappearing, out of all the screaming when Hagrid carried me to the castle it was yours that was the hardest to hear. I love you Ginny“

At this she turned around quickly and faced him. He kept talking to ward off another howler

“I have loved you for a long time but couldn’t allow myself to think about a future. I had one goal one single thing, a prophecy to fulfill, and so I couldn’t, it was… how did you put it some stupid noble reason”

He thought he saw the flash of a smile, or maybe it was the light

“I told you then that our time spent together was like out of someone else’s life, well now it doesn’t have to be. It’s over. Voldemort’s over, and you don’t have to answer me now but I do not want us to be over. I have missed you more than I thought humanly possible and I’m about to go inside and tell everyone how this all happened. And well…. if I’m being honest it’s really you I need to hear it.”

He was out of breath. She stood there arms crossed, hard to read. A good five seconds of silence

He could feel the slump happen, like a withering plant.

“Ginny, I … “ he said softly “I understand if you don’t want to be with me anymore but can you at least come up to the castle and listen to what happened.”

She paused and then slowly walked towards him, her eyes were glittering with tears,

“Harry…”

She flung her arms around his neck and said “I love you too” before kissing him like she never had and with all the fury and fire that felt for him.

And she literally knocked him over.

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Harry Potter and the Honeysuckle Vine

Ok so not to try and prove im not just a bandwagoner - I can remember the day the first book came out when I was in 2nd grade, and well ive read the series at least 30 times by now. 

With that out of the way I just recently re-read them all, and after finishing i got to reading some post war canon fanfiction - and well .... i have yet to find one that either goes long enough (like at least till he marries ginny) or that i really agree with (harry enjoying fame? no.) 

And with that i need a project - a new distraction - im in a bit of a rough spot atm and well i need a promising tale to get me through it - and so we get to this... 

Harry Potter and the Honeysuckle Vine. 

I have the first few chapters already written i was just waiting to start this feed until I decided on a title. My goal is once a week - though if a chapters ready its ready. 

All characters are the Property of JKR unless i mention otherwise

I try my best to do quite a bit of research too to try and stick to canon. picks up where DH ends.