Albus’s voice broke through the sounds of his family dinner, utensil hitting china and soft noises of contentment.
“Y'know, I never understood why Slytherins are considered… evil.”
Harry gave his son a hard stare while Ginny continued to politely cut her food. Ron gaped mid chew, lowering his fork. Hermione took a gulp of butterbeer.
Everyone turned their heads to look at Scorpius. He swallowed loudly, uncomfortable with being the center of attention.
“I mean,” he continued “ every house has a trait they value most of all, right? For Gryffindor it’s bravery,” he gesticulated to Harry and the gang. “Hufflepuff values loyalty. Ravenclaw values intelligence, and for Slytherin… power is what we value most of all.”
By now, everyone was listening to Scorpius. He took a deep, slightly shaky breath before going on.
“And isn’t that what all the evil people are obsessed with? Like, what did voldemort say again… there’s no such thing as good and evil. There is only power, and those too weak to seek it. Self-righteous git.”
Harry nodded solemnly while Ron snorted. Scorpius smirked at him before continuing.
“But you see, he twisted the meaning of power. And it’s honestly easy to do. With bravery, for example, you can’t really… mess that up. It’s doing what seems right, even when it feels wrong. It’s holding your ground even when every muscle in your body is screaming at you to run. It’s simple as that. But power… power is versatile. We all demonstrate our power in a different way. It’s what I love about being a Slytherin, but it’s also our downfall.”
Harry was looking at him as though he’d never seen him before. Ron had stopped eating, which was saying something. Albus was giving him a warm smile that reached his eyes.
“Power can be anything you want it to be!” Scorpius found his nerves melting. “Power is kindness. It’s friendship. Power is mercy. It’s… love. There’s no house I’d rather be in.”
He took a sip of butterbeer to signal that he was finished.
“I think I like this kid” Ron whispered into Harry’s ear. Scorpius pretended he didn’t hear, but couldn’t supress a small smile.
“Well said, Scorpius.” Hermione conceded. Scorpius beamed at her, warmed by her praise.
He looked around, and everyone was looking at him with newfound respect, all accept Lily, who was looking like she might’ve liked to argue.
Albus leaned over and kissed him on the cheek.
“I wish you’d given that speech before I put the sorting hat on.” He said softly.
Scorpius blushed as he caught Harry’s eye. He gave Scorpius a tiny nod, and for the first time in a long time, Scorpius felt that he belonged.
“How was practice?” asked Hermione rather coolly half an hour later, as
Harry and Ron climbed through the portrait hole into the Gryffindor
“It was -” Harry began.
“Completely lousy,” said Ron in a hollow voice, sinking into a chair
beside Hermione. She looked up at Ron and her frostiness seemed to
“Hermione, I don’t know what’s gotten into you lately!” said Ron,
astounded. "First you hit Malfoy, then you walk out on Professor
Hermione looked rather flattered.
"Good luck, Ron,” said Hermione, standing on tiptoe and kissing him on the cheek. "And you, Harry -“
Ron seemed to come to himself slightly as they walked back across the
Great Hall. He touched the spot on his face where Hermione had kissed
him, looking puzzled, as though he was not quite sure what had just
"What do you think about this?” Hermione demanded of Ron, and Harry was
reminded irresistibly of Mrs. Weasley appealing to her husband during
Harry’s first dinner at Grimmauld Place.
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She can see how much he’s grown. How much innocence he lost.
Her torture, Dobby’s death, the impending last leg of their journey, even more difficult than anything they’ve faced so far, and how can they do it? Voldemort is alive and on the rise, and they still have many horcruxes to destroy.
Ron is worried about her and he hoovers from afar. When she pours herself tea, he appears in the kitchen doorway. When they meet with Harry to plan to break inside Gringotts, he sits closer to her. When she goes to bed, he stops by her and Luna’s room to shyly say goodnight. Only looking at her when he does.
She senses him, always near, always there, in case she’d need him.
He doesn’t say it, but she knows.
She can see how he yearns to be near her and how his hand twitches craving to hold hers.
But he gives her space. Achingly so.
She understands why. He doesn’t want to mess this - them - up when everything around them is fucked up.
But she almost lost him, she almost died. So when he sits next to her on the couch as she reads and researches, she stops for a minute and grabs his hand. Ron’s head snaps towards her in surprise, mouth slightly open. She gives his hand a light squeeze, encouraging him to respond. When he does, caressing her hand gently, she can finally breathe. It only last a minute, and then they both have to let go as Harry comes to find them. They have a bank to break into and a dark lord to stop.
Ginny has always been one of my fave characters in the books. She overcame something unthinkable- being used and emotionally abused in a super sick way- then continuing on afterwards to regain herself and keep trucking. She is strong, sassy, bold- and frankly waaay out of Harry’s league.
I’ll never get the people who diss on Gin or Ron bc they want H/Hr. What? The weird thing is after JKR’s interview about Ron/Hermione being wish fulfillment, people were thinking she was dissing on Ron- when that’s not the case- she was saying Ron was too cool and funny to be with uptight Hermione. :P Weasleys be cool. I love Hermione, but I feel like JKR does about her- she’s just like I was as a kid- a pain the butt. So yeah… Ron and Ginny are super unrealistically cool- and I love them for it. Harry and Hermione are so realistically socially inept and lame- and I love them for it.