Prologues and Parties
Harry/Dawn, Ron/Hermione, Neville/Luna, Draco/GinnyRating/Warnings:
I hired a pack of ninjas to kidnap Joss and J.K. Rowling; they were threatened with hot poker torture, chainsaws, and an exorcism. I now own all. Thank you. *Doctor's Note: Patient exhibits delusions of grandeur and any claims of ownership are pure fantasy. No harm is meant. Seriously, it's better than her throwing rocks at people.
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Harry Potter is drunk. Blind, stinking, stumbling drunk. As is his best friend (or "mate" as the English say), Ron Weasley.
Harry is one of the lauded heroes of the Second Dark War with Voldemort, along with Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Neville, Snape, and Draco. Draco had been a surprise. After killing Dumbledore to save Draco from Voldie's wrath, Snape had become Voldie's right hand wizard; but that didn't stop Snape from collaborating with the Order. And as angry, vengeful, and hot-headed Potter had been, no torture or punishment could have been worse than the guilt Sev felt at killing Dumbledore. Seven months after Dumbledore's death, Snape had been discovered and tortured to death. But by then the damage had been done. Snape had been feeding the good guys vital information, and the war would be over in three more months.
Draco had quite publicly switched sides during the war. He wasn't able to kill Dumbledore, because despite his vile words and opinions, in the end, Draco wasn't a killer. While engaged in one of the initiation rites for the Death Eaters (this one was torturing a normal human girl), Draco had stunned the other Death Eaters, taken the girl, and switched sides. Now he's an outsider, loathed by his former friends and ignored by those he once tormented. And pining for a feisty girl who hates him. Dork.
And Neville, sweet, dorky, wonderful Neville, ended up being one of the four who accompanied Harry into Voldemort's lair. After all the information from Snape, Death Eater's were being captured and killed left and right. But Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, and Neville had followed a hunch and located Voldemort's lair. Harry killed him and ended the war. Of course, Neville's parents are still in St. Mungos, crazy. And grandmother died of a severe stroke. Now Neville doesn't know how to live his life. He's been so used to the order of Grandmother's house and Hogwarts that this freedom is daunting.
Then there's Ron and Hermione. God, those idiots! I swear, I'm going to kill them someday if they don't stop playing games and start dating!
Ginny is still mooning over Harry, missing the guy that's right under her nose, pining for her in such a pathetic way. You've probably figured out who it is after a few minutes, and after all this time, she hasn't. She needs to 1) get a clue, 2) get out of Ron's shadow and 3) become her own person. But I'll give her points because she is looked after and coddled by six brothers. Or is seven? Hell, I'm a higher power and even I can't keep them all straight.
And Harry is still lost. He has no family, not even the Dursleys. They were murdered during the war. He feels alone despite the surrogate family he has. And the purpose he's had for the past eight years is gone. He needs to figure out his direction for life.
But back to the present. Harry is drunk, very, very drunk. And who am I? I am Cordelia Chase, one of the Powers that Be, and self-proclaimed defender of champions. Because while champions get to save the world, their lives suck. And that's where I come in....
To Be Continued...
I will update soon, but I just need to get the prologue out of the way.
So what do you think?