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All the Ghosts are Screaming

olivemartini

Summary:

Harry had been told he had a bit of a saving people thing.

He hadn“t paid much attention to it before, because he didn“t see it as a bad thing. So what if he sotis put himself in danger to save other people? So what if he would take a bullet for almost all of his friends?

It wasn“t sothing he thought he had to fix, until the day he“s sitting beside Ginny in court watching Malfoy get put on trial, hearing the Wizengamot say that he had to stay on house arrest with an acceptable citizen, and no one speaks up, which ant that Malfoy was going to Azkaban.

Which is around the ti that Harry stands up without really deciding to and offers up a room at Grimmauld Place.

So yeah. Maybe he does have a bit of a saving people thing.

All characters belong to JK Rowling

Chapter 1

Harry

He’s been told that he has a bit of a saving people thing.

It wasn’t an issue, really, other than the fact that Voldemort sotis used it to his advantage, and Harry never thought it was sothing he needed to fix. After the war ended, he didn’t really think he would ever be in a position where he needed to save soone again —there would be no bad guy to kidnap the people he loves, no evil monster lurking in the shadows to drag away innocent bystanders.

It would just…be. Still and peaceful and as ordinary as Harry could force his life into being, and he wouldn’t have to save anyone until he was ready.

He really, really ant that.

“This is horrible,” Ginny whispered beside him. They’re sitting at the very back of the court room, watching the proceedings happening in the front. “This isn’t even a fair trial.”

“What did you expect?” Harry didn’t like it either, knowing what he does about the man on trial. The Draco in school was proud, and he would have never stayed silent under the scrutiny of the hundreds of faces staring down at him. Post-war Draco hadn’t even spoken, just slumped in the chair, his long fingers picking at the rusted chains that were spilling from the sides of the chair. (The chains had not bound him to the chair, just clinked a bit. Ginny had said this was a good sign.) “They want soone to bla.”

“That’s the problem, isn’t it?” They’d broken up over two months ago, after two weeks of heated love that felt stilted and wrong, until the night where she had cried and explained how she loves him, but the things they went through must have shaped them so they don’t fit together anymore. About how the year apart ant that maybe they shouldn’t have tried to pick up where they left off. And also the being in love with Luna thing. “They’re blaming everyone but themselves.”

He still loves her just as much as he did before, but now it’s in a different way. He loves her but beyond that he knows her, so he knows that the way she bites down on her lip ans that she’s angry and stopping herself from showing it. “It’s going to work out. Draco will pull through.”

He covered his hand with hers, and they watched together, waiting as round after round of witnesses and statents rolled through the courtroom. It would have been easy to knock them all apart, after all the people speaking in his favor—Harry had said how he was a massive git but not a criminal, Hermione gave so argunt based in the muggle justice system how he shouldn’t be tried based on the sins of the father, and Luna, Dean, and Ollivander had all gotten on the stand to speak about how he risked his life to bring extra food to them down into the dungeons. But Draco didn’t show up to fight.