Worlds Collide 6/7
Jun. 10th, 2009 10:17 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rumpelsnorcackCharacters/Pairing: Harry/Hermione, Harry/Ginny
Word Count: 1,032
Rating: PG
Genre: Fluff, Romance
Summary: A Harry from a Harmony world finds his way through a portal to a canon world. What happens when he meets his counterpart?
A/N: This was written after I had been talking with a Harmonian shipper and she had been trying to 'convert' me. I had a dream where her Harry met up with my Harry and was, frankly, appalled that my Harry was dating Ginny. This was the outcome. The chapters alternate between Harmony Harry's and Canon Harry's perspectives.
Chapter 6: His Best Source of Comfort
While the other Harry was upstairs, the trio and Ginny were having a hasty meeting about what to do with him.
“I feel sorry for him, I really do,” said Hermione. ‘He seems so lost, completely befuddled by the way things are here.’
“Well, imagine it,” said Ginny. “There you are in the same world with the same people and yet they all treat you differently to how you’re used to. And there’s another ‘you’ there and that ‘you’ fits in perfectly.” She grinned at Harry, and squeezed his hand. “It’s got to be disorienting to say the least.”
Harry thought about it and said, “yeah, poor bloke. We do need to get him home and I have an idea.”
They discussed ways to get food and supplies and all of them to the Room of Requirement without being seen since none of them knew how long it would take til the right person was on both sides of the portal at the same moment the spell was cast. They eventually settled on dinner time as the best option. That way, there would be no-one around to see as the two Harries made their way to the seventh floor. At
They carefully made their way up to the seventh floor corridor, taking the back shortcuts to be sure they wouldn’t be seen. Harry kept a close eye on his ‘twin’ who was looking as if his few short hours in this world had aged him several years. It was definitely time to get him home.
They moved in to the Room of Requirement, and before attempting the spell they shared out the food they had brought. Neither Harry had eaten since breakfast, and as they ate Harry saw the colour begin to return to his counterpart’s face. Looking at the other Harry, he once again had the feeling that this was going to work out. The spell would work and they would get the other Harry through to his own world again. The same tingling he had felt when Ron told him of the first success was back. He smiled at the other Harry reassuringly, then turned his attention to the task at hand.
“Ron, I think you should try the spell first. You’re the one who has already cast it.”
“Sure,” said Ron, but remained seated.
Everyone looked at him quizzically until he eventually noticed and said, “Oh, you mean right now?”
Hermione rolled her eyes and said, “yes Ron. Today sometime would be good.”
Ron climbed to his feet and drew his wand out. He stood facing the back wall of the room, which had resumed the dimensions of the portal room from before. He made a strangely impressive sight as he stood there silhouetted against the dark back wall.
“Portus vivendi,” he called out. Everyone held their breath. A flicker occurred for a second then died away. They all looked at it in dismay.
“Well,” said Harry bracingly, “that’s a good start. It shows they’re working on it too.”
Hermione had a go next and the flicker that showed when she said the words was more powerful and lasted longer, but it too died away. Ginny had been studying the flickers carefully while they existed and then said, “Can I try next? I think it looked like me through there getting ready to do something.”
She took out her wand and said the spell words. For a moment nothing happened, then a shimmer began in the middle of the wall that widened out until it filled the whole area. The group could clearly see the people on the other side, though they looked as if they were under water. Hermione, with tears in her eyes, was pointing at the two Harrys. Ginny and Ron both looked profoundly relieved.
“Well, mate, I guess this is it,” said Harry, holding out his hand to the other Harry. “It was … interesting meeting you.”
“Yeah, interesting is one word for it. Thanks for helping me get back. Believe me, this is one experience I will never forget.” He turned to Ginny. “Ginny, I’m sorry for all the things I said to you. I was upset but that’s no excuse for being so rude. I hope you can forgive me enough to look back on this as an adventure rather than a completely terrible time.”
Ginny smiled at him cheekily. “Don’t worry Harry, we Weasleys are resilient. But it’s good that you’re leaving now. Any more of those comments and I’d have to break out a good hex for you.”
Everyone laughed and began pushing that Harry back towards the shimmer, telling him he really needed to go if Ginny was beginning to get that hexing spirit back. He looked strangely reluctant and took one final look behind him as he turned and disappeared through the portal.
Once he had gone through, they could see him embrace Hermione and see her face bury itself in his shoulder. The other Ginny looked on wistfully and Harry could tell she was still harbouring feelings for her Harry. However, as the portal began to close behind him Harry swore he could see his counterpart look over Hermione’s shoulder towards her.
His own arms tightened around Ginny and he dropped a kiss on her neck, more than grateful that he had her. His experience with the other Harry had taught him to look at his relationship and cherish what he had with her. Having to think of Hermione ‘that way’ had clearly showed him the difference between friendship and love. Ginny was his passion, Hermione was definitely a sister and he loved both of them, albeit in completely different ways.
“Well, that was an interesting way to pass a Saturday,” he said. “Who’s in for a game of exploding snap to round it off?”
They all laughed and began to drift towards the door, each wondering secretly what was going on ‘on the other side’ as Harry was reunited with his friends.
