Harry Potter and the Gemini Curse @ghostandmiracle42
Act III, Chapter 2

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Act III, Chapter 2: Message in a Bottle

Harry and Ginny dropped down onto the couch in the Home incredibly worse for wear. They hadn't had a chance to sleep in almost 24 hours. First, Mrs Weasley had ranted at them for a good solid hour before Sirius finally got pissed enough to stun her. Then he'd merely stated that he'd known this was going to happen. Ginny had smacked him at that point, and Padfoot had just laughed something about Potters and redheads. Mr Weasley had apologised for his wife's behaviour, but it did nothing for Ginny, who was incredibly mad at her. Then they'd had to take a trip to Gringotts, all the while avoiding the press, who were practically trying to molest them into submission. Harry was never more famous than he was now, and the worst thing was that Ginny was much more inclined to hex the paparazzi than he was. Griphook had congratulated them and informed them of Ginny's upgraded status, but thanks to the Gemini Rune, she had already been added to his accounts, so no new wards needed to be constructed. He then gave Harry the next batch of interesting fan-mail and sent them on their way.

"You two have had a busy week, haven't you?" Sirius said, pulling a bottle of Butterbeer and handing it to the two exhausted teens.

"You don't even know the half of it. We just came from Dumbledore's office. He wanted to apologise…"


Earlier…

"Harry. Ginny. I want to say I am greatly sorry for lying to you about the Gemini Rune…" Dumbledore began, stroking Fawkes' feathers.

"It's ok Professor, Clarissa told us after we woke up. We understand why you couldn't tell us. It would have been like pushing us into something we weren't ready for. I don't want to think about what might have happened," Harry said. In truth, he was ok with the Headmaster lying about the Gemini Rune. He had a valid reason. What he wanted to know was why he had lied about the Firebrand. Or had he honestly not known?

"What we wanted to know, was why this was under a glamour charm?" Harry raised his arm and showing the Dragon and Phoenix tattoo. Dumbledore gasped upon seeing it, but Harry wasn't fooled for a second. The Headmaster was a brilliant actor.

"There was a glamour charm?" He asked incredulously.

"Yeah. Clarissa removed it." Ginny said, trying very hard to keep her voice neutral.

Remember, keep calm, stay focussed. You can do this. He told her mentally.

They were still getting used to this whole telepathic communication thing, but it was beneficial in situations like this. Ginny was not good at hiding her emotions, as Jessica frequently reminded her. At the thought of Jessica, Harry's hand itched towards the magically protected piece of parchment now resting in his pocket.

Harry…

I'm fine. I just wish I'd never found out about the fan mail.

No, you don't.

No. I don't.

"Incredible. How could I have not noticed it?" He looked genuinely amazed, but Harry wasn't going to let him off the hook.

Let's throw him a bone.

"Clarissa said the charm was really powerful, and she wouldn't have noticed it if she hadn't known to look for it," Ginny said.

Dumbledore frowned, "Hmm. I suppose that could explain it… but I still should have noticed it…"

"Whoever this Herald is must be an incredibly powerful person," Harry supplied.

"Indeed. The Herald of the Council is a figure cloaked in mystery none have ever seen in the flesh. We have no way of knowing how powerful he or she, or even it, really is… I'll have to ask Will and Clarissa more when they return…"

"So, Will isn't dead then?" Harry asked. Dumbledore did know about the Council. He had confiscated their letter. But why?

"Oh yes," Dumbledore said offhandedly, still stroking his beard in thought, "his Soulbond with Clarissa protects him from Death far more effectively than any means known to Wizardkind. My old friend Nicholas Flamel did significant research into the process. Neither half of a Soulbond can die while the other still lives. It's almost like a Horcrux in that regard…" Dumbledore trailed off. No matter Harry's prejudices against the man, he could tell the Headmaster was deep in his own mind, trying to connect something he alone knew.

Harry, we can't die. Ginny said, an amazed tone to her mental voice. But Harry wasn't focussing on that right now.

Do you know what a Horcrux is?

No. Why?

I think it's important. I've heard the word before. In Ancient Runes and Lost Civilisations, I think. But I'd need to check again.

But why is it important?

Cause it's got Dumbledore stumped. And that doesn't bode well for us.

Horcrux. He was sure he'd read it, in the section on the Gemini Rune. It was one of the possible uses of the rune on objects. And if Dumbledore was right, it had something to do with preserving life from death. Could it have to do with how Voldemort survived? Could he have used the Gemini Rune to make a Horcrux, whatever it was, to save himself from Death? He needed to ask Sirius and Remus. They'd know. If they didn't, it would give Hermione a challenge.

Ginny was clearly more interested in the not dying part.

"Wait. We're immortal?!"

Dumbledore broke out of his thoughts and frowned.

"Clarissa didn't get that far?"

"Nope!"

Dumbledore smiled, the twinkle returning to his eyes.

"Allow me to explain then. All matter and energy in the universe vibrates at its own natural frequency. Everything is in a constant state of motion. Even if you can't see it with the naked eye. The Soulbond you now share because of the Gemini Rune, basically allows your souls to act in perfect vibrational harmony. You will be capable of conversing without speaking, feel the other's emotions, translocate to one another, are magically married to one another, and, should one of you fall in battle, recall your other half from the jaws of death itself – so long as you're both not killed at the same time of course. In essence, you share both your souls and the power that comes from that bond."

Harry nodded along, but Ginny didn't seem to understand at all.

"She doesn't get it, sir. She doesn't do Arithmancy, and she certainly didn't do muggle science," Harry said. Ginny gave him an appreciative glance.

"I see. Forgive me. I shall endeavour to explain it better." Dumbledore pulled out his wand and conjured ten different coloured vibrating rubber balls floating in the air.

"Imagine, if you will, that each of these balls represents the soul of a person. Each is moving at its own speed, and each is a slightly different shape or colour to the others." He flicked his wand, and a green ball and a red ball began to draw closer. Then the image of the Gemini Rune glowed on both balls.

"These two souls are the two of you. The Gemini Rune was acting as a force drawing you together, making you both acutely aware of your feelings for each other over time, much faster than if you had been left to your own devices. And now that the two souls have united…" the two balls touched, and changed colours to gleaming gold, and shifted to be precisely the same size and move at the same speed.

"… the two souls have become synchronised. This is what a Soulbond is. You are, for all intents and purposes, Soulmates." Ginny nodded, but Harry could tell through their connection that she felt bad for having Dumbledore dumb it down for her.

The Headmaster vanished the balls and sat back in his seat.

"Now. Your marriage does present other issues. For one, you are entitled to use the private suites if you choose…"

"I think we'll stay in Gryffindor Tower, for now, Professor. We're… we're not ready for that yet," Ginny said, blushing a brilliant shade of red.

"Of course. Know that, if you should wish it later on, you are welcome to begin using them at any time. Just ask Professor McGonagall."

"You are also," Dumbledore continued, "technically emancipated under magical law. This means that you no longer, legally have to live at your parents and guardian's homes…"

"I don't have to go back to the Dursleys?!" Harry exclaimed, beaming. He had to keep up the pretence that he was still staying at the Dursley's over the summer. He had a feeling he knew where this was going.

"Legally speaking? No. But, the Blood Wards around the House will remain until you turn seventeen years of age. They are the most powerful protection known to magic…"

Except hiding in another dimension. But you don't need to know that.

Ginny snickered in his mind.

"… and require you to stay within the house for a minimum period of four weeks a year to recharge. I would not send you back there unless there were any other choices, but the protection offered by the blood wards is too strong to pass up. Even Voldemort couldn't break those wards."

Bet Will O'Neill could.

It's a moot point anyway. I certainly didn't go back there for four weeks this summer. The Wards should already be destroyed, and he hasn't even thought to check. They could have been destroyed years ago.

"Ok Professor. I understand. I don't like it, but I understand."

"Thank you, Harry. Now I understand you leave for Alcheringa in four days, I suggest you return to your dormitories to reunite with your friends and start packing," Dumbledore said. Harry and Ginny bad the headmaster farewell and left his office.


"So yeah. I have to go back to the Dursley's," Harry said with an exaggerated sigh.

"We should start a betting pool on how long it takes before he realises the wards are already gone," Danny said, rolling his eyes.

"Seventh year," Luke said, slamming a galleon down on the table.

"Sixth," Jessica said, sliding her own galleon in.

"I'm going for seventh," Danny said.

"Summer after Fourth year," Luna said, adding her galleon.

"Why?"

"Just a feeling…"

"Either way," Harry said, pulling the conversation back on track, "I want to know what a Horcrux is. If it is what snake-face used to keep himself from dying, we need to know, that way he can't use it again."

"I don't know the word, but I'll look into it while you lot are Down-Under. Gives me something to do at least. There might be some information in Black Manor. That thing is full of Dark Magic artefacts and knowledge," Sirius said, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. Hermione's eyes lit up at the thought of previously undiscovered knowledge.

Harry bit his lip and dug a hand into his pocket. He really didn't want to do this. But he couldn't keep it a secret any longer. Plus, they might have an idea of what they could mean. Ginny had clearly felt his anxiety because the Gemini Rune began to hum with warmth as she pushed comforting feelings to him, which he greatly appreciated.

"Okay. There's something I need to tell you all. Something I've been sitting on for a couple of weeks now."

He stood up and walked over to the corner of the room, where a discarded blackboard was sitting. He rolled it over and grabbed a piece of chalk from the tray.

"What's this, Prongslet? You pulling a McGonagall on us?" Sirius asked.

Harry shook his head.

"At the beginning of December, when the Yule Ball was announced, I received a visitor. He called himself Ghost and said he was a Traveller. I have no idea what that means, but he showed up in the Tardis." The looks of blunt amusement on everyone's faces showed they didn't believe him.

"Yeah right, and I'm Superman," Luke said, rolling his eyes.

"It wasn't the Doctor in the Tardis?" Hermione asked, her eyebrows arching towards her hairline.

"Ghost, if that's even his real name, said he, "borrowed it from a friend." I assume he meant the Doctor, or it could be another one of these Travellers."

Hermione didn't look very convinced.

"Ghost gave me a letter, from my future self. The letter contained the musical notes and lyrics from a song, and an afternote scribbled at the end."

"Enchanted," Luna guessed, sitting forward in intrigue.

"Exactly. But the afternote is the important part."

Harry put the chalk to the board and scribbled six words at regular intervals across the top.

"Diary. Ring. Locket. Cup. Diadem. Snake," Remus said aloud for Matt's benefit. Seeing Jessica's continued look of disbelief, he pulled out the letter and handed it to her. Luke and Danny crowded around her to get a better look. Hermione jumped to her feet and walked over to the blackboard beside Harry, her analytical mind no doubt putting together what Harry's had in half the time.

"What have you got so far, Harry?" She asked.

Harry turned back to the board and drew an arrow beneath the word Diary, before writing a few more words.

Hermione gasped, and Ginny went white as a sheet. The Gemini Rune froze on his neck and a wave of pure uncontained fear flooding Harry's mind. He stood back and sat down next to her, pulling her into a hug.

"The word Diary represents Tom Riddle's Diary. Of that, I have no doubt. I think it's safe to assume that the other five words are also objects of incredible power, all undoubtedly connected to Voldemort. Whether they contain memories of him at earlier points in his timeline, who knows. I don't think so. But I think they're all important, and just as dangerous. The problem is, we don't know what they are, or where they are. The way I see it, finding these objects is priority number one. If even one of them can do as much damage as the Diary…"

"It could be catastrophic," Hermione finished.

"Exactly." Harry glanced around the room, analysing everyone's faces. Everyone seemed to believe him at this point, and they were all staring at the board with expressions of deep thought or dread. All except Jessica. She looked like she had seen a ghost.

"Jessica?" Harry asked hesitantly, worried he'd step on a nerve.

"I… I heard my mum talking once about… about an object of her masters… of You-Know-Who's… that she had. I was eavesdropping on her and Malfoy late one night when I was ten. She said that You-Know-Who had given it to my Dad as a token of faith and that she had protected it when Dad was carted off to Azkaban. Malfoy was asking her about using some sort of token that he had in his possession, a book. Mum said that the Cup would remain hidden until the Dark Lord came to reclaim it and refused to speak more about it. I thought Malfoy was talking about some Dark Arts book that he had, but if he meant the Diary, and giving it to Firefly was what he meant by using it, then Mum must have this Cup, whatever it is, stashed away. I don't think I've ever seen it, but if it's as unassuming as the Diary..."

"Who knows whether or not you've ever encountered it," Luke said solemnly. The room was silent, but Hermione was furiously writing on the blackboard. Beneath the word cup was now a blank space, followed by the phrase, 'Jones Manor.' Beneath that were the words 'The Jones'.' She had also written, 'Malfoy Manor' and 'The Malfoys' beneath Tom Riddle's Diary.

"He gave the Diary to Malfoy, this Cup to your dad. Odds are he gave the others to other prominent Death Eater Families to protect. The Lestranges, the Blacks – no offence Sirius," Hermione said, tapping her chin with the chalk.

"None taken. Another reason to give Black Manor a thorough sweep," Sirius said, dismissing the insult.

"I'll talk to my mum. Together, we should be able to help you," Tonks said, placing a hand on Sirius's shoulder.

"Thanks, I'll need it. Andi is probably the only other person alive who knows her way around the house, sept perhaps Bellatrix... and Cissy."

"If I had to guess, assuming it's a real snake, the Snake was probably with You-Know-Who himself when he was in power, as he's the only known Parseltongue in Britain apart from Harry. Who knows where the snake could be now?" Hermione continued.

Harry grinned. They were getting somewhere finally. He knew these things, whatever they really were, were important. He just didn't know why. And that thought terrified him. But if he was glad for anything, it was for his friends. They wouldn't let him do this on his own, and that was exactly what he needed.

He gripped Ginny tighter and rested his head on hers. He was still getting used to this whole married thing, not to mention the emotions and the telepathy, but he was getting there, and there was no one he'd rather been bonded to.


Harry and Ginny were creeping under the Invisibility Cloak, Marauders Map held between them, as they moved silently down the corridor opposite the Transfiguration Courtyard. It seemed one mystery had finally been solved. Ginny's dot on the map, which had said only 'Ginny ...' for as long as they'd had the map, had changed to 'Ginny Potter.'

This mental talking is coming in super handy.

Oh yeah.

Harry smiled beneath the Cloak as they walked, and he knew Ginny could feel his happiness travelling across the link between them. Knew the rune on her neck was heating up right now.

They rounded a corner and found themselves face to face with a marble statue of a mermaid holding a trident.

This is it.

Why they'd decided to come out to try and find the Alcheringa Common Room tonight was not exactly honest. Harry had proposed the idea to get Ginny out of the Common Room in Gryffindor Tower. He knew the only way he'd have the guts to say what he had to say would be with no one else around, so telling her they should try to finally find the Common Room of the Federation Students was a good enough excuse. That, and he'd give anything to get away from the staring. It was driving him nuts.

Definitely. Now the question is…

How do we get in?

They'd quickly learned that their mental communication was not an automatic thing. They had to be consciously thinking about the Gemini Rune – about the other person – to send thoughts across. They had less control over emotions, and strong ones could get through no matter what, but they could also deliberately send their feelings across when they wanted. It made for some intriguing developments when one of them was in the shower, that was for sure.

"Come seek us where our voices sound," Claire O'Neill's voice echoed down the corridor.

"That's what it said?" another voice, one Harry vaguely recognised, replied.

"Yep." Two figures rounded the corner, Claire and her date from the Yule Ball, Tim something, Harry couldn't remember his last name.

"But doesn't that seem a bit easy?" Tim asked as they stepped up to the statue. Harry and Ginny inched as far back as they dared, taking as soft breaths as possible.

"I don't know. I feel like Bagman and Crouch would be stupid enough to not even consider a Mer being chosen by the Goblet," Claire said, shrugging.

"Maui is a boss," Claire said to the statue, which winked at her before it, and the floor in a semi-circle around it began to rotate into the wall. Claire and Tim stepped onto the rotating floor and vanished inside the hidden room. Harry and Ginny rushed to stand on the rotating floor and grinned at each other as it spun around again so the statue of the mermaid could guard the entrance once more.

The hall they found themselves in was very Greek, Harry thought. Marble columns were lining the walls and small ponds and fountains in intervals in the centre of the floor. Hanging from the roof was the Academy banner from the First Task and the Quidditch Match. Numerous doors dotted the walls, and in the centre of the room was a large open fire pit, surrounded by couches. All in all, Harry thought it was a rather lovely place, though clearly it had been picked for a reason. And a not so subtle one at that.

"I mean seriously," Claire continued, "Having the message in the Egg in the language of the Mer? Do they really think so low of us?" Harry glanced to Ginny, a look of shock equal to his crossing her face.

The Egg speaks Mer language.

She'd have cracked the egg's clue in a second!

They followed Claire and Tim a few doors down until they stopped outside one.

"Don't complain. At least you knew to open the Egg under water. The others won't," Tim pointed out.

"True," Claire sighed, "I just feel like it's cheating a bit."

Tim laughed, "It's not cheating. It's winning!" Claire didn't seem as thrilled by that as Tim was, so she bade goodbye and slipped into the door, which Harry realised must go to her rooms. But as she closed the door, her eyes flicked across them, and Harry accidentally stepped on Ginny's foot. She bit her lip, but not before letting out the tiniest of squeaks. Claire fixed on them for a moment, before huffing and closing the door. Tim turned away from the door and strolled away, probably to his own rooms. Harry and Ginny, on the other hand, bolted all the way back to Gryffindor Tower, adrenaline flooding pushing them to the limit.

When they arrived, they slammed the Fat Lady's portrait closed and slumped down in front of the fire. The room was completely empty.

"That was… do you think she saw us?" Ginny asked breathlessly.

"I don't know. Maybe?" Harry and Ginny stared at each other for a few moments, before bursting into laughter, the Gemini Rune thrumming with harmonic heat on their necks.

"I'll go get the Egg," Ginny said eventually, moving to head up to his dorms, "there's a bathroom on the fifth floor that Bill told me about. The Password is Pine Fresh. They haven't changed it in years…" Harry, suddenly realising that now was the best possible time he could have to say what he needed to say, grabbed her hand to stop her from going anywhere.

"Wait… there's something I need to say first." Ginny frowned but sat back down beside him, so their legs touched. She took both his hands in hers and looked him in the eye.

"What is it?"

Harry swallowed hard. He was sure his fear was flitting through the Gemini Rune.

"I… I wanted to ask you what you thought about all this. The whole married thing. I… I'm really sorry. If I hadn't have kissed you, then this all wouldn't be happening, and I just wanted you to know that if you want we can find a way to reverse it and…" Harry didn't get the chance to finish, as Ginny lunged at him, grabbing his face in her hands, and crashing his lips to hers. He could taste her chapstick, that sweet aroma of strawberries that was all her. Her hands felt like fire on his face, her scent intoxicating, sending him higher than any drug or potion could hope to achieve. And the Gemini Rune. The Rune exploded with heat like a rocket trying to launch from inside his head. She pulled away slightly, but didn't let his face out of her hands, and instead rested her forehead against his.

"I'm not going anywhere okay. I'm staying right here. Like Dumbledore said. Even death can't keep us apart. I dare it to even try," she said fiercely, giving him that blazing look he loved so much.

"Gin…" he whispered, but Ginny interrupted him.

"I'm going to get the egg. Then you and I are going to the Prefects Bathroom so we can listen to the clue underwater, and then, if you're a good boy, maybe we'll do some other things." Then she was on her feet and skipping away, leaving Harry to sit on the sofa in a state of petrification as his brain tried to catch up to his blood flow.

'I'll do it right one day, I promise,' he thought to himself, 'I'll get down on one knee, and I'll make damn well sure you get the Wedding you deserve.'

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