Harry Potter and the Gemini Curse @ghostandmiracle42
Act I, Chapter 8

Act I, Chapter 8: Ginny and Jessica

"GO HARRY!" Ginny screamed as a red gold blur zoomed past her seat in the stands, followed sharply by another blur, this one blue, bronze and white.

"I'll admit, your boyfriend is a very good flyer," a voice said from behind her.

"He's not my boyfriend," She said, staring at the raven-haired boy as he flew circles around Cho Chang, the Ravenclaw Seeker.

"Keep telling yourself that."

Ginny spun around to see Jessica, wearing a set of gold and red robes with her hair coloured Weasley red.

"Wow!" She exclaimed, "defected to the Lions have we Jones?"

Jessica smirked, "Not a chance Weasley, not a chance. I'll support you lot over Ravenclaw any day, but I've got an ulterior motive for my disguise I'm afraid."

The Gryffindor stand erupted in cheers.

"Gryffindor lead by eighty points to zero, and look at that Firebolt go! Potter's really putting it through its paces now. See it turn – Chang's Comet is just no match for it. The Firebolt's precision-balance is really noticeable in these long –"

"JORDAN! ARE YOU BEING PAID TO ADVERTISE FIREBOLTS?!" McGonagall's scream rang across the pitch.

"Sorry Professor!"

"Innocent question here, but why do we only ever use that guy as commentator?" Danny asked, turning to Ginny and Luke. Ginny had chosen to sit with Luke and his best friend Danny Rand, a Hufflepuff, during the match as she was still furious at Ron for blowing up at Hermione a few days previously. Both Ginny and Harry admitted that Crookshanks probably had eaten Scabbers, but they were both mad at Ron for his refusal to even talk to Hermione because of it, and Ginny was giving him a firm cold shoulder. Hence her decision to sit with Luke, who she had made friends with after the rather awkward moment she had thanked him for carrying her unconscious body up to the castle after the Gryffindor-Hufflepuff match.

"I don't know. He's Fred and George's friend." Ginny shrugged. She was still trying to comprehend Jessica's red hair, which if she was honest made her look quite hot in Ginny's opinion.

"I think he has character," Luke said, watching as Cho blocked Harry from chasing the Snitch.


"Is everyone in your house this over the top?" Jessica asked, squeezing between Ginny and Luke to lean on the barrier.

"Pretty much yeah," Ginny admitted

"Who are you exactly?" Luke asked, seemingly realising Jessica was there for the first time.

"Jessica Jones, Slytherin House," Jessica said, winking at the tall boy as his jaw dropped open.

"So, what is this ulterior motive?" Ginny asked her sort-of friend. She wasn't sure what they were to be honest.

"Malfoy's prank is gonna go down in about…" She looked at her watch, "five seconds."

Cho squealed as Harry accelerated skyward, pointing down to the pitch below. Three tall, cloaked Dementors were moving onto the field. Ginny frowned. The Gemini Rune remained cold. Nor could she feel the familiar all-encompassing chill that followed the foul creatures. Harry looked down, reached into his shirt, and pulled out his wand.

Ginny beamed.

"He's gonna do it!" She whispered.

A bright white light shot forth from Harry's wand, arcing down towards the Dementors.

"YES!" She screamed as the light solidified into a giant ethereal Stag, which then ploughed straight into the Dementors, sending them flying backwards in all directions. The Stag stood regally over the fallen bodies before winking out of existence. Madam Hooch's whistle sounded, and Ginny looked up at Harry, who was floating above the pitch, wand and Snitch in hand as the stadium roared.

"HARRY POTTER HAS CAUGHT THE SNITCH! THAT'S 150 POINTS TO GRYFFINDOR! GRYFFINDOR WINS BY A STUNNING MARGIN OF 240 TO 10!" Lee Jordan's magically amplified voice boomed out to the stadium.

"What the fuck was that?" Luke muttered, still staring at the prone figures of the Dementors on the ground.

"Come on!" Ginny yelled, grabbing Jessica's hand and pulling her through the crowd, which was now pooling out onto the green. Ginny, with a reluctant Jessica trailing behind, made her way to the front as Harry landed on the ground. She couldn't help her stomach rolling as she saw Angelina, Alicia and Katie all kiss Harry on the cheek. Fred and George hoisted him onto their shoulders.

"Ruddy brilliant!" Hagrid announced, pushing his own way through the crowd of people.

"Look!" Jessica said, pointing to the Dementors. Professor McGonagall and Professor Dumbledore were standing over them, scowling fiercely. Ginny, Jessica, Luke and Danny finally made their way over to Harry.

"That was brilliant Harry! You caught the Snitch and cast a full Patronus in one shot!" Ginny exclaimed, bouncing up and down.

"Let go!" Jessica said, finally yanking her hand out of Ginny's. "That's gonna leave a bruise," She muttered.

"It was full corporeal?!" Harry asked, his face contorting into astonishment.

"Indeed, it was. A giant Stag. Magnificent Harry, really magnificent." Professor Lupin had somehow made his way through the crowd to stand beside him and was now clapping Harry on the back.

"The Rune didn't even warm up though?" Harry said.

"Yeah, that's because they weren't actually Dementors," Jessica said, staring at the cloaked figures.

"Detention for all of you, and fifty points from Slytherin each!" McGonagall shouted in rage. Malfoy, Crabbe, Goyle and Marcus Flint were all lying on the ground trying to disentangle themselves from the robes.

"I will be informing your parents of this blatant act of unsportsmanlike behaviour, and you shall be banned from attending Quidditch matches for the remainder of the year," Dumbledore stated, shaking his head at them.

"Look at Malfoy's face!" Ron cried from Harry's other side, laughing his head off.

"You don't know how good it is to see that blonde ponce taken down a peg," Jessica said wistfully.

"Nice hair Jess," Harry said, smirking at the Slytherin.

"Don't get used to it."

"But what was that thing you shot at them?" Luke asked.

"A Patronus. It's basically an anti-dementor. We've been trying to get the spell right since the last match," Ginny explained, gesturing to herself and Harry.

"That's a tough spell to learn," Danny stated in amazement.

"That's the first time I've managed it fully," Harry stated, hopping down from Fred and George's shoulders. He put one arm around Ginny's shoulders, and the other around Jessica's.

"Party in the Gryffindor Common Room!" George yelled, and the entire pitch took up the cry, slowly piling out of the stadium and up to Gryffindor Tower.

The party in the Gryffindor Common Room lasted long into the night. With a little help from Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs, Fred and George procured two kegs of butterbeer from the Three Broomsticks, and Harry and Ron used the invisibility cloak to bring up armfuls of food up from the kitchens.

Ginny spent most of the party with Hermione and Jessica, laughing at the twins and their repeated and failed attempts to hook up with the Chasers. Harry tried to join them, but every time he began to make his way over, some other well-wisher would interrupt, or he would be dragged away by Ron, who was still determined to ignore Hermione. No one questioned Jessica's presence. Her disguise was incredibly good, and Ginny was glad the mysterious and overly sarcastic girl had the opportunity to enjoy herself.

It was close to 12 in the morning, and the three girls had consumed rather large amounts of butterbeer by the time Ginny gathered the courage to ask the question that was eating away at her.

"What do you have against the other Slytherins? I don't mean to be rude, but I just don't understand it. The Jones' are an old pureblood family, almost as old as the Blacks and Malfoys, and I know they supported Voldemort in the last war. So why are you willing to hang with us, let alone help us?"

Hermione flinched slightly, but Jessica just sighed and rubbed the back of her neck. For the first time, Ginny noticed what looked like a scar or burn hidden by her long locks.

"It's… it's a long story I don't like telling." She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "I like being a Slytherin. I'm proud of it. I believe in its principles. Ambition? Cunning? That's all me. But the house is practically run by Malfoy and his dad's money. He controls almost everyone through bribes and fear. Slytherin isn't evil. It's just misguided. What You-Know-Who and his Death Eaters did in the name of pureblood supremacy is vile. It's not even justified. There's no proof that Muggleborns are less powerful or corrupt. Hell, look at Granger here, she's probably the smartest chick in the school aside from some of the seventh years maybe. Malfoy, Parkinson and Nott have nothing on that. Potter is probably the most powerful person this side of Dumbledore, and he's a fricken half-blood! It's all bullshit. I don't agree with it, and to be honest, I'd rather side with the side that's gonna give a shit about me at the end of the line." Jessica took a long swig from her butterbeer tankard, then looked down into it with a frown.

"Damn. I thought there was more in here," She muttered.

Ginny couldn't help it. "You know Voldemort is a half-blood," she said innocently.

Jessica's tankard fell from her hand, bouncing along the floor, where it bumped into Crookshanks, who then pounced on it.

"You're shitting me." Ginny shook her head.

"Oh, that is rich! How do you know!" Jessica exclaimed, leaning over the table.

"I got very well acquainted with his teenage self-last year," Ginny replied.

"It's true," Hermione said, rubbing the red armband with a Gryffindor lion that Ginny had sewn to cover the Pisces Rune. "His real name is Tom Marvolo Riddle. The words 'I am Lord Voldemort' are just an anagram of his name."

"Wow. Imagine if that had come out while he was still alive! The Pureblood idiots would have ditched him in an instant!" Jessica beamed. Ginny and Hermione looked at each other, their smiles slowly fading. They looked back to Jessica in time to see all the mirth drain from her face to be replaced with deep-seated horror.

"He's not dead is he?"

"Nope. According to Dumbledore, his disembodied spirit is hiding in Albania," Harry said, pulling a chair and sitting down beside them. "I stopped him from coming back in my first year since then he's been out there trying to find another way to regain his body. My bet is he'll figure it out sooner rather than later. Maybe I'll pass my O.W.L's before he tries to kill me again, but I don't like my chances."

Jessica sat stoically in her seat for several minutes. Then she looked up, her face as if it had been chiselled from stone.

"When he does, I want you to know that I'll stand beside you. My guts telling me that you're our best shot at stopping him. Not the fuckwits at the Ministry. Not Dumbledore. You. And I've learned to trust my gut. You need inside info on the Slytherins, I'm your girl. You need someone to help you take down Malfoy and his blonde-haired twit of a father, sign me up." She held her hand to Harry, who grinned and took it in a firm grip.


Everyone spun around to see Professor McGonagall storming into the Common Room in a dressing gown and a hair-net. One look at the scowl on her face and everyone scrambled up the staircases to their dormitories. Jessica followed Ginny up to her dorm, thanked her, and slumped down on the spare bed. Ginny lay down on her own bed and drifted off to sleep with a smile.

Harry jerked awake as a bolt of pain lanced through his arm. The Phoenix and Dragon Rune was glowing faintly in the darkness. Harry quickly put his glasses on, grabbed his wand and wretched the curtains open.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!" Harry jumped out of bed as Ron's scream lit up the room. Both runes were flaring now as Harry locked his eyes on a retreating figure bolting towards the door.

"Impedimenta!" He shouted, and a blast of blue light shot from Harry's wand. The figure ducked, and the spell hit the wall. The man ran out of the dormitory and Harry gave chase.

"Black! Sirius Black! With a knife!" Ron bellowed as Harry ran down the stairs, wand outstretched in front of him. He rounded the corner into the common room and launched another spell at Black, who was just about to run out the portrait hole.

"Incarcerous!" Black rounded Sir Cardogan's portrait, the spell missing him by mere centimetres. Harry charged across the Common Room and ran out onto the staircase beyond.

"Stop!" Harry yelled as Black ran down the stairs to his right. Harry bounded down them, missing two steps at a time.

"Expelliarmus!" Harry cried. Black flattened himself against the wall as the bolt of red light zoomed past him, and Harry got his first look at the man. He looked like he had been through hell. His face was shallow and gaunt, his scraggly black hair was matted and stringy and his clothes, while obviously not the prison robes he once wore, were torn in several places. And in his outstretched hand was a wand.

A twinge ran through his arm, and Harry dropped to the floor.

"Stupefy!" The beam of white light soared over Harry's head.

"Petrificus Totalus!" Harry retorted, but Black had already vanished down the Sixth Floor Corridor. Swearing, Harry pulled himself to his feet and followed. He rounded the corner just as the painting of the Silver City swung closed. He bolted to the canvas and pressed the Home Rune.

"Marauders Forever!"

The portrait swung open, and Harry jumped through the barrier, wand raised. The blue door opening into Hogsmeade was hanging open, a cold draft blowing into the entrance hall.

"Damn it!"

Harry slammed the Hogsmeade Anchor closed and stormed over to the clock.

"I didn't want to do this Sirius, but you haven't given me any other choice," Harry whispered to himself as he placed his hand on the silver dial hidden behind it.


Harry spun around to see Professor Lupin standing in the hallway behind him. His wand pointed straight at Harry's face.

Sighing, Harry twisted the dial to "Amulet Only" and listened as each door clicked, locking Harry and Lupin inside.

"Hi, Moony," Harry said, sinking to the floor and leaning his head against the wall.

Ghost: I was going to end it there, but Miracle wouldn't let me. She's mean like that.

"How long have you known?" he said, a look of shock on his face as he dropped his wand to his side.

"Since before term this year," Harry admitted.

Lupin walked over and sat down next to Harry.

"I accidentally inflated my Aunt and ran away from the Dursley's. I found a box in my trust vault with this amulet inside." Harry pulled his necklace from beneath his pyjama shirt, and Lupin's eyes widened in recognition.

"Lily's Pendant. She told us she lost it, shortly before they went into hiding. Had James, Sirius and I panicking for days, trying to figure out if anyone had found it. Not that they could use it without the passcode of course, but still, it was a pretty big security risk." Lupin laughed and placed his head back on the wall.

"I stayed here for most of the holiday break," Harry said. "I didn't even know who any of you were. There were five names and five nicknames. The only piece of evidence I had was the clock. That and the fact that Padfoot's bed was the only one that had been used any time recently. I figured out who Mum and Dad were pretty quickly." He picked up the clock and stared at Prongs and Jewel, still pointed at Lost Forever. "But I had no idea about the rest of you. All I knew was that Sirius was a fugitive who never got a trial. I learned about you after we met on the train. Figured out the whole werewolf thing after Snape set his stupid essay. Running on the wild side? Seriously?"

Moony laughed again. "That was your dad's idea."

Harry smiled.

"Wormtail is a blank though. Process of elimination makes him Peter Pettigrew, but…" Harry sighed, handing Lupin the clock, "all I know is that he's somewhere in the school." Lupin stared at the clock in confusion.

"Peter's been in the school the whole time?" he whispered.

"Yeah. His hand never moves. Yours alternates, Sirius's jumps around a bit but stays on school for most of the time, but his is always pointed at school." Harry frowned.

"Except when I first got here. It was pointed to Abroad over the holidays," he amended.

"That's not possible."


Lupin looked him in the eye.

"Because Peter's supposed to be dead. Sirius killed him the day after your parents died. That's why he was in prison, he killed Peter and thirteen muggles with one curse. All they found of him was a finger." Harry's jaw dropped open.

"But if he's alive…"

"If he's alive who knows what actually happened," Moony said.

"Ragnok was right. Sirius is innocent!" Harry exclaimed.

"Who's Ragnok?"

"The head goblin of Gringotts. I talked to him over the summer break," Harry quickly explained. "That's how he got the Firebolt. The goblins let him into Gringotts because he's innocent."

"Sirius gave you the Firebolt!" Lupin cried, but Harry was already on his feet. He rushed into the kitchen and opened one of the draws. The Christmas message from Padfoot was sitting on top of an old address book. He handed the note to Lupin, who quickly read it over. He ran a hand through his hair.

"If Peter is alive, and Sirius is innocent as this goblin claims, then why keep trying to break into Gryffindor tower?" Lupin wondered.

"I don't know, but we need to find out before the Dementors or the Aurors catch him. If he is innocent, we can't let them send him back to Azkaban." Harry said. He glanced down at his watch.

"I need to get back to the tower, McGonagall will be looking for me. She probably thinks Black has abducted me or something. Which, given my record, is not an unrealistic assumption," Harry admitted. Lupin grinned.

"Come on."

They hung the clock back where it belonged, and opened up the passage back into the school.

"You realise this door is going to lock behind us, right," Harry said.

"Yes. Right now it's for the best that only you can get inside. That way we know you have somewhere you can go if Sirius catches you and he is every inch the murderer the Wizarding community believes he is." The painting slid closed, and Lupin led Harry back to the Common Room.

"None of you have seen Potter?" McGonagall was saying.

"No professor, Harry was gone when we woke up," Ron replied hesitantly.

"It's alright Professor McGonagall. Harry's right here," Lupin said as they stepped through the portrait hole, ignoring Sir Cadogan's attempts to goad them into battle.

"Potter! Where were you!"

"I… I saw Black in the dormitory Professor, and I chased after him. I almost hit him with a couple of spells, but I lost him in… on the Grand Staircase," Harry told her, thinking on the spot.

"I heard the commotion and found Harry near the Third Floor. I just missed him." Lupin said. Harry looked past McGonagall and saw Jessica hiding behind Ginny and Hermione.

"Well, Mr Potter, that was exceedingly stupid of you. But knowing you, I shouldn't be surprised." The elderly witch sighed and ran a hand over her face. "Professor Lupin, if you wouldn't mind waiting here to ensure Black doesn't return. I need to report this to Professor Dumbledore immediately. Black is most likely long gone, but the Castle must be swept nonetheless."

"No problem Professor."

McGonagall all but ran out of the portrait hole.

"Ok, I want all of you to head back to your dormitories, so I can do a quick headcount, make sure no one else has vanished. Once I'm done, you can all come back down, and I'll call the House Elves to rustle us up some food." As Lupin was talking, Harry locked eyes with Fred and George and mouthed 'get the map'. They nodded and scurried up the stairs with the rest of the boys.

Hermione, Ron, Ginny and Jessica refused to go anywhere without Harry.

"Was it really Black, Harry?" Ron asked.

"Yep. Definitely him. He used the Home to escape. I've put it on complete lockdown. The only way inside now is via the amulet."

"But why would he go after Ron?" Hermione questioned.

"We don't know," Lupin replied.

Fred and George came running back down the stairs, a blank piece of parchment in their hand. Harry grabbed it and placed it down on the coffee table. Lupin pulled his wand and pointed it at the parchment.

"I solemnly swear I am up to no good."

"Harry was right…" Fred whispered in awe.

"you really are Moony."

"Teach us oh great one!" They begged.

"He's gone," Lupin said, ignoring the twins. "If Pettigrew was here, he must be in his Animagus form. It was the one bug we could never quite figure out, that and the Ghosts."

"Who's Pettigrew?" Hermione asked.

"We've never seen any Pettigrew," Fred and George said.

"Didn't Black kill Pettigrew?" Jessica whispered.

"We think he's still alive, and that Black might be innocent, but we don't have solid proof," Harry quickly told her.

"What's an Animagus?" Ron asked.

"An Animagus is a person who can transform from human to animal at will. The Animagus form is unique to the user." Hermione explained

"Peter is a rat Animagus, Black is a large black dog. James was a large Stag, that's how we all got our nicknames." Lupin said, staring at the map.

"Do you mind if I keep this for a bit? I'll return it as soon as I can. But if my old friends do return to the castle, I'm the best equipped to take them down. Sirius can't use the Home to get in anymore, so he'll have to get in the long way."

"No problem Mr Moony sir," the twins said, holding their hands to their heads in a mock salute.

Moony grinned.

"Mischief Managed."

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