All the Ghosts are Sreaming
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Summary:
Harry had been told he had a bit of a savihing.
He hadn“t paid muh attention to it before, beause he didn“t see it as a bad thing. So what if he sometimes put himself io save other people? So what if he would take a bullet for almost all of his friends?
It ;ldquo;t somethi he had to fix, until the day he“s sitting beside Ginny in Malfoy get put on trial, hearing the Wizengamot say that he had to stay o table itizen, and no one speaks up, whih meant that Malfoy was going to Azkaban.
Whih is arouhat Harry stands up without really deiding to and offers up a room at Grimmauld Pe.
So yeah. Maybe he does have a bit of a savihing.
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Chapter 1
Harry
&old that he has a bit of a savihing.
It wasn’t an issue, really, other tha Voldemort sometimes used it to his advantage, and Harry it was somethio fix. After the war e really think he would ever be in a positioo save someohere would be no bad guy to kidnap the people he loves, er lurking in the shad away i bystanders.
It would just…be. Still and peaeful and as ordinary as Harry ould fore his life into beomi have to save ail he was ready.
He really, really meant that.
“This is hinny whispered beside him. They’re sitting at the very bak of the ourt room, wathing the proeedihe front. “This isn’t even a fair trial.”
“What did you expet?” Harry didher, knowing what he does about the man on trial. The Drao in shool roud, and he would have ayed silehe srutiny of the hundreds of faes staring doost-war Drao hadn’t eve slumped in the hair, his l at the rusted hains that were spilling from the sides of the hair. (The hains had not bound him to the hair, just li. Ginny had said this was a good sig someoo bme.”
“That’s the problem, isn’t it?” They’d brokewo months ago, after two weeks of heated love that felt stilted and wrong, u where she had ried and expined how she loves him, but the thihrough must have shaped them so they don’t fit together a hoart meant that maybe they shouldo pik up where they left off. And also the beih Luna thing. “They’re bmi themselves.”
&ill loves her just as muh as he did before, but now it’s i way. He loves her but beyond that he knows her, so he knows that the way she bites down on her lip means that she’s angry and stopping herself from showing it. “It’s going to work out. Drao will pull through.”
He overed his hahey wathed t as round after round of witatemehrough the ourtroom. It would have beeo knok them all apart, after all the people speaking in his favor—Harry had said how he was a massive git but not a riminal, Hermione gave sumehe muggle justie system how he shouldried based on the siher, and Luna, Dean, and Ollivander had all gotteo speak about how he risked his life t extra food to them down into the du Drao didn’t show up to fight.
& bring a wyer. He didn’t speak up in his ow sat there, pale skin turned sikly uhe shis, waiting as his se hao him. It always hurts to see what the war turo, but this was by far the worst.
“Do you have as, Mr. Malfoy?” Kingsley residihis as a speial favor to Harry. Ron thinks he’s razy, but he had Harry had seehat builds in the shadows under Drao’s eyes, a hand shaking as he was fored to torture or be tortured, a boy that waher’s love but only got pain. “Nothing to add to the ourt?”
Speak up, Harry wao shout down at him. Beside him, Ginny leaned forward, learly waiti would ome . e on, Malfoy, show them what a harmless guilt you are.
“Thehe sentening.” Kiood, his voie magially mago projet aross the ourt, and dozens of ameras fshed at the same time. The images would fie of the Daily Prophet tomorrow. (Whih Dean had takeor, so it atually reports the fats ihe ministry.) “I’m sentening you to probatioion that you an stay with someone who is in good standing with the wizarding ommunity. Could you give the ourt the name of some suh person?”
A pause, long ahen Drao’s voie so quiet it was almost a whisper. “No.” O was damnation. “There’s no one.”
&her silehe down again. “Then you leave me o seo Azkaban for the full sentening period.”
&here are here anymore, Harry was thio a lost ause, but then he looks dowime ahis pitiful, broken thi the shadow of what he used to be, and he fouanding, his hand slipping out of Ginny’s fingers.
“He aer.” There’s a surprised bark of ughter frht, a Ginny was grinning, the smile she always had on her fae whehem did something stupid. Those same reporters are noitures of him, a Malfoy, fet Kihis was goihe headlining new