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A day before Harry left for his trip, he went to visit Ginny again. He sat down on the stool next to her. Still, Ginny was in a life and death situation. Her out-of-body person was still watching Harry. He interlocked hands and looked at her.

"Ginny...I was just offered an undeniable job in America for ten years," Harry said. "I don't know if you'll be awake by then, but if you fall asleep for eternity, I guess...this is...goodbye."
"Bye Harry...," Ginny sadly sighed.

He stood up and leaned over towards Ginny. Then he kissed her on the lips. He stepped back and looked at her. She was sleeping so peacefully.

"I love you Gin," he smiled.

Then he parted from her and left St. Mungo. Ginny began to feel herself grow extremely tired. What was happening?, Ginny asked herself. A few minutes later, her ghostly figure began to disappear slowly. Within ten minutes, she could barely be seen. Dumbledore returned to her to tell her a few last words.

"Ginny, you've found your strength to return to life!" Dumbledore explained. "It'll be a long return - maybe a year or two - but you're going to live!"
"Thank you Dumbledore!" Ginny grinned. "Goodbye."

Then she left and returned to her body.

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Two months later, Harry was with Henry in a wizarding part of America. The rebels would be coming to take over the wizarding capital. The part of the wizarding world they were in was the closet to the capital. If they loose this battle, they would loose America. Harry was at a bar and saw an old man at the other end. The man told him to go closer to him. Harry took a seat next to him and Henry stood silently behind at a table. Something wasn't right. The tension grew and Harry began to realize that something was about to happen.

"Are you here to protect America?" the man asked.
"Um...no," Harry lied. "I'm here visiting my cousin, Dudley."
"Where does Dudley live?" the man inquired.
"Maine," Harry fibbed. "Portland, Maine."

Harry said that without thinking. They were in New York. Somewhat close to Maine, but not really. He just said that because he's heard of that city a lot recently. The man continued to drink his whiskey and Harry saw Henry in the reflection of a mirror. He turned around to walk up to Henry. The old man didn't do anything, though. Harry navigated his way through the crowded tables and was just about to reach Henry when he felt a sudden jolt of pain from his side. Everyone froze. Harry felt his entire side become wet.

"Harry...don't move," Henry said, then looked at the attacker. "Stupefy!"

The man who attacked Harry was knocked out. Another battle began. The other American Aurors joined in on the battle as Henry ran up to Harry.

"Don't move!" Henry ordered. "We're going to aparate back to headquarters and we're going to get help."

Harry began to fall as they aparated. Quickly, his eyes sight grew blurry and he collapsed onto the floor of headquarters. Henry called the nearby Aurors and they tended to Harry.

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Hermione, Ron, Percy, Charlie, Fleur, Mr., and Mrs. Weasley walked into Ginny's room on their weekly visit. They watched over her as they just saw Harry leave. The flowers Harry gave her sat nicely in the vase next to her bed. Mrs. Weasley, with water-filled eyes, held hands with her daughter. Mr. Weasley sat next to his wife. Charlie leaned against the wall and looked down at his little sister. Hermione and Ron glanced at Ginny and comforted each other. They cried on each other's shoulders. Percy stood at the foot of her bed. Fleur sat on a chair in the corner thinking about Ginny. Fred was broken down in tears; he had a soft spot for her. Suddenly, the doctor rushed into the room with sweat dripping down his forehead. Everyones' eyes were on him.

"Move!" he ordered as Mr. and Mrs. Weasley moved out of his way.

Everyone watched him look at the monitors and take a deep breath of relief.

"What happened?" Mr. Weasley asked.
"We were loosing Ginny," the doctor replied. "She just died...and came back to life."

Ginny's whole family gasped.

"However, something happened and she's recovering," the doctor added. "It's just...her recovery will be really slow. On the good side, she will one hundred percent live!"

There was a huge amount of joyful cheering made from the room. Hugging, kissing, and tears of joy.

"She's going to be a living miracle!" the doctor whispered amongst the commotion.

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"Harry...," a voice said as Harry slowly awoke. "Harry, are you awake yet?"

Harry gradually opened his eyes and waited until his eyes focused on the figure hovering over him. He was suddenly pulled up and jumped with a sharp pain from his side. Henry was standing in front of him and they were in a bunch of rubble and debris. Harry scanned his surroundings. The entire headquarters was gone.

"What happened?" Harry asked.
"We were under attack. Someone tracked us to our aparation location and then brought enemy forces towards us," Henry explained. "It's only you, me, and the some of the other country Auror leaders."
"Oh," Harry muttered. "So, to make this clearer, all of the American Aurors are...dead?"

Henry looked down at his shoes and the rubble.

"Yes," he reluctantly said. "They're all gone. They all drank to much at the bar and loss the battle. Idiots... Anyway, from then on, we didn't have our best Aurors. Then, the powerful enemy forces burned and killed the rest of our Aurors. The international Aurors knew how to fight back, but most of them are injured. We're all going to regroup at the Ministry of Magic in America."

Henry and Harry aparated to the Ministry and met the other Aurors in a meeting room. There were Aurors from France, Germany, Spain, China, Japan, Russia, India, and Italy. There was a list of Aurors given to the President of the Wizarding World of America.

Aurors/Auroresses:

China - Auror Lun

France - Auror Edmond

Germany - Auroress Rosemarie

India - Auror Inderjit

Italy - Auror Pepe

Japan - Auroress Emi

Russia - Auror Dimitri

Spain - Auror Luis

Once everyone arrived, the President of Magic in America entered the room and looked at Henry.

"President Bush, these are the international Aurors," Henry said. "We have a special honor of having Mr. Harry Potter with us."
"The Harry Potter?" the president asked. "The one from Surrey?"
"Yes," Henry confirmed.

The Aurors all looked at Harry and began to whisper.

"Anyway...," Henry said loudly, "we need a battle plan to drive the enemy away. Ideas? Anyone?"
"Well...we need to keep them away from the capital, so we might need more Aurors. By any chance is there a way to draft new Aurors?" Auror Edmond asked.
"Wait!" Harry interrupted. "We could create a force field."

Auror Pepe laughed at the idea.

"Potter, if you really want to protect a building, you've got to have people!" Auror Pepe disagreed.
"Just hear me out," Harry said. "At the battle of Hogwarts, the students and teachers made a force field around Hogwarts to protect it. No one could get in or out. We'll be in there. The President will seek shelter. One of us will take Polyjuice Potion to look like the President. Not only that, but if there are statues in the Ministry here, then maybe we could use them to protect us as well. In fact, I know how to get dragons to protect the ministry."
"Don't you think that would be...destructive?" Auroress Rosemarie asked.
"It might be, but...if you're going to be killed in battle, you have to use anything possible to win," Harry answered.

Henry stood up and walked in front of the Aurors.

"Look everyone, Harry's the best we got for battle plans. However, the president will not allow one of you to take his place. He will seek a haven, but no Polyjuice Potion," Henry said. "So...about the dragons."
"My best friend's brother works with dragons in Romania," Harry told them all.
"How would we transport the dragons?" Henry asked.
"Aparation and Sleeping Draught," Harry replied.

Suddenly, a person was racing through the hallways and opened the door. Sweat was dripping down his forehead and he was gasping for air. All of the Aurors looked at him with curious eyes.

"The...the...enemies are here!" he coughed. "They're taking over the building!"
"President Bush! Come with me! Everyone else, fight!" Harry ordered.

Harry raced up toward the President, grabbed his hand, and apparated to London. The streets were completely empty near the Leaky Cauldron. They were far from the visitor's entrance to the Ministry. Harry looked around and then ordered the President to follow him. The two men raced down the streets until they came upon a red telephone station.

"Wow, I didn't know they still made these," President Bush said in awe.
"Step in with me," Harry commanded.

Harry pressed in the code and they slowly descended into the Ministry. Everyone saw Harry and the unknown, yet formally dressed, man and began to point and chatter. They ran through the crowded building until they reached the Minister's office. Sweat dripped down from their foreheads and they took a deep breath.

"President Bush," Harry began, "it's been an honor to work with you, but you must hide. Here's a piece of paper with my fellow Auror's contact information on it. His name is Ronald Weasley. His brother, Charlie, has the dragons. Tell the Minister, Harry Potter sent you to hide. I'll return and tell you if America is freed."
"Thank you, Harry," President Bush said. "Be safe."

As they said their goodbyes, Harry once more, aparated back to the Ministry in America. People were running around. The international Aurors were spread out around the building as men dressed in black sprung out of blind corners with machetes and wands. Harry came upon two men with strange looking, sword-like weapons. He was cornered. With his wand at ready, the two men pulled up a black cloth over their mouth and nose and put on goggles. They simply pressed a button on their weapon and the blade burst into flames.

"What's your name?" one of the men asked.
"Harry Potter. I'm an Auror from England," he responded.

The man chuckled and looked at his partner.

"He's a Brit!" He laughed.

Harry took that moment and fired a spell at him. He collapsed as his partner came flying towards Harry full speed.

"Impedimenta!" Harry casted as the man flew back off the indoor balcony.
"So you're a Brit," a familiar aged voice said.

Harry turned around and jumped. It was the man who injured him. However, the man was changing into another form. A smaller, thinner figure. A woman, dressed in black. Her hair was black, like her uniform with red highlights. She wasn't that tall, but she was fast and precise. She had the eyesight of a hawk. Not only that, but she's got an obsession with blades.

"So you're a Brit," she repeated in her normal voice. "What an interesting kind of people. Not only that, but I have the famous Harry Potter standing in front of me. Of course I don't want such a moment with a...what should I call you? A celebrity? Of course I don't want such a celebrity to run away from me. Let alone attack me - "
"Stupefy!" Harry interrupted.

She quickly swung at the light with a blue bladed sword and ran up to Harry. Her eyes full of mixed emotions and hatred. They stood face-to-face looking at each other awkwardly. She smirked.

"You can't hit a girl, Potter," she said. "I know you're from the Queen's land of England, but you should at least abide by that." (She spoke with an over-exaggerated English accent when she said "Queen's land of England" to mock Harry's accent.)
"So you're the captain," Harry spat. "I don't know - or care - about who you are - "
"The name is Asuna. Komoto Asuna," she interrupted. "However, you can call me the woman in black."
"I don't care Asuna," Harry returned, offending her.

She looked down for a split second and looked up at Harry. She approached him every so gently and looked into his emerald eyes. She did it as if she was trying to seduce him. However, he wasn't so vulnerable.

"I guess I shouldn't really be raining down on your day, especially since...well...since she's gone," Asuna taunted.

Harry was confused. Since who was gone? His heart began to beat erratically, knowing he might know. He was praying that he was wrong.

"Who?" he asked calmly.
"Well...first...it was him...then it was her," Asuna continued.
"Who?" Harry asked in a devilish tone.
"First, Henry fell down to my feet...I lost my good blade to his dirty mud-like blood. Then, well...I wasn't really a part of it, nor did I cause it, but...you know," Asuna played.
"No. She's still alive, you're bluffing!" Harry shook as tears formed in his eyes.
"Oh yes I do!" she argued. "It's her. Ginvera...Molly...Weasley. Her obituary is in the Daily Prophet."
"Prove it," Harry ordered.

Was she lying? Was she telling the truth? Toying with Harry's emotions was clearly a weak spot for Harry. Asuna pulled out a large stack of paper from under some debris and handed it Harry. Reluctantly, he looked at it. In his hand was last week's Daily Prophet with a red-haired sleeping beauty in the picture along with a beautiful, very-much alive girl - both the same person - along the side.

"Believe me now?" Asuna whispered into Harry's ear, as he still stared at the article.
"No. You're...you're just messing with me!" Harry said as tears strolled down his face.

Suddenly, other Aurors and Auroresses entered the room Harry and Asuna were in.

"You!" Auror Lun shouted.
"How could you, sweetheart?" Auroress Emi asked.

Asuna approached the Auroress and they began to speak Japanese. The Aurors and Auroresses didn't do anything.

"母は、妨げることはありません !" Asuna ordered. ("Mother, do not interfere!")
"どうして?" Auroress Emi asked. ("How could you?")
"Avada Kevada!" Asuna shouted.

Everyone began to spar as Asuna called in more men to fight. She walked up to Harry as he dropped the paper and cornered him as he held his wand out.

"Where's the President?" Asuna asked.
"You'll never find out!" Harry said.

Angrily, Asuna quickly threw a knife which caught Harry's jacket sleeve and connected him to the wall. She walked up to him and thrust her wand in his face.

"Tell me!" She shouted.
"Never!" Harry replied as he reached for the knife.

Asuna snatched his hand and grabbed another knife she kept with her. Gosh, what is it with her and knives?, Harry asked himself. She grabbed his glasses and threw them to the ground.

"Tell me!" she screeched.

Harry remained silent as she pressed up against him and slammed the knife in next to his neck. (The sharp end of the blade, touching the skin of his neck.) Asuna kept at least twenty knives on her and had one long red-bladed machete on her back. She took another knife and continued to restrain Harry to the wall. Then, with one of her fallen friend's weapons, she lit the blade on fire and pointed it at Harry.

"Where is President Bush?" she asked. "We could do this the easy way or the hard way."
"I'm not saying!" Harry continued to shout.
"Maybe you will!" Asuna screamed.

She pulled out a blue potion and threw it to the ground and stood back. Harry got the chance and ripped the sleeves of his jacket off and found his wand. Asuna ran after him.

"Where is President Bush?" she asked.
"In the Ministry of Magic in London!" Harry blurted without thinking.

Then everything stopped, as if the world hit the pause button.

"Thank you!" she grinned as she aparated.

Harry stood in dust and debris of the building as her entourage aparated with her.

"Come on! Everyone aparate to London!" Harry yelled.

He was the last to leave the building. Before he left, he looked down at Auroress Emi's body. She was the only one to die. What did she hide? Then he left...with the answer.

Readers,
I just got back from vacation and I was so psyched to see that I got more reads on this book! I love you guys soooooo much! Also, I have a brand new goal for you all to achieve! I'd like to try and get 10 reads on this chapter! (By the way, I had a GREAT vacation!)

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