Changes- There is one thing different to the background of this
story; Harry was 4 when Voldemorte killed his parents. Apart
from that this is follow-on from the 4th book. The reason will be
clear soon!
Chapter 1
"Come-on Hermione! I can't wait to give this a go!"
"Coming Ron, hold up!"
" Race you!"
" Ron!" shouted Hermione laughing while she ran to catch up.
They both raced for Ron's room in the Burrow. Hermione was
staying with Ron during the summer while her parents were
taking a second honeymoon cruise. Dumbledore had said that
Harry could not visit yet.
" I know!" exclaimed Ron" lets see what Harry's doing!"
"Yeah!" agreed Hermione "You can do it if you like."
"Thanks." he took the small flat mirror and said into it, "We are truly friends not foes, called."
".Hermione Granger." ". And Ronald Weasley, together we seek our friend for life.Harry Potter."
Then the mirror face turned a misty green and a voice spoke. " Your friendship is like solid gold, the truth be told, I will do as I've been told."
Then all of a sudden a view of Harry's room was shown.
"Hey," started Hermione, " is Harry okay? It looks like he's been. crying."
"Yeah, something's defiantly up." Said Ron; " the last time I saw him cry was .never."
" We've got to do something. Maybe we should write to Sirius."
"No, I think we should try and cheer him up ourselves first, maybe we could call him."
"Great idea! I'll ask dad if we can use feletone.." ***
Harry sat on his window still starring into nowhere, he had tears in his eyes. He couldn't stop thinking about that night, the horrible images played over and over in his head. " Kill the spare." he whispered. He shook his head slowly. it was all his fault. Cedric was dead and it was his entire fault. He did not want to go to sleep if he did he would just dream about it vividly, nightmare after nightmare. He let out a deep sigh and walked over to his bed. Hedwig fluttered down beside him and nibbled his fingers lightly Harry stroked her softly and starred off into space again.
"HARRY!" Screeched aunt Petunia from downstairs. Harry gloomily got off his bed and stumbled down the stairs.
~ What could I have done wrong now? ~ He thought ~ I haven't even been out of my room in a few days. maybe she wants me to do some cleaning. ~
" Yes Aunt Petunia?" he mumbled, as he reached the ground floor. If the job was cleaning he certainly was not be up to it.
" My gosh!" exclaimed his aunt as he stood in front of her. Even she could tell something was wrong with him, maybe it was the beating finally taking effect. She had tried to tell her husband that but he would not listen, and instead he said to ignore him and treat him as always. " What." she started but then thought better of it and said. " you got a call, it's from the department of education" she said " all they what to check is that you still live here and ask you a few questions, you better answer them well boy or else there will be trouble. And don't take too long on the phone either, we don't need you wasting our money on phone calls." She added as a second thought.
~ A phone call from the ministry of education? What the.? ~ He picked up the phone and said "Hello" half-heartedly. ***
" Harry!" exclaimed Hermione with a scream when she heard him answer. The first thing she noticed was his voice, which nearly broke her heart, it sounded so depressed and ill that it made her want to cry. There was silence over the phone for a few moments then.
" Her. Hermione?" he asked in a strange voice that he had not used for ages.
Well that's the first chapter waddaya think? Next one up soon! Luv ya if ya review! -ROXY
story; Harry was 4 when Voldemorte killed his parents. Apart
from that this is follow-on from the 4th book. The reason will be
clear soon!
Chapter 1
"Come-on Hermione! I can't wait to give this a go!"
"Coming Ron, hold up!"
" Race you!"
" Ron!" shouted Hermione laughing while she ran to catch up.
They both raced for Ron's room in the Burrow. Hermione was
staying with Ron during the summer while her parents were
taking a second honeymoon cruise. Dumbledore had said that
Harry could not visit yet.
" I know!" exclaimed Ron" lets see what Harry's doing!"
"Yeah!" agreed Hermione "You can do it if you like."
"Thanks." he took the small flat mirror and said into it, "We are truly friends not foes, called."
".Hermione Granger." ". And Ronald Weasley, together we seek our friend for life.Harry Potter."
Then the mirror face turned a misty green and a voice spoke. " Your friendship is like solid gold, the truth be told, I will do as I've been told."
Then all of a sudden a view of Harry's room was shown.
"Hey," started Hermione, " is Harry okay? It looks like he's been. crying."
"Yeah, something's defiantly up." Said Ron; " the last time I saw him cry was .never."
" We've got to do something. Maybe we should write to Sirius."
"No, I think we should try and cheer him up ourselves first, maybe we could call him."
"Great idea! I'll ask dad if we can use feletone.." ***
Harry sat on his window still starring into nowhere, he had tears in his eyes. He couldn't stop thinking about that night, the horrible images played over and over in his head. " Kill the spare." he whispered. He shook his head slowly. it was all his fault. Cedric was dead and it was his entire fault. He did not want to go to sleep if he did he would just dream about it vividly, nightmare after nightmare. He let out a deep sigh and walked over to his bed. Hedwig fluttered down beside him and nibbled his fingers lightly Harry stroked her softly and starred off into space again.
"HARRY!" Screeched aunt Petunia from downstairs. Harry gloomily got off his bed and stumbled down the stairs.
~ What could I have done wrong now? ~ He thought ~ I haven't even been out of my room in a few days. maybe she wants me to do some cleaning. ~
" Yes Aunt Petunia?" he mumbled, as he reached the ground floor. If the job was cleaning he certainly was not be up to it.
" My gosh!" exclaimed his aunt as he stood in front of her. Even she could tell something was wrong with him, maybe it was the beating finally taking effect. She had tried to tell her husband that but he would not listen, and instead he said to ignore him and treat him as always. " What." she started but then thought better of it and said. " you got a call, it's from the department of education" she said " all they what to check is that you still live here and ask you a few questions, you better answer them well boy or else there will be trouble. And don't take too long on the phone either, we don't need you wasting our money on phone calls." She added as a second thought.
~ A phone call from the ministry of education? What the.? ~ He picked up the phone and said "Hello" half-heartedly. ***
" Harry!" exclaimed Hermione with a scream when she heard him answer. The first thing she noticed was his voice, which nearly broke her heart, it sounded so depressed and ill that it made her want to cry. There was silence over the phone for a few moments then.
" Her. Hermione?" he asked in a strange voice that he had not used for ages.
Well that's the first chapter waddaya think? Next one up soon! Luv ya if ya review! -ROXY
