Harry Potter and the Elemental Prophecy

 Uh oh - a visit from Snape?

Disclaimer: Put it this way, you recognize it, I don't own it. Otherwise I own that sucky title up there... -_-;; ( I also own the pathetic chapter down there, so much for angst..)

Authors Notes: 

Alright folks, Prongsy here (kathy kid..serena..whateva..) and I'm here to stay!

This story will now take presidence over everything *except school work*. As my love of the mystical is back!

And my love of the..ya know foreign languages.  I'll be working in Irish/Welsh (Gaelic) and Latin as well, most of the stuff I will translate, but some of it I can't as it'll ruin a particular scene in one of the later chapters. So, bare with me..

Here's a little bit of a summary for ya:

It's been only a few short days since the terrible events of the Rising of Voldemort, and Harry is still in shock, or rather, in a haze. 

New shocks arise at Arabella's house, when his dreams turn from those of torture and fear, to those of a lady in blue, a man with long black hair and silver eyes, a girl in a cloak, and a new danger that he can't quite understand. However, after a shocking meeting with his new enemy in a subconsious state, Harry is suddenly sent to Hogwarts for the rest of summer.

 But of course, this year isn't any better than the rest, a new Slytherin female seems to have joined the ranks, and taking a liking to Draco, a mysterious man suddenly takes sanctuary in the castle, and while he takes an interest in Harry, even Dumbledore is adament about keeping him away from the boy-who-lived. 


There's also a new potions mistress with a past that crosses with Severus's on more than just school terms, who also knew Harry's parents quite well and takes a liking to him.

Something strange is taking place at Hogwarts, and everything revolves around one Raven Haired boy named Harry Potter.  And these strange events are leading up to something that could either help Harry understand his past better, or quite on the contrary..lead to his demise.

Let's see..what I can do here..I can tell ya this..this story..has now taken on..one huge life of it's own!

I mean..well all the note cards with ideas and the 6 pages I have written up prove it, cause I don't remember writing any of it.  So it just writes itself.. *blinks*

Anyways..I'm restarting as you can see.  And I think it's going to be great! (yes..I actually gave myself a compliment).


I mean, we have a lot of characters here, making full out apperances..

Let's see..main characters? Well of course Harry, but also Snape and Sirius.

(Ron, Hermione and Draco shouldn't need speaking of, but if they do, they're in here too.)

Let's see, people who will make appearances, that I can speak of in chapter one (but won't come till a little later..)

Remus Lupin (though me may come first chapter..no telling.), Mrs. Figg..anybody mentioned in Book 4.


Lucius Malfoy and Pettigrew may make a cameo appearance..though I'm really not sure.
Infact, I'm also not sure how exactly i'll be playing The Dark Lord himself into this.  I have an idea, but like I said, usually my stories don't listen to me, they write themselves once I get going.

Dumbledore, like usual is a full part of this story, as is Professor McGonagall (for more reasons than one..^_^) Hmm..Alastor Moody comes back to teach.  Let's see..Ginny has her fair share of scene time and so do Fred and George for that matter.

If I can pull it off, Bill and Charlie will be around...

And now for the Original characters making appearances, or coming completely to the fore-ground.

Those of you who read my first version will remember Anne & Annette, as well as Vi.  They'll be playing more of a part now that I've had time to consider this. 


Of course Serena McKay, and Lizzy Zigger, Professor Lilian Deshandra, as well as a full new cast, (including..well you'll have to figure this out for yourself)

Now, like I said, there will be some interesting stuff here that involve Wiccan traditions..just some of the Magical stuff (Black & White magic, some of the names and celebration dates may turn up.  The Fae will be mentioned..as will the types of Magic..)

I can assure however, that no "Midnight Sacrificial Rituals" will be performed.  However, I will say that there will be some chants in here, I will try to keep them all in either a foreign language, so that's it's just some chant that "I" came up with.  But hey *shrugs* It shouldn't be that bad hm?

Let's see..what else? Well...there's not much else I can say, except I'm trying to stick to a few guidelines, but again, if there's anything anybody wants to, ya know..maybe see happen once the story gets going, please feel free to say something about it, in a review, a mail..heck feel free to IM me if you want to lol. ^_^

Oh! that reminds me! I'm going to try and illustrate a few things in this story, if anything just the characters.

So that's about all, thanx everybody for the patience, and I hope this story holds up to your expectations (or atleast I hope you enjoy it)

Oh! PS: Any song lyrics, or full songs you may hear about or read, are not mine! They belong to Loreena McKennitt, Enya, Dagda, and Deep Forest..so I take no credit for them whatsoever!

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" fitheach "a voice said as he looked around the blindingly white room.

"What?" came his confused reply.

He could softly hear music floating around him, it was entrancing..

bree as na leon, treanid as na keayn

fradharc as na aingeal fer ceauit erebe thugad a soothing, mystical voice started to chant and he turned around attempting to glipmse the mystery woman, but all he saw was a flash of blue.

seo chenny pishagys fer ceauit chaidh chymnee go tú

"to? to what?" this was starting to get wierd, the music was getting louder....

o ponnair as na taibhsear, na eirey go na éiteag.

Na sheeloghe anugh rùn-dìomhair, thousane bliaines botus

The voice was growing stronger, now he was surrounded by blue light, and he saw the flashes of a scene before his eyes.  A beautiful woman, and a younger girl..

cho na aisling as na fitheach, ashlaghey freggyrt er son dà.

Seo aingeal tusa seo ben chaodee, dà call fathast foaddit anam's

But in blinking the scene was gone, and he was back to the white room, with swirls of blue light surrounding him and calming him slowly, as if putting him to sleep.

Bree's ry ynsaghey, far ruigheachd seo aois son aithris.

Seo bean-uasal as na ushtey, toil innis rùn-dìomhair go,

Seo fitheach tusca na duenna, tra na am t' ceart.

"Who are you!?" he called out, but he got no reply, only to hear more of the chanting..

Ar na moch na breckey yn laa as yn fouyr feuch,

Uile rùn-dìomhair toil bhitheas aithris.

Suddenly, a form started to materialize before him, but before he could make out the person..

"BOY! WAKE UP!"

Harry Potter suddenly bolted up in his bed shocked and confused, now with a headache."Hmm.." he muttered rubbing his eyes and looking around through blurred vision.

"ARE YOU UP YET?!" his aunts voice screeched up the stairs.

"Yes aunt Petunia! I'm awake!" he called and then groped around the nightstand for his glasses and narrowly avoided knocking them off. "coming!" he cried before she could yell again, so he quickly got dressed and hurried downstairs, however just before he opened the door to go into the kitchen Harry stopped and looked at the cupboard under the stairs and remembered bitterly the memories it brought of the childhood he loathed, and the more recent events of the past week or so.

Glaring at the cupboard for a second he pushed the door open and walked into the kitchen only to be snapped at by Petunia.

"SIT!"

And he did so almost automatically and looked grudgingly at his 'family' as they silently ate their breakfast.  The diet had failed miserably for Dudley so they were back to feeding him his weight in food (much like that of a small whale), much to the chagrin of Harry and the glee of aunt Petunia.

"What's the matter with you boy?" his uncle snapped "Something the matter with your porridge?" he sneered at Harry, which only succeeded in making him look like an extremely fat and ugly chipmunk with a mustache.

"No, not a thing uncle Vernon" he said somewhat sarcastically, got up and turned to leave, only he was suddenly slammed back into the chair by us uncle which caused him to spill the porridge and caused his shoulder to ache from the force of his fat uncle's hand.

"You insolent, malcontent--abnormal little freak!" Vernon sputtered his face going purple.

"What? I was just going to put my dish away, i'm finished eating!" Harry argued "What's so bloody abnormal about that?" this also gained him a backhand to the face which nearly knocked him out of the chair.

"Don't you ever talk back to me again you hear me? Do you?!"

Harry stopped himself from snapping something very rude back and nodded instead.

"I didn't hear you."

"Yes uncle Vernon" he replied softly.

"Good, now take this list, and finish it, Don't even think about eating till all of the chores are done. " he said loosening the pressure on Harry's shoulder slightly, but reinstated it and snapped "And clean up the mess you made!" he added and released the pressure from the younger boys shoulder and sat back down slightly.

Harry looked at him begrudgingly and, ignoring the evil look he got from his blubbering cousin put his dish away, cleaned up the spilled porridge and made his way out of the kitchen and to the backyard to start his chores. (Pick the weeds, mow the lawn, wash the car, clean the windows all of them! and so on)

'Getting too smart for your own good boy..' he thought he had heard just before he exited the house..

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Meanwhile..a few houses down from number 4 Privet Drive some rather unusual things were happening in a usually rather boring home.

The residence of Mrs. Figg, which was usually silent, dreary, and smelled profusely of wet cat, had an unexpected visitor..of an interesting kind.

'It's taken forever to get this place looking better after the care it's been given..' the young lady thought to herself.

"Why, Severus--so good to see you, what brings you to my humble abode?" A gentle alto voice said to the Potions Master as he entered the old house breezily

"You know why I'm here Arabella." came the short tempered remark.

"Well, let me just fix my hair and we'll be going." She paused and smiled inwardly at his sour expression and shook her head. "If you would rather take care of this on your own, go ahead.." she said.


"I think I will." and with that he stormed out the door leaving her stunned.

"Bloody Git." she muttered and set to fixing up the house, make it more livable.."hated him 20 years ago..hate him still."

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Harry leaned against the side of the house for a bit of a rest.  Working for nearly 5 hours straight in the summer son, on various chores, listening to the teasing sneers from Dudley, was tiring.

Looking up quickly he could have sworn he saw something - or somebody  move out of the corner of his eye. "No-just imagining things.." he muttered and stood up to put some of the gardening supplies away.

"Talking to yourself again Harry?" Dudley snickered and made his way over to mock his cousin.

"Nope, just a comment." he retorted without looking back as he took the supplies back to the shed, then returned again with the lawn mower in tow.

"Why don't you just--you know, put a spell..or something on all that junk.?"


"Do you want me to get into trouble or you are just that stupid Dudley?" Harry snapped as he struggled to get the mower going.  However magic would be very helpful about now..

"Don't you call me stupid you freak!"

Good comeback.."Look-Dudley, if I wanted to exchange insults with a fat ugly ape I'd go to a zoo, so just leave me alone so I can do my chores before your father comes out and wrings my neck for insubordination." Harry all but yelled angrily.

Dudley stood there for a moment in silence. Probably trying to understand what I just said. Harry smirked to himself - but felt the blow to the back of his head mere seconds before it came and was thrown to the ground stunned as stars exploded in his vision.  Falling to the ground he sat there trying to make the ringing in his ears stop.

But for as small as Harry was compared to Dudley, he retaliated fast and nearly knocked him over.

"Hey! Stop it!" Dudley yelled at shoved back at Harry nearly throwing him backwards.

"You know-- you are so bloody lucky I can't do magic outside of Hogwarts!" Harry said his hands shaking in anger but instantly regretted it.

With a loud overactive gasp Dudley stumbled backwards and ran into the house yelling at the top of his lungs. "DAD! DAD! HARRY SAID THE 'M' WORD!!"

"Oh..brilliant.." Harry muttered darkly and, before he knew it his uncle's roar of anger and then silence was heard.  Soon after followed by the slamming of a door and Vernon bursting out in a mad fury.


Eyes narrowing immediatly on Harry he stormed over and looked at him. "Where the bloody hell do you get off threatening my son with Magic you freak! I told you never to say that word and you KNOW you can't do it outside of that school of yours -- without getting expelled that is, unless of course you have a death wish...Do you?" he stopped his torrage of words waiting for an answer.


Harry however merely stared at him benevolantly before watching in hidden amusement as the vain over his uncles left eye was throbbing something fierce. "No uncle Vernon, I don't...." he said in his most 'sincere' voice, but when he turned back around, Harry thought A little heavy on the brandy there Dursley?


He snickered softly and turned back to the lawn mower, but he was yanked back fiercely by his left arm and painfully at that. "Ow! hey what?!" he cried as he nearly lost his balance being practically dragged back to the house.

"For that cheek you can go without supper for a day or so." Vernon spat and all but threw him in the house and slammed the door, making one of the pictures next to the doorway shudder and fall.

Nobody seemed to have noticed the figure standing not 10 feet away from the house, watching in obvious disdain as the scene played through and silence fell over little winging once again.

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"Are you absolutely sure Severus?" came the skeptical voice of Arabella who had been, at the moment, cleaning in the kitchen.

"No Arabella, I was joking, the boys in perfect condition and the family's sitting down for tea at this very moment." came the bitter reply.

"As I thought." this only made Severus frown more, but to his surprise she slapped the towel on the counter, and turned around to him sharply. "Did he threaten?"

"More like punish.." the potions master said thoughtfully.

"If that's the case then I think we should contact Albus and let him know."

"No, we shall not, I'll handle this on my own, unless you should wish to accompany me..however I do believe we had this conversation once before.."

"Why don't-- no, again I'll stay, should I contact Remus?"

"Do NOT contact that..werewolf.." Severus spat as if deeply insulted by the mere mention of that name. "and do not contact Black either." with that he turned on his heel and stormed out of the house again.

"Oh..dear.." Bell muttered then t urned to finish what she was doing, but stopped, considered something then moved to the fireplace. "Incendio!" after a moment the flames lept high and she pulled out some powder and threw it in, causing the fire to turn a purplish blue hue and she muttered something then said. "Remus Lupin."

The fire swirled momentarily before a face appeared, slightly preoccupied. "Arabella?"

"Remus, I need you not to take this the wrong way..alright?"

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Something snapped Harry out of his thoughts, but he couldn't quite remember. Rolling over on his bed a dull aching just below his shoulder gave him a good idea of what had brought him out of his stupor. Think you could have broken it instead? he thought to himself bitterly.

A sharp rapping on his door stopped another thought "Harry!" came his aunts screeching voice. "Get out here this instant!"

What now? I finished all my chores, whoops..except the lawn.."Coming.." he muttered and pushed himself up and made his way to the door. "What?"

"Don't you 'what' me boy, now get downstairs and eat quickly before Vernon gets home." she ordered.

"Wha-- but, he said that I wouldn't be eating for--"

"JUST GO!" she snapped and he jumped slightly and made his way downstairs and hurriedly to the kitchen, and found a small salad and some saltines next to a glass of juice. What's she on about...trying to poison me perhaps? Just get it over with now hm?

"Are you going to stand there and stare like a fool or sitdown and eat.." an impatient Petunia broke his thoughts and he sat down, stared again curiously but began to eat, and quickly at that.

When he finished he went to wash his dishes and in leaving the kitchen stopped. Thanks Aunt Petunia..but why?"

"Didn't I tell you NEVER ask questions?" she replied tartly and shoved him the rest of the way out of the room. "Now go back to your room!" with that the door swung shut.

Harry just stared in shock for a second before going quietly in confusion up to his 'room'.

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Severus sighed inwardly as he made his way back to number 4 Privet Drive.  He noticed the car the Dursley's owned gone and smirked. With that fat dunce gone this is going to be easy..

He hurried up the drive just as he heard a slam from the second floor. So after a moment of silent consideration he knocked on the door and waited.

"Get the door Dudley!" a screechingly familiar voice ordered.

"Make Harry get it mum!" the younger voice (obviously their son) whinely replied.

"Harry! get down here and get the door, now you lazy little brat!" He snorted to himself in bemusement as intentionally loud footsteps sounded on the stairs then "bloody muggles.." he distinctively heard then the door clicked open.

"Yes can I--Ah!!!" Instantly Severus found the door slamming in his face and he got an irritated look, then just before he knocked again the door opened and Harry, with a look of utter disbelief asked nervously. "What are you doing here Professor?"

A cold smile hid the emense amusement Severus was feeling at that moment when he replied, "Thought I'd drop by for a cup of tea, care to join me Potter?"


The younger of the two sputtered for a response.

"Oh honestly Potter! Get out of the way." he snapped and shoved his way into the house past Harry who hissed in unheard pain at the contact.

"What is going on in--" Petunia's shrill voice stopped midsentence and the dish in her hand crashed to the ground as she let out a startled shriek. "What the hell are you doing here!?" she demanded, though her face suddenly went very pale.

This was gettoing rediculous. "Honestly...I do not have time to dawdle around Petunia I have a few good reasons to be here."

Harry was shocked (to say the least) He knows aunt Petunia's name? must have been obvious because without turning around Snape said smoothly. "Better stop gawking like a fool Mr. Potter." this insulted him enough to gain a response. "Oh, shut up."

"Don't tell him to shut up you--oh, just get something to clean this mess up!" she ordered motioning to the shattered plate.  At his silent defiance she bristled. "Go! NOW!" and with that he jumped and left.

But suddenly she fell nervously silent, she definatly didn't like having one of them in her house, especially not this wizard.


However when Harry re-entered the room she noted Snape watching him closely, which obviously made Harry nervous because he lost his balance and fell from his squat and hissed softly in pain which caused a miniscule reaction from the older man.

"Potter-"

"What-"

"Shall I make tea?" Petunia interrupted casting a warning look at Harry.

"No.." Severus said smoothly "Thank you Mrs. Dursley.." he finished, his pleasent facade peppered with scorn.

"What are you doing here Sn..Professor?" Harry asked in suspicion running  a hand over his knee quickly, hiding it from view.

Severus couldn't help but let a cold smile sweep over his face as he surveyed the boy and remained silent.

"Fine, if any of you need anything else...well you know where to find me." with that last remark the started up the stairs valiantly attempting to hide the unmistakable motion of a limp. 

"I suggest you leave before Vernon gets home, you'll be remembering him correct? Not only does he dislike your type, but..well just get out." Petunia said as she finished the job half heartedly that Harry had started.

"I came here for a reason, and I'm not leaving until I finish my task."

"And that would be?"

"Honestly, I'm here obviously to check up on Potter."

An almost unreadable look graced Petunia's face when she looked up at Severus.  "Check up on him? whatever for, has he been complaining or something?" she said accusingly of her nephew.

With little more than a raised eyebrow the Potion master replied. "No he has not been complaining to anybody, infact he's not made contact with anybody-and that is what spawned this little visitation.  Is there something that should be known?"

"Of course not! Good lord you make it seem as if we're beating the child, how dare you-" she started but her torrage was waved away by Severus.

"I was not, nor will I be making any such accusations of your family's treatement towards Mr. Potter, I was informed by Albus Dumbledore to merely check up on him.  If that's caused a problem for you, I must seriously apologize.." the disdain tone of his voice betraying the serious expression on his face.

"Yes, well.." the flustered look faded from her otherwise emotionless face. "You see he's fine, just fine, probably just not feeling particularly talkative to whatever friends he's made at that school.."

"So has been noticed." something was amiss in this house, and for some reason Severus found his ideals of Harry living life in the lap of luxury slipping away.

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When Remus appeared from the fire not too long after Arabella had explained the days events, she was terribly surprised to see Sirius appear right after, and collide with his friend.

"Sirius! I told you to stay back at my place!" Remus turned on his friend quickly who was dusting himself off. 

"You come up to my room, look at me and say 'Sirius, stay here I'm going to Arabella's.' and you expect me to stay put?"

This caused Arabella to chuckle, but she stopped under Remus's stern glare.

"So, what exactly are we gathering for hm?"

At this Remus and Arabella exchanged glances silently. 

"What..what's going on?"

"Nothing Padfoot.."

"Sure, right, so you two decided just to get chummy again eh?" Sirius replied sarcastically.

They both remained silent. "How bout this, since you won't answer, shall we play guess? Or yes and no?"

More silence. "Right then, what's this about then, is it about me?"

This earned him a look and he took that as a no. "Right then, is it about..Remus?"

Shake.

"You Bell, no?  How bout Snape?" this earned him a glare. "What? oh, so no crushes have been born while I was away? Fine...Is it about Harry?"

Slow nod from Arabella.

"Wow Progress, did he want to talk to me, or you..either of you?"

Two to the negative.

"Is it bad?"

"Not..parsay.." replied Remus slowly.

"He speakith..so what's up?"

"Now, Sirius..I don't want you to take this the wrong way.." Arabella started slowly..

Moments later. "HE WHAT?!" exploded from the house and Remus had to grab his friend by the back of his robes to stop him from storming out of the house at that moment.

"Don't worry Sirius! Severus is over there taking care of it.." Arabella assured.

"Oh, yeah, that's reassuring.." the blackhaired godfather sent her a withering look and she backed up a little.

"Right then..Remus just keep him put."


"Where are you going?"

"To clean the kitchen Black, got a problem with that?"

Silence.

"Good.."

(Bet nobody knows that I really didn't want to get this far I wanted it ended quick..but noo, here go my hands again..)

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Back at said house about half an hour later Harry had decided it was safe to come down (in hopes that his Potions Professor would be gone) and he absently walked past the Living room to the kitchen but he stopped dead and turned around slowly.

"You're still here?" there went all hope for a peaceful day, Uncle Vernon would be back any minute, and he would not be happy with a fully grown wizard, looking particularly  menacing in even just black jeans and a black shirt, lounging around his house. 

"Sorry to burst your bubble Potter."

"You have to leave!" Harry pressed

"And why is that?" Severus asked feigning curiousity.

"Just..ugh."

Suddenly the all too familiar sound of crunching gravel and a car door slamming announced the arrival of one Vernon Dursley.

Severus sat straighter, you could hear a dish clatter in the sink from the kitchen and it was all Harry could do to stifle the groan wanting to be let out.

Dudley on the other hand had forgotten all fear of this wizard and had come downstairs, with a particularly evil sneer on his face towards Harry.

"If you don't want to be present for this meeting Potter, I suggest you make yourself scarce." Severus's cold voice startled him and he turned around, threw him a look and set off into the hallway, past Dudley who laughed softly.

The front door opened just as Harry got up to the top stair, he launched himself into the bedroom and landed painfully on the bed but kept quiet, but within seconds the silence was shattered by a roar of unsupressed anger and disbelief.

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At about the same time up at the Figg house Sirius was growing ever more impatient as the time passed. "Honestly what's he doing over there? Kipping tea from Dursley?"

"Wouldn't that be a sight.." Remus mused before they heard a car outside.


Arabella had opened the door and walked outside curiously already.

"Wassit?"

"That's Vernon Dursley's car..I wonder.." she muttered as she watched the neighbor get out of the car and go inside. 

Not too long after all three were positively stunned to hear a loud roar of anger and two wizards, and a big black dog, burst out of the house without a moments notice..

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Here it comes...thought Harry."BOY! Get out here right this instant.."his uncle whispered fiercely from the otherside of the closed door.  Do I get another choice? Where'd I put my cyanide pill..he thought sarcastically as he massaged his arm which was now throbbing from it's latest abuse and made his way slowly to the door and opened it, but was sharply dragged out of the room and down the stairs, stumbling once as he went. 

"You dare bring a wizard into this house, what did you go do, whine to your friends? Make up silly little stories of how we beat you?" his uncle accused.

Silly little stories? "No, honestly Uncle Vernon, he just stopped by..he wouldn't even tell me why! Would you let go you're hurting me." at this he was let go alright, slammed into the wall next to the entrance of the living room. Oh I bet Snapes getting a kick out of this...Harry thought as he tried to ignore the sudden flare of pain in his back.

But when he looked into the living room the aforementioned Potions master had curiously disappeared from sight, at this Harry sighed and slid down the wall in relief. He left, thank merlin he left..

"Where is he?" Vernon demanded and grabbed him up by his shirt collar to a standing position.

"I don't know, maybe he left or something." Harry replied and found himself on the floor stars exploding in his vision and a sharp pain in the back of his head. Wow, that's a first...he mused before realizing his glasses had fallen to the ground as well.  But any movement was protested by nausea and the pain in his back.

"Don't you lie to me you stupid little brat!" Vernon spat and suddenly realized what he had done, and ordered him to stand up.

Can't..sorry..

"Did you hear me?" but in getting no reply forced the boy to his feet and he swayed dangerously.  "Now..where. is. he.." he whispered dangerously.

"Behind you." a deadly voice said and Vernon swiveled around, letting go of Harry who, found himself unsteady and fell to the ground with a moan darkness closing in on his already blurry vision, he tried to sit up but failed and touched the back of his head, but pulled back his hand quickly and wetness... even with his fuzzy vision he could tell that was blood.

Looking up he noticed deadly silence between the two men, he heard voices from outside, two voices from inside...suddenly it all grew dimmer, his sight and his hearing dampened..

The door burst open with the force of a spell, but he'd not know the cause..because soon the warmth of unconsiousness won and he knew nothing more.

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Authors End Notes:

Guess who finally finished chapter 1..finally. *dances around and grins evily* and I love where this ends. I'm guessing this means the story went from G to PG...if it gets any more graphic I may have to go PG-13 but I doubt it. 

So how was it hm? To all my old fans who kept on whattid you think of this re-done version? *blinks* Hm?

Clickie that button down there and let me know!