HARRY POTTER AND THE GREEN FLAMED SWORD
CHAPTER 1
REMEMBERING PADFOOT
Enclosed within a circle of hooded figures were two men. The one that was tall and extremely thin was holding the hand of the short and balding man who was half-kneeling and half-slumping in front of him. "Wormtail here believes he has an idea that would rid me of Harry Potter, don't you, Wormtail? Why don't you start, now that my most devoted followers have joined me " The voice was brilliantly cold .The man called Wormtail kept kneeling , shaking , and clutched his left wrist. "It hurts doesn't it? But not more than this .Crucio." continued the voice." Now why don't you start quickly, unless you wish to be treated to another dose of...".
Wormtail had fallen to the ground and was writhing in agony. He managed to stand up on shaking legs and began.
Harry Potter woke up from another one of his nightmares. His scar burnt badly ,"so he quickly began writing a letter to his godfather using a quill . Suddenly , something seemed to strike him and he lay back on his bed , his eyes seemed to have glazed over. He stifled a sob that threatened to break out , he looked out at the full moon and wondered how different life would be without his godfather.
In a closed shed far away from Harry Potter , a werewolf lay curled up . Though it wasn't capable of proper thought,it instinctively felt the absence of a companion it had pranced around with a long time back. The wolfsbane potion had killed its appetite for flesh and slowly, with nothing to do ,it had slept like it hadn't on any day of the past week.
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"Cornelius Fudge ,Minister of Magic , yesterday held a press conference in which he explained to the wizarding community that the Ministry was taking appropriate steps to deal with the threat of He-Whose-Name-Must-Not-Be-Written and that he was also consulting Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts as to -"
Ronald Weasley looked up from the paper to his father.
"He's just making lot's of noise , isn't he , dad?" said Ron.
"No son, this time, I believe he is fully ready to co-operate, to any extent, even though it may be just because he doesn't want to let go of his office, from which he is sure to fall if he doesn't take immediate action." replied his father.
"Can't Harry come over , dad ?"asked Ron.
"Not yet, there are a few things to be sorted out. Dumbledore will tell us when it is alright .He's been going around placing charms over all sorts of places , especially over the houses of members of the Order .Even so, its not safe for Harry to leave his family".
"His family ? That's stupid, we are more family than those muggle creeps"
"Now Ron, we mustn't talk like that just because we dislike somebody..."he replied absently. "The point is ...his aunt is his only remaining blood relative, so he has to stay there for some more time. It's some ancient magic ,Ron." he added , before Ron could ask him anything else.
Ron pondered over this as he wondered how exactly Harry was faring at the Dursleys.
CHAPTER 1
REMEMBERING PADFOOT
Enclosed within a circle of hooded figures were two men. The one that was tall and extremely thin was holding the hand of the short and balding man who was half-kneeling and half-slumping in front of him. "Wormtail here believes he has an idea that would rid me of Harry Potter, don't you, Wormtail? Why don't you start, now that my most devoted followers have joined me " The voice was brilliantly cold .The man called Wormtail kept kneeling , shaking , and clutched his left wrist. "It hurts doesn't it? But not more than this .Crucio." continued the voice." Now why don't you start quickly, unless you wish to be treated to another dose of...".
Wormtail had fallen to the ground and was writhing in agony. He managed to stand up on shaking legs and began.
Harry Potter woke up from another one of his nightmares. His scar burnt badly ,"so he quickly began writing a letter to his godfather using a quill . Suddenly , something seemed to strike him and he lay back on his bed , his eyes seemed to have glazed over. He stifled a sob that threatened to break out , he looked out at the full moon and wondered how different life would be without his godfather.
In a closed shed far away from Harry Potter , a werewolf lay curled up . Though it wasn't capable of proper thought,it instinctively felt the absence of a companion it had pranced around with a long time back. The wolfsbane potion had killed its appetite for flesh and slowly, with nothing to do ,it had slept like it hadn't on any day of the past week.
8
"Cornelius Fudge ,Minister of Magic , yesterday held a press conference in which he explained to the wizarding community that the Ministry was taking appropriate steps to deal with the threat of He-Whose-Name-Must-Not-Be-Written and that he was also consulting Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts as to -"
Ronald Weasley looked up from the paper to his father.
"He's just making lot's of noise , isn't he , dad?" said Ron.
"No son, this time, I believe he is fully ready to co-operate, to any extent, even though it may be just because he doesn't want to let go of his office, from which he is sure to fall if he doesn't take immediate action." replied his father.
"Can't Harry come over , dad ?"asked Ron.
"Not yet, there are a few things to be sorted out. Dumbledore will tell us when it is alright .He's been going around placing charms over all sorts of places , especially over the houses of members of the Order .Even so, its not safe for Harry to leave his family".
"His family ? That's stupid, we are more family than those muggle creeps"
"Now Ron, we mustn't talk like that just because we dislike somebody..."he replied absently. "The point is ...his aunt is his only remaining blood relative, so he has to stay there for some more time. It's some ancient magic ,Ron." he added , before Ron could ask him anything else.
Ron pondered over this as he wondered how exactly Harry was faring at the Dursleys.
