The Coma Curse:
Chapter I – New Beginnings.
A.N.: Well… After reading the whole story again, I decided to rewrite it – the work was poorly done, it wasn't a good Fanfic. I hope you like the change, and please review!
A.N.2: Humm… You will see that the first chapter (when Harry is at the Dursleys') is not in the fanfic anymore. I've modified some things on the second so it would fit for the first. Confusing? I know.
Disclaimer: I definitely don't own Harry Potter, though I really wish I did!
Things in Italic (with the exception of the AN) mean thoughts.
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It was September First – Time to go to Hogwarts.
Harry was glad. This summer, hadn't been allowed to go to the Weasleys or the Diagon Alley – it could have been dangerous – so he had to stay with his horrible relatives for the whole vacation.
All because of Voldemort.
But Harry didn't want to think of bad things – not today. Today he was going back to Hogwarts and everything would be normal again – or as normal things could be at his school.
"Harry, Harry!" His thoughts were cut off by someone's shouting.
"Hermione," he whispered.
"Harry, how are you? I was so worried when you couldn't make it to the Diagon Alley…" Hermione cried.
"I'm fine, 'Mione," Harry said. "Really," he added, seeing her disbelieving face.
"Okay." Hermione stuttered.
Harry rolled his eyes and glanced around the Station. "Where's Ron?"
"I think he went looking for you, also… Well, it doesn't matter now. We're going to be late if we don't go now!"
They were trying to find a compartment and Hermione started talking about everything– her vacation, new spells she learned, books she read… – but Harry wasn't listening… He was thinking. He had been thinking a lot lately.
Harry Potter had changed very much during the summer. He had become even more powerful than had been before. This summer, Harry received a letter from Dumbledore, telling him that he had had some kind of burst of power… The Headmaster hadn't been very clear about it. But Harry had promised himself that he would ask as soon as he could.
"Harry. Harry! Can you here me? Harry!"
"Wha- Hermione! You don't need to shout!"
Hermione looked embarrassed. "Well, you didn't answer me… And you know that I like to be heard when I speak…"
Harry knew. Hermione – though she would never admit it – could get very annoying when she wanted.
"What were you talking about, anyway?"
She rolled her eyes. "Never mind." Then she added, "Let's find Ron."
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Harry looked at the Headmaster, suddenly feeling very happy to be back. He was hoping to have a normal year but, of course, he knew that a normal year was not possible at Hogwarts and the fact that he was Harry Potter and had a Dark Lord after him didn't help at all
But I'm safe here, he repeated to himself over a thousand times. Even if he didn't like to admit, Harry was scared. Not only for his friends, for his Godfather, but for himself too. The Dark Lord, he knew, wasn't invincible… But, neither was he. He was lucky to survive all those times Voldemort tried to kill him. But, he knew also, that this luck wouldn't last forever.
"Welcome to Hogwarts!" The Headmaster said gleefully. Harry realized that he had missed the whole sorting while occupied with his musings.
"As I said last term to those who were here, the Dark Lord has returned." There were a few gasps from some first years who didn't know about Voldemort's return.
"Due to that, we've decided that you cannot go outside past the sunset and Hogsmeade visits will be cancelled to all years." A few groans were heard but the Headmaster paid no attention to them.
"Now I have a few things to say. Firstly, let's welcome our new Defense Against the Dark Arts' professor, Professor Remus Lupin; those who studied here two years ago might remember him." The whole Great Hall – even a few Slytherins – clapped excitedly at these words.
"As you all know, the Forbidden Forest is, well, forbidden to all students. Now, let the feast begin!" Dumbledore said to his beloved students.
The students didn't need to be told twice, in minutes everyone started eating, chatting with their friends about what they did on the summer and those things.
"Mr. Potter?"
Harry turned to find Professor McGonagall behind him. "Yes, Professor?"
"The Headmaster wants to talk to you after the feast." She lowered herself a bit and whispered the password in his ear.
"What do you think Dumbledore wants with you?" Ron asked, still looking where his teacher had left.
Harry shook his head. "I don't know, Ron. I don't know."
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"Peanuts," Harry said to the Gargoyle. It started turning around, revealing a stone staircase. Harry climbed it and knocked on the door of his Headmaster's Office.
"Come in, Harry."
Harry did as he was told. He was a little nervous; he had been there before… In his second year and in the end of his fourth… When he told Dumbledore and Sirius what happened on the third task of the Triwizard Tournament. The third task…Cedric… He thought, sadly. Though he knew Cedric Diggory's death wasn't he's fault, he still felt guilty. If I had been quicker… If I hadn't asked him to take the Cup with me… Stop it, Potter! Don't go in there!
"Harry?" Dumbledore said, bringing him back from his 'dream world'. "Why don't you sit down?"
"I've asked you to come…" He started. "Because I found something that I think you would like to know."
Harry looked carefully at the man sitting in front of him.
"And what would that be?"
"Harry, I… We think that your father is alive."
Harry's eyes widened. "How-" Harry tried to ask but Dumbledore silenced him.
"Have you ever heard about the Coma Curse?"
"No, sir." Harry asked, confusing. What does this have to do with anything?
"It's a curse that makes the person sleep and just wake up years after," Dumbledore said, as if he was in class, teaching students once again. "There's a problem, though. It appears the Lord Voldemort knows this, too."
"But, professor, who cast it? Voldemort wouldn't make a mistake, would he?"
Dumbledore smiled at the boy. "No, he wouldn't. You're right, Harry. But Voldemort didn't cast the Curse."
"If not him, then who?"
"You did it, Harry." He said simply.
"But, profe-""It's late, Harry. You should go to sleep."
"But…" Harry tried to argue.
"Please, Harry. Oh! I was almost forgetting." His face grew serious again. "Harry, it's imperative that no one knows that he's alive."
"What?" Harry couldn't believe what he heard. "Professor, you can't do this!"
"Harry, Voldemort already knows James is alive. If he finds him, he could…"
"What, he could what?"
"Nothing, Harry. Please, trust me… Don't tell anyone anything."
Harry closed his eyes. "If I must."
"Are you okay, Harry?" Dumbledore asked him, concerned.
Harry smiled a little. "No, but I will be…" Then he added. "I think."
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Oh, by the way, I'd like to thank my dear Beta-Reader (for HP): RedFeather. And my friend Aurora Wolf!