NOTE: **This fic is NOT by me. It's by a friend from school who doesn't
have a fanfiction.net screen name. I AM NOT TAKING ANY CREDIT. Oh, and my
apologies for how this chapter turned out when I first posted it. It was
one big blob of words, so hopefully this time it shows up as paragraphs.
Bear with me if it doesn't 'cause I'll fix it ASAP.
-Nicole**
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot and everything else belongs to the queen of literature J.K.Rowling. I am making no profit from this story.
AN: This is my first fic so I would really like some advice. I don't mind flame so if you don't like it say so. I prefer advice to flames though Hope you like it. -Shortstuff
The Hogwarts Express came to a screeching halt and there was much effort to get of the train. Harry grabbed Hedwig and Ginny had Pigwidgeon's cage tucked under one and a one-handed grip on Crookshanks who was howling madly. Ron and Hermione had gone ahead to take care of their prefect duties so Ginny was left to carry both Crookshanks and Pigwidgeon.
"Hey Ginny want some help with Crookshanks?" Harry asked now eyeing the cat, which was attempting to scratch Ginny's arm.
"Sure, thanks Harry," Ginny replied handing Harry Pigwidgeon's cage and took a two-handed hold on Crookshanks who snuggled up against Ginny looking far more comfortable.
Harry looked around and saw near the lake Hagrid's massive form surrounded by the usual group of first years whom to Harry looked shorter than ever. Was he imagining it or did they get shorter each year. As harry turned away he saw Ginny had found an empty coach and was clambering in. Hesitating only to quickly scan the thinning crowd for Ron and Hermione and climbing in when he saw them climbing into a coach some distance away.
The inside was cozy and smelled somewhat of hay. Harry looked up and saw Ginny brushing a strand of elegant hair from her face. Harry noticed that she was far taller than he remembered and her amber eyes had some sign of maturity that had been missing these past five years. Her chestnut eyes glinted in the dim light that the lantern provided and her obedient hair fell back behind her shoulders in a shocking wall of red. Ginny seemed not to notice Harry's gaze but merely stroked Crookshanks repeatedly. But harry was awakened most abruptly by the sudden halting of the coach.
Wondering how he could not have noticed the beauty of Ginny and merely thought of her as Ron's sister Harry clambered out. But unaware of what he was doing Harry missed the step and tumbled out in a heap on the pavement.
"Are u all right Harry?" Ginny asked reaching down to help him up.
Her hand felt cool to the touch and harry felt blood rushing into his cheeks as she helped him up. Not bothering to reply Harry preoccupied himself with checking to see whether Hedwig was all right from the fall.
Harry felt he had mad a fool of himself in front of Ginny but what did it matter that matter it was just Ginny. Feeling slightly confused Harry tried to push the thought away. Putting a look of satisfaction on his face he turned around and said, "Hedwig is fine, here's Pigwidgeon Ron. Harry handed Ron pig's cage and followed Hermione through the entrance.
Harry barley got a glimpse of the thousands of floating candles when Harry felt a hand on his shoulder. Harry turned around abruptly pulling out his wand.
"No need to worry Harry it's only me, I just wanted to talk to you about something, said Dumbledore "would you please follow me to my office.
Turning for a quick glance at Hermione and Ron Harry noticed that neither of them had noticed Harry was no longer following them but the were giggling in a guilty fashion. Slowly Harry turned and followed Dumbledore. It seemed odd to see Ron and Hermione so happy together; being so used to seeing them bickering.
"Sugar mice," said Dumbledore clearly. With out even noticing it harry followed Dumbledore up the staircase and seated himself on the chair facing Dumbledore and only then could he push the picture of Ron and Hermione laughing out of his mind. Harry did not know why his two best friends getting along so well bothered him but it just seemed as though there was something he didn't know about that would explain their behavior.
"Something on your mind Harry? Dumbledore asked his eyes glinting with mild interest.
Oh its nothing," said Harry all to quickly, " you wanted to see me about something?" trying desperately to get his mind of the subject. Something told him that Hermione had spent the entire summer over at the burrow and the thought of this made his insides boil to an exploding point.
" Yes, I decided many years ago that I wasn't going to tell you this unless you asked but I can hide this no longer," said Dumbledore in a weary voice. " I need not ask why you did not question me on this matter. But I shall tell you for I think you have a right to know. Although you may have never wondered where you're parents were buried I believe you are at an age to handle this piece of information now.
An odd buzzing noise filled Harry's ears and he couldn't think properly and his mind went blank. He struggled to speak but nothing came out there was a giant lump in his throat. It was all he could do to take a deep breath and sit there staring blankly at Dumbledore.
"Pardon," said Harry thinking he had misheard the headmaster.
As you may know your parents' bodies were found in your old house and they were buried with a small funeral a few days after with only the closest of friends attending. It was located in the outskirts of Hogsmeade past the shrieking shack and past the cave where Sirius hid out. Also I would like to tell you that you can find Sirius's gravestone there as well. It is quiet place beyond the hills and you are permitted to visit it on hogsmead weekends however you are not permitted to go alone," said Dumbledore in his unwavering calm voice.
Hardly aware of what he was doing Harry got up and left Dumbledore's office. His ears were still filled with buzzing and suddenly he remembered the green flashes of light that he dreamed about in his youth. Feeling dazed he wandered into the Great Hall and sat down next to Dean and Neville. Harry looked up at staff table and saw Dumbledore was gazing intently at sorting hat, which had begun to sing.
After the last of the shrimpy first years had been sorted Dumbledore rose from his seat and gave the usual start of term notices. A few moments later the golden dishes before them were piled with food and conversations broke out across the hall. Harry hardly felt hungry and would have preferred to go to bed but he didn't know the password and he didn't think talking to Ron or Hermione was going to help his mood right now. Harry sat there poking a fork trough the salmon on his plate when Neville turned to him.
"So how was your summer Harry?" questioned Neville.
"Oh not that bad nothing to do really, I was bored mainly that's all," Harry replied although only mildly aware that he was talking to Neville. Pictures of his parents' wedding kept flashing in front of his eyes and suddenly he was reminded of the one with their best man in it.
Memories of his godfather came back to him and he felt the tears stinging behind his eyes. He got up to leave suddenly, but Neville had turned back to Colin on his other side didn't seem to notice. However up at the staff table Dumbledore did notice.
Harry wandered through the halls not noticing where he was going walking up a flight of stairs he ran into peeves who was sliding down the banister. As he whizzed past he blew a raspberry at Harry but he didn't have the energy to react. Somehow he found himself outside the portrait hole but he just sat against the cold stone wall hoping that the feast would end soon so he would have the password. Trying to clear his mind he searched for a different topic and landed on Hermione and Ron. He had the feeling that they were hiding something from him and that hurt him to think that they didn't even bother telling him.
After what seemed like ages he could make out the sound of hundreds of students in the floors below. The first person to come up to the portrait hole was Ginny. She seemed genuinely surprised to see Harry up there.
"How did you get up here so fast? She asked with mild bewilderment in her voice.
"I left early I wasn't that hungry, guess I ate to much on the train, I got up here and realized I didn't know the new password," said Harry blushing slightly because he knew he sounded stupid.
" Oh, well the new password is Ginger Newt," said Ginny.
The portrait swung forward and Ginny Harry entered the common room. " How did you know the password did you ask Ron or Hermione?" asked Harry.
" No didn't you know I'm a prefect I'm supposed to show the new Gryffindors the way but Colin was OK with doing it on his own so I decided to go to bed early," said Ginny
" Well congratulations on being made a prefect and goodnight I'm going to bed," said harry as he turned and walked across the common room toward the stairs.
"Goodnight then Harry," replied Ginny
Harry collapsed on his four poster bed not bothering to change. After a moment he sat up and reached into the trunk at the foot of his bed and pulled out the album Hagrid had given in his first year. Lying back down on the bed Harry turned to a picture of just his mom and dad. He sat there watching his parents waving at him. Slowly he put the album away and lay still on his back thinking about why Dumbledore hadn't told him sooner. He would have liked to visit their grave although it would make him immeasurably sad. Somehow he knew that it would provide some comfort to him.
Harry heard Ron enter and pretended to be asleep.
"Harry," Ron whispered. Clearly thinking Harry was asleep he changed and went to bed.
All through the night Harry lay awake pondering Dumbledore's words. As he saw the faint colours of the sun through the gap in the curtain he got up and headed down to breakfast. ~ End of chapter 1 ~ TBC
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot and everything else belongs to the queen of literature J.K.Rowling. I am making no profit from this story.
AN: This is my first fic so I would really like some advice. I don't mind flame so if you don't like it say so. I prefer advice to flames though Hope you like it. -Shortstuff
The Hogwarts Express came to a screeching halt and there was much effort to get of the train. Harry grabbed Hedwig and Ginny had Pigwidgeon's cage tucked under one and a one-handed grip on Crookshanks who was howling madly. Ron and Hermione had gone ahead to take care of their prefect duties so Ginny was left to carry both Crookshanks and Pigwidgeon.
"Hey Ginny want some help with Crookshanks?" Harry asked now eyeing the cat, which was attempting to scratch Ginny's arm.
"Sure, thanks Harry," Ginny replied handing Harry Pigwidgeon's cage and took a two-handed hold on Crookshanks who snuggled up against Ginny looking far more comfortable.
Harry looked around and saw near the lake Hagrid's massive form surrounded by the usual group of first years whom to Harry looked shorter than ever. Was he imagining it or did they get shorter each year. As harry turned away he saw Ginny had found an empty coach and was clambering in. Hesitating only to quickly scan the thinning crowd for Ron and Hermione and climbing in when he saw them climbing into a coach some distance away.
The inside was cozy and smelled somewhat of hay. Harry looked up and saw Ginny brushing a strand of elegant hair from her face. Harry noticed that she was far taller than he remembered and her amber eyes had some sign of maturity that had been missing these past five years. Her chestnut eyes glinted in the dim light that the lantern provided and her obedient hair fell back behind her shoulders in a shocking wall of red. Ginny seemed not to notice Harry's gaze but merely stroked Crookshanks repeatedly. But harry was awakened most abruptly by the sudden halting of the coach.
Wondering how he could not have noticed the beauty of Ginny and merely thought of her as Ron's sister Harry clambered out. But unaware of what he was doing Harry missed the step and tumbled out in a heap on the pavement.
"Are u all right Harry?" Ginny asked reaching down to help him up.
Her hand felt cool to the touch and harry felt blood rushing into his cheeks as she helped him up. Not bothering to reply Harry preoccupied himself with checking to see whether Hedwig was all right from the fall.
Harry felt he had mad a fool of himself in front of Ginny but what did it matter that matter it was just Ginny. Feeling slightly confused Harry tried to push the thought away. Putting a look of satisfaction on his face he turned around and said, "Hedwig is fine, here's Pigwidgeon Ron. Harry handed Ron pig's cage and followed Hermione through the entrance.
Harry barley got a glimpse of the thousands of floating candles when Harry felt a hand on his shoulder. Harry turned around abruptly pulling out his wand.
"No need to worry Harry it's only me, I just wanted to talk to you about something, said Dumbledore "would you please follow me to my office.
Turning for a quick glance at Hermione and Ron Harry noticed that neither of them had noticed Harry was no longer following them but the were giggling in a guilty fashion. Slowly Harry turned and followed Dumbledore. It seemed odd to see Ron and Hermione so happy together; being so used to seeing them bickering.
"Sugar mice," said Dumbledore clearly. With out even noticing it harry followed Dumbledore up the staircase and seated himself on the chair facing Dumbledore and only then could he push the picture of Ron and Hermione laughing out of his mind. Harry did not know why his two best friends getting along so well bothered him but it just seemed as though there was something he didn't know about that would explain their behavior.
"Something on your mind Harry? Dumbledore asked his eyes glinting with mild interest.
Oh its nothing," said Harry all to quickly, " you wanted to see me about something?" trying desperately to get his mind of the subject. Something told him that Hermione had spent the entire summer over at the burrow and the thought of this made his insides boil to an exploding point.
" Yes, I decided many years ago that I wasn't going to tell you this unless you asked but I can hide this no longer," said Dumbledore in a weary voice. " I need not ask why you did not question me on this matter. But I shall tell you for I think you have a right to know. Although you may have never wondered where you're parents were buried I believe you are at an age to handle this piece of information now.
An odd buzzing noise filled Harry's ears and he couldn't think properly and his mind went blank. He struggled to speak but nothing came out there was a giant lump in his throat. It was all he could do to take a deep breath and sit there staring blankly at Dumbledore.
"Pardon," said Harry thinking he had misheard the headmaster.
As you may know your parents' bodies were found in your old house and they were buried with a small funeral a few days after with only the closest of friends attending. It was located in the outskirts of Hogsmeade past the shrieking shack and past the cave where Sirius hid out. Also I would like to tell you that you can find Sirius's gravestone there as well. It is quiet place beyond the hills and you are permitted to visit it on hogsmead weekends however you are not permitted to go alone," said Dumbledore in his unwavering calm voice.
Hardly aware of what he was doing Harry got up and left Dumbledore's office. His ears were still filled with buzzing and suddenly he remembered the green flashes of light that he dreamed about in his youth. Feeling dazed he wandered into the Great Hall and sat down next to Dean and Neville. Harry looked up at staff table and saw Dumbledore was gazing intently at sorting hat, which had begun to sing.
After the last of the shrimpy first years had been sorted Dumbledore rose from his seat and gave the usual start of term notices. A few moments later the golden dishes before them were piled with food and conversations broke out across the hall. Harry hardly felt hungry and would have preferred to go to bed but he didn't know the password and he didn't think talking to Ron or Hermione was going to help his mood right now. Harry sat there poking a fork trough the salmon on his plate when Neville turned to him.
"So how was your summer Harry?" questioned Neville.
"Oh not that bad nothing to do really, I was bored mainly that's all," Harry replied although only mildly aware that he was talking to Neville. Pictures of his parents' wedding kept flashing in front of his eyes and suddenly he was reminded of the one with their best man in it.
Memories of his godfather came back to him and he felt the tears stinging behind his eyes. He got up to leave suddenly, but Neville had turned back to Colin on his other side didn't seem to notice. However up at the staff table Dumbledore did notice.
Harry wandered through the halls not noticing where he was going walking up a flight of stairs he ran into peeves who was sliding down the banister. As he whizzed past he blew a raspberry at Harry but he didn't have the energy to react. Somehow he found himself outside the portrait hole but he just sat against the cold stone wall hoping that the feast would end soon so he would have the password. Trying to clear his mind he searched for a different topic and landed on Hermione and Ron. He had the feeling that they were hiding something from him and that hurt him to think that they didn't even bother telling him.
After what seemed like ages he could make out the sound of hundreds of students in the floors below. The first person to come up to the portrait hole was Ginny. She seemed genuinely surprised to see Harry up there.
"How did you get up here so fast? She asked with mild bewilderment in her voice.
"I left early I wasn't that hungry, guess I ate to much on the train, I got up here and realized I didn't know the new password," said Harry blushing slightly because he knew he sounded stupid.
" Oh, well the new password is Ginger Newt," said Ginny.
The portrait swung forward and Ginny Harry entered the common room. " How did you know the password did you ask Ron or Hermione?" asked Harry.
" No didn't you know I'm a prefect I'm supposed to show the new Gryffindors the way but Colin was OK with doing it on his own so I decided to go to bed early," said Ginny
" Well congratulations on being made a prefect and goodnight I'm going to bed," said harry as he turned and walked across the common room toward the stairs.
"Goodnight then Harry," replied Ginny
Harry collapsed on his four poster bed not bothering to change. After a moment he sat up and reached into the trunk at the foot of his bed and pulled out the album Hagrid had given in his first year. Lying back down on the bed Harry turned to a picture of just his mom and dad. He sat there watching his parents waving at him. Slowly he put the album away and lay still on his back thinking about why Dumbledore hadn't told him sooner. He would have liked to visit their grave although it would make him immeasurably sad. Somehow he knew that it would provide some comfort to him.
Harry heard Ron enter and pretended to be asleep.
"Harry," Ron whispered. Clearly thinking Harry was asleep he changed and went to bed.
All through the night Harry lay awake pondering Dumbledore's words. As he saw the faint colours of the sun through the gap in the curtain he got up and headed down to breakfast. ~ End of chapter 1 ~ TBC