Harry and the return of Fear.

Harry never meant to get involved with other

peoples business, but somehow he always

seemed to manage it.


He was in his 4th year at Hogwarts and it all

started when Snape was, as per usual being

his kind, loving self and making Harrys time

in his presence as unhappy as humanley

possible.

Harry was in double potions....Ugh! and so far

had lost Gyriffindor 50 points for sneezing.

He couldn't beleive how unfair Snape was

being to him. Neither could Ron or Hermione

who were Harry's best mates.

"I could kill Snape today",growled an angry

Ron "and as for Malfoy, i'de love to turn him

into a ferret like Moody did last week!"

Harry laughed and lost Gyriffindor another

30 points.

At last the bell rang and there was a rush

towards the door.

Then Dumbledore entered looking grave.

Harry strained his ears to hear and heard

the words "Vol" "pow" and "blac".

Puzzling over this he left the room.

As he hurried up to the common room he

mulled over what he had heard.

As he paused in front of the fat lady to give

the password "filderyouch" he suddenly

realized what he had heard. But who was
"
pow?"

Wait a minute.....Power! Thats it. Black owled

Dumbledore to tell him Voldermoet was

gaining power!

Harry's heart stopped at the thought of it.

Voldermort had tried to kill him when he was

1 after killing his parents, but somehow, no

living person knew why he survived and it

rebounded onto Voldermort and nearly killed

him.

Powerless he fled and Harry became famous!

Yet he had met Voldermort twice since and

nearly died.Would he be so lucky this time?

Only time would tell.

..............To be continued.