Ok. So I'm at my grandparents house until Wednesday since my sister needs them and I have to stay with her. I cant even sleep over with a friend. But I'm really bored and started writing this since I wasn't in the mood for TTS and I didn't bring my notebook for HotD and even though I have an idea of the next chapter, I wrote down everything in the notebook. And even though we are close enough to DRIVE to my house to get it they say, "No, you're happy enough here and there are enough activities." Well! SO I started this! I will probaly write a lot of this while I'm here and then I'll see for later. Expect an update. Now, this isn't a mystery story, so if it's easy peasy to guess what's happening, TOO BAD, and It will be said soon anyway. Dumbles, Weasley, Hermione and much more bashing because I want to. I don't really have anything else to say now. SO. . . Hope you like! (And if don't, don't complain in the reviews)


Harry gasped in pain, struggling to crawl over to where Ginny was sprawled on the ground. Fawkes sang in sorrow, nuzzling against Harry, the young boy looking at him desperately.
"Fawkes!" Harry wheezed, "Get Ginny out of here!"
Fawkes let out a shrill cry of dis pair before lifting the small girl up by her robes as gently as he could with his sharp talons. He looked to the young hero, who smiled reassuringly at him, before he quickly soared away.
Harry took a deep breath looking at his punctured arm and looked to where the huge basilisk lay dead. He hobbled over clutching his arm and looking at the 60-foot monster. His eyes moved over its impressive body before resting on it's large head.
He remembered how Fawkes had tried to claw out the beast's eyes only to flee when he felt danger and looked into the still bright, yellow eyes. A shudder ran through his body and he took a sharp intake in surprise. He let out a hiss as his arm closes and healed itself, taking all pain with it. He panted heavily and knocked on the door a few times before violently swinging them open.
"Harry!" Dumbledore's eyes widened, "How did you escape?"
"Er. . . Fawkes healed me with his tears and I told him to fly up here with Ginny and I ran up on my own. Ginny is okay, right. Sir." Harry thought quickly.
The old man's eyes twinkled and Harry uncomfortably looked away, "Ah yes. Miss Weasley is perfectly fine. Fawkes did a good job then. Are you okay my boy? What did Fawkes heal?"
"I'm fine." Harry said on new instinct, knowing he couldn't tell Dumbledore the truth, "The basilisk's tail hit me and I flew into a wall."
"Ah!" Dumbledore remarked.
"Can I see Ginny?" Harry asked hoping to get away from the Headmaster.
"She was affected greatly and is currently in a magical coma until her soul heals."
"How long?" Harry complained, Dumbledore had said she was okay. How is that okay?
"Until September. Now Harry. Is what you told me what happened in the chamber?" Dumbledore's eyes twinkled.
Harry redirected his gaze from the Headmaster's eyes, something wasn't right. "Yes Headmaster."
The old Headmaster frowned, "You may go to dinner."

"Thank you Headmaster." Harry bowed his head and quickly scrambled to the great hall.

"Ah mate! Thanks for saving Ginny!" Rob quickly clapped him on the back. Harry didn't know what, nuts new unknown sense was telling him his best mate wasn't genuine. Harry smiled, trying to hide his new discovery, "Of course!" And sat down next to the redhead.

"And thanks to Professor Sprout and Madam Pomfrey, all affected by the monster are cured!" Dumbledore interrupted, looking down on his students.

But when Hermione ran up to them Harry didn't feel joy like he expected, the same weird new sense told him she didn't genuinely like him. But when he checked more, it was true. Harry frowned, forgetting Ron and Hermione next to him.

"Are you alright Harry?" Hermione asked.

"Fine. I'm glad your back, just thinking. I'm perfectly fine." Harry smiled at her.

"Good!" Hermione grinned, but Harry could feel she was lying, disappointed even.

The next morning at the platform, Harry waved to Ron and Hermione who were going home to loving families and slowly trudged after the Dursleys to Vernon's car.

"Mummy! Daddy! I don't want the freak in my second bedroom!" Dudley whined. Harry perked up, he was getting a bedroom!

"Shh, it's okay Duddikins! It's still your room, he just has to sleep in it. Or else the rest of the freaks will come and hurt us or take us away. You don't want that do you?" Petunia crooned.

Dudley only hurrumphed.

"Now listen boy. Any funny business or Mischief and you're out." Vernon threatened when they showed him into Dudley's second room. Harry only nodded and went right to bed.