Harry Potter : Fantasy? Nah…
"Are you sure he is the one?" Harry heard a strangely familiar voice rasp. "Really sure?" He couldn't quite place who the voice belonged to.
"Yes Goderick, he is the only one… I know how you feel, I don't want to give him up myself… but…"
Gryffindor??? Goderick Gryffindor? Harry wanted to jump with joy and open his eyes to catch a glimpse of his house ancestor, only to find he couldn't open his eyes, or his mouth for the matter. He twisted this way and that, hoping to get attention.
"Oh how stupid of me, he is still blindfolded. Visua!" Harry Potter felt a warm tingling feeling through out his face. He opened his eyes
"Mistergryffindorsir!"
"Hello Harry! How have you been?"
"Isthisreallyforreal?"
"Well yes. Did you think otherwise?" Goderick smiled warmly and stroked Harry's head. "So young, so innocent, yet so harmed by the descendant of my best friend."
"Whatshappeningmistergryffindorsir?"
"Uh, well, it's a bit hard to explain."
"Do you really know what he's talking Gryffindor? As far as I know, I can't understand what's going on." Rowena Ravenclaw cut in crossly.
"Well, I do have certain abilities, and he is MY descendant."
"WhatareyoudoinandwhatamIdoingheremistergryffindorsir?"
"Goderick Gryffindor! If you aren't going to say anything worthwhile, this is going to be a waste of our time and power."
"Okie, okie, don't get catty. Well Harry, you have to go back into the past."
"What?! Wait! Gryffindor! Ravenclaw! Wait! Wait!"
"Harry, Harry! Wake up! Wake UP!"
Harry woke up with a start, seeing Ron bouncing on his bed, slapping him like mad.
"Ron! RON! Get off me!" Harry screamed, scrambling off his bed in shock. "What the matter with you?"
"What's the matter with me? It's what's the matter with you! You were screaming out for Goderick Gryffindor and Ravenclaw so loud the whole of Hogwarts could hear you. What, you dreaming of Cho Chang again? Asking Gryffindor and Ravenclaw to give you their blessings in following their footsteps in being husband and wife aren't you?"
"For heaven's sakes, Gryffindor and Ravenclaw aren't married! In all your seven years at school haven't any of you read Hogwarts : A History even once?"
"Well, I mighta missed that section, Hermione. So sue me for not meticulously reading my school's history."
"Humph! Boys!" Hermione threw her hands up in despair and stomped out of the boys' dormiteries.
Harry and Ron looked at each other and shrugged their shoulders, then continued their bickering again.
"Guys! GUYS!!!!!" a horrible screech ended their heated conversation. "Get down for the sorting, and your dinner!"
"Yes, yes, we hear you Ms Missus-Weasley-wanna-be." Ron and Harry intoned piously, rolling their eyes two rounds in succession.
"I'll get you for that!" Ginny retorted and flew onto the four poster, into Harry's arms where he embraced her in a long kiss. Oh god, he is still as good as I dunno when! Ginny breathlessly held her posture, closing her eyes and letting Harry's lips touch hers.
"Ahem. I see we are a little busy here?" the shrewd voice penetrated the misty air. Ginny and Harry drew back in surprise, blushing bright red. "Get down for the sorting, now." Harry and the Weasley siblings pulled on their cloaks and dashed down the stairs into the Hall.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Harry, my office."
Harry obediently followed the wise old schoolmaster to his office. As he entered, he saw that Professor Mac Gonagall, Snape, Remus Lupin and Sirius were in the room. So he was not the only one invited to this party, and from their frowning expressions, something was wrong. He crossed the room to be with his father's two best friends, only noticing then that Remus Lupin had his hand tightly gripped on his fellow maurauder's shoulder.
"Remus, Sirius, what's wrong? What is going on? Professors? Professor Dumbledore?"
"Harry, sit down. You may have guessed that we have something important to discuss, you're right. And it also concerns you, that's why your nearest of kin in the magical world – Sirius and Remus, are present today."
Harry grew scared. He sat down between Sirius and Remus, glancing at both for answers, but not getting any.
Dumbledore sighed, rubbed his temples and focused on Harry. "Harry, I believe you had a very funny dream last night? I know all about it. Two of our school founders, Rowena Ravenclaw and Goderick Gryffindor came to you in a dream trying to tell you something in vain. Now, I will tell you everything."
Harry nodded and listened to what his respected headmaster had got to say.
"You need to go back into the past – more specifically your father's time, to prevent something which Voldermort has in mind. None of us know exactly what, so we, or rather Gryffindor decided to choose you, because you are his descendant and Voldermort is Slytherin's."
Harry was overwhelmed with emotion. Voldermort and Slytherin. He was so sick of those two names. Because of them, he could not live a normal life, always having to dodge and hide. Because of them, Cedric had sacrificed his life, and Cho had avoided him ever since. Because of them, he could not grow up and have the normal childhood that he should have with his parents, instead of being bullied all his life by the Dursleys, also causing him to carry an ugly scar for all of his seventeen years. He hated them. It was childish, but still he hated them for all the destruction and chaos they had caused in his life.
"Harry, I am not going to force you. You have to deal with this on your own. Maybe you can tell me how bad I was last time. No one seems to remember, I wonder why." Sirius forced a smile. "Go, and save the world like how your father imagined you to be – Superman."
Remus gritted his teeth and encouraged Harry too. "It is an honour watching you grow, and an honour in letting you go on this trip. Gryffindor obviously has his reasons. And Sirius and I have our reasons in letting you go."
"Sirius and Remus… I don't want to leave you guys. It's scary to see you not knowing me at all. I don't want to go on this mission."
"Nonsense Mister Potter. You are not just a representative of the school taking on petty Quidditch matches. You are on a world-wide mission that would mean death or victory for every one in this world. Muggles and witches alike." Minerva Mac Gonagall stiffly commented.
"Yes Potter, now's the time to do your heroic stunts. You always wanted to do that didn't you?" sneered Snape.
"I am not saying anymore Harry, the choice is now up to you." Dumbledore calmly sat at his desk, looking fully in Harry's emerald eyes.
Harry took a look around the room. Four pairs of somber eyes stared back at him. It was decided, he would take the challenge.
"What do I have to do Professor?"
"Are you sure he is the one?" Harry heard a strangely familiar voice rasp. "Really sure?" He couldn't quite place who the voice belonged to.
"Yes Goderick, he is the only one… I know how you feel, I don't want to give him up myself… but…"
Gryffindor??? Goderick Gryffindor? Harry wanted to jump with joy and open his eyes to catch a glimpse of his house ancestor, only to find he couldn't open his eyes, or his mouth for the matter. He twisted this way and that, hoping to get attention.
"Oh how stupid of me, he is still blindfolded. Visua!" Harry Potter felt a warm tingling feeling through out his face. He opened his eyes
"Mistergryffindorsir!"
"Hello Harry! How have you been?"
"Isthisreallyforreal?"
"Well yes. Did you think otherwise?" Goderick smiled warmly and stroked Harry's head. "So young, so innocent, yet so harmed by the descendant of my best friend."
"Whatshappeningmistergryffindorsir?"
"Uh, well, it's a bit hard to explain."
"Do you really know what he's talking Gryffindor? As far as I know, I can't understand what's going on." Rowena Ravenclaw cut in crossly.
"Well, I do have certain abilities, and he is MY descendant."
"WhatareyoudoinandwhatamIdoingheremistergryffindorsir?"
"Goderick Gryffindor! If you aren't going to say anything worthwhile, this is going to be a waste of our time and power."
"Okie, okie, don't get catty. Well Harry, you have to go back into the past."
"What?! Wait! Gryffindor! Ravenclaw! Wait! Wait!"
"Harry, Harry! Wake up! Wake UP!"
Harry woke up with a start, seeing Ron bouncing on his bed, slapping him like mad.
"Ron! RON! Get off me!" Harry screamed, scrambling off his bed in shock. "What the matter with you?"
"What's the matter with me? It's what's the matter with you! You were screaming out for Goderick Gryffindor and Ravenclaw so loud the whole of Hogwarts could hear you. What, you dreaming of Cho Chang again? Asking Gryffindor and Ravenclaw to give you their blessings in following their footsteps in being husband and wife aren't you?"
"For heaven's sakes, Gryffindor and Ravenclaw aren't married! In all your seven years at school haven't any of you read Hogwarts : A History even once?"
"Well, I mighta missed that section, Hermione. So sue me for not meticulously reading my school's history."
"Humph! Boys!" Hermione threw her hands up in despair and stomped out of the boys' dormiteries.
Harry and Ron looked at each other and shrugged their shoulders, then continued their bickering again.
"Guys! GUYS!!!!!" a horrible screech ended their heated conversation. "Get down for the sorting, and your dinner!"
"Yes, yes, we hear you Ms Missus-Weasley-wanna-be." Ron and Harry intoned piously, rolling their eyes two rounds in succession.
"I'll get you for that!" Ginny retorted and flew onto the four poster, into Harry's arms where he embraced her in a long kiss. Oh god, he is still as good as I dunno when! Ginny breathlessly held her posture, closing her eyes and letting Harry's lips touch hers.
"Ahem. I see we are a little busy here?" the shrewd voice penetrated the misty air. Ginny and Harry drew back in surprise, blushing bright red. "Get down for the sorting, now." Harry and the Weasley siblings pulled on their cloaks and dashed down the stairs into the Hall.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Harry, my office."
Harry obediently followed the wise old schoolmaster to his office. As he entered, he saw that Professor Mac Gonagall, Snape, Remus Lupin and Sirius were in the room. So he was not the only one invited to this party, and from their frowning expressions, something was wrong. He crossed the room to be with his father's two best friends, only noticing then that Remus Lupin had his hand tightly gripped on his fellow maurauder's shoulder.
"Remus, Sirius, what's wrong? What is going on? Professors? Professor Dumbledore?"
"Harry, sit down. You may have guessed that we have something important to discuss, you're right. And it also concerns you, that's why your nearest of kin in the magical world – Sirius and Remus, are present today."
Harry grew scared. He sat down between Sirius and Remus, glancing at both for answers, but not getting any.
Dumbledore sighed, rubbed his temples and focused on Harry. "Harry, I believe you had a very funny dream last night? I know all about it. Two of our school founders, Rowena Ravenclaw and Goderick Gryffindor came to you in a dream trying to tell you something in vain. Now, I will tell you everything."
Harry nodded and listened to what his respected headmaster had got to say.
"You need to go back into the past – more specifically your father's time, to prevent something which Voldermort has in mind. None of us know exactly what, so we, or rather Gryffindor decided to choose you, because you are his descendant and Voldermort is Slytherin's."
Harry was overwhelmed with emotion. Voldermort and Slytherin. He was so sick of those two names. Because of them, he could not live a normal life, always having to dodge and hide. Because of them, Cedric had sacrificed his life, and Cho had avoided him ever since. Because of them, he could not grow up and have the normal childhood that he should have with his parents, instead of being bullied all his life by the Dursleys, also causing him to carry an ugly scar for all of his seventeen years. He hated them. It was childish, but still he hated them for all the destruction and chaos they had caused in his life.
"Harry, I am not going to force you. You have to deal with this on your own. Maybe you can tell me how bad I was last time. No one seems to remember, I wonder why." Sirius forced a smile. "Go, and save the world like how your father imagined you to be – Superman."
Remus gritted his teeth and encouraged Harry too. "It is an honour watching you grow, and an honour in letting you go on this trip. Gryffindor obviously has his reasons. And Sirius and I have our reasons in letting you go."
"Sirius and Remus… I don't want to leave you guys. It's scary to see you not knowing me at all. I don't want to go on this mission."
"Nonsense Mister Potter. You are not just a representative of the school taking on petty Quidditch matches. You are on a world-wide mission that would mean death or victory for every one in this world. Muggles and witches alike." Minerva Mac Gonagall stiffly commented.
"Yes Potter, now's the time to do your heroic stunts. You always wanted to do that didn't you?" sneered Snape.
"I am not saying anymore Harry, the choice is now up to you." Dumbledore calmly sat at his desk, looking fully in Harry's emerald eyes.
Harry took a look around the room. Four pairs of somber eyes stared back at him. It was decided, he would take the challenge.
"What do I have to do Professor?"