Harry Potter and the Discovery of the Past
Summary Harry Potter, 5th year, Voldemort, Death Eaters, Order of the Phoenix, Heirs, Revelations, Danger, New Discoveries, New Powers, Marauders, Pranks, Dumbledore, the Old Crowd. Just a normal year then!!!
Disclaimer Well, who do you think it belongs to? What's mine is mine, what isn't is not.
Chapter 1 - Return to Hogwarts
It was a bitterly cold morning on September the 1st. The unseasonably cold weather was making the majority of people depressed. In one house in a corner of Surrey the residents were certainly miserable but the again this was not only down to the temperature; these particular people were almost impossible to cheer up. Today it would have been even harder than usual for today they were being forced to remember that the fourth member of their household existed. The Dursleys had spent the entire summer holidays ignoring Harry, as if they thought this would make him go away. It had not worked. But now Harry was leaving, they were angry. Harry had managed to trick his uncle into giving him a lift to the station. Vernon Dursley was fuming. There was a chance he would bump into another one of Harrys sort, for Harry was a wizard and if there was one thing (there were actually many) that the Dursleys despised it was magic.
The journey to the station passed by without major event however, Harry was glad to be away from the tense atmosphere that had seemed to be choking him throughout the summer. Although he was not sure that the atmosphere at his school, Hogwarts, would be much better. Harry did not know much about current happenings in the wizarding world having been almost entirely cut off from it for the holidays save a few letters. At the end of the last term, an evil wizard, known as Lord Voldemort, had been reborn after having lost his power fourteen years ago, and his presence was being gradually made known to the wizarding world. Not that many of them believed it. Many were not affected yet; all the killings were muggles (non magical people) so the Daily Prophet newspaper did not report on them. Fudge, the minister for magic, denied it outright and had banned people from speaking of the possibility.
Harry took a deep breath and entered the platform. The first thing that hit him was the noise and the crowd. Everyone seemed to be yelling their goodbyes at the top of their voices. Harry headed for the train, he only had about two minutes remaining before it left and he didn't want to miss it, he could find his friend once he was aboard.
As he walked down the train checking the carriages for Ron and Hermione, Harry caught many snatches of the different conversations. One main topic of conversation seemed to be about Voldemort.
"Do you think it's true what Dumbledore said, I mean, he wouldn't lie about something like that."
"Could he really be back, how could he be back"
"Dumbledore must be mistaken, You Know Who has not done anything for over fourteen years" "If he was back, he'd have shown himself by now"
Harry know that it was only a matter of time before it came to the point that nobody could doubt his return any longer though not everyone seemed to think that this was a bad thing. Harry heard a particular group of Slytherins talking about the advice that they would give him of who should be killed. This angered Harry, Malfoy did not have a clue what the was talking about, he looked upon the whole thing as a game, but it was not, far from it.
Eventually, Harry came to the compartment he was looking for. He paused for a moment before he went in, just as the train started moving, Ron and Hermiones voices drifted towards him.
"What could have happened to him? Do you think it's bad? I hope he's OK, oh no, what if something's gone wrong? Oh Ron, I'm really worried"
"Hermione, calm down" Ron finally managed to interrupt.
Harry was slightly surprised; Hermione was normally very practical, he expected Ron to be the one panicking. He pushed open the door.
"I'm OK, no need to panic, the trains only just pulled off."
Hermione immediately jumped up and hugged him.
"You're alright, you're alright, I'm so so glad." Ron and Harry looked at each other with both amusement and puzzlement.
"Er, Hermione" Harry ventured after a while "Would it be OK if you could let go now?"
Ron burst out laughing, Harry looked embarrassed, Hermione still looked very relieved.
"We thought something bad had happened Ron, what's so funny about that?"
"It's.. just...it's just.." but Ron could not stop laughing look enough to speak. Hermione looked at Harry but he just shrugged, he did not know anymore than Hermione.
Eventually, everything calmed down and they spent the majority of the journey having fun. Ron had just finished speaking about some of the new inventions his brothers, Fred and George, had come up with over the summer when the train announcer stated that they had ten minutes until their arrival. Ron and Harry hurried to be changed, Hermione had already got changed and was now moaning that they left everything until the last minute.
"And I bet that you haven't even started revising for your OWLs yet"
Harry and Ron stared at each other horrified.
"OWLs Hermione? They're a year away!"
"They begin exactly ten months from now and if we aren't revising then we won't get the marks that we are capable of"
"But Hermione, how can we revise what we haven't studied yet, I mean, surely we have got to complete the work first?"
"Haven't studied? What have you spent the summer holidays doing?"
"Having a holiday" Ron muttered to Harry, but Hermione heard him. She looked disapprovingly at both of them and not for the first time, Harry thought that she had a face to rival McGonagall.
"I would have thought you of all people would be serious about your education. If not for the OWLs then for other matters. I would have thought that you would be preparing as best you can in case something happens"
Harry was speechless, Ron did not seem much better but at that moment the train pulled to a halt, and the conversation was lost in the rush to get to the carriages to take them to the castle.
The trio entered the Great Hall. Harry could feel peoples eyes following him as he walked over to the Gryffindor table. It was certainly not unusual to have people stare at him but Harry felt uncomfortable. He knew that people were wondering about the events of the previous year and his part in them. The atmosphere in the room seemed tense but this was not surprising. As they reached their seats, they found themselves greeted cheerfully by those around them. The gryffindors at least did not doubt Harry.
All of the older students seated, the main doors to the hall opened once again and in walked a line of very scared looking first years led by McGonagall. She left them in a line facing the other students and proceeded to the Staff Table. Harry looked at the first years, wondering of there was anybody's brother or sister he could recognise. Then his eyes fell on the Staff Table, hoping to see who their new DADA teacher was. Dumbledore was missing.
As Harry was thinking of possible reasons for Dumbledores absence, the sorting was completed. McGonagall stood up and indicated that she wanted silence.
"Hello everyone and welcome to another year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I hope that your stay with us will be an enjoyable one." Harry thought she sounded like a hotel receptionist. "As I am sure some of you will have noticed, we are missing a very important member of staff. Unfortunately, our headmaster is in great demand, and due to current circumstances his expertise is required elsewhere for a while" In other words he is helping the war effort. "We expect him to return to the school in a months time"
Harry was relieved. Nothing bad had happened. In Harry's opinion, if they lost Dumbledore then they had almost lost the war for Dumbledore was the only person who Voldemort feared. This was however not quite true, Voldemort also feared Harry. Not that he would ever admit it but he could see that as Harry grew older his powers would surpass Dumbledores.
Harry's attention wondered but he half registered the fact that Professor Moody was back. No, not back, this was the real Moody. Harry was glad. Moody was experienced in defending against the Dark Arts and had worked as an Auror. With Voldemort back they were going to need all the help that they could get to prepare them for the war.
The speech over, the feast appeared and they all began eating. Harry was amazed at how hungry Ron seemed to be considering the amount that they had consumed on the train. Soon the feast was over and Harry and Hermione, as the new gryffindor prefects, had the job of showing the first years up to their dormitories. Harry and Hermione had been worried that Ron would feel left out but Ron had insisted that at least one of them should still be allowed to break the rules. Hermione had looked very disapprovingly at Ron. Harry, on the other hand, had insisted that being a prefect did not mean he could not break the rules, in fact, it meant he could break more. Of course, he did not say this in front of Hermione.
Once the first years were settled, the trio retired to their dormitories and immediately fell asleep. It had been a long day.
Some time later Harry woke up. He groaned, judging by the darkness outside it was still very early but Harry knew he would not get any more sleep now. He looked at the clock. 3am. From past experience he decided that it would be better to get up for a while and try to get back to sleep in a bit rather than straight away. He walked down to the common room and sat on one of the comfortable sofas, thinking about the next day and wondering what the year would bring.
Suddenly, there was a flash of bright light. Harry had to shield his eyes. When the light had gone there was a man standing in front of him. The man looked tired and worn out, as if he had just been in a fight, he also looked surprised at his surroundings, but Harry noticed none of this. He stared at the mans face in shock, it was so familiar. Harry fainted.
Summary Harry Potter, 5th year, Voldemort, Death Eaters, Order of the Phoenix, Heirs, Revelations, Danger, New Discoveries, New Powers, Marauders, Pranks, Dumbledore, the Old Crowd. Just a normal year then!!!
Disclaimer Well, who do you think it belongs to? What's mine is mine, what isn't is not.
Chapter 1 - Return to Hogwarts
It was a bitterly cold morning on September the 1st. The unseasonably cold weather was making the majority of people depressed. In one house in a corner of Surrey the residents were certainly miserable but the again this was not only down to the temperature; these particular people were almost impossible to cheer up. Today it would have been even harder than usual for today they were being forced to remember that the fourth member of their household existed. The Dursleys had spent the entire summer holidays ignoring Harry, as if they thought this would make him go away. It had not worked. But now Harry was leaving, they were angry. Harry had managed to trick his uncle into giving him a lift to the station. Vernon Dursley was fuming. There was a chance he would bump into another one of Harrys sort, for Harry was a wizard and if there was one thing (there were actually many) that the Dursleys despised it was magic.
The journey to the station passed by without major event however, Harry was glad to be away from the tense atmosphere that had seemed to be choking him throughout the summer. Although he was not sure that the atmosphere at his school, Hogwarts, would be much better. Harry did not know much about current happenings in the wizarding world having been almost entirely cut off from it for the holidays save a few letters. At the end of the last term, an evil wizard, known as Lord Voldemort, had been reborn after having lost his power fourteen years ago, and his presence was being gradually made known to the wizarding world. Not that many of them believed it. Many were not affected yet; all the killings were muggles (non magical people) so the Daily Prophet newspaper did not report on them. Fudge, the minister for magic, denied it outright and had banned people from speaking of the possibility.
Harry took a deep breath and entered the platform. The first thing that hit him was the noise and the crowd. Everyone seemed to be yelling their goodbyes at the top of their voices. Harry headed for the train, he only had about two minutes remaining before it left and he didn't want to miss it, he could find his friend once he was aboard.
As he walked down the train checking the carriages for Ron and Hermione, Harry caught many snatches of the different conversations. One main topic of conversation seemed to be about Voldemort.
"Do you think it's true what Dumbledore said, I mean, he wouldn't lie about something like that."
"Could he really be back, how could he be back"
"Dumbledore must be mistaken, You Know Who has not done anything for over fourteen years" "If he was back, he'd have shown himself by now"
Harry know that it was only a matter of time before it came to the point that nobody could doubt his return any longer though not everyone seemed to think that this was a bad thing. Harry heard a particular group of Slytherins talking about the advice that they would give him of who should be killed. This angered Harry, Malfoy did not have a clue what the was talking about, he looked upon the whole thing as a game, but it was not, far from it.
Eventually, Harry came to the compartment he was looking for. He paused for a moment before he went in, just as the train started moving, Ron and Hermiones voices drifted towards him.
"What could have happened to him? Do you think it's bad? I hope he's OK, oh no, what if something's gone wrong? Oh Ron, I'm really worried"
"Hermione, calm down" Ron finally managed to interrupt.
Harry was slightly surprised; Hermione was normally very practical, he expected Ron to be the one panicking. He pushed open the door.
"I'm OK, no need to panic, the trains only just pulled off."
Hermione immediately jumped up and hugged him.
"You're alright, you're alright, I'm so so glad." Ron and Harry looked at each other with both amusement and puzzlement.
"Er, Hermione" Harry ventured after a while "Would it be OK if you could let go now?"
Ron burst out laughing, Harry looked embarrassed, Hermione still looked very relieved.
"We thought something bad had happened Ron, what's so funny about that?"
"It's.. just...it's just.." but Ron could not stop laughing look enough to speak. Hermione looked at Harry but he just shrugged, he did not know anymore than Hermione.
Eventually, everything calmed down and they spent the majority of the journey having fun. Ron had just finished speaking about some of the new inventions his brothers, Fred and George, had come up with over the summer when the train announcer stated that they had ten minutes until their arrival. Ron and Harry hurried to be changed, Hermione had already got changed and was now moaning that they left everything until the last minute.
"And I bet that you haven't even started revising for your OWLs yet"
Harry and Ron stared at each other horrified.
"OWLs Hermione? They're a year away!"
"They begin exactly ten months from now and if we aren't revising then we won't get the marks that we are capable of"
"But Hermione, how can we revise what we haven't studied yet, I mean, surely we have got to complete the work first?"
"Haven't studied? What have you spent the summer holidays doing?"
"Having a holiday" Ron muttered to Harry, but Hermione heard him. She looked disapprovingly at both of them and not for the first time, Harry thought that she had a face to rival McGonagall.
"I would have thought you of all people would be serious about your education. If not for the OWLs then for other matters. I would have thought that you would be preparing as best you can in case something happens"
Harry was speechless, Ron did not seem much better but at that moment the train pulled to a halt, and the conversation was lost in the rush to get to the carriages to take them to the castle.
The trio entered the Great Hall. Harry could feel peoples eyes following him as he walked over to the Gryffindor table. It was certainly not unusual to have people stare at him but Harry felt uncomfortable. He knew that people were wondering about the events of the previous year and his part in them. The atmosphere in the room seemed tense but this was not surprising. As they reached their seats, they found themselves greeted cheerfully by those around them. The gryffindors at least did not doubt Harry.
All of the older students seated, the main doors to the hall opened once again and in walked a line of very scared looking first years led by McGonagall. She left them in a line facing the other students and proceeded to the Staff Table. Harry looked at the first years, wondering of there was anybody's brother or sister he could recognise. Then his eyes fell on the Staff Table, hoping to see who their new DADA teacher was. Dumbledore was missing.
As Harry was thinking of possible reasons for Dumbledores absence, the sorting was completed. McGonagall stood up and indicated that she wanted silence.
"Hello everyone and welcome to another year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I hope that your stay with us will be an enjoyable one." Harry thought she sounded like a hotel receptionist. "As I am sure some of you will have noticed, we are missing a very important member of staff. Unfortunately, our headmaster is in great demand, and due to current circumstances his expertise is required elsewhere for a while" In other words he is helping the war effort. "We expect him to return to the school in a months time"
Harry was relieved. Nothing bad had happened. In Harry's opinion, if they lost Dumbledore then they had almost lost the war for Dumbledore was the only person who Voldemort feared. This was however not quite true, Voldemort also feared Harry. Not that he would ever admit it but he could see that as Harry grew older his powers would surpass Dumbledores.
Harry's attention wondered but he half registered the fact that Professor Moody was back. No, not back, this was the real Moody. Harry was glad. Moody was experienced in defending against the Dark Arts and had worked as an Auror. With Voldemort back they were going to need all the help that they could get to prepare them for the war.
The speech over, the feast appeared and they all began eating. Harry was amazed at how hungry Ron seemed to be considering the amount that they had consumed on the train. Soon the feast was over and Harry and Hermione, as the new gryffindor prefects, had the job of showing the first years up to their dormitories. Harry and Hermione had been worried that Ron would feel left out but Ron had insisted that at least one of them should still be allowed to break the rules. Hermione had looked very disapprovingly at Ron. Harry, on the other hand, had insisted that being a prefect did not mean he could not break the rules, in fact, it meant he could break more. Of course, he did not say this in front of Hermione.
Once the first years were settled, the trio retired to their dormitories and immediately fell asleep. It had been a long day.
Some time later Harry woke up. He groaned, judging by the darkness outside it was still very early but Harry knew he would not get any more sleep now. He looked at the clock. 3am. From past experience he decided that it would be better to get up for a while and try to get back to sleep in a bit rather than straight away. He walked down to the common room and sat on one of the comfortable sofas, thinking about the next day and wondering what the year would bring.
Suddenly, there was a flash of bright light. Harry had to shield his eyes. When the light had gone there was a man standing in front of him. The man looked tired and worn out, as if he had just been in a fight, he also looked surprised at his surroundings, but Harry noticed none of this. He stared at the mans face in shock, it was so familiar. Harry fainted.