Harry Potter and the Horcrux of Azkaban
I take no credit for Harry or any characters, I only take credit for a few I will announce
*nailed it*
Twas the night a week after the Second Wizarding War, and everything was cheery, not a creature leery except for one. Harry Potter was in bed, having his nightly night terrors. This time he was in a man, and not reliving the most terrifying moments of the recent Wizarding War. But this one was different.
He was in a body, a body with hair not unlike his, but in tufts. His eyes were bloodshot and baggy. But they also literally were glowing.
Harry POTTER HARRY POTTER HARRY POTTER
Harry was shaking, Harry was screaming for help. Harry... Woke up.
"Wake UP, please!" Ginny Potter screamed, near tears.
When he awoke, he was pulled into a big hug and a peck on the lips.
"You're ALIVE! Thank Merlin, don't worry me like that," Ginny rejoiced, "Now, spill, what happened,"
Harry was terrified, being the honest person he was, "What are you talking about?"
"Don't give me that RUBISH!" Ginny shouted. "Now SPILL, or I'll have to spike your pumpkin juice with vesiterium,"
So, Harry spilled, anger and curiosity turned to anger and fear.
"Let's go,"
"Where?"
"To the smartest witch in Britain, and Ron,"
