AN: This is getting absolutely ridiculous. I feel horrible about leaving all of you kindly reviewers, and I'd like to say that I have a reason... -but I don't. I really don't. On the bright side, I have notebooks and papers and documents all over my room full of ideas for different things I can write, assuming I ever get around to it. (There is a teeny tiny chance that this will take ages as well, so rather than wait on me, I'm willing to hand out the ideas to anyone interested with a pat on the back and a few minor stipulations.)
Anyway, I've decided to try focusing on just this story. I was going back over the reviews (and again, I am so sorry for that, I really do feel bad...) and this one seems to be more popular. Some of you out there who remember the original of this might be happy to know that I will NOT be doing any more of the "review or no update" thing. Seemed a bit juvenile in retrospect...
Disclaimer: Yeah, no, still not mine... No matter how much I wish it was...
~PICKLE CHIPSSSS! (Let's leave this for ol' time's sake, hm?)~
"What d'you reckon that arch was?" Harry asked Hermione as they reentered the dark circular room.
"I don't know, but whatever it was, it was dangerous," she said firmly, again inscribing a fiery cross upon the door.
Once more, the wall spun and became still again. Harry approached a door at random and pushed. It did not move.
"What's wrong?" asked Hermione.
"It's… locked…" said Harry, throwing his weight at the door, but it did not budge.
"This is it, then, isn't it?" said Ron excitedly, joining Harry in the attempt to force the door open. "Bound to be!"
"Get out of the way!" said Hermione sharply. She pointed her wand at the place where a lock would have been on an ordinary door and said, "Alohamora!"
Nothing happened.
"Sirius's knife!" said Harry, and he pulled it out from inside his robes and slid it into the crack between the door and the wall. The others all watched eagerly as he ran it from top to bottom, withdrew it, and then flung his shoulder again at the door. It remained as firmly shut as ever. What was more, when Harry looked down at the knife, he saw that the blade had melted.
"Right, we're leaving that room," said Hermione decisively.
"But what if that's the one?" said Ron, staring at it with a mixture of apprehension and longing.
"It can't be, Harry could get through all the doors in his dream," said Hermione, raising her wand to mark the door.
Before Hermione's spell hit the door it swung open, sending bright white light into the eyes of the six people in the room. As the light died down and Harry and his friends blinked away the spots in their vision, Neville pointed and asked, "Who is that?"
Looking down, Harry rushed to the side of a small, white haired old man. Ron came up beside Harry and together they were able to gently roll the old man onto his back. To their surprise, the man wasn't old, or indeed even much of a man. He was a boy who looked like he could be their age at most, and was wearing some kind of uniform with red trimmings and gold accents; a pair of white gloves completed the military official look.
"He looks just like and angel," Luna said softly from right behind Ron and Harry, making them jump. The two boys had to admit that they agreed with Luna. The unknown boy had snowy white hair that covered his left eye and framed his pale porcelain face. His long lashes and pale pink lips only accentuated his delicate, almost feminine, build.
"We can't just leave him here," said Hermione. She and Ginny were kneeling on the other side of the boy while Neville stood by his feet and Luna sat with the boy's head in her lap where she had put it.
"What if he's dangerous?" asked Ron. "What if he's some sort of Death Eater in disguise?"
"Ron, you can be such an idiot sometimes. Look at what he's wearing! Do you really think a Death Eater would wear a Muggle outfit?" asked Ginny.
"Guys," Luna started while Ron spluttered, "I think he's waking up."
AN: Yes, I will keep replacing the old author's notes with new ones, but they will (hopefully) have important information in them. As such, it may do you all well to read them.
To start with, I believe someone in the original comments asked me when or what year this will be taking place. This is during Harry's fifth year, specifically during their Ministry break in. As for Allen's time-line, that will be explained in more detail later on. However, since I started this so long ago, before some of the newer chapters of DGM, I'm afraid I cannot include all of the events of the manga as they originally happened – or possibly at all – in order to make sure that the rest of the story comes together smoothly. Chapter length will probably start changing in the next part once I start working on it. Any questions, requests, critiques, or ideas for future chapters are welcome in whatever method you can get them to me.