Hey guys, here's another story I started writing, which I hope you like!!!!
PLEASE READ AND REVIEW!
Just a few things before you start reading, this story happens in their sixth year, and all the events in the books so far occur as they are, EXCEPT the fact that Sirius doesn't die at the end of the fifth book. It just screwed up the whole story so I had to change it.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the characters or settings in the following story, except the plot and of course, Lara.
ENJOY!
PROLOGUE
Harry wheeled his trolley through the platform, stopping before the gateway. He didn't even bother looking back at the Dursleys, who he was sure were already walking back to car. He had just spent too many glorious summer days doing back breaking labour for his wonderful family, weeding gardens for Petunia, walking Dudleys new Jack Russel (which Harry insisted had some sort of mental disease; much like his owner) and doing odd jobs for Uncle Vernon. It was hardly a surprise that he was dearly looking forward to going back to school. Of course, the hours of back breaking labour had done some good. The weedy little boy that had left Hogwarts at the end of fourth year had grown into a man. Broad shoulders, tanned skin and messy hair that no longer looked wild but... and there's no other word for it... sexy. The most striking change in Harry's appearance, however, were his eyes. No longer hidden by thick framed glasses (having fixed his eyes with a quick spell) they now shone a brilliant emerald green. The final change in his appearance was his clothes. Hermione had gotten sick and tired of Harry walking around in what looked like bits of dyed elephant skin. She had sent him an entire wardrobe from France (where she had stayed over the holidays.) To Harry's surprise, he found he liked Hermione's choice in clothes for him. As of now, he was wearing a green button down shirt and baggy black pants, accompanied with a silver necklace she had also gotten him.
There was no doubt about it, the new Harry was looking good.
Harry walked though the barrier in front of him slowly, enjoying the feeling as the brick wall melted away into platform nine and three quarters. He smiled as he saw the familiar faces of his friends run around the platform, hugging their parents and squealing in delight at finally reuniting after a long summer.
Lugging his trunk off the trolley, Harry dragged it onto the train and started to look for Ron and Hermine. Near the end of the train, he heard Ron's voice and Hermione laughter coming from the final compartment. Sweating slightly from the exertion of carrying his heavy trunk for quite a way, he managed to shove it into the over head compartment before sliding open the compartment door. He smiled as he saw Hermione and Ron talking animatedly about their holidays, both of which they had spent away.
"Bloody hell." Harry said exasperatedly, collapsing into the seat beside Ron. "Couldn't find a more convenient spot?"
"Naa mate, we decided to see how much we could annoy you and get the one furthest away." Ron said, leaning back against the window and putting his feet up on the seat.
"Nothing you can do could annoy me Ron, I've just spent a summer with the Dursleys."
"Good point. What did they make you do this time?"
"It was worse than any other year, I had to do phsycial work this time, can you believe it? I was slaving away out in the sun all holidays. I wouldn't be surprised if I dropped dead of cancer or something."
"You wouldn't, mediwitches have cures for cancer." Ron said casually.
"Really?"
"Yeah."
"With all those muggles dying out there, you couldn't spare them the formula, just to save a couple hundred lives?"
"It's not a potion, it's a spell. Too much magic for them." Harry frowned at this but let it pass. He turned his attention to Hermione, who he had just realized had not said a word the whole time.
"What's up Hermione? Haven't heard a peep out of you." Hermione still didn't reply. She just continued to stare at Harry with a look, which he soon recognized as shock.
"What's wrong Mione?" Ron said, also turning to their friend.
"Y...you... my... clothes... what did you do to yourself?" She finally managed to get out. Harry frowned.
"You don't like the clothes? You gave them to me! Or did I just match them up wrong? I don't know, I've never worn stuff like this before..."
"N...no... that hair, the glasses, everything's changed."
"She's right mate, you do look different. Your hair isnt a pile of rat's tails anymore."
"Aww gee, thanks dude, I appreciate it." Ron grinned. "But what about the hair? It just tamed itself over the holidays, that's all."
"And where are your glasses?"
"Oh, I threw them out. I paid a visit to Diagon Alley and had a witch fix my eyes up. Those ruddy things kept breaking and I couldn't fix them while away from school." Harry said vaguely.
"But y...your s...shoulders?"
"What about my shoulders?" Harry said impatiently, annoyed at Hermione's vague behavior. "Seriously Hermione, what's gotten into you?" Harry asked, slightly worried. Hermione seemed to snap out of whatever trance she was in.
"Oh... sorry Harry, I got a bit... I just sorta went out of it." She finished lamely, blushing slightly. Harry frowned.
"So what's wrong with my shoulders?"
"They're... well they're wider."
"Yeah... she's right. And what's this?" Ron said, picking up Harry's arm and feeling the upper half.
"It's my arm Ron." Harry said rather sarcastically.
"It's muscle, that's what it is." Ron said, dropping the arm. "Probably from all that work you said you did. Have you got a six pack too?" Harry gave Ron a weird look before lifting up the bottom half of his shirt. Sure enough, Harry's tanned stomach had a perfectly formed six pack. Harry looked up at Hermione just in time to see her blush again before dropping the shirt.
"You guys are acting sorta weird around me. You're not planning anything against me are you?"
"Naa man, you just look a bit different."
"A bit? Look at him!" Hermione said shrilly. Suddenly the compartment door slid open and Lavender walked in, already dressed and a shiny prefects badge on her robes.
"I've been looking everywhere for you guys. Do you know who the other prefect is?" She said, cutting straight to the chase. She was never one with formalities.
"Oh yeah, that'd be me." Harry said, suddenly remembering the letter he had gotten over the summer. "Hang on, why does she have a badge? I thought you were sure thing for prefect!" Harry said, frowning at Hermione.
"I was offered, but I'm taking too many extra subjects this year. Couldn't handle anything else." Hermione said, waving it off.
"Harry!" Lavender said, eyeing him like he was a much desired candy cane. "What have you done to yourself?" Harry frowned at this.
"Why does everyone keep telling me that?" He cried impatiently.
"You mean you haven't noticed anything different about your appearance?"
"Of course I have, a change in hair style, I lost the glasses, but really, it's not some big news item."
"Poor, naïve Harry. You have no idea do you?" Lavender said, smiling softly at him.
"About what?" Harry snapped, his impatience bubbling over.
"You, and your new look. I don't know what you've been taking, but don't stop!" Lavender said, grinning, before walking out of the compartment, her hips swaying a little more than they had upon entrance.
"WHAT ON EARTH WAS THAT ABOUT?" Harry cried, finally reaching the limits of his patience.
"That, Harry, was about you turning irresistible over summer." Hermione said matter of factly, having recovered from her earlier shock.
"Irresistible?" Harry repeated, clearly confused as to the meaning of the word.
"Yes. You've turned yourself into some... sex god..." Hermione said vaguely, obviously regretting her choice of words.
"What?" Ron spluttered. "Sex god? Harry's not... I mean he never... have you?" Ron finished, eyeing his friend suspiciously.
"No! I'm sixteen, bloody hell! What are you talking about Hermione?"
"I don't mean literally." Hermione said, exasperated at having to explain the simplest of concepts to her two friends. "Harry's become... er... how shall I put this... sexy..." Harry's eyebrows disappeared under his locks of hair. This look of doubt was suddenly replaced with one of understanding as apprehension dawned on his face.
"Oh." He said simply. Ron looked at him out of the corner of his eye, studying Harry from a distance. His friend shifted uncomfortably, his green eyes portraying his confusion and nervousness at the situation.
"If all the girls act like Lavender, you're gonna have an interesting year." Ron said. Harry looked at his friend, and then started laughing.
"I... I don't believe this... did you... did you see her face?" Harry said between laughters. Ron grinned back at his friend, then started laughing too.
"You two should be ashamed at yourselves! How is Harry going to concentrate with all these... these girls following him around!" Hermione snapped.
"Mione, if I'm not too mistaken, you're a girl." Ron said, winking at their friend. "And you seemed a bit speechless back there... did Harry's sexiness just, blow you away?" He said, sniggering. Harry joined in with his friend.
"I was just a bit shocked, that's all!" Hermione said, blushing. The two boys laughed even harder at this. Harry grinned, happy the uncomfortable moment had gone. This really was going to be an interesting year.
THAT GUYZ...WOZ WRITTEN ENTIRELY BY NATTY, SO IF U LIKE IT OR EVEN IF YOU DON'T A REVIEW WOULD BE GREATLY APPRECIATED. THANX GUYZ LOZ
PLEASE READ AND REVIEW!
Just a few things before you start reading, this story happens in their sixth year, and all the events in the books so far occur as they are, EXCEPT the fact that Sirius doesn't die at the end of the fifth book. It just screwed up the whole story so I had to change it.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the characters or settings in the following story, except the plot and of course, Lara.
ENJOY!
PROLOGUE
Harry wheeled his trolley through the platform, stopping before the gateway. He didn't even bother looking back at the Dursleys, who he was sure were already walking back to car. He had just spent too many glorious summer days doing back breaking labour for his wonderful family, weeding gardens for Petunia, walking Dudleys new Jack Russel (which Harry insisted had some sort of mental disease; much like his owner) and doing odd jobs for Uncle Vernon. It was hardly a surprise that he was dearly looking forward to going back to school. Of course, the hours of back breaking labour had done some good. The weedy little boy that had left Hogwarts at the end of fourth year had grown into a man. Broad shoulders, tanned skin and messy hair that no longer looked wild but... and there's no other word for it... sexy. The most striking change in Harry's appearance, however, were his eyes. No longer hidden by thick framed glasses (having fixed his eyes with a quick spell) they now shone a brilliant emerald green. The final change in his appearance was his clothes. Hermione had gotten sick and tired of Harry walking around in what looked like bits of dyed elephant skin. She had sent him an entire wardrobe from France (where she had stayed over the holidays.) To Harry's surprise, he found he liked Hermione's choice in clothes for him. As of now, he was wearing a green button down shirt and baggy black pants, accompanied with a silver necklace she had also gotten him.
There was no doubt about it, the new Harry was looking good.
Harry walked though the barrier in front of him slowly, enjoying the feeling as the brick wall melted away into platform nine and three quarters. He smiled as he saw the familiar faces of his friends run around the platform, hugging their parents and squealing in delight at finally reuniting after a long summer.
Lugging his trunk off the trolley, Harry dragged it onto the train and started to look for Ron and Hermine. Near the end of the train, he heard Ron's voice and Hermione laughter coming from the final compartment. Sweating slightly from the exertion of carrying his heavy trunk for quite a way, he managed to shove it into the over head compartment before sliding open the compartment door. He smiled as he saw Hermione and Ron talking animatedly about their holidays, both of which they had spent away.
"Bloody hell." Harry said exasperatedly, collapsing into the seat beside Ron. "Couldn't find a more convenient spot?"
"Naa mate, we decided to see how much we could annoy you and get the one furthest away." Ron said, leaning back against the window and putting his feet up on the seat.
"Nothing you can do could annoy me Ron, I've just spent a summer with the Dursleys."
"Good point. What did they make you do this time?"
"It was worse than any other year, I had to do phsycial work this time, can you believe it? I was slaving away out in the sun all holidays. I wouldn't be surprised if I dropped dead of cancer or something."
"You wouldn't, mediwitches have cures for cancer." Ron said casually.
"Really?"
"Yeah."
"With all those muggles dying out there, you couldn't spare them the formula, just to save a couple hundred lives?"
"It's not a potion, it's a spell. Too much magic for them." Harry frowned at this but let it pass. He turned his attention to Hermione, who he had just realized had not said a word the whole time.
"What's up Hermione? Haven't heard a peep out of you." Hermione still didn't reply. She just continued to stare at Harry with a look, which he soon recognized as shock.
"What's wrong Mione?" Ron said, also turning to their friend.
"Y...you... my... clothes... what did you do to yourself?" She finally managed to get out. Harry frowned.
"You don't like the clothes? You gave them to me! Or did I just match them up wrong? I don't know, I've never worn stuff like this before..."
"N...no... that hair, the glasses, everything's changed."
"She's right mate, you do look different. Your hair isnt a pile of rat's tails anymore."
"Aww gee, thanks dude, I appreciate it." Ron grinned. "But what about the hair? It just tamed itself over the holidays, that's all."
"And where are your glasses?"
"Oh, I threw them out. I paid a visit to Diagon Alley and had a witch fix my eyes up. Those ruddy things kept breaking and I couldn't fix them while away from school." Harry said vaguely.
"But y...your s...shoulders?"
"What about my shoulders?" Harry said impatiently, annoyed at Hermione's vague behavior. "Seriously Hermione, what's gotten into you?" Harry asked, slightly worried. Hermione seemed to snap out of whatever trance she was in.
"Oh... sorry Harry, I got a bit... I just sorta went out of it." She finished lamely, blushing slightly. Harry frowned.
"So what's wrong with my shoulders?"
"They're... well they're wider."
"Yeah... she's right. And what's this?" Ron said, picking up Harry's arm and feeling the upper half.
"It's my arm Ron." Harry said rather sarcastically.
"It's muscle, that's what it is." Ron said, dropping the arm. "Probably from all that work you said you did. Have you got a six pack too?" Harry gave Ron a weird look before lifting up the bottom half of his shirt. Sure enough, Harry's tanned stomach had a perfectly formed six pack. Harry looked up at Hermione just in time to see her blush again before dropping the shirt.
"You guys are acting sorta weird around me. You're not planning anything against me are you?"
"Naa man, you just look a bit different."
"A bit? Look at him!" Hermione said shrilly. Suddenly the compartment door slid open and Lavender walked in, already dressed and a shiny prefects badge on her robes.
"I've been looking everywhere for you guys. Do you know who the other prefect is?" She said, cutting straight to the chase. She was never one with formalities.
"Oh yeah, that'd be me." Harry said, suddenly remembering the letter he had gotten over the summer. "Hang on, why does she have a badge? I thought you were sure thing for prefect!" Harry said, frowning at Hermione.
"I was offered, but I'm taking too many extra subjects this year. Couldn't handle anything else." Hermione said, waving it off.
"Harry!" Lavender said, eyeing him like he was a much desired candy cane. "What have you done to yourself?" Harry frowned at this.
"Why does everyone keep telling me that?" He cried impatiently.
"You mean you haven't noticed anything different about your appearance?"
"Of course I have, a change in hair style, I lost the glasses, but really, it's not some big news item."
"Poor, naïve Harry. You have no idea do you?" Lavender said, smiling softly at him.
"About what?" Harry snapped, his impatience bubbling over.
"You, and your new look. I don't know what you've been taking, but don't stop!" Lavender said, grinning, before walking out of the compartment, her hips swaying a little more than they had upon entrance.
"WHAT ON EARTH WAS THAT ABOUT?" Harry cried, finally reaching the limits of his patience.
"That, Harry, was about you turning irresistible over summer." Hermione said matter of factly, having recovered from her earlier shock.
"Irresistible?" Harry repeated, clearly confused as to the meaning of the word.
"Yes. You've turned yourself into some... sex god..." Hermione said vaguely, obviously regretting her choice of words.
"What?" Ron spluttered. "Sex god? Harry's not... I mean he never... have you?" Ron finished, eyeing his friend suspiciously.
"No! I'm sixteen, bloody hell! What are you talking about Hermione?"
"I don't mean literally." Hermione said, exasperated at having to explain the simplest of concepts to her two friends. "Harry's become... er... how shall I put this... sexy..." Harry's eyebrows disappeared under his locks of hair. This look of doubt was suddenly replaced with one of understanding as apprehension dawned on his face.
"Oh." He said simply. Ron looked at him out of the corner of his eye, studying Harry from a distance. His friend shifted uncomfortably, his green eyes portraying his confusion and nervousness at the situation.
"If all the girls act like Lavender, you're gonna have an interesting year." Ron said. Harry looked at his friend, and then started laughing.
"I... I don't believe this... did you... did you see her face?" Harry said between laughters. Ron grinned back at his friend, then started laughing too.
"You two should be ashamed at yourselves! How is Harry going to concentrate with all these... these girls following him around!" Hermione snapped.
"Mione, if I'm not too mistaken, you're a girl." Ron said, winking at their friend. "And you seemed a bit speechless back there... did Harry's sexiness just, blow you away?" He said, sniggering. Harry joined in with his friend.
"I was just a bit shocked, that's all!" Hermione said, blushing. The two boys laughed even harder at this. Harry grinned, happy the uncomfortable moment had gone. This really was going to be an interesting year.
THAT GUYZ...WOZ WRITTEN ENTIRELY BY NATTY, SO IF U LIKE IT OR EVEN IF YOU DON'T A REVIEW WOULD BE GREATLY APPRECIATED. THANX GUYZ LOZ