Hello. my second fanfic, yet my first Harry Potter. Hope its better then my
first. considering the fact I have read all the Harry Potter books and I
haven't read all the Animorphs. ^.^U
So I think this is bound to be better. First off I'd like to say. this won't have any Harry/Ginny, Harry/Cho, Hermione/Victor, and. Harry/Draco (O.o).
So basically, this is Ron/Hermione and Harry/OC (u'll find out who ) So now I hope there won't be any confusion. If you have any questions.. review! ^.^
I'll accept flames but don't be to rash. If you start cursing at me for the coupling or somethin' then I'll do something about the flame.. ^__^
Now on with the...
Wait .. am I missing something..?
Thinking.. thinking.. thinking... ARRGGG!! CURSE MY SHORT TERM MEMORY!!
............................................................................ .........................................................
AH HAH!!
Found what I was missing.. damn.. it was better if I didn't remember it.. *sigh..* oh well..
Disclaimer: DUN DUN DUNNNNN.. I don't own Harry Potter.. or any of the characters in there.. *sigh* They all belong to J. K. Rowling.
Now enjoy my story..
Harry Potter and the Darkness Within.
(If you have a better title please share.)
Chapter one: Letters and Weeding.
Harry Potter and the Darkness Within.
Chapter one: Letters and Weeding.
. Life is, now and then, a cruel thing. And it is filled with questions with no answers. Like if someone was blind all their life, asks, what is to see? How would you respond? To look? What is to look? A person who cannot hear asks what is to hear. To listen? What is listen? It's like asking why we live. Why do we die? Why do we suffer? Answers. unknown to so many... yet so many know.
It was a cool summer's day, in Little Whinging. Children came out to play on a day like this. One beautiful morning.
A boy with short, black, messy hair and glasses, laid down on a bed. He had normal dark blue jeans and a white t-shirt as if they were chosen carelessly. His green eyes dull as his room stared up at his ceiling. Harry Potter, was tired, although he had done nothing the whole morning except do a little of his Potions homework and stare into emptiness.
The Dursleys obviously didn't forget the 'talk' they had on Platform 9¾ with his friends. more like a family, though. They didn't abuse him and even bought him decent clothing. Though, they threw him nasty glares every time he came down to do things like eat and watch TV. (mostly for the news anyway. Though there was no mysterious kills. yet.)
It's been four weeks since the end of the school term. 'Why?' Harry thought miserably. 'Why did Sirius have to die? Why couldn't it been me?'
The same questions he had asked everyday since it had happen. A dull familiar pain came back in his heart, as if something was stabbing him. He had been having dreams of what happened: Sirius' dying face. His forehead where his scar was, prickled. 'If I had not believe in that dream, if I had learned occlumency in time, if I had used Sirius' mirror he gave me before we left, if I wasn't so prideful. maybe he would still be alive.' He thought bitterly.
Then he heard a hoot outside his window. He saw Hedwig, his owl, he let her in. She had brought a bulky envelope as big as if someone tried to fit ten letters in it, oh and she had brought a dead mouse, for dinner, of course.
He took the envelope and then petted Hedwig and she nipped him affectionately at his fingers. He smiled, and then opened the envelope.
Dear Harry,
How's it going for you Harry? I hope the Dursleys aren't giving you much trouble, mate. I just want to tell you that you might come over in three days! Mum said that if your relatives said yes you can go. I can't wait till then. Hermione came over just today and nothing else really much happened. I know you have been reading the Daily Prophet. if you haven't I put it in there for you.
Harry saw the newspaper and put it on his table.
Loads of stuff how to defend yourself against You-Know-Who, same as always. I dunno if they are going to tell anything useful though. You know what? The most amazing thing happened. Percy actually came home and apologized. Mum got so happy she went in tears. Dad though was reluctant to accept it but then got over it, on one condition of course. Percy had to do tell us everything that was going on, even if it was forbidden. Percy really changed. He actually is helping us, that git. Although, I don't trust him, the fact that he's helping.
The Order of the Phoenix is still on. They're having meeting at our house sometimes and Fred and George try to listen in with the Extendable Ears. Sad, really, mum found out again and threw a fit.
Speaking about Fred and George they're really rich! They're selling stuff off like mad. They gave the whole family each twenty galleons! They said it was a present. Write to us more, alright? Hermione wants to write a letter to you too. I put it in the same envelope. I'm going to have to help Pig. he's choking on a treat again.
From,
Ron
P.S. When are they sending those bloody letter of our O.W.L.s? Hermione's having a bloody nervous breakdown and I think it's disturbing.
Harry chuckled a little and saw Hermione's letter in the envelope, too.
Dear Harry,
How are you Harry? I hope you're having a good holiday so far. Don't worry Ron's mum said that you'll come in about three days. I can't wait to see you again Harry. Fred and George also gave me twenty galleons, too. Their business is great. Though, I don't approve of it.
I can't wait until the O.W.L.s come. I'm so nervous I hope I got high grades. How about you? Do you think you did well? I want to tell you that there's nothing really useful in the Daily Prophet, yet. Nothing about Vol Voldemort's whereabouts. Ron didn't let me read his letter so I don't know if I'm giving the same information as him.
The Order, is having meetings and they found out some stuff, I think but Fred and George's mum found out that they've been using the Extendable Ears, again. So they couldn't really say anything useful.
Anyway Percy's actually on our side now. He gave us information that the Ministry didn't let out on the Daily Prophet. They're on the tail of Voldemort. They think that he's in somewhere in Asia, in the area of Japan. I don't know why he would be there in all of places, and the Ministry doesn't know either. That's all I know. Sorry I can't tell you more. We'll see you very soon Harry, don't worry.
From,
Hermione
P.S. Are you sure you're ok? Your letters don't really show that you are. We'll talk about it when you come. See you in three days!
Harry's heart lightened a little when they said that they will pick him up in three days. He decided to tell that to Uncle Vernon and the rest of the Dursleys tomorrow. He frowned, why was Voldemort near Japan? What was the purpose?
"BOY! COME DOWN HERE!" Uncle Vernon yelled out. Then silence and a strangled "please."
Harry smirked. He really had to thank everyone. They made his summer at the Dursleys quite enjoyable.
He went downstairs.
"What is it Uncle Vernon?" Harry said as he came down the steps. Uncle Vernon and the other Dursleys were sitting at the kitchen table. Dudley ate the steamed carrots and cabbage quickly that was set on his plate. It was lunch time already.
"Sit and eat." Aunt Petunia said sternly. Harry did and ate his scrambled eggs and toast (he noticed that they were a little burned but he said nothing.)
Dudley looked at Harry's plate with envy and hunger.
It was quite funny to Harry. Ever since he came back the Dursleys decided that they would only put Dudley to the diet. Of course, Dudley didn't take it quite nicely. He threw things here and there. Once in a while he would sneak into the kitchen and take something while he thought nobody was watching. Of course once, Harry, his aunt, and uncle were watching the news and saw the whole thing, so Petunia came over, scolded, and gave him some carrots and tomatoes. Dudley came out fuming saying he was going out to go over for a 'cup of tea.' (But Harry knew that he was going out with his gang.) However, from time to time, few things were missing from the fridge.
Harry ate quietly and tried to finish quickly.
"Harry," Aunt Petunia asked in an uncertain voice. "Would you mind weeding the garden? I mean, never mind Dudley you-"
"It's fine Aunt Petunia, I'll do it." Harry said quietly. It was something to do to take his mind off of Sirius' death and Voldemort.
The Dursleys stayed quiet for a moment.
"You're not going to tell those. those friends of yours, are you, boy?" Uncle Vernon said suspiciously.
"No." Harry said finishing his last piece of toast.
". Fine then." He returned to his paper. Harry got up and went upstairs. He changed into ragged and dirty clothing and grabbed some supplies. Then he walked outside and went to gardening.
It was after two hours that something happened while Harry was pulling out the weeds.
"Damn, stupid, bloody, son of a-" Harry cursed as he tried to pull out a huge weed. Apparently, Harry hasn't been weeding the garden since his second year of Hogwarts, and nobody else tried to either. The garden patch was a wreck. Then Harry heard trucks coming in next door.
Someone was moving in.
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Well. off to a quite of a start don't you say? I think that chapter was good.. short.. but good..
I promise to make the story longer if you guys review! ^.^
I'm not really that much of a desperate person, but don't count on a fast update if there's less then 3 reviews.
Oh, due to my limited time on the internet, even though it's summer (a real bummer) the earliest I can update is Sunday. sorry.
Adios!
So I think this is bound to be better. First off I'd like to say. this won't have any Harry/Ginny, Harry/Cho, Hermione/Victor, and. Harry/Draco (O.o).
So basically, this is Ron/Hermione and Harry/OC (u'll find out who ) So now I hope there won't be any confusion. If you have any questions.. review! ^.^
I'll accept flames but don't be to rash. If you start cursing at me for the coupling or somethin' then I'll do something about the flame.. ^__^
Now on with the...
Wait .. am I missing something..?
Thinking.. thinking.. thinking... ARRGGG!! CURSE MY SHORT TERM MEMORY!!
............................................................................ .........................................................
AH HAH!!
Found what I was missing.. damn.. it was better if I didn't remember it.. *sigh..* oh well..
Disclaimer: DUN DUN DUNNNNN.. I don't own Harry Potter.. or any of the characters in there.. *sigh* They all belong to J. K. Rowling.
Now enjoy my story..
Harry Potter and the Darkness Within.
(If you have a better title please share.)
Chapter one: Letters and Weeding.
Harry Potter and the Darkness Within.
Chapter one: Letters and Weeding.
. Life is, now and then, a cruel thing. And it is filled with questions with no answers. Like if someone was blind all their life, asks, what is to see? How would you respond? To look? What is to look? A person who cannot hear asks what is to hear. To listen? What is listen? It's like asking why we live. Why do we die? Why do we suffer? Answers. unknown to so many... yet so many know.
It was a cool summer's day, in Little Whinging. Children came out to play on a day like this. One beautiful morning.
A boy with short, black, messy hair and glasses, laid down on a bed. He had normal dark blue jeans and a white t-shirt as if they were chosen carelessly. His green eyes dull as his room stared up at his ceiling. Harry Potter, was tired, although he had done nothing the whole morning except do a little of his Potions homework and stare into emptiness.
The Dursleys obviously didn't forget the 'talk' they had on Platform 9¾ with his friends. more like a family, though. They didn't abuse him and even bought him decent clothing. Though, they threw him nasty glares every time he came down to do things like eat and watch TV. (mostly for the news anyway. Though there was no mysterious kills. yet.)
It's been four weeks since the end of the school term. 'Why?' Harry thought miserably. 'Why did Sirius have to die? Why couldn't it been me?'
The same questions he had asked everyday since it had happen. A dull familiar pain came back in his heart, as if something was stabbing him. He had been having dreams of what happened: Sirius' dying face. His forehead where his scar was, prickled. 'If I had not believe in that dream, if I had learned occlumency in time, if I had used Sirius' mirror he gave me before we left, if I wasn't so prideful. maybe he would still be alive.' He thought bitterly.
Then he heard a hoot outside his window. He saw Hedwig, his owl, he let her in. She had brought a bulky envelope as big as if someone tried to fit ten letters in it, oh and she had brought a dead mouse, for dinner, of course.
He took the envelope and then petted Hedwig and she nipped him affectionately at his fingers. He smiled, and then opened the envelope.
Dear Harry,
How's it going for you Harry? I hope the Dursleys aren't giving you much trouble, mate. I just want to tell you that you might come over in three days! Mum said that if your relatives said yes you can go. I can't wait till then. Hermione came over just today and nothing else really much happened. I know you have been reading the Daily Prophet. if you haven't I put it in there for you.
Harry saw the newspaper and put it on his table.
Loads of stuff how to defend yourself against You-Know-Who, same as always. I dunno if they are going to tell anything useful though. You know what? The most amazing thing happened. Percy actually came home and apologized. Mum got so happy she went in tears. Dad though was reluctant to accept it but then got over it, on one condition of course. Percy had to do tell us everything that was going on, even if it was forbidden. Percy really changed. He actually is helping us, that git. Although, I don't trust him, the fact that he's helping.
The Order of the Phoenix is still on. They're having meeting at our house sometimes and Fred and George try to listen in with the Extendable Ears. Sad, really, mum found out again and threw a fit.
Speaking about Fred and George they're really rich! They're selling stuff off like mad. They gave the whole family each twenty galleons! They said it was a present. Write to us more, alright? Hermione wants to write a letter to you too. I put it in the same envelope. I'm going to have to help Pig. he's choking on a treat again.
From,
Ron
P.S. When are they sending those bloody letter of our O.W.L.s? Hermione's having a bloody nervous breakdown and I think it's disturbing.
Harry chuckled a little and saw Hermione's letter in the envelope, too.
Dear Harry,
How are you Harry? I hope you're having a good holiday so far. Don't worry Ron's mum said that you'll come in about three days. I can't wait to see you again Harry. Fred and George also gave me twenty galleons, too. Their business is great. Though, I don't approve of it.
I can't wait until the O.W.L.s come. I'm so nervous I hope I got high grades. How about you? Do you think you did well? I want to tell you that there's nothing really useful in the Daily Prophet, yet. Nothing about Vol Voldemort's whereabouts. Ron didn't let me read his letter so I don't know if I'm giving the same information as him.
The Order, is having meetings and they found out some stuff, I think but Fred and George's mum found out that they've been using the Extendable Ears, again. So they couldn't really say anything useful.
Anyway Percy's actually on our side now. He gave us information that the Ministry didn't let out on the Daily Prophet. They're on the tail of Voldemort. They think that he's in somewhere in Asia, in the area of Japan. I don't know why he would be there in all of places, and the Ministry doesn't know either. That's all I know. Sorry I can't tell you more. We'll see you very soon Harry, don't worry.
From,
Hermione
P.S. Are you sure you're ok? Your letters don't really show that you are. We'll talk about it when you come. See you in three days!
Harry's heart lightened a little when they said that they will pick him up in three days. He decided to tell that to Uncle Vernon and the rest of the Dursleys tomorrow. He frowned, why was Voldemort near Japan? What was the purpose?
"BOY! COME DOWN HERE!" Uncle Vernon yelled out. Then silence and a strangled "please."
Harry smirked. He really had to thank everyone. They made his summer at the Dursleys quite enjoyable.
He went downstairs.
"What is it Uncle Vernon?" Harry said as he came down the steps. Uncle Vernon and the other Dursleys were sitting at the kitchen table. Dudley ate the steamed carrots and cabbage quickly that was set on his plate. It was lunch time already.
"Sit and eat." Aunt Petunia said sternly. Harry did and ate his scrambled eggs and toast (he noticed that they were a little burned but he said nothing.)
Dudley looked at Harry's plate with envy and hunger.
It was quite funny to Harry. Ever since he came back the Dursleys decided that they would only put Dudley to the diet. Of course, Dudley didn't take it quite nicely. He threw things here and there. Once in a while he would sneak into the kitchen and take something while he thought nobody was watching. Of course once, Harry, his aunt, and uncle were watching the news and saw the whole thing, so Petunia came over, scolded, and gave him some carrots and tomatoes. Dudley came out fuming saying he was going out to go over for a 'cup of tea.' (But Harry knew that he was going out with his gang.) However, from time to time, few things were missing from the fridge.
Harry ate quietly and tried to finish quickly.
"Harry," Aunt Petunia asked in an uncertain voice. "Would you mind weeding the garden? I mean, never mind Dudley you-"
"It's fine Aunt Petunia, I'll do it." Harry said quietly. It was something to do to take his mind off of Sirius' death and Voldemort.
The Dursleys stayed quiet for a moment.
"You're not going to tell those. those friends of yours, are you, boy?" Uncle Vernon said suspiciously.
"No." Harry said finishing his last piece of toast.
". Fine then." He returned to his paper. Harry got up and went upstairs. He changed into ragged and dirty clothing and grabbed some supplies. Then he walked outside and went to gardening.
It was after two hours that something happened while Harry was pulling out the weeds.
"Damn, stupid, bloody, son of a-" Harry cursed as he tried to pull out a huge weed. Apparently, Harry hasn't been weeding the garden since his second year of Hogwarts, and nobody else tried to either. The garden patch was a wreck. Then Harry heard trucks coming in next door.
Someone was moving in.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Well. off to a quite of a start don't you say? I think that chapter was good.. short.. but good..
I promise to make the story longer if you guys review! ^.^
I'm not really that much of a desperate person, but don't count on a fast update if there's less then 3 reviews.
Oh, due to my limited time on the internet, even though it's summer (a real bummer) the earliest I can update is Sunday. sorry.
Adios!