Rhapsody of Harry Potter
Chapter Two: Down The Back Ways
Rated PG13 because I'm not quite sure what would have it rated and how bad this story will get.
Summary: Harry gets abused and retreats into himself (NOT a Harry gets saved from the Dursleys fic). He gains new powers that could drive him insane, but will anyone be there to bring him back from the brink? And what are the Elemental Guardians? Will be slash.
Warnings: Let's see, slash and bad jokes… Mentions of abuse and I may put in an abuse scene, but only if I can convince someone to write it for me… say, would anyone care to write me an abuse scene? Please? Points and lemon drops to anyone who does? Please? Please?
Disclaimer: Chapter titles are from 'Hallelujah Man' by Love And Money unless I say it's something else. JKR owns Harry Potter and the other characters and settings, not me… WHAT?! I DON'T?! WHEN WAS SOMEONE GOING TO INFORM ME OF THIS?! I DEMAND BLOOD!!!
Adrianne- ::appears on shoulder in a puff of red smoke:: You do realise how pathetic they'll think you are, right?
Katlyn- ::appears on other shoulder in a puff of white smoke:: Awfully sorry my Goddess, but for once I agree with her.
Goddess- Gah! ::falls over anime style:: Everyone's against me! Even my shoulder angels! Woe is me!
A & K- ::sneak away muttering about lunatics being allowed anywhere these days::
G-::brightens considerably:: Anyway, on with the story…
'Nobody is listening. Until you make a mistake' –Furry Logic
Harry quickly walked to the Gryffindor table and sat down on the bench at the halfway point of the table. After a minute he was found by Ron and Hermione, who sat on either side of him and started to bombard him with questions as to where he had been on the train. He gave them short answers to all their questions, and they left him alone purely because Professor McGonagall came in with the first years and the sorting hat at that particular moment.
Harry heard one of the first year students gasp loudly at the sight of the sorting hat open its… rip, and begin to sing the song it had written for this year.
I may be merely a sorting hat,
And perhaps an ancient one too,
But I, before, have told you that
Which you know to be true.
Gryffindor, so brave and bold,
Yes he loved playing pranks and to kid,
He may have had a heart of gold,
But could anyone be so stupid?
Hufflepuff, so just and loyal,
She was patient and kind to a fault,
Perhaps she was unafraid of toil,
But she would patiently come to a halt.
Ravenclaw, the intelligent and witty,
Oh how she loved books above all,
She was, sometimes, considered snooty,
And was certainly a know-it-all.
Slytherin, the cunning and sly,
He wasn't really that bad,
He was cold to people, loving to lie,
But mostly he was just sad.
The four of them, they had their flaws,
Just like everyone here and now,
So why is it you set down the laws,
Saying that all must fight and row?
I warned you before,
And I'll do it again,
Unite within, this is war!
A complete silence came over the great hall, and then whispers broke out about the sorting hat's disrespect for the dead founders of Hogwarts. Professor Dumbledore stood up.
"Students, please calm down so that the sorting may begin," he said, then sat down as everyone shut up.
Professor McGonagall quickly read down the scroll of first years, and Harry noticed a boy he knew.
"Evans, Mark!"
The small (he was actually one of the tallest there) boy with mousy brown hair walked up to the stool and put the hat on. A few seconds later, the hat shouted "GRYFFINDOR!" then walked over and sat down at the cheering table across from Hermione.
Finally, the sorting came to an end with Yran, Tabitha ('RAVENCLAW!'), and the headmaster stood up again.
"Well, I wouldn't want to keep you waiting," with a grand gesture around the hall, he said; "etslay ateay!"
Ron blinked, actually ignoring the food on his plate for once. "What did he say?" he asked Hermione.
Hermione looked perplexed, but Harry answered for her. "I'd say that Dumbledore's been researching Pig-Latin, Ron. He actually said 'lets eat'."
"Harry Potter?!"
Harry looked up at Mark Evans, who was looking straight at him with wide eyes. "Yes? I hope that this is more of an 'Oh my god, I know you!' exclamation, than an 'Oh my god, run away! It's Harry Potter!' exclamation."
"But… but, mum warned me that you go to St Brutus' School for Incurably Criminal Boys and to stay away from you…"
The boy trailed off because Harry had started laughing and all the people surrounding them had turned to see who was being accused of going to a school like St Brutus' School for Incurably Criminal Boys. Ron, of course, had started to choke on the food he had stuffed in his mouth.
"Sorry to disappoint you, but that's just what the Dursley's make up to say where I go to school since I got my letter for Hogwarts. Sorry about my cousin, too, but he'd taken to beating up other people who are younger than him since he found out that I could do magic and turn him into a pig… not that it would take much."
"Actually, Dudley hasn't been beating up as many other kids when he was back this summer and last summer," Mark replied thoughtfully.
"That's probably because they found out that I… er… couldn't do magic outside of school… and, er, trying to catch me is more fun than beating up other kids for no reason..."
God Harry was a bad liar when he wasn't concentrating.
Thankfully, dinner went by without anyone questioning his excuse, though Hermione and Ron were probably thinking about how to get information out of him later. Well, Hermione at any rate, Harry thought as he saw that Ron was engaged in a miniature food war with Seamus and Dean.
After everyone had finished their desert, the plates and food vanished, leaving a room of very full group of students and one Harry Potter who had finally gotten a meal of more than bread and water. Then Professor Dumbledore stood up, and Harry had no idea that the professor would be delivering some good news, and some horrifically horrible news that outweighed the good by... well, a lot.
"Ah, now that we are all fed and no longer dieing of starvation (::he has no idea that that was actually a literal statement::), I have some announcements for you. Number one is that our caretaker, Mr Filch, has put all Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes known to him on the list of banned items, so I suggest that you hide your supply well.
"Also, seventh year students have been granted the privilege of attending a trip to Serenade School of Performing Magic for a week, to see a performance they have kindly prepared, and also to see what varying types of magic they teach. The students who wish to attend will need the permission of their parents or guardians, so please notify your head of house as soon as you decide to go.
"On a slightly less cheerful note, I am sorry to inform you that because of the threat of Voldemort (::gasps from the students::) Hogwarts is going to have the wards renewed and reinforced by some skilled witches and wizards, thanks to the ever-present pestering from parents. We are sorry to say that this means we will have to close the school down to all those wishing to stay at Hogwarts for the Christmas holidays, which means that all of the students are to go home and visit their relatives, and have a Christmas with family!
"That is everything of importance from me, now off to bed with you, and get some sleep for tomorrows classes!" Dumbledore finished with that ever annoying twinkle.
Unfortunately, Harry hadn't heard anything after 'close down the school for the Christmas holidays' and even worse 'go and visit relatives'. Ron and Hermione had stood up and started herding the students out of the Great Hall, so neither of them noticed that Harry wasn't following with them.
The boy in question was actually still at Gryffindor table, staring in horror at the head table with a look of utter despair and… well, abject horror.
He had to go back to the Dursley's for Christmas…
Author's Notes
I had to add that bit there so that Harry has something to look forward to. Well… not look forward to precisely, but… you know what I mean. Hopefully. I am totally evil. Hee hee. Wait, no, I take it back! Dumbledore is evil! Not me!
I hope that I did an ok job on the sorting hat song, that took me ages and it's still shoddy. If there's anything I can do to make it better then please tell me. And please tell me if the chapters are too short or something.
If anyone was wondering what was up with Adrianne and Katlyn at the start, they are two Shadow Angels from another story I'm working on, and just in case you didn't figure it out, Adrianne is like the demon type person and Katlyn is the angel type person… shoulder angel… thing. And if anyone doesn't know what a shoulder angel is, you should really watch 'The Emperor's New Groove' (not mine, Disney's).
I really need people to review, because I'm sure that there has to be a mistake somewhere, I'm not that good at writing am I? Anyway, thanks to my grand total of ONE reviewer Serenla, you rule and thanks for the support. And remember,
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