A/N: Thanks to SwayPippin and WiseGuy360 for the reviews. I hope that you, as well as the 5 alerts, like this chapter. Tell me what you think. If possible I will try to update once a week, but it might just be once every other, depends on my homework load. Thanks!
Oh yea! I forgot to do this last time, so if you were unaware(which I strongly doubt), Harry Potter and everything affiliated with said series belong to the too-talented-to be- real, J.K. Rowling. Plot is mine, if you haven't already guessed that little tidbit. :P Later...Samantha aka tortured soul
LAST TIME...
Along with his glasses, he had let his hair grow out. It now covered his eyes and scar, and the back lightly brushed his shoulders. The length made the it less tangled and even Malfoy had said that it made him look less like a dog.
Harry quietly gasped as his gut clenched slightly at the word, Sirius. 'Snuffles', was gone now and nothing could be done. Harry knew it wasn't his fault, but he still believed that most of the Department of Ministries fiasco was.
The troubled teen, broke free of the unwanted thoughts, and his eyes sparkled up at his friend mischievously. "Race you to the Great Hall," he whispered, but was already gone through the Fat Lady's portrait, before Seamus finally realized what was said. He smiled slightly, shrugging his worry away for Harry Potter for later, before sprinting to catch up with said boy.
Demised Jade- Ch.3: Devoted Friends
Despite being in the lead, Harry waited for his friend on the entrance stairs to catch up. He took the extra minutes to clear his head. Although not very skilled at Occulmency, Harry knew how to cover his most unwanted memories and did so with ease. Placing a small smile on his face completed his own private masquerade.
Letting his thoughts drift for a minute, Harry wondered what his best friends thoughts of him were now, after he told one of his biggest secrets yesterday. Wondered if they calmed down long enough for him to have a decent conver-fucking-sation with them. Pressure started behind his eyes, but he refused to succumb to the tears. 'I mean did they ever really like me? Or were they just joining the freaking Boy Who Lived,' he thought bitterly. 'Now they won't even look at me, much less speak,' he scoffed, swiping a sleeve across his face to remove the wetness.
FLASH-BACKFLASH-BACK: yesterday on hogwart's express: FLASH-BACKFLASH-BACK
Harry Potter sat in a room by himself, waiting for his best friends to arrive. He had asked them to come before meeting with anybody and discuss something with them. Waiting in nervous anticipation, and breathing a sigh of relief when they finally came, albeit ten minutes late.
"Hey mate, sorry we're late, had to deal with Malfoy," Ron said, an apologetic look on his face, as he spat out the name. He hugged the shorter boy tightly, easily fitting him in his arms.
Harry blushed lightly as he was put down, and then was engulfed into Hermione's bushy hair. "Oh Harry, I missed you sooo much. Dumbledore said we couldn't contact you, for our own safety, I hope you understand," she said breathlessly.
Harry nodded silently, giving them a smile, while trying to stop the pain on his body from their hugs,without grimacing. He motioned from them to sit, while he paced the length of the compartment, up and down. The distraught boy ran his long, pale fingers through his ebony hair. He glanced at the two of them sitting there, looking very worried. When Ron's signature confused look showed up on Hermione, he decided to start slowly.
"Okay, then I guess I'll tell you guys," Harry started, tensing noticeably when Ron patted him on his arm for support. He shot a look of gratitude and the youngest male Weasley and waited for him to sit back down again before continuing.
He waved his wand multiple times, silently putting up the strongest shields, before staring again. "Um, you guys have secrets right ?"
The others nodded, throwing uncertain looks at one another, before prodding him to continue. "Well I thought I had this major problem when I was little and as I grew up. I am attracted to... nice-looking people," he stuttered out, growing a bit red.
They both stood up at the same time, Hermione to feel his forehead, and Ron to blink at him stupidly. "Harry...mate...are you sure your ok? Do we need to call a mediwitch?" Hermione questioned.
Ron, the other hand, was still wondering what his best friend was talking about. "Um yeah Harry, most people do like attractive people, so...?" he asked raising an eyebrow.
Harry blushed, glancing at the floor before staring right into their eyes defiantly, "I'm gay," he said loudly and clearly. If the charms weren't up, the whole train would know.
They both said, "Huh?", simultaneously, looking at Harry with utter confusion written on their faces.
The shorter of the three took a deep breath, happy that they were taking it this well. "I'm attracted to boys, men, males...whatever. I never really realized it until I came to Hogwarts my 2nd year...,"but stopped reminiscing as a fist flew into his face, catching him off guard.
Harry stared in shock at Ron Weasley, his best mate for five years, looming over him. His face was covered in red anger and disgust. He turned to look at Hermione, but saw that she was behind him, mumbling spells under her breath, her wand pointed at him.
His mind and body were still not entirely there when she finished. Harry opened his mouth to talk, but nothing came out. He looked at them in confusion and sadness at the pure malice in their eyes. His eyes brimmed with tears and he let them fall silently. Each time his bounds loosened, the young witch would tighten the restraints.
He called Harry every degrading word known to man and then began spelling him without mercy. Ronald Weasley told his girlfriend to leave and to act as if nothing unusual. After relocking and silencing the doors once again, he turned to Harry with a complete grin on his face. Ron then strengthened the binding charm before saying Nox. He also did a small Lumos, and advanced upon Harry.
Petrificus Totalus.
Harry Potter stared eyes wide as Ron quickly removed his clothing. He banished all of Harry's clothes as well before savaging the smaller boy's mouth. 'This isn't happening. No way, Ron is straight," Harry told himself, almost believing it until another thought came to mind. 'Why did he act like that earlier, is he gay?'
The Parselmouth suddenly hissed, finally being able to talk,he yelled out Accio Wand, just as Ron was about to enter him. Free from the spell, Harry quickly pushed Ron from him, donning his clothes as he put up protective shield around himself.
Ron tried everything until yelling, Sectumsempra!' Harry Potter winced as the spell pierced through a little, slashing his face, arms, back, etc. He still refused to back down, cradling his nearly severed arm to his chest, but continued to hold the shield.
The angry red-head finally grew enraged, fixing his clothes before storming out of the room.
Harry almost sighed in relief, before he felt the excruciating pain from his cut body. Weakly, he locked the door, before laying spread-eagle on the Persian carpet. He pointed his other unhurt appendage straight up at the ceiling, allowing a light purple light cover the room. Harry allowed sleep to take him, knowing that by the time that he was at Hogwart's he'd be mostly healed.
FLASH-BACKFLASH-BACKFLASH-BACK: ended : FLASH-BACK: ended: FLASH-BACK
Harry smiled softly, that charm had worked really well, even Hermione and Ron seemed surprised at his quick recovery. He blinked rapidly as Seamus came into view, huffing a bit.
The older boy, blushed slightly, "The staircases kept on switching, sorry you had to wait so long," he apologized sincerely.
Harry smiled, pulling his friend by the arms. "No problem, come on let's go," he said, but his mind screaming for him to stay in his dorm room, because something bad was going to happen, he could 'feel' it. He ignored the foreboding voice, and walked into the Great Hall with Seamus.
A/N:Ok, so did you like? Now that you know a fraction of the background story,..what's going to happen next? Hmm, if I decide to do slash, (which I haven't yet) who do you think will be our poor Harry's love? It could be Voldemort, but I mainly put him as a central character. Who knows it might be the dark Lord, the greasy git Snape, Finnigan, or OC... probably not OC, but anyway, I hope you enjoy this addition. Review . Thanks a lot... if you are all good I might be inspired and write another chapter early next week, or even better this weekend. REVIEW...INSPIRE ME.. YOU GUYS ARE MY MUSE:P