This chapter might be a little confusing for u guys, but soon enough u'll get everything. in the meantime, enjoy the story : D
and don't forget to review. and THANKS very very much to everyone who reviewed, i really loved ur comments.
Something else, i couldn't have let harry just return by the room of requirement as someone suggested, i don't know if it's possible in this story, but thanks for the suggestion nonetheless ;)
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Chapter 4
Passing Time
Harry stood there as he looked at the empty place around him, there was no one, and everybody was gone along with the group, even the fountain. Then Harry saw something that made his heart jump a bit. He saw the same fog that he had seen before, and it was surrounding him again. He thought that everything might return the way it was, he wished that he could just go back to Hogwarts, his Hogwarts.
The fog made the place around Harry disappear, and Harry waited for it to go away, and everything around him to clear up.
After some seconds, the fog went away, but not all, just a little. Harry squinted a bit in the foggy shape in front of him, and as it cleared up, Harry gasped slightly.
"Fifty points from Gryffindor" Snape was saying, as Harry stood there, not believing his eyes. Then as he wanted to speak and say something, the fog returned again, more than before, and Harry couldn't see anything once again as it surrounded him. He waited yet again; feeling scared of what's happening to him, he wanted everything to stop, his eyes began to get fuzzy.
It stopped yet again, and Harry could see his surroundings well enough.
The door at the end of the office opened and Dumbledore came in.
"well, I got all the parchments we need Harry," he said, as he counted the parchments in his hand, "soon … you'll be free to go back to professor Snape's cla" but Dumbledore's voice began to get far, and Harry couldn't hear what he was saying. He wanted to say something to the man but he couldn't hear his voice too. He wanted him to know the problem he was in, but the problem now is that the man was still looking at those parchments in his hand, and didn't notice Harry standing with terror in his eyes.
Harry looked down, wanting to find something that could attract the man's attention, but instead he saw something that made him freeze in his place.
The lower drawer of Dumbledore's desk was opening by itself slowly, very slowly. Harry looked, as fog began to surround him, at the same object that made all this fuss, Harry extended his hand to grab it before he goes anywhere else, but as he tried to touch it, his hand went through it, and everything around him disappeared.
"No" Harry covered his face with his hands. When he uncovered it after a few seconds, the fog was gone, and everything returned as clear as real.
Harry was really scared, he didn't move as he looked around him. He was back in the courtyard; the fountain was splashing water as he heard a bell ring high above him. He looked at the students heading to their classes; some were still sitting and talking with their friends.
Harry looked behind him and saw the same blonde girl he talked to, and she was reading the same book she was reading previously.
"Hi" Harry said, as he approached her.
She looked up at him, "hello" she said, but Harry noticed that she was uncertain.
"What is it?" he asked her, stopping in front of her.
"Err … nothing" she said, frowning at him, "can … can I help you?" she asked.
"Help me?" Harry said, looking at her as she got up and headed after the rest of the students.
She looked at him with her cold gaze and then turned to go.
"Wait" Harry grabbed her arm.
As he did that, she pulled out her wand quickly and Harry let go.
"What do you want?" she asked briskly.
"Hey … it's me, Harry" he said, raising both his hands.
Wait a minute, does my wand work here? He thought, as he looked at hers.
"Who?" she said, looking puzzled, but she lowered her wand a bit.
"Harry?" he said, "I was with you in class … the classroom in there?" he said, pointing at the entrance hall.
She looked behind her then lowered her wand to her side.
"But I'm just going to that class" she told him, "We only have it now"
Harry looked for a moment into her eyes, and then everything clicked in his head, not everything but some things.
"Look, I have to go now ok?" she said, and then turned and headed towards the entrance hall.
So, that's why she offered the empty chair to me, he thought, because I talked to her before… well, should have talked to her before that … so she knew who I was then.
Harry frowned as he remembered everything that happened in the class and later on.
I already talked to her before the class.
Then he had an idea. He ran towards the entrance hall and entered. He saw a professor walking in the hall, he ran to him and said, "Excuse me sir, but could you tell me where the headmaster office is?"
The man turned to look at him, and then said, "It's on the seventh floor"
"What's the password to enter?" he asked the professor.
"Password? There's no password, you don't need one to enter the headmaster's office" the man told him, and Harry smiled, "thanks sir" he said, then without any delay he ran towards the stairs and up towards the seventh floor.
He arrived there panting, and knocked on the door (there was no statue).
He waited for a whole minute, but when no one answered him, he entered.
The office was empty as he expected, so he closed the door behind him.
"Now" he whispered, heading for the desk, "where is it?"
He was thinking of retrieving that object if it was there. So he opened the last drawer and looked inside.
To his dismay, there was nothing but old parchments and some papers as well.
He sighed, getting his breath out along with his last hope.
He went towards the cupboard that was full of parchments in Dumbledore's time. He opened it and looked inside. It was empty except for a big oval mirror; it looked so magnificent, glittering in the darkened cupboard. It had diamonds all around it, also, Harry noticed that it had a small rectangular-shaped hole on the left side of its frame.
Then suddenly, he heard footsteps behind the door, coming closer. He knew he had to leave this wonderful mirror for some other time. He looked around; wanting to hide somewhere, but there was nowhere to hide.
He looked down and saw the space under the desk. He lowered himself down and hid under it. The door opened.
Harry held his breath as he heard limping footsteps getting closer to the desk. He wanted to get out, he didn't want anymore trouble.
When he peered a little from under the desk, he saw, with horror, the old man that caught him before when he was in the courtyard. Harry knew that if he caught him again, he would be hitting him well with that broom of his.
Harry noticed his feet going to the other side of the office, and Harry knew that this was his only chance to get out, the man won't see him, he was busy cleaning.
Harry crawled on the floor, heading for the opened door. When he reached it, he stood up and went outside quickly before the man could see him.
He breathed in relief as he looked around. The corridor was empty.
"Now what?" he asked himself, as he walked towards the stairs again. Then, another idea hit him. Why not search the library for some answers, maybe there's something good there.
He ran towards it, hoping that its place hasn't changed. When he arrived, he was glad to see that it was there. He entered it quietly, closing the door behind him.
It was empty except for some students, everyone was in their lessons. Harry headed for the librarian, which he saw was a man.
"Can I help you?" the man asked Harry, as he stood there holding a huge book in his hand.
"Yes sir … I need help with something" Harry began, but then he stopped; he didn't know how to say it.
"What is it?" the man asked, putting the book down.
"Well, I accidentally did something … and now I don't want it" Harry knew that the man will hit him now; he knew that he didn't understand what Harry was trying to tell him. But to Harry's surprise, the man smiled.
"I have just the thing" he said, heading towards the shelves and Harry followed him.
"What?" Harry asked.
"it's a book full of spells that could undo, or reverse all spells or any kind of magic… you need to look for the one that you need, and that depends on what you did … and then do it" he smiled at Harry as they arrived to the restricted section.
"In there?" Harry asked, amazed.
"Yes, why?" the man asked.
"Isn't that the restricted section?"
"The what?" the man asked, looking puzzled.
Harry looked up and saw that the sign that they had in the present library was not there.
"Nothing" Harry shook his head.
The man headed inside and pulled a book out.
"Here we are" he said, giving it to Harry, "you'll do well to return it in time"
Harry nodded, not planning to get in any trouble with this man too.
He heard a bell ring as he headed out of the library and towards the seventh floor. Then he stopped. He realized that there was no common room to go to … he couldn't just go in a place where no one knew him, not to mention that he doesn't even know the password.
He stood there, feeling lost all over again. Then he sighed, and headed for the library again, not knowing where else to go.
He sat on one of the tables and opened the book in his hand. He went straight to the index at the last page.
"Dangerous Creatures … "he read, "Attacks … Dark Magic …" he stopped, thinking for a second.
Do people consider that object dark magic? He thought. He decided that they don't, so he continued.
"Fires and Burns … accidental Magic … Restricted practices … Magical objects" Harry hit the brake hard. "This is it" he whispered.
He turned to page 100 and looked at it. He was very lucky that there were illustrations for each object; he really wasn't in the mood of reading all these pages about magical objects and how to undo them.
He flipped through the pages quickly, scanning for the item he saw back in Dumbledore's office. He reached page 144 when he stopped.
There was a drawing of the same object that Harry used, but it was oval instead of round.
"What?" Harry was confused, he didn't want to rush anything, so nothing will go wrong again while he was trying to make it right.
"That's a very rare object, you know" a voice said from behind, and Harry turned quickly.
"Oh, hi" Harry said, as he looked at the girl (AN: he has got to know the girl's name, I'm really tired of saying the girl, the girl!)
"Why are you here?" she asked him, sitting down on the opposite side.
"Oh, I just wanted to … search for something" he said.
"I thought you wanted to stay outside?"
"What?"
"yeah, you asked me where I was going … but you didn't say anything about going to the library" she said, "we could've gone together, you know … and I could help you with your search" she smiled.
Harry was really confused, "what?" he said again.
The girl frowned at him, "what's wrong?" she asked.
"Nothing … I thought you didn't know me" Harry said, but he knew it was dump to say that.
The girl laughed, "What do you mean? We were just talking outside … after the class finished"
Harry looked for a moment, and then it clicked again.
Time passed, and I must have entered the class … this is what should've happened after I appeared in the courtyard … I entered the classroom. He nodded, and she looked at him blankly.
"Yeah, I'm sorry … I just thought I'll come now" he smiled at her.
"I'll help you now" she said, putting her stuff aside.
Harry thought for moment. Should he trust her? Should he tell her?
Harry decided he should.
"Alright" he said.
