Harry Potter
A New Prophecy
Chapter Six
Hogsmeade
Between quidditch practice twice a week during the weekends and his week full of classes, Jason was able to keep his mind busy from thinking about the negative. Well the only negative things he was thinking about was the long list of homework he had for his classes. A report on the draught of the living death for potions, The witch hunt of the fourteenth century for History of Magic, were one of the many pieces of homework he was working on. Jason sat in the library with a stack of books beside him as he wrote his essay,How "Witch Burning in the Fourteenth Century was Completely Pointless, discuss. Jason laid his quill down next to the piece of parchment he was writing on, and looked over his essay. He took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes, before pushing his glasses back on and up the bridge of his nose. He turned his head to his opened book and read:
Non-magic people (more commonly known as Muggles) were particularly afraid of magic in medieval times, but not very good at recognizing it. On the rare occasions that they did carch a real witch or wizard, burning had noeffect whatsoever. The witch or wizard would perform a basic Flame-Freezing Charm and then pretend to shriek with pain while enjoying a gentle, tickling sensation. Indead, Wendelin the Weird enjoyed being burned so much that she allowed herself to be caught no less than forty-seven times in various disguises.
Jason re-read the passage again and then looked back to his piece of parchment. He rubbed the top of his head as he picked up his quill with his other hand, and dipped it into a jar of ink. He tapped it a few times to get the extra ink off before hovering it over his parchment and began to write more of his report on the subject.
"thought I would find you here" said Farrah
Jason looked up to see one of his close friends as she plopped down in a seat across from him and looked at what he was working on. She then raised an eyebrow at the stack of books beside him.
"research for the paper" said Jason "I have to get this History of Magic paper done, by tomorrow, totally forgot about it because of Quidditch practice, Elijah has been killing us with how intense training is"
Jason looked down to his parchment to finish writing down a example from what he had just read. Once he sited the source, he laid his quill down and leaned back against the chair and let out a sigh. Farrah just looked at him with her doe eyes.
"well I am just happy that I finished mine the other day" she said "although I basically copied it from Ben, although he did nag me for that, told me I should attempt to try and do my own essay. can you believe that"
Jason smirked at her comment.
"yeah I can" he said
"I mean honestly I don't think I am gonna need to know the history of wizards if I am not gonna be going to become a history professor" she continued "plus Professor Bin's classes are so boring, I don't know how you can stay awake to take all those notes, Blimey I don't even know how Ben does it"
Professor Bins was their History of Magic teacher. Being in his class is a sleeping hazard. His voice coming out like a drawl, it can make a student who is wide awake fall asleep within mere seconds. The only cool thing about the professor is that he is a ghost. Rumor has it that when he was alive, the old professor fell asleep in his chair and the next day when he woke up to prepare to teach his class, he just floated out of his body and thought nothing of it.
Jason didn't even know how he can stay awake in the class either. He thought hard about it for a moment before he remembered how.
"I drown out his voice" said Jason "and imagine that his voice sounds like Hagrid's, cause Hagrid can keep anyone awake, you should try it, it really works"
"speaking of Hagrid" laughed Farrah "i went to visit him before I stopped here, cause he wanted to show me what he would be showing class, said that we would be in for a really treat next week"
"really" said Jason "i wonder what it is"
Farrah laughed at Jason. She knew he was unintentionally asking him what Hagrid would be showing them during their next class. She leaned foreward as if to tell him. Jason leaned foreward as well only to receive a poke on the nose from his friend her giggled uncontrollably. He sat back with a glare and looked down at his homework. He decided that he would finish the homework later and started packing up his things. Stuffing his books into his school bag. He capped his ink jar and threw that in the bag along with his set of quills. He rolled up his parchment and slid that neatly before closing his bag and swinging it over his shoulder.
"well its about time we get ready" said Jason when he looked at his watch
"oh that's right we have the Hogsmeade trip today" said Farrah excitedly "i can't wait to visit the candy shop, oh we should really go to the Three Broomsticks too, from what I hear, Madam Rosmerta's butterbeer is to die for"
Jason laughed. He decided not to tell Farrah that he had been going to Hosmeade since before he even went to Hogwarts, he remembered his family coming up for the Christmas holidays during his sister's first year, he was only nine at the time, but he still remembered how much fun he had. His brother's starting a snowball fight, Albus helping him make snowmen. Jason then felt a lump in his throat and he looked away. He was going back to that spot...
Third years and up had gathered at the courtyard. Mr. Filch was checking off names as Professor Longbottom was taking the signed permission slips from the students. Jason walked out with Farrah and Ben and handed him their permission forms before following the crowd of students as they walked to the small wizarding village. Farrah was talking to Ben, telling him her plans. Jason was a little bit behind the two, his mind on another matter. As the trio entered the village, Jason veered off from the group, without them noticing. He walked to an clearing, where in the distance he could see the shrieking shack. He walked to a certain spot and looked at it. He closed his eyes and he could immediately see laying there his brother's body, laying there all life taken from his eyes. Jason felt a pang in his chest and put a hand to where his heart was. He heard footsteps and turned around and saw his two friends. Farrah had a look that Jason never noticed her have before, it was a look of worry. He saw her make a step but Ben held her shoulder.
"this is where it happened mate" asked Ben to which Jason nodded.
"yeah" he said solemnly "this is where he died"
Farrah had taken a step foreward and then another. Before long she was infront of Jason. She threw her arms around him and hugged him tightly. She eventually unwrapped her arms from around him and looked at him.
"i'm fine" said Jason with a smile "i uh just wanted to come here to put it all behind me, I mean Albus would be rolling in his grave if he knew I was killing myself over this"
Jason let out an uneasy laugh. He put his hands in his pockets and looked back to the spot. He felt the nice autumn breeze pierce through the air and closed his eyes. He then opened them and looked to his two friends.
"come on" he said finally "lets head to the Three Broomsticks, I'll buy the first round of Butterbeer"
"make that two rounds mate" said Ben "since you offered so nicely to buy the first round"
"no mate" said Jason coolly "i offered only the first round, your buying the second round"
The rest of the trip was spent buying the Butterbeer and sitting in seats close to the fireplace and talking about their classes. Since Ben had Defense Against The Dark Arts, after Jason and Farrah, the two filled him in on what he would be learning in the next classes, and vice versa for Jason with his History of Magic.
"wait so Bins is giving us another paper to write" said Jason, after hearing about the next homework for the History of Magic class "i barely finished the one on the Witch hunt one, whats this one on now"
"Blimey Jason" said Ben "you know how Professor Bins is, even though we have a whole year to go, he'll just pile it all up on you"
"Well its a good thing that I have his class before dinner" said Farrah "and I sit in the back so I don't get caught falling asleep"
Jason and Ben both raised an eyebrow at her. She shrugged her shoulders as if she didn't have the care in the world and finished what remained of her Butterbeer. She set down her glass and wiped her cream mustache off her face. She looked at the two.
"you know I just realized how mental she is" said Ben
"oh you are just realizing that now Ben" said Jason jokingly "i mean we have been friends with her for what two years now"
Ben looked at Jason and then Farrah before chuckling. Farrah had furrowed his brow and looked at the two with a confused look on her face. Her doe eyes looking at the two as she tried to think of what they were talking about. She finally looked at Jason, who gave her an innocent look.
"what is so amusing" she asked sternly
"the fact that you openly say how you intentionally don't pay attention in class" said Jason "i mean you openly admitted to taking a spot in the back of the class so you can do so"
"yeah but come on you know how boring his classes are" said Farrah emphasizing on the word boring as if to try and make her point.
Soon the trip to Hogsmeade was over and the students were returning to the castle. Jason was carrying a large bag of sweets that Farrah had guilt tripped him into buying for her. Ben meanwhile was laughing at Jason's predicament. To which Farrah looked at him calmly.
"next time you can carry my stuff" she said in an angelic tone
"oh I don't think I can" said Ben jokingly "i think the weight alone of holding that bag would tear my arm off"
Once they returned to the castle the trio went there separate ways to their separate common rooms. Ben to Ravenclaw, and Jason, Farrah to Gryffindor. When the duo got to the portrait of the Fat Lady she looked at them.
"password" she asked
"rambagshot" said Farrah sweetly "thank you"
The Fat Lady's portrait swung open and let the two Gryffindors in. Farrah dumped her bag of sweets on the coffee table where a small group of first and second years were. They looked up at her and then to the sweets. Jason looked at her with a bewildered look on his face. She caught his look and stuck out her tongue.
"I am not the same person I was back in first year" she said "when I ate all the sweets, plus you remember being jealous about not being able to go to the village"
Jason chuckled and rubbed the back of his head nervously. He still, to this day, hadn't told Farrah or Ben how he would sneak out of the castle during their second year and went to the Wizarding Village, thanks to his father's invisibility cloak. He also hadn't told Farrah how he would come to the village even before he went to Hogwarts.
"ok uh Farrah" he started slowly "about that, you see before I attended Hogwarts, my mum would bring me there during the Christmas holidays and we would erm celebrate the holidays here"
Jason looked at Farrah and saw her face go from happy go lucky to well upset.
"Jason Evans Potter" she said using his full name "you mean to tell me that you withheld information to me, I thought we were friends, I guess you just had to take the knife and stab me in the back"
Farrah made the point to act as if she was just stabbed which amused Jason. He held back a laugh as he crossed his arms over his chest. He looked at her as she dropped the act and both started laughing.
"but seriously" she said after they finally stopped "how could you have not told us that you have gone before, and man you put up a good act of being excited to be entering those shops as if it were your first time"
"well it was my first time" said Jason "when I was younger I was never allowed to go in the stores by myself with my own money, so really going there now was the first time I was able to buy something without having my mum tell me no"
"parents" said Farrah "gotta hate it when they tell you no"
Jason agreed as he picked up a chocolate frog. He looked at it before opening it, having gotten so many of these in his childhood he knew how fast he had to be to catch the frog before he got away. The frog squirmed around before the spell on it wore off and it was just a piece of chocolate. Jason pulled out the wizarding card and saw the blue eyed, and half moon shaped glasses Professor Dumbledore. He looked at the image and turned it around to read the small biography, before turning it back around, and the moving image was gone. He then thought of the small collection he had of them and handed it to a random first year.
"so tomorrow is the first quidditch match" said Farrah "and its against slytherin too"
Jason nodded. He was really excited about being back in the air again. Practice had been good the past several weeks, but there were nights when he couldn't even mae it to the boys dorma nd just fell asleep on the couch in the common room. He shook the thought from his head and looked at Farrah.
"yeah" he said "and the team is pretty good, you are in for a big surprise"
"oh really and whats the surprise" she asked
"if I told you it wouldn't be a surprise now would it" said Jason as he got up from where he sat and headed to the spiral staircase that lead to his dorm room.
Jason went up the staircase and walked into the room that house five four poster beds. He changed into his pajamas and plopped down onto his bed. He had an early start in the morning. Elijah had wanted the team up at the crack of dawn for a last minute practice session before the game. Soon Jason drifted off to sleep and for the first time in months the nightmares started.
Author's Note)
Hey I know that originally this chapter was going to show the Quidditch Tryouts. I had it all typed out and saved and ready to upload. But the idiot that I am mde the mistake of posting up the chapter from another story without even thinking. so then I started on chapter seven. Halfway through writing chapter seven I looked back to six, as a reference for one of the interactions with two characters and saw that I had made a terrible mistake. Now I had already deleted the file due to me using the same one and after publishing a chapter I would going into the document manager and just delete what I had typed up and then type up the next chapter. so in the end this chapter that I am posting up was going to be Chapter Seven. But now it is Chapter Six. Chapter Seven will have the first quidditch match of the season, now bear with me on this cause this will be the first time I will ever be attempting this. also after this I will be starting to show more of the plotline and who this new dark wizard is.
Now I know that most people are wondering(well not really cause I haven't gotten any views beside one person), why am I making Jason so depressed, and over emotional. The reason I did this was because I didn't want it to be like how J.K Rowling. I took what I knew how she wrote the after effects of certain tragedies and looked at them as references. I then thought to myself, hey you know, its great how she did this with Harry. But how would his son, who hasn't witnessed such atrocities handle this. How would he handle going back to the spot where his brother died. Even if he had the same support from his friends like Harry did, would he push them away or go to them when he needed them most. And this is where I also had an easy time writing harry in this(look at the first few chapters), he has been through so much, watch people die in front of him, so he knows what it is like to be guilt ridden and having his frineds there to snap him out of it. So that's why I have had harry be in the front of the story the first two chapters, as a sort of counselor for his youngest son.
On that note, the next few chapters will deal with Harry finding out more about this Prophecy from his contacts in the Ministry. This will then lead to a surprise twist..but I am not going to blurt that out. so read on and find out. Also please review, I want to know how I am doing as a writer, but please be mindful in your critques, I just don't want to see flamers.