Harry Potter and the Order of Phoenix
Chapter 7- A New Beginning
I needed to take a break from this, but now it is back and hopefully better.
"I've been dying to tell you two that." Harry said with a smirk. Instantly Hermione and Rons lips broke apart and they engulfed him in a bone crushing hug. Harry let out a small "oof" and felt his ribs being pushed together.
"How have you been?" Ron practically yelled. He seemed to momentarily forget the compromising position he was just caught in. Hermione seemed to as well.
"Have the muggles been treating you all right?" She asked. Harry hoped they couldn't feel him flinch.
"Uh, Yes. I've been fine." He lied. Hermione looked at him, seemingly to question his honesty, but Ron seemingly didn't notice, or he simply didn't care. He gave him a smile as big as any Harry had ever seen. Hermione eyed him suspiciously.
"Great to hear mate! Who do ya reckon will be the Quiddich captain this year?" He asked exitedly. Their previous captain Oliver Wood had left after their third year. Harry shrugged.
Hermione scoffed. "Quiddich? You're worried about qudditch?" She was practically yelling now. "Harry could have had visions or something! Do you not even care?" She asked, her voice still rising. Now Ron was getting upset.
"Maybe I don't want to go reminding him! Of corse I care! I'm his best friend Dammit!" He yelled. Harry was a bit shocked at his friends sudden display of emotion, particularly without waiting to see his reaction.
"Um, I don't really mind Ron." He said calmly. "I have had a few visions, and I intend to discuss them with you later. But now, I want to relax. But as far as the captain, I have no clue. Maybe Alicia." He said, putting an end to their argument.
Then they heard the voice of Professor Dumbledor. "Your accounts of the summer must wait, Harry. We are still awaiting guests." The old wizard said. Harry briefly wondered who Dumbledor was talking about, but those thoughts were flushed from his mind when he saw a gigantic black dog rushing towards him.
"Snuffles!" Harry yelled. The dog began barking loudly and wagging its tail.
"Go ahead Sirius! Everyone here knows!" Harry heard Dumbledor shout. A second later a man was in the dogs place.
"Great to see you Harry." Sirius Black, Harry's godfather said. Engulfing him in a big hug Harry began to feel better about everything. He was home now. No more Dursleys, no more Dudly and fights. But know he had a much bigger problem, Voldemort. "Don't worry," Sirius whispered to Harry, "we'll take care of Voldemort." Harry looked at his godfather uneasily, and Siris saw Harry wanted to talk privately. He looked to Dumbledor who shook his head. "We can talk later Harry." Sirius said. Harry nodded, and turned to his friends.
Before he could speak again Dumbledor interrupted, "Are you not hungry my lad?" He asked. Harry's face lit up and he sat down and began shoveling food into his mouth. Ron and Hermione sat down beside him and began to eat again and talk pleasantly, about summer break, Quiddich, homework and house elf's.
Suddenly, Harry got a strange feeling. A feeling he had felt before. A feeling of power, like the time he first met Dumbledor, or Voldemort. But this power, this was different. Everyone else seemed to feel it too, and they all turned to the doors, where the feeling seemed to emanate from.
Then, the doors flew open and in walked a young man, Harry's age, wearing strange clothes and gloves. Harry and Ron exchanged uneasy glances, and then looked up to see Dumbledor smiling.
The young man spoke. "Sorry I'm late. Had some problems. Got ambushed, had to take muggle air, didn't want the I. M. M. getting involved." He said, his voice deeper than Harry's, with a sarcastic edge.
"I believe there are introductions in order." Dumbledor spoke. " Harry Potter, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger, meet Jason Micheals." The young man looked over at the three of them sitting and eating. He looked back to Dumbledor and spoke.
"They need lots of work. I don't know if we have that much time." Jason said. Ron grunted indignantly. He whispered to Harry, " What a jerk!" Harry didn't reply.
"They will do fine." Dumbledor said. "Harry, Ron Hermione, excuse us. We need to speak in private. Retire to your common room when you finish." He then left the hall with Jason and Sirius.
The threesome exchanged looks, but decided to head back to the common room to discuss their summers...
Chapter 7- A New Beginning
I needed to take a break from this, but now it is back and hopefully better.
"I've been dying to tell you two that." Harry said with a smirk. Instantly Hermione and Rons lips broke apart and they engulfed him in a bone crushing hug. Harry let out a small "oof" and felt his ribs being pushed together.
"How have you been?" Ron practically yelled. He seemed to momentarily forget the compromising position he was just caught in. Hermione seemed to as well.
"Have the muggles been treating you all right?" She asked. Harry hoped they couldn't feel him flinch.
"Uh, Yes. I've been fine." He lied. Hermione looked at him, seemingly to question his honesty, but Ron seemingly didn't notice, or he simply didn't care. He gave him a smile as big as any Harry had ever seen. Hermione eyed him suspiciously.
"Great to hear mate! Who do ya reckon will be the Quiddich captain this year?" He asked exitedly. Their previous captain Oliver Wood had left after their third year. Harry shrugged.
Hermione scoffed. "Quiddich? You're worried about qudditch?" She was practically yelling now. "Harry could have had visions or something! Do you not even care?" She asked, her voice still rising. Now Ron was getting upset.
"Maybe I don't want to go reminding him! Of corse I care! I'm his best friend Dammit!" He yelled. Harry was a bit shocked at his friends sudden display of emotion, particularly without waiting to see his reaction.
"Um, I don't really mind Ron." He said calmly. "I have had a few visions, and I intend to discuss them with you later. But now, I want to relax. But as far as the captain, I have no clue. Maybe Alicia." He said, putting an end to their argument.
Then they heard the voice of Professor Dumbledor. "Your accounts of the summer must wait, Harry. We are still awaiting guests." The old wizard said. Harry briefly wondered who Dumbledor was talking about, but those thoughts were flushed from his mind when he saw a gigantic black dog rushing towards him.
"Snuffles!" Harry yelled. The dog began barking loudly and wagging its tail.
"Go ahead Sirius! Everyone here knows!" Harry heard Dumbledor shout. A second later a man was in the dogs place.
"Great to see you Harry." Sirius Black, Harry's godfather said. Engulfing him in a big hug Harry began to feel better about everything. He was home now. No more Dursleys, no more Dudly and fights. But know he had a much bigger problem, Voldemort. "Don't worry," Sirius whispered to Harry, "we'll take care of Voldemort." Harry looked at his godfather uneasily, and Siris saw Harry wanted to talk privately. He looked to Dumbledor who shook his head. "We can talk later Harry." Sirius said. Harry nodded, and turned to his friends.
Before he could speak again Dumbledor interrupted, "Are you not hungry my lad?" He asked. Harry's face lit up and he sat down and began shoveling food into his mouth. Ron and Hermione sat down beside him and began to eat again and talk pleasantly, about summer break, Quiddich, homework and house elf's.
Suddenly, Harry got a strange feeling. A feeling he had felt before. A feeling of power, like the time he first met Dumbledor, or Voldemort. But this power, this was different. Everyone else seemed to feel it too, and they all turned to the doors, where the feeling seemed to emanate from.
Then, the doors flew open and in walked a young man, Harry's age, wearing strange clothes and gloves. Harry and Ron exchanged uneasy glances, and then looked up to see Dumbledor smiling.
The young man spoke. "Sorry I'm late. Had some problems. Got ambushed, had to take muggle air, didn't want the I. M. M. getting involved." He said, his voice deeper than Harry's, with a sarcastic edge.
"I believe there are introductions in order." Dumbledor spoke. " Harry Potter, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger, meet Jason Micheals." The young man looked over at the three of them sitting and eating. He looked back to Dumbledor and spoke.
"They need lots of work. I don't know if we have that much time." Jason said. Ron grunted indignantly. He whispered to Harry, " What a jerk!" Harry didn't reply.
"They will do fine." Dumbledor said. "Harry, Ron Hermione, excuse us. We need to speak in private. Retire to your common room when you finish." He then left the hall with Jason and Sirius.
The threesome exchanged looks, but decided to head back to the common room to discuss their summers...