I got the same amount of replies to A and E so I go with A… only cuz I feel bad for Harry

I got the same amount of replies to A and E so I go with A… only cuz I feel bad for Harry.

Okey dokes… Well, so I lied, I didn't wait… oik…now don't expect this to be a 2,000-word entry or anything, I'm not good at long chapters, and those other two took me a week to write… I can probably… (if I get more ideas) get a couple chapters up this week, but if I don't, don't put my head on a stick, okay? Now this fanfic here was my first EVER fanfic I ever started writing, soooooooo  I *might* be a little better, or maybe a little worse now…  not sure..

*poutz* No one wants my Draco to have any fun! Wha! Poor Siri and Reemie too… Ron can go blow himself, and Hermi and Harry get something going on… (I hope) Now, I'm not terribly great at romances, but I *am* better than some people who just say like, "And when Harry saw GIRL he knew he was in love, right away and no doubt about it." I *hate* those! On with the show!

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            Harry walked into the dining room and saw Remus and Sirius conversing over a bit of tea.

           

"I just don't see why we can't tell Harry, Remus." Sirius said quietly.

"Can't tell me what, precisely?" Harry said frowning. Remus and Sirius both  looked like deer caught in headlights.

They both looked at their teacups and muttered a "nothing…"

Harry just ignored it for now, and Remus asked if he would like a bit of tea. Harry nodded mid yawn and started loading up on sugar and cream. He had never been too terribly fond of tea, especially plain tea. Ten minutes later, Harry finished the last sips and spoke up.

""Well, thanks for everything… you know…" he said referring to them having him with them and making him comfortable, "and for the tea, er- I should be getting to bed. Good night Sirius, Remus." And he walked up the stairs to his bedroom.

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(Author's note… hmmmm.. here WAS going to be a bit of slashy lovey dove… but oh well…. *sigh*… here we go.)

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Sirius sighed deeply. "I don't see why we can't tell him about the Ord-"

"Shush Sirius! What if Harry is listening in on us?" Remus hissed, looking quite cross indeed.

"Well Moony, if he is listening in on us, then we wouldn't really be breaking The Oath because we wouldn't tell him directly… and he would know about it…" Remus sighed and shook his head.

"Sirius… How many times do I have to go over this with you? For Harry to be safe, he mustn't know!" Remus was saying in a strangled whisper.

"Oh come on you fuddy duddy, let's go off to bed… *yawn* before we pass out on the tea…"

(Another bit of wonderful slash… but oh well… heh heh…)

 Remus headed up to his bedroom and Sirius went up to the attic, where it had a bed for him in there.

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Harry woke up quite early that morning and it was still very dark outside, and he thought about what he heard the night before.

"Oh why can't they tell me? I'm not some sort of baby! I've fought Volde-…" and he started choking up, now remembering about Cedric's untimely death, and the new beginning of Dark times ahead for everyone. Harry didn't even realize that he was crying at first.

"Vol… Volde- Voldemort… and with Ce- Ce- Ced- Cedric…" Harry let out a sob and flung himself to his pillows, and as Harry didn't cry often at all, and it was very tiring, he fell asleep almost immediately.

Harry was having a bad morning on the outside, but the dream he was having was quite nice. Hermione and Ron were there, and then Hermione was glowing or something. Ron was trying to talk to her, and she watched Harry intently throughout the "conversation", but Ron didn't seem to notice. What seemed like ages later, Ron snapped at her, and she got mad at him, they both were screaming at each other. Harry was confused. Then Hermione ran over to where Harry had been watching them, and wrapped Harry in a hug, now it was her turn to start talking to him, but it was as if it was in another language. Harry couldn't understand a word of it, but listening to her beautiful bell like voice.

Ron was getting quite upset and started yelling at Harry. But Harry could understand this. These were hate filled words. "Why do you always have to get everything Harry? Famous Harry Potter! Thinks he's not good enough for poor Ron Weasley? You have all that money, and I have no money you bastard! You get all of the glory. I'm too good for you Harry!"  Now the voice turned to taunting, but all this while, Hermione's arms were around Harry's neck trying to calm him down. "At least I have a family, orphan. You can't even make a simple sleeping drought because you are so stupid! You are such an idiot! You shouldn't even be a wizard!" Even though it was just a dream, Harry felt absolutely terrible. Hermione was still snuggling up to him, but Harry couldn't take Ron's yelling and insults anymore, and started shouting back at him. Just as the words were about to fall from his lips, the dream faded, Hermione still glowing brightly… and Harry awakened again.

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"Oof! Wha?" Harry said befuddled and yawning. A large black dog was sitting at the edge of his bed looking quite concerned fr Harry. Harry realized his face was tear-stained and his eyes were red and puffy. His pillow was soaking wet as well.

"Erm, hi Sirius. Good…." Harry glanced at his watch. "Afternoon. Erm, I'm going to go wash up." And Harry jumped up off of the bed and ran into the bathroom, splashing his face with cold water. "Good gods I look like Hell."

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