Harry Potter and the Green Flame Torch
Chapter 2 : A very uneventful chapter
The perfectly normal house of #4 Privet Drive was looking perfectly normal as its people desired it to be. However it was for the rest of the on- lookers. Inside, pretty strange things were occurring.
Harry Potter, the celebrity of the wizarding world and the nephew of Vernon and Petunia Dursley, was sitting in his chair looking at a piece of paper, when suddenly his eyes started glowing an emerald green. Suddenly they turned golden and golden sparks started coming out of them. The paper he was staring at suddenly burned to ashes and the ashes dispersed in the air.
The golden light coming from his eyes spread all over his body like a wild fire. Soon he lost consciousness and his body turned a heap in the chair.
The gold light came out of his body and for a second the whole house glowed golden before the light shimmered down.
~*~
Harry was standing in a void. He could not see anything beyond one foot. Suddenly the whole area glowed with a faint golden light.
Harry saw that he was standing in front of a door. He raised his hand and placed it on the door knob. He had a shock. It wasn't like an electric shock and not powerful enough.
It just felt like faint tremors of energy were passing through it but they were enough for him to quickly retreat his hand. Harry raised his hand again and this time he succeeded in opening the door.
What he saw make him stare at it in awe for a few minutes. There in the middle of the room was an emerald light. You could only call it light. or fire. It couldn't qualify for anything else.
Just a glance at it told Harry that it was a thing not to be meddled with. But some invisible force drew his feet towards it and before he knew it, he was standing directly in front of the flame.
He stared at it in awe, before reaching towards it with his hand. As soon as he touched it he felt the pain unmatched by a thousand Cruciatus curses. He couldn't even draw his hand away from it.
Soon the world turned into much familiar black.
~*~
Albus Dumbledore was very tired. He had been doing his errands which had become much more difficult now that Voldemort was back and was showing it completely.
The biggest problem was Cornelius Fudge who was point blank the biggest jerk Dumbledore had ever seen. That egotistical git refused to work with the Order of the Phoenix just because he thought that Dumbledore would gain too much influence over the Aurors and his authority will go down.
And he was true. When Dumbledore came into the scene, everyone else was forgotten. Dumbledore smiled tiredly. Despite all his work, he himself was a bit frightened about the recruits Voldemort was getting. It was in a ten to one ratio.
People were too scared of Voldemort to fight against him. And Dumbledore couldn't blame them. He could only hope that the-boy-who-was-their-last- hope-against-Voldemort wouldn't give up. He had done everything to repulse him. He had manipulated him, hid things about his past from him and consequences had been bad.
Just as he was thinking about Harry and his miserable life, he felt the wards at the #4 Privet Drive waver. This could only mean one thing; there was a huge magical energy there. Only Voldemort could've produced it; that is if he could. It was so powerful that for a moment Dumbledore couldn't move from where he was. Then he immediately came into action and flooed 12 Grimmauld place.
Immediately, Lupin's face showed at the fireplace.
"What is it, Albus?" He asked, laughing. Apparently, there was a light conversation going on before he called. He hated to disturb them but it was an emergency.
"Remus, there was a huge magical activity at Harry's home. I don't know it could only mean trouble. And if it is indeed an attack, then." He trailed off.
Lupin's face went white.
"You-Know-Who is there?" He asked, dreading the answer.
Albus nodded.
"Quick. Get Tonks and inform Shacklebolt. Tell him to get the back up ready and wait for the signal. You and Tonks immediately reach #4 Privet Drive. I am going there as well, get Moody if you could." Albus quickly hurled orders at him. Lupin nodded once in acceptance and with that he was off.
Dumbledore took a sock out of his cloak's pocket and said clearly.
"No. 4 Privet Drive"
With these words the portkey activated. Dumbledore felt the jerk behind the navel and the Headmaster's office of the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was empty the next moment.
Dumbledore appeared just outside the Dursley's home at #4 Privet Drive. He opened the door with the Alohomora spell and rushed inside, ready for any situation.
He saw Harry's family sitting around the table having tea. Harry was not among them. He saw his suspicions coming true.
He rushed at Vernon's side. He saw Harry's aunt see him and her eyes widened with fear. Vernon, seeing his wife's expressions turned around and came face to face with Dumbledore and Dumbledore saw his eyes fill with fear.
However, before he could say anything, Dumbledore interrupted him.
"I mean no harm, Mr. Dursley. Just tell me where Harry is?" Dumbledore asked Vernon impatiently.
"What are you doing here?" Was the first sentence that left his lips. Then, with more control, he said.
"Don't you know that your kind isn't welcome here." He growled.
This man wasn't going to give him a straight answer. So Dumbledore faced Petunia.
"Where is Harry?" He asked.
Vernon yelled immediately.
"Leave my wife out of this, you monster!"
"Mr. Dursley, I mean no violence." He said.
But Vernon couldn't hear a word said by the Dumbledore. He could only hear the threat he had been given at the end of the year. He hauled a chair and threw it at Dumbledore.
Dumbledore erected a shield at the last second possible and the chair was immediately divided into a thousand pieces.
Vernon Dursley looked dumbfounded.
Dumbledore chuckled at him, and shook his head, despite the serious circumstances for his visit. He faced Petunia again and asked for Harry.
Just then he heard a voice say.
"I am right here, Professor Dumbledore."
~*~
AN: Very uneventful, I know. Not my favorite chapter. But I will be
updating soon. (
Chapter 2 : A very uneventful chapter
The perfectly normal house of #4 Privet Drive was looking perfectly normal as its people desired it to be. However it was for the rest of the on- lookers. Inside, pretty strange things were occurring.
Harry Potter, the celebrity of the wizarding world and the nephew of Vernon and Petunia Dursley, was sitting in his chair looking at a piece of paper, when suddenly his eyes started glowing an emerald green. Suddenly they turned golden and golden sparks started coming out of them. The paper he was staring at suddenly burned to ashes and the ashes dispersed in the air.
The golden light coming from his eyes spread all over his body like a wild fire. Soon he lost consciousness and his body turned a heap in the chair.
The gold light came out of his body and for a second the whole house glowed golden before the light shimmered down.
~*~
Harry was standing in a void. He could not see anything beyond one foot. Suddenly the whole area glowed with a faint golden light.
Harry saw that he was standing in front of a door. He raised his hand and placed it on the door knob. He had a shock. It wasn't like an electric shock and not powerful enough.
It just felt like faint tremors of energy were passing through it but they were enough for him to quickly retreat his hand. Harry raised his hand again and this time he succeeded in opening the door.
What he saw make him stare at it in awe for a few minutes. There in the middle of the room was an emerald light. You could only call it light. or fire. It couldn't qualify for anything else.
Just a glance at it told Harry that it was a thing not to be meddled with. But some invisible force drew his feet towards it and before he knew it, he was standing directly in front of the flame.
He stared at it in awe, before reaching towards it with his hand. As soon as he touched it he felt the pain unmatched by a thousand Cruciatus curses. He couldn't even draw his hand away from it.
Soon the world turned into much familiar black.
~*~
Albus Dumbledore was very tired. He had been doing his errands which had become much more difficult now that Voldemort was back and was showing it completely.
The biggest problem was Cornelius Fudge who was point blank the biggest jerk Dumbledore had ever seen. That egotistical git refused to work with the Order of the Phoenix just because he thought that Dumbledore would gain too much influence over the Aurors and his authority will go down.
And he was true. When Dumbledore came into the scene, everyone else was forgotten. Dumbledore smiled tiredly. Despite all his work, he himself was a bit frightened about the recruits Voldemort was getting. It was in a ten to one ratio.
People were too scared of Voldemort to fight against him. And Dumbledore couldn't blame them. He could only hope that the-boy-who-was-their-last- hope-against-Voldemort wouldn't give up. He had done everything to repulse him. He had manipulated him, hid things about his past from him and consequences had been bad.
Just as he was thinking about Harry and his miserable life, he felt the wards at the #4 Privet Drive waver. This could only mean one thing; there was a huge magical energy there. Only Voldemort could've produced it; that is if he could. It was so powerful that for a moment Dumbledore couldn't move from where he was. Then he immediately came into action and flooed 12 Grimmauld place.
Immediately, Lupin's face showed at the fireplace.
"What is it, Albus?" He asked, laughing. Apparently, there was a light conversation going on before he called. He hated to disturb them but it was an emergency.
"Remus, there was a huge magical activity at Harry's home. I don't know it could only mean trouble. And if it is indeed an attack, then." He trailed off.
Lupin's face went white.
"You-Know-Who is there?" He asked, dreading the answer.
Albus nodded.
"Quick. Get Tonks and inform Shacklebolt. Tell him to get the back up ready and wait for the signal. You and Tonks immediately reach #4 Privet Drive. I am going there as well, get Moody if you could." Albus quickly hurled orders at him. Lupin nodded once in acceptance and with that he was off.
Dumbledore took a sock out of his cloak's pocket and said clearly.
"No. 4 Privet Drive"
With these words the portkey activated. Dumbledore felt the jerk behind the navel and the Headmaster's office of the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was empty the next moment.
Dumbledore appeared just outside the Dursley's home at #4 Privet Drive. He opened the door with the Alohomora spell and rushed inside, ready for any situation.
He saw Harry's family sitting around the table having tea. Harry was not among them. He saw his suspicions coming true.
He rushed at Vernon's side. He saw Harry's aunt see him and her eyes widened with fear. Vernon, seeing his wife's expressions turned around and came face to face with Dumbledore and Dumbledore saw his eyes fill with fear.
However, before he could say anything, Dumbledore interrupted him.
"I mean no harm, Mr. Dursley. Just tell me where Harry is?" Dumbledore asked Vernon impatiently.
"What are you doing here?" Was the first sentence that left his lips. Then, with more control, he said.
"Don't you know that your kind isn't welcome here." He growled.
This man wasn't going to give him a straight answer. So Dumbledore faced Petunia.
"Where is Harry?" He asked.
Vernon yelled immediately.
"Leave my wife out of this, you monster!"
"Mr. Dursley, I mean no violence." He said.
But Vernon couldn't hear a word said by the Dumbledore. He could only hear the threat he had been given at the end of the year. He hauled a chair and threw it at Dumbledore.
Dumbledore erected a shield at the last second possible and the chair was immediately divided into a thousand pieces.
Vernon Dursley looked dumbfounded.
Dumbledore chuckled at him, and shook his head, despite the serious circumstances for his visit. He faced Petunia again and asked for Harry.
Just then he heard a voice say.
"I am right here, Professor Dumbledore."
~*~
AN: Very uneventful, I know. Not my favorite chapter. But I will be
updating soon. (