Part 11
The next thing Harry felt was very weird. It was like seeing what was happening, but being able to talk or do anything else. It was like watching a movie, or having a dream. Harry had a déjà vous feeling. He again was going to miss the last Quidditch mach of the year because he's unconscious. He was laying there for a long time with only Sir Cadagon for company, and he wasn't there all the time. When he was there, he wouldn't say anything. What would a picture say to an invisible, unconscious eleven year old, even if he could see him?
Harry didn't know how long he lay there waiting for someone to find him. He hoped that someone would check the Marauder's Map. The problem was that the only people who knew about the Map (who were alive and still had their souls intact) were Fred, George, Sirius, Lupin, and Dumbledore (Harry hadn't told Ron and Hermione about it). Two of them were not even at Hogworts. Two more were not likely to check the Map because they knew it by heart. That left only Dumbledore. Harry wondered if anyone on their way to Divination would bump into him. He quickly dismissed that thought, knowing that no one in their right mind would take the extremely long way. 'So, now it's just up to a search party to find me,' Harry thought 'or Dumbledore finding and using the Marauder's Map. I'm going to be stuck here for a long time.'
Surprisingly, two days later Sirius came into view at the bottom of the stairs holding a familiar piece of parchment to his nose. Harry tried to shout out, but he couldn't. Finally Sirius knelt down next to him and pulled off the Invisibility Cloak. He then picked Harry up and carried him to the hospital wing. When people were in the same hall as Sirius was, they kept avoiding him, Harry saw. The second Sirius entered the hospital wing, Harry blacked out. He couldn't see or hear anything. He was unconscious.
The next time Harry opened his eyes, it was to see Madam Pomfry holding his wrist and checking his pulse. Sirius, Ron and Hermione were sitting on chairs next to the bed, and Professor Dumbledore was just walking in through the door. For some reason, the thought "once a Marauder, always a Marauder" crossed his mind. He reached his hand up, and took off the glasses that gave him a false picture. What he really saw was Sirius rolling on the floor laughing. Ron was sitting on an adjacent bed sniggering. Dumbledore was standing in a corner, smiling, and Hermione was looking disapproving. Madam Pomfry was in her office doing some paperwork. They were all relieved to see Harry wake up though.
Madam Pomfry was fussing over his health when she came out of her office. Sirius was arguing with Hermione about whether Harry should or shouldn't have roamed Hogworts at night, while Ron and Dumbledore were watching with amusement. Suddenly Hermione gasped and ran out of the hospital wing, pulling Ron after her saying something about being late for class. When Madam Pomfry finally left Harry alone and went to her office, he was left with Sirius and Dumbledore alone.
"Have you told Sirius about my dream, Professor?" Harry asked Dumbledore.
"yes, I have." Dumbledore answered.
"well, I'm sorry Sirius." Harry said.
"it's ok, Harry." Sirius said.
"um, Professor Dumbledore? Because I finished eight years, sort of, do you think I could be allowed to use magic over the summer? Normally I wouldn't be able to use magic because of the Improper Use of Magic office considers me Under-age. But, because of already going through eight years of Hogworts." Harry asked.
"I don't know, Harry. Some teachers, who will remain nameless, don't believe your story. I think you'll need some proof." Dumbledore said.
"well, I know how to Apparate," Harry said "would that be proof enough?"
"yes, probably."
The next day Harry was going to go down to Hogsmead, and Apparate from one side of the village, to the other. Harry passed the test successfully, so therefor was allowed to use magic over vacation. He still had to attend school, so he could keep an eye out for anything within the student body. He was the ideal choice because he knew what to look out for. This information about Harry being able to use magic over the summer was not widely spread, and neither was the fact that Harry was a guardian of Hogworts.
On the way home on the Hogworts Express, Harry told Ron and Hermione everything, about his dream. he left out a few personal parts, like the fact that Harry had a crush on Hermione. They were shocked, but Hermione said that at least Harry knew what to expect.
Also, Harry had an idea in mind, to get back at the Durslys for all the pain they caused him.
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A/N: I'M DONE WITH YEAR ONE! Review and tell me if I should continue onto year two. Also, it's my birthday on Monday! ::starts singing:: Happy birthday to meeeee! Happy birthday to meeeee! Happy birthday dear TJP, happy birthday to meeeee!
The next thing Harry felt was very weird. It was like seeing what was happening, but being able to talk or do anything else. It was like watching a movie, or having a dream. Harry had a déjà vous feeling. He again was going to miss the last Quidditch mach of the year because he's unconscious. He was laying there for a long time with only Sir Cadagon for company, and he wasn't there all the time. When he was there, he wouldn't say anything. What would a picture say to an invisible, unconscious eleven year old, even if he could see him?
Harry didn't know how long he lay there waiting for someone to find him. He hoped that someone would check the Marauder's Map. The problem was that the only people who knew about the Map (who were alive and still had their souls intact) were Fred, George, Sirius, Lupin, and Dumbledore (Harry hadn't told Ron and Hermione about it). Two of them were not even at Hogworts. Two more were not likely to check the Map because they knew it by heart. That left only Dumbledore. Harry wondered if anyone on their way to Divination would bump into him. He quickly dismissed that thought, knowing that no one in their right mind would take the extremely long way. 'So, now it's just up to a search party to find me,' Harry thought 'or Dumbledore finding and using the Marauder's Map. I'm going to be stuck here for a long time.'
Surprisingly, two days later Sirius came into view at the bottom of the stairs holding a familiar piece of parchment to his nose. Harry tried to shout out, but he couldn't. Finally Sirius knelt down next to him and pulled off the Invisibility Cloak. He then picked Harry up and carried him to the hospital wing. When people were in the same hall as Sirius was, they kept avoiding him, Harry saw. The second Sirius entered the hospital wing, Harry blacked out. He couldn't see or hear anything. He was unconscious.
The next time Harry opened his eyes, it was to see Madam Pomfry holding his wrist and checking his pulse. Sirius, Ron and Hermione were sitting on chairs next to the bed, and Professor Dumbledore was just walking in through the door. For some reason, the thought "once a Marauder, always a Marauder" crossed his mind. He reached his hand up, and took off the glasses that gave him a false picture. What he really saw was Sirius rolling on the floor laughing. Ron was sitting on an adjacent bed sniggering. Dumbledore was standing in a corner, smiling, and Hermione was looking disapproving. Madam Pomfry was in her office doing some paperwork. They were all relieved to see Harry wake up though.
Madam Pomfry was fussing over his health when she came out of her office. Sirius was arguing with Hermione about whether Harry should or shouldn't have roamed Hogworts at night, while Ron and Dumbledore were watching with amusement. Suddenly Hermione gasped and ran out of the hospital wing, pulling Ron after her saying something about being late for class. When Madam Pomfry finally left Harry alone and went to her office, he was left with Sirius and Dumbledore alone.
"Have you told Sirius about my dream, Professor?" Harry asked Dumbledore.
"yes, I have." Dumbledore answered.
"well, I'm sorry Sirius." Harry said.
"it's ok, Harry." Sirius said.
"um, Professor Dumbledore? Because I finished eight years, sort of, do you think I could be allowed to use magic over the summer? Normally I wouldn't be able to use magic because of the Improper Use of Magic office considers me Under-age. But, because of already going through eight years of Hogworts." Harry asked.
"I don't know, Harry. Some teachers, who will remain nameless, don't believe your story. I think you'll need some proof." Dumbledore said.
"well, I know how to Apparate," Harry said "would that be proof enough?"
"yes, probably."
The next day Harry was going to go down to Hogsmead, and Apparate from one side of the village, to the other. Harry passed the test successfully, so therefor was allowed to use magic over vacation. He still had to attend school, so he could keep an eye out for anything within the student body. He was the ideal choice because he knew what to look out for. This information about Harry being able to use magic over the summer was not widely spread, and neither was the fact that Harry was a guardian of Hogworts.
On the way home on the Hogworts Express, Harry told Ron and Hermione everything, about his dream. he left out a few personal parts, like the fact that Harry had a crush on Hermione. They were shocked, but Hermione said that at least Harry knew what to expect.
Also, Harry had an idea in mind, to get back at the Durslys for all the pain they caused him.
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A/N: I'M DONE WITH YEAR ONE! Review and tell me if I should continue onto year two. Also, it's my birthday on Monday! ::starts singing:: Happy birthday to meeeee! Happy birthday to meeeee! Happy birthday dear TJP, happy birthday to meeeee!