The Harry Potter Clone
Chapter 3 - The Truth
By: Werecat
It had been several days since The Harry vs Harry insident had happened. He was indead a clone of the real Harry Potter. He was an electronic clone. More like an android clone. He coudn't believe it at first. How could he be a clone? He had memories of the past and everything. But even Dumblidor said that he was a machine and he knew to trust Dumblidor.
Harry is sitting on the steps of the school building, thinking about that day.
(Start Flashback)
Hermione Points to Harry's arm and he gasps in alarm. There was his cut that was made by the other Harry Potter. But it wasn't bleeding like it should have. Instead a metalic colored liquid was oozing out of it and tiny electronic arms were repairing his skin. He didn't feel any pain and his cut seemed to be healing at an very fast rate.
Soon it was nothing more than a tiny scar and even that disappeared.
"Let's take you to Dumblidor." Suggests Ron. Harry (Clone) got up and then just stood there wondering how this could have happened. He had just beaten Slitheran at quiddich. Or was that just input data that was part of the programming? In the end Harry agrees to go to Dumblidor.
The walk down the corridor to Dumblidor's office. They didn't know the password and they had no idea how they were getting in but, as if he knew already, Dumblidor was standing just outside the office.
"Is there a problem Harry?" He says looking up. He then notices the clone. "And Harry."
We don't know what happened. But Harry seems to have some sort of electronic clone, here..." And this begins the long conversation.
(End Flashback)
Suddenly the real Harry walks up to were the clone was sitting and sits down next to him.
"So..." He starts. Some people look over. It was wierd seeing two Harry Potters. But they both became good friends since they both liked the same things. "What's it like being a machine?"
"I dunno. I feel like the real Harry Potter. For awhile I thought I was the real Harry Potter."
Before they could say anything elso though they spot Malfoy.
"Oh, no. Its Malfoy." They both say in Unison.
"Well, Well, Well. If it isn't the two Harry Potters." He smerks. "Were'd you get this piece of gunk, Harry?" He says, pointing at the clone. "Bet you got someone to make it for you so you can get twice as much prase."
The clone didn't know why but suddenly his eyes flashed red and he felt like giving him a good punch to the face.
"Oh," Malfoy continues, now talking to the clone, "Did I insult you? I bet those red eyes were also..."
He was cut short. He didn't have time to finish because at that moment the clone had sat up, grabbed Malfoys coller, and lifted him off the ground with one hand. Crabbe and Goyle, who always followed Malfoy around, went after the clone. With a quick kick and a punch they were nocked to the ground.
Suddenly the clone seemed to snap out of it. The clone droped Malfoy and shook his head. He didn't know why he did that. Malfoy takes this moment to punch the clone hard in the chest. Nothing happens. The clone didn't even move.
"Oww! My hand! You stupid machine!" And he runs away.
"I don't know why I did that... " He trails off.
"But you sure kicked his butt! That was great!" Both Harry's look to see who said that. It was Ron, who was followed by a disaproving Hermione.
"Your going to get into trouble for that one, Harry." Says Hermione.
"Me?" Says the real Harry, confused.
"No! The clone. We got to think up a name for you besides Harry."
"How 'bout Harry Two?" Harry jokes.
"I dunno... sounds too corny."
Suddenly, before they were able to continue choosing names, Professer Snape was seen walking down the hall. He was followed by Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle.
"Uh, ho. Party's over." Says Harry (2), "You guys go. It was my fault. And so the others leave as he reseived his punishment.
Harry's (2) punishment was to srub the dungion floor. It was very easy since he could not feal tiredness or pain. He finished at about 11:30, and he walks up to the common room. He gets into bed and shuts down (This way he recharges his energy).
The real Harry was still awake, and suddenly something caught his eye. He looked over at Harry (2) and saw something that made him gasp and almost shout. There, on Harry's (2) left arm, with his sleave rolled up, was the Dark Mark, Voldermort's symbol...
Chapter 3 - The Truth
By: Werecat
It had been several days since The Harry vs Harry insident had happened. He was indead a clone of the real Harry Potter. He was an electronic clone. More like an android clone. He coudn't believe it at first. How could he be a clone? He had memories of the past and everything. But even Dumblidor said that he was a machine and he knew to trust Dumblidor.
Harry is sitting on the steps of the school building, thinking about that day.
(Start Flashback)
Hermione Points to Harry's arm and he gasps in alarm. There was his cut that was made by the other Harry Potter. But it wasn't bleeding like it should have. Instead a metalic colored liquid was oozing out of it and tiny electronic arms were repairing his skin. He didn't feel any pain and his cut seemed to be healing at an very fast rate.
Soon it was nothing more than a tiny scar and even that disappeared.
"Let's take you to Dumblidor." Suggests Ron. Harry (Clone) got up and then just stood there wondering how this could have happened. He had just beaten Slitheran at quiddich. Or was that just input data that was part of the programming? In the end Harry agrees to go to Dumblidor.
The walk down the corridor to Dumblidor's office. They didn't know the password and they had no idea how they were getting in but, as if he knew already, Dumblidor was standing just outside the office.
"Is there a problem Harry?" He says looking up. He then notices the clone. "And Harry."
We don't know what happened. But Harry seems to have some sort of electronic clone, here..." And this begins the long conversation.
(End Flashback)
Suddenly the real Harry walks up to were the clone was sitting and sits down next to him.
"So..." He starts. Some people look over. It was wierd seeing two Harry Potters. But they both became good friends since they both liked the same things. "What's it like being a machine?"
"I dunno. I feel like the real Harry Potter. For awhile I thought I was the real Harry Potter."
Before they could say anything elso though they spot Malfoy.
"Oh, no. Its Malfoy." They both say in Unison.
"Well, Well, Well. If it isn't the two Harry Potters." He smerks. "Were'd you get this piece of gunk, Harry?" He says, pointing at the clone. "Bet you got someone to make it for you so you can get twice as much prase."
The clone didn't know why but suddenly his eyes flashed red and he felt like giving him a good punch to the face.
"Oh," Malfoy continues, now talking to the clone, "Did I insult you? I bet those red eyes were also..."
He was cut short. He didn't have time to finish because at that moment the clone had sat up, grabbed Malfoys coller, and lifted him off the ground with one hand. Crabbe and Goyle, who always followed Malfoy around, went after the clone. With a quick kick and a punch they were nocked to the ground.
Suddenly the clone seemed to snap out of it. The clone droped Malfoy and shook his head. He didn't know why he did that. Malfoy takes this moment to punch the clone hard in the chest. Nothing happens. The clone didn't even move.
"Oww! My hand! You stupid machine!" And he runs away.
"I don't know why I did that... " He trails off.
"But you sure kicked his butt! That was great!" Both Harry's look to see who said that. It was Ron, who was followed by a disaproving Hermione.
"Your going to get into trouble for that one, Harry." Says Hermione.
"Me?" Says the real Harry, confused.
"No! The clone. We got to think up a name for you besides Harry."
"How 'bout Harry Two?" Harry jokes.
"I dunno... sounds too corny."
Suddenly, before they were able to continue choosing names, Professer Snape was seen walking down the hall. He was followed by Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle.
"Uh, ho. Party's over." Says Harry (2), "You guys go. It was my fault. And so the others leave as he reseived his punishment.
Harry's (2) punishment was to srub the dungion floor. It was very easy since he could not feal tiredness or pain. He finished at about 11:30, and he walks up to the common room. He gets into bed and shuts down (This way he recharges his energy).
The real Harry was still awake, and suddenly something caught his eye. He looked over at Harry (2) and saw something that made him gasp and almost shout. There, on Harry's (2) left arm, with his sleave rolled up, was the Dark Mark, Voldermort's symbol...