A/N: Ahhh, well, hello to all of my faithful minions. How are you all today? I am good,
and my knee is getting a lot better, thanks to all of you out there for asking/commenting.
Well, my school is well into session now, and I'm finding it harder and harder to try and
find time to type. But, alas, I will continue to wright, and I hope that my grammar gets
better.
I love getting reviews, it helps me sooooo much to make my story better and better for you
guys. I don't mind being flamed, either, because I got my first flame and I must say that
I am appalled at the length and content. 'Good concept but poor punctuation and spelling.
Your writing is really pitiful. I can't believe anyone could write this rubbish. You write
like a 1st grader.' That was my first flame. If you do want to flame, please tell me why
you don't like it, so I can make it better for you.
When I first posted the third chapter, I got NO REVIEWS! I though that that was a bit
odd, so I re-posted it and voila! Reviews! Thank you to all who reviewed. NE ways,
I s'posse I'd better get on with it.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any of his friends or Hogwarts, all that I think is
mine is the plot.
Harry Potter and the Hall of Memories part 4.
"RON!" Harry yelled, and sat bolt upright in his four-poster bed. "RON? NO! STOP! RON!"
"Harry! HARRY!" Ron was saying to him, but Harry looked as though he were in some sort of
trance.
"NO! Not Ron! How could you? NO!" Harry yelled, even louder this time.
"Harry?" Ron was now fully awake, a long with half of Gryffindor house. He got up from his
bed and went over to Harry's. "Harry?" He asked again.
"What?" And with that, Harry snapped back into reality. "Ron? You're alive! How can you be
alive? I must be dreaming, and while I sleep, I'm vulnerable..." And then he kept rambling
until everybody got fed up.
"Harry? Are you feeling OK?" Dean asked, sounding groggy, but very alarmed.
"What? Yes, it's Ron who we should be worried about, he's, he's, he's, DEAD."
"Harry? I'm right here." Ron said
"What's going on in here?" Hermione's voice echoed through the boys' dorm. "Ohh, my, what's
wrong with Harry?"
"I think he should go to Madame Pomfrey, soon." Ron told Hermione.
"Madame Pomfrey? But, I will just endanger her more if I do that! I can't do that!" And
he started rambling again. With that, Hermione put the full body bind on him and made a
stretcher from thin air, put Harry on it and levitated him to Madame Pomfrey.
"Who is it?" her tired voice said groggily. As soon as she saw that it was Harry, on a
stretcher, under the full body bind. "What's he done now?" she asked, a question Hermione
and Ron had heard too often.
"Umm, umm, I don't know." Ron said, apparently in shock. Hermione performed the counter-curse,
and Harry went back to babbling in-coherently.
"How long has he been like this?" Madame Pomfrey asked.
"Er, maybe for about 10 minutes, 15 at the most." Ron mumbled in reply.
"Well, I think that he should be fine for now. He'll just have to spend the night in here."
'Are you sure? What do you think is wrong with him?" Hermione seemed to have found her
voice.
"We'll see in the morning, dear," Madame Pomfrey said. "You two go and get some sleep. You'll
need it. Go on."
Everything went black, and Harry sat up in his bed. He didn't scream this time, because
he was getting far to familiar with these sorts of things happening. He reached over to
the table he was keeping his glasses on, picked them up and put them on. There were slivers
of light coming through the window. He got up and looked out of it. There was beautiful,
green grass and lots of deer chewing it. He looked up at the sky, and saw a dull grey cloud
looming over them. This is why there were only slivers of sunlight coming through the
window.
"Harry? You up yet?" Remus Lupin's voice came through the open door, and Harry turned around.
"Yes." he replied.
"About time." Sirius joined in the conversation as well.
"What do you mean, about time?" Harry asked, feeling slightly confused
"You've been asleep for about a day," Remus informed him. "Give or take a few hours."
"Really?"
"Yes," said Sirius "Hurry up and get ready, we're going to leave for Hogwarts in about an
hour." and with that, Sirius and Remus left, leaving Harry to get ready.
A good twenty minutes later, Harry went downstairs into the kitchen, dragging his packed
trunk with him.
"Took your time." Sirius said. He was the only one in the kitchen.
"Well, I had to pack!" Harry said defensivly. "Do you know how hard it is to try and cram
all of my stuff into a trunk?"
"Well, if you say so," Siruis said back. "Hurry up, Remus had gone to call the night bus."
A/N: I'm sorry, I havn't quite finished this part yet. I just feel you guys need to have
some of my brilliance.
I'll try to finish this ASAP.
Mystical Me
and my knee is getting a lot better, thanks to all of you out there for asking/commenting.
Well, my school is well into session now, and I'm finding it harder and harder to try and
find time to type. But, alas, I will continue to wright, and I hope that my grammar gets
better.
I love getting reviews, it helps me sooooo much to make my story better and better for you
guys. I don't mind being flamed, either, because I got my first flame and I must say that
I am appalled at the length and content. 'Good concept but poor punctuation and spelling.
Your writing is really pitiful. I can't believe anyone could write this rubbish. You write
like a 1st grader.' That was my first flame. If you do want to flame, please tell me why
you don't like it, so I can make it better for you.
When I first posted the third chapter, I got NO REVIEWS! I though that that was a bit
odd, so I re-posted it and voila! Reviews! Thank you to all who reviewed. NE ways,
I s'posse I'd better get on with it.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any of his friends or Hogwarts, all that I think is
mine is the plot.
Harry Potter and the Hall of Memories part 4.
"RON!" Harry yelled, and sat bolt upright in his four-poster bed. "RON? NO! STOP! RON!"
"Harry! HARRY!" Ron was saying to him, but Harry looked as though he were in some sort of
trance.
"NO! Not Ron! How could you? NO!" Harry yelled, even louder this time.
"Harry?" Ron was now fully awake, a long with half of Gryffindor house. He got up from his
bed and went over to Harry's. "Harry?" He asked again.
"What?" And with that, Harry snapped back into reality. "Ron? You're alive! How can you be
alive? I must be dreaming, and while I sleep, I'm vulnerable..." And then he kept rambling
until everybody got fed up.
"Harry? Are you feeling OK?" Dean asked, sounding groggy, but very alarmed.
"What? Yes, it's Ron who we should be worried about, he's, he's, he's, DEAD."
"Harry? I'm right here." Ron said
"What's going on in here?" Hermione's voice echoed through the boys' dorm. "Ohh, my, what's
wrong with Harry?"
"I think he should go to Madame Pomfrey, soon." Ron told Hermione.
"Madame Pomfrey? But, I will just endanger her more if I do that! I can't do that!" And
he started rambling again. With that, Hermione put the full body bind on him and made a
stretcher from thin air, put Harry on it and levitated him to Madame Pomfrey.
"Who is it?" her tired voice said groggily. As soon as she saw that it was Harry, on a
stretcher, under the full body bind. "What's he done now?" she asked, a question Hermione
and Ron had heard too often.
"Umm, umm, I don't know." Ron said, apparently in shock. Hermione performed the counter-curse,
and Harry went back to babbling in-coherently.
"How long has he been like this?" Madame Pomfrey asked.
"Er, maybe for about 10 minutes, 15 at the most." Ron mumbled in reply.
"Well, I think that he should be fine for now. He'll just have to spend the night in here."
'Are you sure? What do you think is wrong with him?" Hermione seemed to have found her
voice.
"We'll see in the morning, dear," Madame Pomfrey said. "You two go and get some sleep. You'll
need it. Go on."
Everything went black, and Harry sat up in his bed. He didn't scream this time, because
he was getting far to familiar with these sorts of things happening. He reached over to
the table he was keeping his glasses on, picked them up and put them on. There were slivers
of light coming through the window. He got up and looked out of it. There was beautiful,
green grass and lots of deer chewing it. He looked up at the sky, and saw a dull grey cloud
looming over them. This is why there were only slivers of sunlight coming through the
window.
"Harry? You up yet?" Remus Lupin's voice came through the open door, and Harry turned around.
"Yes." he replied.
"About time." Sirius joined in the conversation as well.
"What do you mean, about time?" Harry asked, feeling slightly confused
"You've been asleep for about a day," Remus informed him. "Give or take a few hours."
"Really?"
"Yes," said Sirius "Hurry up and get ready, we're going to leave for Hogwarts in about an
hour." and with that, Sirius and Remus left, leaving Harry to get ready.
A good twenty minutes later, Harry went downstairs into the kitchen, dragging his packed
trunk with him.
"Took your time." Sirius said. He was the only one in the kitchen.
"Well, I had to pack!" Harry said defensivly. "Do you know how hard it is to try and cram
all of my stuff into a trunk?"
"Well, if you say so," Siruis said back. "Hurry up, Remus had gone to call the night bus."
A/N: I'm sorry, I havn't quite finished this part yet. I just feel you guys need to have
some of my brilliance.
I'll try to finish this ASAP.
Mystical Me