Hey! Sorry you guys for the wait. I'm trying to read a lot of fanfics. As many as I can in a small period of time.
If you need reminding of what hapened in the last few chapters, here ya go. Harry blew off Hermione agin, and escaped. He then came back, and saw Ron and Herm in bed together ( NOOOO they did not do anything!!!!!!) But Harry thought they did, and started yelling all sorts of shit at them, but he then collapsed, partly because Arabella body-binded him and because of the fever. Anyway, when he was bewtter, herm got her revenge, tied him upside down on the wall (he deserved it!) but she finally let him down, and they kissed and everything was all betta! (For now........)
Here goes part 11!
Ron slowly awoke. Barely opening his eyes, he walked to the bathroom to splash water on his face.
"Hey Harry, how was you're night-"
But then he realized harry wasn't hanging on the wall anymore.
Making his way to the kitchen, he saw Harry sitting at the table.
"So what was it? Did Herm's guilt finally set in or did you say sorry." Then rethink what he had just said, "Wait, don't tell me. It was her guilt."
Harry sighed. "Yep. Hermione's guilt wins every time."
"Some nasty rope burns huh?"
Harry rubbed his wrists. "You have no idea."
He and Ron had already started on chocolate dougnuts with sprinkles and custard (A/N my favorite! Why do all the good foods have to be so damn fattening?!) when Hermione came in, sleepy but cheerful.
At the sight of her, Harry's head started to throb. It got worst and worst as she got near, trying to give him a kiss. And then came the blinding pain. His scar hurt worst than ever, worst than the Cruciatus curse. He was trembling violently, and fell of the chair. Then last thing he heard before the world went dark was Hermione's frightened scream.
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He was running down the hallway, Hermione was slightly ahead. Stumbled and fell, looking with fear right into his eyes. He took out his wand, thinking of a simple healing curse, so they could both get away from whatever they were running from. But the words that came out were not those of a healing curse.
"Avada Kedavra!"
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"Dumbledore! What happened?!"
"It was his scar, Sirius."
"It's hurting him again? This can't be good."
"It's worst. Hermione and Ron say it started to flash. As soon as Miss Granger came into the room. ANd when he colapsed, it started to ooze green."
Sirius stared in horror. "Do you think Voldemort knows?"
"About the fever? Yes. And he's playing it to his advantage. But there's something else he must not find out about. It would destroy Harry in a second."
"Dumbledore, do you think we should tell Harry?"
"The time will come. Now, it's too dangerous. Voldemoert is digging into Harry's mind. Trying to read the signs. He must not find out."
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Harry was running down a hall. He was pulling Hermione by the hand.
"I can't run anymore Harry!" she cried. "We have to fight."
They both pulled out their wands and reluctantly turned around.
Harry looked in to a pair of eyes. Apair terrifyingly familiar eyes..........
Ooooh! Don't ya just luv the cliffies in this story. I don't know exactly where this is going yet, but hey, writing on hunches straight out of your head usually works out allright, doesn't it? Well, if any one can tell me who Harry sees, or what the secret is, you'll get a prize! Maybe I'll e-mail you the rest of the parts!
Wait. I don't even know what they yet! Okay, I have an idea. But tell me your ideas pleez, in reviews or e-mail me, and if I use you idea(s) You will get the prize and an honorable mention! Fair enough?
Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeez Review!
Or e-mail me!
~dANIE
If you need reminding of what hapened in the last few chapters, here ya go. Harry blew off Hermione agin, and escaped. He then came back, and saw Ron and Herm in bed together ( NOOOO they did not do anything!!!!!!) But Harry thought they did, and started yelling all sorts of shit at them, but he then collapsed, partly because Arabella body-binded him and because of the fever. Anyway, when he was bewtter, herm got her revenge, tied him upside down on the wall (he deserved it!) but she finally let him down, and they kissed and everything was all betta! (For now........)
Here goes part 11!
Ron slowly awoke. Barely opening his eyes, he walked to the bathroom to splash water on his face.
"Hey Harry, how was you're night-"
But then he realized harry wasn't hanging on the wall anymore.
Making his way to the kitchen, he saw Harry sitting at the table.
"So what was it? Did Herm's guilt finally set in or did you say sorry." Then rethink what he had just said, "Wait, don't tell me. It was her guilt."
Harry sighed. "Yep. Hermione's guilt wins every time."
"Some nasty rope burns huh?"
Harry rubbed his wrists. "You have no idea."
He and Ron had already started on chocolate dougnuts with sprinkles and custard (A/N my favorite! Why do all the good foods have to be so damn fattening?!) when Hermione came in, sleepy but cheerful.
At the sight of her, Harry's head started to throb. It got worst and worst as she got near, trying to give him a kiss. And then came the blinding pain. His scar hurt worst than ever, worst than the Cruciatus curse. He was trembling violently, and fell of the chair. Then last thing he heard before the world went dark was Hermione's frightened scream.
***********************************
He was running down the hallway, Hermione was slightly ahead. Stumbled and fell, looking with fear right into his eyes. He took out his wand, thinking of a simple healing curse, so they could both get away from whatever they were running from. But the words that came out were not those of a healing curse.
"Avada Kedavra!"
************************************
"Dumbledore! What happened?!"
"It was his scar, Sirius."
"It's hurting him again? This can't be good."
"It's worst. Hermione and Ron say it started to flash. As soon as Miss Granger came into the room. ANd when he colapsed, it started to ooze green."
Sirius stared in horror. "Do you think Voldemort knows?"
"About the fever? Yes. And he's playing it to his advantage. But there's something else he must not find out about. It would destroy Harry in a second."
"Dumbledore, do you think we should tell Harry?"
"The time will come. Now, it's too dangerous. Voldemoert is digging into Harry's mind. Trying to read the signs. He must not find out."
************************************
Harry was running down a hall. He was pulling Hermione by the hand.
"I can't run anymore Harry!" she cried. "We have to fight."
They both pulled out their wands and reluctantly turned around.
Harry looked in to a pair of eyes. Apair terrifyingly familiar eyes..........
Ooooh! Don't ya just luv the cliffies in this story. I don't know exactly where this is going yet, but hey, writing on hunches straight out of your head usually works out allright, doesn't it? Well, if any one can tell me who Harry sees, or what the secret is, you'll get a prize! Maybe I'll e-mail you the rest of the parts!
Wait. I don't even know what they yet! Okay, I have an idea. But tell me your ideas pleez, in reviews or e-mail me, and if I use you idea(s) You will get the prize and an honorable mention! Fair enough?
Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeez Review!
Or e-mail me!
~dANIE