Harry Potter and the Helpers of Affrel
Chapter 5: Emotions Racing
"Thanks Ernie...Sally...Say hi to Stan for me!" Harry said as Sally helped him with his motorbike. A dozen wizards and witches were waving out the windows. He felt quite claustrophobic in there.
"Harry...Mr. Potter Sir...I mean...Could I?" asked Sally meekly, clutching a camera.
"Alright then...for you." answered Harry embarrassedly.
"Oh thank you!" gasped Sally in rapture, "Oi, Ernie!" and Ernie took a picture of Sally and Harry.
"It was great meeting you....bye!!!..." Harry called after the retreating bus. He trundled his bike back to No 4 and knocked on the door.
"Get the door Dudley...it's probably him...honestly Petunia! An hour or two indeed!" he heard Uncle Vernon complain.
Dudley opened the door and his jaw dropped... "DDDDAAAADDDD! Come quick!"
Harry heard thumps as Uncle Vernon ran to the door and panted,
"What's he done now Dudders? Has...?" but he did a double take as he saw the bike.
"Petunia..." he whispered in shock.
"In a minute..." answered Auntie Petunia.
"Dad..."whined Dudley, "I want it..."
"It's not dangerous...?" quivered Uncle Vernon.
"No." Harry replied simply, "I think I'll go and put it in the garage." he looked at Dudley's hungry look. "Oh..Dudley...I don't know if you people can touch it" meaning Muggles, as Dudley leapt back in fright. He pushed it into the garage and heard Petunia ask curtly,
"Well? What is it?"
"Inside Petunia...you too boy" as he saw Harry return.
"But Dad...I want...."
"Shut up Dudley and go to bed!" commanded Uncle Vernon, "I'll be glad to see you go tomorrow" he added to Harry and stalked off. Dudley whimpered and retreated to his room.
Harry had a sudden thought, "How'll I get it too Hogwarts?" as he lay on his bed, his suitcase packed, just as Hedwig flew in. She had a note from Hogwarts.
"What's this? Harry thought as he opened it and read...
Hello Harry!,
I heard about your 'special present' from Snuffles and I've already got it at Hogwarts (from your Garage)...
"That was quick" thought Harry, but Dumbledore really couldn't really surprise him anymore.
...all ready for when you get here...I'm looking forward to school again and seeing you Harry...I have to tell you something. But until then have a fun journey on the train and I'll see you tomorrow,
Dumbledore.
"Good old Dumbledore" sighed Harry before falling asleep on his bed. And dreamed...
He was still in the full body bind.
"Oh no" whispered Harry, filled with dread.
"Harry...."
"Dumbledore!" gasped Harry at the approaching figure, "You've got to help me...Voldemort..."
"I know Harry" interrupted Dumbledore, " You said Voldemort took some of your blood? Then you'll manage......... I think......" and he walked past Harry, his face expressionless.
"No....come back! Don't leave me" Harry trailed off, as someone walked up to him.
"Oh, I'm so glad you're here...." Harry looked at his friend thankfully.
"Don't be" they spat " I betrayed you! I gave you to Voldemort!" they raised their wand, " HAHAHA!!"
"NNNNOOOOOOOOO!!!!" and he was blinded with sheer pain in his scar.
"GIVE US 'AFFREL'S HELPERS'!! NOW!" they commanded fiercely.
"NEEVEEEEERRRRRR!!!!!!!" he screamed........
And when he woke up, he shook with fear and felt like he could cry. But, but who was it...?!
Harry stumbled into the bathroom and splashed his face with cold water....it was like ice.
"Ahhhhh....!" gasped Harry, as the impact of cold hit him, but it was nothing to the impact of Harry having a premonition of betrayal...his friend, was handing him to Voldemort..!
"Who was it ?" Harry felt like screaming, or just like breaking down completely on the bathroom floor. Instead, he steadied himself on the sink,
"Why did Dumbledore leave me? Why might my blood help me? It's just blood!" and lastly thinking, "Alfie or some-one's 'Helpers'.....?"
He stared himself in the mirror over the sink, he was chalky white, trembling with emotions like anger, betrayal, and fear and felt like he'd been hit by a bus.
"Yes, nearly, it was purple" he mused weakly to himself.
He shook himself and decided he might as well feed Hedwig as he was up. He tiptoed back to his room, scared Voldemort might be lurking around any corner, wishing he hadn't left his wand all the way back in his room - he felt so vulnerable. He finally made it to the safety of his room and was relieved to find Hedwig awake.
"Hullo old girl.." he greeted her warmly, gently stroking her. She hooted comfortly, as if she could sense how she felt. " Don't worry Hedwig, just another of my dratted dreams" he assured her, as he tenderly rubbed his scar. He glanced at his clock, it was 4am, Harry fed Hedwig and flopped into bed, too tired to resist going to sleep and risk dreaming. His last thought was of 'Alfie's' Helpers'...who were they?, before dropping into an undisturbed sleep.
He got up to his alarm clock, gathered his things, and got a lift to Kings Cross from Uncle Vernon,
"This day couldn't come quick enough" muttered Vernon, as Harry thanked him, before he drove away. Petunia and Dudley hadn't said a word to Harry.
Harry blissfully sank into a Hogwart's carriage seat, which are of course very comfortable - nothing like Muggle trains - and was all ready to have a quick snooze, he was very tired, then jolted at the thought of having another dream, now determined to stay awake. He was just re-living the dream, getting to the climax, when the carriage door was yanked open, scaring Harry half to death.
"You scared the hell out of me Ron!!" Harry gasped.
"Sorry Harry," apologized the freckly boy with the red hair, " I didn't think." He peered closely at Harry,
"Gosh Harry, you're really pale. Not enough sleep?"
"Yeah..." panted Harry, not totally recovered.
"Don't mind me then, have a little snooze....I'll find Hermione and.."
"No!" pleaded Harry, startling Ron. " I can't.." he broke off.
"Why?" asked Ron, "You sound really spooked...oh my God, you didn't..?" Ron realized.
"Yeah, I...I had another dream..." confirmed Harry, and he started to shake. Ron felt uncomfortable, what should he do?...
"Oh my god! What happened Harry?" Cho had walked in and was staring at Harry , "Are you ok?"
"Nothing Cho, Harry's just really upset, I think he might want to be alone..." Ron tried to lead her out.
"No Ron, Cho should know, or people will start talking about this, starting rumors.." intervened Harry.
"I wasn't going to tell anyone, honestly..." Cho said upset.
"Yes you were!" said Ron angrily. Harry butted in,
"Look, let me finish, I never said that, I'm sorry if that's what you thought Cho, you're alright..." then realizing what he'd said, blushed bright red.
"Well....what did you want anyway Cho?" Ron asked friendly, trying to make amends.
"Well...it was to ask Harry something actually...private" Cho said, blushing in her turn.
"What?" thought Harry in surprise, "Maybe.. Maybe she wants to ask me out? "He hoped, dream forgotten, fantasy beginning.
"I'll be going", muttered Ron, before looking at them curiously, "I'll..er...find Hermione." and disappeared.
Cho sat next to Harry and gave him a soothing look,
"Harry...why are you so upset?" she asked. She paused, Harry said nothing. "Sorry, I shouldn't of asked, I'll go now..." standing up.
"No," said Harry, grabbing her hand, she sat back down "I..I want to tell you. You know, sometimes I have premonitions...in dreams..about..Voldemort"
"No!" gasped Cho.
"Yes...And they...they are for real...I mean...they come true" he whispered, "And, I've seen my own death..."
"Oh Harry....!" cried Cho. A tear fell down her cheek.
"Don't cry Cho....anyway, what's worse, is that a friend of mine helped him...BETRAYED me!...they handed me over to VOLDEMORT!" and he started to tremble again."This is all stupid, it's probably nuthin'.." he said determinedly, as Cho sat silently in horror, " What did you want..?"
"Well..." stuttered Cho, " I know Diggory died...and...and I wondered...well...if it was evil of me to say...Harry.."she looked him in the eye, " Oh Harry...I.. like you.." she went to run.
"No.." said Harry, overcome with emotion, standing up and holding Cho "I like you too. I always have." Harry and Cho leaned into each other....
A/N: Sorry about the cliffhanger. Are they going to kiss.... You'll have to read to find out. 5 review for the next chapter.
Chapter 5: Emotions Racing
"Thanks Ernie...Sally...Say hi to Stan for me!" Harry said as Sally helped him with his motorbike. A dozen wizards and witches were waving out the windows. He felt quite claustrophobic in there.
"Harry...Mr. Potter Sir...I mean...Could I?" asked Sally meekly, clutching a camera.
"Alright then...for you." answered Harry embarrassedly.
"Oh thank you!" gasped Sally in rapture, "Oi, Ernie!" and Ernie took a picture of Sally and Harry.
"It was great meeting you....bye!!!..." Harry called after the retreating bus. He trundled his bike back to No 4 and knocked on the door.
"Get the door Dudley...it's probably him...honestly Petunia! An hour or two indeed!" he heard Uncle Vernon complain.
Dudley opened the door and his jaw dropped... "DDDDAAAADDDD! Come quick!"
Harry heard thumps as Uncle Vernon ran to the door and panted,
"What's he done now Dudders? Has...?" but he did a double take as he saw the bike.
"Petunia..." he whispered in shock.
"In a minute..." answered Auntie Petunia.
"Dad..."whined Dudley, "I want it..."
"It's not dangerous...?" quivered Uncle Vernon.
"No." Harry replied simply, "I think I'll go and put it in the garage." he looked at Dudley's hungry look. "Oh..Dudley...I don't know if you people can touch it" meaning Muggles, as Dudley leapt back in fright. He pushed it into the garage and heard Petunia ask curtly,
"Well? What is it?"
"Inside Petunia...you too boy" as he saw Harry return.
"But Dad...I want...."
"Shut up Dudley and go to bed!" commanded Uncle Vernon, "I'll be glad to see you go tomorrow" he added to Harry and stalked off. Dudley whimpered and retreated to his room.
Harry had a sudden thought, "How'll I get it too Hogwarts?" as he lay on his bed, his suitcase packed, just as Hedwig flew in. She had a note from Hogwarts.
"What's this? Harry thought as he opened it and read...
Hello Harry!,
I heard about your 'special present' from Snuffles and I've already got it at Hogwarts (from your Garage)...
"That was quick" thought Harry, but Dumbledore really couldn't really surprise him anymore.
...all ready for when you get here...I'm looking forward to school again and seeing you Harry...I have to tell you something. But until then have a fun journey on the train and I'll see you tomorrow,
Dumbledore.
"Good old Dumbledore" sighed Harry before falling asleep on his bed. And dreamed...
He was still in the full body bind.
"Oh no" whispered Harry, filled with dread.
"Harry...."
"Dumbledore!" gasped Harry at the approaching figure, "You've got to help me...Voldemort..."
"I know Harry" interrupted Dumbledore, " You said Voldemort took some of your blood? Then you'll manage......... I think......" and he walked past Harry, his face expressionless.
"No....come back! Don't leave me" Harry trailed off, as someone walked up to him.
"Oh, I'm so glad you're here...." Harry looked at his friend thankfully.
"Don't be" they spat " I betrayed you! I gave you to Voldemort!" they raised their wand, " HAHAHA!!"
"NNNNOOOOOOOOO!!!!" and he was blinded with sheer pain in his scar.
"GIVE US 'AFFREL'S HELPERS'!! NOW!" they commanded fiercely.
"NEEVEEEEERRRRRR!!!!!!!" he screamed........
And when he woke up, he shook with fear and felt like he could cry. But, but who was it...?!
Harry stumbled into the bathroom and splashed his face with cold water....it was like ice.
"Ahhhhh....!" gasped Harry, as the impact of cold hit him, but it was nothing to the impact of Harry having a premonition of betrayal...his friend, was handing him to Voldemort..!
"Who was it ?" Harry felt like screaming, or just like breaking down completely on the bathroom floor. Instead, he steadied himself on the sink,
"Why did Dumbledore leave me? Why might my blood help me? It's just blood!" and lastly thinking, "Alfie or some-one's 'Helpers'.....?"
He stared himself in the mirror over the sink, he was chalky white, trembling with emotions like anger, betrayal, and fear and felt like he'd been hit by a bus.
"Yes, nearly, it was purple" he mused weakly to himself.
He shook himself and decided he might as well feed Hedwig as he was up. He tiptoed back to his room, scared Voldemort might be lurking around any corner, wishing he hadn't left his wand all the way back in his room - he felt so vulnerable. He finally made it to the safety of his room and was relieved to find Hedwig awake.
"Hullo old girl.." he greeted her warmly, gently stroking her. She hooted comfortly, as if she could sense how she felt. " Don't worry Hedwig, just another of my dratted dreams" he assured her, as he tenderly rubbed his scar. He glanced at his clock, it was 4am, Harry fed Hedwig and flopped into bed, too tired to resist going to sleep and risk dreaming. His last thought was of 'Alfie's' Helpers'...who were they?, before dropping into an undisturbed sleep.
He got up to his alarm clock, gathered his things, and got a lift to Kings Cross from Uncle Vernon,
"This day couldn't come quick enough" muttered Vernon, as Harry thanked him, before he drove away. Petunia and Dudley hadn't said a word to Harry.
Harry blissfully sank into a Hogwart's carriage seat, which are of course very comfortable - nothing like Muggle trains - and was all ready to have a quick snooze, he was very tired, then jolted at the thought of having another dream, now determined to stay awake. He was just re-living the dream, getting to the climax, when the carriage door was yanked open, scaring Harry half to death.
"You scared the hell out of me Ron!!" Harry gasped.
"Sorry Harry," apologized the freckly boy with the red hair, " I didn't think." He peered closely at Harry,
"Gosh Harry, you're really pale. Not enough sleep?"
"Yeah..." panted Harry, not totally recovered.
"Don't mind me then, have a little snooze....I'll find Hermione and.."
"No!" pleaded Harry, startling Ron. " I can't.." he broke off.
"Why?" asked Ron, "You sound really spooked...oh my God, you didn't..?" Ron realized.
"Yeah, I...I had another dream..." confirmed Harry, and he started to shake. Ron felt uncomfortable, what should he do?...
"Oh my god! What happened Harry?" Cho had walked in and was staring at Harry , "Are you ok?"
"Nothing Cho, Harry's just really upset, I think he might want to be alone..." Ron tried to lead her out.
"No Ron, Cho should know, or people will start talking about this, starting rumors.." intervened Harry.
"I wasn't going to tell anyone, honestly..." Cho said upset.
"Yes you were!" said Ron angrily. Harry butted in,
"Look, let me finish, I never said that, I'm sorry if that's what you thought Cho, you're alright..." then realizing what he'd said, blushed bright red.
"Well....what did you want anyway Cho?" Ron asked friendly, trying to make amends.
"Well...it was to ask Harry something actually...private" Cho said, blushing in her turn.
"What?" thought Harry in surprise, "Maybe.. Maybe she wants to ask me out? "He hoped, dream forgotten, fantasy beginning.
"I'll be going", muttered Ron, before looking at them curiously, "I'll..er...find Hermione." and disappeared.
Cho sat next to Harry and gave him a soothing look,
"Harry...why are you so upset?" she asked. She paused, Harry said nothing. "Sorry, I shouldn't of asked, I'll go now..." standing up.
"No," said Harry, grabbing her hand, she sat back down "I..I want to tell you. You know, sometimes I have premonitions...in dreams..about..Voldemort"
"No!" gasped Cho.
"Yes...And they...they are for real...I mean...they come true" he whispered, "And, I've seen my own death..."
"Oh Harry....!" cried Cho. A tear fell down her cheek.
"Don't cry Cho....anyway, what's worse, is that a friend of mine helped him...BETRAYED me!...they handed me over to VOLDEMORT!" and he started to tremble again."This is all stupid, it's probably nuthin'.." he said determinedly, as Cho sat silently in horror, " What did you want..?"
"Well..." stuttered Cho, " I know Diggory died...and...and I wondered...well...if it was evil of me to say...Harry.."she looked him in the eye, " Oh Harry...I.. like you.." she went to run.
"No.." said Harry, overcome with emotion, standing up and holding Cho "I like you too. I always have." Harry and Cho leaned into each other....
A/N: Sorry about the cliffhanger. Are they going to kiss.... You'll have to read to find out. 5 review for the next chapter.