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Harry Potter and the Return of Lord Voldemort - Part 2

Author's note: Thank You all for your reviews! I appreciate them all very much. Please continue to review for this one as well. As for Harry not staying with the Dursley's, Professor seemed to have changed his mind and Harry is 5'7'' now because of a unexpected growth spurt ;)

Leah turned back to the house quickly, and Alluna and Harry followed. "I only thought you were coming, Alluna, so I was going to let you have my room and me just sleep on the couch, but I'm not sure what to do now." Alluna nodded. "How about we do that, and Harry, do you mind sleeping on a conjured cot for a couple days?" she asked. "No problem," Harry replied. "All right," Alluna said, pulling out her wand while leading the way to the living room. The couch Harry supposed Leah was sleeping on already had blankets and a pillow, so Alluna conjured one cot with blankets and pillows and put it by the other wall of the room. Harry set his bag by the cot and watched Alluna and Leah go to where her bedroom probably was.

Then went out for dinner that night, to a nice muggle restaurant nearby. Alluna and Leah seemed like they hadn't seen each other for years, the way they talked non-stop. Harry ate in silence as he listened to the incessant chatter. It went on like that until the funeral, where everyone was in sad moods. At the funeral home, the placed was packed. It seemed that Deionara knew a lot of people and they were all here. Harry was tired that night, so he went to bed early. Tomorrow was the last day here, he thought, as he drifted to sleep.

That night, he dreamed again, but it was another Voldemort premonition. They were back in Tom Riddle's house. Voldemort was sitting in his chair, but he was faced away from the fire, so that Harry could see him in full, surveying the death eaters before him.

"You all know how much in disgrace you are for letting Harry Potter escape. However, you may redeem yourselves. There are three ways you may do so. The first of which, is to transfer the dementors onto our side and regain our lost members that are in Azkaban. The second of which, is to recruit creatures of the dark for my army. The third, and most rewardable though, is to find a way to get through Dumbledore's many enchantments and shields of protection on Harry Potter so that I may kill him and his threat to me removed."

One death eater stepped forward. It was Lucius Malfoy. "I promise you, my lord, that I will have the enchantments and shields broken, by this Christmas."

"Let us hope you have, Lucius, let us hope you have," said Voldemort in a cruel, cold voice.

Harry smashed onto the floor from the cot. His scar burned extraordinarily hot, and he clutched it with his hands. He was shivering and drenched in cold sweat. Suddenly, warm, soft arms cradled him.

"Harry! Are you all right?" whispered Leah frightendly. "You were rolling around so violently and then you just fell! I thought you were having a seizure or something!"

Harry rubbed his scar and groaned, "Yeah, I'll be all right. It was just a nightmare.... And Voldemort will probably be able to kill me by Christmas!" he said, the memory of the dream hitting him hard. Seeing Leah's confused face, he explained to her about his Voldemort premonitions. When he finished, Leah looked amazed.

"Wow, that's deep!" she exclaimed softly, not wanting to wake Alluna. At that moment, they realized that Leah still had her arms around Harry. Quickly sitting up, he moved her hands with his, and then held them in between them. He took a deep breath and said, "Leah, I'm really sorry about your mom. And I'm also really sorry that we'll probably not see each other again for a while since me and Alluna have to go back. I'll really miss you and-" but Harry was interrupted.

"Last night, after you went to sleep, we decided that I'm going back with you! The last bedroom at Allan's cottage will be mine and I'm going to attend Hogwarts for my last couple years. Isn't it wonderful?" Harry was speechless. All he could utter was, "really?" to which Leah smiled and nodded. A sudden burst of courage hit him and he hugged her, to which she quickly hugged him back. "I'm so glad," he whispered in her ear. Leah broke their warm embrace and looked at the clock on the wall, which read 1:43 AM. "We should probably get some more sleep," she said to Harry. "Goodnight," she said smiling gently. "Night," Harry replied, and they both crawled back on their separate beds, and both fell into a deep, happy sleep.

The next day went by uneventfully. Leah only packed clothes and her favorite things to come with her: pictures, an old stuffed teddy bear, a conch shell her mother had gotten for her when she was in Jamaica years ago, things like that. She had sent her owl, the snowy white one like Hedwig to Houdinian University with a packet of letters and paraphernalia for her friends there. When she was ready, Harry was a little concerned on how she was going to get there. The porta-parater only moved two people. When he asked this to Alluna, she laughed and replied that here in the U.S., fourteen was the age where one could get an apparating license. Leah had hers and would apparate by herself to the cottage. They returned to the cottage around seven PM and everyone was tired so they all went to bed early.

The next morning at breakfast, Alluna suggested that Harry take Leah into Hogsmeade for a tour and such. They both agreed and set off. Harry and Leah spent the whole day there, and had loads of fun together. Leah liked all the stores there, and said there was nothing even close to this anywhere she knew of around her old home. She particularly enjoyed Honeydukes. She was a chocoholic and this place was just right down her street. She spoke with a dreamy sort of voice when she said, "I'll never need to crave chocolate again!"

They ate at the Three Broomsticks for lunch. Harry was surprised when he walked in and discovered Hagrid there. Hagrid was pouring over what seemed to be a letter, but he looked up when Harry called to him. "Hello there, Harry," he said cheerfully. Hagrid's eyes turned to Leah and he blinked with curiosity as he looked at her. "And who might yer pretty lady friend be?" he inquired, as he continued to stare hard at Leah's face.
"This is Leah, my guardian Alluna's goddaughter," Harry explained. Hagrid was still caught up in looking at Leah.
"You remind me of someone, Leah..." Hagrid trailed slowly. "No, couldn't be, nevermind," he said Hagrid. He snapped back to attention and smiled at Harry. "Would you two like to join me fer lunch?" Harry glanced at Leah, who looked somewhat shaken by Hagrid's scrutinizing stare, but she looked back and nodded.
"Sure," Harry answered. They had am interesting conversation about the magical creatures that they would be studying this upcoming year. The rest of the day they spent walking around, visiting various places.

On their walk home, Harry's curiosity got the better of him.
"Leah, what happened to your father?" Leah sighed and hesitated a moment before saying, "actually, I really don't know. Mom told me that when she was younger, she was very raucous and loved to party and travel abroad. On one of her travels, she met the man who was to be my father. She said she stayed with him for a week, but then he said he had urgent business and left, left, never to come back. Nine months later, I came along. She said that her only regret about that relationship was not asking the man's name, otherwise, it had been perfect."
"Oh, I'm sorry," said Harry. "It's all right, I never even knew him so I didn't care about him," she said confidently.

The summer continued like that, Harry and Leah becoming closer and closer. Everyday, Harry felt that today would be the day I ask her to be my girlfriend, but he always either chickened out or something popped up in his head that made him feel like they shouldn't be that close, just friends. The only break from that was July 31st, Harry's Birthday. That Saturday, Harry, Leah, and Alluna met up with Ron, George, Fred, Ginny and Hermione at the Leaky Cauldron, where Harry had his first real birthday party. They all bought him nice presents, and the cake at the Leaky Cauldron was the best Harry had ever tasted. When he first introduced Leah to them, they all seemed a little taken back.

Even though he hadn't told a soul about his feelings for Leah, all of his invited friends had a look on their face that said, "Harry, its written all over your face". Ron, Fred, and George had identical mischievous smirks, Hermione had a plainly amused smile, and poor Ginny looked liked she'd just lost a precious possession. After that, everyone asked Leah a lot of questions, especially Hermione. "What's Houdinian like (Hermione)? What's your favorite class (Ron)? What do they teach Houdinian (Hermione)? Do you play quidditch (Fred)? Do American witches play other magical sports (George)? Are there cute guys there (Ginny)? Have you ever done anything with other wizarding schools in America (Hermione)? Leah's favorite class was transfiguration. She didn't play quidditch, but it was available. Instead she was part of a druid ritualistic dance league, that did things like summon rain, storms, fire, plant growth, and other elemental magic. Indeed there were cute wizards there, and she had dated several of them. As for other schools, there were many in the two American continents and they had contests and championships throughout the year for many things. They also had something like the triwizarding cup, but it was called something else and was much bigger because of the many schools that participated in it, but it was only held once every six years, for no particular reason other than tradition. Usually each school made up an all-star team of about a dozen that would go on a dangerous quest, usually held in Asia so no ground would be familiar. The next one would be held next year. After the questions, the conversion went into a typical non-exciting mode.

After eating they went on a walk through Diagon alley. After a few minutes, they approached a dress robe and gowns shop. Bursting with excitement, the four girls, Leah, Hermione, Ginny, and Alluna hurried inside. The boys stopped and all faced Harry.

"So, what's up with you and Leah?" popped Ron casually. Fred and George nodded enthusiastically. Harry hesitated a full minute before replying.

"Well, erm, ah, I'm really not sure. I really like her, even more than Cho, but I'm afraid to ask her out." Harry said nervously, glancing at the store window.

"Hmmm," said George thoughtfully. "Since your not sure that she'll say yes, and you have to live with her for the rest of the summer, then I'd suggest you ask her right when or right before we get to Hogwarts." Fred nodded in agreement. They stood in silence for a while after that, until Fred had another question.

"And how about you, little brother?" Fred said slyly.

"What do you mean?" Ron demanded, but his face was turning a lovely shade of embarrassed red.

"Why, Miss Granger, of course!" George said mischievously. "In your little diary, it must say a thousand times how much you like her?"

"You guys found my JOURNAL, and then READ IT!?" Ron practically shouted at his brothers.

"Well humph, its not that difficult when it's sitting wide open on your desk, now is it?" said Fred pompously. Ron took a few breaths to calm him, but they didn't seem to help. He turned redder.

"For your information," Ron said, barely holding himself in, "Yes, I am going to ask Hermione out this year, so get off it, all right?" Glad for the subject to switch off him, he smiled and said,

"Well, Ron, now that I think about it, you and Herm would be a pretty cute couple..."

Just then, after what Harry was surprised to notice had been an hour, the girls emerged from the shop, all talking and giggling madly as if they had been best friends for years.

"The white one was definitely my favorite, and the blue one you liked looked really good on you, Hermione," said Leah dreamily.

"Thanks," Hermione replied smiling, "You looked great in the white one too. I liked the gold embroidery on it, it was really pretty." The next thing Leah said, she said quietly and directed it at the girls, so Harry and the guys couldn't hear it. It seemed to be a great joke about Alluna because she ran her fingers through her hair and blushed when Leah said it while all the others burst into laughter.

They spent the rest of the day walking and talking through Diagon Alley, here and there going into a shop to browse. When Harry returned to the cottage that night, he laid down in his bed, and the last thought he had before falling asleep was, "the next time I need a happy thought for a patronus, I can think of today..." And with that he fell asleep.

The rest of the summer was basically the same as the beginning. Alluna took Harry and Leah back to Diagon Alley to get things for school when the letters arrived. The only thing different from Leah letter was that it contained another paragraph asking her to go with the first years before sorting, so that she could experience the fun inauguration of Hogwarts. When Harry read that part, he laughed as he thought of the "fun" look the first years had on their faces last year when they drudged into the great hall, soaking wet from the storm. The day finally arrived to go to Hogwarts. He was surprised to find a carriage in front of the cottage was to take him to Hogwarts, not the Hogwarts express, but then he remembered that "duh" he was in Hogsmeade and it would be unnecessary to take the train. They left around 6:30 and it took about a half-hour to get to Hogwarts, so about a minute after they arrived, the Hogwarts Express pulled up. People poured out of the train, but Harry managed to find Ron and Hermione all right. Ron and Hermione greeted Leah warmly and wished her luck to get into Gryffindor. Then, Hagrid called all the first years to him to go to the lake. Leah looked a bit nervous, but Harry, Ron, and Hermione gave her encouraging smiles and sent her off with Hagrid. Then they hurried into the great hall to wait. When the first years arrived, they all seemed nervous, but very excited. Leah, being fifteen, gianted most of the little eleven year olds, so she was very noticeable. Harry noticed a lot of people were looking at her, and the way the guys his age and older were looking at her made him feel a bit nervous and protective. To Harry, the sorting seemed to take forever to get to Leah, because she was going last. He even forgot to clap for the new Gryffindors.

Finally, Leah's name was called. While she walked slowly up to the stool where the sorting hat lay, Professor Dumbledore, who was calling names this year, explained to everyone why she was so old. He read straight from the parchment of names, "Leah was a former student of the Houdinian College in The United States. Due to an unfortunate accident, she has come to finish of her years here at Hogwarts with us. I happen to know the Dean of the college quite well, so I know all of his students were top notch, no exceptions." He looked up from the parchment and looked out over the tables. "So I'm sure you can all learn something from her and you will make her feel very welcome here." Leah had, by that time, put the sorting hat on her head, but the hat hadn't said anything yet. Finally, it said, "GRYFFINDOR". Harry jumped up from his chair and clapped and whistled loudest of them all. Just then , Leah turned to Professor Dumbledore to thank him for the nice introduction. Leah and the Professor's eyes met, and the Professor's kind, merry face turned that fearsome, icy wizard Harry had seen when he had bursted through the door to stun Barty Crouch (Mad-Eye Moody then) when he had taken Harry right after he used the Port Key to return to Hogwarts last year. A sort of shocked terror was on Leah's face when she back up, cringing away from Professor Dumbledore. The Professor, it had seemed, was over his anger, but he still looked a bit strange. He observed Leah hurry over to where Harry had saved her a seat at the Gryffindor table, with blank eyes. His mind was racing. Harry only wished he knew what Dumbledore was thinking right now. With the same blank look on his face, Dumbledore announced dinner to start, then he hurriedly went to discuss something with some of the other teachers. Harry did think it was a little weird, but he soon forgot about it though, with the fact Leah was in the same house as him. Leah seemed a little jumpy the rest of the night, but the next day, she was fine.

September went by pretty quickly, Harry thought back on. It was October now, and Dumbledore had surprisingly announced that there were to be three balls this year. The first one was coming up on Halloween, the second in Christmas, and the third around Easter. Harry still hadn't asked Leah out, to his own dismay, and refused for anyone else to do it but him. Leah herself, after getting aquatinted with everyone and her new school, was actually handling quite well. She had become quite popular with all the houses, even Slytherin. Finally, when their week vacation for Halloween came, Harry had the courage. He, Ron, Hermione, and Leah were in the library searching for something for a potions assignment. Ron and Hermione had wandered off somewhere, and he and Leah were alone in the same isle. He walked up to Leah, a little bit timidly.

"You found the answer?" Leah said, still looking and flipping through the pages of the book she was holding.

"Umm, no, but there was something I wanted to ask you," Harry said, his hands clasped behind his back, fingers crossed.

"Yeah?" Leah said, looking up with mild interest.

"Umm, will you go to the Halloween Ball with me?" Harry said clearly, not wanting to have to repeat it again like last time.




Dun Dun Dun! Cliffhanger this time! What will happen next? Read and find out. Author sneak preview: We will find out why so many people have weird reactions to Leah's eyes! And a bunch of other STUFF! Yay!

P.S. I'm going away for a week, but when I get back I should have the next part written =)