A/N at end of chapter
Chapter Seven
When they reached woods, they the man didn't stop, Harry struggling to keep up with the nimble footed stranger. Eventually they ran into a path, where the person stopped.
"We will rest a moment." the person said, and turned. Harry frowned as he saw the cowl of the cloak hanging low blocking the persons profile. A chuckle emitted from the person as it leaned against the tree near the path.
"So." Harry started. "Who are you."
"A friend." the person answered.
"Your name?"
"The question is," the person said, "who are you?"
Harry stared hard at the hidden face, no sure whether the person really didn't know whom he was.
"Harry Potter." he answered finally. A long pause.
"I recognize the name," the person said. "I just do not remember from where."
"I-" Harry started, then stopped. He didn't know what to say to this person at all, he wasn't sure if he should answer.
"Rested up then?" the figure, asked, Harry didn't reply, but the person continued anyway. " Good lets move along." The figure pushed himself to his feet.
The pair continued along the path for a long time, the sun slowly sinking under the treeline. It was getting harder and harder to see the path, and the air was getting colder.
"Can you see back there, Harry Potter?" the man asked.
"Not well." Harry answered.
"Hang onto the back of my cloak, don't worry, we're almost there."
Harry did, and followed as best he could. He tripped often on stones or tree roots on the path, but whoever was leading him continued on, unbothered by Harry's clumsiness. They continued walking well into the night, always a constant pace, Harry gripping the cloak for guidance and support.
"Wake up, Harry." a voice called pleasantly. Harry opened his eyes, everything was blurry and he was still slightly disoriented from sleep. "You fell asleep."
"Where am I?" Harry slurred fixing his glasses that had slipped to the side.
"You are near somewhere safe," the voice answered. "Just follow the path, you'll get where you need to be."
"What about you?" Harry asked looking up. The owner of the voice wasn't in sight. Harry stood and turned in a full circle peering intently in the shady areas. No one was around. 'Follow the path.' Harry recalled, and with one last look behind him, began to follow the winding path.
The path was actually very hard to see. He had no idea how the man who had led him here had actually followed it. But he did his best, only stumbling twice before he cleared from the trees totally. Harry looked up from the ground and a wide smile spread across his face. He was at Hogwarts.
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"I just really don't like this type of magic, Diana." Kori whined as they made their way across the manicured lawn to the large double front doors.
"It isn't as bad as you think." Diana scolded, pausing in front of the heavy doors. "You've already taken four years of school, just two more and you will be done."
"I already know everything!" Kori cried. "We only had five years of school back in Olympus, this one has seven."
"Hush," Diana said firmly. The slender woman faced the doors, ones she couldn't possibly open by herself. She raised both of her hands and moved them slowly to the sides, as she did this, the doors opened.
"Why didn't you teach me something like that?" Kori grumbled.
"I will when you finish school." Diana offered.
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Harry jogged up toward the doors of the school, hoping someone was there so he wouldn't be left outside. He slowed to a walk when he saw two forms approach the doors. He opened his mouth to call out to them, but nothing came out when he saw one raise their hands. The doors creaked open as they drew them outward to their sides. Harry moved closer, he could hear the companion complaining about being taught something. The one who opened the doors reply was too soft for him to catch.
Hey jogged up toward them as they entered the castle, talking in hushed voices. They seemed to be moving toward the Great Hall but one paused. Harry looked passed them and saw a form hurrying toward the pair. He recognized the hair-do as the person approached.
"Diana?" Professor McGonagall's voice called, her features coming into view as she neared them. Her eyes were tired, but a smile was on her face.
"Hello Minerva." the cloaked one replied.
"Why are you back? Has something happen- Oh, Potter, I didn't see you." Professor McGonagall said. She looked behind him like she expected someone. "Why are you here so early? Did you take the train?"
"Er, no. See something strange has happened and well- is Professor Dumbledore around?" Harry asked.
"He's in his office, I will take you up there, I'd like to hear what has happened. Diana would you mind waiting in the Hall?" Professor McGonagall asked looking back at her.
"Of course not. Please let me know when I may see Albus, Minerva." Diana said, she turned slightly, Harry unable to see her features, and he blushed slightly. He had been following them without them knowing. The other girl beside Diana glanced back, and Harry stared hard at her face. She had auburn hair that hung almost to her waist, and her eyes were a deep blue. The girl named Diana, took the auburn haired girls arm and led her firmly to the Great Hall.
McGonagall watched tensely as they departed, she started suddenly and looked back at Harry blankly. "Oh, yes, to Dumbledore's office. Come along now Harry." Professor McGonagall said softly.
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