A/N: Well, it's been a while since I last took the chance to continue on the story, but I decided that I should post another chapter. Sorry about the wait. I will try to make it worth it. I would like to Hedwig Angle for her inspiration to get me to continue. And now…
A Story Untold: Part 12
Sirius came out of the room, and Harry could barely recognize him. It seemed as though there was a glow to him, and an unusual spring in his step. His eyes shined like never before, and the mark that the cold and dark place of Azcaban had left on him was almost unidentifiable. He was dressed totally in black, with the exception of a dark blue flowing cape. Harry was dumbfounded, and did not say a word. A broad smile crept on his face, and there was a spark of mischief in his eye like when he was a boy of Harry's age. He turned to Dumbledor and said, "Well, it looks like Medusa might be loose in the castle, because poor Harry has turned into stone." With this, Harry began to laugh, and he spent the next ten minutes conversing with Sirius. It was in a much more pleasant atmosphere then the one at Hermione's house. But right before Harry had to go back to the common room, Sirius told him that he was also here to guard Harry, and that the dark lord will more than likely be making an attempt for his life. Harry was not afraid, and with an air of stubbornness, told Sirius that he would be just fine, after all, Harry had dealt with Voldermort before, and he was a fifth year, and that he could handle himself. Sirius just shook his head, but then smiled, and hugged Harry before he left. Unnoticed at the door was a man, with a pair of cold eyes that shone, who had been listening, and had made his through the shadows, and out of the castle.
In the morning Harry woke up, and at the thought of what was ahead of him today, he fell back and let loose a sigh. Not only did Harry have a full schedule of classes, but also he was the new quidditch captain for Griffindor, and he had a meeting with his team today. The season was starting early, and in only three weeks, Griffindor faced off with Hufflepuff. Harry hurried down to breakfast, where Hermionie and Ron were already waiting, saving him a seat. Dumbledore made a quick speech that, due to several complaints, that there would be more trips to Hogsmeade this year. Then, when he was done, everyone sat down and dug in. The meal was eggs and bacon and sausage and potatoes, and water to drink. When everyone went off to classes, Harry stayed back a bit, to talk to Ron, dealing with the upcoming year of Quidditch. Ron was going to be a chaser. As the two approached potions, Ron suddenly fell to the floor with a un healthy thud. Harry spun around to see someone running away.
Well, I know….another short chapter. I'm sorry. Well, what happened to Ron. Review, and I will write soon so you can find out.
A Story Untold: Part 12
Sirius came out of the room, and Harry could barely recognize him. It seemed as though there was a glow to him, and an unusual spring in his step. His eyes shined like never before, and the mark that the cold and dark place of Azcaban had left on him was almost unidentifiable. He was dressed totally in black, with the exception of a dark blue flowing cape. Harry was dumbfounded, and did not say a word. A broad smile crept on his face, and there was a spark of mischief in his eye like when he was a boy of Harry's age. He turned to Dumbledor and said, "Well, it looks like Medusa might be loose in the castle, because poor Harry has turned into stone." With this, Harry began to laugh, and he spent the next ten minutes conversing with Sirius. It was in a much more pleasant atmosphere then the one at Hermione's house. But right before Harry had to go back to the common room, Sirius told him that he was also here to guard Harry, and that the dark lord will more than likely be making an attempt for his life. Harry was not afraid, and with an air of stubbornness, told Sirius that he would be just fine, after all, Harry had dealt with Voldermort before, and he was a fifth year, and that he could handle himself. Sirius just shook his head, but then smiled, and hugged Harry before he left. Unnoticed at the door was a man, with a pair of cold eyes that shone, who had been listening, and had made his through the shadows, and out of the castle.
In the morning Harry woke up, and at the thought of what was ahead of him today, he fell back and let loose a sigh. Not only did Harry have a full schedule of classes, but also he was the new quidditch captain for Griffindor, and he had a meeting with his team today. The season was starting early, and in only three weeks, Griffindor faced off with Hufflepuff. Harry hurried down to breakfast, where Hermionie and Ron were already waiting, saving him a seat. Dumbledore made a quick speech that, due to several complaints, that there would be more trips to Hogsmeade this year. Then, when he was done, everyone sat down and dug in. The meal was eggs and bacon and sausage and potatoes, and water to drink. When everyone went off to classes, Harry stayed back a bit, to talk to Ron, dealing with the upcoming year of Quidditch. Ron was going to be a chaser. As the two approached potions, Ron suddenly fell to the floor with a un healthy thud. Harry spun around to see someone running away.
Well, I know….another short chapter. I'm sorry. Well, what happened to Ron. Review, and I will write soon so you can find out.