CHAPTA 2~
Harry was anxious to know what Ron had to say. " Well?" said Harry in an exasperated tone.
" Harry, I won't be able to join you for the holidays."
"WHAT!!!!!!! RON! WHO CAN'T!"
"Harry, come on. Lavender's folks invited me over. She really wants me there.......Harry....."
"Ron, how could you?"
"Harry, you're making such a big deal about it. Plus...you're making a scene."
Harry was indeed making a scene. Everyone had gatheres around the duo in a circle.
It was entertaining for them to see Harry and Ron fighting like an old married couple. The crowd
and giggled.
Harry stormed out of the room almost in tears. He went to Prefect's bathroom (which oddly
opened just at Harry's presence) Harry didn't stop to think that this happening was a bit strange. He
didn't care. He needed to be alone.
There was a strange green mist inside the room. A strong, sweet aroma was coming from the room.
The smell made Harry drowsy and he soon forgot all his troubles. All pain and suffering was lifted from his body
and soul. He felt at ease.
He collasped on top of a feather bed (a decision he would soon regret) and fell asleep. He dreamt of a
mystical room. It was hot and stuffy inside it. This room was also filled witha strange aroma, which Harry later realized
it was the same as before. A small, ancient man came out from behind a curtain. "You must be Harry Potter." His voice
was eerie yet poetic in a strange way. It was like a song with no melody. "Harry Potter," the man said smiling maliciously.
"Welcome to your doom."
* 3RD CHAPTER COMING UP ^-^ WHAT WILL HARRY DO?
Harry was anxious to know what Ron had to say. " Well?" said Harry in an exasperated tone.
" Harry, I won't be able to join you for the holidays."
"WHAT!!!!!!! RON! WHO CAN'T!"
"Harry, come on. Lavender's folks invited me over. She really wants me there.......Harry....."
"Ron, how could you?"
"Harry, you're making such a big deal about it. Plus...you're making a scene."
Harry was indeed making a scene. Everyone had gatheres around the duo in a circle.
It was entertaining for them to see Harry and Ron fighting like an old married couple. The crowd
and giggled.
Harry stormed out of the room almost in tears. He went to Prefect's bathroom (which oddly
opened just at Harry's presence) Harry didn't stop to think that this happening was a bit strange. He
didn't care. He needed to be alone.
There was a strange green mist inside the room. A strong, sweet aroma was coming from the room.
The smell made Harry drowsy and he soon forgot all his troubles. All pain and suffering was lifted from his body
and soul. He felt at ease.
He collasped on top of a feather bed (a decision he would soon regret) and fell asleep. He dreamt of a
mystical room. It was hot and stuffy inside it. This room was also filled witha strange aroma, which Harry later realized
it was the same as before. A small, ancient man came out from behind a curtain. "You must be Harry Potter." His voice
was eerie yet poetic in a strange way. It was like a song with no melody. "Harry Potter," the man said smiling maliciously.
"Welcome to your doom."
* 3RD CHAPTER COMING UP ^-^ WHAT WILL HARRY DO?
