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A/N: This is a Harry Potter fic. I don't normally write these, but I wanted to this time. This takes place in Harry's fifth year of Hogwarts. Shout out to Softball Chicks for inspiring me to write and to Dreamer4 for inspiring me to write a Harry Potter fic and write a little better.
1.1
2 The Scar Stills Burns
Super Crash
2.1.1 Chapter One: The Warning
How could he get that strong? It was one minute. One minute alone and Voldemort became stronger then even Professor Dumbledore. How could it happen?
Harry lay on his bed. In his fourth year at Hogwarts so much had happened. In that school year, the evil wizard Voldemort had gotten to full power and Cedric of Hufflepuff had died a horrible fate.
Harry had laid in his bed day after day, waiting for an answer to his questions. He would talk to his marshmallow-white owl, Hedwig.
"Boy, come out of your room, someone is on the phone for you." A voice so familiar to Harry rang in his room.
Slowly, Harry staggered out of his room. He picked up the phone and said, "Hello. Who is this?"
"THIS IS RON WEASLEY! IS THIS HARRY?!"
"You don't have to shout, Ron. On the phone you just talk and the person on the other end can hear you fine."
"Oh. I haven't heard from you all summer, Harry. What's been happening?"
"I've been thinking. a lot. Ya know last year how Cedric was killed? I just can't get over the fact that I was right there to help. That and the fact that Vol- sorry, You-Know-Who is back at full strength," Harry said sleepily.
"Why do think it was you? I mean, it's not like you could have saved him. It wasn't in your control," the perky boy replied.
"Boy, you better not be tying up that phone. A man is supposed to call about buying a lot of drills," the purple-faced Uncle Vernon called.
"Ron I have to go. My uncle needs the phone. Good thing school starts soon," Harry said.
"Maybe you could come to my house before that?" Ron asked.
"I don't know, I probably can unless we go by flying car again. Anyway, I'll try. Send me an owl. but not Errol. See ya." Harry hung up the phone.
A week quickly passed, and Harry was at the Burrow. Not only did Harry's best friend live there, but he thought it was the best house. It was a wizard's house, and that was good enough for Harry.
Harry didn't care what job he had to do, as long as it had to do with the wizarding world. He would gladly de-gnome the garden (something dreadfully hated by the Weasley family).
"Harry, Ron, Ginny, Fred, and George ! Your letters from Hogwarts are here!" Mrs. Weasley called up the stairs.
There was a mad rush that seemed a lot like a stampede as everyone tried to get his or her letter first. Harry and Ron looked over their list to see what they had to get in the ways of supplies.
While they were reading, an owl swooped in and landed on Ron's head.
"I think it's from Hermione. Take the letter and let's see," Harry told Ron.
Ron opened it and read: Hi Ron and Harry. I just got my list from Hogwarts and thought that we could meet at Diagon Ally. Write back with an answer. And Ron, I would use Hedwig, Errol doesn't look so good.
Love,
Hermione.
Harry and Ron burst into the Wealsley's kitchen in a matter of seconds and asked if they could go to Diagon Ally. After Mrs. Weasley said yes, they sent Hedwig to Hermione's house with an answer and a date to go.
A day passed, and it stood that in a week, the Weasleys, Harry, and the Granger family would leave for Diagon Ally.
Harry knew from experience that time flew when he was at the Burrow. The week ended, and the group left for Diagon Ally. When they saw the Grangers, Harry and Ron greeted Hermione.
"Harry, why didn't you write to me over the summer?" the browned- haired girl asked.
"Hedwig was locked up in a cage all summer. I couldn't break her free. Besides, my uncle was on a rampage trying to get me in trouble," Harry replied.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione set off away from the others. Along the way they met Draco Malfoy. Harry and Ron had a reputation for getting into fights with Malfoy.
"Well, well, if it isn't Potter, Weasley, Granger. Hey, Weasley, how are your parents going to pay for the books? They might have to sell your house. Naw, that wouldn't be worth a galleon," Malfoy sneered. Everyone in the school knew that Ron's family wasn't the richest family in the world.
Harry and Hermione had to tug Ron away so that he wouldn't fight with Malfoy. They soon got their books and said good-bye to each other.
It was the last night at the Burrow and Harry actually regretted it. He wanted to go back Hogwarts, but he would miss Ron's family. That night Harry fell asleep like a rock, but didn't have the best of nights. He had a strange dream that he thought was telling him something.
Harry Potter, come to Hogwarts and lose something valuable to you. It is more important then any of your friends. Come to Hogwarts and die Harry Potter. The Dark Sorcerer is back. He will come to get you. You must pay your debt Harry Potter. You nearly killed him so many times, but now he will kill you. Do not come Harry Potter. Terrible things will happen the moment you decide to come. You have been warned.
At those last words, Harry's scar burned so much that he tumbled out of his bed and fell to the floor with a THUD! Harry slept for the rest of the night without a single nightmare. The night ended, and he was woken for breakfast by a red-haired boy that he knew was Ron.
They decided to use Floo Powder to Platform 9 ¾. Once on the train, Harry and Ron found Hermione and got a seat. They had been traveling for about an hour when the train stopped. The three friends went to the front of the train and saw that the conductor had not stopped it.
Harry thought back to his dream: Terrible things will happen the moment you decide to come.
Harry immediately knew that this was connected with the dream. A storm started and the train got struck by lightning. The train could go further until it was fixed. Now, Harry started to regret coming on the train. Also, he heard a voice saying: Didn't I tell you that terrible things would happen. You and your friends are doomed Harry Potter. It's too late to now. You cannot take back what you did. You are doomed Harry Potter. Doomed.
A/N: This is a Harry Potter fic. I don't normally write these, but I wanted to this time. This takes place in Harry's fifth year of Hogwarts. Shout out to Softball Chicks for inspiring me to write and to Dreamer4 for inspiring me to write a Harry Potter fic and write a little better.
1.1
2 The Scar Stills Burns
Super Crash
2.1.1 Chapter One: The Warning
How could he get that strong? It was one minute. One minute alone and Voldemort became stronger then even Professor Dumbledore. How could it happen?
Harry lay on his bed. In his fourth year at Hogwarts so much had happened. In that school year, the evil wizard Voldemort had gotten to full power and Cedric of Hufflepuff had died a horrible fate.
Harry had laid in his bed day after day, waiting for an answer to his questions. He would talk to his marshmallow-white owl, Hedwig.
"Boy, come out of your room, someone is on the phone for you." A voice so familiar to Harry rang in his room.
Slowly, Harry staggered out of his room. He picked up the phone and said, "Hello. Who is this?"
"THIS IS RON WEASLEY! IS THIS HARRY?!"
"You don't have to shout, Ron. On the phone you just talk and the person on the other end can hear you fine."
"Oh. I haven't heard from you all summer, Harry. What's been happening?"
"I've been thinking. a lot. Ya know last year how Cedric was killed? I just can't get over the fact that I was right there to help. That and the fact that Vol- sorry, You-Know-Who is back at full strength," Harry said sleepily.
"Why do think it was you? I mean, it's not like you could have saved him. It wasn't in your control," the perky boy replied.
"Boy, you better not be tying up that phone. A man is supposed to call about buying a lot of drills," the purple-faced Uncle Vernon called.
"Ron I have to go. My uncle needs the phone. Good thing school starts soon," Harry said.
"Maybe you could come to my house before that?" Ron asked.
"I don't know, I probably can unless we go by flying car again. Anyway, I'll try. Send me an owl. but not Errol. See ya." Harry hung up the phone.
A week quickly passed, and Harry was at the Burrow. Not only did Harry's best friend live there, but he thought it was the best house. It was a wizard's house, and that was good enough for Harry.
Harry didn't care what job he had to do, as long as it had to do with the wizarding world. He would gladly de-gnome the garden (something dreadfully hated by the Weasley family).
"Harry, Ron, Ginny, Fred, and George ! Your letters from Hogwarts are here!" Mrs. Weasley called up the stairs.
There was a mad rush that seemed a lot like a stampede as everyone tried to get his or her letter first. Harry and Ron looked over their list to see what they had to get in the ways of supplies.
While they were reading, an owl swooped in and landed on Ron's head.
"I think it's from Hermione. Take the letter and let's see," Harry told Ron.
Ron opened it and read: Hi Ron and Harry. I just got my list from Hogwarts and thought that we could meet at Diagon Ally. Write back with an answer. And Ron, I would use Hedwig, Errol doesn't look so good.
Love,
Hermione.
Harry and Ron burst into the Wealsley's kitchen in a matter of seconds and asked if they could go to Diagon Ally. After Mrs. Weasley said yes, they sent Hedwig to Hermione's house with an answer and a date to go.
A day passed, and it stood that in a week, the Weasleys, Harry, and the Granger family would leave for Diagon Ally.
Harry knew from experience that time flew when he was at the Burrow. The week ended, and the group left for Diagon Ally. When they saw the Grangers, Harry and Ron greeted Hermione.
"Harry, why didn't you write to me over the summer?" the browned- haired girl asked.
"Hedwig was locked up in a cage all summer. I couldn't break her free. Besides, my uncle was on a rampage trying to get me in trouble," Harry replied.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione set off away from the others. Along the way they met Draco Malfoy. Harry and Ron had a reputation for getting into fights with Malfoy.
"Well, well, if it isn't Potter, Weasley, Granger. Hey, Weasley, how are your parents going to pay for the books? They might have to sell your house. Naw, that wouldn't be worth a galleon," Malfoy sneered. Everyone in the school knew that Ron's family wasn't the richest family in the world.
Harry and Hermione had to tug Ron away so that he wouldn't fight with Malfoy. They soon got their books and said good-bye to each other.
It was the last night at the Burrow and Harry actually regretted it. He wanted to go back Hogwarts, but he would miss Ron's family. That night Harry fell asleep like a rock, but didn't have the best of nights. He had a strange dream that he thought was telling him something.
Harry Potter, come to Hogwarts and lose something valuable to you. It is more important then any of your friends. Come to Hogwarts and die Harry Potter. The Dark Sorcerer is back. He will come to get you. You must pay your debt Harry Potter. You nearly killed him so many times, but now he will kill you. Do not come Harry Potter. Terrible things will happen the moment you decide to come. You have been warned.
At those last words, Harry's scar burned so much that he tumbled out of his bed and fell to the floor with a THUD! Harry slept for the rest of the night without a single nightmare. The night ended, and he was woken for breakfast by a red-haired boy that he knew was Ron.
They decided to use Floo Powder to Platform 9 ¾. Once on the train, Harry and Ron found Hermione and got a seat. They had been traveling for about an hour when the train stopped. The three friends went to the front of the train and saw that the conductor had not stopped it.
Harry thought back to his dream: Terrible things will happen the moment you decide to come.
Harry immediately knew that this was connected with the dream. A storm started and the train got struck by lightning. The train could go further until it was fixed. Now, Harry started to regret coming on the train. Also, he heard a voice saying: Didn't I tell you that terrible things would happen. You and your friends are doomed Harry Potter. It's too late to now. You cannot take back what you did. You are doomed Harry Potter. Doomed.
