A/N. Ohhh!!Look... it took me over a week to get out. I am so proud of myself!! *yeah* ****
Well, well, well. Somebody finnally got her big booty in gear and finished the ch.
Ahhhh, big booty, big booty, big booty. Ah yeah, big booty. Big booty number1.. Sry. My cousin taught me this game called big booty. Can you believe a bunch of seventeen year old kentucky girls go around playing that game?
GUYs.... I REALLY NEED A BETA-READER!! My other beta-reader has lots of work she has to do so she cant. *sniff, Sniff* FIRST TO ASK GETS TO DO IT. I need like two... i think.
******OK! Some people are confused. Like kelzery. So-I'm gonna give away key parts of the story just so u understand K? Now, everyone remember's the door right? K. Now, everyone also remember's hearing about a "trinity" right? k. Harry, Harris, and Jameth all make up this "trinity" ok? All three are from a previous life, in the sevententh Century in Avalon.
They all lived in a castle together. Everything was mysteriously killed (you'll find out later how) and Harry cast a spell, letting everyone be reincarnated(or something like that). Except, somehow Harris and Jameth were reincarnated(or something like that) into Harry's mind (more on that later as well). OK, does everyone get it? No? Good. I enjoy making people confused. It's fun.******
Harry Potter & the Curse of Gryffindor
Ch.6 Godric's Hollow
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My soul cries out for comfort
But, as loud as it cries, no one
answers it.
I feel I have been abandonded into
a world of hate.
I came with violence and fighting and war.
As hard as it is to try to ignore it,
their pain creeps into me
making me feel worse because I tried to ignore
their relentless
plea's of mercy, their screams of hate,
the child that dies when hatred escapes.
All of these makes my heart cry,
my eyes water, but not shed,
and my mind wounded.
Wounded by them and their tourtured youthful soul.
Screaming to be released
but only released to more hatred.
-Anonymous.
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OK. What happened in ch5 is that Harry wakes up, lies to everyone, muses about his dead sister from centuries back, sees a girl that he thinks he knows, and what do ya know, he does. It's his sister (not from now, from long, long time ago), she get's sorted and as she's introducing herself to everyone, see's Harry and shouts, "HARRY?"
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A/N.(again) This might be the last part I put out for a while because if my grades don't go up i'm in serious doo-doo. So, I apologize once again to Noodle, my beta-reader, cause I put this part up before she replied back about it. Noodle- e-mail me with changes I should make and, when i am finally allowed back on the internet, I will fix it. People---GIVE ME REVIEWS SO I AM HAPPY WHEN I GET MY GRADES UP AND SCHOOL IS OUT!! ONLY 14 DAYS LEFT!!!! YEAH!!! No more Latin!! I know Claire is celebrating that one with me!!!
New A/N. Okay, three days of school left and than... I can do as many ch. as my wittle heart desires!!! YeAH*********
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"HARRY?"
Harry stared, horrified at the thought of what people would say if they found out who he really was. He stared hard at Morgana and very carefully shook his head at her. Jameth and Harris awaited anxiously, wondering if Morgana saw the headshake.
"OH MY GOSH!! IT'S HARRY POTTER!! WOW!! CAN I SHAKE YOUR HAND?"
She had. Morgana kept a grimace off her face as she pretended to gush over her brother.She reached over to hug him and muttered,
"You so owe me for this one big brother! Why I must mascarade around as a silly little fourth year with a crush on you is beyond me."
Harry smirked at her as he pulled away and than pretended to be embarassed. He looked at her before realizing what she had said.
"Your name is Morgana right?"
She nodded.
"So, where did you used to live?"
"Oh, I lived near Durmstrang Academy, that's where my brother goes. But, my mother didn't want me in a school full of dark arts, so.... here I am. She didn't want Voldemort to try to recruit me or something."
Everyone within hearing distance visibly winced. Upon hearing about Durmstrang, Harry's mind overflowed with memories of the Triwizard Tournament and of Voldemort. He too, winced although for somewhat different reasons than most of the other people.
Cedric's voice (the one he had been hearing in all of his nightmares) whispered haunting accusations. He took a deep breath and shuddered ever so slightly. Only Hermione noticed this, but against better judgement, didn't say anything.
"Hey, so when's your birthday," Harry questioned Morgana slyly.
"September 1st."
Harry smirked. Payback for embarassing him.
"Everyone, can I have your attention please?"
Everyone at the Gryffindor table looked up at Harry's request.
"Now," he began and wiggled his eyebrows at Morgana who had her head on the table as she had figured out what he was about to do.
"Today is Morgana Evans's birthday. SHe's a first year and so, to show her our welcome, we are going to sing Happy Birthday to her. Ok, everybody ready?"
"Happy Birthday to you,
Happy Birthday to you,
Happy Birthday
dear Morgana.
Happy Birthday to you!"
Everyone cheered and Morgana, whose face was red at the beginning, smiled a bit before smacking Harry.
After the lovely bit of singing, dinner continued without a hitch.
"Hey Hermione," Harry started.
"Yes, Harry?"
"Where did you spend your summer this year? DId you have fun?"
She blushed a brillant pink before answering quickly and quietly.
"I... I spent a portion of it with Victor. My parents and I were already going to go to Bulgaria so we stopped at Victor's house along the way. And yes Harry, I had a very good time." SHe glared at him as if to ask him if it was fine and clearly not caring whether or not he said yes.
"Hey Harry?" Ron's voice came sudden from behind Harry's back and Harry gave an involuntairy jump.
"What did Dumbledore want to ask you and have you figured out why you managed to apparate to school? I thought you couldn't apparate, since Hermione always says you can't."
"Um... no. Dumbledore asked me the same question. He's going to try to figure it out. Hey Morgana, pass the mashed potatoes."
Dinner continued on quietly with people too busy eating to make much of a conversation.No problems occured, until everyone was leaving the Great Hall that is.
Harry, Hermione, Ron, Ginny, and Morgana(who had suddenly become Ginny's new best friend) were walking towards the Gryffindor staricase when Harry abruptly stopped. He closed his eyes as a wave of vertigo hit him and was suddenly assaulted with images.
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(A/N. This next part may be a little intense. You can skip it if you want. It's just about what the death eaters are doing.)
Death Eaters, running rampant through a town, wands raised high in the air. All failed to keep their masks on and, with a feling of dread, Harry knew why.
This would be a slaughter. No one would be left to identify the death eaters that had done the damage.
He watched, hopelessly, as one stormed into a house and dragged a family of three out. The mother was killed quickly and Harry hopped, painlessly. Than, the death eater grabbed the little girl. Her father begged him to leave her be but the death eater just grinned. He cast a floating spell on her. At the same time, he cast a weight spell. Half of the girl floated up, while the other half remained firmly rooted to the ground. Harry watched, as her skin began to stretch, pulling taut until, amidst screams from her father, the girl's body ripped in two and the top half floated away.
The girl's father cried silent tears as he stood facing the Death Eater. No wand, Harry realized. The man was so striken with grief that he would face a Death Eater unarmed and not care. The Death Eater saw this too, for he smiled a cruel smile and looked to where Harry would have been standing had he really been there. Harry felt his scar overload with pain and he struggled not to lose conseciousness.
The Death Eater started to torture the man, almost to the point of insanity, when he suddenly stopped. He turned to Harry and slipped the mask off his face. It was Voldemort.
"Well now Harry. Do you like my handiwork? Now let's see. I believe you learned the fine art of apparating in a dream. If you can get here before I kill this man, duel with me and live, I will tell my death eaters to leave and not kill anyone else. Do we have a deal?"
Harry glared at Voldemort, all the while taking in his surroundings. How was he supposed to save anyone if he didn't know where they were?
'Harry, look at the sign over there.' At Jameth's words Harry looked. The sign said, "Godric's Hollow."
The place where Voldemort had killed his parents. Just peachy.
"Voldemort, I swear, if you kill that man or anyone else, I'll make you pay for it, I swear I will."
"You have ten minutes Harry. Come and find me."
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Harry popped back out of his dream like state shouting.
"Ginny, Ron, Hermione. Quick, find Dumbledore and tell him there's been an attack on Godric's Hollow. Tell him Voldemort is there and so are about half of his Death Eaters. Go NOW!"
They took off quickly, never before hearing the swoft, icy tone in Harry's voice. He sounded like Dumbledore, a fierce power running throughout his voice. Harry realized he was crying, wet salty tears were streaming down his face.
"Morgana, what's the spell to create a cage around two people dueling?"
She looked at him for a moment before realizing what he was saying.
"No Harry, your not going to duel with him. I won't let you."
He smiled grimly at her before pulling her into a fierce hug.
"When I come back, we're going to have a lot of catching up to do. Ok?"
With that he disapeared with a POP!
"I thought you couldn't disappearate on school grounds." She whispered softly, before collapsing onto the ground, in a sobbing heap praying for the borther she barely knew yet.
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Meanwhile, Hermione, Ron, and Ginny were frantically rushing down the hall, searching for Professor Dumbledore. Ginny skidded down a hallway and ran right into Professor McGonagall.
"Miss Weasley, there is no-"
"Professor we have to find Headmaster Dumbledore NOW!"
She kept on going as Ron and Hermione came upon McGonagall.
"Professor," Hermione panted. "There's been an attack on Godric's Hollow. We have to inform the headmaster!"
"What on earth? Come with me, quickly now."
They raced down the hall Ginny had taken in search of Professor Dumbledore.
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Harry was also looking for someone. He had reached Godrics Hollow and had almost passed out from the pain in his scar and the hideous smell of blood and death.
'Hey Jameth?'
'What Harry?'
'Is there a way you can take over my body? I need to find a certain spell and if you can fight for me I can find it faster.'
'Yeah Harry, just relax your mind and let me take over.'
The change was odd if one were to look at it from an outside view. Harry went completely slack and his eyes shifted out of focus. Suddenly though, he jumped and grinned. Jameth now had control over Harry's body and he hopped a bit, excited at the feeling of having a body once again. The only real way to tell that someone else had Harry's body, was the fact that now his eyes were a blazing blue sapphire color.
"Hey this is fun. ALright find me some death eaters so I can do some real damage."
'Jameth, try to remember that is Harry's body and Harry may like it in one piece.'
Jameth ignored him as he searched for his sword.
'Hey Harry, how do I make a sword appear? Preferably MY sword. You knowm the one you enchanted to deflect most curses from.'
'Say Aperious Glaudius Jameth.'
"Aperious Glaudius Jameth."
Instantly a gleaming silver sword, hilt encrusted with saphires, emeralds, and rubies, appeared in his hand. He swung the sword in an arc, smiling as is whistled and cut the air. He gently carressed the golden dragon that twisted around the sword, it's wings making a cage for the hand to rest in. It's tail ended where the tip began, in a thin deadly point.
"Now, where's moldy-wort?"
'No! Don't fight with him. That's something I've got to do. YOu do need to find him though. Just give me enough time to find this spell.'
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Professor Dumbledore sat in his office, running over the latest threat from Cornelius Fudge. It seemed the man had chosen to pretend that Voldemort wasn't back. He kept threatining to fire Dumbledore as Headmaster of Hogwarts.
He sighed and turned to Fawkes, who looked increasingly distraught. It was very hard to make a phoenix upset, and they usually got upset only when their master was in peril. Dumbledore looked hard at Fawkes, trying to determine what could possibly be wrong with him.
"Headmaster!"
Minerva's voice was shrill and scared. She bustled up the steps and rammed into the door to his office. Her hair was in a disaray as were her clothes and following close behind were Hermione, Ginny, and Ron. They were no doubt very upset about something.
"Headmaster, there has been an attack on Godric's Hollow. With you-know-who himself at the present."
"How do you know this," he questioned the teacher.
"Harry told us, Professor!" Ginny said urgently. It was clear she meant every word of it.
"Alright. Quickly, Minerva. I need you to send a messsage to as many aurors as possible. Tell them all where to go and tell Fudge as well. I will go now to see what can be done."
He hurried out of his office and down toward the doors in the great hall.
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Jameth continued to search for death eaters and Voldemort, occasionaly kiling a death eater with a quick swipe of his sword. The smell of blood and decay was overpowering and even Harry and Harris could smell it. The trio had been lucky so far. Thanks to Harris's seer skills, they had managed to avoid masses of death eaters.
Unfortuntely, even with both Harry and Harris working together, the two could not find the spell for and enchanted cage. Harry had hoped to be able to trap him and Voldemort inside the cage so only the two could do any damage, but he was having no luck finding it. They were in a library that held every spell, enchantment, and curse the three had either read, used, or had performed on them.
'Jameth, I can't find the enchantment. We can't deal with Voldemort now, not if he has the chance to use someone as leverage. We need to find him, get the wizard out and leave. QUICKLY AND PAINLESSLY. I know how you like to go and get all three of us an inch from death, but this is my body and it's not going to work.'
Jameth nodded to himself. He thought quickly before shrinking to become Harris's animagus form: a black panther.
'Now I can find him.'
He stalked around the desicrated town until, he stopped, smelling the air and gagging. Voldemort was close, but neither of the boys could figure out where.
"Hello, kitty. Looking for someone?"
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OHHHHHHH CLIFFIE!!!
Sorry. I'll put the next ch. up very soon as school is almost over. Thanx to everyone who reviewed. I'll name everyone nxt ch. I put this one off for toooooooo long!
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