Harry Potter and the Past Adventure
Chapter Seven
By Lilly Potter
A/N: Hello all! *Author quickly ducks under her desk as audience throws several hard items at her* Well I guess I am a little late getting this up:) I really am sorry, I really didn't mean to take this long but I had writer's block for most of the summer, plus I was really busy. I hope you all can forgive me. I really want to thank all those who e-mailed me, you helped inspire me. And thanks to all who reviewed. You all make it possible.
*Tinabedina- Ha! Thank you, someone who won't kill me for my addiction:) Sorry about the Destiny part, but she's important for the sequel. Her brother is just that. Her brother and counterpart. Harry woke up 'cause I wanted him too:) He won't be in Forever for a little while. Probably not until the sequel. Sorry again for your confusion, I hope this part is easier to understand. Thanks for reviewing and keep reading.
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Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns Harry Potter and all his affiliations. I own the basic plot idea and certain characters that I created. I am not claiming ownership.
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**Flash back from last chapter**
** Black eyes met Blue and the man's voice rang loud and clear. A sinister warning to all who heard, shouting out danger and deceit, "Hello, sister dear. I see you have a guest, who might this be?" **
"That is none of your business brother" Destiny hissed, invoking a cold laugh from Fate "My, my, you have gotten spunk over the years, haven't you?" Harry felt his insides go cold at his voice, more evil than even Voldemort. Destiny glared at him as she slowly stepped towards Harry. Lord Fate laughed again and he raised his hand, a green light glowed around the outstretched limb, "Tut, tut, none of that now," and he released the light, causing a green fire ball to hit Destiny full force in the stomach, sending her flying. Harry screamed as she hit a tree with a sickening thud. Destiny moaned. A few of her blond curls fell over her face. Lord Fate, stood smirking at Destiny who had gone white and was trying to sit up against the tree. His eyes flashed red for a moment and his entire demeanor changed from at ease to a sinister air of assurance that sent a cold chill of fear through Harry. "What's the matter De? Didn't think I would feel his presence? Really, you should know better. Evil always feels good and when the most powerful source of good to have been created in over a million years comes to visit you, I'll feel it. Besides,-" Lord Fates voice, which had been mocking until that point, suddenly turned cold, steelly and pure evil,"- I wanted to meet the little brat that has defeated my most promising student over and over again. But,-" The man's face twisted into a sneer, "I can see he's not much. Just a little brat who doesn't know what he's doing." Lord fate took a step forward and placed a long cold finger on Harry's cheek, causing Harry to shiver form the cold that began to penetrate his body. The finger slowly made it's way up towards his neck and Harry noticed Destiny tried to lunged at her brother only to be knocked back against the tree by a ball of green fire shot from the Lord's hand. Harry was paralyzed with fear. A pain in his scar began to grow as if the man was stabbing it with a million knives. The cold smile returned to Lord Fate's mouth as he reached Harry's neck. "Be assured Harry Potter. We will meet again," and he slashed his throat, making a shallow cut. Blood began to run from the cut on his neck onto his robes as Harry doubled over with pain, it was worse than the Crusio curse, worse than anything Harry had experienced in his life, but through the haze of pain Harry saw Destiny throw a blue ball of fire at Lord Fate, but he disappeared right before it hit, causing the fire to hit a red tree, disintegrating it immediately.
Destiny ran to Harry's side, stroking his head, healing his cut and also making the pain slowly recede. When Harry was able to open his eyes he was nearly blinded by the light, but as the shapes came into focus he saw the fear etched into Destiny's face. "I have to send you back now, Harry. I have to have a word with some of the guardians. Fate shouldn't have been able to get in here and hurt you." Her face crinkled into a mask of concern. "I'll have to send you through a port because I'm not allowed to take you home, only to get you here. There is a chance that someone can get to you, but I'll make sure that you're protected from the underworld creatures, it won't protect you from Fate, but I doubt he'll come after you. Now do you understand?" Harry nodded weakly and tried to sit up. Destiny quickly helped him stand. Harry teetered for a moment, his legs still felt wobbly from the pain he had just experienced, but Destiny helped him walk. They walked in silence for a few minutes until they came to a pillar made of marble with gold thread running through the pure white stone. Destiny, Harry had noticed, still looked perfect, not a scratch on her, everything in place. Harry, on the other hand, looked worse for wear from their little excursion. His hair was extremely messy, even more then usual, his clothes were in disarray and he had some blood mixed with dirt on his face and hands. Blushing slightly as Destiny placed her hand on his forehead. "Now Harry, I'm going to lay a protection on you, it will disappear once you get back to the real world, but you will have it when you come back here. Now don't be afraid, this won't hurt. Close your eyes." Harry complied and he felt a warm feeling spread through his entire body and in his mind's eye he saw a pale blue light surround him. Slowly the warmth and the light faded but the sense of security and safety stayed, lingering in his heart. Destiny's sweet voice penetrated the haze he was in. "You can open your eyes now, Harry" Harry slowly opened his eyes, thankful that this time he wasn't blinded by the light. He looked around and realized he was clean and fresh, almost as if he had just taken a shower. His clothes were clean also. Destiny smiled at him. "Now I'm going to open a corridor and all you have to do is walk to the end of it. You will have to go through an underworld tunnel, but the protection spell with keep you safe." She smiled down at him. He looked up into her bright eyes and returned her smile, needing to reassure her that he was fine "I'll be OK, really." Destiny's smile grew, "All right Harry, I'll believe you, even though I know that men in your family have a tendency to break promises about their well being." She smirked slightly at his expression and ruffled his hair, just like Sirius did when he saw him. She slowly moved over to the pillar with a grace that can only be learned over time. Destiny placed her hand on the cold marble and mumbled a few words which sounded Latin. The pillar turned into a column of blue light and then a large arch appeared in the stone, gold lining the entrance. Destiny motioned for Harry to step in, giving him an encouraging smile. Harry stepped into the tunnel and turned, giving Destiny a small wave before he began to walk down the corridor. When he turned again the hole had disappeared and an endless expanse of pale blue marble walls and white marble floors. Harry slowly began to walk.
Harry wasn't sure how long he had been walking when the walls and floors began to change, instead of blue and white marble the walls looked brown and the texture was almost like dirt. As Harry walked deeper into the underworld for that was where Harry had guessed he was. Instead of the silence, Harry heard cries, sounding like people that had lost all hope. The sounds made him shiver in fear every time he heard them. After what seemed like hours, walking the dark hall, Harry saw a faint light at the end of the tunnel. The light grew bigger until Harry could see another Arch, glowing like the sun. Harry heaved a sigh of relief and just as he was about to step through, a cold hand grabbed him and spun him around to face him. Harry stood face to face with Lord Fate himself. "Well, Potter. I see my sister healed the little scratch I gave you." A cold smirk planted itself on his face. "Let's just give you another one. Oh, and this one has a little gift attached. I hope you enjoy it." His hand shot out and slashed the scar, drawing blood and a scream from Harry. Before he knew what had happened Harry felt himself being shoved into the light and back into reality. Where he realized he was still screaming from the pain and the blood which seeped from between his fingers.
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*Past*
Harry sat straight, clutching his scar, blood streamed down his face from the open wound where the scar had once been. Harry began to scream, long, agonized screams that chilled Dumbledore to the bone. Madam Pomfrey rushed from her office and joined Dumbledore who was now standing at the foot of Harry's bed, throwing several different curses at him, all except the one that stopped the bleeding from his scar, were being deflected by the scarlet shield that surrounded him. But Harry wasn't aware of this, the only thing that penetrated the thick haze of pain that he was engulfed in was that he was out. He was back in the real world. Madam Pomfrey quickly drew out her wand and began to throw curses at him also. But nothing could get through the bubble that surrounded him. Harry was still screaming loud enough to wake the dead. Quickly conferring, they both threw a silencing spell, which some how got through the bubble and hit Harry in the chest, effectively stopping the sound but the silent tortured look on his face was almost as bad as the anguished cries that had been coming from him. Dumbledore looked up at Poppy, fear hidden in the depths of his blue eyes. "Can you figure out what's wrong with him?" he asked, the concern evident in his voice. Poppy looked at the boy. Harry had fallen back onto the bed and was now rolling around and thrashing, a looked of pure agony plastered on his face. "Great Merlin, Poppy! Isn't there anything you can do for him?" Poppy looked at the young boy for a moment. She looked at the old wizard beside her. "We can try stunning him at the same time. It worked for the silencing spell." Dumbledore nodded and pointed his wand at Harry. Madam Pomfrey did the same. "On three. One. Two. THREE!!!" The spells from both wands came together and hit the shield at the same spot. The red glow brightened just a little, leaving it just as strong as before, the spells had disappeared. Poppy let out a cry of dispair. "What's that matter with him? Why does he have a shield strong enough to withhold a stunning from TWO powerful wands when he doesn't even have his with him? Oh Albus, I just want to help!" As the last word left her mouth, Harry's thrashing stopped, the silent screams ceased and he lay still, his breathing heavy. The red shield disappeared, he opened his eyes, bleary from pain and exhaustion. They widened in surprise and he shut them tightly. He then began to mumble under his breath. Both of them stood and watched as Harry stopped talking and just lay still. Assuming he was asleep they began to make their way to Poppy's office, just as they reached the door Harry's emerald eyes snapped open and he sat up. He looked past them with questioning eyes. Both sorcerers turned to look at whatever Harry was looking at. There at the door stood a small girl, no more then thirteen. Bright red curls cascaded down her back and warm chocolate brown eyes filled with fright. Harry's clear voice rang through the still hospital wing. "Gin, what are you doing here?" The girl, Gin, let out a whimper of fright and disappeared with a pop. Leaving one concerned Headmaster, one worried Matron and one very confused Harry. They both turned to look at Harry, who was still sitting up in his bed, staring at the spot where the girl had been standing. Poppy was the first to break the silence. "Harry, who was that?" Harry looked up at them, confusion clear in the depths of the emerald eyes. "That was Ginny. My best friend's little sister."
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*Present*
Remus Lupin, former Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor at Hogwarts school of Witch Craft and Wizardry, was eating breakfast in the kitchen of his small cottage after a rough full moon. One of the things Remus hated about being a werewolf, besides the obvious, was that he was cut off from civilization for the time around the full moon, so if someone was hurt then he wouldn't know for a few days. It had been a particularly rough night. The dark forces were rising and he had no one to help him fight the urge to go, join the dark side, fight with You-Know-Who. It was horrible and Remus wished that Sirius was here to help him. But Sirius had left for Hogwarts to speak to Dumbledore. It had been two weeks since Harry had last written and they both were getting worried. Remus had been planning on speaking to Dumbledore at the end of the week but Sirius wouldn't wait that long, so he had snuck off during the night leaving only a note saying:
Moony,
I know I should have let you handle this but he's my godson
and I want to make sure he's safe. I've gone to Hogwarts to
speak to Dumbledore, so don't worry. I'll be back soon.
-Padfoot
It had been simple and had a defensive sound to it. Just like Sirius when he was upset. Remus sighed. It was always hard to just sit and wait while your friends put themselves in danger. But Remus was growing used to this because he had been doing it ever since he had come to Hogwarts and met James, Sirius and Peter. It had struck Remus as odd when he found out the truth about Peter that he hadn't immediately felt hatred. It was almost as if somewhere deep inside him he knew Peter was dead, not the body, but the spirit. The Peter that he had known in school no longer existed so Remus couldn't bring himself to hate the man that he had become. All he could do was mourn who he had once been. Remus just hoped that Sirius survived his trip and that Harry was all right. It would kill Sirius, and Remus was pretty sure it would kill him too if anything happened to Harry. Those were the only two people Remus had left.
Remus' dark thoughts were interrupted by Crinkle, the town's stray cat that had in a way adopted Remus. Crinkle was lean and tiny, making him look almost like a kitten even though he had to be at least two years old. The sleek black fur covered his back and head leaving his tail and ears an interesting shade of gray that looked black in some light. The bright yellow eyes showed wisdom and superiority that only a cat can have. Remus smiled a greeting and stood up to make the cat some breakfast. After Remus had placed the plate of tuna on the floor where Crinkle promptly began to devour it, Remus settled down at the table once more. Crinkle finished up the offering and jumped up on Remus' shoulder. Sensing the older man's distress he began to purr loudly and lick his cheek, only hissing once at the offending stubble that covered the man's cheeks and neck. This show of affection was interrupted when a regal looking post owl flew into the kitchen looking quite ruffled. The sleek golden brown screech owl landed on the table with a thud and just sat there panting for a minute before sticking out the leg that held the Daily Prophet. Remus gave the owl a bowl of water and a treat before untying the paper and paying it. The owl left quickly after Crinkle hissed and batted at it with a paw from Remus' shoulder. Remus frowned at the quickly disappearing form, wondering why it was so late this morning. He sat back down at the table and spread the paper out. There covering the top half of the front page was Harry's smiling face, just staring up at him. The headline under the picture made Remus' heart skip a beat. Remus broke into sobs, his brain had stopped functioning. Only one thought made it's way through the haze of grief that had filled every part of his brain. Harry was dead. Just like James.
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Ginny woke with a start. She had been having a dream, that much she was sure of but what it was about she couldn't remember. Ginny strained her memory but came up with nothing. Letting out a sigh she flopped back in bed, staring at the ceiling. It was a plain white ceiling, quite boring, almost like a hospital. "Hospital!" Ginny sat up in bed again and looked around, this time taking in her surroundings. She was definitely in a hospital room, that much was clear from the sterile white sheets, white walls, white floors, the whole room was entirely white. The only colour came from the window by the white desk which showed some clear blue sky with a few white clouds. Ginny groaned and flopped back against her white pillow. Ginny hated the colour white. It was nice for wedding dresses and clouds but entire rooms that colour, that was just plain boring. Ginny flung the covers off her legs and stood up. Still a little wobbly on her legs she slowly made her way over to the window. Looking out she saw she was high up in a stone building, her window over looked a park with sprawling lawns, beautiful gardens with a hundred colours. A pond with ducks and reds and a willow at it's south end. People were walking along paths, some were in regular clothes but some had on white garments close to what Ginny herself had on. Sudden realization came to Ginny, she was at St. Mungo's. Her entire family had come her when she was about eight when her great-great-grandmother had come her when she got sick. The old lady had died shortly after, but Ginny always remembered that it had been a lovely place. "But why am I in hospital?" Ginny asked herself out loud. "The last thing I remember was sitting in my room looking at the picture of Harry. Then.... That's odd I don't remember." Ginny didn't care if she was talking to herself. It had been a habit ever since she was little, it had always helped her sort things out. She walked away from the window and sat back on the edge of her bed. Bringing her legs so she was cross legged in the middle of her bed she closed her eyes and began to breath deeply, trying to think, remember what had happened! 'I got a weird feeling from her picture of Harry, then mum screamed, she had screamed like one of my brothers were dead, as if someone had died. I ran downstairs. The Daily Prophet. I read the Daily Prophet. It said Harry was Dead!' Ginny eyes snapped open and she began to cry, inconsolable, heartbreaking, devastated sobs. "Harry's dead. That evil Man killed him, the nice lady couldn't help him!' Ginny stopped crying instantly, as if someone had turned off the tears with a flick of a wand. A million thoughts were running through Ginny's head. 'The paper said that You-Know-Who had killed him, well that he was thought to have killed him. Harry had just disappeared. But if he's dead, then why do I remember him in the most gorgeous forest I've ever seen?' All the thinking was giving Ginny a headache. She climbed back under the covers and snuggled into the bed. It wasn't comfortable, but it would do and Ginny was extremely exhausted So she slowly drifted into blissful oblivion.
*Ginny's Dream*
Ginny dropped onto a hard cold floor. Ginny groaned as she opened her eyes and was assaulted with bright light. Blinking rapidly, her vision cleared and she was able to see a white floor with two pairs of feet surrounding a bed. Ginny suddenly noticed that she was laying on her side on a cold white floor, she slowly pushed herself into a sitting position and waited for the room to stop spinning before she tried to stand. The first thing she noticed was that it was dark outside of wherever she was. The stars were twinkling and a half moon shone through the window, barely seen through the bright lights that lit the room. There were several beds lined against two of the walls, only separated by curtains. And everything was white and sterile. The entire room and still and silent. Two people were frozen in place beside one of the beds that held a young boy in obvious pain. He sat with his hands clutched to his head. Ginny slowly stood, steadying herself against a bed rail, and walked over to them. Peering closely at the frozen features of the women a bolt of recognition shot through Ginny. Madam Pomfrey! Hospital wing! Hogwarts! Harry! With a small shriek Ginny turned to the boy and instantly recognized Harry Potter, laying on the bed, his face scrunched up in pain. With a painful cry, she flung herself at the frozen Harry and just let herself cry into his shirt. "I knew you weren't dead. I was positive, but they didn't believe me! I told them but they just sent me away. They all think your DEAD Harry, do you understand! You have to come home!" Somewhere in the back of her head Ginny knew he couldn't hear her, it just made her fell better to tell him. Slowly she stopped sobbing, but tears still slide down her cheeks. She wiped her eyes and looked around the room, taking in all the details, every person and thing. Standing and walking over to a slightly younger looking Dumbledore that standing by a slightly younger Madam Pomfrey, both had their wands drawn and seemed to be discussing something of grave importance. Ginny noticed that Madam Pomfrey's eyes were bright with unshed tears. Feeling the older woman's pain, Ginny walked over to Harry and sat on the edge of his bed, laying her head beside his. "Oh Harry, what's going on?" She brought her hand up to his head and smoothed out his unruly hair. Raising her head slightly, she leaned over and laid a gentle kiss on the bleeding scar. As she raised her head the world began to spin, the colours blurred and sounds exploded around her, making her head ache. Just as suddenly as it had started the moving stopped and the world returned to it's regular speed. Harry opened one bleary eyes and looked directly at her. His eye widened in shock and he closed it tightly. Mumbling under his breath. Ginny leaned closer, trying to hear what he was saying. "Oh Merlin, I'm going crazy. Ginny, why is Ginny here? I must be dreaming. I'm hallucinating, the cut must have affected my brain. Ginny! Why of all people would I see Ginny? I mean other then that one dream... No I won't think of that. Promised myself I wouldn't. Bad Harry. I know what's going on. I'm in bed at the Dursley's. It's summer. I never did that charm. Nothings happened. This had all been one big dream. I'm asleep. I'm asleep. I'm asleep. I'm asleep. I'm asleep. I'm asleep. I'm asleep. Harry stopped talking. Obviously trying to wake him self up. 'Poor Harry.' Ginny thought sadly. He was obviously scared. 'But what was this dream he had been talking about? "Just one more question that I'll probably never get the answer too." She whispered softly to herself. Ginny stood up, Dumbledore and Madam Pomfrey were talking quietly at the foot of Harry's bed. Hoping that she was invisible to them, Ginny started walking as silently as she could towards the door. Just as she reached Harry sat bolt upright, obviously his attempts to convince himself this was a dream had failed. His green eyes widened in surprise. He opened his mouth and in a slightly hoarse voice her asked, "Gin what are you doing here?" H had seen her! His voice was so real. Ginny let out a whimper. Why could he see her? Ginny closed her eyes and wished she was back in bed, safe, warm and everything will be normal. To her surprise she felt a tug at her back and she heard a pop and the world faded to black
Ginny woke with a start. And to her surprise, she realized she had tears running down her cheeks. Harry wasn't dead! He was somewhere else, far away and he wasn't exactly well, but he was safe! But wait! "Where is he?" She whispered to herself. The joy she had felt seconds ago was gone and all that she felt was a numbing worry. Where was Harry? Who where the people from her earlier dream? Why was Dumbledore letting the world believe Harry was dead? Unless, Dumbledore didn't know he wasn't dead either! All these new thoughts were giving her a headache. Ginny pulled the blankets up around her and snuggled into the extremely comfy bed. Just as she drifted off she whispered into the inky blackness. "Harry, how do we get you back?"
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Ron was sitting in his bedroom, just staring into space. Trying to figure out what had happened. How this had happened. Harry was supposed to be safe. He was supposed to look after them, to keep them safe. Now he was just gone. Yesterdays event's seemed surreal. He had found out that his best friend, the savior of the world, their only hope for the future, was missing and presumed dead. Then his sister had broken down. She had become completely hysterical. They had taken her to St. Mungos where they had sedated her and calmed them down. Ron remembered the doctor. A tall man, almost as tall as Ron's 5' 11" with light brown hair and glasses. He had assured them that she would be fine and this didn't reflect her in any way. His Exact words had been. "I hope you understand that this has no reflection on what kind of person your daughter is. We've had at least twenty cases since the paper came out and we're expecting many more." His dad had then asked what to do with mum. She had passed out and still hadn't woken up. The doctor, Dr. Falconer, had told them to put her to bed and contact him if she hadn't woken up in a day or so. He had also warned them that she might not want to get out of bed and not to push her. "She's suffered a great trauma. You all have. I suggest you all go get some sleep, I'm sure that you'll all feel better. I'll contact you if there is any change in Virginia. Now go get some sleep." And they had flooed back home where Mr. Weasley had sent them all to bed. That had been last night. It was now early morning. Ron estimated about 6:30, by the sun. Ron hadn't been able to sleep much, all he had been able to think about was all the times he had gotten angry at Harry or the times when he'd stopped speaking to him. It was to late to take it back. He had sent a letter to Hermione about an hour ago and was waiting for a response, even though it probably wouldn't come until that night. Ron didn't feel anything, surprisingly. No grief, no guilt, no pain, no sadness. He just felt numb. The shock still hadn't worn off. Nothing had sunk in and part of him didn't want it to 'cause that would mean letting Harry go. And that was something that no one was ready to do.
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Mr. Granger looked at the clock. 5:37 p.m., they were supposed to be home by now, eating dinner with Hermione, making jokes, hearing more stories about Harry and Ron. But both Mr. and Mrs. Granger had been forced to stay at work over night due to the storm that was raging outside. It was terrible, winds strong enough to blow down trees. Their only worry at the moment was Hermione. She had been distant since this morning, after breakfast. She had gone upstairs to read her copy of that Wizard Newspaper. They had been doing to the breakfast dishes when she had let out a shriek and when they had gotten up to her room they had found her just sitting on her bed. And when they had tried to talk to her she hadn't even responded. They had finally decided to go to work that morning only because it was a busy day. So they had told her to call them and said good bye. She hadn't acknowledged them when that had said good bye. She had just sat staring straight a head, not seeing a thing. And now the phones were down so they couldn't call her and no owl could get through the rain that was pounding down on the streets or the thunder that was loud enough to cause a slight ringing in the ears. The lighting lit up the sky every few minutes. It was an all out storm that left no prisoners. Mr. Granger was standing at the window that over looked the small street that their office was located on. He was startled out of his reverie by two arms circling around his waist. Turning slightly he was able to look into the concerned brown eyes of his wife. "She'll be all right. Don't worry, Hermione will figure out where we are and what's happened. Everything will be fine." He smiled slightly at his wife, trying to reassure him but only managing to assure herself. "I'm sure your right, but do you think she's even moved since we last saw her? I mean, she didn't even blink when we said good bye!" His voice had taken on a desperate note as he finished his sentence. Mrs. Granger closed her eyes briefly and kissed the back of his neck. When she opened her eyes, they were flooded with concern and fear. "All we can do is hope that she's all right and that nothing terrible has happened. I don't think she'll be able to take it." Mr. Granger nodded his head and looked out into the stormy skies that seemed to warn of danger.
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Hermione had been sitting on her bed since she had read that dreadful article that obviously had to be a lie. Harry could not die. She had cried for hours that morning, after her parents left. She hadn't eaten and had barely moved in the 10 hours. And boy was she stiff. Hermione slowly stood on wobbly legs, desperately trying to gain balance. And lowly, oh so slowly she made her way to the door. Walking down the hall towards the stairs she only faltered once on her unused legs. The feeling was coming back into the numb limbs making her entire lower half shoot through with pain. Her legs buckled a second time at the top of the stairs and she was just able to catch herself as she fell. Hermione grimaced at the pain, both in her legs and in her heart. Slowly she sank to the top step and began to sob, ideally wondering if her tears would ever stop. Slowly, painfully, her sobs quieted and she wiped her eyes on the sleeve of her pajamas. Yes, Hermione the most studios, rule abiding, focused person in Hogwarts had not gotten dressed that day. She again stood and this time made her way all the way to the kitchen before falling, thankfully, she was able to catch herself on a counter top. She sat on the counter for a minute, trying to muster the energy to get herself food. She really didn't want to eat, but her stomach was starting to protest to not having eaten. Slowly Hermione dropped to the floor from her position on the counter top. She began to search through the cupboards then finally deciding on a sandwich. Padding around the kitchen she gathered all the thing to make a BLT, her personal favorite. After making the sandwich and putting it on a plate she also got herself a glass of milk, good for your bones, good for your teeth, healthy, nutritious and tasty. Her parents always served milk with dinner, they really didn't approve of juice. After Hermione had gathered the food she put it on a tray, she took it into the living room and made herself comfortable in front of the television. Popping in her favorite movie, she wrapped herself in a blanket and took a bite out of her sandwich, slowly let herself be caught up in the story, forgetting about Harry and all her other troubles, just for a little while. Hermione woke with a jolt, twisting to look at the clock on the wall she saw it was well past midnight, not realizing she had fallen asleep she sat up and stretched. Wondering why her parents hadn't woken her up she walk silently up the stairs to their bedroom. Hermione passed the window and noticed that it was still windy and raining slightly, but the moon was visible, peeking over a cloud. Hermione reached her parents bedroom and it was immediately evident that they weren't there. The bed was still made, the lights were off and the heat wasn't turned on. Hermione cautiously stepped through the door. Looking around she didn't see any signs that anything horrible had happened. Calming herself she reasoned that they probably had stayed at work due to the storm and that the power had gone down, that's why they hadn't called. Walking over to the large bed, Hermione flopped onto the soft mattress, slowly sinking into it's soft depths. Tiredness began to overcome her once more and her eyes began to close. A popping noise and a loud crash woke her from her sleepy state. Sitting up and looking around all her senses were on alert. Looking into the inky darkness, the only light coming from the window where a small amount of moonlight shone through the window. A movement caught Hermione's attention, causing her to freeze staring into the shadows. Slowly the shadows moved slightly and a shape started to emerge from the darkness. A foot slid onto the shaft of moonlight. Hermione let out a scream and a streak of lightning lit up the sky.
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A/N: Hey that was so horrible, was it? *author ducks under desk yet again to avoid the objects thrown at her* Okay, so maybe it was:) But hey, that wasn't the worst cliffhanger I've ever left you with, that one barely constitutes a cliffie. Dumbledore may have been a bit OOC but I tried. Now I know I've said this before, but I'm really going try to get the next chapter out in about three weeks. So please, be patient. Oh and to all who are wondering, the next chapter of Another World will be up in about two weeks. Remember, Patience is a virtue.
Oh yeah, one more note. If you want an e-mail when I update, put your address in your review or e-mail me at lilly_potter22@yahoo.ca. Thanks for reading.
I got two more time fics, they are quite good if I do say so myself.
Timus changius - Mayleesa
Changing the Hands of Time- Isabel
(They certainly do have a thing about the word 'Time' don't they?)