Disclaimer: All characters used in this fan fiction definitely belong to JK
Rowling because I am nowhere near that creative!!!!! I am just borrowing
them, no harm intended.
1 Harry Potter and the Year of Confusion
By ArtGirl
When they arrived at the train station Harry got out of the car and gathered his things, putting them on a cart, with no help at all from the Dursleys. In fact, the moment Harry had gotten his trunk and Hedwig out of the car the Dursleys drove away, leaving Harry to fend for himself in the busy train station.
Harry wheeled his cart through the station passing many people, none of whom he knew, until he reached the barrier between Platforms 9 and 10. There stood Mrs. Weasley, directing her red headed children through the barrier.
"Now Fred and George, you two had better stay out of trouble this year! I don't want to have to come pick you up from school because you have been expelled!" Harry heard Mrs. Weasley shouting at the mischievous twins as they put on identical grins and ran into the barrier.
They had just disappeared into Platform 9 ¾ when Harry approached the remaining Weasleys. He was just about to say "hello" when he was enveloped in a crushing hug.
"Harry! Oh, Harry, dear, how are you?" Mrs. Weasley said excitedly as she tightened her grip around Harry.
"I'm fine, Mrs. Weasley, thanks," replied Harry politely as Mrs. Weasley let go of him, allowing him the oxygen he needed to speak.
After Harry made his reply Mrs. Weasley pulled him aside in order to talk to him more in depth without Ron or Ginny hearing them.
Mrs. Weasley glanced Harry up and down, making him self-conscious as he shifted nervously under her gaze.
"Oh my," Mrs. Weasley sighed, "Harry dear you are entirely too skinny. If only Dumbledore had let you come stay at The Burrow! Are you sure you're okay, you look like you haven't slept or eaten for days?"
Mrs. Weasley's concern was almost too much for Harry to take because he knew he didn't deserve it. The way she was looking at him made him want to break down and tell her everything. About the guilt he felt for Cedric, about the horrendous nightmares he was plagued with, and about the way the Dursleys had never fed him enough and had given him lists of chores to do each day, but something stopped him from doing so. Harry didn't want Mrs. Weasley to worry about him and he couldn't just dump all of his problems off on her, she had enough of her own to deal with.
Besides that Harry felt that he deserved every bit of guilt and torment that he had had to endure because he thought he should be punished greatly for Cedric's death and the return of Voldemort. He also didn't feel like he was worthy of the compassion coming from someone as sweet and kind as Mrs. Weasley, and after all that she had given him, he wasn't about to unload his problems on her.
Instead of expressing his thoughts Harry just smiled halfheartedly and looked at Mrs. Weasley, "I'm fine. Really, it's not that bad."
"Harry, if those Dursleys are mistreating you, then you tell me and I'll make sure you don't have to go back to them," Mrs. Weasley stated matter-of- factly.
As tempting as that offer was to accept, Harry knew he had to turn it down. "No, it's okay, really. I just couldn't sleep well last night for all of the excitement of coming back to Hogwarts."
Mrs. Weasley looked at Harry skeptically. Harry knew that she knew he was lying, but he was very grateful when she chose not to say anything at that moment.
"If you're sure, dear," Mrs. Weasley paused and looked at Harry one more time before she glanced down at her watch, "I guess we really should be getting you kids on the train before you miss it."
With her last statement Mrs. Weasley ushered Ginny and Ron, who had stood aside with their carts during Harry and Mrs. Weasley's conversation trying in vain to pick up on their words in the noisy train station, through the barrier. Once they were safely on the other side Mrs. Weasley pulled Harry aside one more time and told him that if he ever needed anything or anyone to talk to, to just ask, before she finally allowed him to slip through the barrier unnoticed by all of the muggles.
When Harry came through on the other side of the barrier at Platform 9 ¾ Ron was waiting for him anxiously.
"Hey Harry," Ron said cautiously as he smiled at Harry, "do you want some help with your trunk? Mine is already on the train."
"Sure, but we'd better hurry, it looks like it's about to leave, and I definitely don't want to miss it," Harry stated truthfully as he picked up one end of his trunk and Ron grabbed the other. Harry then took Hedwig's cage with his free hand and they started for the train.
Once on the train they made their way to the compartment that Ron had claimed and shoved Harry's trunk in the storage section with Ron's. They each took a seat across from one another and sat in silence for a few minutes before anything was said.
"Where's Hermione?" Harry asked, finally breaking the uncomfortable silence.
"I don't know. She'll be here in the minute I guess," Ron answered as he observed Harry. "Harry, I don't mean to sound like my mum, but are you sure you're okay?"
"Listen to me," Harry began, "I am fine. Just a little tired, that's all."
Ron looked as though he knew Harry was lying, which in all truth he was, but he just shook his head slightly. Ron was never very good at talking about how much he worried about Harry with him, but Harry knew he had to worry a lot because of the trouble he seemed to constantly be in.
It made Harry feel even worse, thinking about the constant grief he must put his best friends in and he knew Hermione worried even more then Ron did.
Ron and Harry sat in the compartment, lost in depressing thoughts since they couldn't seem to find any good topic of conversation, when Hermione burst through the compartment door, lugging her trunk behind her and wearing her shiny Prefect badge.
"HERMIONE!" Harry and Ron shouted simultaneously.
"Yes, it's me. Now would one of you care to give me a hand?" Hermione asked as she struggled with her trunk.
Harry and Ron both jumped up and helped Hermione put her trunk away and then they all three sat down just as the train started off.
"Just in time. I didn't think I was going to make it," Hermione said as she leaned back against her seat.
Harry was sitting next to Ron now and he watched as a normal conversation between Ron and Hermione turned into an all out bickering match. They had just started arguing about doing homework over the Summer when Harry felt a horrible pain in his scar. A pain like he only felt when a certain You- Know-Who was near.
Harry grabbed his forehead and doubled over in his seat, gritting his teeth against the burning pain.
"Harry!" He heard Hermione shout, "Harry are you okay?"
Harry felt Ron and Hermione come up beside him, but all he could concentrate on was the pain. Or at least it was, until he heard a voice he hoped he would never have to hear again.
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AUTHOR'S NOTE:
I would like to thank everyone who reviewed! It really means a lot to me. This is my first fan fiction of any kind, so I am very pleased to get feedback from my readers! I hope you all will continue to read my story and send reviews to me. Thank you once again and I hope you enjoy the second chapter! I am sorry to make it a cliffhanger, but I can only write a little every now and then and I promise I will try to write a longer chapter before I post again! The next chapter will include a lot of action!
1 Harry Potter and the Year of Confusion
By ArtGirl
When they arrived at the train station Harry got out of the car and gathered his things, putting them on a cart, with no help at all from the Dursleys. In fact, the moment Harry had gotten his trunk and Hedwig out of the car the Dursleys drove away, leaving Harry to fend for himself in the busy train station.
Harry wheeled his cart through the station passing many people, none of whom he knew, until he reached the barrier between Platforms 9 and 10. There stood Mrs. Weasley, directing her red headed children through the barrier.
"Now Fred and George, you two had better stay out of trouble this year! I don't want to have to come pick you up from school because you have been expelled!" Harry heard Mrs. Weasley shouting at the mischievous twins as they put on identical grins and ran into the barrier.
They had just disappeared into Platform 9 ¾ when Harry approached the remaining Weasleys. He was just about to say "hello" when he was enveloped in a crushing hug.
"Harry! Oh, Harry, dear, how are you?" Mrs. Weasley said excitedly as she tightened her grip around Harry.
"I'm fine, Mrs. Weasley, thanks," replied Harry politely as Mrs. Weasley let go of him, allowing him the oxygen he needed to speak.
After Harry made his reply Mrs. Weasley pulled him aside in order to talk to him more in depth without Ron or Ginny hearing them.
Mrs. Weasley glanced Harry up and down, making him self-conscious as he shifted nervously under her gaze.
"Oh my," Mrs. Weasley sighed, "Harry dear you are entirely too skinny. If only Dumbledore had let you come stay at The Burrow! Are you sure you're okay, you look like you haven't slept or eaten for days?"
Mrs. Weasley's concern was almost too much for Harry to take because he knew he didn't deserve it. The way she was looking at him made him want to break down and tell her everything. About the guilt he felt for Cedric, about the horrendous nightmares he was plagued with, and about the way the Dursleys had never fed him enough and had given him lists of chores to do each day, but something stopped him from doing so. Harry didn't want Mrs. Weasley to worry about him and he couldn't just dump all of his problems off on her, she had enough of her own to deal with.
Besides that Harry felt that he deserved every bit of guilt and torment that he had had to endure because he thought he should be punished greatly for Cedric's death and the return of Voldemort. He also didn't feel like he was worthy of the compassion coming from someone as sweet and kind as Mrs. Weasley, and after all that she had given him, he wasn't about to unload his problems on her.
Instead of expressing his thoughts Harry just smiled halfheartedly and looked at Mrs. Weasley, "I'm fine. Really, it's not that bad."
"Harry, if those Dursleys are mistreating you, then you tell me and I'll make sure you don't have to go back to them," Mrs. Weasley stated matter-of- factly.
As tempting as that offer was to accept, Harry knew he had to turn it down. "No, it's okay, really. I just couldn't sleep well last night for all of the excitement of coming back to Hogwarts."
Mrs. Weasley looked at Harry skeptically. Harry knew that she knew he was lying, but he was very grateful when she chose not to say anything at that moment.
"If you're sure, dear," Mrs. Weasley paused and looked at Harry one more time before she glanced down at her watch, "I guess we really should be getting you kids on the train before you miss it."
With her last statement Mrs. Weasley ushered Ginny and Ron, who had stood aside with their carts during Harry and Mrs. Weasley's conversation trying in vain to pick up on their words in the noisy train station, through the barrier. Once they were safely on the other side Mrs. Weasley pulled Harry aside one more time and told him that if he ever needed anything or anyone to talk to, to just ask, before she finally allowed him to slip through the barrier unnoticed by all of the muggles.
When Harry came through on the other side of the barrier at Platform 9 ¾ Ron was waiting for him anxiously.
"Hey Harry," Ron said cautiously as he smiled at Harry, "do you want some help with your trunk? Mine is already on the train."
"Sure, but we'd better hurry, it looks like it's about to leave, and I definitely don't want to miss it," Harry stated truthfully as he picked up one end of his trunk and Ron grabbed the other. Harry then took Hedwig's cage with his free hand and they started for the train.
Once on the train they made their way to the compartment that Ron had claimed and shoved Harry's trunk in the storage section with Ron's. They each took a seat across from one another and sat in silence for a few minutes before anything was said.
"Where's Hermione?" Harry asked, finally breaking the uncomfortable silence.
"I don't know. She'll be here in the minute I guess," Ron answered as he observed Harry. "Harry, I don't mean to sound like my mum, but are you sure you're okay?"
"Listen to me," Harry began, "I am fine. Just a little tired, that's all."
Ron looked as though he knew Harry was lying, which in all truth he was, but he just shook his head slightly. Ron was never very good at talking about how much he worried about Harry with him, but Harry knew he had to worry a lot because of the trouble he seemed to constantly be in.
It made Harry feel even worse, thinking about the constant grief he must put his best friends in and he knew Hermione worried even more then Ron did.
Ron and Harry sat in the compartment, lost in depressing thoughts since they couldn't seem to find any good topic of conversation, when Hermione burst through the compartment door, lugging her trunk behind her and wearing her shiny Prefect badge.
"HERMIONE!" Harry and Ron shouted simultaneously.
"Yes, it's me. Now would one of you care to give me a hand?" Hermione asked as she struggled with her trunk.
Harry and Ron both jumped up and helped Hermione put her trunk away and then they all three sat down just as the train started off.
"Just in time. I didn't think I was going to make it," Hermione said as she leaned back against her seat.
Harry was sitting next to Ron now and he watched as a normal conversation between Ron and Hermione turned into an all out bickering match. They had just started arguing about doing homework over the Summer when Harry felt a horrible pain in his scar. A pain like he only felt when a certain You- Know-Who was near.
Harry grabbed his forehead and doubled over in his seat, gritting his teeth against the burning pain.
"Harry!" He heard Hermione shout, "Harry are you okay?"
Harry felt Ron and Hermione come up beside him, but all he could concentrate on was the pain. Or at least it was, until he heard a voice he hoped he would never have to hear again.
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AUTHOR'S NOTE:
I would like to thank everyone who reviewed! It really means a lot to me. This is my first fan fiction of any kind, so I am very pleased to get feedback from my readers! I hope you all will continue to read my story and send reviews to me. Thank you once again and I hope you enjoy the second chapter! I am sorry to make it a cliffhanger, but I can only write a little every now and then and I promise I will try to write a longer chapter before I post again! The next chapter will include a lot of action!