Transition- Part 4
By Prathdrake
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"Why did come up here anyway," asked Harry, "Haven't you heard of privacy?"
"This is my room, Harry," answered Ron, "And I came up because Mum told me to tell you to get packed for tomorrow."
"That's nice," said Harry sarcastically. Ron promptly left the room and slammed the door.
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That night, Harry had a dream. It wasn't his dream about his mother getting killed. It was a new one.
In this dream, Harry was walking down the Hogwarts corridor. Suddenly, Dumbledore appeared before him. Harry took out his wand and pointed it at him. In a moment, there was a green flash and Dumbledore was lying still on the floor.
Harry woke up in a cold sweat.
"Do I want to kill Dumbledore?" Harry asked himself. He supposed he did. No, he didn't; he only wanted to please Voldemort. He really couldn't tell with all his mixed feelings.
Harry got out of his bed and walked over to where he had place the stone on Ron's desk.
"What is it for, Grandfather?" he yelled.
"It's a strength stone," the voice said. But this time, the voice wasn't in his head. It came from behind him. Harry whirled around to find Voldemort behind him.
"Grandfather!" he yelled happily.
"Shhh!," whispered Voldemort, "We don't want anyone to wake up!"
"Sorry," whispered Harry, "And what's a strength stone?"
"A strength stone," started Voldemort, "Gives you the strength and power to do whatever you want."
"Even enough to perform the Avada Kedavra curse?" queried Harry.
"Even that much," confirmed Voldemort. Harry suddenly became overwhelmingly happy. Now he new he could help his Grandfather. He smiled.
"Don't get too happy, yet," said Voldemort, "You must know two things. First, the stone only works when you hold it. Second, you must be sure of what you want to do with the power."
"I'm sure I want to help you, Grandfather," said Harry. Voldemort smiled.
"That is good," said Voldemort, "That is very good. Now get some sleep. Tomorrow, you arrive at Hogwarts."
"I know," said Harry enthusiastically, "Goodnight."
"Goodnight, Harry," said Voldemort. Within seconds, Voldemort disappeared.
****
"Get in the car, everyone!" Mrs. Weasly shouted the next morning. Out of the house stumbled five sleepy figures. Fred and George, Ginny, Ron and, of course, Harry.
After hours of weary traveling, they finally arrived at Kings Cross.
"Remember, now, it's Platform 9 3/4," Mrs. Weasly instructed, "I have to go."
"You're not seeing us off?" asked Ginny.
"No," said Mrs. Weasly sadly, "I have to help your father. Now be careful this year! And please, Fred and George, behave!"
"Yes, Mum," they said. Harry could see that they were lying by the look in their eyes.
"Right, then," Mrs. Weasly said, "Goodbye dears!" She walked away, back to the car.
"That's not like her," Ron commented.
"Who cares," said Harry, "Let's get onto the train." So they all walked through the barrier.
"Harry," said Ron, "Did you not bring yourself anything to eat? You'll have to get something off the trolley again."
"Yeah," said Harry, "I'm starved." Harry walked on the train with Ron behind him. Eventually, they found they lady with the trolley and stopped her. Harry asked her for a load of Chocolate Frogs and paid her.
"Let's sit over there," said Ron, pointing."
"Okay," agreed Harry, not really caring. So they sat down. Just as Harry was about to open a Chocolate Frog, he heard Voldemort speak to him again.
"Get a compartment alone..." the voice droned.
"Yes," Harry answered silently. Then he turned to Ron. "I have to leave for a moment."
"What?" asked Ron.
"I have to leave for a moment," Harry repeated.
"No way," Ron said, "You're not going anywhere without me. You might try to use that stone...whatever it does."
"Look," said Harry, aggravated, "I'll leave the stone here with you. Just don't do anything with it, okay?" Ron thought for a moment.
"Okay," agreed Ron. Harry pulled the stone out of his pocket and handed it to Ron.
"I'll be back in a few minutes," said Harry. He then left. Harry found a quiet compartment and he went inside it.
"What is it?" Harry asked Voldemort. Voldemort suddenly appeared.
"Almost nothing," Voldemort said, "Just a word of advice. Don't kill Dumbledore on the first day of school, then they'll know a student did it. Wait exactly one week, understand."
"Yes," said Harry, "Anything else?"
"Don't ever leave the stone with someone else again!" Voldemort shouted.
"Oh! Of course!" said Harry. He immediately rushed out of the compartment and back to Ron. When he got back, Ron had a guilty look on his face.
"Is something wrong?" Harry asked Ron.
"Not at all," replied Ron very quickly. Harry sat down and started eating a Chocolate Frog.
****
The train pulled into the Hogwart's tiny station.
"All passengers off!" shouted the train master. Harry and Ron stepped off the train in their new robes. Ron had been fortunate enough to actually get new robes. Then Harry saw Draco Malfoy.
Malfoy didn't have his usual sly grin on. It had been replaced with a black eye. Midnight blue, in reality.
"Ugh!" said Harry, "Look at Malfoy! Look's like he's finally got what he deserved!" Ron got that guilty look on his face again. "You know something about this, don't you?" asked Harry.
"Yeah," said Ron defeatedly, "I'll tell you about it on the boat.
Soon, Harry and Ron had picked out a small boat all to themselves, started rowing towards the castle and Ron told his story.
"While you gone," Ron began, "Malfoy came into the compartment. He started teasing me, so I punched him in the face."
"What?" said Harry. He didn't think Ron was strong enough to give Malfoy a black eye.
"That's not all," blurted Ron, "I...I..."
"You...you..." mocked Harry.
"I...was holding the stone while I punched him," said Ron, "Believe me, I didn't mean to hurt him as much as I did! I would have never thought that I would EVER be strong enough to give him a black eye! But the thing is, Harry, I think your stone is a Strength Stone!"
"Really?" asked Harry innocently, "Then we must put the stone away and Inside, he was mourning the loss of his secret.
****
"Welcome, students," said Professor McGonnagle, "To your fifth year in Hogwarts! Please proceed to the Great Hall." The students did so. Dumbldore walked over to Harry. This time, Dumbledore was the one who made Harry's scar hurt.
"Hello, Headmaster Dumbledore!" Harry cheerily greeted, "Fine summer?"
"Yes, yes," answered Dumbledore, "Very fine. Welcome back to Hogwarts, Harry!" Dumbledore put his hand on Harry's shoulder, but suddenly pulled it back like he had touched a hot stove.
"Are you all right?" asked Harry.
"Just fine," said Dumbledore in a mutter. He started rubbing his hand and walked back to the teacher's table.
By Prathdrake
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"Why did come up here anyway," asked Harry, "Haven't you heard of privacy?"
"This is my room, Harry," answered Ron, "And I came up because Mum told me to tell you to get packed for tomorrow."
"That's nice," said Harry sarcastically. Ron promptly left the room and slammed the door.
****
That night, Harry had a dream. It wasn't his dream about his mother getting killed. It was a new one.
In this dream, Harry was walking down the Hogwarts corridor. Suddenly, Dumbledore appeared before him. Harry took out his wand and pointed it at him. In a moment, there was a green flash and Dumbledore was lying still on the floor.
Harry woke up in a cold sweat.
"Do I want to kill Dumbledore?" Harry asked himself. He supposed he did. No, he didn't; he only wanted to please Voldemort. He really couldn't tell with all his mixed feelings.
Harry got out of his bed and walked over to where he had place the stone on Ron's desk.
"What is it for, Grandfather?" he yelled.
"It's a strength stone," the voice said. But this time, the voice wasn't in his head. It came from behind him. Harry whirled around to find Voldemort behind him.
"Grandfather!" he yelled happily.
"Shhh!," whispered Voldemort, "We don't want anyone to wake up!"
"Sorry," whispered Harry, "And what's a strength stone?"
"A strength stone," started Voldemort, "Gives you the strength and power to do whatever you want."
"Even enough to perform the Avada Kedavra curse?" queried Harry.
"Even that much," confirmed Voldemort. Harry suddenly became overwhelmingly happy. Now he new he could help his Grandfather. He smiled.
"Don't get too happy, yet," said Voldemort, "You must know two things. First, the stone only works when you hold it. Second, you must be sure of what you want to do with the power."
"I'm sure I want to help you, Grandfather," said Harry. Voldemort smiled.
"That is good," said Voldemort, "That is very good. Now get some sleep. Tomorrow, you arrive at Hogwarts."
"I know," said Harry enthusiastically, "Goodnight."
"Goodnight, Harry," said Voldemort. Within seconds, Voldemort disappeared.
****
"Get in the car, everyone!" Mrs. Weasly shouted the next morning. Out of the house stumbled five sleepy figures. Fred and George, Ginny, Ron and, of course, Harry.
After hours of weary traveling, they finally arrived at Kings Cross.
"Remember, now, it's Platform 9 3/4," Mrs. Weasly instructed, "I have to go."
"You're not seeing us off?" asked Ginny.
"No," said Mrs. Weasly sadly, "I have to help your father. Now be careful this year! And please, Fred and George, behave!"
"Yes, Mum," they said. Harry could see that they were lying by the look in their eyes.
"Right, then," Mrs. Weasly said, "Goodbye dears!" She walked away, back to the car.
"That's not like her," Ron commented.
"Who cares," said Harry, "Let's get onto the train." So they all walked through the barrier.
"Harry," said Ron, "Did you not bring yourself anything to eat? You'll have to get something off the trolley again."
"Yeah," said Harry, "I'm starved." Harry walked on the train with Ron behind him. Eventually, they found they lady with the trolley and stopped her. Harry asked her for a load of Chocolate Frogs and paid her.
"Let's sit over there," said Ron, pointing."
"Okay," agreed Harry, not really caring. So they sat down. Just as Harry was about to open a Chocolate Frog, he heard Voldemort speak to him again.
"Get a compartment alone..." the voice droned.
"Yes," Harry answered silently. Then he turned to Ron. "I have to leave for a moment."
"What?" asked Ron.
"I have to leave for a moment," Harry repeated.
"No way," Ron said, "You're not going anywhere without me. You might try to use that stone...whatever it does."
"Look," said Harry, aggravated, "I'll leave the stone here with you. Just don't do anything with it, okay?" Ron thought for a moment.
"Okay," agreed Ron. Harry pulled the stone out of his pocket and handed it to Ron.
"I'll be back in a few minutes," said Harry. He then left. Harry found a quiet compartment and he went inside it.
"What is it?" Harry asked Voldemort. Voldemort suddenly appeared.
"Almost nothing," Voldemort said, "Just a word of advice. Don't kill Dumbledore on the first day of school, then they'll know a student did it. Wait exactly one week, understand."
"Yes," said Harry, "Anything else?"
"Don't ever leave the stone with someone else again!" Voldemort shouted.
"Oh! Of course!" said Harry. He immediately rushed out of the compartment and back to Ron. When he got back, Ron had a guilty look on his face.
"Is something wrong?" Harry asked Ron.
"Not at all," replied Ron very quickly. Harry sat down and started eating a Chocolate Frog.
****
The train pulled into the Hogwart's tiny station.
"All passengers off!" shouted the train master. Harry and Ron stepped off the train in their new robes. Ron had been fortunate enough to actually get new robes. Then Harry saw Draco Malfoy.
Malfoy didn't have his usual sly grin on. It had been replaced with a black eye. Midnight blue, in reality.
"Ugh!" said Harry, "Look at Malfoy! Look's like he's finally got what he deserved!" Ron got that guilty look on his face again. "You know something about this, don't you?" asked Harry.
"Yeah," said Ron defeatedly, "I'll tell you about it on the boat.
Soon, Harry and Ron had picked out a small boat all to themselves, started rowing towards the castle and Ron told his story.
"While you gone," Ron began, "Malfoy came into the compartment. He started teasing me, so I punched him in the face."
"What?" said Harry. He didn't think Ron was strong enough to give Malfoy a black eye.
"That's not all," blurted Ron, "I...I..."
"You...you..." mocked Harry.
"I...was holding the stone while I punched him," said Ron, "Believe me, I didn't mean to hurt him as much as I did! I would have never thought that I would EVER be strong enough to give him a black eye! But the thing is, Harry, I think your stone is a Strength Stone!"
"Really?" asked Harry innocently, "Then we must put the stone away and Inside, he was mourning the loss of his secret.
****
"Welcome, students," said Professor McGonnagle, "To your fifth year in Hogwarts! Please proceed to the Great Hall." The students did so. Dumbldore walked over to Harry. This time, Dumbledore was the one who made Harry's scar hurt.
"Hello, Headmaster Dumbledore!" Harry cheerily greeted, "Fine summer?"
"Yes, yes," answered Dumbledore, "Very fine. Welcome back to Hogwarts, Harry!" Dumbledore put his hand on Harry's shoulder, but suddenly pulled it back like he had touched a hot stove.
"Are you all right?" asked Harry.
"Just fine," said Dumbledore in a mutter. He started rubbing his hand and walked back to the teacher's table.