A.N. Y'know, eventually I'm going to give all of my readers heart attacks… *Evil cackle * Anyway, I want to say something for a good friend! My friend, Tadariada has posted a new story called Pale Autumn. It's really really good, and I'm sure that if you like my story you will luv hers! Please take a peek at it!
Malena
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Was happiness a fad?
Or was it in the lost and found again behind the issues.
It might not be so bad,
We're all addicted to our tragedy
I guess it's what it had to be…
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Harry rolled over as he started waking up. The only thing Harry knew right now was that he had a splitting headache. Suddenly an image came floating across his mind.
A dark figure beside him… kidnapping him… Darkness…
Harry's eyes snapped open. He wasn't in Ron's room. He had been kidnapped.
Harry sat up suddenly.
He was in… Gryffindor dorm room? He looked around. Sure enough, there were the other beds that the other boys would normally sleep in. Harry threw back the covers on his bed and walked over to the tower window. He was looking over the sloping grounds of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
"Oh good, you're awake," said a familiar voice. Harry turned, and saw someone unexpected coming through the door.
"Sirius!" Harry gasped. Sirius smiled. Harry ran over and pulled Sirius into a tight hug. "Don't you dare do that again!"
"Do what? Say "Oh good, you're awake?""
"Don't you dare scare me like that again!" Harry said, not letting go of Sirius' neck. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine," Sirius said softly. "I'm sorry I scared you. Are you okay?"
"I'm okay now. I was just… sad. Don't leave again."
"I won't."
Harry stopped hugging his godfather for a moment and just stared at him. "How is it that you are alive? The Death Eaters attacked the house. I saw your body…"
"Harry, when the Death Eaters attacked, Dumbledore was the first person to hear about it. He rushed here and found me injured on the lawn, still in my Animagus form, and he took me back to Hogwarts. He left a dead illusion of me in my place. He told me that this would be a good thing, so I could work for him in secret."
Harry's mouth was kind of hanging open. "A-Am I going to live with you still?"
"Of course," Sirius said. "I wouldn't have it any other way. We just have to wait a bit."
"But Remus' house was destroyed."
"I'm arranging to get a house in Hogsmeade, so I'll never be far off, and you can visit me on Hogsmeade weekends. Would you like that?"
Harry nodded.
"Now, would you like something to eat?" Harry shook his head. Sirius stared sternly down at him.
"Oh come on! No burnt toast! No soggy egg faces! You should enjoy this while you can!"
Harry gave a smile, remembering the and said, "I'm really not hungry, Sirius. Thank you though."
"No big deal, least I could do."
Harry looked around the room again, searching for some other topic of conversation.
"Er… Sirius? How did I get here?"
Sirius sort of blushed. "Do you by any chance remember last night…"
"I remember being awake… and then someone coming into Ron's room… then blank."
"Well, that "someone" was me. Sorry for Stunning you," Sirius said sheepishly. "I had to make sure you didn't cry out."
"Ah yes… just wait until I tell my roommates what I did for summer. I got kidnapped by my own godfather! I'm joking!" Sirius had thrown a pillow at Harry.
"All right, get dressed O' Short One." Sirius tossed Harry some clean clothes. "And then meet me down in the common room."
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With nothing on my back
It's still enough to bring me down
My mind's about to crack
Cause what I thought could not be found
It's harder still when you're around
With nothing on my back,
I can't help but drown…
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A few minutes later Harry emerged from his dorm and found Sirius sitting in one of the chairs by the fire. He smiled as Harry looked around his common room. It was a little weird, being there when no other students were. He was used to the hustle and bustle of students sitting around, doing homework and laughing at a story someone else was telling.
"We need to go talk to Professor Dumbledore," Sirius said after Harry had finished looking around. "He needs to discuss something with you."
"What about?" Harry asked. Sirius frowned slightly, but more at himself than at Harry.
"I can't tell you, you'll just have to wait," he simply replied.
"Oh… okay."
"Are you sure you don't want anything to eat?" Sirius said, eyeing Harry's skinny arm.
"I'm sure. I'm not hungry."
"All right," Sirius said disapprovingly. "C'mon, we'd better get to Professor Dumbledore's."
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A few minutes later they arrived at Professor Dumbledore's office. Sirius knew the password, therefore enabling them to bypass the cursing and (in Sirius' case) flattering the gargoyle in order to try and get into the room. Sirius knocked loudly on the door and it opened for them.
"Ah, Harry," said a smiling Professor Dumbledore. "I see you're up. Did you have a good sleep?"
"Yes, sir," Harry said.
"Good, good…" Dumbledore trailed off before lifting his head and looking Harry in the eyes. "Harry, I asked you here on a rather depressing yet urgent matter. Will you please sit down."
Harry did what he was told, and Sirius sat down next to him.
"You might not be aware of this, but in the last few weeks Voldemort has become increasingly stronger. He is already gathering more Death Eaters. We suspect that he is planning an attack of enormous proportions for sometime in the near future. We just don't know when or where…"
Harry nodded slightly, still looking at Professor Dumbledore.
"I need to ask you something that will most likely greatly affect you life. Just remember that it is your choice if you want to do it."
He nodded again.
"The thing that I mean to ask you about is-"
"Professor… your fire turned purple," Sirius spoke up. Harry looked around at the fireplace in Dumbledore's office and saw that the purple fire had started blinking.
"It appears that I am getting a call," Dumbledore said lightly. "Excuse me for a moment, Harry." He went over to the fireplace and a familiar face appeared in the fire.
"Professor, he's gone!" Squealed the voice of Mrs. Weasley. Harry saw her head appear in the fireplace.
"Pardon?"
"He's GONE!" Mrs. Weasley repeated.
"Who?"
"HARRY!"
"Oh… didn't-"
"We just woke up! And he wasn't there! Oh my goodness where could he be Professor? Could it be Death Eaters? YOU-KNOW-WHO? Merlin help us-"
"Molly-"
"We woke up to Ron's yelling! We went in his room and saw that Harry was gone!"
"I-"
"And then Ginny found dirty footprints on the welcome mat!"
"M-"
"And Harry always wipes his feet and-"
"MOLLY!" Dumbledore barked. Mrs. Weasley's face looked shocked at his outburst. "Relax! Harry is here and he is fine."
"Wha-"
"I'm sorry that he had to be called upon in the middle of the night, but I assure you that he's fine!"
"But-why?"
"It is a matter that I do not wish to discuss now," Professor Dumbledore said grimly. "But don't worry. Harry is here now. You can even talk to him if you like."
"Hello!" Harry yelled from the background.
"Harry! Are you all right? DON'T EVER DO THAT AGAIN!"
"Sorry, Mrs. Weasley…"
"Leave a note or something next time! For Pete's sake! We could've made you a snack before you went and-"
"Don't worry about it Mrs. Weasley. I won't do it again."
"Just come back soon! And don't get hurt!"
"I won't Mrs. Weasley."
She sighed. "Well, I suppose I can call Ron and Fred back from the river, Ginny and George from the town. I called Percy… wonder where he is now…"
Her head disappeared from the fire with a pop, while she was still rambling on about things she needed to do.
"Well, that was interesting…" Sirius said chuckling softly. He got up off the floor. He had jumped down so he couldn't be spotted by Molly.
"Are we ever going to tell them about you?" Harry asked, looking at Sirius.
"Eventually. Maybe. Some of them."
Harry nodded slowly.
"Anyway, continuing with our conversation…" Professor Dumbledore said sitting down behind his desk again. "Harry, I need to ask you to do something that no one else has done before."
"I've done a lot of things that no one else has done before, Professor," Harry said lightly.
Dumbledore gave a small smile and said, "This is much more than any of those things that you have done."
Harry tensed slightly. He had a feeling of foreboding.
"Harry, I'm asking you if you will train, learn, and fight with us during the battle with Voldemort."
~*~
I might as well belong to both of you.
And the mess you always seem to drag me through.
That night forever always haunting me.
But I guess it is what it's supposed to be,
But spare your thoughts and sympathy…
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A.N. Ok. Thank you to Sum-41 for the use of their song! And remember, GO READ TADARIADA'S STORY!!!!!!! It's really superb!!!!!! Toodles!
Mal
