Harry Potter- Masters of the Phoenix
Chapter 4
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter characters, only this story and a new character that goes by the name of Anastasia. That's all..
The train started to slow down. Harry looked out the window and saw nothing but fields.
"This is strange. We're not at Hogwarts yet!" he said a little nervous. The Dementor incident flashed in his mind. It was a painful experience, Harry almost had the life suck out of him by a Dementor.
"Don't worry Harry, I'm sure. It's only a technical problem." Hermione said with a bit of fright in her voice, she was obviously remembering the Dementor incident as well.
"What are you talking about Hermione! The train's magical!" Ron hissed.
Hermione remained silent, they all were. The lights flickered on and off. Harry was seriously getting scared, but why? He wasn't afraid of the Dementor in his third year, now he's sixteen!
"Harry are you all right?" Ron asked. Harry looked down at Ginny who was sleeping peacefully. Why should he be afraid, maybe he should take a nap. 'How can I sleep at a time like this!. no. Relax! Nothing's going to happen!' Harry thought. He felt like beating himself up.
"Harry?" Hermione called.
Harry gripped his robes which he changed into earlier on the train. He's green eyes were pierced at the window, sweat crept down his face. The train suddenly started to move slowly.
"Harry we're moving!" Ron shouted out. Harry broke away from his thoughts and looked at both Ron and Hermione.
"You don't look to good Harry, why don't you lay down a little." Hermione said now looking as worried as Harry.
Harry stood where he was with his eyes again fixed at the window, Hogwarts School was in sight now.
"It's so dark." he muttered.
Hermione sat beside Harry and looked out the window, she agreed, and Ron followed.
"What's going on?" Ron asked.
"I don't know Ron." Harry said in a small voice. The green flash a light appeared again hurdling towards him then it vanished. He wasn't scare, and didn't move an inch. The green flash appeared again and again! Harry started to get a headache. He closed his eyes and ran his hand through his messy hair which went back to its original state.
Hermione checked his forehead. "You have a fever, Harry please before we go you better close your eyes and take a little nap. It'll helped!"
Harry leaned back and closed his eyes again; he went into a deep dreamless sleep. Hermione let out a breath of relief.
"He's really thinking too hard.." Hermione said.
"You should talk," Ron replied.
"Oh please Ron, don't argue now! I'm worried about Harry, he's never been like this before!" Hermione said in a concerned tone.
"I say a little nap will help him, let's take one too before we get off the train," Ron answered as he closed his eyes, Hermione did the same and everyone was asleep.
*
In two hours Ginny was awake by the train that came to a complete stop. She looked out the window, it was drizzling a little, but the sky was completely dark. She yawned and looked over at Ron, Hermione, and Harry who were leaning against each other.
She started to shake Ron. "Hey! We're here!"
Ron woke up with red eyes. "What's that? We're here?"
He looked at Ginny who had a big smile.. "Geroff!" He pushed her off
He shook Hermione and Harry awake. "Hey we're here!" Ron shouted. Hermione got up from Harry's arm and Harry sat up too. He was feeling a lot better and his fever was gone. He walked off the train with his friends.
"Is it midnight?" he asked them.
"No clue!" Ron answered.
" 'Arry! Ron! Hermione!" a familiar voice shouted out. Harry turned around. "HAGRID!"
Hagrid walked up to them. "It's nice ter see you again." He said to all of them.
"Hagrid, what time is it?" Hermione asked.
"Been gettin' some strange weather done here Hermione.." He pointed to the sky. "Those clouds there are storm clouds they are! It's 'bout five right now. Strange isn't it? It's only drizzling and we've been gettin' dark clouds like those."
Hagrid started calling the first years. Harry went pale.
"Five? Impossible! It's way too dark to be five! The sun set's at six or seven since summer's not over yet!" Ron said.
"We better get to the castle, maybe we can talk to Professor Dumbledore, and Harry looks as if he's seen a ghost," Hermione said to Ron.
Harry wasn't paying attention to what Ron and Hermione were saying, he was too busy wondering why he's afraid of things like Voldemort or Dementors when he wasn't scared of them in the past. It doesn't make any sense he thought.
Harry walked behind Hermione and Ron thinking. He looked to his left and saw the hoops for the Quidditch field, Harry continued to stare at them until he reached to the carriage to carry him to Hogwarts Castle.
*
Harry and his friends walked into the Great Hall. Although a lot of things were going through Harry's mind, he was quite distracted at the sight of the Great Hall. He looked in awe at the scarlet coloured banners belonging to Gryffindor hanging from the ceiling of the Great Hall. The candles were dimly lit and the bewitched ceiling looked exactly like outside, dark and hazy. And the golden plates and goblets were shining. Harry took his seat beside his fellow Gryffindors Dean Thomas, and Neville Longbottom along with Ron and Hermione. The rest of the table was packed with second years, in Harry's fifth year many children were enrolled at Hogwarts the sorting nearly took 2 and a half hours. Ron, Hermione, Dean, and Neville were chatting while Harry's eyes were fixed at Dumbledore who looked very pleasant at the moment. It was hard to believe that Dumbledore could get very angry Harry thought thinking of his dream. He rose from his seat and the candles lit up.
"WELCOME BACK TO HOGWARTS SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY!" he said very loudly, the entire Great Wall was filled with cheers. "AND WELCOME FIRST YEAR STUDENTS!" The first years were at the door. "We will begin the sorting momentarily," Dumbledore said has he walked down from the table to talk to a Professor.
Harry noticed that Dumbledore was talking to Professor Snape, his worst teacher. Harry hated Snape as much as Snape hated him. Dumbledore's smile weakened to a frown. Harry jumped a little, was his dream coming to life! 'No. I'm just being a worry wart,' he thought.
Dumbledore and Snape both walked over to the table. Dumbledore gave a fake smile, Harry could tell. "Ahem. Let the Sorting Ceremony begin!" he said, the students filtered in.
Suddenly Dumbledore gasped. McGonagall turned around to the door, so did everyone else. There was a flash of red light that zoomed pass the Great Hall's door, then a green one! Dumbledore walked down towards McGonagall. He whispered "Keep everyone under control." McGonagall did nothing but nod. Dumbledore walked outside swiftly.
*
He looked around the castle from the entrance then saw another green light flash from the Quidditch field. He ran back in to get the other professors.
*
McGonagall was standing at the entrance, she noticed Dumbledore racing towards her. She immediately knew what was going. Dumbledore stopped at her out of breath. "Is it..?" McGonagall asked very worried. Dumbledore nodded. "Oh Albus." she said with a bit of sorrow in her voice. Dumbledore rose up. "PROFESSORS FOLLOW ME! PREFECTS ESCORT THE STUDENTS TO THEIR COMMON ROOMS!.." everyone was silent. Dumbledore started to look angry. Harry looked in those angry blue eyes. "My dream." he mumbled. "No! NO HARRY!" Hermione shouted. Harry rose from his seat and ran towards the entrance. McGonagall stopped him by grabbing his robe. "Mr. Potter now is not the time to be wondering around, do as you're told and go to your Gryffindor Common Room," McGonagall said firmly.
Harry pushed her away. Hermione and Ron got up, they saw that Harry look like he was about to attack someone. Everyone was silent.
"You can't. do this.." he said trying to hold in anger.
"I do anything I please Mr. Potter, you will go to the Gryffindor Common Room or be expel!" McGonagall said extremely upset.
"Do as you're told Harry Potter," Dumbledore said with a weak tone.
"NO! NO I WILL NOT! YOU TRY YOUR BEST TO PROTECT ME BUT I DON'T NEED YOUR PROTECTION!" Harry yelled very angrily.
"I WILL NOT BE SPOKEN TO THIS WAY!" Dumbledore yelled.
Harry pushed him aside. "THEN EXPEL ME!" He ran to the door.
"HARRY!" Ron and Hermione both yelled as they ran up to Dumbledore. Dumbledore looked at them with sad eyes. "He's expelled."
Hermione stopped dead in her tracks, Ron went pale. "You.YOU CAN'T!" Ron said as tear streamed down his eyes.
"He has broken the rule and deliberately disobeyed me." Dumbledore said in a weak tone.
Hermione was thinking of a way to get Harry out of this situation. She looked around and saw the nervousness of all the students. Even the Slytherins wouldn't dare speak. Her face lit up.
"HE'LL GO AWAY!" Hermione blurted out.
"What?" Ron asked.
Hermione looked at Dumbledore with a glimpse of hope in her eyes. "Professor Dumbledore, please. Understand, Harry thinks that if he confronts Voldemort he'd leave us alone. His scar is bound to repel the Avada Kedavra curse again, or at least that's what he thinks, but there is a possibility that he would die. Understand Professor McGonagall that Harry did not run out to disobey you because you were trying to protecting him, he's trying to protect you!" Hermione said with tears now started streaming down her eyes.
"It's a sacrifice he was willing to take." Ron added.
McGonagall looked at Dumbledore. "Albus?" Dumbledore looked at the students and teachers.
"TEACHERS FOLLOW ME! PREFECTS LEAD THE STUDENTS TO THEIR COMMON ROOMS! Hermione, Ron, although I don't approve of this, I have no choice, you two will follow me," Dumbledore said as a tear streamed down his eyes.
*
Harry ran towards the Quidditch field, it was pitch dark. "I'M THE ONE YOU WANT!" he yelled. It was silent, he looked on the floor and as the dream predicted he found a corpse and a dark figure kneeling by it. 'I'll change the fate of the dream!' he thought. He walked towards the dark figure. "DID YOU HEAR ME! TRY IT! KILL ME!" Harry shouted very angrily.
"What? Why?" a girl's voice said. Harry stopped and looked around. "Is this some kind of joke!?" he asked.
The Quidditch field lit up.
"Welcome. Mr. Potter," another voice said. It was a very dark and sinister voice. Harry looked around once again and back at the dark figure kneeling on the floor. "COME AND GET ME!" Harry called out.
"Help him." the girl's voice said, Harry looked at the dark figure. "HELP HIM! HE IS GOING TO DIE!" the girl shouted to Harry. "You're not Voldemort? Then who. just called my name?" Harry asked.
". harry." a weak voice called too. Harry looked down at the corpse. wait. it's not dead!
Harry walked closer to the nearly deceased person and got a glimpse of him. "No. NO!!!"
To be Continued.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter characters, only this story and a new character that goes by the name of Anastasia. That's all..
The train started to slow down. Harry looked out the window and saw nothing but fields.
"This is strange. We're not at Hogwarts yet!" he said a little nervous. The Dementor incident flashed in his mind. It was a painful experience, Harry almost had the life suck out of him by a Dementor.
"Don't worry Harry, I'm sure. It's only a technical problem." Hermione said with a bit of fright in her voice, she was obviously remembering the Dementor incident as well.
"What are you talking about Hermione! The train's magical!" Ron hissed.
Hermione remained silent, they all were. The lights flickered on and off. Harry was seriously getting scared, but why? He wasn't afraid of the Dementor in his third year, now he's sixteen!
"Harry are you all right?" Ron asked. Harry looked down at Ginny who was sleeping peacefully. Why should he be afraid, maybe he should take a nap. 'How can I sleep at a time like this!. no. Relax! Nothing's going to happen!' Harry thought. He felt like beating himself up.
"Harry?" Hermione called.
Harry gripped his robes which he changed into earlier on the train. He's green eyes were pierced at the window, sweat crept down his face. The train suddenly started to move slowly.
"Harry we're moving!" Ron shouted out. Harry broke away from his thoughts and looked at both Ron and Hermione.
"You don't look to good Harry, why don't you lay down a little." Hermione said now looking as worried as Harry.
Harry stood where he was with his eyes again fixed at the window, Hogwarts School was in sight now.
"It's so dark." he muttered.
Hermione sat beside Harry and looked out the window, she agreed, and Ron followed.
"What's going on?" Ron asked.
"I don't know Ron." Harry said in a small voice. The green flash a light appeared again hurdling towards him then it vanished. He wasn't scare, and didn't move an inch. The green flash appeared again and again! Harry started to get a headache. He closed his eyes and ran his hand through his messy hair which went back to its original state.
Hermione checked his forehead. "You have a fever, Harry please before we go you better close your eyes and take a little nap. It'll helped!"
Harry leaned back and closed his eyes again; he went into a deep dreamless sleep. Hermione let out a breath of relief.
"He's really thinking too hard.." Hermione said.
"You should talk," Ron replied.
"Oh please Ron, don't argue now! I'm worried about Harry, he's never been like this before!" Hermione said in a concerned tone.
"I say a little nap will help him, let's take one too before we get off the train," Ron answered as he closed his eyes, Hermione did the same and everyone was asleep.
*
In two hours Ginny was awake by the train that came to a complete stop. She looked out the window, it was drizzling a little, but the sky was completely dark. She yawned and looked over at Ron, Hermione, and Harry who were leaning against each other.
She started to shake Ron. "Hey! We're here!"
Ron woke up with red eyes. "What's that? We're here?"
He looked at Ginny who had a big smile.. "Geroff!" He pushed her off
He shook Hermione and Harry awake. "Hey we're here!" Ron shouted. Hermione got up from Harry's arm and Harry sat up too. He was feeling a lot better and his fever was gone. He walked off the train with his friends.
"Is it midnight?" he asked them.
"No clue!" Ron answered.
" 'Arry! Ron! Hermione!" a familiar voice shouted out. Harry turned around. "HAGRID!"
Hagrid walked up to them. "It's nice ter see you again." He said to all of them.
"Hagrid, what time is it?" Hermione asked.
"Been gettin' some strange weather done here Hermione.." He pointed to the sky. "Those clouds there are storm clouds they are! It's 'bout five right now. Strange isn't it? It's only drizzling and we've been gettin' dark clouds like those."
Hagrid started calling the first years. Harry went pale.
"Five? Impossible! It's way too dark to be five! The sun set's at six or seven since summer's not over yet!" Ron said.
"We better get to the castle, maybe we can talk to Professor Dumbledore, and Harry looks as if he's seen a ghost," Hermione said to Ron.
Harry wasn't paying attention to what Ron and Hermione were saying, he was too busy wondering why he's afraid of things like Voldemort or Dementors when he wasn't scared of them in the past. It doesn't make any sense he thought.
Harry walked behind Hermione and Ron thinking. He looked to his left and saw the hoops for the Quidditch field, Harry continued to stare at them until he reached to the carriage to carry him to Hogwarts Castle.
*
Harry and his friends walked into the Great Hall. Although a lot of things were going through Harry's mind, he was quite distracted at the sight of the Great Hall. He looked in awe at the scarlet coloured banners belonging to Gryffindor hanging from the ceiling of the Great Hall. The candles were dimly lit and the bewitched ceiling looked exactly like outside, dark and hazy. And the golden plates and goblets were shining. Harry took his seat beside his fellow Gryffindors Dean Thomas, and Neville Longbottom along with Ron and Hermione. The rest of the table was packed with second years, in Harry's fifth year many children were enrolled at Hogwarts the sorting nearly took 2 and a half hours. Ron, Hermione, Dean, and Neville were chatting while Harry's eyes were fixed at Dumbledore who looked very pleasant at the moment. It was hard to believe that Dumbledore could get very angry Harry thought thinking of his dream. He rose from his seat and the candles lit up.
"WELCOME BACK TO HOGWARTS SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY!" he said very loudly, the entire Great Wall was filled with cheers. "AND WELCOME FIRST YEAR STUDENTS!" The first years were at the door. "We will begin the sorting momentarily," Dumbledore said has he walked down from the table to talk to a Professor.
Harry noticed that Dumbledore was talking to Professor Snape, his worst teacher. Harry hated Snape as much as Snape hated him. Dumbledore's smile weakened to a frown. Harry jumped a little, was his dream coming to life! 'No. I'm just being a worry wart,' he thought.
Dumbledore and Snape both walked over to the table. Dumbledore gave a fake smile, Harry could tell. "Ahem. Let the Sorting Ceremony begin!" he said, the students filtered in.
Suddenly Dumbledore gasped. McGonagall turned around to the door, so did everyone else. There was a flash of red light that zoomed pass the Great Hall's door, then a green one! Dumbledore walked down towards McGonagall. He whispered "Keep everyone under control." McGonagall did nothing but nod. Dumbledore walked outside swiftly.
*
He looked around the castle from the entrance then saw another green light flash from the Quidditch field. He ran back in to get the other professors.
*
McGonagall was standing at the entrance, she noticed Dumbledore racing towards her. She immediately knew what was going. Dumbledore stopped at her out of breath. "Is it..?" McGonagall asked very worried. Dumbledore nodded. "Oh Albus." she said with a bit of sorrow in her voice. Dumbledore rose up. "PROFESSORS FOLLOW ME! PREFECTS ESCORT THE STUDENTS TO THEIR COMMON ROOMS!.." everyone was silent. Dumbledore started to look angry. Harry looked in those angry blue eyes. "My dream." he mumbled. "No! NO HARRY!" Hermione shouted. Harry rose from his seat and ran towards the entrance. McGonagall stopped him by grabbing his robe. "Mr. Potter now is not the time to be wondering around, do as you're told and go to your Gryffindor Common Room," McGonagall said firmly.
Harry pushed her away. Hermione and Ron got up, they saw that Harry look like he was about to attack someone. Everyone was silent.
"You can't. do this.." he said trying to hold in anger.
"I do anything I please Mr. Potter, you will go to the Gryffindor Common Room or be expel!" McGonagall said extremely upset.
"Do as you're told Harry Potter," Dumbledore said with a weak tone.
"NO! NO I WILL NOT! YOU TRY YOUR BEST TO PROTECT ME BUT I DON'T NEED YOUR PROTECTION!" Harry yelled very angrily.
"I WILL NOT BE SPOKEN TO THIS WAY!" Dumbledore yelled.
Harry pushed him aside. "THEN EXPEL ME!" He ran to the door.
"HARRY!" Ron and Hermione both yelled as they ran up to Dumbledore. Dumbledore looked at them with sad eyes. "He's expelled."
Hermione stopped dead in her tracks, Ron went pale. "You.YOU CAN'T!" Ron said as tear streamed down his eyes.
"He has broken the rule and deliberately disobeyed me." Dumbledore said in a weak tone.
Hermione was thinking of a way to get Harry out of this situation. She looked around and saw the nervousness of all the students. Even the Slytherins wouldn't dare speak. Her face lit up.
"HE'LL GO AWAY!" Hermione blurted out.
"What?" Ron asked.
Hermione looked at Dumbledore with a glimpse of hope in her eyes. "Professor Dumbledore, please. Understand, Harry thinks that if he confronts Voldemort he'd leave us alone. His scar is bound to repel the Avada Kedavra curse again, or at least that's what he thinks, but there is a possibility that he would die. Understand Professor McGonagall that Harry did not run out to disobey you because you were trying to protecting him, he's trying to protect you!" Hermione said with tears now started streaming down her eyes.
"It's a sacrifice he was willing to take." Ron added.
McGonagall looked at Dumbledore. "Albus?" Dumbledore looked at the students and teachers.
"TEACHERS FOLLOW ME! PREFECTS LEAD THE STUDENTS TO THEIR COMMON ROOMS! Hermione, Ron, although I don't approve of this, I have no choice, you two will follow me," Dumbledore said as a tear streamed down his eyes.
*
Harry ran towards the Quidditch field, it was pitch dark. "I'M THE ONE YOU WANT!" he yelled. It was silent, he looked on the floor and as the dream predicted he found a corpse and a dark figure kneeling by it. 'I'll change the fate of the dream!' he thought. He walked towards the dark figure. "DID YOU HEAR ME! TRY IT! KILL ME!" Harry shouted very angrily.
"What? Why?" a girl's voice said. Harry stopped and looked around. "Is this some kind of joke!?" he asked.
The Quidditch field lit up.
"Welcome. Mr. Potter," another voice said. It was a very dark and sinister voice. Harry looked around once again and back at the dark figure kneeling on the floor. "COME AND GET ME!" Harry called out.
"Help him." the girl's voice said, Harry looked at the dark figure. "HELP HIM! HE IS GOING TO DIE!" the girl shouted to Harry. "You're not Voldemort? Then who. just called my name?" Harry asked.
". harry." a weak voice called too. Harry looked down at the corpse. wait. it's not dead!
Harry walked closer to the nearly deceased person and got a glimpse of him. "No. NO!!!"
To be Continued.