To Muggles Everywhere: Juss a few words before I start the story: I DON'T
OWN
HARRY AND CO. nor do I own Hogwarts, nor whatever....belongs to JK Rowling.
So don't sue me or anything aiight?
Title: The Rising
Sub-Title: The Other Stories of James Black
Background stuff: Time set in Book 5, but Harry is not the main character.
Rating of this chapter: G or PG, can't tell the difference.
Main Character: James Ryan Black
Minor Characters: Jay Sikem, Harry Potter, and whatever, just read the story to find out.
The Summary: .......
The Rising
"James, are you hurt?"
I looked up at Dumbledore, unable to swallow what he just bluntly said.
"I-I don't think I heard you properly Professor-" I stammered, my eyes blinking rapidly making sure I wasn't hallucinating.
Dumbledore sighed, he stood up. I stood up from the floor, ignoring my aching back.
"James Black, you indeed have a father, a biological father"
I fell over again.
I stood up quickly. "W-what- sir, I don't have a father-my father is dead- he was a Muggle-"
Dumbledore sternly stared at me for a few moments.
This could not be! This could not be! If I really did have a biological father alive, why did he abandon me? Why had he sent me in the Muggle orphanage to live for two years!? My head continued its pounding. My head crammed with questions.
I continued rambling, "I can't! He- my real father is dead, so is my real mother!-"
"I am sorry James, I shouldn't have told you, but it is more easier if the news reaches you sooner" Dumbledore interrupted.
I stopped.
"Does he- he know- about me?" I timidly asked, my head still hurting.
After another long pause, "Yes"
I flinched. He knew. He KNEW. And he never-
"From time, James, you will understand why your father has-left you (More like abandoned, I darkly thought). But now-now, you will not"
Silence.
With difficulty, Dumbledore started again, "Your father is a wizard James, so is your mother....Your mother died after giving you, and your father-your father-"
"Ran away" I bitterly finished.
Dumbledore took a seat, "He had to"
I blinked. What was that supposed to mean?
"So-Professor, who exactly is this man- I mean my father- What-What's his name?" I slowly worded.
"I can not tell you,-in fact" Dumbledore's smile was back, "I arranged him to meet you"
I gaped.
"Meet him in person?" I couldn't hold back, "When? How?-"
"Anytime you are ready" Dumbledore answered.
I paused, "I don't think I'll ever be ready, Professor"
***
So for the rest of the er-night (morning more likely), I stayed in the hospital wing, thinking. Brooding.....
I wonder- I shrugged away the thought. The guy who left me alone-that little (.......), he- he left me! He was no father of mine! God, who the hell did he think he was? Suddenly I wondered if, during the year, if I can visit one of those Muggle psychology programs that they have specializing the bonding of father and son sort of things.
I flipped over on my bed blinking at the darkness. Dumbledore had said that if I thought I was ready, to call him at his office. I don't even think I will.
I'd rather stay in the orphanage.
Because of HIM (Pummeling my pillow angrily), I would have stayed in the orphanage all my life! The kind Muggles, my only family, because of THEM, I learned what love and family was. Now they were dead.
Dead
I blinked again. Good thing I was the only one in this room.
I flipped over, uncomfortably again. Voldemort. I hated that name. The sound of it. I'll make sure he paid. It was his fault! If it weren't for him, I would have still had my family, and not know that I had a bum father who abandoned me.
Voldemort. What was so frightening about him? What!? I grinned at my own boldness. I'll make sure he paid. A sudden wave of fatigue overwhelmed me. I guess I was tired, rambling on and on about revenge. Tired......sleepy........
***
"OH JAMES!" a high pitch annoying voice woke me up.
"Ugh" I grunted.
In the background I heard Madam Pomprey yelling, "Oh be quiet! He needs his rest! He's asleep!-"
"NOT FOR LONG MA'AM!" the voice hollered.
I sat up, rubbing my eyes, "What-what-?"
"You up now?" I groaned seeing Jay's grinning face, as he jumped on my bed shaking me.
"I'm UP!" I pushed him off of me, getting up stretching.
"Man, why'd you faint on me like that!" Jay angrily got up, as I yawned.
"Huh?" I mumbled trying to shrug the sleepiness away.
Jay scowled, "You gave all of us a scare you know-Falling like that, without even telling me-"
"It wasn't a joke" It was my turn to frown.
Jay grinned, "I know, you should've seen the look on Hermione's face- she was shrieking along with Snape"
I slowly smiled, "Snape?"
"Not that he felt sorry for you or anything" Jay glanced at Pomprey (Madam Pomprey: "Get out!") Jay ignored, "Snape was shrieking at Hermione to stop shrieking, man-"
"Mister SIKEM!" Madam Pomprey hollered
"Yeah, Snape kinda sounded like Ms. Pomprey here" Jay's grin widened.
I laughed. I guess that was it for Madam Pomprey, she practically threw him out the door-
"OUCH!" Jay's voice could be heard outside.
I laughed, slowly lying down on my bed.
Madam Pomprey sniffed, "Mister Black?"
"Yes, Madam Pomprey?"
"Miss Weasley is here to see you"
I groaned, "What does she want?"
Madam Pomprey raised an eyebrow, "Isn't she your friend?"
I glared at her, "No-no, she is NOT my friend"
Pomprey shrugged, "She's here nonetheless-"
"Can you kick her out like the way you kicked Jay-" I began, as Ginny's face appeared.
I groaned louder, (Madam Pomprey giving me that look). With a finally sniff, Madam Pomprey walked away, quickly tending another patient who had just came in this morning with a quill stuck up his nose.
"Well" I began, as Ginny walked towards my bed.
"Are you alright?"
I gaped. I hadn't been ready for this. Ginny- Of course, I expected her to come to me to start screaming at my face for losing points from Gryffindor. I expected her bossy attitude. Not this Are-You-Alright concern from her.
"What?" Ginny asked irritably, "Did I just ask the most hardest question in the world?"
"No, I am not all right" I grinned, "I will be, once you leave my presence, that is-"
Ginny sighed, "I guess you are okay"
"Since when have you been worried for me?" I asked innocently.
Ginny frowned, "This is the thing I get from you, when I only came by to see if you were okay"
I glanced up smiling, and my smile vanished instantly, "Sorry" I muttered.
Ginny still did not budge.
"Look, I'm sorry- I'm okay- don't pull a hair, sheesh" I mumbled
Ginny straightened, "Are you coming to class?"
"Why do you want to know?"
"Because I just wanted to warn you, well, we have double Potions-And Snape, or so I have heard, was not very happy with you last night" Ginny replied.
"Your brother told you huh?" I wondered aloud.
"No, actually, Harry did-but that does not matter- Does it?"
"No, ma'am!" I saluted
Ginny lingered, "Well, Ron and Harry want to see you-they'll be here- so.....see you later"
"Wait!"
Ginny turned.
"I'm coming to class, don't worry about Snape"
Ginny's lips almost gave away a smile, "Snape will kill you-He hates you"
I grinned, "I know- I like bothering him-it's fun"
"You are crazy"
"I know"
"Well, see you" I watched Ginny slip out. I sighed, this world was coming to an end. Ginny and Friendly did not match.
"Hey ya James!"
"Ron!" I saw the tall red-haired gangly kid along with Harry.
"Keep your voice down!" Madam Pomprey glared at the both of them.
"You alright?" Harry asked
"I guess" I shrugged, I grinned, "I heard"
Ron nodded, "Snape was still angry at you, even when you fainted"
"I don't even know why he hates me so much" I shrugged again, "Why does he hate you guys?"
"Same reason here-We don't know- and you know Snape, he hates the world" Ron shook his head. Harry and I laughed.
"I better get going to class" I mumbled, getting off the bed.
"Are you sure you're okay?" Harry asked again.
I shrugged, "I feel fine"
"Let's get outta here"
The End of Chapter 7
Author's Note: I'd like to thank all those people who reviewed during my last six chapters:
Tisha, Keara Jordan (Let's kill Snape), Kat, Prongs, Patricia, Pixie, Mercutia13579, Happy Farmer, anime-girl mika, TheStek, pakiprincezz, momo, SaneLunatic.
PLEASE I NEED MORE REVIEWS!! THEY ARE AIR TO ME!!! I BREATHE THEM!!! I LIVE THEM!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHh okay, see you guys in the next chapt.
~DarkMyst~*
HARRY AND CO. nor do I own Hogwarts, nor whatever....belongs to JK Rowling.
So don't sue me or anything aiight?
Title: The Rising
Sub-Title: The Other Stories of James Black
Background stuff: Time set in Book 5, but Harry is not the main character.
Rating of this chapter: G or PG, can't tell the difference.
Main Character: James Ryan Black
Minor Characters: Jay Sikem, Harry Potter, and whatever, just read the story to find out.
The Summary: .......
The Rising
"James, are you hurt?"
I looked up at Dumbledore, unable to swallow what he just bluntly said.
"I-I don't think I heard you properly Professor-" I stammered, my eyes blinking rapidly making sure I wasn't hallucinating.
Dumbledore sighed, he stood up. I stood up from the floor, ignoring my aching back.
"James Black, you indeed have a father, a biological father"
I fell over again.
I stood up quickly. "W-what- sir, I don't have a father-my father is dead- he was a Muggle-"
Dumbledore sternly stared at me for a few moments.
This could not be! This could not be! If I really did have a biological father alive, why did he abandon me? Why had he sent me in the Muggle orphanage to live for two years!? My head continued its pounding. My head crammed with questions.
I continued rambling, "I can't! He- my real father is dead, so is my real mother!-"
"I am sorry James, I shouldn't have told you, but it is more easier if the news reaches you sooner" Dumbledore interrupted.
I stopped.
"Does he- he know- about me?" I timidly asked, my head still hurting.
After another long pause, "Yes"
I flinched. He knew. He KNEW. And he never-
"From time, James, you will understand why your father has-left you (More like abandoned, I darkly thought). But now-now, you will not"
Silence.
With difficulty, Dumbledore started again, "Your father is a wizard James, so is your mother....Your mother died after giving you, and your father-your father-"
"Ran away" I bitterly finished.
Dumbledore took a seat, "He had to"
I blinked. What was that supposed to mean?
"So-Professor, who exactly is this man- I mean my father- What-What's his name?" I slowly worded.
"I can not tell you,-in fact" Dumbledore's smile was back, "I arranged him to meet you"
I gaped.
"Meet him in person?" I couldn't hold back, "When? How?-"
"Anytime you are ready" Dumbledore answered.
I paused, "I don't think I'll ever be ready, Professor"
***
So for the rest of the er-night (morning more likely), I stayed in the hospital wing, thinking. Brooding.....
I wonder- I shrugged away the thought. The guy who left me alone-that little (.......), he- he left me! He was no father of mine! God, who the hell did he think he was? Suddenly I wondered if, during the year, if I can visit one of those Muggle psychology programs that they have specializing the bonding of father and son sort of things.
I flipped over on my bed blinking at the darkness. Dumbledore had said that if I thought I was ready, to call him at his office. I don't even think I will.
I'd rather stay in the orphanage.
Because of HIM (Pummeling my pillow angrily), I would have stayed in the orphanage all my life! The kind Muggles, my only family, because of THEM, I learned what love and family was. Now they were dead.
Dead
I blinked again. Good thing I was the only one in this room.
I flipped over, uncomfortably again. Voldemort. I hated that name. The sound of it. I'll make sure he paid. It was his fault! If it weren't for him, I would have still had my family, and not know that I had a bum father who abandoned me.
Voldemort. What was so frightening about him? What!? I grinned at my own boldness. I'll make sure he paid. A sudden wave of fatigue overwhelmed me. I guess I was tired, rambling on and on about revenge. Tired......sleepy........
***
"OH JAMES!" a high pitch annoying voice woke me up.
"Ugh" I grunted.
In the background I heard Madam Pomprey yelling, "Oh be quiet! He needs his rest! He's asleep!-"
"NOT FOR LONG MA'AM!" the voice hollered.
I sat up, rubbing my eyes, "What-what-?"
"You up now?" I groaned seeing Jay's grinning face, as he jumped on my bed shaking me.
"I'm UP!" I pushed him off of me, getting up stretching.
"Man, why'd you faint on me like that!" Jay angrily got up, as I yawned.
"Huh?" I mumbled trying to shrug the sleepiness away.
Jay scowled, "You gave all of us a scare you know-Falling like that, without even telling me-"
"It wasn't a joke" It was my turn to frown.
Jay grinned, "I know, you should've seen the look on Hermione's face- she was shrieking along with Snape"
I slowly smiled, "Snape?"
"Not that he felt sorry for you or anything" Jay glanced at Pomprey (Madam Pomprey: "Get out!") Jay ignored, "Snape was shrieking at Hermione to stop shrieking, man-"
"Mister SIKEM!" Madam Pomprey hollered
"Yeah, Snape kinda sounded like Ms. Pomprey here" Jay's grin widened.
I laughed. I guess that was it for Madam Pomprey, she practically threw him out the door-
"OUCH!" Jay's voice could be heard outside.
I laughed, slowly lying down on my bed.
Madam Pomprey sniffed, "Mister Black?"
"Yes, Madam Pomprey?"
"Miss Weasley is here to see you"
I groaned, "What does she want?"
Madam Pomprey raised an eyebrow, "Isn't she your friend?"
I glared at her, "No-no, she is NOT my friend"
Pomprey shrugged, "She's here nonetheless-"
"Can you kick her out like the way you kicked Jay-" I began, as Ginny's face appeared.
I groaned louder, (Madam Pomprey giving me that look). With a finally sniff, Madam Pomprey walked away, quickly tending another patient who had just came in this morning with a quill stuck up his nose.
"Well" I began, as Ginny walked towards my bed.
"Are you alright?"
I gaped. I hadn't been ready for this. Ginny- Of course, I expected her to come to me to start screaming at my face for losing points from Gryffindor. I expected her bossy attitude. Not this Are-You-Alright concern from her.
"What?" Ginny asked irritably, "Did I just ask the most hardest question in the world?"
"No, I am not all right" I grinned, "I will be, once you leave my presence, that is-"
Ginny sighed, "I guess you are okay"
"Since when have you been worried for me?" I asked innocently.
Ginny frowned, "This is the thing I get from you, when I only came by to see if you were okay"
I glanced up smiling, and my smile vanished instantly, "Sorry" I muttered.
Ginny still did not budge.
"Look, I'm sorry- I'm okay- don't pull a hair, sheesh" I mumbled
Ginny straightened, "Are you coming to class?"
"Why do you want to know?"
"Because I just wanted to warn you, well, we have double Potions-And Snape, or so I have heard, was not very happy with you last night" Ginny replied.
"Your brother told you huh?" I wondered aloud.
"No, actually, Harry did-but that does not matter- Does it?"
"No, ma'am!" I saluted
Ginny lingered, "Well, Ron and Harry want to see you-they'll be here- so.....see you later"
"Wait!"
Ginny turned.
"I'm coming to class, don't worry about Snape"
Ginny's lips almost gave away a smile, "Snape will kill you-He hates you"
I grinned, "I know- I like bothering him-it's fun"
"You are crazy"
"I know"
"Well, see you" I watched Ginny slip out. I sighed, this world was coming to an end. Ginny and Friendly did not match.
"Hey ya James!"
"Ron!" I saw the tall red-haired gangly kid along with Harry.
"Keep your voice down!" Madam Pomprey glared at the both of them.
"You alright?" Harry asked
"I guess" I shrugged, I grinned, "I heard"
Ron nodded, "Snape was still angry at you, even when you fainted"
"I don't even know why he hates me so much" I shrugged again, "Why does he hate you guys?"
"Same reason here-We don't know- and you know Snape, he hates the world" Ron shook his head. Harry and I laughed.
"I better get going to class" I mumbled, getting off the bed.
"Are you sure you're okay?" Harry asked again.
I shrugged, "I feel fine"
"Let's get outta here"
The End of Chapter 7
Author's Note: I'd like to thank all those people who reviewed during my last six chapters:
Tisha, Keara Jordan (Let's kill Snape), Kat, Prongs, Patricia, Pixie, Mercutia13579, Happy Farmer, anime-girl mika, TheStek, pakiprincezz, momo, SaneLunatic.
PLEASE I NEED MORE REVIEWS!! THEY ARE AIR TO ME!!! I BREATHE THEM!!! I LIVE THEM!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHh okay, see you guys in the next chapt.
~DarkMyst~*