Disclaimer, I dont own them, I dont own them, I dont own them, dont sue. Simple, direct, and to the point.
Authors Note: Italics are in the past, as usual.
"This is so unfair.."Harry was pacing,"I don't deserve this, I don't deserve..."
"You don't deserve what Mr. Potter? You've been talking in your sleep for hours.."the girl said,"By the way I'm Lindsey..Doctor Peters told me that you went into Remission last month.."
"Yeah..but I'm still on medication..it's painfull..."he said, and looked at her,"I'm sorry..I have a past that I'm not proud of..."
"What kinda past?"Lindsey asked.
"A horrible one, let's just say that my family is dead and my friends think the same of me.."he said,"But that was in London..I came here to cure the cancer..and by some miracle, it's actually working..."he said, sitting up,"Thanks for bringing in the tea.."
"It's no problem..Mr. Potter.."
"Oh, call me Harry.."he said, and took a sip of tea, sighing.
"We always had tea in London..it's so nice to have it here.."
"How old are you?"
"I'll be twenty in a couple of weeks, you?"
"I'm twenty one.."she said, and smiled,"Listen..you're really nice..and really cute..do you think if you get out of here you'd like to go on a date sometime?"
"Absolutely.." he said, and smiled at her.
"Now get some rest..I'm counting on that date..."she said, and tucked him back under the covers.
"Thank you..."he said drowsily.
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When Albus Dumbledore walked into his office the last person he expected to see was a very tired and worn down looking Harry Potter, running a hand through his hair, annoyed. Dumbledore, sat down, and turned his chair around.
"It's excellent to see you in good health again, Harry.."
"Oh, Professor, I'm sorry..I didn't see..."Dumbledore interupted him.
"You're not my student anymore Harry..so you don't have to call me your professor.."Dumbledore said, standing up.
"I suppose I don't..I'm sorry..it was an old habit..."he said wearily, getting up,"Did Draco contact you?"he asked tiredly, the strain evident in his voice.
"I guessed that you would do that on your own..why are you here though, really..besides the fact that I wanted to see you..I can see that there is something in your eyes."Dumbledore said.
"You always could see something.."Harry said, and looked up,"I'm sick of this..am I the only saving grace of this whole damn world..and I'm sick of sacrificing love, and friendship..and life..so that I can save the world..after this, I'm done..if anything happens to any of my friends..past, present, or future..I'm going to kill him straight away..and then I'll kill myself.."
"I really think you're being inconsiderate here.."Dumbledore started, and Harry interupted him.
"Do you think I'm being inconsiderate? My parents were murdered..I have a twelve year old daughter I never knew about, and out of my two loves none of them have worked out. Having my friends there only hurts them, and I'm famous and hunted for something that I cant even remember! So Im not helping..and I don't care!"Harry said angrilly.
"You can choose to do what you wish..just remember..Ginny is a member of the Order..and Lily's name was drafted the moment she was born..do you really want to watch your child die because she had to take your place?"
"I'll help..but only because of Lily..being the heir of Gryffindor..is a horrible task that I utterly despied doing..but I'll kill him...I'll kill him if it kills me myself...Dudley can take care of the children..and Lily need not ever tell her mother that I am alive.."
"I think that some people already know that you are..Hello Harry.."Ron said sourly, staring at him from the doorway.
Harry swallowed thickly. This was going to be difficult.
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Sirius burst into the door of the Burrow, nearly knocking over Lily, who was busy working on a charms essay. His ring was glowing, and it hadn't glowed since the Order was still in service.
"Uncle Sirius..what the hell do you think you're doing? Do you think Flitwick would take this if it was covered in ink?"she asked, and he looked up. Her eyes..she had his eyes.
"Has anyone told you how much you look like your father?"he asked her, and she glanced up, staring at him.
"What do you know about my father?"she asked quietly.
"I'll tell you later Lily! Bill! Charlie! Arthur!"he yelled,"Get down here! The rings.."he trailed off when they all came downstairs.
"Yours too then?" Fred asked, coming in the kitchen door, George in tow,"This can only mean one thing..see you on Friday..seven pm..usually place...looks like we're going back to Hogwarts.."he finished, and picked up a handfull of floo,"I'm going to ask Ginny and Mum about it...but it really seems like.."
"Like Voldemort's back?" Lily interrupted, the words slipping from her mouth,"Oh..damn.."she said, looking at them. She had a lot of explaining to do.
END OF CHAPTER NINE
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