Harry looked up at the beautiful red head above him. She was slowly
stroking her slender hands through his jet-black hair. He knew she was
worried about him and with good reason. Voldemort was spreading terror
around the globe and the world had seemed to turn to him for help.
Newspapers now had front pages focusing on him and when he was going to get
rid of the Dark Lord and his scar was hurting almost all the time.
Harry was ¾ of the way through his sixth year of Hogwarts and his secret girlfriend, Vesta, had come that year and he fell in love with her at once.
Harry didn't want her hurt and he knew that if Voldemort found out about his connection with Vesta, he would try and get her at once. It took a while for Harry to convince Vesta that this was for the best; she was stubborn and didn't like to feel weak.
'Harry,' Vesta said quietly, 'are you alright?'
Harry smiled up her. 'I am when I'm with you.' They could hardly see each other. Vesta was in Slytherin, though Harry didn't know why, she wasn't like the rest of them. She was kind, loving and very brave. With the rise of Voldemort, Sytherin and Gryfindor were now bigger rivals than ever before.
It was Saturday and Harry and Vesta were at the farthest part of the lake they could get to and they were hidden from the castle by an enormous picky- purple flowered bush. Luckily not many people came this far out and if they did Harry and Vesta would be able to hear them from a mile off.
'Lets run away.'
'What!' Harry looked up at her questionably.
Her light, ice-blue eyes with their unusual flecks of red stared into his bright green ones. 'You can't say this is good for you,' she said still stroking his hair, 'I can tell it when you lie to me.' Harry turned away.
'But where would we go, what would we do?' he said with a slight shake in his voice.
'I have been thinking about it for a long time about it. Don't give me that look. We wouldn't go forever, just till you can get better and can cope. You look more tired every day, I know you hate to admit it but he is getting stronger, closer and your getting scared. We have done our O.L.W.S and it will be more than a year before our N.E.W.T.S. If we continued to study and don't use magic we could still keep up with the studies and not be found.' Harry still looked unsure.
'We are the best in our year,' she continued, 'if you don't include Hermione, we could probably pass even what we would learn here at school. They all think that you can stop him. You, right now, are the only person who thinks you can't. Your too young for this and deep down they all know it'
'But, what about everyone here and especially Snuffles, he would be heart broken.'
'We could write letters to them occasionally and leave them one when we go. If they love you, they will understand.'
Harry smiled, 'I love you.'
'I love you too.'
Two days later, everyone that Harry cared about, Vesta had no one, had been sent a letter and there wasn't a trace of them left of them in the castle. All, but a single letter which said-
I will be fine. I just need time. Please do not try and find me.
Harry Potter.
The week that followed was the worst in wizard history with everyone in a panic. Everyone imaginable had been sent to find Harry Potter and the mysterious, orphaned sixth year Slytherin.
The Boy Who Lived was gone.
Ron half carried a crying Hermione in to the Great Hall, as he himself had silent tears running down his face.
Dumbledore stood up as the whole school whispered about what might have happened. 'Students, today something terrible has happened. We believe that Harry Potter and Vesta Marks have been kidnapped.' There was uproar in the hall. 'Please!' Dumbledore bellowed, 'if you know anything about Harry Potter and Vesta Marks' whereabouts please speak to your head of house. Good day.'
And he walked swiftly out of the hall, followed by most of the teachers and Ron and Hermione who had less then half an hour ago found the letter signed by Harry.
They arrived at the stone gargoyle and the Headmaster turned to Ron and Hermione. All the usual sparkle in his bright blue eyes was gone 'I think it is best if you don't come up and go back to your dorm,' Ron nodded at this, 'I will speak to you later; no school for you today.'
The teachers gathered around the office as Dumbledore conjured up some chairs. 'What's happened?' and 'Where are they?' were thrown at Dumbledore the second they sat down.
'Please, I do not know anything. This,' he showed the letter to everyone, 'was all they left.
'I do not know if they left by their own will. But there is a secret about Vesta Marks and Harry Potter that you do not know; they themselves have no idea. Firstly, Harry Potter is the heir of Gryffindor,' there was a stony silence through out the room, 'as was James Potter. That is why Voldemort wanted to kill James and Harry, not Lily. The reason why Lily was killed was that she wanted to protect her son. That is why Voldemort wanted to kill the Potters.
'Also a terrible thing happened, 5 months before Harry was born Voldemort raped one of the most magical of all creatures, including us. None of you would have heard of them. The one he raped was in our language and terms like a princess; she was Princess Monticasu of the High Fire Clan Mossa. Vesta is the result. She is the Heir of Slytherin and soon to be Queen of the Sashely's. Her mother is sick and on her deathbed. She is only 456 years old, just out of her teens for her people. When her mother dies, the Sashely's will probably want to take Vesta back to their home with them.'
No one spoke for quite some time. 'Do you think she found out about the Dark Lord being her father and got Harry for him?' said Snape bluntly.
'I hope not, they were either kidnapped, ran away together or she took him,' said Dumbledore as he put his head in his hands; no one had see the Headmaster like this. That was the end of the meeting.
Dumbledore contacted the Ministry of Magic and they sent their best Aurors and trackers to find them, but nobody got anywhere close to them; they had covered their tracks well.
There was no contact for months. Until, one rainy day, when Albus Dumbledore would get the shock of his life - He only had six and a half months to get them to Hogwarts, train them and get them to kill the Dark Lord. Otherwise the destiny of the defeat would go to the next Potter, the unborn child in Vesta.
This is my first ever attempt at writing anything. If you think it just plain sucks! Review and tell me and I'll stop writing it.
Or you can review and tell me u love it! Either one.
I'll try and update once a week at least.
Bye, bye. - Loz
Harry was ¾ of the way through his sixth year of Hogwarts and his secret girlfriend, Vesta, had come that year and he fell in love with her at once.
Harry didn't want her hurt and he knew that if Voldemort found out about his connection with Vesta, he would try and get her at once. It took a while for Harry to convince Vesta that this was for the best; she was stubborn and didn't like to feel weak.
'Harry,' Vesta said quietly, 'are you alright?'
Harry smiled up her. 'I am when I'm with you.' They could hardly see each other. Vesta was in Slytherin, though Harry didn't know why, she wasn't like the rest of them. She was kind, loving and very brave. With the rise of Voldemort, Sytherin and Gryfindor were now bigger rivals than ever before.
It was Saturday and Harry and Vesta were at the farthest part of the lake they could get to and they were hidden from the castle by an enormous picky- purple flowered bush. Luckily not many people came this far out and if they did Harry and Vesta would be able to hear them from a mile off.
'Lets run away.'
'What!' Harry looked up at her questionably.
Her light, ice-blue eyes with their unusual flecks of red stared into his bright green ones. 'You can't say this is good for you,' she said still stroking his hair, 'I can tell it when you lie to me.' Harry turned away.
'But where would we go, what would we do?' he said with a slight shake in his voice.
'I have been thinking about it for a long time about it. Don't give me that look. We wouldn't go forever, just till you can get better and can cope. You look more tired every day, I know you hate to admit it but he is getting stronger, closer and your getting scared. We have done our O.L.W.S and it will be more than a year before our N.E.W.T.S. If we continued to study and don't use magic we could still keep up with the studies and not be found.' Harry still looked unsure.
'We are the best in our year,' she continued, 'if you don't include Hermione, we could probably pass even what we would learn here at school. They all think that you can stop him. You, right now, are the only person who thinks you can't. Your too young for this and deep down they all know it'
'But, what about everyone here and especially Snuffles, he would be heart broken.'
'We could write letters to them occasionally and leave them one when we go. If they love you, they will understand.'
Harry smiled, 'I love you.'
'I love you too.'
Two days later, everyone that Harry cared about, Vesta had no one, had been sent a letter and there wasn't a trace of them left of them in the castle. All, but a single letter which said-
I will be fine. I just need time. Please do not try and find me.
Harry Potter.
The week that followed was the worst in wizard history with everyone in a panic. Everyone imaginable had been sent to find Harry Potter and the mysterious, orphaned sixth year Slytherin.
The Boy Who Lived was gone.
Ron half carried a crying Hermione in to the Great Hall, as he himself had silent tears running down his face.
Dumbledore stood up as the whole school whispered about what might have happened. 'Students, today something terrible has happened. We believe that Harry Potter and Vesta Marks have been kidnapped.' There was uproar in the hall. 'Please!' Dumbledore bellowed, 'if you know anything about Harry Potter and Vesta Marks' whereabouts please speak to your head of house. Good day.'
And he walked swiftly out of the hall, followed by most of the teachers and Ron and Hermione who had less then half an hour ago found the letter signed by Harry.
They arrived at the stone gargoyle and the Headmaster turned to Ron and Hermione. All the usual sparkle in his bright blue eyes was gone 'I think it is best if you don't come up and go back to your dorm,' Ron nodded at this, 'I will speak to you later; no school for you today.'
The teachers gathered around the office as Dumbledore conjured up some chairs. 'What's happened?' and 'Where are they?' were thrown at Dumbledore the second they sat down.
'Please, I do not know anything. This,' he showed the letter to everyone, 'was all they left.
'I do not know if they left by their own will. But there is a secret about Vesta Marks and Harry Potter that you do not know; they themselves have no idea. Firstly, Harry Potter is the heir of Gryffindor,' there was a stony silence through out the room, 'as was James Potter. That is why Voldemort wanted to kill James and Harry, not Lily. The reason why Lily was killed was that she wanted to protect her son. That is why Voldemort wanted to kill the Potters.
'Also a terrible thing happened, 5 months before Harry was born Voldemort raped one of the most magical of all creatures, including us. None of you would have heard of them. The one he raped was in our language and terms like a princess; she was Princess Monticasu of the High Fire Clan Mossa. Vesta is the result. She is the Heir of Slytherin and soon to be Queen of the Sashely's. Her mother is sick and on her deathbed. She is only 456 years old, just out of her teens for her people. When her mother dies, the Sashely's will probably want to take Vesta back to their home with them.'
No one spoke for quite some time. 'Do you think she found out about the Dark Lord being her father and got Harry for him?' said Snape bluntly.
'I hope not, they were either kidnapped, ran away together or she took him,' said Dumbledore as he put his head in his hands; no one had see the Headmaster like this. That was the end of the meeting.
Dumbledore contacted the Ministry of Magic and they sent their best Aurors and trackers to find them, but nobody got anywhere close to them; they had covered their tracks well.
There was no contact for months. Until, one rainy day, when Albus Dumbledore would get the shock of his life - He only had six and a half months to get them to Hogwarts, train them and get them to kill the Dark Lord. Otherwise the destiny of the defeat would go to the next Potter, the unborn child in Vesta.
This is my first ever attempt at writing anything. If you think it just plain sucks! Review and tell me and I'll stop writing it.
Or you can review and tell me u love it! Either one.
I'll try and update once a week at least.
Bye, bye. - Loz