Harry Potter and the Children's Crusades
Harry Potter theme and related characters are property of J.K. Rowling. Plot and character Naera Vale is property of Meisako Pyoko-Chan (Melissa Pomeroy), 2002. Any and all reviews appriaciated.~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~
chapter EIGHT: Haircuts and Old Friends
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Welcome to my version of Harry's sixth year at Hogwarts. This is the story of Harry, Ron, Hermione, just about everyone else, and a new character, Naera Vale. Please read my rendition of Harry's fifth year, Harry Potter and the Fallen Angel at Hogwart (complete), and Lily and James (from seventh year to that fateful night), Until Death Do Us Part (work in progress).
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"Ah.. Sirius?" Harry said rather loudly. His godfather jumped and looked at him.
"Huh?"
"This is Naera Vale. She saved me." Harry pointed to the young lady behind him.
Sirius nodded and walked in, taking Naera's hand. "Thank you for returning my godson to me. You have no idea how badly I've missed him." He shook her hand vigourusly.
"Only my job, Mr. Black. Only my job."
"How did you know I was Sirius Black?" Sirius took a step back and Harry watched them. Naera went silent.
"I work for the Ministry, Mr. Black. It would be a shame if I didn't know who you were. We've been hunting you down for the past three years." She looked him over. "You could do with a haircut yourself, Mr. Black. I'll give you one, if you'd like." Naera went back to zapping off Harry's hair.
"Call me Sirius, please, Naera." He pulled up a chair and sat.
"Mr. Black will do, and you may address me by Miss Vale," she hotly.
Sirius gapped at her then looked at Harry. Harry was just as perplexed as he was.
"Done, Harry," she handed him the mirror again. "Now, Mr. Black. Your turn."
She walked over to his chair and tried to run a comb through it, but the comb lost several of its teeth within the tangled black masses of his head. Naera shrugged and took her wand to his head. Within a few moments, Harry and Sirius had identical haircuts.
"Thank you, again, Naera, for everything." Harry held out his hand and they shook politely. "Thank you."
Naera smiled. "Anytime, Harry." She nodded to Sirius. "Good day, Mr. Black." With that, she left the room.
"She doesn't seem too fond of you, does she, Sirius?"
"What are you talking about? Naera Vale is some goddess Merlin has decided to grace me with! So temperate so mild! An angel!" Harry watched his godfather's eyes go misty.
"Oh really? Only if you are Petruchio, and she be Kate," Harry had to laugh. The scene reminded him somewhat of Taming of the Shrew, in a strange twisted way. "Come on. I need to get my things back to Hogwarts and you are going to help me." Another half hour later, Sirius and Harry were back in the Great Hall. It seemed that lunch had already begun.
Harry felt like a side show attraction as he and Sirius carried the filthy trunk across the room, with matching haircuts and Harry in the Headmaster's robes. The eyes of every student followed followed him curiosly. As for the exception of Ginny, Hermione, and Ron, almost no one here had seen him since he returned.
They dragged his things back to the Gryffindor Tower and Harry changed into the standard Hogwarts robes. He laid Dumbledore's robe neatly on his bed and then went down to the common room where Sirius was.
"Join me for lunch?"
"Sure, why not? I'm a free man and I can join my godson for lunch if I so desire!"
They found a few empty seats at the Gryffindor table across form Ron and Hermione. They talked up a storm all during the meal, including several comments about Sirius and Harry's matching haircuts.
"Say, Ron?" began Harry, "What's up with Ginny?"
"Ah, you mean Virgina?" Ron sniggered and Hermione hid a half smile behind her goblet. "It's a bit of a long story."
Harry put down his fork. "Ive got the time."
"Well," he began in a gossipy sort of way, "Ginny found out that it was you last year in Hermione's body.*** Bit of a shock, really. Neither of us expected it..." he raised an eyebrow at his friend, "and she was devistated. Apparently she told you something, thinking you were Hermione, and she went plain nutters. She convinced herself that you didn't come back to Hogwarts and didn't anwser any of our letters because she embarrassed you and you never wanted to see her again."
Harry was dumbstruck. Ginny was thinking that?
"So she went and got her hair cut, layered, feathered, and eventually she tried to dye it. But you can't hide Weasley hair very easily. She even asked people to stop calling her Ginny. She thought maybe if she matured, you'd come back. Silly girlish talk, I think."
"Oh Ron. You'll never understand girls! Especially if they are young. Girls do some pretty silly things when they are head over heels for some one." Hermione caught Harry's eye. "What did she tell you... erm, me... last year?" Hermione asked.
Harry shook his head, turning slightly red in the cheecks. "I promised her I wouldn't speak a word."
Sirius looked around at them. "Oh! I remember that! I wish I had owned a camera. I would have loved to have taken a picture of you in your skirt, Harry."
"Hardy har har har, Sirius. So, where is Ginny, anyway?" asked Harry.
"You mean Virgina," Ron corrected him, "She already finished her lunch. I think she already headed off to her next class. Potions, wasn't it?"
"I'll see you all later. I'm going to talk with Gi-Virgina." Harry pushed away from the table and made his way out the door.
The corridors were highly deserted and yet Harry still passed a few friends along the way. Seamus and Dean hailed to him and Harry hurried over.
"Hey, guys! Long time no see!"
"Yeah, Harry. Been a while. I hear that the Gryffindor Seeker is trying to convince McGonagall to let him drop the position so you can take it up. We've only had one game so far this year," said Dean with enthusiasm.
"Who was the Seeker?"
Dean smiled sheepishly. "Me. That's why we lost the first game..."
"Glad you're back, Harry. I had to replace the entire team! You know, you were in line to be Captain but seeing as I was the only Quidditch player with any experience..."
"What happened to Katie, Angelina, Alicia, and the twins?"
"Uh, Harry? They graduated last year, remember?"
"Ah... that's right..." Harry suddenly remembered something. "Oh! Seamus! I'm supposed to say 'Hey' to you," he said.
"From who?" Seamus looked at him curiously.
"Your grandad. He and your grandmother lent me some floo powder to get to the Ministry," Seamus stared at Harry, "and next time you see your grandmum, tell her thanks for the treacle tarts for me. They were delicious," Harry smiled, "Oh! Sorry! If you'll excuse me, I've got to find someone before classes start."
"That'll give you seven minutes, Harry! Better hurry!" Dean yelled as Harry started to run down the stairs to the dungeons. Seamus just gapped after him. When Harry found her, he was about to call out but he thought better. If Ginny didn't want to be called 'Ginny', then we would call her something else. Elizabeth!"
Ginny looked around and saw Harry. She smiled cheerfully up at him. "Hi."
He leaned up against the wall beside her and smiled. "How are you, Elizabeth?"
Her smiled turned into an akward sort of grimace. "I'm sorry, Harry, but I really don't like that name, Elizabeth. It's just not me."
"Neither is Virgina, it doesn't fit you very well, Ginny," he countered, "I like Ginny better."
Her face turned a deep red. She obviously hadn't heard Dumbledore call her 'Miss Weasley' earlier. "Did you know... the entire time?"
"No. I came looking for you to apologize. I should have seen it at first. I'm sorry I didn't recognize you," said Harry slowly, being careful to make sure she thought he didn't couldn't see the tears welling up in her eyes. She was extremely embarrassed.
"I just thought... that maybe... if..."
"Ron told me, Ginny. I didn't leave because of you. I left because I had to. Forgive me?"
She nodded, "But about what I said last year..."
"I never told a soul." Harry placed a hand over his heart.
"But still. Harry, I- I- I've got to go to class." Ginny turned suddenly and ran down the hall and through a doorway.
Harry felt awful. If only there was someway he could tell Ginny gently that he didn't have the same feelings for her. If there was someway he could let her down, without breaking her heart anymore than it had been. Harry mentally kicked himself. I'm such a jerk.
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***In my other story, Harry Potter and the Fallen Angel at Hogwarts, Harry's soul gets put in Hermione's body while Hermione's soul floats around aimlessly for a whole month... Very fun to write and even more fun to read!
I'm sooo sorry it took me so long! I was just busy with work and junk... SORRY!
TatraMegami: I thought you'd like the plot hole! Yeah! I'm Harry pooter's Number One FAN!! *cheer*
Slycat: There, you found out about Ginny... poor girl. :( Eh... about my boyfriend... I DON'T CARE ANYMORE!!!! :) Yeah... I'm just going to go kidnap Draco. I had a dream I got Tom Felton's number, last night! WOW! Good luck with school and soccer! Best wishes!
iluvsqual: Thanks for reading Fallen Angel. :) Now you'll understand some of the things that Ron and Harry discussed! This is groovy! Oh, there's more to Sirius and Naera than I'm letting on.... Mwuaa huaaa haaahaha! *ahem* Okay!
Switzerland: I know, I know! I'm sorry reviewers! Here's the update!
I have a new E-Mail: Slytherin_Angel@MostlySunny.com Please email me! :) I'd like that.
Harry Potter theme and related characters are property of J.K. Rowling. Plot and character Naera Vale is property of Meisako Pyoko-Chan (Melissa Pomeroy), 2002. Any and all reviews appriaciated.
chapter EIGHT: Haircuts and Old Friends
Welcome to my version of Harry's sixth year at Hogwarts. This is the story of Harry, Ron, Hermione, just about everyone else, and a new character, Naera Vale. Please read my rendition of Harry's fifth year, Harry Potter and the Fallen Angel at Hogwart (complete), and Lily and James (from seventh year to that fateful night), Until Death Do Us Part (work in progress).
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"Ah.. Sirius?" Harry said rather loudly. His godfather jumped and looked at him.
"Huh?"
"This is Naera Vale. She saved me." Harry pointed to the young lady behind him.
Sirius nodded and walked in, taking Naera's hand. "Thank you for returning my godson to me. You have no idea how badly I've missed him." He shook her hand vigourusly.
"Only my job, Mr. Black. Only my job."
"How did you know I was Sirius Black?" Sirius took a step back and Harry watched them. Naera went silent.
"I work for the Ministry, Mr. Black. It would be a shame if I didn't know who you were. We've been hunting you down for the past three years." She looked him over. "You could do with a haircut yourself, Mr. Black. I'll give you one, if you'd like." Naera went back to zapping off Harry's hair.
"Call me Sirius, please, Naera." He pulled up a chair and sat.
"Mr. Black will do, and you may address me by Miss Vale," she hotly.
Sirius gapped at her then looked at Harry. Harry was just as perplexed as he was.
"Done, Harry," she handed him the mirror again. "Now, Mr. Black. Your turn."
She walked over to his chair and tried to run a comb through it, but the comb lost several of its teeth within the tangled black masses of his head. Naera shrugged and took her wand to his head. Within a few moments, Harry and Sirius had identical haircuts.
"Thank you, again, Naera, for everything." Harry held out his hand and they shook politely. "Thank you."
Naera smiled. "Anytime, Harry." She nodded to Sirius. "Good day, Mr. Black." With that, she left the room.
"She doesn't seem too fond of you, does she, Sirius?"
"What are you talking about? Naera Vale is some goddess Merlin has decided to grace me with! So temperate so mild! An angel!" Harry watched his godfather's eyes go misty.
"Oh really? Only if you are Petruchio, and she be Kate," Harry had to laugh. The scene reminded him somewhat of Taming of the Shrew, in a strange twisted way. "Come on. I need to get my things back to Hogwarts and you are going to help me." Another half hour later, Sirius and Harry were back in the Great Hall. It seemed that lunch had already begun.
Harry felt like a side show attraction as he and Sirius carried the filthy trunk across the room, with matching haircuts and Harry in the Headmaster's robes. The eyes of every student followed followed him curiosly. As for the exception of Ginny, Hermione, and Ron, almost no one here had seen him since he returned.
They dragged his things back to the Gryffindor Tower and Harry changed into the standard Hogwarts robes. He laid Dumbledore's robe neatly on his bed and then went down to the common room where Sirius was.
"Join me for lunch?"
"Sure, why not? I'm a free man and I can join my godson for lunch if I so desire!"
They found a few empty seats at the Gryffindor table across form Ron and Hermione. They talked up a storm all during the meal, including several comments about Sirius and Harry's matching haircuts.
"Say, Ron?" began Harry, "What's up with Ginny?"
"Ah, you mean Virgina?" Ron sniggered and Hermione hid a half smile behind her goblet. "It's a bit of a long story."
Harry put down his fork. "Ive got the time."
"Well," he began in a gossipy sort of way, "Ginny found out that it was you last year in Hermione's body.*** Bit of a shock, really. Neither of us expected it..." he raised an eyebrow at his friend, "and she was devistated. Apparently she told you something, thinking you were Hermione, and she went plain nutters. She convinced herself that you didn't come back to Hogwarts and didn't anwser any of our letters because she embarrassed you and you never wanted to see her again."
Harry was dumbstruck. Ginny was thinking that?
"So she went and got her hair cut, layered, feathered, and eventually she tried to dye it. But you can't hide Weasley hair very easily. She even asked people to stop calling her Ginny. She thought maybe if she matured, you'd come back. Silly girlish talk, I think."
"Oh Ron. You'll never understand girls! Especially if they are young. Girls do some pretty silly things when they are head over heels for some one." Hermione caught Harry's eye. "What did she tell you... erm, me... last year?" Hermione asked.
Harry shook his head, turning slightly red in the cheecks. "I promised her I wouldn't speak a word."
Sirius looked around at them. "Oh! I remember that! I wish I had owned a camera. I would have loved to have taken a picture of you in your skirt, Harry."
"Hardy har har har, Sirius. So, where is Ginny, anyway?" asked Harry.
"You mean Virgina," Ron corrected him, "She already finished her lunch. I think she already headed off to her next class. Potions, wasn't it?"
"I'll see you all later. I'm going to talk with Gi-Virgina." Harry pushed away from the table and made his way out the door.
The corridors were highly deserted and yet Harry still passed a few friends along the way. Seamus and Dean hailed to him and Harry hurried over.
"Hey, guys! Long time no see!"
"Yeah, Harry. Been a while. I hear that the Gryffindor Seeker is trying to convince McGonagall to let him drop the position so you can take it up. We've only had one game so far this year," said Dean with enthusiasm.
"Who was the Seeker?"
Dean smiled sheepishly. "Me. That's why we lost the first game..."
"Glad you're back, Harry. I had to replace the entire team! You know, you were in line to be Captain but seeing as I was the only Quidditch player with any experience..."
"What happened to Katie, Angelina, Alicia, and the twins?"
"Uh, Harry? They graduated last year, remember?"
"Ah... that's right..." Harry suddenly remembered something. "Oh! Seamus! I'm supposed to say 'Hey' to you," he said.
"From who?" Seamus looked at him curiously.
"Your grandad. He and your grandmother lent me some floo powder to get to the Ministry," Seamus stared at Harry, "and next time you see your grandmum, tell her thanks for the treacle tarts for me. They were delicious," Harry smiled, "Oh! Sorry! If you'll excuse me, I've got to find someone before classes start."
"That'll give you seven minutes, Harry! Better hurry!" Dean yelled as Harry started to run down the stairs to the dungeons. Seamus just gapped after him. When Harry found her, he was about to call out but he thought better. If Ginny didn't want to be called 'Ginny', then we would call her something else. Elizabeth!"
Ginny looked around and saw Harry. She smiled cheerfully up at him. "Hi."
He leaned up against the wall beside her and smiled. "How are you, Elizabeth?"
Her smiled turned into an akward sort of grimace. "I'm sorry, Harry, but I really don't like that name, Elizabeth. It's just not me."
"Neither is Virgina, it doesn't fit you very well, Ginny," he countered, "I like Ginny better."
Her face turned a deep red. She obviously hadn't heard Dumbledore call her 'Miss Weasley' earlier. "Did you know... the entire time?"
"No. I came looking for you to apologize. I should have seen it at first. I'm sorry I didn't recognize you," said Harry slowly, being careful to make sure she thought he didn't couldn't see the tears welling up in her eyes. She was extremely embarrassed.
"I just thought... that maybe... if..."
"Ron told me, Ginny. I didn't leave because of you. I left because I had to. Forgive me?"
She nodded, "But about what I said last year..."
"I never told a soul." Harry placed a hand over his heart.
"But still. Harry, I- I- I've got to go to class." Ginny turned suddenly and ran down the hall and through a doorway.
Harry felt awful. If only there was someway he could tell Ginny gently that he didn't have the same feelings for her. If there was someway he could let her down, without breaking her heart anymore than it had been. Harry mentally kicked himself. I'm such a jerk.
***In my other story, Harry Potter and the Fallen Angel at Hogwarts, Harry's soul gets put in Hermione's body while Hermione's soul floats around aimlessly for a whole month... Very fun to write and even more fun to read!
I'm sooo sorry it took me so long! I was just busy with work and junk... SORRY!
TatraMegami: I thought you'd like the plot hole! Yeah! I'm Harry pooter's Number One FAN!! *cheer*
Slycat: There, you found out about Ginny... poor girl. :( Eh... about my boyfriend... I DON'T CARE ANYMORE!!!! :) Yeah... I'm just going to go kidnap Draco. I had a dream I got Tom Felton's number, last night! WOW! Good luck with school and soccer! Best wishes!
iluvsqual: Thanks for reading Fallen Angel. :) Now you'll understand some of the things that Ron and Harry discussed! This is groovy! Oh, there's more to Sirius and Naera than I'm letting on.... Mwuaa huaaa haaahaha! *ahem* Okay!
Switzerland: I know, I know! I'm sorry reviewers! Here's the update!
I have a new E-Mail: Slytherin_Angel@MostlySunny.com Please email me! :) I'd like that.