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Dangers in the past:
Ryan quickly made his way up to his room, passing rows of students who looked at him curiously. When he finally entered his living room he saw Ron carefully closing the door to Harry's room.
"Ron?" The teenager spun around and looked at him surprised.
"Oh, hello Ryan, you startled me."
"Sorry, is Harry sleeping?" The boy nodded while Ryan walked to his side.
"Yes, he just collapsed on the bed, I didn't dare to put him more comfortable and just put a blanket over him to keep him warm. I was planning on going to get you right now." Ryan nodded and smiled.
"Thanks Ron. Go eat lunch I'm sure you're starving and Hermione is waiting for you."
"Ok, bye Ryan, see you later."
Once Ron left the room Ryan walked in Harry's room. He saw his godson laying peacefully on the bed, Ron had closed the windows and dimmed the light in the room. Carefully he sat down next to Harry and pulled his robes away, leaving him in his shirt and jeans. He lifted his godson in his arms and put the covers back. He gently laid Harry in bed and tucked him in. After making sure Harry was comfortable he walked to the door intending to go to his room, but before he could get out Harry sat up sharply, his eyes wide open and looking frantically around, barely noticing his godfather standing near the door, looking at him startled.
"Harry, did you have a nightmare?" Ryan approached the bed but Harry sprang out of it and began to put on his shoes, ignoring his question. "Harry, what's wrong, kid?" Harry shook his head and stood up.
"Something's wrong in the great hall." Without further comment the boy tore out of the room with Ryan following in his tracks.
Ryan looked in something akin to wonder at the boy running in front of him, all the tiredness had left his body and was now replaced by sheer power. The same power that had ended Voldemort in the first place and the power Harry always kept hidden inside his soul. It was in these moment that Harry looked every inch the powerful wizard he was and Ryan was thankful to have him at his side and not at the receiving end of the kid's power.
In the great hall Dumbledore had been sitting in his place looking pensively at the gryffindor table. More specially at his two new exchange students. Flitwick had come to see him after the lesson he had had with them and reported on their astounding control of the disarming charm and in the power he had seen in the two children. Not even two hours later Minerva had come in with much the same information. They had been expecting Harry to have an easy time with his classes, but it seemed his friends were not far behind with their abilities. They had all the potential to become some of the best students of Hogwarts, yet Minerva was sure Harry was even more powerful than he had showed in his lessons so far and Dumbledore had learned to trust his deputy headmistress in these kind of things. He didn't quite know what to make about the whole thing. Three new students, all three sorted in gryffindor and wielding outstanding abilities. Not to mention the relationship they sustained with his three new teachers. Somehow he was beginning to doubt it was coincidence.
Before he could continue that train of thought his insides froze, all students stopped talking at once leaving the hall deathly silent. The temperature in the room dropped suddenly. Only one thing could do that, dementors. The headmaster stood up quickly and took out his wand. It seemed he was not the only one who had reached the same conclusion, McGonagall, Daniel and Ethan had stood up at the same time and were now looking intently at the door. The students began to shift nervously in their seats and Dumbledore knew he had to say something or else they were going to panic.
"Please, students, stay seated, we will deal with whatever has entered the castle, you all can help us by staying were you are." All children obeyed him except two. Ron and Hermione had stood up and were now standing in front of the marauders and Lily, ignoring their whispers for them to sit down. They were looking intently at the door with their wands in their hands. Dumbledore wondered if they knew what was at the other side of the door, they seemed to be very sure of themselves. Suddenly Daniel's voice broke the silence.
"Ron, Hermione, patronus when I say. Where are Ryan and Harry?" Ron turned slightly to him, still keeping a watchful eye on the door.
"They are in their rooms. Don't worry, you know Harry always senses when something's wrong, they will be here in no time." The man didn't answer, he had a faraway look, he seemed to be listening for something. The rest of the teachers had now stood up too and were looking between Daniel and the two teenagers, wondering what was going on, there was no way that two fifth year students could be able to conjure a patronus. Daniel suddenly snapped.
"Now!"
"Expecto Patronum." The doors opened at the same time that the four silvery figures emerged. Dumbledore could easily recognise a large wolf as Daniel's patronus, a dragon for Ethan, an elve for Hermione and a lion for Ron. The four figures began to battle the dementors that had been about to enter the room and were soon joined by McGonagall's cat and Dumbledore's phoenix. The fight seemed to be balanced, neither party could get the upper hand in the fight. Dumbledore was thinking about a way to help the patronus when two new figures joined the fight from behind. He could see it was a large dog and a brilliant stag, whoever had conjured the beautiful animal was sure to be very powerful. He looked to Daniel that was looking at the fight, a small smile framing his lips.
"Daniel?" The man turned to him slightly.
"Yes, headmaster?"
"Do you know who conjured those patronus?" Daniel nodded.
"Ryan and Harry, Ron was right when he said they would know that something was wrong"
"I see."
Dumbledore looked at the battle again and noticed very few dementors were left, he was about to sigh from relieve when a cold voice made his heart freeze.
"Avada Kedavra!"
To be continued...
Author's notes: Thanks for all reviews.
Dangers in the past:
Ryan quickly made his way up to his room, passing rows of students who looked at him curiously. When he finally entered his living room he saw Ron carefully closing the door to Harry's room.
"Ron?" The teenager spun around and looked at him surprised.
"Oh, hello Ryan, you startled me."
"Sorry, is Harry sleeping?" The boy nodded while Ryan walked to his side.
"Yes, he just collapsed on the bed, I didn't dare to put him more comfortable and just put a blanket over him to keep him warm. I was planning on going to get you right now." Ryan nodded and smiled.
"Thanks Ron. Go eat lunch I'm sure you're starving and Hermione is waiting for you."
"Ok, bye Ryan, see you later."
Once Ron left the room Ryan walked in Harry's room. He saw his godson laying peacefully on the bed, Ron had closed the windows and dimmed the light in the room. Carefully he sat down next to Harry and pulled his robes away, leaving him in his shirt and jeans. He lifted his godson in his arms and put the covers back. He gently laid Harry in bed and tucked him in. After making sure Harry was comfortable he walked to the door intending to go to his room, but before he could get out Harry sat up sharply, his eyes wide open and looking frantically around, barely noticing his godfather standing near the door, looking at him startled.
"Harry, did you have a nightmare?" Ryan approached the bed but Harry sprang out of it and began to put on his shoes, ignoring his question. "Harry, what's wrong, kid?" Harry shook his head and stood up.
"Something's wrong in the great hall." Without further comment the boy tore out of the room with Ryan following in his tracks.
Ryan looked in something akin to wonder at the boy running in front of him, all the tiredness had left his body and was now replaced by sheer power. The same power that had ended Voldemort in the first place and the power Harry always kept hidden inside his soul. It was in these moment that Harry looked every inch the powerful wizard he was and Ryan was thankful to have him at his side and not at the receiving end of the kid's power.
In the great hall Dumbledore had been sitting in his place looking pensively at the gryffindor table. More specially at his two new exchange students. Flitwick had come to see him after the lesson he had had with them and reported on their astounding control of the disarming charm and in the power he had seen in the two children. Not even two hours later Minerva had come in with much the same information. They had been expecting Harry to have an easy time with his classes, but it seemed his friends were not far behind with their abilities. They had all the potential to become some of the best students of Hogwarts, yet Minerva was sure Harry was even more powerful than he had showed in his lessons so far and Dumbledore had learned to trust his deputy headmistress in these kind of things. He didn't quite know what to make about the whole thing. Three new students, all three sorted in gryffindor and wielding outstanding abilities. Not to mention the relationship they sustained with his three new teachers. Somehow he was beginning to doubt it was coincidence.
Before he could continue that train of thought his insides froze, all students stopped talking at once leaving the hall deathly silent. The temperature in the room dropped suddenly. Only one thing could do that, dementors. The headmaster stood up quickly and took out his wand. It seemed he was not the only one who had reached the same conclusion, McGonagall, Daniel and Ethan had stood up at the same time and were now looking intently at the door. The students began to shift nervously in their seats and Dumbledore knew he had to say something or else they were going to panic.
"Please, students, stay seated, we will deal with whatever has entered the castle, you all can help us by staying were you are." All children obeyed him except two. Ron and Hermione had stood up and were now standing in front of the marauders and Lily, ignoring their whispers for them to sit down. They were looking intently at the door with their wands in their hands. Dumbledore wondered if they knew what was at the other side of the door, they seemed to be very sure of themselves. Suddenly Daniel's voice broke the silence.
"Ron, Hermione, patronus when I say. Where are Ryan and Harry?" Ron turned slightly to him, still keeping a watchful eye on the door.
"They are in their rooms. Don't worry, you know Harry always senses when something's wrong, they will be here in no time." The man didn't answer, he had a faraway look, he seemed to be listening for something. The rest of the teachers had now stood up too and were looking between Daniel and the two teenagers, wondering what was going on, there was no way that two fifth year students could be able to conjure a patronus. Daniel suddenly snapped.
"Now!"
"Expecto Patronum." The doors opened at the same time that the four silvery figures emerged. Dumbledore could easily recognise a large wolf as Daniel's patronus, a dragon for Ethan, an elve for Hermione and a lion for Ron. The four figures began to battle the dementors that had been about to enter the room and were soon joined by McGonagall's cat and Dumbledore's phoenix. The fight seemed to be balanced, neither party could get the upper hand in the fight. Dumbledore was thinking about a way to help the patronus when two new figures joined the fight from behind. He could see it was a large dog and a brilliant stag, whoever had conjured the beautiful animal was sure to be very powerful. He looked to Daniel that was looking at the fight, a small smile framing his lips.
"Daniel?" The man turned to him slightly.
"Yes, headmaster?"
"Do you know who conjured those patronus?" Daniel nodded.
"Ryan and Harry, Ron was right when he said they would know that something was wrong"
"I see."
Dumbledore looked at the battle again and noticed very few dementors were left, he was about to sigh from relieve when a cold voice made his heart freeze.
"Avada Kedavra!"
To be continued...
Author's notes: Thanks for all reviews.