Meetings and Back-to-School Shopping
Harry awoke from his dream feeling slightly unnerved. It had been Sirius's note to him about trouble brewing. He kept having the odd feeling that there was something he should be paying more attention to. 'Weird,' he thought, and went back to sleep.
The Auror, however, couldn't sleep. Try as Dumbledor might, he couldn't put the Auror's fears to rest. 'I don't think he'll be willing to forgive me. too many betrayals in a life for one so young.' It prowled the house, alert for even the smallest of noises. There would be no escaping Fudge this time, if Harry got hurt. It didn't think it could stand being fired, on top of everything else. It would just be too much.
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"Are you leaving now?"
"Yes, Lord. I will come back once a month to report."
"No! You fool! I don't need anything form Hogwarts! I just need Harry Potter dead! Don't leave here yet. I want to plan his death. Every excruciating moment of it." Voldemort broke off, laughing maniacally.
"But Lord, the student could begin to show side effects."
"I don't care! We will attack soon enough. I have waited for this moment for 15 years- what makes you think that a few measly months will make any difference?"
"Sorry, Lord."
"You will return to your home now. Feed Nagini on your way out."
"Yes, Lord," said the Death Eater, shuddering. It hated when Voldemort was like this. They had to kill the boy now, or it would be too late.
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"Ron didn't come with George to pick you up?" Hermione asked Harry. "That's weird. I mean, that's not like him. I winder what could be so important that he would miss picking up his best friend."
"Well, I'm sure it was important-"
"Well, let's ask him," Hermione said as Ron walked in. "Hey Ron? Where were you when George was picking Harry up?"
Ron's ears turned red as he answered with a, "Didn't he tell you? Mum wouldn't let me come?"
"Why not?"
"Oh, she was just being picky. My room wasn't clean enough, she said. I had to clean it." Ron now appeared to be very uncomfortable.
Hermione gave him a look that clearly said, "You don't fool me." Then she turned back to Harry and they began discussing when they were going to Diagon Alley to get their school supplies. Ron joined in the conversation once he had begun breathing normally again, and they found out that they could go later that day. "Good," Harry said. "I wanna get it done and over with."
The Weasleys, Harry, and Hermione headed out to Diagon Alley that afternoon. They split up into groups, and agreed to meet at the Leaky Cauldron later. First, Harry, Ron, and Hermione headed into Flourish and Blotts. Hermione was getting her usually insane supply of quills and parchments (she got way more than necessary), while Harry and Ron looked around. Harry the found a part of the shop he'd never been into before, and as it wasn't roped off, he wandered into it.
There were cobwebs all over the place, and spiders spinning webs. It seemed to be a supply room of some kind, but not one that had been used anytime in the past century. Harry turned around to go back into the lighted part of the store, when a hand grabbed him from behind. With a muffled shout, he was pulled back into the shadows.
"Watch your step," a voice hissed in his ear. "You never know what the Darkness hides." With that, Harry was thrust back into the lighted part of the store. He turned, and found himself staring at a blank wall.
"Harry?"
"Right here. Ron, the weirdest thing just happened to me. There was this room back here, and somebody pulled me into it. Then they whispered something to me, pushed me back out here, and I turned around and the room was gone."
Ron gave Harry a scrutinizing look, and then shook his head. "No more of Mum's porridge for you."
"No, Ron, really. I swear." but he never finished, because the Hermione came over and dragged them out of the store and over to the Apothecary. Harry told Hermione what happened, and she too looked at him funny, and then said, "Are you sure you weren't daydreaming, Harry?"
Harry gave up trying to explain what had happened to his friends. The last thing they needed was him thinking that he was delusional or paranoid. He shrugged it off, and went to go get his books for the year with Ron and Hermione.
While he was looking for the Defense Against the Dark Arts book he needed, he bumped into someone behind him. He turned around to apologize, and found himself looking into the cold gray eyes of Malfoy. "What do you want Malfoy?"
"An apology would be nice, Potter." HE spat the name out with contempt.
"Sorry to disappoint you," said Harry, before walking off.
"Hey Potter! You might wanna watch your step. I heard that there might be some trouble this year." Malfoy yelled after him spitefully.
Harry determinedly walked straight ahead, and showed no sign of hearing that last comment. But he had heard, and he frowned. Was he paranoid? Or was something really big going to happen at Hogwarts this year? Then, showing that he truly was his father's son, he thought, 'At least I'll be there to be part of it, or see it!'
The Auror frowned, too. 'I knew Harry was supposed to be warned about the upcoming danger, but this is two times too many that he's been told to watch out. Something else is going on.' Shrugging, the Auror met up with Harry outside the shop. Maybe Fudge couldn't be trusted.
Harry waited for Ron and Hermione to catch up with him outside the shop. "Harry!" Ron called. "It's time to head over to the Leaky Cauldron!" Harry sighed with relief. This day was soon to be over. How he hated Mondays.
A/N: i absolutely love all u peeps who reviewed. thank u!!! i now know who the auror will be and who the death eater will be, and whose place the death eater will take. thanx so much or reviewing!!! i hope this kinda long chap makes up for me not posting for a while. the posts are slowing down now. i'm getting a social life!!! yayayayayayayayayayaya!!!
Harry awoke from his dream feeling slightly unnerved. It had been Sirius's note to him about trouble brewing. He kept having the odd feeling that there was something he should be paying more attention to. 'Weird,' he thought, and went back to sleep.
The Auror, however, couldn't sleep. Try as Dumbledor might, he couldn't put the Auror's fears to rest. 'I don't think he'll be willing to forgive me. too many betrayals in a life for one so young.' It prowled the house, alert for even the smallest of noises. There would be no escaping Fudge this time, if Harry got hurt. It didn't think it could stand being fired, on top of everything else. It would just be too much.
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"Are you leaving now?"
"Yes, Lord. I will come back once a month to report."
"No! You fool! I don't need anything form Hogwarts! I just need Harry Potter dead! Don't leave here yet. I want to plan his death. Every excruciating moment of it." Voldemort broke off, laughing maniacally.
"But Lord, the student could begin to show side effects."
"I don't care! We will attack soon enough. I have waited for this moment for 15 years- what makes you think that a few measly months will make any difference?"
"Sorry, Lord."
"You will return to your home now. Feed Nagini on your way out."
"Yes, Lord," said the Death Eater, shuddering. It hated when Voldemort was like this. They had to kill the boy now, or it would be too late.
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"Ron didn't come with George to pick you up?" Hermione asked Harry. "That's weird. I mean, that's not like him. I winder what could be so important that he would miss picking up his best friend."
"Well, I'm sure it was important-"
"Well, let's ask him," Hermione said as Ron walked in. "Hey Ron? Where were you when George was picking Harry up?"
Ron's ears turned red as he answered with a, "Didn't he tell you? Mum wouldn't let me come?"
"Why not?"
"Oh, she was just being picky. My room wasn't clean enough, she said. I had to clean it." Ron now appeared to be very uncomfortable.
Hermione gave him a look that clearly said, "You don't fool me." Then she turned back to Harry and they began discussing when they were going to Diagon Alley to get their school supplies. Ron joined in the conversation once he had begun breathing normally again, and they found out that they could go later that day. "Good," Harry said. "I wanna get it done and over with."
The Weasleys, Harry, and Hermione headed out to Diagon Alley that afternoon. They split up into groups, and agreed to meet at the Leaky Cauldron later. First, Harry, Ron, and Hermione headed into Flourish and Blotts. Hermione was getting her usually insane supply of quills and parchments (she got way more than necessary), while Harry and Ron looked around. Harry the found a part of the shop he'd never been into before, and as it wasn't roped off, he wandered into it.
There were cobwebs all over the place, and spiders spinning webs. It seemed to be a supply room of some kind, but not one that had been used anytime in the past century. Harry turned around to go back into the lighted part of the store, when a hand grabbed him from behind. With a muffled shout, he was pulled back into the shadows.
"Watch your step," a voice hissed in his ear. "You never know what the Darkness hides." With that, Harry was thrust back into the lighted part of the store. He turned, and found himself staring at a blank wall.
"Harry?"
"Right here. Ron, the weirdest thing just happened to me. There was this room back here, and somebody pulled me into it. Then they whispered something to me, pushed me back out here, and I turned around and the room was gone."
Ron gave Harry a scrutinizing look, and then shook his head. "No more of Mum's porridge for you."
"No, Ron, really. I swear." but he never finished, because the Hermione came over and dragged them out of the store and over to the Apothecary. Harry told Hermione what happened, and she too looked at him funny, and then said, "Are you sure you weren't daydreaming, Harry?"
Harry gave up trying to explain what had happened to his friends. The last thing they needed was him thinking that he was delusional or paranoid. He shrugged it off, and went to go get his books for the year with Ron and Hermione.
While he was looking for the Defense Against the Dark Arts book he needed, he bumped into someone behind him. He turned around to apologize, and found himself looking into the cold gray eyes of Malfoy. "What do you want Malfoy?"
"An apology would be nice, Potter." HE spat the name out with contempt.
"Sorry to disappoint you," said Harry, before walking off.
"Hey Potter! You might wanna watch your step. I heard that there might be some trouble this year." Malfoy yelled after him spitefully.
Harry determinedly walked straight ahead, and showed no sign of hearing that last comment. But he had heard, and he frowned. Was he paranoid? Or was something really big going to happen at Hogwarts this year? Then, showing that he truly was his father's son, he thought, 'At least I'll be there to be part of it, or see it!'
The Auror frowned, too. 'I knew Harry was supposed to be warned about the upcoming danger, but this is two times too many that he's been told to watch out. Something else is going on.' Shrugging, the Auror met up with Harry outside the shop. Maybe Fudge couldn't be trusted.
Harry waited for Ron and Hermione to catch up with him outside the shop. "Harry!" Ron called. "It's time to head over to the Leaky Cauldron!" Harry sighed with relief. This day was soon to be over. How he hated Mondays.
A/N: i absolutely love all u peeps who reviewed. thank u!!! i now know who the auror will be and who the death eater will be, and whose place the death eater will take. thanx so much or reviewing!!! i hope this kinda long chap makes up for me not posting for a while. the posts are slowing down now. i'm getting a social life!!! yayayayayayayayayayaya!!!