A/N: I know that was a very lengthy chapter, but now you know! Isn't it cute? And why does Joey have to talk to Dean so urgently? We'll find all that out.
Disclaimer: Chpt. 5
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Chapter 15-A Turning Point
With exams coming up, Harry and the others decided to study hard. In addition to that, they also had their O.W.L's coming up. Fred and George Weasley said they were really easily, but then again, you couldn't really trust them for anything at all. Harry got so much stress put up on him that he had to appoint a co-captain for the Quidditch team, which was Angelina. But, on one evening, there were little love plans in the common room that night. Angelina was working on new plays for the team, and Hermione was studying hard-she had three tables with her pieces of parchment and textbooks on them. Harry and Ron wondered how she did it-when Dean came out of the dormitory and held out his hand to Joey. They walked out of the portrait hole and she mouthed to Ron, "Date."
"What was that about?" Harry asked. Angelina rushed up to him to show him a new play she had just discovered when Ron was about to open his mouth.
"Never mind, I'll probably tell you later." Ron sighed. Harry was too busy listening to Angelina talking. Ron was watching Hermione work and stress out. And the whole common room was filled with noisy chatter and talk. Joey and Dean disappeared for a whole hour, and until then Harry was still listening to Angelina talk about the new plays.
"And then, Harry-"
"ANGELINA! I GET IT!" shouted Harry.
"Ok, then. I won't disturb you anymore. Go get some studying done, then." Angelina said to Harry, then went over to rejoin Katie Bell and Alicia Spinnet.
"Ron, I can't study. I don't understand how Hermione can take this noise!" Harry shouted over the noise.
"I don't think she can. I mean, look at her!" Ron and Harry both looked at Hermione, who was furious over the work that she had not completed. There was a pile of Rune dictionaries, another pile of parchment, and one last one with her Arithmetic work.
"This reminds of third year. When she was using that time-turner thing." Ron said. It was true; Hermione had signed up for every class that Professor McGonagall had to get her a time-turner in order for her to attend all those classes.
"Maybe she wants to become Head Girl." said Harry. Ron and Harry howled with laughter at the sight of Hermione becoming a Head Girl-another Percy-like type, with her polishing her Head Girl badge every other second.
"Well, anyway, I can't study. Maybe I'll head up to the library or something like that. It's more quieter there than being in here." Harry pointed at the large group of people surrounding a group of seventh-year boys that were laughing.
"Ok then, see you. Maybe I'll get this prat off studying for a while." Ron winked at Harry and they parted ways, Harry headed out of the portrait hole. He was walking casually down the hall.
Sure, I'll go to the library, but I need to find out where Joey and Dean are first. Harry thought. Naw, they'll probably get caught by the prefects anyway. So he headed down to the library floor. When he got down to the stairs, though, he felt his scar burn with pain. Everytime he went down a step, he felt his scar burn more and more. Then he saw a vision, of Voldemort holding someone prisoner. Voldemort had just used the Avada Kedavra curse, a forbidden curse, on an innocent Hogwarts boy. Just like Cedric Diggory. The setting looked familiar. Like in his second year, when he had gone to visit Aragog, the spider that Hagrid kept as a little boy. Harry then realized it was the forbidden forest. And then, he blackened out.
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"I couldn't believe it, he was just lying there."
"Out cold?"
"Yes. He was cold, and he looked like he was in pain."
"Did you see him fall?"
"No. I just found him like this, you see."
"Ok, then. Thank you."
Harry woken up in the hospital wing.
Hold on, he thought. This is NOT my dormitory. What am I doing here?
Then he realize it. He had blacked out, when his scar had start hurting. Malfoy's face had shown up, in the hospital wing, right in front of his bed.
"So, famous Harry Potter(Malfoy had sent flying spit all the way over to Harry's face) fainted on the staircases! Oh, he's so delicate now! Looks like Potter can't even fend for himself." Malfoy said.
"Shut up." Harry muttered under his breath.
"Humph. You're lucky I saved you there." Malfoy walked out of the room, cloak fluttering behind him. Harry tried to look for some type of clock to see what time it was. He spotted a clock that said 5:34 AM. He had been here for the whole night.Madam Pomfrey, now seeing that her only patient was awake, was now trying to feed him breakfast, but he refused. She left the breakfast tray there, just in case he was hungry.
"After you finish that, you'll be ready to be released." This cheered Harry up, and he ate his breakfast as fast as possible. He quickly hurried up to the portrait of the Fat Lady.
"Makimasinaru." Harry said. The Fat Lady was coming up with all sorts of weird passwords now, as she kept getting drunk with her friend Violet as she made the passwords up. When he entered the portrait room, he saw Ginny Weasley, Hermione, and Joey all around the fire.
"Well, welcome back." said Hermione.
"Ron was looking for you, then he went up to sleep." Ginny said. "What did happen to you?"
"Uh...well..." Harry started to say. He really only wanted to tell the rest of them except Ginny, in that matter. She was blushing like mad and had turned a wonderful shade of cherry red. They heard someone coming down the stairs. It was Ron, dressed in a bedrobe and his oh-too-small pjamyas.
"Harry! Where have you been? I was waiting for you to come back from the library when someone said..." Ron wandered off. "Ginny, go back upstairs and sleep."
"Good bye to you too." And Ginny went upstairs to her dormitory. They had silenced and weren't ready to talk until they heard Ginny shut the door behind her.
"I was walking over to the library when I felt my scar burn. Then, each time I stepped, I felt it burn even more. Then I saw a vision. A vision about Voldemort. He was in the forbidden forest. He was holding...some kind of prisoner. Someone was Hogwarts. Then he used the Avada Kedavra curse...and he died." Harry explained to them.
"A he? How can you be so certain?" asked Hermione.
"The face. Everything." Harry said. Joey looked at the message board. She headed over to it, then lifted a few papers up.
"Aha!" she said.
"What?" Ron, Hermione and Harry all said simutaneosly.
"Come over here." Joey said, waving at them to come. They all ran quickly to the board, all huddled over her.
"Missing student. Name was Anna Merchinkell, third-year, was last seen going into the forbidden forest!! Harry, do you know what this means?" Hermione suddenly shouted.
"Voldemort. He's hiding in the forbidden forest. And he's killing students of by sneaking them out of school by the Imperio curse." Harry said. Joey continued to stare at the board. Ron and Hermione went to sit down while Joey continued to stare at the missing poster. Joey and Harry turned to stay the exact same thing when they were about finger's length apart. They both muttered sorry's under their breath and Harry went to sit down while Joey was still looking at the poster. They had both turned deep shades of red.
"Do you know what this means?" Harry asked. Ron and Hermione both shook their heads.
"He's probably finished off his victims by now. He's going to sneak another one off tonight. We have to follow them into the forbidden forest, or else Hogwarts will be finished before you know it." Harry said. Joey had just returned from reading the poster.
"Does it really take you that long to read a poster?" Ron asked annoyingly.
"No. I was reading it over and over again." she replied cunnigly. "And the next one after that. They both are fourth-years. Hufflepuff. Isn't that a pattern?" said Joey.
"That means..." Ron said.
"A Gryffindor. Tonite. We need to follow them." said Hermione. Meanwhile, they had their exams to go to. They had talked long enough for them to be able to go down to the Great Hall and eat breakfast, while they got their exam timetable. Joey, Harry, and Ron first had Divination to be done, Hermione's was Arithmetic.
"Wow, what a fun day this is going to be. Divination, I'll ace that, and...Ancient Runes?!" Joey said. It was true; she was unprepared for her Ancient Runes exam.
"I'm lucky I have it with you. I don't think I can stand it." Hermione said.
"You're lucky you studied. I really didn't study at all, to be quite honest." said Joey thoughtfully. "You'll ace that one, you always do!" Hermione blushed a little of red.
"Well, I'll see you later then. Good luck, all of you!" said Hermione, then she headed off to Arithmetic.
"You too." said Ron. Harry and Joey both stared at Ron, surprised at the comment he just made. "What?"
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Harry, Ron, and Joey were waiting patiently for Professor Trelawney to call them up for the exam. Neville said it was going to be reading her palm, Dean said it was crystal gazing, and Seamus recalled them doing advanced tea-reading. Neither of them could be trusted, until Parvati said it was advanced tea-leaves. A familiar voice trailed up from the trapdoor in the tower.
"Josephine Wei." said a hoarse-like voice.
"Good luck." said Harry and Ron. Joey winked at both of them, leaving Harry with a very red face and Ron with a gentle wave of good-bye. She went up the ladder that lead to the trapdoor and closed it shut.
"You like her, don't you?" said Ron. He sounded actually serious for once.
"What's it to you?" Harry snapped back.
"Well, it's everything to me. She's....I shouldn't say, really." said Ron, whistling gleefully.
"Do you really want to know? I do. It's the truth, alright? And I know you don't like her." Harry said. This made Ron blush even redder than the original colour of his hair.
"Y-You do, don't you? W-well, t-t-that settles it then. A-a-and I-i-i don't l-l-like her. S-s-she's going o-out with D-dean." said Ron, stuttering like mad. "Just t-t-thought you o-o-o-ought to k-k-know."
"SHE'S GOING OUT WITH DEAN AGAIN?!" Harry shouted throughout the whole corridor. The other students in the room shushed him very loudly.
"Yes. And she told me not to tell you. She didn't want to hurt you again, like she did the last time." Ron said, not looking at Harry, just staring at the ceiling. Harry started pouting until he was called up to the tower.
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A/N: Harry? POUTING?! Wow, what a great time to start exams. But wait'll you see this next part.
Disclaimer: Chpt. 5
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Chapter 15-A Turning Point
With exams coming up, Harry and the others decided to study hard. In addition to that, they also had their O.W.L's coming up. Fred and George Weasley said they were really easily, but then again, you couldn't really trust them for anything at all. Harry got so much stress put up on him that he had to appoint a co-captain for the Quidditch team, which was Angelina. But, on one evening, there were little love plans in the common room that night. Angelina was working on new plays for the team, and Hermione was studying hard-she had three tables with her pieces of parchment and textbooks on them. Harry and Ron wondered how she did it-when Dean came out of the dormitory and held out his hand to Joey. They walked out of the portrait hole and she mouthed to Ron, "Date."
"What was that about?" Harry asked. Angelina rushed up to him to show him a new play she had just discovered when Ron was about to open his mouth.
"Never mind, I'll probably tell you later." Ron sighed. Harry was too busy listening to Angelina talking. Ron was watching Hermione work and stress out. And the whole common room was filled with noisy chatter and talk. Joey and Dean disappeared for a whole hour, and until then Harry was still listening to Angelina talk about the new plays.
"And then, Harry-"
"ANGELINA! I GET IT!" shouted Harry.
"Ok, then. I won't disturb you anymore. Go get some studying done, then." Angelina said to Harry, then went over to rejoin Katie Bell and Alicia Spinnet.
"Ron, I can't study. I don't understand how Hermione can take this noise!" Harry shouted over the noise.
"I don't think she can. I mean, look at her!" Ron and Harry both looked at Hermione, who was furious over the work that she had not completed. There was a pile of Rune dictionaries, another pile of parchment, and one last one with her Arithmetic work.
"This reminds of third year. When she was using that time-turner thing." Ron said. It was true; Hermione had signed up for every class that Professor McGonagall had to get her a time-turner in order for her to attend all those classes.
"Maybe she wants to become Head Girl." said Harry. Ron and Harry howled with laughter at the sight of Hermione becoming a Head Girl-another Percy-like type, with her polishing her Head Girl badge every other second.
"Well, anyway, I can't study. Maybe I'll head up to the library or something like that. It's more quieter there than being in here." Harry pointed at the large group of people surrounding a group of seventh-year boys that were laughing.
"Ok then, see you. Maybe I'll get this prat off studying for a while." Ron winked at Harry and they parted ways, Harry headed out of the portrait hole. He was walking casually down the hall.
Sure, I'll go to the library, but I need to find out where Joey and Dean are first. Harry thought. Naw, they'll probably get caught by the prefects anyway. So he headed down to the library floor. When he got down to the stairs, though, he felt his scar burn with pain. Everytime he went down a step, he felt his scar burn more and more. Then he saw a vision, of Voldemort holding someone prisoner. Voldemort had just used the Avada Kedavra curse, a forbidden curse, on an innocent Hogwarts boy. Just like Cedric Diggory. The setting looked familiar. Like in his second year, when he had gone to visit Aragog, the spider that Hagrid kept as a little boy. Harry then realized it was the forbidden forest. And then, he blackened out.
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"I couldn't believe it, he was just lying there."
"Out cold?"
"Yes. He was cold, and he looked like he was in pain."
"Did you see him fall?"
"No. I just found him like this, you see."
"Ok, then. Thank you."
Harry woken up in the hospital wing.
Hold on, he thought. This is NOT my dormitory. What am I doing here?
Then he realize it. He had blacked out, when his scar had start hurting. Malfoy's face had shown up, in the hospital wing, right in front of his bed.
"So, famous Harry Potter(Malfoy had sent flying spit all the way over to Harry's face) fainted on the staircases! Oh, he's so delicate now! Looks like Potter can't even fend for himself." Malfoy said.
"Shut up." Harry muttered under his breath.
"Humph. You're lucky I saved you there." Malfoy walked out of the room, cloak fluttering behind him. Harry tried to look for some type of clock to see what time it was. He spotted a clock that said 5:34 AM. He had been here for the whole night.Madam Pomfrey, now seeing that her only patient was awake, was now trying to feed him breakfast, but he refused. She left the breakfast tray there, just in case he was hungry.
"After you finish that, you'll be ready to be released." This cheered Harry up, and he ate his breakfast as fast as possible. He quickly hurried up to the portrait of the Fat Lady.
"Makimasinaru." Harry said. The Fat Lady was coming up with all sorts of weird passwords now, as she kept getting drunk with her friend Violet as she made the passwords up. When he entered the portrait room, he saw Ginny Weasley, Hermione, and Joey all around the fire.
"Well, welcome back." said Hermione.
"Ron was looking for you, then he went up to sleep." Ginny said. "What did happen to you?"
"Uh...well..." Harry started to say. He really only wanted to tell the rest of them except Ginny, in that matter. She was blushing like mad and had turned a wonderful shade of cherry red. They heard someone coming down the stairs. It was Ron, dressed in a bedrobe and his oh-too-small pjamyas.
"Harry! Where have you been? I was waiting for you to come back from the library when someone said..." Ron wandered off. "Ginny, go back upstairs and sleep."
"Good bye to you too." And Ginny went upstairs to her dormitory. They had silenced and weren't ready to talk until they heard Ginny shut the door behind her.
"I was walking over to the library when I felt my scar burn. Then, each time I stepped, I felt it burn even more. Then I saw a vision. A vision about Voldemort. He was in the forbidden forest. He was holding...some kind of prisoner. Someone was Hogwarts. Then he used the Avada Kedavra curse...and he died." Harry explained to them.
"A he? How can you be so certain?" asked Hermione.
"The face. Everything." Harry said. Joey looked at the message board. She headed over to it, then lifted a few papers up.
"Aha!" she said.
"What?" Ron, Hermione and Harry all said simutaneosly.
"Come over here." Joey said, waving at them to come. They all ran quickly to the board, all huddled over her.
"Missing student. Name was Anna Merchinkell, third-year, was last seen going into the forbidden forest!! Harry, do you know what this means?" Hermione suddenly shouted.
"Voldemort. He's hiding in the forbidden forest. And he's killing students of by sneaking them out of school by the Imperio curse." Harry said. Joey continued to stare at the board. Ron and Hermione went to sit down while Joey continued to stare at the missing poster. Joey and Harry turned to stay the exact same thing when they were about finger's length apart. They both muttered sorry's under their breath and Harry went to sit down while Joey was still looking at the poster. They had both turned deep shades of red.
"Do you know what this means?" Harry asked. Ron and Hermione both shook their heads.
"He's probably finished off his victims by now. He's going to sneak another one off tonight. We have to follow them into the forbidden forest, or else Hogwarts will be finished before you know it." Harry said. Joey had just returned from reading the poster.
"Does it really take you that long to read a poster?" Ron asked annoyingly.
"No. I was reading it over and over again." she replied cunnigly. "And the next one after that. They both are fourth-years. Hufflepuff. Isn't that a pattern?" said Joey.
"That means..." Ron said.
"A Gryffindor. Tonite. We need to follow them." said Hermione. Meanwhile, they had their exams to go to. They had talked long enough for them to be able to go down to the Great Hall and eat breakfast, while they got their exam timetable. Joey, Harry, and Ron first had Divination to be done, Hermione's was Arithmetic.
"Wow, what a fun day this is going to be. Divination, I'll ace that, and...Ancient Runes?!" Joey said. It was true; she was unprepared for her Ancient Runes exam.
"I'm lucky I have it with you. I don't think I can stand it." Hermione said.
"You're lucky you studied. I really didn't study at all, to be quite honest." said Joey thoughtfully. "You'll ace that one, you always do!" Hermione blushed a little of red.
"Well, I'll see you later then. Good luck, all of you!" said Hermione, then she headed off to Arithmetic.
"You too." said Ron. Harry and Joey both stared at Ron, surprised at the comment he just made. "What?"
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Harry, Ron, and Joey were waiting patiently for Professor Trelawney to call them up for the exam. Neville said it was going to be reading her palm, Dean said it was crystal gazing, and Seamus recalled them doing advanced tea-reading. Neither of them could be trusted, until Parvati said it was advanced tea-leaves. A familiar voice trailed up from the trapdoor in the tower.
"Josephine Wei." said a hoarse-like voice.
"Good luck." said Harry and Ron. Joey winked at both of them, leaving Harry with a very red face and Ron with a gentle wave of good-bye. She went up the ladder that lead to the trapdoor and closed it shut.
"You like her, don't you?" said Ron. He sounded actually serious for once.
"What's it to you?" Harry snapped back.
"Well, it's everything to me. She's....I shouldn't say, really." said Ron, whistling gleefully.
"Do you really want to know? I do. It's the truth, alright? And I know you don't like her." Harry said. This made Ron blush even redder than the original colour of his hair.
"Y-You do, don't you? W-well, t-t-that settles it then. A-a-and I-i-i don't l-l-like her. S-s-she's going o-out with D-dean." said Ron, stuttering like mad. "Just t-t-thought you o-o-o-ought to k-k-know."
"SHE'S GOING OUT WITH DEAN AGAIN?!" Harry shouted throughout the whole corridor. The other students in the room shushed him very loudly.
"Yes. And she told me not to tell you. She didn't want to hurt you again, like she did the last time." Ron said, not looking at Harry, just staring at the ceiling. Harry started pouting until he was called up to the tower.
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A/N: Harry? POUTING?! Wow, what a great time to start exams. But wait'll you see this next part.