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Harry Potter and the Mind reader
Chapter One: The Plane and Ms. Dunsley
There is a flash of green light across my field of vision. When it clears, I see a dead boy lying in the grass. I have never seen him before, but I somehow know that his name is Cedric Diggley. There are ropes going around me, trying me to the headstone of Tom Riddle. There is a man with a caldron, who is placing something that vaguely resembles an ugly child.
He says, "Bone of the father, unknowingly given, you will renew your son." He then cut his own hand, which is missing a finger. He continues, "Flesh of the servant willingly given you will revive your master."
The man then comes towards me with the same knife that he has used on himself. He stabs me on the right arm. He collects some of my blood and while walking towards the caldron, continues, "Blood of the enemy forcibly taken, you will resurrect your foe."
The man mixes everything and there is mist everywhere. Another human outline in the mist, and it clears, there is a robed man, which is tall and skeletally thin and have some features of a snake.
The second man says in a deep voice, "Yes, Harry Potter. I have risen again."
"No," screams from Caroline Black as she wakes from the dream. She startles the big, huge woman sitting next to her in the Leaget Jet as it transverses the Atlantic Ocean.
"Dear, are you feeling alright?" asks the huge woman sitting next to Caroline. The woman tries to look into Caroline's violet eyes, but only gets to see her black hair and some pale skin. "Dear girl, what is troubling you?" the woman asks again, when she receives silence.
Caroline turns to her and answers, "Nothing, except a bad dream."
Then there is a bark from a bulldog sitting next to the large woman, "Now, now Ripper, she did not mean anything by that," she told the dog.
"I'm so sorry for waking you and your dog up," Caroline says. "On, my name is Caroline."
"Shut up," comes from the back of the jet followed by a loud snore.
Caroline yells back, "I'm sorry."
"Caroline, my dear, why are you apologizing, this a community jet and he should have more manners. And speaking of manners, my name is Ms. Marge Dunsley," the large woman spittle's, enraged.
"With manners, we should not be talking so loud, with this being the middle of the night and people sleeping," Caroline smiles
. "Well, I see that you do not have any manners at all, now. I was concerned about you! You are just like that Harry Potter that lives with my brother and Dudders." Ms Dunsley says, while Ripper is growing in the background.
"Shut up, people. There are some people here wanting to get some sleep," a female voice yelled from the back of the jet, again.
Caroline tells Ms. Dunsley, "It doesn't seem I am in need of lessons in manners, but if you don't mine I'm going to try to get some more sleep." She turned in her seat, so she was looking out the window instead of the very large woman that she had dubbed "Bitch" AKA Marge Dunsley.
"Will someone please get them to shut up?!!"
Marge huffed and puffed and looked out the opposite window.
Caroline's last conscious thought is, "She knows Harry Potter. A muggle knows Harry Potter." To dreamless sleep she goes.
Harry Potter and the Mind reader
Chapter One: The Plane and Ms. Dunsley
There is a flash of green light across my field of vision. When it clears, I see a dead boy lying in the grass. I have never seen him before, but I somehow know that his name is Cedric Diggley. There are ropes going around me, trying me to the headstone of Tom Riddle. There is a man with a caldron, who is placing something that vaguely resembles an ugly child.
He says, "Bone of the father, unknowingly given, you will renew your son." He then cut his own hand, which is missing a finger. He continues, "Flesh of the servant willingly given you will revive your master."
The man then comes towards me with the same knife that he has used on himself. He stabs me on the right arm. He collects some of my blood and while walking towards the caldron, continues, "Blood of the enemy forcibly taken, you will resurrect your foe."
The man mixes everything and there is mist everywhere. Another human outline in the mist, and it clears, there is a robed man, which is tall and skeletally thin and have some features of a snake.
The second man says in a deep voice, "Yes, Harry Potter. I have risen again."
"No," screams from Caroline Black as she wakes from the dream. She startles the big, huge woman sitting next to her in the Leaget Jet as it transverses the Atlantic Ocean.
"Dear, are you feeling alright?" asks the huge woman sitting next to Caroline. The woman tries to look into Caroline's violet eyes, but only gets to see her black hair and some pale skin. "Dear girl, what is troubling you?" the woman asks again, when she receives silence.
Caroline turns to her and answers, "Nothing, except a bad dream."
Then there is a bark from a bulldog sitting next to the large woman, "Now, now Ripper, she did not mean anything by that," she told the dog.
"I'm so sorry for waking you and your dog up," Caroline says. "On, my name is Caroline."
"Shut up," comes from the back of the jet followed by a loud snore.
Caroline yells back, "I'm sorry."
"Caroline, my dear, why are you apologizing, this a community jet and he should have more manners. And speaking of manners, my name is Ms. Marge Dunsley," the large woman spittle's, enraged.
"With manners, we should not be talking so loud, with this being the middle of the night and people sleeping," Caroline smiles
. "Well, I see that you do not have any manners at all, now. I was concerned about you! You are just like that Harry Potter that lives with my brother and Dudders." Ms Dunsley says, while Ripper is growing in the background.
"Shut up, people. There are some people here wanting to get some sleep," a female voice yelled from the back of the jet, again.
Caroline tells Ms. Dunsley, "It doesn't seem I am in need of lessons in manners, but if you don't mine I'm going to try to get some more sleep." She turned in her seat, so she was looking out the window instead of the very large woman that she had dubbed "Bitch" AKA Marge Dunsley.
"Will someone please get them to shut up?!!"
Marge huffed and puffed and looked out the opposite window.
Caroline's last conscious thought is, "She knows Harry Potter. A muggle knows Harry Potter." To dreamless sleep she goes.