Harry Potter and The Order of the Pheonix
Part Two-Malfoy and Hogsmede and Padfoot, Oh my!
I figured that two chapters is twice the fun so I'm working on the third and I have up until the Minishtry Ball done, but it's written and I have to type it. So yeah...read and review...I'm going to go and see HP tonight!
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caitie


"Why does this always have to happen to me?" he whispered, annoyed, and tried to stand up on his legs, and gasped in pain. It was bent at a funny angle, and Harry rolled his eyes, glancing around the room he was in.

"Lumos.."he whispered, and glanced around. The room was dark, with frosted green windows, small amount of light flickering through and casting an eerie glow over the room. Harry stood up shakily, wincing, and for a moment considered trying to get to the door, but then stopped himself. He didn't have to go looking for trouble, as it usually occured around him.

"H-Hello?"he whispered cautiously,"Is anyone there?"

When there was no response he scooted towards the bed, and saw someone sleeping in it, and had to cover his mouth to keep from yelling. Although he stifled the yell, the person in the bed still woke up, and screamed, pointing back at him.

"Oh my god!"Harry yelled in disbelief, and Draco Malfoy's head shot up from the bed, his eyes wide.

"What the hell?" Draco yelled, and Harry held out his wand when he saw Malfoy's.

"Expilliarmus.."he whispered, and Draco's wand flew to him, crashing him into the headboard and giving him a nosebleed.

"What was that for?" Draco asked, annoyed, putting a Kleenex by his left nostril, trying to stop the bleeding, and he got out of bed, lighting a candle.

They stared at eachother for a couple of moments before both uttering the same words.

"Bloody hell..."

"Potter, what the hell are you doing here?" Draco said quickly, glancing at his leg and wincing.

"I swear I said Diagon Alley...but with the curses, and the leg..."he looked around,"Oh god...I'm at your house..."he said, panicked.

"It's more important that you get out!" Draco said urgently,"Mother's bound to have heard that noise..and though father's out, he'll be back in about ten minutes..." Harry's eyes narrowed.

"Your father attacked the house?" he asked, "Makes sense.."he added,"'One day soon you'll meet the same sticky end as your parents Potter..they were meddlesome fools too...'" he mocked, nad glanced at Draco,"And why should I even be listening to you?" he added.

"I tried to send you a letter about it..someone hasn't been opening their mail this summer.."Draco pointed out, and Harry glanced down at his leg.

"Long sumer.."they both turned at the noise at the door, backing up.

"Draco, what on earth are you doing in there?" it was his mother, and Draco pointed to the fireplace, "Your father's just come home and he'd like to have a word with you."

"Er-I'm coming mother..."Draco called, and turned around.

"Go to Hogsmede...someone will be there...alright? I'll send an owl to Dumbledore.."Harry nodded, perplexed at Draco's strange turn of behavior.

"See you next month.."he said, and Harry looked at him strangely.

"School doesn't start until September.."

"Draco?" his mother called again, and he gave Harry an exasperated look..

"Alright.." he started to make his way towards the fireplace.

"Temporarium repario.."Draco muttered, and Harry's leg magically healed.

"That's gonna last you about ten minutes..go..."he whispered.

"Alright.."Harry responded, and stepped towards the fire,"Hogsmede.."he said clearly, and dissapeared in a flash of green, leaving Draco alone in his room.

"Draco?"

"I'm coming, mother.."he sighed, and glanced back at the fire before leaving the room, locking it behind him.

When Harry fell out of the fireplace and into The Three Broomsticks, Harry was panting, his leg broken again, and another cut on his arm. It was late, and even during the day Harry wasn't sure that being in the pub was the best idea if you were him.

"Oh dear lord.."he glanced up into the shocked eyes of Dobby the house elf, and groaned.

"Dobby..can you do me a favor?" he asked, and Dobby nodded.

"Dobby would be so honored as to help the great and marvolous and..."Harry cut him off.

"I need you to go back to Hogwarts and get Dumbledore to send Snuffles down here to get me.." he said, and Dobby nodded,"Of course, Harry Potter.." he dissapeared with a snap, and Harry looked up at the bar, trying to hoist himself upwards and failing miserably.

"Hello?" he called, and a waitress appeared, glancing down at him in shock.

"Good god it's Harry Potter..what happened to your leg.."

"I was just wondering..if you might have any chocolate that I can have?" he asked weakly,"I sort of need a pick me up nad that seemed like the best way to go about getting one.."he added.

"You look a terrible mess, do you know that?" she responded, and handed him a damp cloth, which he wiped his face off with,"And here.."she put a splint on his leg with a flick of her wand, and conjured crutches, helping him up nad giving them to him.

"Thank you.."he said weakly, and saw Sirius at the door.

"Someone was going to come nad get me from Hogwarts..they're outside..but it was nice to meet you.."he said quietly, and hobbled towards the door.

"You could of brought Fawkes too.."he indicated his leg, and Sirius waited until they were in darkness to resume his true form.

"Bloody hell..are you alright? We've been searching for you for hours.."Sirus asked, and Harry leant against him.

"I think I'm going to faint.."he breathed, and lost conciousness, falling forwards, Sirius scrambling to catch him.

"Oh, great.."he mumbled, and lifted harry into his arms, walking towards the carriage htat was waiting for them by the station.