The Chapter of Explanation
by Caitie Did
Im sure you were all waiting for this(dripping with sarcasm) Some of you have expressed two views.
View number one- How did they get to where they are so quickly
View number two-make your chapters longer
I aim to please with this chapter, which I believe is appropriately titled
So here it goes
Flashbacks and all.
ps-
Thanks to my six reviewers! (six..wahhh! But thanks you guys, I really do appreciate it)
My other story on my other pen name (Caitlyn) got So much more..and I think this one is better..but thats okay!
Four weeks prior to the begining of the story-
People still avoided him in the hallways. This had a combination of making Harry laugh, and make him sick of being himself. Whispers followed him everywhere he went, and although he didn't wish to admit it, his scar was hurting worse than it had in a long time. It could possibly have to do with Cornelius Fudge, whose stubborness to believe of Volemort's return was driving Harry insane.
"Harry?" he ignored the person's voice, whoever it was, and kept on walking.
"Harry!"he turned his head, annoyed, and stopped dead when he caught sight of Cho Chang, who was trying to catch up to him.
"Sorry.."he muttered, and turned to face her.
"Could we talk?" she asked quietly, and he nodded mutely, following her to an empty classroom.
"Are you okay?" she asked softly.
This made him laugh, and she stared at him, hurt, untill she noticed that he was crying.
"Look..Harry..I just...maybe..if you could tell me.."she said cautiously, and he interupted her.
"I owe him that.."Harry said quietly, and she glanced at him, confused.
"How would you know if you owed him that?" she asked.
"He asked me to get his body back for him.."Harry said quietly,"It should've been me...if I hadn't of.."she stared at him, her eyes wide.
"Hadn't of what?"she asked tiredly, and he sat down on the top of a desk, staring blankly at the wall.
"I told him to take the cup with me...we got there at the same time...if I hadn't of done that...he would still be here..and I would be dead..."he responded, and her eyes widened.
"Voldemort.."she flinched, and he glanced at her,"Fear of a name only increases fear of the thing itself.."he whispered, and she nodded, sitting down,"Voldemort said to kill the spare...I couldn't of saved him if I knew it was coming...."he whispered," They used my blood to bring him back...there was a death eater meeting..and...I guess he found it amusing if he.."he trailed off, shivering, and Cho put a hand over his.
"You can stop.."
"No..I have to say it..."he said quietly, and took a deep breath,"Do you know what the Crutacius Curse feels like?" he asked, and her eyes widened,"Like a thousand knifes jabbing into you, all over your body.."he awnsered his own question,"I can't get that feeling out of my head..it wont go away..."he paused,"Voldemort wanted to duel, and...our wands connected..it was.."he stopped again,"Priori Incantatem...it..showed his murders in reverse..the victims..Cedric..and..Bertha Jorkins...An old man...a muggle...and......my parents.."her eyes widened,"Cedric asked me to bring his body back, and I did it...I barely got out alive..."he paused,"Moody...wasn't Moody..he was Crouch...Mr. Crouch's son...using a Polyjuice Potion..he put my name in the Goblet of Fire..and arranged it all...I just had to screw it up and get someone else killed..Don't tell anyone"he added bitterly, and got up.
"Thank you for bringing his body back.."Cho whispered, and he glanced up at her.
"I had to..I got him killed, didn't I?" Harry said mutely, and she shook her head.
"You didn't kill Cedric, Harry.."she said quietly, and he went towards the door.
"It's my curse you know? Everyone that comes close to me...dies.."he closed the door, and left Cho alone in the empty classroom, walking towards the Common Room, silent tears streaming down his face, and, ignoring the stares of everyone, walked straight up to the dormitory, as in a trance, and closed the drapes around his bed, placing a silencing charm around them.
"Harry?" Ron asked quietly, and got no response.
He opened the curtains, and found Harry sleeping, his face still wet from tears.
"Harry.."he whispered, and nudged him on the shoulder.
"I don't want to talk, Ron.."Harry said quietly,"Not about anything..."he added, and rolled over.
"Do you have any idea how childish you're being?" Ron asked, and Harry turned to face him.
"Shut the fuck up and leave me alone.."he muttered, and Ron's mouth popped open.
"Happy to oblige.."he said coldly, and closed Harry's drapes violently, closing the dormitory door with a loud bang.
"Wonderfull..good going..Harry.."Harry whispered to himself sarcastically, and sat up, going out towards the common room in his invisibility cloak, slipping past Ron, who was ranting to Hermione about Harry's behavior, and out the doors of the castle, down towards the Quidditch field, where the third task had taken place three nights prior. When he got down, he went up in the stands, and sat at the top, taking off his cloak.
"Do you know how dangerous it is to be up here at this hour?" someone asked him sternly, and he turned to face Proffessor Snape, who was looking at him, annoyed.
"Did you have fun at the Death Eater's meeting?" Harry asked sarcastically, and Snape's eyes narrowed.
"Watch your mouth, Potter.."he
said coldly, and Harry shrugged noncohanatly.
"Go ahead...take all the
points from Gryffindor..."Harry said mutely,"Merlin knows I could use some
kind of emotion.."he added, and leant back, leaning against the next row
up,"What are you doing up here?"
"Thinking.."Snape responded icily,"Something your brain seems to be incapable of.."he added, and Harry cracked a sarcastic grin.
"Is that the best you can do?" he countered tiredly, and looked over at Snape.
"Do you ever feel like noone understands you?"he said a few minutes later, and Snape gave him an odd look.
"Plenty of people understand you, I assure you..Potter.."
"Is that so? My friends don't even begin to understand what I'm thinking.."
"That's probably because you don't tell them.."Snape said observingly.
"I didn't ask for your opinion.."Harry said coldly, and traced a circle in the air with his wand, makign a pattern of fire that abrubtly went out.
"You aught to talk to Malfoy.."Harry's eyes narrowed.
"Yes..we compare our attributes that make us hate eachother so.."Harry said mockingly,"Are you bloody kidding me? Why am I even talking to you?"he asked himself a second later,"I'm going back up to the school.."he said simply.
"Malfoy isn't understood
either.."Snape muttered, and followed Harry down the stairs, making sure
he got back to the castle alright.
"Have you seen his face?" Draco Malfoy was getting annoyed at the excited whispers in the Slytherin Common room, and the constant questions from his cronies, Goyle and Crabbe.
"Would you all shut up about Potter! It's old news!" he narrowed his eyes, and it took him a moment to figure that he was, in actuality, defending Potter. Potter, with his money, and friends, and celebrity status.
He stomped out of the common room,furious with himself, and was suprised when he ran into a mass of..nothing.
"Who's there?" he asked cautiously, and Harry threw off his cloak.
"Oh it's you..."he said, in mock happiness,"Wonderfull.."he added,"Go ahead..taunt away Malfoy.."he added, throwing his hands up in the air.
"I'm really not in the mood..."he responded, just now noticing Harry's haggard appearance.
"Not in the mood?" Harry asked,"You have to be 'in the mood'?"
"You look like crap.."Draco said quietly, and Harry snorted.
"Really, I couldn't tell.."he responded sarcastically.
"Have you been eating?" Harry snorted with laughter.This was unbelieveable to him.
"Why would you care?" he asked, and walked off down the hallway.
That was when Draco realised that Harry's life wasn't all that cracked up to be.
When Harry stomped into the Common Room, Ginny was sitting by the fireplace, reading.
"It's one thirty.."she noted, concerend, and he shrugged his shoulders.
"So?" he asked, and sat down next to her on the couch,"Noone knows I was out there but you.."he lied,"I'm just going to stay down here, if that's alright.."he added, and she nodded.
"Get some rest..I'll wake you up in the morning.."she said, and he nodded.
"Thank you..."he said quietly, and closed his eyes, leaning towards her unconciously.
"Anytime.."she said quietly, and watched him fall asleep, her doing the same.
The next morning he woke up late, Ginny tapping him on the shoulder gently.
"Hey..Harry..wake up...the train's leaving soon.."she said quietly, and glanced over at the mass of students.
He was still dressed, and he nodded vaugely, stading up and straightening his clothing before heading upstairs, still half asleep.
"Morning..."Ron said civily, and Harry stared at him for a moment, and nodded at him.
"Morning.."he responded mutely.
"Potter!I need to talk to you!"he turned at Proffessor Mcgonagall's voice, and gave a glance back to Ron as he followed her out the door and towards her office.
"I need you to be aware of some things..Mr. Potter.."she started, and he sat down.
"Dumbledore feels it's going to be safest for you at the Dursley's.."Harry cringed,"But you're fireplace has been hooked up to the Floo network, and if an emergency should occur, just get out as quickly as you can...do you understand?" he nodded silently, and she hugged him, much to his suprise.
"Try to feel better..I haven't seen you smile for quite some time.."he nodded.
"Thanks, Professor.."he said quietly, and she smiled down at him kindly.
"Don't let it go that I have a soft side.."she said, and he nodded, going back towards the common room.
"I promise I wont.."he said quietly, and went through the Portrait Hole, grabbing the last of his things, and placing them in his trunk, sitting down, and starting to write.
"Harry? Are you up here? The train's leaving soon!"Hermione called and saw him writing.
"What are you doing?" she asked quietly ,and he glanced up, and grinned at her.
"Just something I forgot to take care of.."he said quietly, and she nodded, grabbing Hedwig's cage as he put his things away, following her down the stairs.
"Ron's already on the train.."she said quietly ,and Harry gave a fake smile.
"Hooray!"he said quietly, with mocked cheerfullness, and followed her towards the carriages.
"Just try and act civil to
eachother on the train.."she said, and he nodded silently.
"I promise I'll be nice
on the train..we can play exploding snap or something.."Harry muttered,
and she smiled.
"Good.."she said briskly,"Because I wasn't intent on seperating you two.."she added, stepping onto the train, Harry following.
PS- this is an alternate end to the "parting of the ways" chapter in
The Goblet of Fire, meant to clear things up a little for you guys
Sorry I didn't post it earlier.
-Caitlyn