The cold harsh high-pitched laugh rung in his ear and then the spinning, weird feeling behind his navel came with a wush. He woke up in a cold, wet sweat of fear and anger in the dark room at 4-privet drive.
These nightmares had been going on ever since he had gotten home from Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry. Harry's mind raced like it had many nights before, life-like and real: Cedric's body sprawled on the ground next to him, fear still in his life-less eyes, the ghostlike memory figures of Cedric Diggory, Bertha Jorkins and….no…he …must not think of it …Hogwarts…Hermione granger…Cho Chang. It was too late he had thought of the most haunting and hardest memory of them all, the "ghosts" of his parents.
Harry sat silently, as though sitting in a pensieve, thinking of his parents over and over until his head hurt and there was a strong stinging in the corner of his eyes. No…he must not cry… not now, for Harry knew that if he started to cry he would never stop and would have to endure the taunting and teasing lead by Dudley and his gang.
He wouldn't be living at 4 privet drive with his relatives the Dursleys if it hadn't been for Lord Voldemort, Cedric wouldn't be dead if it weren't for Voldemort, Sirius and Hagrid wouldn't be away from him on secret missions if it weren't for Voldemort. Suddenly, without warning, Harry pounded his fist so hard that he bled and a strong, murderous hatred for Lord Voldemort leapt out from inside of him.
He had to do something, something to calm him down, someone to talk to…Sirius! he thought and with a sudden burst of happiness he leapt from his bed a little to hard and he fell with a bang on the floor.
A loud roar from his relative's bedroom and a gigantic stomping from down the hall and Harry knew he had woken up Uncle Vernon. With a huge bang! the door flung open revealing a rather large man with a fat face the color of a plum.
"What the heck do you think you're doing?!!!!!" He said fuming.
Harry thought carefully about his choice of words before announcing, "Just fell…sorry?" rubbing his behind rather sorely. He knew had not thought carefully enough for the right words, for Uncle Vernon's ears now seemed to be exploding with steam.
"just fell!?!?…just fell!?!?…you woke me up at 3 o'clock because you fell? Why were you up in the first place?!?! You clumsy, stupid boy speak to me!"
"I was just having a nightmare." Harry, sputtering out the first excuse he could think of, for it was also the truth.
"Well from now on DON'T have nightmares, or you'll be spending the remainder of the summer IN YOUR CUPBOARD!!" Uncle Vernon yelled spitting wildly as he talked, wetting Harry's face disgustingly.
At this Harry heard softer, but still perturbed footsteps coming up the hall. A 2nd figure appeared taller then Uncle Vernon with a pale complexion and an unusually long neck like an ostrige's.
"What...is...yaw... all this racket, Vernon?" Aunt Petunia yawned,
"What did YOU do this time?" she said staring at Harry with a look that could have killed.
"Just being HARRY, Petunia. You know how he is, I don't know how you put up with is nonsense and crap every single day!" said Vernon sounding calmer towards his wife, but still glaring at Harry.
"I don't know how I put up with YOU two everyday!!" Harry thought sorely.
. He returned to reality and realized one minute that both Vernon and Petunia were glaring at him and advancing and the next minute they had stopped dead in there tracks, there eyes filled with horror.
Harry petrified to face the "thing" that had stopped his mad-eyed relatives, slowly turned around to face Nagini, Voldemort's personal snake! Harry thoughts were racing like wild now, the words of Voldemort stuck in his mind, "...I couldn't reach you there, you're more protected there then I think you even know"...know...know...
If he was so protected here how was the gigantic snake able to make it?
Voldemort.
"Dumbledore is a much more powerful and awesome wizard then Voldemort ever was or ever will be!" Harry thought with determination, "he just has to be", he murmured, unsure of these words.
"If Dumbledore came up with the plans for my protection then they are good enough to fool Lord Voldemort or anyone for that matter!" he said more loudly then he wanted too, but what came out of his mouth were not human words, he was talking parseltounge!
"What is that you retched boy?" said Nagini in a calm, but murderous hiss....
In is world of dreaming he had forgotten that he was probably facing death in the face and fell of his bed again in shock. Nagini laughed a soft, cruel, mocking laugh.
It was then that Harry realized the full weirdness of the situation. There was the huge snake belonging to Lord Voldemort, the most feared and hated wizard in the world, floating in mid-air.
He didn't care how the grotesque reptile was staying in the air, but at this point he didn't care, he would give anything to just be back at the Burrow with his friends.
While Harry was trying to concentrate on what to do with the odd situation...Nagini started to talk again,
"Why are you sssitting there Potter",
"Aren't you going to even try and ssstupefy me?"
"To ssscared Potter",
"Ssscared to break the rules dear Mr. Potter"
I won't let her get to me...I won't let her get to me...I won't let her get to me, Harry thought more determined then ever. At this point the snake was slowly slithering closer to Harry as though there was an invisible floor below him, while still shouting insults at Harry.
She is trying to provoke me to break the rule of magic, she is trying to make me do something that I don't want to do, Harry thought. He felt like he was under the Imperius cruse, his mind fighting his impulse to use Avada Kedavra on the stupid snake now almost to his nose.
I WON'T DO IT!!! Shouted Harry in his head still fighting the urge to use magic out of Hogwarts (there is a strict rule that no student must use magic out of Hogwarts over summer break, which consequence was immediate expulsion!). It seemed as though the animal was hypnotizing him in some way as she talked slowly, calmly and deadly.
"Come here little Potter, come to me. I will take you to your death Harry. Won't it be fun?" Nagini whispered in Harry's ear over and over again.
Harry was starting to give in, unable to handle Nagini's whispers.
"Get on my back Harry and I will take you to death" she said.
Harry suddenly had no thought in his head; he had no feelings of what he was doing, just that he should do whatever the voice said. So with that Harry put one leg over Nagini's shiny body.
Without warning the slippery reptile glided back onto the air and moved swiftly to the east. All of the sudden a burst off blue light and some words from a voice, Harry was sure he had heard before, came gliding up from the ground and hit the snake and it and Harry started to fall from the sky.
Harry didn't know what to do. He had regained complete coconscious and was very startled when he found himself suddenly falling from the sky, to definite death. His brain was in a sudden state of panic and he couldn't think clearly, what was he going to do?!!
The voice he had heard sounded again it and was closer. Harry's mind was now running completely amuck. He was trying to think of a way to get down, why he was on Nagini's back of all things and whom the strange voice belonged to. And then he was on the ground, he probably won't have realized it if he hadn't fell over and knocked of his glasses.
These nightmares had been going on ever since he had gotten home from Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry. Harry's mind raced like it had many nights before, life-like and real: Cedric's body sprawled on the ground next to him, fear still in his life-less eyes, the ghostlike memory figures of Cedric Diggory, Bertha Jorkins and….no…he …must not think of it …Hogwarts…Hermione granger…Cho Chang. It was too late he had thought of the most haunting and hardest memory of them all, the "ghosts" of his parents.
Harry sat silently, as though sitting in a pensieve, thinking of his parents over and over until his head hurt and there was a strong stinging in the corner of his eyes. No…he must not cry… not now, for Harry knew that if he started to cry he would never stop and would have to endure the taunting and teasing lead by Dudley and his gang.
He wouldn't be living at 4 privet drive with his relatives the Dursleys if it hadn't been for Lord Voldemort, Cedric wouldn't be dead if it weren't for Voldemort, Sirius and Hagrid wouldn't be away from him on secret missions if it weren't for Voldemort. Suddenly, without warning, Harry pounded his fist so hard that he bled and a strong, murderous hatred for Lord Voldemort leapt out from inside of him.
He had to do something, something to calm him down, someone to talk to…Sirius! he thought and with a sudden burst of happiness he leapt from his bed a little to hard and he fell with a bang on the floor.
A loud roar from his relative's bedroom and a gigantic stomping from down the hall and Harry knew he had woken up Uncle Vernon. With a huge bang! the door flung open revealing a rather large man with a fat face the color of a plum.
"What the heck do you think you're doing?!!!!!" He said fuming.
Harry thought carefully about his choice of words before announcing, "Just fell…sorry?" rubbing his behind rather sorely. He knew had not thought carefully enough for the right words, for Uncle Vernon's ears now seemed to be exploding with steam.
"just fell!?!?…just fell!?!?…you woke me up at 3 o'clock because you fell? Why were you up in the first place?!?! You clumsy, stupid boy speak to me!"
"I was just having a nightmare." Harry, sputtering out the first excuse he could think of, for it was also the truth.
"Well from now on DON'T have nightmares, or you'll be spending the remainder of the summer IN YOUR CUPBOARD!!" Uncle Vernon yelled spitting wildly as he talked, wetting Harry's face disgustingly.
At this Harry heard softer, but still perturbed footsteps coming up the hall. A 2nd figure appeared taller then Uncle Vernon with a pale complexion and an unusually long neck like an ostrige's.
"What...is...yaw... all this racket, Vernon?" Aunt Petunia yawned,
"What did YOU do this time?" she said staring at Harry with a look that could have killed.
"Just being HARRY, Petunia. You know how he is, I don't know how you put up with is nonsense and crap every single day!" said Vernon sounding calmer towards his wife, but still glaring at Harry.
"I don't know how I put up with YOU two everyday!!" Harry thought sorely.
. He returned to reality and realized one minute that both Vernon and Petunia were glaring at him and advancing and the next minute they had stopped dead in there tracks, there eyes filled with horror.
Harry petrified to face the "thing" that had stopped his mad-eyed relatives, slowly turned around to face Nagini, Voldemort's personal snake! Harry thoughts were racing like wild now, the words of Voldemort stuck in his mind, "...I couldn't reach you there, you're more protected there then I think you even know"...know...know...
If he was so protected here how was the gigantic snake able to make it?
Voldemort.
"Dumbledore is a much more powerful and awesome wizard then Voldemort ever was or ever will be!" Harry thought with determination, "he just has to be", he murmured, unsure of these words.
"If Dumbledore came up with the plans for my protection then they are good enough to fool Lord Voldemort or anyone for that matter!" he said more loudly then he wanted too, but what came out of his mouth were not human words, he was talking parseltounge!
"What is that you retched boy?" said Nagini in a calm, but murderous hiss....
In is world of dreaming he had forgotten that he was probably facing death in the face and fell of his bed again in shock. Nagini laughed a soft, cruel, mocking laugh.
It was then that Harry realized the full weirdness of the situation. There was the huge snake belonging to Lord Voldemort, the most feared and hated wizard in the world, floating in mid-air.
He didn't care how the grotesque reptile was staying in the air, but at this point he didn't care, he would give anything to just be back at the Burrow with his friends.
While Harry was trying to concentrate on what to do with the odd situation...Nagini started to talk again,
"Why are you sssitting there Potter",
"Aren't you going to even try and ssstupefy me?"
"To ssscared Potter",
"Ssscared to break the rules dear Mr. Potter"
I won't let her get to me...I won't let her get to me...I won't let her get to me, Harry thought more determined then ever. At this point the snake was slowly slithering closer to Harry as though there was an invisible floor below him, while still shouting insults at Harry.
She is trying to provoke me to break the rule of magic, she is trying to make me do something that I don't want to do, Harry thought. He felt like he was under the Imperius cruse, his mind fighting his impulse to use Avada Kedavra on the stupid snake now almost to his nose.
I WON'T DO IT!!! Shouted Harry in his head still fighting the urge to use magic out of Hogwarts (there is a strict rule that no student must use magic out of Hogwarts over summer break, which consequence was immediate expulsion!). It seemed as though the animal was hypnotizing him in some way as she talked slowly, calmly and deadly.
"Come here little Potter, come to me. I will take you to your death Harry. Won't it be fun?" Nagini whispered in Harry's ear over and over again.
Harry was starting to give in, unable to handle Nagini's whispers.
"Get on my back Harry and I will take you to death" she said.
Harry suddenly had no thought in his head; he had no feelings of what he was doing, just that he should do whatever the voice said. So with that Harry put one leg over Nagini's shiny body.
Without warning the slippery reptile glided back onto the air and moved swiftly to the east. All of the sudden a burst off blue light and some words from a voice, Harry was sure he had heard before, came gliding up from the ground and hit the snake and it and Harry started to fall from the sky.
Harry didn't know what to do. He had regained complete coconscious and was very startled when he found himself suddenly falling from the sky, to definite death. His brain was in a sudden state of panic and he couldn't think clearly, what was he going to do?!!
The voice he had heard sounded again it and was closer. Harry's mind was now running completely amuck. He was trying to think of a way to get down, why he was on Nagini's back of all things and whom the strange voice belonged to. And then he was on the ground, he probably won't have realized it if he hadn't fell over and knocked of his glasses.