Harry Potter and the Legend of the Demon Bands
Harry awoke to some noise downstairs. He got out of bed quietly and crept into the hallway. He heard His aunt and uncle arguing.
"Petunia! I will not leave that boy alone in my house. It just won't happen."
"Vernon. Listen to me. We'll just talk to the neighbors and have them check up on him."
"Now Petunia. You know that they won't be able to watch him all the time. You know how dangerous he is. He'll blow up the whole damn house!" Uncle Vernon was almost beginning to shout. Harry silently crept back into his room and shut the door. He leaned against the door and shut his eyes. He sighed as if to prepare him self for a battle and went downstairs. He didn't see his aunt anywhere and only Uncle Vernon was at the table.
He sat down and grabbed some bacon. He was about to take a bite when Dudley, who had just come downstairs, stole it out of his hands. Harry gave him a scowl and grabbed a new piece of bacon.
Aunt Petunia walked into the house and took off her coat.
"Hi mum." Dudley said without even taking his eyes off his plate. Aunt Petunia gave her "Dudders" a sweet smile and then shot Harry a glare.
"Good news Vernon! They said they would watch him!" Petunia's sickly sweet smile said it all. Harry was the him they were talking about.
"You're leaving?" Harry asked barely keeping the excitement out of his voice. "When?"
"Yes we're leaving. Today around noon." Uncle Vernon didn't sound happy about leaving Harry a lone in his house. "We're going back to Privet Drive for the last of the things there."
"You'll be staying here of course." Aunt Petunia had no trouble keeping the excitement out of her voice. "The neighbors, and I've had a chat with them boy, are going to be watching you while we're gone to make sure that you don't break anything."
"What did you tell them?" Harry asked cautiously.
"She told him the truth boy. That you go to St. Brutus and that is the truth isn't it boy. You're going to be a good little freak and be as normal as you can, aren't you."
"Yes, of course Uncle Vernon. I will be just like a mug-I mean normal person." Harry silently scolded himself for that little slip of his tongue.
"I MEAN IT BOY. YOU SLIP ONCE AND YOU'LL NEVER GO BACK TO THAT SCHOOL OF YOUR'S. NEVER!"
Harry stood up looking defiantly at his uncle. Throwing up his hands in defeat, he went up to his room and closed the door. He sat down on his bed and flopped backwards, lying eagle-spread on his bed.
Slowly his eyes began to droop and sleep settled in for a little nap.
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Harry opened his eyes and found himself in a cold, dark forest. He stood up and brushed off the dirt on his robes.
Wait a minute. Robes? When did he put on robes?
He was extremely confused. He examined himself. He was wearing navy blue robes with a Hogwarts seal on them. They were torn and ragged as if he had bean in a fight with a wild beast.
That's when he heard it. The slight scratching sound as if there was something with claws running on a stone floor.
He turned around and found himself looking down a long corridor of Hogwarts castle. He whirled around to see the forest but instead he saw the same corridor.
He went to draw his wand but found that he did not have it with him. He cursed himself fluently. That's when he heard the sound again. This time it was louder. He saw two strange and peculiar green eyes peering at him far down the dark corridor. He raised his fists to prepare himself for whatever lay in the shadows down the corridor.
That's when he really saw his hands for the first time. There were tattoos running down both his arms from his wrists. On his left arm, they were red vines. On his other arm, they were green flames. He noticed that both of the tattoos were writhing as if they were alive and had minds of their own.
The scratching got louder and he looked up.
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Harry awoke from his weird dream, remembering practically none of it. The scratching he had heard was Hedwig looking at him through his window.
He jumped up from the bed and opened up the window, letting the darkness and rain come with her. She dropped the packages on his bed and flew to her cage to rest from her exhausting journey.
He gave Hedwig an appreciative smile and looked at what he had gotten.
It was a package from Sirius along with a letter. He was confused. His birthday wasn't for five more days. He quickly tore open the letter. It was short and simple.
Dear Harry,
Hello Harry. How are you? The muggles treatin' you right? If they aren't then you tell them I'd be happy to check up on you to see how you're doing. Here's your birthday gift. I know your birthday's not due for a couple more days but I'm going to be traveling for a while so I thought I'd send this now. Open it as soon as you get it. Sorry this is so short but I have to go. I hope to see you soon.
Sirius
He paused for awhile, just thinking about Sirius and all the bad luck he'd had over the years. If he was still on the run and yet he said he would be traveling for awhile as if he wasn't running from the Ministry but something else. He then remembered what Dumbledore had said. The old crowd, he had said. And he had said the name of Arabella Figg. Could she possibly be old Ms. Figg?
He gave a sigh and shrugged it away. He looked down and remembered his present from Sirius. He had said to open it right away. Harry gave a grin and shook it when it gave a cry.
"Ssstop! Pleassse ssstop sshaking me around!"
He jumped nearly a foot into the air when he had heard hissing like that. The last time that he had heard that hissing was at Voldemort's resurrection. Parseltongue!
He timidly opened the present to find a box with air holes in it along with a book. He looked at the book. Yep, he was right. The book was titled: "Slytherin: A look into the works of a Parseltongue." He carefully opened the box and smiled at what he saw.
Inside was a small little snake and another note. He picked up the note to see if it said what he was dealing with here.
Harry,
This is a truth snake. If you look on pg. 137 in the book I sent you, it has all of Slytherin's studies on it. I don't know much about it, but I do know that it will tell you when whoever your talking to is lying. Only a Parselltongue can use it. I figured since you are one, then you could use it, instead of having to make a truth potion or something.
Sirius Harry studied the snake for closely. It was about a foot and a half long and was black from head to toe. It had silver eyes with vivid, green slits in them. He tenderly stuck his hand in the box to pick it up but quickly pulled it out again as the snake tried to bite him.
"I thought you listened to Parseltongues?!" Harry hissed angrily.
The change in the snake was evident.
"You are a Parssseltongue? At lasst! A massster of the sssnakesss!"
The snake seemed to be bowing. Harry gave a chuckle and said
"You don't need to worship me. I am your friend, not your master."
"Not. Not my massster? But you know the language of the ssserpentsss."
"Ok. I'm both."
"You are my friend and massster?"
"Affirmative. So uh. What's your name?"
"Name?"
Harry's eyes widened. He had to name a snake. Oh great. How would you name a snake.
"I'll call you. uh. umm... Peliachas. Eli for short."
"That ssuitsss me massster."
Harry held out his arm for Eli. The snake slid up his arm making a tickling sensation spread throughout his body. The snake wrapped itself around his arm above his right wrist. He felt comfortable with Eli wrapped around his arm.
Parvati scowled. She had been assigned to check up on the kid next door. She was missing out on an opportunity to go to London with some friends. With a bored expression, she rang the doorbell.
She heard the boy walking to the door. After a slight pause, the door opened up and she was looking at the cutest boy she had ever seen in her entire life. Her mouth went dry. Her mouth never went dry around boys but it still went dry. All she could do was stare.
"Hello Parvati." Harry said.
It amused him that Parati Patil, the only girl he knew that talked the most and never lost her cool around boys was slack jawed at his presence.
"Do come in." He said with a sweeping of his right arm and stepping back to allow her more room.
He led her into the living room and sat down.
"You have a snake."
"Yea, so what."
"How can you control it?"
It was at about this time that Harry realized that Parvati still didn't recognize him.
"I am a Parseltongue. It's quite easy to control a snake."
Parvati thought for a second. She only knew about two Parseltongues. One was You-know-who and the other was Harry Potter. But this couldn't be Harry Potter she thought. Harry Potter is a scrawny little boy with horrible hair and glasses much to small for him.
"It's not like I have to lift up my bangs or anything for you to see my scar. It's wide open now." He said exasperatedly.
"Wow! Harry, you've changed!" Parvati exclaimed and then let her eyes roam freely and openly over his body.
Oh my. She's licking her lips. Eeep! Harry brought her attention back to the matter at hand.
"So uh. What's up."
"Oh right. My parents sent me over to invite you to eat dinner with us tonight at seven."
"I'd love to."
He walked her to the door and told her to tell her parents that he would definitely be there.
Harry walked upstairs and got ready.
He was going to the Patils.
Harry awoke to some noise downstairs. He got out of bed quietly and crept into the hallway. He heard His aunt and uncle arguing.
"Petunia! I will not leave that boy alone in my house. It just won't happen."
"Vernon. Listen to me. We'll just talk to the neighbors and have them check up on him."
"Now Petunia. You know that they won't be able to watch him all the time. You know how dangerous he is. He'll blow up the whole damn house!" Uncle Vernon was almost beginning to shout. Harry silently crept back into his room and shut the door. He leaned against the door and shut his eyes. He sighed as if to prepare him self for a battle and went downstairs. He didn't see his aunt anywhere and only Uncle Vernon was at the table.
He sat down and grabbed some bacon. He was about to take a bite when Dudley, who had just come downstairs, stole it out of his hands. Harry gave him a scowl and grabbed a new piece of bacon.
Aunt Petunia walked into the house and took off her coat.
"Hi mum." Dudley said without even taking his eyes off his plate. Aunt Petunia gave her "Dudders" a sweet smile and then shot Harry a glare.
"Good news Vernon! They said they would watch him!" Petunia's sickly sweet smile said it all. Harry was the him they were talking about.
"You're leaving?" Harry asked barely keeping the excitement out of his voice. "When?"
"Yes we're leaving. Today around noon." Uncle Vernon didn't sound happy about leaving Harry a lone in his house. "We're going back to Privet Drive for the last of the things there."
"You'll be staying here of course." Aunt Petunia had no trouble keeping the excitement out of her voice. "The neighbors, and I've had a chat with them boy, are going to be watching you while we're gone to make sure that you don't break anything."
"What did you tell them?" Harry asked cautiously.
"She told him the truth boy. That you go to St. Brutus and that is the truth isn't it boy. You're going to be a good little freak and be as normal as you can, aren't you."
"Yes, of course Uncle Vernon. I will be just like a mug-I mean normal person." Harry silently scolded himself for that little slip of his tongue.
"I MEAN IT BOY. YOU SLIP ONCE AND YOU'LL NEVER GO BACK TO THAT SCHOOL OF YOUR'S. NEVER!"
Harry stood up looking defiantly at his uncle. Throwing up his hands in defeat, he went up to his room and closed the door. He sat down on his bed and flopped backwards, lying eagle-spread on his bed.
Slowly his eyes began to droop and sleep settled in for a little nap.
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Harry opened his eyes and found himself in a cold, dark forest. He stood up and brushed off the dirt on his robes.
Wait a minute. Robes? When did he put on robes?
He was extremely confused. He examined himself. He was wearing navy blue robes with a Hogwarts seal on them. They were torn and ragged as if he had bean in a fight with a wild beast.
That's when he heard it. The slight scratching sound as if there was something with claws running on a stone floor.
He turned around and found himself looking down a long corridor of Hogwarts castle. He whirled around to see the forest but instead he saw the same corridor.
He went to draw his wand but found that he did not have it with him. He cursed himself fluently. That's when he heard the sound again. This time it was louder. He saw two strange and peculiar green eyes peering at him far down the dark corridor. He raised his fists to prepare himself for whatever lay in the shadows down the corridor.
That's when he really saw his hands for the first time. There were tattoos running down both his arms from his wrists. On his left arm, they were red vines. On his other arm, they were green flames. He noticed that both of the tattoos were writhing as if they were alive and had minds of their own.
The scratching got louder and he looked up.
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Harry awoke from his weird dream, remembering practically none of it. The scratching he had heard was Hedwig looking at him through his window.
He jumped up from the bed and opened up the window, letting the darkness and rain come with her. She dropped the packages on his bed and flew to her cage to rest from her exhausting journey.
He gave Hedwig an appreciative smile and looked at what he had gotten.
It was a package from Sirius along with a letter. He was confused. His birthday wasn't for five more days. He quickly tore open the letter. It was short and simple.
Dear Harry,
Hello Harry. How are you? The muggles treatin' you right? If they aren't then you tell them I'd be happy to check up on you to see how you're doing. Here's your birthday gift. I know your birthday's not due for a couple more days but I'm going to be traveling for a while so I thought I'd send this now. Open it as soon as you get it. Sorry this is so short but I have to go. I hope to see you soon.
Sirius
He paused for awhile, just thinking about Sirius and all the bad luck he'd had over the years. If he was still on the run and yet he said he would be traveling for awhile as if he wasn't running from the Ministry but something else. He then remembered what Dumbledore had said. The old crowd, he had said. And he had said the name of Arabella Figg. Could she possibly be old Ms. Figg?
He gave a sigh and shrugged it away. He looked down and remembered his present from Sirius. He had said to open it right away. Harry gave a grin and shook it when it gave a cry.
"Ssstop! Pleassse ssstop sshaking me around!"
He jumped nearly a foot into the air when he had heard hissing like that. The last time that he had heard that hissing was at Voldemort's resurrection. Parseltongue!
He timidly opened the present to find a box with air holes in it along with a book. He looked at the book. Yep, he was right. The book was titled: "Slytherin: A look into the works of a Parseltongue." He carefully opened the box and smiled at what he saw.
Inside was a small little snake and another note. He picked up the note to see if it said what he was dealing with here.
Harry,
This is a truth snake. If you look on pg. 137 in the book I sent you, it has all of Slytherin's studies on it. I don't know much about it, but I do know that it will tell you when whoever your talking to is lying. Only a Parselltongue can use it. I figured since you are one, then you could use it, instead of having to make a truth potion or something.
Sirius Harry studied the snake for closely. It was about a foot and a half long and was black from head to toe. It had silver eyes with vivid, green slits in them. He tenderly stuck his hand in the box to pick it up but quickly pulled it out again as the snake tried to bite him.
"I thought you listened to Parseltongues?!" Harry hissed angrily.
The change in the snake was evident.
"You are a Parssseltongue? At lasst! A massster of the sssnakesss!"
The snake seemed to be bowing. Harry gave a chuckle and said
"You don't need to worship me. I am your friend, not your master."
"Not. Not my massster? But you know the language of the ssserpentsss."
"Ok. I'm both."
"You are my friend and massster?"
"Affirmative. So uh. What's your name?"
"Name?"
Harry's eyes widened. He had to name a snake. Oh great. How would you name a snake.
"I'll call you. uh. umm... Peliachas. Eli for short."
"That ssuitsss me massster."
Harry held out his arm for Eli. The snake slid up his arm making a tickling sensation spread throughout his body. The snake wrapped itself around his arm above his right wrist. He felt comfortable with Eli wrapped around his arm.
Parvati scowled. She had been assigned to check up on the kid next door. She was missing out on an opportunity to go to London with some friends. With a bored expression, she rang the doorbell.
She heard the boy walking to the door. After a slight pause, the door opened up and she was looking at the cutest boy she had ever seen in her entire life. Her mouth went dry. Her mouth never went dry around boys but it still went dry. All she could do was stare.
"Hello Parvati." Harry said.
It amused him that Parati Patil, the only girl he knew that talked the most and never lost her cool around boys was slack jawed at his presence.
"Do come in." He said with a sweeping of his right arm and stepping back to allow her more room.
He led her into the living room and sat down.
"You have a snake."
"Yea, so what."
"How can you control it?"
It was at about this time that Harry realized that Parvati still didn't recognize him.
"I am a Parseltongue. It's quite easy to control a snake."
Parvati thought for a second. She only knew about two Parseltongues. One was You-know-who and the other was Harry Potter. But this couldn't be Harry Potter she thought. Harry Potter is a scrawny little boy with horrible hair and glasses much to small for him.
"It's not like I have to lift up my bangs or anything for you to see my scar. It's wide open now." He said exasperatedly.
"Wow! Harry, you've changed!" Parvati exclaimed and then let her eyes roam freely and openly over his body.
Oh my. She's licking her lips. Eeep! Harry brought her attention back to the matter at hand.
"So uh. What's up."
"Oh right. My parents sent me over to invite you to eat dinner with us tonight at seven."
"I'd love to."
He walked her to the door and told her to tell her parents that he would definitely be there.
Harry walked upstairs and got ready.
He was going to the Patils.