***It's chapter six! With hints of D/G, too! I had to add it now.
Anyways, read and enjoy!
Characters I happen to own:
Katarina Moon
Carlotta Thems
Atalanta Hunters
Darius Hunters
Giovanni Thems
Professor London
Professor Jerison
Comments on the bottom.
DISCLAIMER: I fail to own Harry Potter and anything related to it. K?
K.***
SUMMARY: It's Harry and co.'s fifth year at Hogwarts. There is
mysterious disappearances, and pranks that sometimes go too far. There
is a legend of a Mystical Hero, the one who will bring destruction to
all those he loves, and a old long-forgotten prophecy. Harry and the
gang also faces crushes, finals, new students, secrets, the Order, and
a Dueling Tournament. HxH DxG RxOC
HARRY POTTER AND THE MYSTICAL HERO
by Hikari Mirai
LAST TIME ON HARRY POTTER AND THE MYSTICAL HERO--
"Professor London." the woman said, extending a hand to them,
cheerfully.
Harry slowly took his new professor's hand, and everything went white.
Chapter Six
Harry wasn't sure on what's happening. One minute he was shaking hands
with Professor London, the next, he was surrounded and blinded by white
light.
The brightness died down considerably, and he was able to make out
something in the distance, but all Harry could make out was a black
dot.
"Harry," a soft familiar voice called. As if she apparated, Professor
London, or what looked like his temporary Care of Magical Creatures
professor, walked up to him, with her hand extended, a golden cross
shaped pendant hanging on a gold chain laying in her palm.
"Harry," she whispered, putting the cross closer to Harry's face. "Take
it, Harry, it's the key."
"Key- to what?" Harry couldn't help but say, as he eyed the cross
strangly. Something inside of him told him that he should take face his
destiny. Something else told him that the pain isn't worth it.
But questions swarmed through his mind. What's the purpose of the
cross? Is it some kind of key? What pain? What was the worth of the
pain? What had caused it? Will he loose something, or suffer greatly?
"Harry, don't be scared. It had to happen someday." the woman answered
quietly. Clenching her ahnd with the cross into a fist she pulled her
hand down. "Remember, don't be scared."
All of the sudden, Harry became dizzy, like the world was spinning in
circles around him, but that he couldn't be too sure on. Slowly, other
colors started to mix in with the white from his surroundings. And
slowly, his surroundings stopped spinning, and the first thinf he saw
was-
"Hermione?" Harry said weakly. He felt sick and weak, and most of all
dizzy. "What happened?" he continued, slowly sitting up, clutching his
head.
"You collasped." Hermione answered, a hint of worry in her tone. "Are
you okay? What happened?"
"I don't know, I just slaw lots of white, and Professor London!" Harry
answered. "Professor London was offering me a golden cross, saying it
was a key to something, and something about something's going to happen
someday."
Hermione blinked. "Professor London offered you a cross? That's
supposedly is a key?"
"I guess."
*****
(I'm switching the pov. I'll be doing that once in while. Hope you
don't mind.)
After his big shock of being a prefect, he tried to keep the news from
spreading. If it reached Fred and George, he would be doomed.
Although he'd love to get something new, like a new dress robe, but he
couldn't afford it. Which would he prefer? a)Get a new dress robe that
did not look like a dress and that was not maroon, or b)not be the target of
Fred and George's prefect jokes. Like any intelligent, sensible, and
wise person, he prefered b, especially after all the stuff the twins
did on Percy...
Not that life was any better, even if he choosed option b. He had a new
classmate, and it's an annoying brown haired girl. He didn't quite know
what was so annoying with her, but he just happened to find her
annoying. He just can't stop being annoyed or pissed at her. Was he
going crazy? That potion Fred and George made him test must be taking
it's toll.
Anyways, life for Ron Weasley was not boring. After all, being friends
with Harry Potter and Voldemort out their to kill Harry, how can you
say life is boring? If Ron wasn't breaking school rules, doing
homework, or help solve mysteries, he was in detention.
He did get quite alot of detentions, but it was nothing compared to the
Marauders from decades ago, or the Weasley twins. SO he can safely say
that was good. After all, compared to all of Hogwarts pranksters, he
was a perfect angel never getting detention. Fred and George were in
detention every other day...
After what Sirius and Lupin told him what they used to do in school,
Ron was feeling quite confident that the twins still had a long way to
go before he break Prongs and Padfoot's detention record. They were
getting close to beating Lupins's, though.
Ron was coming back from the kitchens with armfull of snacks just in
case Harry gets up and decides he's hungry. He unexplainably passed out
when he was shaking hands with Professor London.
London. Funny name, he though. Why was she named after a place? BUt
that's not his primary concern, Harry was. He noticed Harry's behavior.
He's been spacey, a far away look in his eyes from time to time, and he
was quiet, too. Oh well, can't understand everything, as Fred and
George alway say, will besides P on a badge stands for pinhead.
He opened the door to a room where Harry and Hermione were. Harry was
up, but he and Hermione were looking at each other. Ron closed the door
and walked off like he never opened the door, eating the snacks along
the way. He didn't want to interupt anything.
*****
(Change of pov, again! I'll probably be doing this often.)
Ginny Weasley was your average witch in Hogwarts, with an unusually
large family, and with good, but average marks.
Ginny's life was pretty uneventful, well, for her anyways. Nothing
much, just the average, you know, flying cars, moving staircases,
pictures you can have decent conversation with, and all that stuff.
Average, well, for a witch attending Hogwarts that is.
So in other words, Ginny lives an average, boring, uneventfull life, if
you don't count the Chamber of Secrets thing, but that's not the point.
She hadn't change much since her first year, well, except for maybe her
appearance. She had grown, and into a young woman. Or you could say,
she's catching the attention of her fellow male schoolmates.
There's one thing that everyone that does not know. She had a crush,
and on the last person imaginable. Heck, if she ever told any of her
brothers, well for Ron at least, her crush will cease to exist. Enough
said.
She had liked him ever since the end of her third year. Why hadn't she
notice him earlier? She had no idea, maybe she was too obessesed with
the Boy-Who-Lived. Who knows, she sure didn't.
Just because she had liked someone else now, doesn't mean Ginny didn't
like Harry. Yeah, she would still team up with Colin Creevey and create
a Harry Potter fanclub, but she didn't like him as much as she used
too.
GInny desperately tired to regain her crush on Harry, her current crush
would never like her. After all, she was a Gryffindor, and a Weasley at
that. And he, her crush, was well known, especially for his last name.
He was too, how should she say it? *Important*, at least in his eyes.
He came from a wealthy family, and her? Well not much money is a nice
way of putting it.
She didn't know why she liked him, after all those things he said to
her and her family, all those nasty insults to her friends, but she
still couldn't help but liking Draco Malfoy.
And back to the story. Ginny was walking down the aisle in the Hogwarts
Express on September the 1st. She was looking for her friend, Wanda
Abbson, and she was bound to be in one of the compartments.
After checking a compartment to her right, she ran into something, or
more likely someone. She fell back felt someone topple over her. She
opened her eyes to meet a pair of grey eyes.
Ginny turned red as a tomato when she found out who the eyes belonged
to. *Not him again!* Ginny thought annoyed. *Now I can't help but
blush! SUre hope he doesn't notice, it would be embarrasing!*
"M..m..malfoy!" Ginny stuttered. *Damn! Why can't I stop stuttering?!*
Malfoy quickly got to his feet, dusted his robes off. He glared at
Ginny. "Why, isn't it the Weasel's baby sister?"
"It's Weasley, Malfoy! Not Weasel!" Ginny corrected in a heated voice.
*Yes! I didn't stutter!*
"You think I care?" Malfoy sneered. He leaned foward, his face close to
hers. "Just if you don't know, I don't!"
"Don't what?" Ginny questioned, raising an eyebrow. She was enjoying
this. She can't remember the last time she enjoyed provoking someone as
much as this. Heck, like is an understatement! She loved it!
"Don't catch my drift, Weasel?" Malfoy asked, a hint of annoyance in
his voice.
That was reason one why Virginia Weasley like to provoke Draco Malfoy.
He was so easy to annoy.
Smirking, Ginny answered, "I may, I may not. It depends on what you're
thinking."
Being a Malfoy, Ginny thought Malfoy would be harder to annoy. Oh well,
it's not like she's gonna die before school even starts.
"You're brighter than that, Weasel." Malfoy sneered, before turning on
his heels and walked off.
And for the first time, Ginny noticed that Crabbe and Goyle weren't
around Malfoy. Ginny would bet her house that those large idiots were
stuffing their faces.
***Tada! Chapter six! And it's slowly getting longer, anyone noticing
that? Probably not.
And...I don't get any more reviews. Is anyone reading this? Or am I
updating too fast? I have to admit, I didn't think I could finish this
chapter so fast.
Anyways, review and tell me what you think!
Hikari Mirai***
Anyways, read and enjoy!
Characters I happen to own:
Katarina Moon
Carlotta Thems
Atalanta Hunters
Darius Hunters
Giovanni Thems
Professor London
Professor Jerison
Comments on the bottom.
DISCLAIMER: I fail to own Harry Potter and anything related to it. K?
K.***
SUMMARY: It's Harry and co.'s fifth year at Hogwarts. There is
mysterious disappearances, and pranks that sometimes go too far. There
is a legend of a Mystical Hero, the one who will bring destruction to
all those he loves, and a old long-forgotten prophecy. Harry and the
gang also faces crushes, finals, new students, secrets, the Order, and
a Dueling Tournament. HxH DxG RxOC
HARRY POTTER AND THE MYSTICAL HERO
by Hikari Mirai
LAST TIME ON HARRY POTTER AND THE MYSTICAL HERO--
"Professor London." the woman said, extending a hand to them,
cheerfully.
Harry slowly took his new professor's hand, and everything went white.
Chapter Six
Harry wasn't sure on what's happening. One minute he was shaking hands
with Professor London, the next, he was surrounded and blinded by white
light.
The brightness died down considerably, and he was able to make out
something in the distance, but all Harry could make out was a black
dot.
"Harry," a soft familiar voice called. As if she apparated, Professor
London, or what looked like his temporary Care of Magical Creatures
professor, walked up to him, with her hand extended, a golden cross
shaped pendant hanging on a gold chain laying in her palm.
"Harry," she whispered, putting the cross closer to Harry's face. "Take
it, Harry, it's the key."
"Key- to what?" Harry couldn't help but say, as he eyed the cross
strangly. Something inside of him told him that he should take face his
destiny. Something else told him that the pain isn't worth it.
But questions swarmed through his mind. What's the purpose of the
cross? Is it some kind of key? What pain? What was the worth of the
pain? What had caused it? Will he loose something, or suffer greatly?
"Harry, don't be scared. It had to happen someday." the woman answered
quietly. Clenching her ahnd with the cross into a fist she pulled her
hand down. "Remember, don't be scared."
All of the sudden, Harry became dizzy, like the world was spinning in
circles around him, but that he couldn't be too sure on. Slowly, other
colors started to mix in with the white from his surroundings. And
slowly, his surroundings stopped spinning, and the first thinf he saw
was-
"Hermione?" Harry said weakly. He felt sick and weak, and most of all
dizzy. "What happened?" he continued, slowly sitting up, clutching his
head.
"You collasped." Hermione answered, a hint of worry in her tone. "Are
you okay? What happened?"
"I don't know, I just slaw lots of white, and Professor London!" Harry
answered. "Professor London was offering me a golden cross, saying it
was a key to something, and something about something's going to happen
someday."
Hermione blinked. "Professor London offered you a cross? That's
supposedly is a key?"
"I guess."
*****
(I'm switching the pov. I'll be doing that once in while. Hope you
don't mind.)
After his big shock of being a prefect, he tried to keep the news from
spreading. If it reached Fred and George, he would be doomed.
Although he'd love to get something new, like a new dress robe, but he
couldn't afford it. Which would he prefer? a)Get a new dress robe that
did not look like a dress and that was not maroon, or b)not be the target of
Fred and George's prefect jokes. Like any intelligent, sensible, and
wise person, he prefered b, especially after all the stuff the twins
did on Percy...
Not that life was any better, even if he choosed option b. He had a new
classmate, and it's an annoying brown haired girl. He didn't quite know
what was so annoying with her, but he just happened to find her
annoying. He just can't stop being annoyed or pissed at her. Was he
going crazy? That potion Fred and George made him test must be taking
it's toll.
Anyways, life for Ron Weasley was not boring. After all, being friends
with Harry Potter and Voldemort out their to kill Harry, how can you
say life is boring? If Ron wasn't breaking school rules, doing
homework, or help solve mysteries, he was in detention.
He did get quite alot of detentions, but it was nothing compared to the
Marauders from decades ago, or the Weasley twins. SO he can safely say
that was good. After all, compared to all of Hogwarts pranksters, he
was a perfect angel never getting detention. Fred and George were in
detention every other day...
After what Sirius and Lupin told him what they used to do in school,
Ron was feeling quite confident that the twins still had a long way to
go before he break Prongs and Padfoot's detention record. They were
getting close to beating Lupins's, though.
Ron was coming back from the kitchens with armfull of snacks just in
case Harry gets up and decides he's hungry. He unexplainably passed out
when he was shaking hands with Professor London.
London. Funny name, he though. Why was she named after a place? BUt
that's not his primary concern, Harry was. He noticed Harry's behavior.
He's been spacey, a far away look in his eyes from time to time, and he
was quiet, too. Oh well, can't understand everything, as Fred and
George alway say, will besides P on a badge stands for pinhead.
He opened the door to a room where Harry and Hermione were. Harry was
up, but he and Hermione were looking at each other. Ron closed the door
and walked off like he never opened the door, eating the snacks along
the way. He didn't want to interupt anything.
*****
(Change of pov, again! I'll probably be doing this often.)
Ginny Weasley was your average witch in Hogwarts, with an unusually
large family, and with good, but average marks.
Ginny's life was pretty uneventful, well, for her anyways. Nothing
much, just the average, you know, flying cars, moving staircases,
pictures you can have decent conversation with, and all that stuff.
Average, well, for a witch attending Hogwarts that is.
So in other words, Ginny lives an average, boring, uneventfull life, if
you don't count the Chamber of Secrets thing, but that's not the point.
She hadn't change much since her first year, well, except for maybe her
appearance. She had grown, and into a young woman. Or you could say,
she's catching the attention of her fellow male schoolmates.
There's one thing that everyone that does not know. She had a crush,
and on the last person imaginable. Heck, if she ever told any of her
brothers, well for Ron at least, her crush will cease to exist. Enough
said.
She had liked him ever since the end of her third year. Why hadn't she
notice him earlier? She had no idea, maybe she was too obessesed with
the Boy-Who-Lived. Who knows, she sure didn't.
Just because she had liked someone else now, doesn't mean Ginny didn't
like Harry. Yeah, she would still team up with Colin Creevey and create
a Harry Potter fanclub, but she didn't like him as much as she used
too.
GInny desperately tired to regain her crush on Harry, her current crush
would never like her. After all, she was a Gryffindor, and a Weasley at
that. And he, her crush, was well known, especially for his last name.
He was too, how should she say it? *Important*, at least in his eyes.
He came from a wealthy family, and her? Well not much money is a nice
way of putting it.
She didn't know why she liked him, after all those things he said to
her and her family, all those nasty insults to her friends, but she
still couldn't help but liking Draco Malfoy.
And back to the story. Ginny was walking down the aisle in the Hogwarts
Express on September the 1st. She was looking for her friend, Wanda
Abbson, and she was bound to be in one of the compartments.
After checking a compartment to her right, she ran into something, or
more likely someone. She fell back felt someone topple over her. She
opened her eyes to meet a pair of grey eyes.
Ginny turned red as a tomato when she found out who the eyes belonged
to. *Not him again!* Ginny thought annoyed. *Now I can't help but
blush! SUre hope he doesn't notice, it would be embarrasing!*
"M..m..malfoy!" Ginny stuttered. *Damn! Why can't I stop stuttering?!*
Malfoy quickly got to his feet, dusted his robes off. He glared at
Ginny. "Why, isn't it the Weasel's baby sister?"
"It's Weasley, Malfoy! Not Weasel!" Ginny corrected in a heated voice.
*Yes! I didn't stutter!*
"You think I care?" Malfoy sneered. He leaned foward, his face close to
hers. "Just if you don't know, I don't!"
"Don't what?" Ginny questioned, raising an eyebrow. She was enjoying
this. She can't remember the last time she enjoyed provoking someone as
much as this. Heck, like is an understatement! She loved it!
"Don't catch my drift, Weasel?" Malfoy asked, a hint of annoyance in
his voice.
That was reason one why Virginia Weasley like to provoke Draco Malfoy.
He was so easy to annoy.
Smirking, Ginny answered, "I may, I may not. It depends on what you're
thinking."
Being a Malfoy, Ginny thought Malfoy would be harder to annoy. Oh well,
it's not like she's gonna die before school even starts.
"You're brighter than that, Weasel." Malfoy sneered, before turning on
his heels and walked off.
And for the first time, Ginny noticed that Crabbe and Goyle weren't
around Malfoy. Ginny would bet her house that those large idiots were
stuffing their faces.
***Tada! Chapter six! And it's slowly getting longer, anyone noticing
that? Probably not.
And...I don't get any more reviews. Is anyone reading this? Or am I
updating too fast? I have to admit, I didn't think I could finish this
chapter so fast.
Anyways, review and tell me what you think!
Hikari Mirai***