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Am so happy (and a bit surprised) that so many people like the story. I keep telling random people about getting reviews, and then having to explain to them what fan fiction is, as a scary number of people have not heard of it.
Abandoned - chapter 8
When Harry awoke he was still on the floor of the dungeon. He tried with effort to focus on the person that had woken him. They were pushing down on his abdomen. Harry groggily tried to push the hands away
"Go away"
"Harry! You're awake, thank goodness. It's Remus Lupin, please try to stay awake for me."
"Why am I here?" Harry was having difficulty thinking straight.
"You were stabbed. SEVERUS! WAKE UP!" He shouted at somebody Harry couldn't see.
A groan came from the other end of the classroom. "Bloody hell. My head."
"Severus, get Poppy, now!"
"What happened?"
"Harry was attacked by the second assassin, he was stabbed." Remus paled "There's blood everywhere."
"How did I know this would have something to do with Potter". Snape mumbled as he staggered from the room clutching his head.
Harry felt himself loosing consciousness again.
"Harry, look at me." Harry fought to keep himself awake; Remus' face seemed so far away. "Ok, tell me about - tell me about how you got past that dragon last year."
Dragon? Harry thought, oh yes, THAT dragon
"Used my Firebolt."
"I need more than that Harry, I wasn't there remember." Remus said, desparately trying to get Harry to talk and stay awake.
"Oh, I -" The dungeon door banged open and Madame Pomfrey and Albus Dumbledore entered.
"Harry, are you alright?" Said Professor Dumbledore
Madame Pomfrey gave a long-suffering sigh "Of course he's not alright Albus". She then lifted Harry's shirt and jumper. They were stained dark red.
This time Harry couldn't resist the waves of exhaustion. He was so cold..
Harry felt himself slowly waking up. He was somewhere warm and soft. He slowly opened his eyes. The hospital wing...again. He turned onto his side. Professor Snape was in the bed next to him. Having noticed that Harry had woken he fixed him with his best glare.
Harry glared back and turned onto the other side. A big black dog was asleep on the armchair by his bed. Harry reached out and poked it softly. The dog woke instantly and seemed to give Harry an appraising stare before jumping up and pulling screens around Harry's bed, growling at Snape as he passed.
With a small pop the dog transformed back into Harry's godfather. "Harry! I was so worried. How are you feeling."
"Alright. Glad to see you."
"It's mutual." The two hugged briefly before Sirius sat back on the chair.
"Yesterday was the first day on my mission for Dumbledore that I could safely receive post. I got a letter telling me that you were attacked at the end of the summer and that you have a new power. I came straight here of course to make sure you are alright and met Pomfrey, Dumbledore and Moony carrying you here with a major stab wound! Are you trying to send me to an early grave?"
"I'm sorry."
"Why? If that moron who gave you a detention for no reason had been paying attention-"
"It's a hospital screen Black, not a soundproof barrier, I can hear you." Snape said.
"shut up Snape."
"At least it's over now. There were two assassins and they both failed. Voldemort will have to think of a new plan now." Harry said quietly.
"yeah. Harry, please be careful. He's not going to just give up and until I'm done with this mission I can't protect you like I want to."
"you're leaving again?"
"I have to. It's so hard to leave you here like this but I promised Albus. If I had a choice."
Harry looked at Sirius. He knew that he was being truthful about how hard it was to leave him, but he was getting so tired of it. He just wanted someone - an adult to be there no matter what. Harry looked Sirius in the eye and said in a (hopefully) confidant voice
"I know. Anyway, you'll be back after the mission. It'll be fine."
"Your parents would be so proud of you." There was a cough that sounded suspiciously like someone was trying not to laugh from the other side of the screen.
"Sirius, do you know when I can get up?"
"The wound in your stomach his nearly completely healed, you just have to be careful for a few days. You will probably be a bit sleepy as well for a while as you make up for loosing all that blood. Apparently you can return to your dorm tonight." Harry and Sirius spent the rest of the day talking about things like quidditch and playing exploding snap.
At lunch Ron, Hermione and Ginny came by and they joined in the game of snap, which lot louder and louder until Snape announced that he would get more rest in the middle of the great hall during a feast, and he left to sleep in his room in the teacher's tower.
That night Harry and Ginny sat by the fire in the common room arms round each other as they celebrated another of Voldemorts' plans failing miserably.
Time at the school seemed to race past as before they knew it, the Christmas holidays came round. For the first time ever Harry was going to the Weasley's for Christmas (Dumbledore was allowing Harry to be there for Christmas day as a treat, despite being worried about when Voldemort was going to make his next move).
Harry and Hermione were the only Griffindors left in the tower over the rest of the holiday. They used the time mostly to begin revision for the OWL exams. Although Harry felt that it was unnatural to begin revision 6 months in advance, the power of Hermione's nag was formidable.
On Christmas day Harry and Hermione got up really early and went to Dumbledore's office to floo over to the Weasley house. Harry was feeling very excited. He had never had a 'proper' Christmas, and despite being a 15 year old he could barely restrain himself from bouncing up and down on the spot in excitement.
When Harry stumbled out of the fireplace it was 9:00 in the morning. The Weasleys were gathered around a tree in the living room waiting for them. Mr and Mrs Weasley immediately gave Harry and Hermione a big hug and kiss on the cheek before they joined the boys and Ginny around the tree.
The present opening lasted for ages, especially as about 20 other members of the Weasley family turned up just after Harry and Hermione. Various people in the group commented on how nice it was to have 'the boy who lived' at their Christmas party. Some of the littler children kept fighting over who sat next to him. The best thing was that they had all bought him gifts, (Ron had told Harry to expect this so he got them all gifts in return). Although Harry wasn't happy about the attention that he was getting because of who he was, it was the best day of his life.
The Christmas dinner lasted into the late afternoon, and Harry and Ginny, with some of the smaller Weasley cousins had a snowball fight with Ginny's brothers. By the time Harry and Hermione had to go back to Hogwarts, they were completely exhausted.
Back in the common room they collapsed into armchairs. "That was really different from Christmas at my house! It's a shame that I gave Muggle studies up, I could have got extra credit for an essay comparing them. Is it different from the Dursleys?"
"Really different! There were so many people there and they all helped with cooking and things. Only one person usually does that as the Dursley's."
"Yeah, at my house it's usually my Mum." Hermione continued missing the undertone in what Harry had said. "The presents were great weren't they? I got so many!" this seemed to cheer Harry up a bit.
"yeah! I loved the camera that the twins, Ron and Ginny got me, I can join the Creevey Paparazzi club!"
When the next term started and everyone came back the common room suddenly felt so small with all those people in it, rather than just him and Hermione. As a surprise for the Griffindors, Hermione and Harry had constructed a photo collage of Hogwarts and the grounds made up of about 50 photos on another part of the common room wall. They had labelled it 'Potter and Granger exhibit' in flashing gold writing. The Creeveys were furious, which everyone else found very amusing (everyone in Griffindor had at some point or another, constructed a plan to sabotage the famous 'Creevey camera').
A/N Ok I have to leave it there for now - I hope to update soon.
Had to let Remus save Harry, as he couldn't in my other fic 'candle in the wind'.
I will read the fics of anyone that reviews!
THANKS FOR REVIEWING!!!!!!!!!!!
Am so happy (and a bit surprised) that so many people like the story. I keep telling random people about getting reviews, and then having to explain to them what fan fiction is, as a scary number of people have not heard of it.
Abandoned - chapter 8
When Harry awoke he was still on the floor of the dungeon. He tried with effort to focus on the person that had woken him. They were pushing down on his abdomen. Harry groggily tried to push the hands away
"Go away"
"Harry! You're awake, thank goodness. It's Remus Lupin, please try to stay awake for me."
"Why am I here?" Harry was having difficulty thinking straight.
"You were stabbed. SEVERUS! WAKE UP!" He shouted at somebody Harry couldn't see.
A groan came from the other end of the classroom. "Bloody hell. My head."
"Severus, get Poppy, now!"
"What happened?"
"Harry was attacked by the second assassin, he was stabbed." Remus paled "There's blood everywhere."
"How did I know this would have something to do with Potter". Snape mumbled as he staggered from the room clutching his head.
Harry felt himself loosing consciousness again.
"Harry, look at me." Harry fought to keep himself awake; Remus' face seemed so far away. "Ok, tell me about - tell me about how you got past that dragon last year."
Dragon? Harry thought, oh yes, THAT dragon
"Used my Firebolt."
"I need more than that Harry, I wasn't there remember." Remus said, desparately trying to get Harry to talk and stay awake.
"Oh, I -" The dungeon door banged open and Madame Pomfrey and Albus Dumbledore entered.
"Harry, are you alright?" Said Professor Dumbledore
Madame Pomfrey gave a long-suffering sigh "Of course he's not alright Albus". She then lifted Harry's shirt and jumper. They were stained dark red.
This time Harry couldn't resist the waves of exhaustion. He was so cold..
Harry felt himself slowly waking up. He was somewhere warm and soft. He slowly opened his eyes. The hospital wing...again. He turned onto his side. Professor Snape was in the bed next to him. Having noticed that Harry had woken he fixed him with his best glare.
Harry glared back and turned onto the other side. A big black dog was asleep on the armchair by his bed. Harry reached out and poked it softly. The dog woke instantly and seemed to give Harry an appraising stare before jumping up and pulling screens around Harry's bed, growling at Snape as he passed.
With a small pop the dog transformed back into Harry's godfather. "Harry! I was so worried. How are you feeling."
"Alright. Glad to see you."
"It's mutual." The two hugged briefly before Sirius sat back on the chair.
"Yesterday was the first day on my mission for Dumbledore that I could safely receive post. I got a letter telling me that you were attacked at the end of the summer and that you have a new power. I came straight here of course to make sure you are alright and met Pomfrey, Dumbledore and Moony carrying you here with a major stab wound! Are you trying to send me to an early grave?"
"I'm sorry."
"Why? If that moron who gave you a detention for no reason had been paying attention-"
"It's a hospital screen Black, not a soundproof barrier, I can hear you." Snape said.
"shut up Snape."
"At least it's over now. There were two assassins and they both failed. Voldemort will have to think of a new plan now." Harry said quietly.
"yeah. Harry, please be careful. He's not going to just give up and until I'm done with this mission I can't protect you like I want to."
"you're leaving again?"
"I have to. It's so hard to leave you here like this but I promised Albus. If I had a choice."
Harry looked at Sirius. He knew that he was being truthful about how hard it was to leave him, but he was getting so tired of it. He just wanted someone - an adult to be there no matter what. Harry looked Sirius in the eye and said in a (hopefully) confidant voice
"I know. Anyway, you'll be back after the mission. It'll be fine."
"Your parents would be so proud of you." There was a cough that sounded suspiciously like someone was trying not to laugh from the other side of the screen.
"Sirius, do you know when I can get up?"
"The wound in your stomach his nearly completely healed, you just have to be careful for a few days. You will probably be a bit sleepy as well for a while as you make up for loosing all that blood. Apparently you can return to your dorm tonight." Harry and Sirius spent the rest of the day talking about things like quidditch and playing exploding snap.
At lunch Ron, Hermione and Ginny came by and they joined in the game of snap, which lot louder and louder until Snape announced that he would get more rest in the middle of the great hall during a feast, and he left to sleep in his room in the teacher's tower.
That night Harry and Ginny sat by the fire in the common room arms round each other as they celebrated another of Voldemorts' plans failing miserably.
Time at the school seemed to race past as before they knew it, the Christmas holidays came round. For the first time ever Harry was going to the Weasley's for Christmas (Dumbledore was allowing Harry to be there for Christmas day as a treat, despite being worried about when Voldemort was going to make his next move).
Harry and Hermione were the only Griffindors left in the tower over the rest of the holiday. They used the time mostly to begin revision for the OWL exams. Although Harry felt that it was unnatural to begin revision 6 months in advance, the power of Hermione's nag was formidable.
On Christmas day Harry and Hermione got up really early and went to Dumbledore's office to floo over to the Weasley house. Harry was feeling very excited. He had never had a 'proper' Christmas, and despite being a 15 year old he could barely restrain himself from bouncing up and down on the spot in excitement.
When Harry stumbled out of the fireplace it was 9:00 in the morning. The Weasleys were gathered around a tree in the living room waiting for them. Mr and Mrs Weasley immediately gave Harry and Hermione a big hug and kiss on the cheek before they joined the boys and Ginny around the tree.
The present opening lasted for ages, especially as about 20 other members of the Weasley family turned up just after Harry and Hermione. Various people in the group commented on how nice it was to have 'the boy who lived' at their Christmas party. Some of the littler children kept fighting over who sat next to him. The best thing was that they had all bought him gifts, (Ron had told Harry to expect this so he got them all gifts in return). Although Harry wasn't happy about the attention that he was getting because of who he was, it was the best day of his life.
The Christmas dinner lasted into the late afternoon, and Harry and Ginny, with some of the smaller Weasley cousins had a snowball fight with Ginny's brothers. By the time Harry and Hermione had to go back to Hogwarts, they were completely exhausted.
Back in the common room they collapsed into armchairs. "That was really different from Christmas at my house! It's a shame that I gave Muggle studies up, I could have got extra credit for an essay comparing them. Is it different from the Dursleys?"
"Really different! There were so many people there and they all helped with cooking and things. Only one person usually does that as the Dursley's."
"Yeah, at my house it's usually my Mum." Hermione continued missing the undertone in what Harry had said. "The presents were great weren't they? I got so many!" this seemed to cheer Harry up a bit.
"yeah! I loved the camera that the twins, Ron and Ginny got me, I can join the Creevey Paparazzi club!"
When the next term started and everyone came back the common room suddenly felt so small with all those people in it, rather than just him and Hermione. As a surprise for the Griffindors, Hermione and Harry had constructed a photo collage of Hogwarts and the grounds made up of about 50 photos on another part of the common room wall. They had labelled it 'Potter and Granger exhibit' in flashing gold writing. The Creeveys were furious, which everyone else found very amusing (everyone in Griffindor had at some point or another, constructed a plan to sabotage the famous 'Creevey camera').
A/N Ok I have to leave it there for now - I hope to update soon.
Had to let Remus save Harry, as he couldn't in my other fic 'candle in the wind'.
I will read the fics of anyone that reviews!