Yeah, I know, it took me WAY too long to update this fic, but I plead
temporary writers block (and permanent insanity, but that isn't the point).
I bestow my most heartfelt thanks on the following people, who reviewed and made my day (whichever it was) much brighter.
~shdurrani
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The Resistance
By: The Aussie Slytherin
Chapter Five
It was a week later, and a representative from each house were currently in the 'temporary headquarters' making sure they had everything.
They had classes in an hour, but they knew they'd be able to get back in time, and they each had an excuse to be missing from breakfast - Harry was supposedly sending a letter to Sirius, Hannah getting help with a Charms assignment, Pansy seeing her 'mystery boyfriend', and Terry had told his friends that he was going to the library.
It seemed as though they were all ready to go. The people had been chosen, bags and supplies had been packed, and all that was left to do was reply to Fleur and get the PortKey.
Harry surveyed the contents of the Shrieking Shack. Knowing that it wasn't actually haunted, and that it currently wasn't in use, he had decided that this would be their temporary base of operations.
Which really just meant it was where they dumped their stuff before they left, as Draco had put it.
They had everything they would need. He turned to Pansy. "Got a quill and parchment with you by any chance?"
She shook her head. "Honestly Harry, I thought you'd be smart enough to have brought your own."
He grinned at her. "I did, Pan, but then I packed them."
Hannah giggled. "Don't worry Harry, I've got some with me. It's in here somewhere," she mumbled, digging through her schoolbag.
A minute later Terry got sick of waiting, and he handed Harry his own quill and parchment.
Harry smiled. "Thanks Terry." He sat down on the floor, dragged a box over to lean on and began to write the letter.
'Dear Fleur,
Well, we're ready. We've packed everything we need; we'll be able to shrink it because I know a charm to hide our magical signatures.
There are now fifteen of us from Hogwarts, sixteen if we include Oliver. He's told me that he's waiting for us to be ready, so now he's finally going to be joining you.
All we need now is the PortKey, and preferably some idea of where we're going to be journeying TO.
Take care and reply soon,
Harry'
He quickly folded the letter and placed it in an envelope. He looked up and realised something.
"I forgot to send Hedwig down here, didn't I?" It wasn't really a question.
"Luckily for you, I did," Hannah said with a grin.
Harry laughed. "Thanks Hannah. Sometimes I think I'd forget my head if it weren't attached."
Pansy smirked. "I can help you there, if you like."
"Oh shush. Meanie."
The blonde girl just sighed and handed her friend a Mintie. He grinned happily and whistled to his owl.
After Harry had sent Hedwig off to Fleur with the letter, the four seventeen year olds headed back through the passage to the school.
Terry and Hannah left for double Transfiguration, while Harry and Pansy headed to the dungeons for Potions.
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The campsite was large, and Fleur knew that Harry and his group would be able to fit in with them easily, even if there were fifty of them.
She just hoped they'd hurry and write. Hopefully, Harry hadn't hit any snags while recruiting, and would be sending Hedwig soon.
No sooner than she had thought it, a large snowy owl swooped down and perched on her shoulder.
Hedwig held out her leg, and Fleur took the letter and read it. She grinned. "Nick!" she called.
"Nick's left the country" her sister's boyfriend yelled back.
Rolling her eyes, Fleur gestured for the blond boy to join her. "I need a hand for a sec."
Nick smiled and sat beside her. "Okay, what's the problem?"
"I need you to find me that PortKey that I made for Harry. He and his group are ready to join us."
"That's great. Hold on a sec, and get Hedwig some water. I'll have it in a minute."
Half an hour later, Nick managed to find the book entitled 'Pranks for Beginners' in Ashlee's bag. Fleur wrapped it, wrote a quick note and sent Hedwig back to Harry.
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Having barely survived Potions, Harry was relieved to exit the dungeons. At least, he was until he remembered the next class he had.
"Bloody hell!"
"What???" Hermione and Ron asked worriedly.
"Divination, that's what! I can't believe I haven't quit yet!"
"Me neither," Dean said gloomily. "We must be crazy."
Seamus nodded. "We are."
"Hey!" Ron exclaimed indignantly. "I'm not!"
Harry and Seamus shared a look. "Of course you aren't," they said in unison. Dean laughed.
Hermione shook her head, smiling. "Have fun," she called airily, heading to Arithmancy.
The five Gryffindor boys, along with Lavender and Parvati, made their way to the Divination Tower, none of them looking forward to the class.
Lavender and Parvati had realised in fifth year that Trelawny was a fraud, when she had predicted Harry's death at the hands of Professor Flitwick. Needless to say, it had never happened.
Yet again, Trelawny had them re-examining crystal balls, and as usual not one of them saw a thing. Well, there was one instance....
"Hey Harry, I think I see something!" Seamus said excitedly. Harry and Ron, who were at the same table, looked up curiously.
"Oh?" Harry inquired.
The sandy blond haired boy nodded. "Yep. I'm predicting that I'm going to eat a Mintie in the next minute."
"Really?" Harry said interestedly. "Do you see anything about me doing the same thing?"
Seamus nodded, looking serious. "In fact, I can see that I am the one to provide you with the Mintie."
Ron sighed. "Seamus, you can't very well be seeing all this if you aren't even looking in the bloody crystal ball."
The other boy looked highly affronted, and turned his head away from Ron. He then pulled two Minties out of his pocket, handed one to Harry, and unwrapped his own before popping it into his mouth.
Harry grinned. "See Ron, Seamus's prediction did come true!"
Ron just rolled his eyes.
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The next morning was Saturday, and Harry was eating his breakfast, believing that for once he'd be able to do so without it becoming owl food.
Sadly, this was not to be.
He had just managed to take a second bite from a slice of toast with honey when the post arrived and Hedwig landed on his plate and plucked the remaining toast out of his hand.
Harry gave her a look. She looked back, swallowing his toast. Harry sighed. "Ya know, Hed, I was actually going to eat that." It was about then that he noticed the package she was carrying. He took it.
Before opening the package, Harry opened the envelope and pulled out the letter.
'Dear Harry,
Don't open this package. It's the PortKey. It's actually a book, but I suggest you don't try to read it, lest you end up here without your friends.
We're expecting you as soon as you arrive, sometime soon I hope.
Take care,
Love Fleur'
Harry passed the letter to Seamus, and he then let Dean and Parvati read it.
Harry jumped as another owl pecked at his hand gently, startling him. He recognised Oliver's owl Peppa, and took the note she handed him.
'Harry,
Has Fleur sent you the PortKey yet? If so, where am I to meet you, and when are we leaving?
Oliver'
Harry turned the parchment over and pulled a self-inking quill out of Dean's pocket.
'Oliver,
We've got the PortKey; we'll meet you in the Shrieking Shack at ten AM tomorrow. If plans change, I'll let you know.
Harry'
He handed it to Peppa, and the owl left.
Turning to Parvati, Harry whispered in her ear the date and time for their departure. She nodded and headed to the Ravenclaw table to tell her twin.
Harry caught Draco's eye across the Hall, and the blond knew that it was near time for them to leave. He smiled faintly and nodded at his Gryffindor friend. Harry smiled back, and lobbed a Mintie across the Hall. It hit the Slytherin in the head.
Pansy prevented any retaliation, and Draco unwrapped and ate the Mintie, grinning at Harry.
Ron raised an eyebrow. "Harry, did you just waste a perfectly good Mintie on Malfoy?"
Harry grinned. "Well, it DID hit him in the head."
The red head laughed. "That was pretty funny."
"Thanks."
After a five-minute argument, Hermione managed to drag Harry, Lavender and Seamus to the library with her, leaving Neville, Parvati, Ron and Dean to, in Harry's words, 'tell the school which house is best'.
Which would probably explain why Filch spent half the day screaming, and the other half (after taking a calming potion) cleaning the red and gold paint off the walls of each and every classroom, teacher's office, staffroom, and the Great Hall.
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Okay, next chapter I will be getting down to business, and the more serious stuff.
Also, this fic is now officially an AU. But most of mine were anyway.
Please review!
~TAS
I bestow my most heartfelt thanks on the following people, who reviewed and made my day (whichever it was) much brighter.
~shdurrani
~beefywpac
~Wicker Basket
~KrystaLuck
~Chesire Cat
~Sarah Louise
~GemMissile
~Wytil
~Usagi Serenity Yui Cosmos
~Ladybug Jess
~LoonyLoopyLisa
~Naomi SilverWolf
~Laiannon-fae-elf
~jul
~jas
~FantasyChick
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The Resistance
By: The Aussie Slytherin
Chapter Five
It was a week later, and a representative from each house were currently in the 'temporary headquarters' making sure they had everything.
They had classes in an hour, but they knew they'd be able to get back in time, and they each had an excuse to be missing from breakfast - Harry was supposedly sending a letter to Sirius, Hannah getting help with a Charms assignment, Pansy seeing her 'mystery boyfriend', and Terry had told his friends that he was going to the library.
It seemed as though they were all ready to go. The people had been chosen, bags and supplies had been packed, and all that was left to do was reply to Fleur and get the PortKey.
Harry surveyed the contents of the Shrieking Shack. Knowing that it wasn't actually haunted, and that it currently wasn't in use, he had decided that this would be their temporary base of operations.
Which really just meant it was where they dumped their stuff before they left, as Draco had put it.
They had everything they would need. He turned to Pansy. "Got a quill and parchment with you by any chance?"
She shook her head. "Honestly Harry, I thought you'd be smart enough to have brought your own."
He grinned at her. "I did, Pan, but then I packed them."
Hannah giggled. "Don't worry Harry, I've got some with me. It's in here somewhere," she mumbled, digging through her schoolbag.
A minute later Terry got sick of waiting, and he handed Harry his own quill and parchment.
Harry smiled. "Thanks Terry." He sat down on the floor, dragged a box over to lean on and began to write the letter.
'Dear Fleur,
Well, we're ready. We've packed everything we need; we'll be able to shrink it because I know a charm to hide our magical signatures.
There are now fifteen of us from Hogwarts, sixteen if we include Oliver. He's told me that he's waiting for us to be ready, so now he's finally going to be joining you.
All we need now is the PortKey, and preferably some idea of where we're going to be journeying TO.
Take care and reply soon,
Harry'
He quickly folded the letter and placed it in an envelope. He looked up and realised something.
"I forgot to send Hedwig down here, didn't I?" It wasn't really a question.
"Luckily for you, I did," Hannah said with a grin.
Harry laughed. "Thanks Hannah. Sometimes I think I'd forget my head if it weren't attached."
Pansy smirked. "I can help you there, if you like."
"Oh shush. Meanie."
The blonde girl just sighed and handed her friend a Mintie. He grinned happily and whistled to his owl.
After Harry had sent Hedwig off to Fleur with the letter, the four seventeen year olds headed back through the passage to the school.
Terry and Hannah left for double Transfiguration, while Harry and Pansy headed to the dungeons for Potions.
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The campsite was large, and Fleur knew that Harry and his group would be able to fit in with them easily, even if there were fifty of them.
She just hoped they'd hurry and write. Hopefully, Harry hadn't hit any snags while recruiting, and would be sending Hedwig soon.
No sooner than she had thought it, a large snowy owl swooped down and perched on her shoulder.
Hedwig held out her leg, and Fleur took the letter and read it. She grinned. "Nick!" she called.
"Nick's left the country" her sister's boyfriend yelled back.
Rolling her eyes, Fleur gestured for the blond boy to join her. "I need a hand for a sec."
Nick smiled and sat beside her. "Okay, what's the problem?"
"I need you to find me that PortKey that I made for Harry. He and his group are ready to join us."
"That's great. Hold on a sec, and get Hedwig some water. I'll have it in a minute."
Half an hour later, Nick managed to find the book entitled 'Pranks for Beginners' in Ashlee's bag. Fleur wrapped it, wrote a quick note and sent Hedwig back to Harry.
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Having barely survived Potions, Harry was relieved to exit the dungeons. At least, he was until he remembered the next class he had.
"Bloody hell!"
"What???" Hermione and Ron asked worriedly.
"Divination, that's what! I can't believe I haven't quit yet!"
"Me neither," Dean said gloomily. "We must be crazy."
Seamus nodded. "We are."
"Hey!" Ron exclaimed indignantly. "I'm not!"
Harry and Seamus shared a look. "Of course you aren't," they said in unison. Dean laughed.
Hermione shook her head, smiling. "Have fun," she called airily, heading to Arithmancy.
The five Gryffindor boys, along with Lavender and Parvati, made their way to the Divination Tower, none of them looking forward to the class.
Lavender and Parvati had realised in fifth year that Trelawny was a fraud, when she had predicted Harry's death at the hands of Professor Flitwick. Needless to say, it had never happened.
Yet again, Trelawny had them re-examining crystal balls, and as usual not one of them saw a thing. Well, there was one instance....
"Hey Harry, I think I see something!" Seamus said excitedly. Harry and Ron, who were at the same table, looked up curiously.
"Oh?" Harry inquired.
The sandy blond haired boy nodded. "Yep. I'm predicting that I'm going to eat a Mintie in the next minute."
"Really?" Harry said interestedly. "Do you see anything about me doing the same thing?"
Seamus nodded, looking serious. "In fact, I can see that I am the one to provide you with the Mintie."
Ron sighed. "Seamus, you can't very well be seeing all this if you aren't even looking in the bloody crystal ball."
The other boy looked highly affronted, and turned his head away from Ron. He then pulled two Minties out of his pocket, handed one to Harry, and unwrapped his own before popping it into his mouth.
Harry grinned. "See Ron, Seamus's prediction did come true!"
Ron just rolled his eyes.
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The next morning was Saturday, and Harry was eating his breakfast, believing that for once he'd be able to do so without it becoming owl food.
Sadly, this was not to be.
He had just managed to take a second bite from a slice of toast with honey when the post arrived and Hedwig landed on his plate and plucked the remaining toast out of his hand.
Harry gave her a look. She looked back, swallowing his toast. Harry sighed. "Ya know, Hed, I was actually going to eat that." It was about then that he noticed the package she was carrying. He took it.
Before opening the package, Harry opened the envelope and pulled out the letter.
'Dear Harry,
Don't open this package. It's the PortKey. It's actually a book, but I suggest you don't try to read it, lest you end up here without your friends.
We're expecting you as soon as you arrive, sometime soon I hope.
Take care,
Love Fleur'
Harry passed the letter to Seamus, and he then let Dean and Parvati read it.
Harry jumped as another owl pecked at his hand gently, startling him. He recognised Oliver's owl Peppa, and took the note she handed him.
'Harry,
Has Fleur sent you the PortKey yet? If so, where am I to meet you, and when are we leaving?
Oliver'
Harry turned the parchment over and pulled a self-inking quill out of Dean's pocket.
'Oliver,
We've got the PortKey; we'll meet you in the Shrieking Shack at ten AM tomorrow. If plans change, I'll let you know.
Harry'
He handed it to Peppa, and the owl left.
Turning to Parvati, Harry whispered in her ear the date and time for their departure. She nodded and headed to the Ravenclaw table to tell her twin.
Harry caught Draco's eye across the Hall, and the blond knew that it was near time for them to leave. He smiled faintly and nodded at his Gryffindor friend. Harry smiled back, and lobbed a Mintie across the Hall. It hit the Slytherin in the head.
Pansy prevented any retaliation, and Draco unwrapped and ate the Mintie, grinning at Harry.
Ron raised an eyebrow. "Harry, did you just waste a perfectly good Mintie on Malfoy?"
Harry grinned. "Well, it DID hit him in the head."
The red head laughed. "That was pretty funny."
"Thanks."
After a five-minute argument, Hermione managed to drag Harry, Lavender and Seamus to the library with her, leaving Neville, Parvati, Ron and Dean to, in Harry's words, 'tell the school which house is best'.
Which would probably explain why Filch spent half the day screaming, and the other half (after taking a calming potion) cleaning the red and gold paint off the walls of each and every classroom, teacher's office, staffroom, and the Great Hall.
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Okay, next chapter I will be getting down to business, and the more serious stuff.
Also, this fic is now officially an AU. But most of mine were anyway.
Please review!
~TAS
