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Thanx 2 every1 who has reviewed, I know dis update has been a long time cumin but I hav been busy. Pls r&r.
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Harry's whole life seemed to flash before him. How could a harmless day at the beach turn into such a nightmare? Tomorrow he would be going back to Hogwarts, if he were still alive, he thought darkly. That's why they had decided to come to the beach, as their last day and all that but it had all gone horribly wrong.
Harry had gone for a swim in the sea and then suddenly.in a flash the sky was a mass of slate cloud with rain pummelling down like bullets, and wind roaring around. The once gently placid waves that lapped serenely to the sound were gone and replaced by crashing bombs, exploding on Harry with showers of foamy spray. He knew it was just a matter of time before one of them dragged him under.
There was also another problem; he could have sworn he had just seen a grey fin slice beside him. He hoped it was just his imagination, he didn't fancy becoming dinner to the sharks. His breathing was speeding as panic overtook him. Then another thought hit him..Ron and Hermione, where were they. It took all his effort to keep himself afloat and he opened his mouth to shout but all that came out was a feeble whimper.
He scanned his eyes across but there was no sign of them and it could be a trick of the light but wasn't that another fin. He tried to keep on kicking but his legs felt like they weighed a ton, caught in the on slaughter of waves. How much longer could he keep on going for? He was too tired.
* * *
Hermione screamed as a huge wave crashed towards her, she ran down the beach as fast as she could but she was already swept off her feet and dragged back into the mass of water. Her eyes fixed on a ginger spot in the distance, she called out but Ron was too far away too hear. A silent tear rolled down her cheek, she was going to drown, she just knew it.
* * *
Ron licked his ice cream and lazily strolled back to the beach. He glanced across to where they were sitting and felt a shiver down his spine. Hermione had gone. He didn't know what was worrying about this, I mean she could have easily gone swimming with Harry but a sense of dread swept over him.
He sprinted down the sand and noticed with panic that a storm had come and rolling along with the waves he saw..
"Hermione," he screamed and ran forwards, diving into the sea, unafraid for himself.
* * *
Harry woke up on the beach, dazed but unharmed after nightmares of being eaten alive by sharks. He opened his eyes lazily, and looked around. Ron and Hermione lay further up the sand, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"You're awake finally," a pretty girl got up from Hermione's side and went over to Harry. Her curly blonde hair waved softly in the breeze, all signs of the storm had vanished. Her gentle blue eyes looked at him kindly and then she gasped, "Harry Potter..oh my god." Harry looked embarrassed as her eyes flicked up to his scar
"Hi, I'm Halle Halle Dridy," she sat down on the sand, "Are you okay?" she asked, "That storm seemed to come from nowhere." Harry felt his insides twist slightly and crimson spreading up his cheeks.
"I'm...I'm fine," he mumbled, his eyes fixed downwards with a small shrug and was glad when she turned away to see to Ron.
* * *
"So do you three go to Hogwarts?" Halle asked as they sat on Ron's bed at the burrow, "I'm starting there in September, in fifth year."
"Yeah, we're going to be in fifth year too. Maybe we'll see you around," Ron replied hopefully. Rather too hopefully thought Harry.
"Yeah maybe," she smiled and got up. She was really pretty with soft curly blonde hair that cascaded down her back, shining blue eyes, golden tanned skin and she was tall and slim, "I better be going."
"Well, thanks again for, well...if you hadn't come," Ron shuddered at the thought, "You must be a brilliant swimmer, that sea was wild."
* * *
"Harry, Harry you'll miss the train," Mrs Weasly shook him gently, "There you are dear, I've got your breakfast ready." Harry yawned and stretched.
"The ministry have given us cars to take you to the station," Mrs. Weasley's lips pursed slightly to show what she thought of the ministry, "Where is your father? He said.."
"Ah...good morning Harry," Mr. Weasley stepped out of the fire and brushed down his coat.
"About time too," muttered Mrs. Weasley, "Right in you get everybody, Ginny, where's your suitcase? Is that all of us. Off we go then."
They arrived and went through the barrier, just as the Hogwarts train, pulled in gleaming as normal. They bustled on into an empty carriage and Fred and George went to show some new jokes they had developed over the summer to Lee Jordan.
Hermione got out a book and Ron groaned, "Hermione, give it a break will you, this is our final chance to rest before school starts."
"Well, this book is really very interesting, it's about Houselves and the History of their slavery. It hasn't really got the detail I need though, if we're going to plan some campaigns for SPEW. You two can borrow it if you want," Ron rolled his eyes, Hermione frowned, "Well, you can joke Ron but house elves have suffered for thousands of years and it is up to us to stop it."
"Well, at least there is one good thing about having Hermione as a mate, is that we'll need her notes, apparently the O.W.L.S. are really tough," Ron nudged Harry and they both grinned at Hermione's frown.
Then the door swung open, and in came a boy about their age, with thick messy hair and suspicious black eyes peering from under bushy eyebrows. He shuffled in and sat down.
"Hi," Harry said. The boy gave a nod.
"I'm Hermione, this is Ron and this is Harry," Hermione gave him a warm smile which was returned by another nod.
"What's your name?" Ron asked.
"Luke," the boy replied with a deep gruff voice.
"Are you new to Hogwarts,?" Harry inquired.
"Yeah," Luke mumbled.
"Well, you might be in Gryfindore with us. What house do you want to be in?" Harry asked.
"Dunno."
Ron raised his eyebrows, and the three left Luke to himself and played a game of exploding snap. The train zoomed away.
"You know, Fred and George have got loads of new jokes, some of them are really good. They're trying them out of the new first years, do you wanna go and have a look," Ron asked. Harry nodded. "Hermione?"
"I think I'll stay here and finish this book. I really think you should stay here too, all those things are bound to get them into trouble," Hermione shook her head and opened her book.
* * *
"Now, we have the truth tulip. Give this to somebody and they'll get more than a pretty flower. We'll need a demonstrator," Fred's eyes roved across the small crowd that had gathered, "Ah..Ron, didn't see you there, come on over."
"To demonstrate this is our brother, Ron," George pushed Ron out in front of him, "When somebody smells the flower," George shoved the tulip under ron's nose, "Then they will appear as if in a trance and when asked any question they will have to give the truthful answer."
Ron's head swung forward, his eyes went blank and vacant. Fred and George grinned as the crowd looked on with admiration.
"Has anybody got a question for Ron?" Fred asked, no one answered, "Well we'll start it off then." Gorge gave a smirk.
"Do you fancy Hermione Gr..?" George stopped in horror, Ron's eyes flicked open quickly, they were a deep purple and he started to kick. George reached out to place a restraining hand on him but he gave a shout and pulled away. Ron's skin was burning hot.
"It's never had this effect before," Fred said in panic, suddenly a cut sliced down Ron's left arm and blood dripped onto the floor. George went pale.
"Where did that come from?" George stared at the flower in horror, "Harry!"
Harry's skin was deathly pale, his eyes the same shade of purple, he waved his arms in the air and when anyone tried to approach him pushed them away. Suddenly his skin turned a strange shade of orange, he rolled onto the floor.
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There was a massive crash, Hermione jumped up and span around, to be met with a wall of copper flame. She screamed and backed away to the end of the carriage but they were in the last carriage, they were trapped.
Hermione pulled her wand from her pocket and waved it quickly, nothing happened, she tried again, adding a flourish at the end but only a single drop of water sprayed from her wand, hitting the floor in front of her.
"Duck," Luke yelled and instinctively she obeyed, falling more than ducking, the edge of the seat, slicing into her arm but she hardly noticed, as a jet of crimson flame zoomed across her head and several more followed from the fire.
"What the hell are we going to do?" she whispered, and gave a small yell as Luke pushed her out of the way of another flame jet.
Bang! Hermione was sprawled across the floor; she swung her dishevelled hair off her face and looked up to see Halle. The flames had completely vanished except from a small pile of grey ash on the floor.
"Are you two okay?" asked Halle, "You must have a habit of getting into trouble. This is the second time I saved your life in two days."
"Actually, I was just about to perform a spell to get rid of the fire, if you hadn't interfered," Hermione glared at Halle who raised a sceptical eyebrow.
"Erm..I don't think we've met," Luke began, looking at Halle with eyes hard as steel.
"I'm Halle," she muttered unfriendly.
Ron and Harry came hurtling down the train and almost banged right into Halle. Their eyes flicked quickly across the three people.
"What happened? Are you okay?" they both burst out at the same time.
"There was a fire, it blocked the door," Hermione said shakily, getting up and dusting herself down.
"What? How did you get it out?" Ron gaped at the pile of ash.
"I did," Halle began sharply at the same time as Hermione started to tell them about the spell she had been about to perform but shut her mouth with anther scowl.
"Well, that must be a world record or something, saving someone's life twice in 2 days," he laughed.
"Well, hopefully that will be the last time," Halle shrugged, her cheeks a rosy pink.
"We better go see Fred and George, they were pretty worried. We went into a kind of fit, like when Harry saw..." Ron cut off, from a warning look from Hermione, "Well, let's go you two. We'll be back in a minute." Harry, Ron and Hermione left leaving Luke and Halle together.
"Halle, is that what you call yourself now," Luke began, "Well, well, well."
"Luke, keep out of this, those three are o.k. I don't want you to...upset them," Halle replied with concern.
"You just keep away from them, I'm warning you," Luke began, his lip curling, "Otherwise you'll have me to answer too and I won't be the only person after a piece of you. Remember that."
"I haven't done anything wrong, you're the only one round here that's going to put them lot in danger," she whispered.
Thanx 2 every1 who has reviewed, I know dis update has been a long time cumin but I hav been busy. Pls r&r.
* * *
Harry's whole life seemed to flash before him. How could a harmless day at the beach turn into such a nightmare? Tomorrow he would be going back to Hogwarts, if he were still alive, he thought darkly. That's why they had decided to come to the beach, as their last day and all that but it had all gone horribly wrong.
Harry had gone for a swim in the sea and then suddenly.in a flash the sky was a mass of slate cloud with rain pummelling down like bullets, and wind roaring around. The once gently placid waves that lapped serenely to the sound were gone and replaced by crashing bombs, exploding on Harry with showers of foamy spray. He knew it was just a matter of time before one of them dragged him under.
There was also another problem; he could have sworn he had just seen a grey fin slice beside him. He hoped it was just his imagination, he didn't fancy becoming dinner to the sharks. His breathing was speeding as panic overtook him. Then another thought hit him..Ron and Hermione, where were they. It took all his effort to keep himself afloat and he opened his mouth to shout but all that came out was a feeble whimper.
He scanned his eyes across but there was no sign of them and it could be a trick of the light but wasn't that another fin. He tried to keep on kicking but his legs felt like they weighed a ton, caught in the on slaughter of waves. How much longer could he keep on going for? He was too tired.
* * *
Hermione screamed as a huge wave crashed towards her, she ran down the beach as fast as she could but she was already swept off her feet and dragged back into the mass of water. Her eyes fixed on a ginger spot in the distance, she called out but Ron was too far away too hear. A silent tear rolled down her cheek, she was going to drown, she just knew it.
* * *
Ron licked his ice cream and lazily strolled back to the beach. He glanced across to where they were sitting and felt a shiver down his spine. Hermione had gone. He didn't know what was worrying about this, I mean she could have easily gone swimming with Harry but a sense of dread swept over him.
He sprinted down the sand and noticed with panic that a storm had come and rolling along with the waves he saw..
"Hermione," he screamed and ran forwards, diving into the sea, unafraid for himself.
* * *
Harry woke up on the beach, dazed but unharmed after nightmares of being eaten alive by sharks. He opened his eyes lazily, and looked around. Ron and Hermione lay further up the sand, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"You're awake finally," a pretty girl got up from Hermione's side and went over to Harry. Her curly blonde hair waved softly in the breeze, all signs of the storm had vanished. Her gentle blue eyes looked at him kindly and then she gasped, "Harry Potter..oh my god." Harry looked embarrassed as her eyes flicked up to his scar
"Hi, I'm Halle Halle Dridy," she sat down on the sand, "Are you okay?" she asked, "That storm seemed to come from nowhere." Harry felt his insides twist slightly and crimson spreading up his cheeks.
"I'm...I'm fine," he mumbled, his eyes fixed downwards with a small shrug and was glad when she turned away to see to Ron.
* * *
"So do you three go to Hogwarts?" Halle asked as they sat on Ron's bed at the burrow, "I'm starting there in September, in fifth year."
"Yeah, we're going to be in fifth year too. Maybe we'll see you around," Ron replied hopefully. Rather too hopefully thought Harry.
"Yeah maybe," she smiled and got up. She was really pretty with soft curly blonde hair that cascaded down her back, shining blue eyes, golden tanned skin and she was tall and slim, "I better be going."
"Well, thanks again for, well...if you hadn't come," Ron shuddered at the thought, "You must be a brilliant swimmer, that sea was wild."
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"Harry, Harry you'll miss the train," Mrs Weasly shook him gently, "There you are dear, I've got your breakfast ready." Harry yawned and stretched.
"The ministry have given us cars to take you to the station," Mrs. Weasley's lips pursed slightly to show what she thought of the ministry, "Where is your father? He said.."
"Ah...good morning Harry," Mr. Weasley stepped out of the fire and brushed down his coat.
"About time too," muttered Mrs. Weasley, "Right in you get everybody, Ginny, where's your suitcase? Is that all of us. Off we go then."
They arrived and went through the barrier, just as the Hogwarts train, pulled in gleaming as normal. They bustled on into an empty carriage and Fred and George went to show some new jokes they had developed over the summer to Lee Jordan.
Hermione got out a book and Ron groaned, "Hermione, give it a break will you, this is our final chance to rest before school starts."
"Well, this book is really very interesting, it's about Houselves and the History of their slavery. It hasn't really got the detail I need though, if we're going to plan some campaigns for SPEW. You two can borrow it if you want," Ron rolled his eyes, Hermione frowned, "Well, you can joke Ron but house elves have suffered for thousands of years and it is up to us to stop it."
"Well, at least there is one good thing about having Hermione as a mate, is that we'll need her notes, apparently the O.W.L.S. are really tough," Ron nudged Harry and they both grinned at Hermione's frown.
Then the door swung open, and in came a boy about their age, with thick messy hair and suspicious black eyes peering from under bushy eyebrows. He shuffled in and sat down.
"Hi," Harry said. The boy gave a nod.
"I'm Hermione, this is Ron and this is Harry," Hermione gave him a warm smile which was returned by another nod.
"What's your name?" Ron asked.
"Luke," the boy replied with a deep gruff voice.
"Are you new to Hogwarts,?" Harry inquired.
"Yeah," Luke mumbled.
"Well, you might be in Gryfindore with us. What house do you want to be in?" Harry asked.
"Dunno."
Ron raised his eyebrows, and the three left Luke to himself and played a game of exploding snap. The train zoomed away.
"You know, Fred and George have got loads of new jokes, some of them are really good. They're trying them out of the new first years, do you wanna go and have a look," Ron asked. Harry nodded. "Hermione?"
"I think I'll stay here and finish this book. I really think you should stay here too, all those things are bound to get them into trouble," Hermione shook her head and opened her book.
* * *
"Now, we have the truth tulip. Give this to somebody and they'll get more than a pretty flower. We'll need a demonstrator," Fred's eyes roved across the small crowd that had gathered, "Ah..Ron, didn't see you there, come on over."
"To demonstrate this is our brother, Ron," George pushed Ron out in front of him, "When somebody smells the flower," George shoved the tulip under ron's nose, "Then they will appear as if in a trance and when asked any question they will have to give the truthful answer."
Ron's head swung forward, his eyes went blank and vacant. Fred and George grinned as the crowd looked on with admiration.
"Has anybody got a question for Ron?" Fred asked, no one answered, "Well we'll start it off then." Gorge gave a smirk.
"Do you fancy Hermione Gr..?" George stopped in horror, Ron's eyes flicked open quickly, they were a deep purple and he started to kick. George reached out to place a restraining hand on him but he gave a shout and pulled away. Ron's skin was burning hot.
"It's never had this effect before," Fred said in panic, suddenly a cut sliced down Ron's left arm and blood dripped onto the floor. George went pale.
"Where did that come from?" George stared at the flower in horror, "Harry!"
Harry's skin was deathly pale, his eyes the same shade of purple, he waved his arms in the air and when anyone tried to approach him pushed them away. Suddenly his skin turned a strange shade of orange, he rolled onto the floor.
* * *
There was a massive crash, Hermione jumped up and span around, to be met with a wall of copper flame. She screamed and backed away to the end of the carriage but they were in the last carriage, they were trapped.
Hermione pulled her wand from her pocket and waved it quickly, nothing happened, she tried again, adding a flourish at the end but only a single drop of water sprayed from her wand, hitting the floor in front of her.
"Duck," Luke yelled and instinctively she obeyed, falling more than ducking, the edge of the seat, slicing into her arm but she hardly noticed, as a jet of crimson flame zoomed across her head and several more followed from the fire.
"What the hell are we going to do?" she whispered, and gave a small yell as Luke pushed her out of the way of another flame jet.
Bang! Hermione was sprawled across the floor; she swung her dishevelled hair off her face and looked up to see Halle. The flames had completely vanished except from a small pile of grey ash on the floor.
"Are you two okay?" asked Halle, "You must have a habit of getting into trouble. This is the second time I saved your life in two days."
"Actually, I was just about to perform a spell to get rid of the fire, if you hadn't interfered," Hermione glared at Halle who raised a sceptical eyebrow.
"Erm..I don't think we've met," Luke began, looking at Halle with eyes hard as steel.
"I'm Halle," she muttered unfriendly.
Ron and Harry came hurtling down the train and almost banged right into Halle. Their eyes flicked quickly across the three people.
"What happened? Are you okay?" they both burst out at the same time.
"There was a fire, it blocked the door," Hermione said shakily, getting up and dusting herself down.
"What? How did you get it out?" Ron gaped at the pile of ash.
"I did," Halle began sharply at the same time as Hermione started to tell them about the spell she had been about to perform but shut her mouth with anther scowl.
"Well, that must be a world record or something, saving someone's life twice in 2 days," he laughed.
"Well, hopefully that will be the last time," Halle shrugged, her cheeks a rosy pink.
"We better go see Fred and George, they were pretty worried. We went into a kind of fit, like when Harry saw..." Ron cut off, from a warning look from Hermione, "Well, let's go you two. We'll be back in a minute." Harry, Ron and Hermione left leaving Luke and Halle together.
"Halle, is that what you call yourself now," Luke began, "Well, well, well."
"Luke, keep out of this, those three are o.k. I don't want you to...upset them," Halle replied with concern.
"You just keep away from them, I'm warning you," Luke began, his lip curling, "Otherwise you'll have me to answer too and I won't be the only person after a piece of you. Remember that."
"I haven't done anything wrong, you're the only one round here that's going to put them lot in danger," she whispered.
