Harry Potter & The Messenger's betrayal
By: Rachelfan5000
Disclaimer: Sadly, I don't own Harry Potter. If I did I would be working on the sixth book not this lil fic.
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Watching: The computer screen
Listening to: Staying alive
Chapter 10 - Searching for a nobody
Harry was thinking a lot over the next month. Not only about his O.W.Ls, which were taking it's toll on all the fifth years. But the mysterious letter, not only the crumpled paper, but the letter he'd received in the summer holidays. Not that they had any sort of connection; or did they?
Meet me at the forbidden forest.
Who? Harry asked himself, which kid in the school with writing like that would meet at the forbidden forest, when it was clearly forbidden. Harry immediately thought Malfoy but Harry knew Malfoy's untidy scrawl of handwriting, and it was very different to this writing.
Maybe there was an easier way through this, Harry stared at the parchment, he felt as though he was in divination and being forced to look into a crystal ball that obviously showed nothing; or at least not the way Professor Trelawny made them do it.
"You're not still looking at that thing?" Ron asked, walking through the portrait of the fat lady, Hermione closely behind him.
"Harry, whoever that was sent to has long gone and come back from the forbidden forest by now." Hermione said, she was carrying a book or two; fresh out of the library.
"I dunno, things just aren't adding up," Harry said.
"They better add up soon, it's the first Quidditch match of the school year in two weeks, and we can't have pendant - thingys raining on you," Ron said.
Harry's thoughts were quickly diverted, the Quidditch match, how could he forget? Would they get a new keeper; a decent keeper, in time? He imagined trying to play Hufflepuff without a keeper, but even without a keeper, the Gryffindor's had the odd chance of winning. They didn't have Cedric Diggory this year.
"Would you enjoy a place on the Quidditch team if you got a chance?" Harry asked his two best friends.
"Not my thing Harry, but I enjoy watching it," Hermione said.
"Pretty much; yes," Ron said, then he shared a look with Hermione, "But I'm …uh…doing things a lot of the time."
Harry looked at Ron; he was right, he and Hermione had been 'doing things' lately, but what? Harry would expect Hermione to be in the library studying things she'd think might possibly pop up in her O.W.L's. But where would Ron be? Harry knew him too well to think he was with Hermione reading books in all their spare time.
Harry picked up the parchment again, the writing was impossible to read. Harry couldn't help feeling hopeless. Maybe he should be doing something better with his Saturday, which seemed to be what Hermione and Ron were doing.
"You're searching for a nobody, Harry," Hermione said, and with that, she grabbed her bag that had been lying near one of the chairs and she and Ron walked to the exit.
"Hang on! Where are you going?" Harry asked suspiciously. Ron's ears went red.
"Uh…nothing interesting…um…didn't eat enough at lunch so I'm going back for more," Ron said uneasily, lame excuse, thought Harry, laughing in his mind.
Meet me at the forbidden forest.
The words were chanting on in Harry's head. It was just a silly note, why couldn't he forget about it?
Because, Harry suddenly realised, the stone hadn't hit him on the head by accident, it had been addressed to him, not that he could read the writing, he could just feel it.
Maybe Harry could make sense of it if he could read it, but the writing honestly looked like it was just a load of smudges with the occasional line sticking out of them. However the words at the top were written crystal clear compared to the rest.
Meet me at the forbidden forest
Harry decided to focus his thoughts on something else, like, unfortunately, homework. He dipped his quill in the green inkbottle and began to write the essay he had been set in History of Magic, he really needed Hermione for this though, Harry and Ron had been dozing off all through the lesson.
He tried to think of what to write but Harry's mind was blank, the familiar words whizzed through his head, however hard Harry tried to shut them out.
Harry gave up the thought of homework, what could he think about instead. Quidditch? He couldn't help feeling they would lose the next match without a keeper. Harry thought that maybe he should get some sleep, and things would seem clearer in the morning. Or perhaps they wouldn't, he felt he'd rather dream about something else; someone else, like Ginny…What? Ginny? The thought had come and gone too quickly to dismiss it. It seemed so wrong…and yet so right. Harry shook his head violently, he wasn't going to have any feelings about his best friend's younger sister.
Instead the pesky phrase fell upon his mind;
Meet me at the forbidden forest…
*****
I know that chapter was worthless and useless, and completely unnecessary, but I had to add it in, otherwise the next chapter wouldn't make sense. Next chapter may contain H/G fluff, I don't know, I haven't written it yet, but I've had ideas. Sorry for the long wait on this chapter, I know, I'm mean. But I've been playing Baldur's Gate 2 and it's the best comy game inda world!
Rachelfan5000 ^__^
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