The Side of Harry We Don't Really Hear About
this fanfic does not mean to offend the actors and characters of Harry potter and Lord of the rings, or J.K R. and J.R.T.
by: happy kid
Chapter One- I think I broke it!
Harry had just arrived at Kings Cross station. Ron and Hermione waved to him and they stepped on stepped onto the platform together. As they boarded the Hogwarts express, a pink bow fell out from one of their robes..
The feast was just as crazy as every year. It as only at Dumbledore's raised hand that the mass of chatting students stopped greeting one another.
Dumbledore: At this time I would like to greet our new first year students. *clapping*
As usual, at this point, Harry noticed that there was, again, a vacant DADA chair at the staff table.
Dumbledore: Our new DADA teacher for this year is. *pause*.
The lights dim and brightly colored spotlights circle the hall.
Speaker guy: Presenting the amazing.. Aragorn!
*gasps* For a moment, everyone just sat there, watching. then, applause. Hermione was starring at him like he was a room full of books. starring at him.it was more longing now. Ron shrugged at Harry. Harry just took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes.
Harry (to himself): this doesn't look like a wizard.
But his thoughts were interrupted. part of him wanted to shrug like Ron, but another part of him wanted to be like Hermione; starring in awe. He shook the thought out, but her was still confused about his reaction.
The next day, Harry was at Quittich practice. The team was playing each other unorganized way, since they still hadn't elected a new Quittich captain. Fred and George were attempting to beat away a bludger that was following Harry, exactly like what happened in his second year. Harry tried to swerve to the left. He was a second too late. The bludger came towards him and hit him in the chest. Harry fell. It seemed as if this was the fall that would claim Harry's life. Then, out of nowhere, a guy, running (Baywatch- like), came and caught Harry as if he weighed nothing. But then, our hero noticed that the bludger was coming back for another shot. He leapt on top on it before it could hurt Harry again. Fred and George: Oliver?!?
Oliver: Yep, it's me a'ight.
Twins: How did you do that?
Oliver: Well, since it was in slow-mo, it was pretty easy.
Fred: No, how did you know Harry was falling?
Oliver: Oh, I guess you don't know.. Did you know I joined the Dark Forces? *F/G look shocked* Well, I did. Sarumon helped me. He let me look through the little eye thing. I saw you guys at Quittich. You guys suck without me! So I apperated here to help you guys. Then I saw Harry fall, so I caught him. Not that heroic now is it?
F/G: uhhh.
Just then, they remember Harry on the ground. Even though he was caught by Oliver, the impact of Harry falling on Oliver was enough to hurt him.
Harry: *clutching his chest* Owwwww! I think I broke something!
Everyone else: What?
Harry: I dunno. It just hurt really, really bad!
The Quittich people's concern for Harry led them to not notice certain half- moon spectacles shining from a window overlooking the field.
this fanfic does not mean to offend the actors and characters of Harry potter and Lord of the rings, or J.K R. and J.R.T.
by: happy kid
Chapter One- I think I broke it!
Harry had just arrived at Kings Cross station. Ron and Hermione waved to him and they stepped on stepped onto the platform together. As they boarded the Hogwarts express, a pink bow fell out from one of their robes..
The feast was just as crazy as every year. It as only at Dumbledore's raised hand that the mass of chatting students stopped greeting one another.
Dumbledore: At this time I would like to greet our new first year students. *clapping*
As usual, at this point, Harry noticed that there was, again, a vacant DADA chair at the staff table.
Dumbledore: Our new DADA teacher for this year is. *pause*.
The lights dim and brightly colored spotlights circle the hall.
Speaker guy: Presenting the amazing.. Aragorn!
*gasps* For a moment, everyone just sat there, watching. then, applause. Hermione was starring at him like he was a room full of books. starring at him.it was more longing now. Ron shrugged at Harry. Harry just took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes.
Harry (to himself): this doesn't look like a wizard.
But his thoughts were interrupted. part of him wanted to shrug like Ron, but another part of him wanted to be like Hermione; starring in awe. He shook the thought out, but her was still confused about his reaction.
The next day, Harry was at Quittich practice. The team was playing each other unorganized way, since they still hadn't elected a new Quittich captain. Fred and George were attempting to beat away a bludger that was following Harry, exactly like what happened in his second year. Harry tried to swerve to the left. He was a second too late. The bludger came towards him and hit him in the chest. Harry fell. It seemed as if this was the fall that would claim Harry's life. Then, out of nowhere, a guy, running (Baywatch- like), came and caught Harry as if he weighed nothing. But then, our hero noticed that the bludger was coming back for another shot. He leapt on top on it before it could hurt Harry again. Fred and George: Oliver?!?
Oliver: Yep, it's me a'ight.
Twins: How did you do that?
Oliver: Well, since it was in slow-mo, it was pretty easy.
Fred: No, how did you know Harry was falling?
Oliver: Oh, I guess you don't know.. Did you know I joined the Dark Forces? *F/G look shocked* Well, I did. Sarumon helped me. He let me look through the little eye thing. I saw you guys at Quittich. You guys suck without me! So I apperated here to help you guys. Then I saw Harry fall, so I caught him. Not that heroic now is it?
F/G: uhhh.
Just then, they remember Harry on the ground. Even though he was caught by Oliver, the impact of Harry falling on Oliver was enough to hurt him.
Harry: *clutching his chest* Owwwww! I think I broke something!
Everyone else: What?
Harry: I dunno. It just hurt really, really bad!
The Quittich people's concern for Harry led them to not notice certain half- moon spectacles shining from a window overlooking the field.
