The Side of Harry We Don't Know
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
hey, I just now noticed that I've been calling this by two different titles.. sorry if there was any confusion!
Chapter 5: Fluttery Falling Feminine Fixations
Aragorn: His name is. Frodo Baggins.
Harry: Who?
Aragorn: Frodo, ya know? the ring-bearer? Ring a bell?
Harry: er. no.
Aragorn: *sigh, explains ring-bearer stuff to Harry*
Harry: ohhh.. I get it! So you want to help me by sending me to this guy who does these weird eye-roll things and hangs around with little people that have hairy feet?!?
Aragorn: Yeah. oh, and you also might want to add that he is a little person that has hairy feet. and that he has a assistant. Her name is. well, you'll meet her later.
*Later that day in defense against the dark arts class*
Aragorn: Today we will be having shortened classes due to the fact that we will be having a guest speaker coming to talk to you all. So, the rest of this class can be used as a free bell. *class cheers* As a warning; do not exceed the talking limit, or Dumbledore will be very upset. He is having a meeting with the guest speaker presently. you wouldn't want to disturb him would you?
The class resumed and went along smoothly, until the bottom of Harry's chair turned a bit more red in color than normal. Parvati and Lavender pointed and started to scream.
Both girls: What's wrong with Harry?!? OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG!
Ron: It must be that sore opening up again from Neville hurting him in the back! Common Harry!!!!
Harry looked at Aragorn for permission. He nodded. They rushed out of the classroom as fast as possible. When they reached the boy's restroom, Harry started to clean himself up. Ron stayed in the doorway.
Ron: Harry, I don't mean to insult you, but I really don't think that's your scar opening up again. Madam Pomfrey said it was all healed up. Umm. Harry, you don't think it could be.. ya know.. pft, naw, it couldn't be. could it?
Harry didn't say anything.
Ron: Well, might I suggest going back to the hospital wing?
Harry: I guess.
Just then, the bell rang and they hurried to the Great Hall. Dumbledore greeted the students and introduced them to Grace Simmons.
Dumbledore: She graduated from Hogwarts in 1946. You do the math. *twinkle*
Grace started talking about goal-setting and about not letting others bully you. (et cetera. ya know, the usual speech stuff)
Harry: *in a whisper* Ron, it's happening again. I can feel it. help!
Ron: 0.0 !!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Harry: Will you come with me to the hospital wing?
Ron: Yeah, I guess. well, it's better than sitting here.
Hermione was paying too much attention to the speech to notice them leaving.
When they reached the hospital wing, they were surprised to see Oliver sitting on one of the beds.
Harry/Ron: What are you doing in here?
Oliver: Waiting for Harry of course!
Harry: Um.
Oliver: Frodo sent me here to tell you that your "therapy" starts this Sunday. Have a nice day!
*pop* He was gone.
Ron: Harry, I don't think you're telling me something.
Harry: What?
Ron: Therapy? What for?
Harry: Er, Aragorn didn't really say.
Ron: Ok.. well, go on and have Pomfrey fix you up again. I'm going back to the speech. Your case is getting too complicated!
Harry sighed. This was going to be harder than he thought.
The next day was a day for Hogsmeade, so everyone was picking out what to wear and planning on where to meet others. Harry, Ron, and Hermione were planning on going down together, splitting up for individual shopping, and then meeting back together at the feast.
Harry was watching intently on Hermione and Ron's game of wizards chess game in order to help Hermione win. So far, Harry's help didn't seem to be helping. About fifteen minutes later.
Ron: CHECKMATE!!!!!! YEAH!!!!! GO ME!!! I WON, YEAH, I DID! I BEAT YOU!!!
Hermione: Ron! STOP THAT FOOLISH GLOATING!!!! Argh! Harry, you're s'posed to be helping me here!
Harry: Alright, alright! We'll do a rematch later, but right now let's go to bed.
Hermione stuck her tongue out at Ron, and he did the same. Harry burst out laughing and climbed up to his dormitory.
Tonight, Harry had another dream.
*chimes*
Harry was packing the usual stuff for Hogwarts: shirts, pants, jeans, socks, pink bows, underwear, robes. (wait a minute! PINK BOWS!?!) Harry smiled at the bow and daintily set it in his trunk. He tapped it twice before shutting it tightly.
Now he was at Platform 9 ¾ . Ron and Hermione were waiting for him. He hurried over towards them, but on his journey, he tripped. His trunk sprang open and a little pink bow fluttered to the ground. It landed on the pavement. He picked it up nervously and gently set it back in it's place. When everything else was back, he hurried to get on the train with Hermione and Ron. They boarded the train with their trunks, but part of Harry's trunk didn't. The pink bow fell from the case and landed at the feet of a certain red-head. Ginny Weasley.
yay! thank you to my reviewers! there was some problem with the story, so I had to delete some chapters and repost them.. some reviews got deleted. sorry if your review was! it's still in my heart! haha.. thanks!
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
hey, I just now noticed that I've been calling this by two different titles.. sorry if there was any confusion!
Chapter 5: Fluttery Falling Feminine Fixations
Aragorn: His name is. Frodo Baggins.
Harry: Who?
Aragorn: Frodo, ya know? the ring-bearer? Ring a bell?
Harry: er. no.
Aragorn: *sigh, explains ring-bearer stuff to Harry*
Harry: ohhh.. I get it! So you want to help me by sending me to this guy who does these weird eye-roll things and hangs around with little people that have hairy feet?!?
Aragorn: Yeah. oh, and you also might want to add that he is a little person that has hairy feet. and that he has a assistant. Her name is. well, you'll meet her later.
*Later that day in defense against the dark arts class*
Aragorn: Today we will be having shortened classes due to the fact that we will be having a guest speaker coming to talk to you all. So, the rest of this class can be used as a free bell. *class cheers* As a warning; do not exceed the talking limit, or Dumbledore will be very upset. He is having a meeting with the guest speaker presently. you wouldn't want to disturb him would you?
The class resumed and went along smoothly, until the bottom of Harry's chair turned a bit more red in color than normal. Parvati and Lavender pointed and started to scream.
Both girls: What's wrong with Harry?!? OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG!
Ron: It must be that sore opening up again from Neville hurting him in the back! Common Harry!!!!
Harry looked at Aragorn for permission. He nodded. They rushed out of the classroom as fast as possible. When they reached the boy's restroom, Harry started to clean himself up. Ron stayed in the doorway.
Ron: Harry, I don't mean to insult you, but I really don't think that's your scar opening up again. Madam Pomfrey said it was all healed up. Umm. Harry, you don't think it could be.. ya know.. pft, naw, it couldn't be. could it?
Harry didn't say anything.
Ron: Well, might I suggest going back to the hospital wing?
Harry: I guess.
Just then, the bell rang and they hurried to the Great Hall. Dumbledore greeted the students and introduced them to Grace Simmons.
Dumbledore: She graduated from Hogwarts in 1946. You do the math. *twinkle*
Grace started talking about goal-setting and about not letting others bully you. (et cetera. ya know, the usual speech stuff)
Harry: *in a whisper* Ron, it's happening again. I can feel it. help!
Ron: 0.0 !!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Harry: Will you come with me to the hospital wing?
Ron: Yeah, I guess. well, it's better than sitting here.
Hermione was paying too much attention to the speech to notice them leaving.
When they reached the hospital wing, they were surprised to see Oliver sitting on one of the beds.
Harry/Ron: What are you doing in here?
Oliver: Waiting for Harry of course!
Harry: Um.
Oliver: Frodo sent me here to tell you that your "therapy" starts this Sunday. Have a nice day!
*pop* He was gone.
Ron: Harry, I don't think you're telling me something.
Harry: What?
Ron: Therapy? What for?
Harry: Er, Aragorn didn't really say.
Ron: Ok.. well, go on and have Pomfrey fix you up again. I'm going back to the speech. Your case is getting too complicated!
Harry sighed. This was going to be harder than he thought.
The next day was a day for Hogsmeade, so everyone was picking out what to wear and planning on where to meet others. Harry, Ron, and Hermione were planning on going down together, splitting up for individual shopping, and then meeting back together at the feast.
Harry was watching intently on Hermione and Ron's game of wizards chess game in order to help Hermione win. So far, Harry's help didn't seem to be helping. About fifteen minutes later.
Ron: CHECKMATE!!!!!! YEAH!!!!! GO ME!!! I WON, YEAH, I DID! I BEAT YOU!!!
Hermione: Ron! STOP THAT FOOLISH GLOATING!!!! Argh! Harry, you're s'posed to be helping me here!
Harry: Alright, alright! We'll do a rematch later, but right now let's go to bed.
Hermione stuck her tongue out at Ron, and he did the same. Harry burst out laughing and climbed up to his dormitory.
Tonight, Harry had another dream.
*chimes*
Harry was packing the usual stuff for Hogwarts: shirts, pants, jeans, socks, pink bows, underwear, robes. (wait a minute! PINK BOWS!?!) Harry smiled at the bow and daintily set it in his trunk. He tapped it twice before shutting it tightly.
Now he was at Platform 9 ¾ . Ron and Hermione were waiting for him. He hurried over towards them, but on his journey, he tripped. His trunk sprang open and a little pink bow fluttered to the ground. It landed on the pavement. He picked it up nervously and gently set it back in it's place. When everything else was back, he hurried to get on the train with Hermione and Ron. They boarded the train with their trunks, but part of Harry's trunk didn't. The pink bow fell from the case and landed at the feet of a certain red-head. Ginny Weasley.
yay! thank you to my reviewers! there was some problem with the story, so I had to delete some chapters and repost them.. some reviews got deleted. sorry if your review was! it's still in my heart! haha.. thanks!
