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
Chapter 6: Shhh! I need quiet while being carried..
(note: Harry is still in his dream)
Ginny Weasley stepped on the pink bow, and hesitantly put it her pocket. She boarded the train. She left her friends and started off towards an empty compartment. There, she took out a portable mirror, and surveyed her hair. Ah, exactly the same as when she had left the house. She picked up the bow and gently put it in her hair. She frowned, adjusted it, then smiled. Placing the mirror back in its place in her bag, she hurried back to her friends.
*chimes*
Harry woke up in a cold sweat. His dream wasn't that frightening was it? All is was about was Ginny finding a bow. That was all.
After reassuring himself, he rolled over and fell back asleep, knowing that the next day he would be in Hogsmeade with Hermione and Ron.
That morning, Harry woke up to Ron, Dean, and Seamus talking in a low whisper around Dean's bed. Harry pretended to be asleep still. From what he could hear, this is how their conversation followed:
Ron: I don't know guys. I just don't know! I guess I'm just worried about him.
Dean: I think we've got nothing to worry about, Ron! Does it look like he's in trouble or sick with something threatening? No. I think that we should just leave him alone.
Seamus: Yeash! Why don't we just talk to him about it? All he needs is some talkin' to!
Ron: I already tried that.. sort of. He said he wasn't sure what it was, but that he'd get over it. Oh, guys, he said something about therapy. Any of you know what that's about?
Seamus: THERAPY!?! WHY IN BLOODY HELL WOULD HARRY NEED THERAPY!
Dean: O.O
Ron: Ssssssssshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! *spit flies everywhere* We're gonna wake him up!
Some spit flew on Harry's face, and he realized that that was the perfect time to "wake up".
Harry: er.. wuh?
Ron: See!!! You woke him up!!!!!!
Dean/ Seamus: Or maybe it was that SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH of yours.
Ron: o.. *bright red* Well, lets go down to breaky! I'm starving!
With that, the four boys left for the Great Hall. But Harry didn't notice that the same thing had happened just as the day before..*cough*... . *cough*.And for some strange reason everyone was staring at him....
Harry and Ron met Hermione at breaky, and after they finished, they hurried up to the library to get their homework done before they left. Snape had given them a two foot scroll on the effectiveness of temperature on an invisibility potion. Harry and Ron's eagerness to do homework was especially pleasing Hermione.
Hermione: What's gotten into you guys?! You actually want to finish homework!? Ooooo! I am soooooo excited!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Harry/Ron: -.-
Hermione: Are you guys even paying attention?
Guys: -.-
Hermione: Guess I shouldn't have brought all of that food up here if we weren't going to eat it during breaks.
Guys: O.O ... Food!!!!!! Where?!!!?
Hermione: Oh, I give up!!!! You can just finish this on your own! I'm not helping you anymore! I suggest you start going to bed earlier because you seem to need the sleep... humf!
And with that, she left them to do their own work. Oh how horrid!!! What will they ever do???????
Harry: Let's get out of here..
Ron: Yeah, we might as well get a head start at Hogsmeade.
*At Hogsmeade*
Hermione: So did you guys get your essay finished? Hmm?
Ron: Uhh.
Harry: Yeah, I did. Ron still has a little bit to go.. *cough* .sorta. *cough*
Hermione: What was that?
Harry: Uhh. Ron finished also!
Hermione: Good! Now that we have that off our backs, what should we do?
Harry: uhh..
Ron: The Three Broomsticks!
Harry: Er.. Ron, I have to.. ya know. pick up some "stuff", er, yeah.. some "stuff"... er ..... I'll be back..
Ron: gotcha.
Ron and Hermione talked until Harry's return. He came back carrying a drug store bag with a brightly colored plastic object in it.. (hmm.. what could that be?.. you know you know.....)
After ordering Butterbeers, our little trio sat themselves at a table. Harry looked around to see if anyone else he knew was there. Of course there were Hogwarts students there, but they were not their age.
All of a sudden, the lights went out and Harry spotted a dark figure in the corner. It was seated low in a chair with his feet resting on the table. It had a piece of straw between his teeth which moved every time it bit down on it. The figure indeed was a "he", but Harry wasn't sure who he was. His thoughts ceased in his mind as he fell towards the ground. Ron and Hermione apparently hadn't noticed due to the fact that their eyes were too absorbed in the other's..
Harry stirred on the ground as the man picked him up and rushed him out the door. As soon as he left, the lights returned and the building was just as lively as ever.
Harry felt like he had been being carried forever and ever. But when he was finally set on the hospital bed, he longed to be back in the man's arms, being carried like a child.
By the time Ron and Hermione noticed that Harry was gone, he was already in the bed. They ran back to Hogwarts only guessing where he could be: the hospital wing. When they found him there, they were surprised to see Aragorn dressed in all black with pins, chains, and other metal randomly put around his outfit. His hair was even greasier than ever, and his face seemed to be pierced in some spots.
Hermione: Ok. I'll be going now. I just don't want to know.
Ron: Harry, how ya doing?
Harry: Fine, fine. I just want to know what my problem is!
Aragorn: You'll find out by the next sun-rise.
Ron: Um, may I ask why you are dressed like that professor?
Aragorn: Self expression. that's all. I guess.
Ron: What is it really?
Aragorn: *sigh* It's my girl. She dumped me. well, her father made her..
Harry chuckled to himself. (haha. "chuckled" such a funny word!) He had heard all about Elrond in his lecture about Middle Earth and the Ringbearer.
Aragorn: I wouldn't be laughing, Harry. The problems you face are much worse. I would be fearing the worst.
Harry: I'm s-
He was already gone. They stood there in confusion. Whatever was wrong with Harry couldn't be that bad, could it?
I wonder what is wrong with him? Hmmm.. guess you'll just have to find out! next chapter should tell you! have fun waiting, unless you're one of those people who aren't stupid and can pick up on things! :D just kidding. oh, and please review!
~happy kid~
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 6: Shhh! I need quiet while being carried..
(note: Harry is still in his dream)
Ginny Weasley stepped on the pink bow, and hesitantly put it her pocket. She boarded the train. She left her friends and started off towards an empty compartment. There, she took out a portable mirror, and surveyed her hair. Ah, exactly the same as when she had left the house. She picked up the bow and gently put it in her hair. She frowned, adjusted it, then smiled. Placing the mirror back in its place in her bag, she hurried back to her friends.
*chimes*
Harry woke up in a cold sweat. His dream wasn't that frightening was it? All is was about was Ginny finding a bow. That was all.
After reassuring himself, he rolled over and fell back asleep, knowing that the next day he would be in Hogsmeade with Hermione and Ron.
That morning, Harry woke up to Ron, Dean, and Seamus talking in a low whisper around Dean's bed. Harry pretended to be asleep still. From what he could hear, this is how their conversation followed:
Ron: I don't know guys. I just don't know! I guess I'm just worried about him.
Dean: I think we've got nothing to worry about, Ron! Does it look like he's in trouble or sick with something threatening? No. I think that we should just leave him alone.
Seamus: Yeash! Why don't we just talk to him about it? All he needs is some talkin' to!
Ron: I already tried that.. sort of. He said he wasn't sure what it was, but that he'd get over it. Oh, guys, he said something about therapy. Any of you know what that's about?
Seamus: THERAPY!?! WHY IN BLOODY HELL WOULD HARRY NEED THERAPY!
Dean: O.O
Ron: Ssssssssshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! *spit flies everywhere* We're gonna wake him up!
Some spit flew on Harry's face, and he realized that that was the perfect time to "wake up".
Harry: er.. wuh?
Ron: See!!! You woke him up!!!!!!
Dean/ Seamus: Or maybe it was that SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH of yours.
Ron: o.. *bright red* Well, lets go down to breaky! I'm starving!
With that, the four boys left for the Great Hall. But Harry didn't notice that the same thing had happened just as the day before..*cough*... . *cough*.And for some strange reason everyone was staring at him....
Harry and Ron met Hermione at breaky, and after they finished, they hurried up to the library to get their homework done before they left. Snape had given them a two foot scroll on the effectiveness of temperature on an invisibility potion. Harry and Ron's eagerness to do homework was especially pleasing Hermione.
Hermione: What's gotten into you guys?! You actually want to finish homework!? Ooooo! I am soooooo excited!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Harry/Ron: -.-
Hermione: Are you guys even paying attention?
Guys: -.-
Hermione: Guess I shouldn't have brought all of that food up here if we weren't going to eat it during breaks.
Guys: O.O ... Food!!!!!! Where?!!!?
Hermione: Oh, I give up!!!! You can just finish this on your own! I'm not helping you anymore! I suggest you start going to bed earlier because you seem to need the sleep... humf!
And with that, she left them to do their own work. Oh how horrid!!! What will they ever do???????
Harry: Let's get out of here..
Ron: Yeah, we might as well get a head start at Hogsmeade.
*At Hogsmeade*
Hermione: So did you guys get your essay finished? Hmm?
Ron: Uhh.
Harry: Yeah, I did. Ron still has a little bit to go.. *cough* .sorta. *cough*
Hermione: What was that?
Harry: Uhh. Ron finished also!
Hermione: Good! Now that we have that off our backs, what should we do?
Harry: uhh..
Ron: The Three Broomsticks!
Harry: Er.. Ron, I have to.. ya know. pick up some "stuff", er, yeah.. some "stuff"... er ..... I'll be back..
Ron: gotcha.
Ron and Hermione talked until Harry's return. He came back carrying a drug store bag with a brightly colored plastic object in it.. (hmm.. what could that be?.. you know you know.....)
After ordering Butterbeers, our little trio sat themselves at a table. Harry looked around to see if anyone else he knew was there. Of course there were Hogwarts students there, but they were not their age.
All of a sudden, the lights went out and Harry spotted a dark figure in the corner. It was seated low in a chair with his feet resting on the table. It had a piece of straw between his teeth which moved every time it bit down on it. The figure indeed was a "he", but Harry wasn't sure who he was. His thoughts ceased in his mind as he fell towards the ground. Ron and Hermione apparently hadn't noticed due to the fact that their eyes were too absorbed in the other's..
Harry stirred on the ground as the man picked him up and rushed him out the door. As soon as he left, the lights returned and the building was just as lively as ever.
Harry felt like he had been being carried forever and ever. But when he was finally set on the hospital bed, he longed to be back in the man's arms, being carried like a child.
By the time Ron and Hermione noticed that Harry was gone, he was already in the bed. They ran back to Hogwarts only guessing where he could be: the hospital wing. When they found him there, they were surprised to see Aragorn dressed in all black with pins, chains, and other metal randomly put around his outfit. His hair was even greasier than ever, and his face seemed to be pierced in some spots.
Hermione: Ok. I'll be going now. I just don't want to know.
Ron: Harry, how ya doing?
Harry: Fine, fine. I just want to know what my problem is!
Aragorn: You'll find out by the next sun-rise.
Ron: Um, may I ask why you are dressed like that professor?
Aragorn: Self expression. that's all. I guess.
Ron: What is it really?
Aragorn: *sigh* It's my girl. She dumped me. well, her father made her..
Harry chuckled to himself. (haha. "chuckled" such a funny word!) He had heard all about Elrond in his lecture about Middle Earth and the Ringbearer.
Aragorn: I wouldn't be laughing, Harry. The problems you face are much worse. I would be fearing the worst.
Harry: I'm s-
He was already gone. They stood there in confusion. Whatever was wrong with Harry couldn't be that bad, could it?
I wonder what is wrong with him? Hmmm.. guess you'll just have to find out! next chapter should tell you! have fun waiting, unless you're one of those people who aren't stupid and can pick up on things! :D just kidding. oh, and please review!
~happy kid~
