A/N: Here's the fifth chapter. Enjoy!!!!!
Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter series. (Obviously!) J.K. Rowling does. The only thing I own is the plot. If I did own anything else, you would see this story in your local bookstore. So you're welcome to check but I doubt you'll find anything except the masterpieces created by J.K. Rowling!
A/N: PLEASE READ THE A/N AT THE END OF THE STORY AFTER YOU FINISH READING THIS CHAPTER!! Thanks in advance!
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As the knife was brought down on Harry's throat, something like a miracle happened.
Harry changed back into a human.
Maybe it was because he really wanted to, because he didn't want to die; he wanted to see everybody again.
Or maybe it was because Harry Potter was VERY powerful and he just didn't know it.
The change happened quicker then when he transformed into the owl. It was all done in less then two seconds. Also, his arm healed instantly, too. Instantly. The only thing that happened was that he got a slight mark where the knife had almost cut into his throat. Bob, Petunia, and Vernon gasped and stepped back.
"What the heck are you here for, boy?!" Vernon roared. Harry had not yet noticed that he was a human again yet so he didn't know what his uncle meant.(A/N: He was lying down so he couldn't see that much except the ceiling) "Huh?" Harry had expected hoots so he jumped when he heard his regular voice. He sat up and looked at his hands. They were like they had been before he took the potion. "What happened?"
"That's what I want to know!" Petunia shouted. "Why were you an owl and why didn't you show yourself before now. AND WHY THE HECK ARE YOU NOT IN THAT STUPID SCHOOL OF YOURS!"
"Well, uh, I needed to turn into an owl for a school project," Harry lied. "And they said that I had to fly around for a while. Then that guy over there," Harry pointed at Bob. "Shot me out of the sky."
Bob was trembling because he didn't know about magic so he had no clue whatsoever why an owl had turned into a human.
"Well, get out of out house now!" Vernon shouted. "And make sure nobody sees you wearing that school costume of yours." (He meant the Hogwarts robes Harry was wearing, of course)
"I don't mind leaving," Harry mumbled as he walked out of the Dursley's kitchen and into the living room. When he got to the door, he quickly opened it and ran out into the quiet night street.
Where was he going to go? He couldn't turn back into an owl because there was no way that he was going to walk to Hogwarts. He couldn't go on the Knight Bus since he had left his wand in his trunk, which was still at Hogwarts.
"Smart move," Harry said quietly to himself. He was stranded on Privit Drive with nowhere to go and no way to get where he wanted to go. There was no way to get to his friends.
Suddenly he had an idea. If he could turn into a human with out the antidote, could he turn back into the owl?
He tried and it worked. He opened his wings and flew away.
Before he had soared into the sky, he had thought to himself that he wouldn't return to Hogwarts like he had wanted to before. Instead, he would wait a year so he could finally forget everything.
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~1 Year Later~
Hermione Granger sighed. One year had passed since her best friend had turned into a owl and disappeared from their lives. When people realized that he was missing, he was pronounced dead and (A/N: Like in my other story. Hehehehe) the magical world went into panic. Nobody knew the truth except herself and Ron.
By now, Harry would of probably lost all of his memories from being human and now thought and remembered like an ordinary owl. That was not good.
Hermione and Ron missed Harry so much! He was their best friend! Now that had no clue on what was happening to him. He could be even dead!
The two of them had tried hard to get on with their lives, but it was too hard. They tried to study for their N.E.W.T.s that were coming up at they end of the year, but they found it hard to concentrate. Where was Harry?
***
A jet-black owl flew across a river. He had bright green eyes and little white speckles scattered his body. He was the most beautiful owl ever. A snowy white owl flew alongside him. She had huge amber eyes and little black spots were decorating her coat of feathers.
One of the owls belonged to students of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The students were both Gryffindors and had adopted the white owl a while ago and used it frequently. The black one had just met the white one and decided to accompany her on her trip to Hogwarts.
The white owl, who's name was Hedwig used to belong to another student, but he had disappeared so somebody else found Hedwig and decided to keep her. Nobody knew who the black one was.
As the two owls neared the Hogwarts grounds, they lowered and flew quickly to the Great Hall windows.
***
"Ron!" Hermione cried. "Hedwig brought a friend."
"Huh?" Ron peered at Harry's former owl as she landed next to Neville Longbottem, her owner. "Wonder who he is?" Since the owl had just fallen into a jar of syrup, they didn't realize that it was black with green eyes.
"Hey Hedwig!" Neville exclaimed. "Brought me a letter from Gran and another owl? Why another one?"
Hedwig hooted and turned to Ron and Hermione. She hooted again and turned he head towards the other owls and flew off again.
The other owl, who was still covered in syrup got up and looked at Hermione, Ron, and Neville curiously.
"Well, I guess I'll name you Midnight since I can see black through that syrup. "Black owls are rare, aren't they?" He asked Hermione and Ron.
"Black?!" they cried in unison. They grabbed Midnight and looked into his emerald green eyes.
"Harry!" Hermione whispered. "Ron, it's Harry!"
"Wow!" Ron said quietly. "C'mom, let's bring it to the Gryffindor common room.
"We'll bring it back to you in a little while!" Hermione called over he shoulder to Neville as she and Ron ran out of the Great Hall.
***
The black owl in front of Ron and Hermione closed it's eyes. Why would these human know him and why the heck were they calling him "Harry?" His name wasn't Harry, it was Midnight. And why were they talking to him as if he was human? Though, he had to say, they did look vaguely familiar.
Now, Midnight knew that these people could tell these humans were crazy because they were pointing there wands at him and telling him to "show himself". He was showing himself in his natural form so why were they too stupid to realize that?
Though, Midnight had to think to himself, that it felt like a big part his life was missing. What was up with that? He felt like he had just forgotten something really important that had to do with his life. But what was it? He was an owl; there was nothing exciting about his life. It wasn't like he could just turn into something famous? Could he?
***
"Harry, show yourself!" Hermione cried to the owl for about the millionth time. "Please!" She started to sob.
"Harry, this isn't funny!" Ron shouted. "You have to remember us!"
The owl just hooted stupidly.
"It's no use!" Hermione continued to cry. "It's too late; he's already lost his memories of being Harry Potter!"
"No, it he came just a little sooner," Ron whispered.
"Harry, please!" Hermione cried. "Why did you do this to us?"
***
What did he do to them? Midnight thought. What were they talking about? He hadn't lost any memories from his life as an owl, had he? And who was Harry Potter? Why did they think he was human?
Then it happened. He got this strange feeling in his head. It started to heart bad when he realized that it was coming from his forehead. In the center, to be exact. Now what was going on?
Then, a bunch of words flew into his head including Ron, Hermione, Hogwarts, Sirius, Dumbledore, magic, wizard, Hedwig, Lupin, Voldemort, Wormtail, Prongs, Marauder, Padfoot, Moony, and a bunch of other odd words. He had never heard of these words before! They seemed so distant but in a way they seemed familiar. Then three words popped into his head that seemed like a name: Harry James Potter.
Who was he?
Wait a sec...........
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A/N: Okay, here's the a/n that I promised. Harry didn't die. I thought about it and no character really deserves to die just because they lose their temper a little. But I will day this: he still shouldn't of said those things. I mean, look what he did to Dumbledore and his office. Well, does anybody have any comments on this note, the one in the last chapter, or this story? If you do, you know what to do! ~cough~ review ~cough Okay, I'll post the next chapter ASAP! PROMISE!!!!!!!!!!
Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter series. (Obviously!) J.K. Rowling does. The only thing I own is the plot. If I did own anything else, you would see this story in your local bookstore. So you're welcome to check but I doubt you'll find anything except the masterpieces created by J.K. Rowling!
A/N: PLEASE READ THE A/N AT THE END OF THE STORY AFTER YOU FINISH READING THIS CHAPTER!! Thanks in advance!
***
As the knife was brought down on Harry's throat, something like a miracle happened.
Harry changed back into a human.
Maybe it was because he really wanted to, because he didn't want to die; he wanted to see everybody again.
Or maybe it was because Harry Potter was VERY powerful and he just didn't know it.
The change happened quicker then when he transformed into the owl. It was all done in less then two seconds. Also, his arm healed instantly, too. Instantly. The only thing that happened was that he got a slight mark where the knife had almost cut into his throat. Bob, Petunia, and Vernon gasped and stepped back.
"What the heck are you here for, boy?!" Vernon roared. Harry had not yet noticed that he was a human again yet so he didn't know what his uncle meant.(A/N: He was lying down so he couldn't see that much except the ceiling) "Huh?" Harry had expected hoots so he jumped when he heard his regular voice. He sat up and looked at his hands. They were like they had been before he took the potion. "What happened?"
"That's what I want to know!" Petunia shouted. "Why were you an owl and why didn't you show yourself before now. AND WHY THE HECK ARE YOU NOT IN THAT STUPID SCHOOL OF YOURS!"
"Well, uh, I needed to turn into an owl for a school project," Harry lied. "And they said that I had to fly around for a while. Then that guy over there," Harry pointed at Bob. "Shot me out of the sky."
Bob was trembling because he didn't know about magic so he had no clue whatsoever why an owl had turned into a human.
"Well, get out of out house now!" Vernon shouted. "And make sure nobody sees you wearing that school costume of yours." (He meant the Hogwarts robes Harry was wearing, of course)
"I don't mind leaving," Harry mumbled as he walked out of the Dursley's kitchen and into the living room. When he got to the door, he quickly opened it and ran out into the quiet night street.
Where was he going to go? He couldn't turn back into an owl because there was no way that he was going to walk to Hogwarts. He couldn't go on the Knight Bus since he had left his wand in his trunk, which was still at Hogwarts.
"Smart move," Harry said quietly to himself. He was stranded on Privit Drive with nowhere to go and no way to get where he wanted to go. There was no way to get to his friends.
Suddenly he had an idea. If he could turn into a human with out the antidote, could he turn back into the owl?
He tried and it worked. He opened his wings and flew away.
Before he had soared into the sky, he had thought to himself that he wouldn't return to Hogwarts like he had wanted to before. Instead, he would wait a year so he could finally forget everything.
***
~1 Year Later~
Hermione Granger sighed. One year had passed since her best friend had turned into a owl and disappeared from their lives. When people realized that he was missing, he was pronounced dead and (A/N: Like in my other story. Hehehehe) the magical world went into panic. Nobody knew the truth except herself and Ron.
By now, Harry would of probably lost all of his memories from being human and now thought and remembered like an ordinary owl. That was not good.
Hermione and Ron missed Harry so much! He was their best friend! Now that had no clue on what was happening to him. He could be even dead!
The two of them had tried hard to get on with their lives, but it was too hard. They tried to study for their N.E.W.T.s that were coming up at they end of the year, but they found it hard to concentrate. Where was Harry?
***
A jet-black owl flew across a river. He had bright green eyes and little white speckles scattered his body. He was the most beautiful owl ever. A snowy white owl flew alongside him. She had huge amber eyes and little black spots were decorating her coat of feathers.
One of the owls belonged to students of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The students were both Gryffindors and had adopted the white owl a while ago and used it frequently. The black one had just met the white one and decided to accompany her on her trip to Hogwarts.
The white owl, who's name was Hedwig used to belong to another student, but he had disappeared so somebody else found Hedwig and decided to keep her. Nobody knew who the black one was.
As the two owls neared the Hogwarts grounds, they lowered and flew quickly to the Great Hall windows.
***
"Ron!" Hermione cried. "Hedwig brought a friend."
"Huh?" Ron peered at Harry's former owl as she landed next to Neville Longbottem, her owner. "Wonder who he is?" Since the owl had just fallen into a jar of syrup, they didn't realize that it was black with green eyes.
"Hey Hedwig!" Neville exclaimed. "Brought me a letter from Gran and another owl? Why another one?"
Hedwig hooted and turned to Ron and Hermione. She hooted again and turned he head towards the other owls and flew off again.
The other owl, who was still covered in syrup got up and looked at Hermione, Ron, and Neville curiously.
"Well, I guess I'll name you Midnight since I can see black through that syrup. "Black owls are rare, aren't they?" He asked Hermione and Ron.
"Black?!" they cried in unison. They grabbed Midnight and looked into his emerald green eyes.
"Harry!" Hermione whispered. "Ron, it's Harry!"
"Wow!" Ron said quietly. "C'mom, let's bring it to the Gryffindor common room.
"We'll bring it back to you in a little while!" Hermione called over he shoulder to Neville as she and Ron ran out of the Great Hall.
***
The black owl in front of Ron and Hermione closed it's eyes. Why would these human know him and why the heck were they calling him "Harry?" His name wasn't Harry, it was Midnight. And why were they talking to him as if he was human? Though, he had to say, they did look vaguely familiar.
Now, Midnight knew that these people could tell these humans were crazy because they were pointing there wands at him and telling him to "show himself". He was showing himself in his natural form so why were they too stupid to realize that?
Though, Midnight had to think to himself, that it felt like a big part his life was missing. What was up with that? He felt like he had just forgotten something really important that had to do with his life. But what was it? He was an owl; there was nothing exciting about his life. It wasn't like he could just turn into something famous? Could he?
***
"Harry, show yourself!" Hermione cried to the owl for about the millionth time. "Please!" She started to sob.
"Harry, this isn't funny!" Ron shouted. "You have to remember us!"
The owl just hooted stupidly.
"It's no use!" Hermione continued to cry. "It's too late; he's already lost his memories of being Harry Potter!"
"No, it he came just a little sooner," Ron whispered.
"Harry, please!" Hermione cried. "Why did you do this to us?"
***
What did he do to them? Midnight thought. What were they talking about? He hadn't lost any memories from his life as an owl, had he? And who was Harry Potter? Why did they think he was human?
Then it happened. He got this strange feeling in his head. It started to heart bad when he realized that it was coming from his forehead. In the center, to be exact. Now what was going on?
Then, a bunch of words flew into his head including Ron, Hermione, Hogwarts, Sirius, Dumbledore, magic, wizard, Hedwig, Lupin, Voldemort, Wormtail, Prongs, Marauder, Padfoot, Moony, and a bunch of other odd words. He had never heard of these words before! They seemed so distant but in a way they seemed familiar. Then three words popped into his head that seemed like a name: Harry James Potter.
Who was he?
Wait a sec...........
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A/N: Okay, here's the a/n that I promised. Harry didn't die. I thought about it and no character really deserves to die just because they lose their temper a little. But I will day this: he still shouldn't of said those things. I mean, look what he did to Dumbledore and his office. Well, does anybody have any comments on this note, the one in the last chapter, or this story? If you do, you know what to do! ~cough~ review ~cough Okay, I'll post the next chapter ASAP! PROMISE!!!!!!!!!!
