...Several hours later......
"Good-bye," Harry called as the last of the guests went up the chimney.
"Well then," Mrs.Weasley said briskly,"Hermione you're stuff is in Ginny's room (She was also staying at the Weasleys as her parents were visiting family) Harry, your stuff is in Ron's. I want you all in bed son. It's late and you've all had a long day."
They walked upstairs obediently. (Well, Ginny and Hermione walked while Ron and Harry raced.)
It was not until Harry's head hit the pillow did he realize how tired he was. This has been one of the best days of my entire life, "He thought. He soon fell into a deep sleep. Harry was peeking into a brightly lit room, yet it had a cold aura about it. Just then a man with a strange accent came in.
"we have found the hiding spot of the young, girl my lord."
"Excellent! Once she is out of the way. Potter should be easy to get," Lord Voldemort hissed." Where is Wormtail?"
"He is rallying the death eaters."
"No the girl is mine, I will go myself."
He stood up his red eyes glowing murderously.
I have to find that girl. I have to warn her,"Harry thought.
The room whirled. As the Place cleared he realized he was in a muggle house. They were all sleeping. Out of the corner of his eye Harry saw a black shape moving swiftly. He followed him up the stairs and down the hall, but before he reached the rooms a flack of green light appeared. I have to warn that girl. She's next.
He raced back to find her.
"Wake up, wake up, you're going to die if you don't," he cried hysterically. It was no use she couldn't hear him he was nothing more than a shadow. Behind him a high-pitched laugh was emitted. This woke the girl up. She slammed her hand on the lamp table.
"Looking for this are we?" he giggled a crazed look in his eyes as he twirled her wand. "NO this time you will not be able to defend yourself."
The girl who now looked very familiar to Harry looked Voldemort straight in the eye," I will enjoy the day you die," she spat.
Voldemort's eyes narrowed,"CRUCIATUS,"He shrieked. Immediately she started twitching in pain. Tears were streaming down Harry's face. Everything that had happened to him last year was now coming back.
She is going to die, and there is nothing I can do Harry thought anxiously.
Suddenly as if out of sheer will power she stood and walked to the window.
"Where do you think you are going," he snarled.
"If I die," she gasped," It will not be by your hands." With those words she jumped out the window.
Harry awoke from this nightmare, his whole body drenched in sweat. Across the room he could hear the steady breathing of Ron. AS he sat he noticed that not only was his scar giving him a pounding headache but also glowing an eerie bright green.
"Good-bye," Harry called as the last of the guests went up the chimney.
"Well then," Mrs.Weasley said briskly,"Hermione you're stuff is in Ginny's room (She was also staying at the Weasleys as her parents were visiting family) Harry, your stuff is in Ron's. I want you all in bed son. It's late and you've all had a long day."
They walked upstairs obediently. (Well, Ginny and Hermione walked while Ron and Harry raced.)
It was not until Harry's head hit the pillow did he realize how tired he was. This has been one of the best days of my entire life, "He thought. He soon fell into a deep sleep. Harry was peeking into a brightly lit room, yet it had a cold aura about it. Just then a man with a strange accent came in.
"we have found the hiding spot of the young, girl my lord."
"Excellent! Once she is out of the way. Potter should be easy to get," Lord Voldemort hissed." Where is Wormtail?"
"He is rallying the death eaters."
"No the girl is mine, I will go myself."
He stood up his red eyes glowing murderously.
I have to find that girl. I have to warn her,"Harry thought.
The room whirled. As the Place cleared he realized he was in a muggle house. They were all sleeping. Out of the corner of his eye Harry saw a black shape moving swiftly. He followed him up the stairs and down the hall, but before he reached the rooms a flack of green light appeared. I have to warn that girl. She's next.
He raced back to find her.
"Wake up, wake up, you're going to die if you don't," he cried hysterically. It was no use she couldn't hear him he was nothing more than a shadow. Behind him a high-pitched laugh was emitted. This woke the girl up. She slammed her hand on the lamp table.
"Looking for this are we?" he giggled a crazed look in his eyes as he twirled her wand. "NO this time you will not be able to defend yourself."
The girl who now looked very familiar to Harry looked Voldemort straight in the eye," I will enjoy the day you die," she spat.
Voldemort's eyes narrowed,"CRUCIATUS,"He shrieked. Immediately she started twitching in pain. Tears were streaming down Harry's face. Everything that had happened to him last year was now coming back.
She is going to die, and there is nothing I can do Harry thought anxiously.
Suddenly as if out of sheer will power she stood and walked to the window.
"Where do you think you are going," he snarled.
"If I die," she gasped," It will not be by your hands." With those words she jumped out the window.
Harry awoke from this nightmare, his whole body drenched in sweat. Across the room he could hear the steady breathing of Ron. AS he sat he noticed that not only was his scar giving him a pounding headache but also glowing an eerie bright green.