Today I was looking through my stuff, and found part of this story I had written on lined paper. Since it starts a little after where I left off, I rewrote that part. This revision may be better than what I wrote before, lol. So basically I'm able to post what I have, and once the story is recovered I probably will edit this chapter. Thank you for your patience, and I am so sorry about leaving you on that cliffhanger for so long. Happy reading!
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"That's Emily!" Harry shouted, and he dashed up the stairs to her dormitory. He found the dormitory empty and deserted. The curtains flowed in the wind, and a piece of paper flew across the room as the wind blew. Harry spot a note on Emily's bed. He picked it up and read it, and let out a cry of despair. He sank down to the floor, and put his hands in his face and cried. Hermione came over and picked up the note, it was written in blood, and read it. She gasped with horror.
So, Potter, you found another relation
Another loved one
You won't have her for long
I have taken her.
Once you thought your life was happy and complete,
I was able to shatter it again.
Oh, you say, you can find her.
But where will you search?
Where will you begin?
There are a thousand places to look.
You will never find her.
She lies beyond the deep,
Door after door,
Chamber after chamber.
You will grow weak and weary.
Wishing you never set out to find her.
I have taken her, Potter.
You will never see her again.
So weep Potter, cry out.
You are weak.
-Lord Voldemort
Hermione knelt down beside Harry and put her arms around Harry. "I will help you find her, I promise you." She told him soothingly.
By now, everyone was flowing in to see what the commotion was. They noticed Emily was gone. A third year let out a scream. She lifted up the note. "I-i-it's f-fr-om Y-y-ou K-kn-know W-who! H-he t-took her!" The room was in utter chaos. Professor McGonagall heard, and she came up to see what was going on. "What is going on?!" she shouted. "Why are you making this much noise at midnight."
"Please. Ma'am, a student was kidnapped." A fourth year spoke up, trying to be brave. "By You-Know-Who."
Professor McGonagall's face fell. "Wh-What? Who?"
"Emily Porter," Ron said, getting up from beside Harry.
"Come with me," Professor McGonagall told all the Gryffindors. Everyone got up to follow her. Hermione helped Harry up, and put her arm around him. McGonagall lead all of them to Dumbledore's office. She lead them to the statue and said "Aero Bar,"
The passage way opened, and after telling everyone to stay there, she went up the stairs. She filled Dumbledore in on everything that happened. He stood up. "Take the students to the Great Hall. I will tell everyone else to assemble there," he said gravely.
"What will we do master? We must find her."
"I don't know. Take them to the Great Hall. Reassure them. Especially Harry. Tell them everything will be okay."
A few minutes later, the school was assembled in the Great Hall. All the students not in Gryffindor were confused, and were trying to ask what happened. But the Gryffindors were still in shock, and did not talk.
Dumbledore stood up, and made an announcement. "Everyone, you must stay calm in spite of what you are about to hear. Voldemort came to Hogwarts tonight, I don not know how. But he came for a purpose. He kidnapped Emily Porter." Everyone gasped.
"What will we do, Albus?" asked Professor Sprout fearfully.
"I'm afraid there is not much we can do," said Dumbeldore. "This is something that the ministry has to take care of."
"What?" whispered Ron to Harry in a disbelieving tone. "Fudge that twit? You're the one who has survived You-Know-Who.
"You're right," said Harry quietly. "You're right." He said loudly. Harry begun to shout " Fudge take care of things? Do you remember how stupid he has been in the past? I have survived Voldemort…" Harry began to lose control of himself, and seethed in anger and rage.
"Calm down Harry, I know this is a very upsetting ordeal for you," Dumbledore began.
"Why do you always have to be the hero, Harry?" Malfoy interrupted.
"You don't understand!" shouted Harry. "You don't understand! I will NOT let Voldemort take another relation away from me."
Everyone stared at Harry. They could not believe it. Harry had another relation? What? Impossible.
"That's right!" Harry continued. "She is my cousin. Voldemort took away my parents, and he won't take someone else away from me. I won't let him kill her!"
Everyone in the Great Hall just stared at Harry, watching him go mad with anger. Harry had never outburst like that before. They could see that he was distressed that he never could seem to keep a loving family member. Harry knew that he had Sirius, but it wasn't the same as having his only family member, related by blood. He loved Hermione, but she wasn't family. Even is she one day became his wife, and if Voldemort was still alive, he feared she would not be safe. Harry's thoughts were interrupted when Dumbeldore spoke again.
"But there is one way I might be able to help the Ministry. Voldemort was the heir of Salazar Slytherin, who was prejudice against muggle borns. He eventually turned evil. His downfall was brought upon by Godric Gryffindor with the help of Rowena Ravenclaw and Helga Hufflepuff. There is not a 100 percent chance this will work, but Voldemort may have his downfall brought upon him the same way Slytherin was defeated, except the heirs of Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, and Hufflepuff will bring his downfall. These heirs will need help, and I will research the way the downfall can be brought upon him.
It will require research to find out how Slytherin was defeated, I can't remember, as everyone forgets things fro time to time. I will also have to look in a magical book about the heirs, something I haven't done for years, and find out who the heirs are. The book is magical, and writes its self. It is added to every time an heir is born. There are only 40 copies of it in the world. It is called Your Magical Guide to Hogwarts Heirs. I will begin research as soon as possible, as there are many books about Hogwarts I will have to read.
To make you feel safer, you will sleep here, in the Great Hall. The teachers and ghosts will guard you. The paintings will also keep an eye out. Good night."
With that said, he magicked up some purple squashy sleeping bags, and the house tabled flew against the walls.
Everyone chose a sleeping bag and the room filled with chatter about what had happened that night. The students eventually fell asleep, but Harry lay awake, staring at the ceiling that now showed the night sky. He lay awake, and watched as the stars disappeared and the sun rose
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The students awoke the next morning to a cloudly gloomy day. The did not have to worry about getting to class, as they would start the following week instead of that day. Harry spent his time worrying about his little cousin. A million questions floated through his mind.
'Where was Emily? Was she okay? Is she alive? Would he ever see her again?' Harry could not believe what had happened. If Voldemort hadn't taken his blood the year before,, he would never have returned to power. He felt has if it were all his fault. If it weren't for him, Emily would be safe.
Harry tried his hardest to stop the tears that were starting to come, but it was too late. Wet salty tears trickled down his cheeks. Harry whipped them away with his sleeve.
"Harry, do you agree?" asked Hermione, interrupting his thoughts. It was the fourth day since Emily's disappearance, and it was breakfast time.
"What?" asked Harry. "Agree to what?"
"Going to the library to research the downfall of Slytherin, to help Dumbledore. And we will tell him if we find out anything."
"Well, let's go!" Harry said. He threw down his napkin, and jumped up from the table. He ran off to the library.
"You didn't mean now, did you Hermione? It's the middle of breakfast."
"No," Hermione responded. "I ment after breakfast. Let's hurry up and eat so we can join him."
Hermione and Ron hurried through breakfast. The soon as they were done eating, they went to the library. As they got up from the table, Hermione looked down at Harry's plate. He had eaten so little, and the food was mostly pushed around the plate. She sighed and vowed to make Harry feel better.
When they arrived at the library, Harry was already was surrounded by books. Some of the books titles were The Year Hogwarts Was Created, The History of Hogwarts (Not Quite) Everything You Need to Know About the Hogwarts Founders, An Unresearched Hogwarts History, A Journey Through Hogwarts, Hogwarts; Past and Present, and many more.
"These are only a few of the books," said Harry, without looking up.
Ron sighed and he and Hermione grabbed the nearest book.
"You've had a bad influence on him," Ron told Hermione.
The trio spent the rest of the day in the library, reading book after book. In a few there was some information that could be useful, but not enough to help.
After a long day in the library, the agreed they would come again tomorrow. Ron objected, saying Harry deserved to have fun, and not to beat himself up about what had happened. Hermione agreed, and they did what ever they could to cheer Harry up.
"For the millionth time, Harry, what happened was not your fault!" said Hermione, putting her arm around him and giving him a kiss.
"Yes it is," retorted Harry. "If Voldemort hadn't taken my blood, he wouldn't have returned to power."
"He tied you up, and took your blood forcefully," Hermione said exasperated.
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Once classes started again, the teachers tried to keep them as normal as possible. Martha, Emily's best friend, and Harry were still distressed, they found it hard to concentrate on school work. Their first class was potions. Snape entered the classroom, and greeted them.
"Class, welcome back from that….unecassary extra week of vacation. Today we will make the Awakening potion. Turn to page 54 in your Advanced Potions textbook. Quickly, quickly. Begin immedietly, you have most of the class, except for the end when I will assign your homework. You will have plenty of homework, as your OWLs are this year. Begin."
Everyone reached for their potion book and began to work. As usual, Hermione's potion was perfect. Harry's was far too runny.
"I suppose you added to much porcupine quills, and not enough unicorn hair," Snape sneered. "Ten point from Gryffindor."
The bell rang, and Harry left the classroom grumbling, and headed off to transfiguration.