OK thanks all you faithful reviewers!!!!! I wouldn't continue if I didn't
have your continued support. Anyway, here's the next chapter. Note: I SUCK
at the Hagrid accent, so please bear with me.
Chapter Three: Strangeness
Harry's feat hit the wooden floor with a thud. He dropped the fishing rod and looked around. He was in Dumbledore's office. The familiar portraits hung around the wall burst into whispers. "It's Harry Potter" Harry heard one say.
"Take a seat Potter, I will go and get Dumbledore" Snape said, ushering Harry into a chair. He turned around and left the room. Harry sat down in the armchair in front of Dumbledore's desk. "Hello Fawkes" Harry said as the magnificent phoenix fluttered over and landed on the back of his chair.
Harry jumped as a familiar voice sounded from the door "I didn't expect to see you so soon Harry." It was Dumbledore. Harry stood up and said "the most strangest." Harry began but Dumbledore cut him off. "I know Harry, Severus has informed me, please sit down" Dumbledore sat down himself, and surveyed Harry through his half moon spectacles, massaging his beard. "I want to get one thing straight Harry: I have no doubt that you are telling the truth, but you must be careful of what you do and say" he stopped for a moment and thought for a bit, then continued "I have no idea how this has come about, but you must be very careful, or you may through the whole universe out of whack. You see Harry; the archway in the Department of Mysteries is a gateway to the land of the dead. Most people die when they go through, but you seem to of had a second chance".
Harry had figured most of this out already, but it seemed to finally clamp it down when Dumbledore said it. Dumbledore smiled. "You look like your father, Harry". "I know, I mean I've been told that before" he replied.
"Your going to sleep here tonight Harry, and the gamekeeper will take you to Diagon Alley tomorrow" Dumbledore finished, and stood up. "Goodnight Harry". And then he waved his wand and a camp bed appeared in a corner, then he left. Harry walked over to the bed and lay down, thinking of some of the consequences of mucking round would be. "This is going to be hard, living my life again" he thought, then fell asleep.
"'arry, wake up" a gruff voice said. Harry sat up; rubbing his eyes, and saw Hagrid leaning over him. "Hagrid!" Harry exclaimed "It's so good to see you again!" "Oh boy, this is strange" Hagrid said. Harry remembered that Hagrid had "never" met him before. "Dumbledore told me about yer thing" Hagrid said, pulling out a deflated soccer ball. "We're takin' a portkey" Hagrid said, offering Harry a side of the ball. Harry grabbed it reluctantly. He didn't like taking the portkey very much.
Ten Minutes later they found themselves standing outside the door to the Leaky Cauldron. Hagrid pushed open the black door and walked inside. As they walked inside the grubby little pub, Harry thought he had gone deaf. The small amount of chatter stopped immediately, as it had in Harry's last visit. A couple of people started whispering to each other. "Hey Hagrid" Greeted Tom from behind the bar. "Bless my sole, it's Harry Potter!" There was a sharp intake of breath all around the room, and in moments Harry found himself surrounded by a group of people. Harry notice Professor Quirrel wasn't there, but they were a day behind schedule, and, Harry realized with a shock, he would always be.
"Mumbhuck Brendat" a short, Arab looking wizard said, as he shook Harry's hand. After a few minutes of greetings Hagrid raised his voice above the crowd. "Sorry every one, we have to do some shopping". Nobody needed telling twice, by Hagrid. They walked into the brick court yard. "You know Harry, this is really strange fer me, you'll know all this stuff about Diagon alley and everything, won't you." Hagrid announced, as he tapped the weather beaten brick, and Diagon Alley opened up. "Yeah, I guess so" Harry said. He wondered to himself whether he should tell Hagrid about Quirrel. I'll have to talk to Dumbledore about it, he thought.
They went to Gringotts, but this time Hagrid didn't get the stone from the vault. "He must have gotten it yesterday" Harry thought. They got all the stuff he needed, except his wand. "Even though I think you know where I'm going, you go and get your wand while I go and do what I need to" Hagrid said. Harry walked into the wand shop, and told Olivander not to bother, letting him try all the wands and told him his real wand. There was a knock on the window and Harry turned to see something was horribly wrong. Something wasn't right with Hagrid. Harry's big mistake was even worse than he thought. "This is bad" he thought.
Heheheheh sorry bout the cliff hanger guys. And also sorry if that chapter seemed a little bit rushed. Thanks again to all you reviewers and I'll try to get the next chapter up as soon as I can. Meanwhile, you could come to my new Harry Potter role playing site if you wanted. I've only just started, so I still need to do a couple of things. But come and look if you want:
Chapter Three: Strangeness
Harry's feat hit the wooden floor with a thud. He dropped the fishing rod and looked around. He was in Dumbledore's office. The familiar portraits hung around the wall burst into whispers. "It's Harry Potter" Harry heard one say.
"Take a seat Potter, I will go and get Dumbledore" Snape said, ushering Harry into a chair. He turned around and left the room. Harry sat down in the armchair in front of Dumbledore's desk. "Hello Fawkes" Harry said as the magnificent phoenix fluttered over and landed on the back of his chair.
Harry jumped as a familiar voice sounded from the door "I didn't expect to see you so soon Harry." It was Dumbledore. Harry stood up and said "the most strangest." Harry began but Dumbledore cut him off. "I know Harry, Severus has informed me, please sit down" Dumbledore sat down himself, and surveyed Harry through his half moon spectacles, massaging his beard. "I want to get one thing straight Harry: I have no doubt that you are telling the truth, but you must be careful of what you do and say" he stopped for a moment and thought for a bit, then continued "I have no idea how this has come about, but you must be very careful, or you may through the whole universe out of whack. You see Harry; the archway in the Department of Mysteries is a gateway to the land of the dead. Most people die when they go through, but you seem to of had a second chance".
Harry had figured most of this out already, but it seemed to finally clamp it down when Dumbledore said it. Dumbledore smiled. "You look like your father, Harry". "I know, I mean I've been told that before" he replied.
"Your going to sleep here tonight Harry, and the gamekeeper will take you to Diagon Alley tomorrow" Dumbledore finished, and stood up. "Goodnight Harry". And then he waved his wand and a camp bed appeared in a corner, then he left. Harry walked over to the bed and lay down, thinking of some of the consequences of mucking round would be. "This is going to be hard, living my life again" he thought, then fell asleep.
"'arry, wake up" a gruff voice said. Harry sat up; rubbing his eyes, and saw Hagrid leaning over him. "Hagrid!" Harry exclaimed "It's so good to see you again!" "Oh boy, this is strange" Hagrid said. Harry remembered that Hagrid had "never" met him before. "Dumbledore told me about yer thing" Hagrid said, pulling out a deflated soccer ball. "We're takin' a portkey" Hagrid said, offering Harry a side of the ball. Harry grabbed it reluctantly. He didn't like taking the portkey very much.
Ten Minutes later they found themselves standing outside the door to the Leaky Cauldron. Hagrid pushed open the black door and walked inside. As they walked inside the grubby little pub, Harry thought he had gone deaf. The small amount of chatter stopped immediately, as it had in Harry's last visit. A couple of people started whispering to each other. "Hey Hagrid" Greeted Tom from behind the bar. "Bless my sole, it's Harry Potter!" There was a sharp intake of breath all around the room, and in moments Harry found himself surrounded by a group of people. Harry notice Professor Quirrel wasn't there, but they were a day behind schedule, and, Harry realized with a shock, he would always be.
"Mumbhuck Brendat" a short, Arab looking wizard said, as he shook Harry's hand. After a few minutes of greetings Hagrid raised his voice above the crowd. "Sorry every one, we have to do some shopping". Nobody needed telling twice, by Hagrid. They walked into the brick court yard. "You know Harry, this is really strange fer me, you'll know all this stuff about Diagon alley and everything, won't you." Hagrid announced, as he tapped the weather beaten brick, and Diagon Alley opened up. "Yeah, I guess so" Harry said. He wondered to himself whether he should tell Hagrid about Quirrel. I'll have to talk to Dumbledore about it, he thought.
They went to Gringotts, but this time Hagrid didn't get the stone from the vault. "He must have gotten it yesterday" Harry thought. They got all the stuff he needed, except his wand. "Even though I think you know where I'm going, you go and get your wand while I go and do what I need to" Hagrid said. Harry walked into the wand shop, and told Olivander not to bother, letting him try all the wands and told him his real wand. There was a knock on the window and Harry turned to see something was horribly wrong. Something wasn't right with Hagrid. Harry's big mistake was even worse than he thought. "This is bad" he thought.
Heheheheh sorry bout the cliff hanger guys. And also sorry if that chapter seemed a little bit rushed. Thanks again to all you reviewers and I'll try to get the next chapter up as soon as I can. Meanwhile, you could come to my new Harry Potter role playing site if you wanted. I've only just started, so I still need to do a couple of things. But come and look if you want: