A/N: Yay!!! *dances around happily* I'm so proud! 3 chapters up in a week!!!!
*grins* This is one of my favorite chapters. I don't know, I guess its because I finally figured out who Harry's gonna be placed with. *sighs* I know, I really should have waited for more votes to come in.... *ducks tomatoes* but I just had this feeling that everyone was gonna vote for the couple I'm using anyways so I might as well post this.... I like what everyone chose anyways... Sorry to those who wanted differently..... But remember, the 100TH REVIEWER GETS A STORY OF THEIR CHOICE!
It was cold. Freezing cold and there was nothing to cover himself with. Harry shivered violently as he opened his eyes.
He was back at the Dursley's. He nearly screamed in shock, his weakened body struggling against an unknown force keeping him in the corner.
"BOY!" Harry's eyes widened. 'Oh God, no. Please, God, no,' Harry thought. But they were soon interrupted as a large man now entered into the room, swinging the door open as hard as he could and came stomping over to the small boy.
"What the hell do you think your doing waking me up?" spit connected with Harry's eye and he lifted a hand to wipe it away. Instead, a large hand grabbed his wrist painfully and forced to boy to hit himself in the face. Harry screamed as his wrist cracked. His uncle, was grinning like a maniac, his eyes gleaming in triumphant.
"Where's your godfather now, boy?" a punch was delivered to his stomach as those eyes bore into him. No, no, no. He wasn't suppose to be here! Harry kicked and screamed, trying to get away from his uncle frantically.
Red eyes were now staring at him. Harry stared definitely back, his body still contracting with sobs.
"You won't ever get away from me, Harry Potter! Not when you can't even beat a muggle!" Harry tried to get away from the red eyes. The eyes of Voldemort. He tried speaking, but no words came out. Voldemort began laughing. His laugh ringing loudly in his ears. And then-
"Kill the spare."
"Boy! You stupid, worthless-" his uncle again. What was going on? Another punch. Harry felt hot tears spring to his eyes.
"Sirius! Sirius! Why aren't you here?" his heart pounded painfully in his chest as he reached out a battered hand, in an attempt to reach someone's hand. "Why did you leave me? You promised!" He cried. Distantly, he heard someone screaming his name.
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Hermoine heard the screams. First there was Madam Pomfrey. Harry, her Harry, had almost died.
In the rush of minutes that had passed, she felt so completely alone, that she didn't know what to do. And when she had looked over at Ron, for some reason, it almost seemed like they were friends again. But then he turned away angrily and she was left alone again.
She didn't know when she had started liking Harry. Maybe it had been her 2nd year. Maybe even her first. After he had willingly gone down and faced Voldemort, she had truly seen who he was.
But she remembered how in their third year, she had gotten him angry at her. It had been the most terrible thing for her, being alone.
She shook her head as she stared at the pictures in front of her. How had he gone through life so alone? She wiped a lonely tear away from her eyes.
She stared at a picture of the trio together as they waved at the camera. She brushed a finger over the waving Harry in desperate attempt to understand. "Oh, Harry," she said out loud. "How could I have been so stupid?"
Hermoine had heard the second screams of the day. Harry was having nightmares again. The whole house had run down to his room again. But Hermoine didn't dare go down again. Her heart hurt badly enough. She couldn't bare to see him so helpless, so scared. His eyes, those green eyes that used to bear a thousand emotions now were empty. More tears fled down her cheeks.
She flipped the page to a picture of Harry and Sirius, Sirius's arm over his shoulders protectively. Hermoine shuddered at the thought of the first time they had all met. Harry had never been to angry. And even though she may never admit it, Hermoine had been really scared of her best friend at that moment. He looked ready to kill, ready to take out all his pain on the one person who he thought had inflicted it all.
And now it was hard to see how Harry could have hated him. Sirius was always by his godson's side, ready to risk everything to protect the emerald eyed boy.
Hermoine placed the pictures next to her bedside and closed her eyes, trying to block out the loud noises ensuing from below.
"Oh, Harry. Please wake up," she sobbed. And at that moment, she fell into a dream-like state.
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Hermoine looked around anxiously, as though expecting to see someone, or something.
The room she was in, was cold. She pulled her arms around her chest and closed her eyes, knowing where she was.
She was in Harry's room. Like so many times during the summer, she had been in this very room countless nights, crying and trying to block out the images that happened before her. But now she was back.
Harry was curled in a ball, as Vernon kept hitting him. She watched horrified. Harry was suppose to be safe! What was going on?
She tensed as he began calling out for Sirius. Unable to make out his exact words, she could only tell this was a dream. And she had to wake him up or he could be hurt worse than he already was. She walked forward, concentrating on the image that sat curled in a ball in front of her.
She reached out a hand and it went right through Vernon and brushed back the raven hair that hung in Harry's eyes. He looked up suddenly at her and reached out his hand to touch her. He was hesitant to finally touch, but did eventually and smiled shyly.
She placed herself in front of the raging uncle and Harry and felt the blows knock her down. She ran a hand over Harry's face as he looked at her in horror.
"Wake up, my Harry. Wake up."
And Harry vanished, but Hermoine continued to feel a couple more punches before she too, was gone.
A/N: *jumps around* I'm so happy for Harry! Not because of the dream, or anything... But because he's gonna finally understand Hermoine loves him!!!! Oh, and if anybody's reading this, yes, I have begun to tell you how Hermoine knew what was going on during the summer. Don't worry, if this chapters confusing, the next one will, I think, finally explain the whole Hermoine and Harry summer mess thing.
HavenKane: *sigh* I'm sorry! I know that you wanted a Harry/Ginny story. But it doesn't seem like everyone else agrees with you....Sorry!!! I hope you don't hate the story now...... And thanks so much for reviewing!
Sakura-Hikaru: thanks!
Hermoine Granger-Potter: hehe. I can tell by your name who you wanted. ;) thanks for the review!
kat: I know. :( Ron has been awful mean to Hermoine. But don't worry, this is now H/H I think. And Ginny wasn't exactly depressed, but more of confused and angry at herself. thank you so much for your review! And I'll continue to email you when I update.
Naia: thank-you! I know, Ron didn't have a lot of choices... I mean he can't be paired up with his sister, that's just wrong. And now that Harry's gonna be with Hermoine, he's got.... Lavender... LoL. Not that she's bad. But your right, the whole Divination thing'll have to be put aside for this to work.
Jordyana: Thanks!!! Yeah, I was thinking along those lines earlier. But than I really wondered how Harry could love if he didn't trust the person. I mean, Hermoine or Ginny are hte closest to him. And Hermoine-for some reason, she just seems to fit in this story. Sorry..... And thanks so much! I updated really quick this time, huh?
*grins* This is one of my favorite chapters. I don't know, I guess its because I finally figured out who Harry's gonna be placed with. *sighs* I know, I really should have waited for more votes to come in.... *ducks tomatoes* but I just had this feeling that everyone was gonna vote for the couple I'm using anyways so I might as well post this.... I like what everyone chose anyways... Sorry to those who wanted differently..... But remember, the 100TH REVIEWER GETS A STORY OF THEIR CHOICE!
It was cold. Freezing cold and there was nothing to cover himself with. Harry shivered violently as he opened his eyes.
He was back at the Dursley's. He nearly screamed in shock, his weakened body struggling against an unknown force keeping him in the corner.
"BOY!" Harry's eyes widened. 'Oh God, no. Please, God, no,' Harry thought. But they were soon interrupted as a large man now entered into the room, swinging the door open as hard as he could and came stomping over to the small boy.
"What the hell do you think your doing waking me up?" spit connected with Harry's eye and he lifted a hand to wipe it away. Instead, a large hand grabbed his wrist painfully and forced to boy to hit himself in the face. Harry screamed as his wrist cracked. His uncle, was grinning like a maniac, his eyes gleaming in triumphant.
"Where's your godfather now, boy?" a punch was delivered to his stomach as those eyes bore into him. No, no, no. He wasn't suppose to be here! Harry kicked and screamed, trying to get away from his uncle frantically.
Red eyes were now staring at him. Harry stared definitely back, his body still contracting with sobs.
"You won't ever get away from me, Harry Potter! Not when you can't even beat a muggle!" Harry tried to get away from the red eyes. The eyes of Voldemort. He tried speaking, but no words came out. Voldemort began laughing. His laugh ringing loudly in his ears. And then-
"Kill the spare."
"Boy! You stupid, worthless-" his uncle again. What was going on? Another punch. Harry felt hot tears spring to his eyes.
"Sirius! Sirius! Why aren't you here?" his heart pounded painfully in his chest as he reached out a battered hand, in an attempt to reach someone's hand. "Why did you leave me? You promised!" He cried. Distantly, he heard someone screaming his name.
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Hermoine heard the screams. First there was Madam Pomfrey. Harry, her Harry, had almost died.
In the rush of minutes that had passed, she felt so completely alone, that she didn't know what to do. And when she had looked over at Ron, for some reason, it almost seemed like they were friends again. But then he turned away angrily and she was left alone again.
She didn't know when she had started liking Harry. Maybe it had been her 2nd year. Maybe even her first. After he had willingly gone down and faced Voldemort, she had truly seen who he was.
But she remembered how in their third year, she had gotten him angry at her. It had been the most terrible thing for her, being alone.
She shook her head as she stared at the pictures in front of her. How had he gone through life so alone? She wiped a lonely tear away from her eyes.
She stared at a picture of the trio together as they waved at the camera. She brushed a finger over the waving Harry in desperate attempt to understand. "Oh, Harry," she said out loud. "How could I have been so stupid?"
Hermoine had heard the second screams of the day. Harry was having nightmares again. The whole house had run down to his room again. But Hermoine didn't dare go down again. Her heart hurt badly enough. She couldn't bare to see him so helpless, so scared. His eyes, those green eyes that used to bear a thousand emotions now were empty. More tears fled down her cheeks.
She flipped the page to a picture of Harry and Sirius, Sirius's arm over his shoulders protectively. Hermoine shuddered at the thought of the first time they had all met. Harry had never been to angry. And even though she may never admit it, Hermoine had been really scared of her best friend at that moment. He looked ready to kill, ready to take out all his pain on the one person who he thought had inflicted it all.
And now it was hard to see how Harry could have hated him. Sirius was always by his godson's side, ready to risk everything to protect the emerald eyed boy.
Hermoine placed the pictures next to her bedside and closed her eyes, trying to block out the loud noises ensuing from below.
"Oh, Harry. Please wake up," she sobbed. And at that moment, she fell into a dream-like state.
~*~*~
Hermoine looked around anxiously, as though expecting to see someone, or something.
The room she was in, was cold. She pulled her arms around her chest and closed her eyes, knowing where she was.
She was in Harry's room. Like so many times during the summer, she had been in this very room countless nights, crying and trying to block out the images that happened before her. But now she was back.
Harry was curled in a ball, as Vernon kept hitting him. She watched horrified. Harry was suppose to be safe! What was going on?
She tensed as he began calling out for Sirius. Unable to make out his exact words, she could only tell this was a dream. And she had to wake him up or he could be hurt worse than he already was. She walked forward, concentrating on the image that sat curled in a ball in front of her.
She reached out a hand and it went right through Vernon and brushed back the raven hair that hung in Harry's eyes. He looked up suddenly at her and reached out his hand to touch her. He was hesitant to finally touch, but did eventually and smiled shyly.
She placed herself in front of the raging uncle and Harry and felt the blows knock her down. She ran a hand over Harry's face as he looked at her in horror.
"Wake up, my Harry. Wake up."
And Harry vanished, but Hermoine continued to feel a couple more punches before she too, was gone.
A/N: *jumps around* I'm so happy for Harry! Not because of the dream, or anything... But because he's gonna finally understand Hermoine loves him!!!! Oh, and if anybody's reading this, yes, I have begun to tell you how Hermoine knew what was going on during the summer. Don't worry, if this chapters confusing, the next one will, I think, finally explain the whole Hermoine and Harry summer mess thing.
HavenKane: *sigh* I'm sorry! I know that you wanted a Harry/Ginny story. But it doesn't seem like everyone else agrees with you....Sorry!!! I hope you don't hate the story now...... And thanks so much for reviewing!
Sakura-Hikaru: thanks!
Hermoine Granger-Potter: hehe. I can tell by your name who you wanted. ;) thanks for the review!
kat: I know. :( Ron has been awful mean to Hermoine. But don't worry, this is now H/H I think. And Ginny wasn't exactly depressed, but more of confused and angry at herself. thank you so much for your review! And I'll continue to email you when I update.
Naia: thank-you! I know, Ron didn't have a lot of choices... I mean he can't be paired up with his sister, that's just wrong. And now that Harry's gonna be with Hermoine, he's got.... Lavender... LoL. Not that she's bad. But your right, the whole Divination thing'll have to be put aside for this to work.
Jordyana: Thanks!!! Yeah, I was thinking along those lines earlier. But than I really wondered how Harry could love if he didn't trust the person. I mean, Hermoine or Ginny are hte closest to him. And Hermoine-for some reason, she just seems to fit in this story. Sorry..... And thanks so much! I updated really quick this time, huh?