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My Mate
Harry walked down the hallway trying to come up with an explanation for Ron and Hermione, going missing for the night.
Madame Promfrey had told him that no one knew except for his Profs. So he would have to try to keep it a secret. He couldn't imagine what it would be like for him if people found out. 'Top Story, Boy Who Lived is now Boy Who Was Bit'. He chuckled to him self at his own grim joke. There were already half human haters in the world, like his old Prof., Professor Umbridge. She had hated half humans, and that's what nearly drove her to insanity. He still wished he found out what the Centaurs did to her.
As he neared the Portrait of the 'Fat Lady', Harry examined his right arm. Madame Promfrey had numbed the pain out, but it felt like his blood boiled. Like something were burning his insides. The teeth marks on his arm were almost gone now, since the bite of a werewolf is magical. It couldn't be healed all the way with magic.
He stopped in front of the portrait and whispered the password (Salamander claw), covering his arm up with his sleeve. As soon as he stepped in, he was almost knocked back out by Ron and Hermione. " Where the bloody hell have you been Harry!" Ron yelled almost at the top of his lungs.
Ron had matured much over last year and the summer; he was about 6'2 now, still with his flaming red hair. Most of his freckles were gone and he had gotten shapelier since he was still on the quidditch team, making him the 3rd most wanted boy in his year.
" I.. I, err. Prof. Dumbledore asked me to do something for him last night that's all, took me longer than I expected though" Harry lied. "Well at least tell us something next time Harry! You had us worried sick," Hermione complained. Ron coughed in trying to hide his laughter as Hermione half blushed and glared at him.
Harry raised an eyebrow in amusement. His eyes then shifted over to Hermione, who also had a dramatic appearance change. Her normally bushy hair was now silky and straight. Her teeth were still shrunk from her forth year even though her parents still don't agree. And embarrassingly, he had to admit she had also gotten more 'shapely' in her own sort of way.
Her curves filled out, as if it just happened over night, she looked absolutely beautiful to Harry. It was like she morphed from bookworm, to super hot.
(AN: heh kinda like a caterpillar and a cocoon or was that a worm. shows how much I pay attention)
He continued to stare at her while, Ron and her argued over something. He snapped back into reality as Hermione let out a sigh of frustration. "Really Ron you don't have to be so thick headed". "Well it's not my fault you make it so obvious you."
Hermione elbowed him in the ribs to cut him off shaking her head towards Harry, blushing darkly. Ron just grinned sheepishly. "What are you two talking about?" Harry asked confusedly. " OH! Ummm, nothing Harry, nothing at all" Hermione said nervously, while Ron's grin grew wider.
Harry shrugged as he started feeling the after effects of the potions given to him. He yawned loudly " I guess I didn't get much sleep, I think I'll just head up to bed" Harry lied again. " But Harry! Quiddtich! You're the captain remeber! We've got practice you git!" Ron yelled. Harry already started walking sluggishly up the stairs to the boy's dorm, "take over today Ron, tell the team I'm sick or something" he finished almost slurring.
Ron looked at him with a questioned look "are you sure Harry? Is something wrong? You would never miss quidditch for anything" Ron questioned. Harry felt a sudden rush of anger flow through him, " yes! Now go." he snapped at Ron. Ron looked taken aback, but he just nodded and started to go to the quidditch field.
' Must be a werewolf thing changing inside of me. I'm changing' Harry thought to himself. "Well ok then Harry! Have a good rest, remember classes tomorrow." Hermione yelled to him from the bottom of the stairs. He didn't even bother to respond; he just lie down on his bed and instantly fell asleep.
Hermione fused her eyebrows together, deep in thought about Harry. ' Why was he in a snappy mode today? Oh well he probably had a late night like he said and is grumpy' Hermione giggled slightly at the thought. She walked up to her dorm to get a better head started on reading her books again.
*Dream*
Harry ran and ran inside a forest. The forest was damp with the mist of the morning dew and foggy as if it were a swamp. He could barely make out anything as he continued running. He heard a growl catching up behind him " who's there! Leave me alone!" Harry stopped running and turned around to see something but found nothing.
He heard a growl closer, and than ran faster. Faster and faster, Harry continued to run until he saw the womping willow ahead. It was immobile so Harry could run right through and into the shrieking shack. He began to get hesitant, but he heard the growl again and that was all the encouragement he needed to get running.
(An: hell that's all anyone would need. You run in a forest where you can't see anything and you start hearing something growl. I'd need to change my pants by then heh)
He dove into the shrieking shack closing the door behind him, and then locking it with a spell. Harry crouched against a corner wall looking for a way to escape without alerting the stalker. He continued to look until he saw a light at the door of the shrieking shack at the door dove opened. And in the door stood his professor. Remus walked in and looked at him with a feral grin on his face as he transformed back into a wolf and lunged straight at Harry.
Harry yelled bracing himself for impact, but nothing happened. The wolf went right through him. The next thing he heard was a scream and a bright green light from outside the shrieking shack. Harry got up shakily and looked out a bottom window to see a female body lying on the ground dead. He couldn't see her face because it was covered with thick brown hair.
A cold evil laughter filled the shack as he heard footsteps walk into the shack. He turned to see the same red slits he has seen for the past 3 years. Voldemort stood before him holding his wand at him. Harry reached for his wand but voldemort already started is curse. " Advada! Ked.. Argh!" voldemort bellowed. He wolf had sunk its teeth into his arm that was now bleeding freely. He pointed his wand at the wolf and then everything went white.
*End Dream*
Harry shot up out of his bed sweating looking around. He looked out the window and saw it was dark already. He then sighed looking at his house mates sleeping in their beds next to him, "it was only a dream" Harry said repediatly before laying back down and falling asleep again.
Hey Guys! How's this for a second chappie! R&R you fans are my inspiration! Should I quit while I'm ahead or continue? It's up to you!
My Mate
Harry walked down the hallway trying to come up with an explanation for Ron and Hermione, going missing for the night.
Madame Promfrey had told him that no one knew except for his Profs. So he would have to try to keep it a secret. He couldn't imagine what it would be like for him if people found out. 'Top Story, Boy Who Lived is now Boy Who Was Bit'. He chuckled to him self at his own grim joke. There were already half human haters in the world, like his old Prof., Professor Umbridge. She had hated half humans, and that's what nearly drove her to insanity. He still wished he found out what the Centaurs did to her.
As he neared the Portrait of the 'Fat Lady', Harry examined his right arm. Madame Promfrey had numbed the pain out, but it felt like his blood boiled. Like something were burning his insides. The teeth marks on his arm were almost gone now, since the bite of a werewolf is magical. It couldn't be healed all the way with magic.
He stopped in front of the portrait and whispered the password (Salamander claw), covering his arm up with his sleeve. As soon as he stepped in, he was almost knocked back out by Ron and Hermione. " Where the bloody hell have you been Harry!" Ron yelled almost at the top of his lungs.
Ron had matured much over last year and the summer; he was about 6'2 now, still with his flaming red hair. Most of his freckles were gone and he had gotten shapelier since he was still on the quidditch team, making him the 3rd most wanted boy in his year.
" I.. I, err. Prof. Dumbledore asked me to do something for him last night that's all, took me longer than I expected though" Harry lied. "Well at least tell us something next time Harry! You had us worried sick," Hermione complained. Ron coughed in trying to hide his laughter as Hermione half blushed and glared at him.
Harry raised an eyebrow in amusement. His eyes then shifted over to Hermione, who also had a dramatic appearance change. Her normally bushy hair was now silky and straight. Her teeth were still shrunk from her forth year even though her parents still don't agree. And embarrassingly, he had to admit she had also gotten more 'shapely' in her own sort of way.
Her curves filled out, as if it just happened over night, she looked absolutely beautiful to Harry. It was like she morphed from bookworm, to super hot.
(AN: heh kinda like a caterpillar and a cocoon or was that a worm. shows how much I pay attention)
He continued to stare at her while, Ron and her argued over something. He snapped back into reality as Hermione let out a sigh of frustration. "Really Ron you don't have to be so thick headed". "Well it's not my fault you make it so obvious you."
Hermione elbowed him in the ribs to cut him off shaking her head towards Harry, blushing darkly. Ron just grinned sheepishly. "What are you two talking about?" Harry asked confusedly. " OH! Ummm, nothing Harry, nothing at all" Hermione said nervously, while Ron's grin grew wider.
Harry shrugged as he started feeling the after effects of the potions given to him. He yawned loudly " I guess I didn't get much sleep, I think I'll just head up to bed" Harry lied again. " But Harry! Quiddtich! You're the captain remeber! We've got practice you git!" Ron yelled. Harry already started walking sluggishly up the stairs to the boy's dorm, "take over today Ron, tell the team I'm sick or something" he finished almost slurring.
Ron looked at him with a questioned look "are you sure Harry? Is something wrong? You would never miss quidditch for anything" Ron questioned. Harry felt a sudden rush of anger flow through him, " yes! Now go." he snapped at Ron. Ron looked taken aback, but he just nodded and started to go to the quidditch field.
' Must be a werewolf thing changing inside of me. I'm changing' Harry thought to himself. "Well ok then Harry! Have a good rest, remember classes tomorrow." Hermione yelled to him from the bottom of the stairs. He didn't even bother to respond; he just lie down on his bed and instantly fell asleep.
Hermione fused her eyebrows together, deep in thought about Harry. ' Why was he in a snappy mode today? Oh well he probably had a late night like he said and is grumpy' Hermione giggled slightly at the thought. She walked up to her dorm to get a better head started on reading her books again.
*Dream*
Harry ran and ran inside a forest. The forest was damp with the mist of the morning dew and foggy as if it were a swamp. He could barely make out anything as he continued running. He heard a growl catching up behind him " who's there! Leave me alone!" Harry stopped running and turned around to see something but found nothing.
He heard a growl closer, and than ran faster. Faster and faster, Harry continued to run until he saw the womping willow ahead. It was immobile so Harry could run right through and into the shrieking shack. He began to get hesitant, but he heard the growl again and that was all the encouragement he needed to get running.
(An: hell that's all anyone would need. You run in a forest where you can't see anything and you start hearing something growl. I'd need to change my pants by then heh)
He dove into the shrieking shack closing the door behind him, and then locking it with a spell. Harry crouched against a corner wall looking for a way to escape without alerting the stalker. He continued to look until he saw a light at the door of the shrieking shack at the door dove opened. And in the door stood his professor. Remus walked in and looked at him with a feral grin on his face as he transformed back into a wolf and lunged straight at Harry.
Harry yelled bracing himself for impact, but nothing happened. The wolf went right through him. The next thing he heard was a scream and a bright green light from outside the shrieking shack. Harry got up shakily and looked out a bottom window to see a female body lying on the ground dead. He couldn't see her face because it was covered with thick brown hair.
A cold evil laughter filled the shack as he heard footsteps walk into the shack. He turned to see the same red slits he has seen for the past 3 years. Voldemort stood before him holding his wand at him. Harry reached for his wand but voldemort already started is curse. " Advada! Ked.. Argh!" voldemort bellowed. He wolf had sunk its teeth into his arm that was now bleeding freely. He pointed his wand at the wolf and then everything went white.
*End Dream*
Harry shot up out of his bed sweating looking around. He looked out the window and saw it was dark already. He then sighed looking at his house mates sleeping in their beds next to him, "it was only a dream" Harry said repediatly before laying back down and falling asleep again.
Hey Guys! How's this for a second chappie! R&R you fans are my inspiration! Should I quit while I'm ahead or continue? It's up to you!