AN; I don't own Harry Potter. Man I wish I did, but nope.
Tell me what you think. I'm aiming it to be a short story, but well, these things have a way of getting out of hand. Tell me what you think. I am so proud of all my reviews, I had 20 with in the first day of having this story on the net, I mean, how coooooool is that?
Quidditch and Questions
The day of the Quidditch match Harry pulled on his cloak and went with Lupin to the game. He had never actually watched a Quidditch game, besides the world cup. He was sitting next to Lupin in the teaches stand when he saw a boy run up to Professor McGonagall, and intrigued, he listened in.
"She won't play as Seeker." He caught the hurried undertones. Harry suddenly smiled, Ginny wouldn't play, well, he would have to make her.
"I'll be back," he told Lupin, who nodded.
Harry followed Professor Mcgonagal. He had bought his broom stick, knowing that it would e the first time in five months that he would be able to fly.
"Professor McGonagall," he hissed and the lady stopped.
"Here, give this to Ginny and tell her I would have wanted her to use it for the games."
He handed her the Firebolt. She stared at a place over his head, "Thank you Potter."
"I'm still part of Gryffindor, professor."
Ten minutes later Lee Jordan was yelling franticly into the microphone that the Gryffindor team had the best kept secret this side of Pluto with the Firebolt.
The poor Slytherins didn't have a chance. They lost by 200 points. Harry yelled and cheered as loudly as the G team did a victory lap, Ginny holding the snitch.
Harry hung around after the match, listening to the talk in the g teams changing room, most of it about the Firebolt. He smiled when he heard Ginny refuse to give it to one of the new beaters. She was going to take good care of it.
Ginny and Ron were asked to stay behind by professor McGonagall. Harry stood in the corner of the tent and listened as the Professor told the two siblings that their parents were missing in action. Ginny began to cry, but Ron got angry, asking why they hadn't been told sooner. McGonagall sent the to the Hospital wing to calm down, telling them that Dumbledore would meet them there.
McGonagall stayed behind at the arena for some reason, but Harry followed Ron and Ginny. They met Hermoine and Neville waiting for them on the way up to the school and Harry could hear Ron's angry murmur. Harry began to get worried when the group of friends veered of towards Hagrids house. Harry wished he was with them; he hadn't talked to Hagrid in so long.
He listened at the door as Ron asked Hagrid where prisoners of the DE's were kept. Hagrid told him, surprised. Then the friends left.
"We don't need Harry to stage a rescue mission." Harry heard him tell the others as Luna Lovegood joined them.
"We have to hurry." Said Hermione in an urgent whisper.
"How will we get there?" asked Ginny.
"Thestrals." Said Ron and Hermione at the same time.
"Uh uh." Said Neville and Harry smiled, remembering the last time his friend had ridden a Thestral, "I am hopeless on those things."
"Oh I wish Harry was here." Said Hermione anxiously, it was getting dark and Harry noticed that she was looking about with an almost frightened look on her face.
"We can do this without Harry! I wish he was here to, he'd have a better idea than mine, but I want my parents!!"
Harry shook his head; this was all happening so fast. He wondered if he stepped out from under his invisibility cloak.no, Dumbledore had forbidden him to while he was a Hogwarts. He wondered if he had sounded as rash and harsh as Ron did now last year. Sirius had payed for that mistake with his life.
As if he was reading his mind, Hermione said, "But remember what happened to Snuffles. What if that happened to one of us?"
Ron frowned, "I'm going. Whether or not you come is up to you."
There was silence for a second and Neville said, "I'm coming with you Ron." Startling Harry.
"So are we." Said Hermione for herself and Luna. Ginny nodded.
Harry smiled and pulled out his wand. "Expelliarmus!" he said, and all five of their wands landed safely in his invisible outstretched hand.
"What the-?" came from five mouths at once.
"Do you really think that a group of school children, even gifted schoolchildren as you are, could get into The Death Eaters Hole?" Harry asked them in a deep voice, enjoying the looks on their faces as they heard his voice but couldn't find a body to place it with.
"Harry?"
"Harry Potter tried rushing off into things last year. Look where it got him."
Five months of solitude and no family left.
"Who are you?" asked Neville, looking rather pale.
"A member of the order." Said Harry still in his deep voice.
"Go talk to Dumbledore. He will have some good advice. And remember, if you insist on going, there will be no help coming from the Order. We are all known to the Death Eater's, even Tonks, and if you go in we can not go in after you. It would simply alert them to the fact that they have something that we want. You would be alone, and most likely dead." Harry felt he was being a little harsh, so he added, "But I will personally do all I can to get your family out, Ronald."
He threw their wands back at them and watched as they trudged back into the castle. He saw the defiant tilt of Ron's head and knew that his friend would still try for his parents. He could only watch and wait.
Later, in Dumbledore's office, Harry told him of Ron's plan. Dumbledore shook his head and Lupin commented that some of Harry's stubbornness must have rubbed of on him. Harry shot him a look and both of the older men laughed. "I won't let him go." Harry stated, "I tried to do something similar last year, remember?"
Both the elder men clamed down and Dumbledore watched Harry quietly.
"I shall watch your friends, Harry. And the rest of the DA."
"Thank you, professor."
Later, back at the Order's HQ, Harry finished his work and practiced his Occlumency. He had a feeling he would need it. Then he practiced the spells in his 'Standard book of Spells grade five.' He flicked to the last pages of the boo, bored with the spells he was trying, they were too easy. One especially caught his eye, Animagi and other Transforming spells. YES! This is what he needed!
Dobby helped him repairnign the damage that he did to himself while mastering the spell, and for that Harry was extremely grateful. He didn't ant o spend his whole year with a hug furry nose.
It was almost midnight a week later when he mastered it. There was a crack and to his surprise he was a stag. He had not meant to become a stag, but he thought it a fitting tribute to his father. He changed back, "Prongs rides again Dobby!"
Dobby clapped his hands, "yes Sir Harry Potter sir! It is wonderful sir!"
"Dobby, do you think that anyone can transform into two or more animals?"
"Oh yes sir! There was a book at my old masters house sir. Bad Dobby, Bad Dobby!"
Harry grabbed him to stop him hitting his head again.
"Thank you Harry Potter sir."
"You just need some practice."
"Yes Sir Harry Potter sir."
"You were saying"
"The last spell in your book sir."
Harry looked at it, and sure enough, it was on changing into a different sort of animal, even magical ones. Harry shut his eyes and ran his hand over the list of magical animals. He stopped his hand and opened his eyes. He had chosen a Pheonix.
"It is a wise choice sir!" Dobby told him when he showed the elf.
Harry tried the spell. It didn't work, and he tried it again. Dobby tried it and immediately turned into a Phoenix.
"Huh?" asked Harry, "no fair!"
"You were saying it wrong Harry Potter sir."
Harry tried saying the spell again. It worked.
Whoah! This is sooo cool!
He turned back into a human and Dobby stared up at him with wide eyes.
"Harry Potter sir is a black and silver Phoenix!"
AN; well. What did you think? Tell me all. Is it belivable? Have I kept the characters in character? TELL ME!!!
Tell me what you think. I'm aiming it to be a short story, but well, these things have a way of getting out of hand. Tell me what you think. I am so proud of all my reviews, I had 20 with in the first day of having this story on the net, I mean, how coooooool is that?
Quidditch and Questions
The day of the Quidditch match Harry pulled on his cloak and went with Lupin to the game. He had never actually watched a Quidditch game, besides the world cup. He was sitting next to Lupin in the teaches stand when he saw a boy run up to Professor McGonagall, and intrigued, he listened in.
"She won't play as Seeker." He caught the hurried undertones. Harry suddenly smiled, Ginny wouldn't play, well, he would have to make her.
"I'll be back," he told Lupin, who nodded.
Harry followed Professor Mcgonagal. He had bought his broom stick, knowing that it would e the first time in five months that he would be able to fly.
"Professor McGonagall," he hissed and the lady stopped.
"Here, give this to Ginny and tell her I would have wanted her to use it for the games."
He handed her the Firebolt. She stared at a place over his head, "Thank you Potter."
"I'm still part of Gryffindor, professor."
Ten minutes later Lee Jordan was yelling franticly into the microphone that the Gryffindor team had the best kept secret this side of Pluto with the Firebolt.
The poor Slytherins didn't have a chance. They lost by 200 points. Harry yelled and cheered as loudly as the G team did a victory lap, Ginny holding the snitch.
Harry hung around after the match, listening to the talk in the g teams changing room, most of it about the Firebolt. He smiled when he heard Ginny refuse to give it to one of the new beaters. She was going to take good care of it.
Ginny and Ron were asked to stay behind by professor McGonagall. Harry stood in the corner of the tent and listened as the Professor told the two siblings that their parents were missing in action. Ginny began to cry, but Ron got angry, asking why they hadn't been told sooner. McGonagall sent the to the Hospital wing to calm down, telling them that Dumbledore would meet them there.
McGonagall stayed behind at the arena for some reason, but Harry followed Ron and Ginny. They met Hermoine and Neville waiting for them on the way up to the school and Harry could hear Ron's angry murmur. Harry began to get worried when the group of friends veered of towards Hagrids house. Harry wished he was with them; he hadn't talked to Hagrid in so long.
He listened at the door as Ron asked Hagrid where prisoners of the DE's were kept. Hagrid told him, surprised. Then the friends left.
"We don't need Harry to stage a rescue mission." Harry heard him tell the others as Luna Lovegood joined them.
"We have to hurry." Said Hermione in an urgent whisper.
"How will we get there?" asked Ginny.
"Thestrals." Said Ron and Hermione at the same time.
"Uh uh." Said Neville and Harry smiled, remembering the last time his friend had ridden a Thestral, "I am hopeless on those things."
"Oh I wish Harry was here." Said Hermione anxiously, it was getting dark and Harry noticed that she was looking about with an almost frightened look on her face.
"We can do this without Harry! I wish he was here to, he'd have a better idea than mine, but I want my parents!!"
Harry shook his head; this was all happening so fast. He wondered if he stepped out from under his invisibility cloak.no, Dumbledore had forbidden him to while he was a Hogwarts. He wondered if he had sounded as rash and harsh as Ron did now last year. Sirius had payed for that mistake with his life.
As if he was reading his mind, Hermione said, "But remember what happened to Snuffles. What if that happened to one of us?"
Ron frowned, "I'm going. Whether or not you come is up to you."
There was silence for a second and Neville said, "I'm coming with you Ron." Startling Harry.
"So are we." Said Hermione for herself and Luna. Ginny nodded.
Harry smiled and pulled out his wand. "Expelliarmus!" he said, and all five of their wands landed safely in his invisible outstretched hand.
"What the-?" came from five mouths at once.
"Do you really think that a group of school children, even gifted schoolchildren as you are, could get into The Death Eaters Hole?" Harry asked them in a deep voice, enjoying the looks on their faces as they heard his voice but couldn't find a body to place it with.
"Harry?"
"Harry Potter tried rushing off into things last year. Look where it got him."
Five months of solitude and no family left.
"Who are you?" asked Neville, looking rather pale.
"A member of the order." Said Harry still in his deep voice.
"Go talk to Dumbledore. He will have some good advice. And remember, if you insist on going, there will be no help coming from the Order. We are all known to the Death Eater's, even Tonks, and if you go in we can not go in after you. It would simply alert them to the fact that they have something that we want. You would be alone, and most likely dead." Harry felt he was being a little harsh, so he added, "But I will personally do all I can to get your family out, Ronald."
He threw their wands back at them and watched as they trudged back into the castle. He saw the defiant tilt of Ron's head and knew that his friend would still try for his parents. He could only watch and wait.
Later, in Dumbledore's office, Harry told him of Ron's plan. Dumbledore shook his head and Lupin commented that some of Harry's stubbornness must have rubbed of on him. Harry shot him a look and both of the older men laughed. "I won't let him go." Harry stated, "I tried to do something similar last year, remember?"
Both the elder men clamed down and Dumbledore watched Harry quietly.
"I shall watch your friends, Harry. And the rest of the DA."
"Thank you, professor."
Later, back at the Order's HQ, Harry finished his work and practiced his Occlumency. He had a feeling he would need it. Then he practiced the spells in his 'Standard book of Spells grade five.' He flicked to the last pages of the boo, bored with the spells he was trying, they were too easy. One especially caught his eye, Animagi and other Transforming spells. YES! This is what he needed!
Dobby helped him repairnign the damage that he did to himself while mastering the spell, and for that Harry was extremely grateful. He didn't ant o spend his whole year with a hug furry nose.
It was almost midnight a week later when he mastered it. There was a crack and to his surprise he was a stag. He had not meant to become a stag, but he thought it a fitting tribute to his father. He changed back, "Prongs rides again Dobby!"
Dobby clapped his hands, "yes Sir Harry Potter sir! It is wonderful sir!"
"Dobby, do you think that anyone can transform into two or more animals?"
"Oh yes sir! There was a book at my old masters house sir. Bad Dobby, Bad Dobby!"
Harry grabbed him to stop him hitting his head again.
"Thank you Harry Potter sir."
"You just need some practice."
"Yes Sir Harry Potter sir."
"You were saying"
"The last spell in your book sir."
Harry looked at it, and sure enough, it was on changing into a different sort of animal, even magical ones. Harry shut his eyes and ran his hand over the list of magical animals. He stopped his hand and opened his eyes. He had chosen a Pheonix.
"It is a wise choice sir!" Dobby told him when he showed the elf.
Harry tried the spell. It didn't work, and he tried it again. Dobby tried it and immediately turned into a Phoenix.
"Huh?" asked Harry, "no fair!"
"You were saying it wrong Harry Potter sir."
Harry tried saying the spell again. It worked.
Whoah! This is sooo cool!
He turned back into a human and Dobby stared up at him with wide eyes.
"Harry Potter sir is a black and silver Phoenix!"
AN; well. What did you think? Tell me all. Is it belivable? Have I kept the characters in character? TELL ME!!!