AN; this is the TENTH exciting installment of Harry Potter and The
Beginning of the end.I realllllllly don't like that title, so suggest a new
one(s) and I will change it if I like it.perhaps Harry Potter and the Black
and Silver Phoenix? Or Harry Potter the Black and Silver Phoenix? Or Rising
from the Ashes? What do you think? I like that one. Rising from the
ashes...TELL ME!!!!
Also, an answer to Dweem-angel, I have so many reviews for this story cus it's in a popular category, I think, and the fact that I'm such a good writer!! ^_^ or not. And to Tropic, thanx 4 ur suggestions, I'll change the name when I can ^_^!
Chapter Ten..I am proud, its like a decade of Harry Potter.now wouldn't that be something?? (^_^)
At the Hospital wing Harry told Madame Pomfrey about his pounding head. She asked a lot of questions before giving him a sleeping draft. He drifted of to a dreamless, peaceful sleep.
It was morning when he awoke, a shaft of sunlight was filtering through the window, and it was very early still, there was no noise of children going past on their way to breakfast yet. He lay there silently for a few minutes, knowing that he could get away with it. He never slept in in Privet Drive because Aunt Petunia always woke him to make breakfast, and at Grimauld place Dobby was always nagging him to do his schoolwork if he tried to sleep in.
He frowned at the high ceiling above him. He was exhausted, not in body, in fact he felt terrific body wise, but in spirit. It felt like he had been on full throttle since the day almost two years ago now, when Cedric had died and Lord Voldemort had risen again. He had either been worrying or running since then, and today was the first time in about six moths that he had woken up naturally, with no dream to disturb him.
Then his head began to pound again, and he shut his eyes tightly to try and block out the sudden pain. Then to his surprise, he saw a door. A big heavy door, floating inside his closed lids. It was bolted shut and looked impenetrable. There was banging coming from the other side of the door. Harry listened to the muttering that was going on, 'damn boy. Nagini, who was that? Kill them. I don't want any interruptions.' Harry sat up, his eyes opening in shock. Voldemort was trying to get inside his head again. Like he had last year!
He rolled out of bed, and pulled on his new robes. They were all black, with a red and gold H embroidered on the cloaks breast. He didn't notice. The pounding in his head had redoubled. Voldemort, perhaps sensing that Harry was aware of him, was beating against the barrier Harry had erected using Ocllumency. Harry gripped his head as he staggered along, his scar burning. His vision began to blur, and he staggered. Then the ground tipped and he collapsed to his knees. He heard a voice above Voldemorts screams inside his head.
"Potter? What do you think you're doing?" he recognized the voice as belonging too Professor (guess, go on, guess!) Severus Snape, before the ground smacked him on the side of the head.
AN: AM I EVIL OR NOT??? TELL ME WHATS HAPPENING BECAUSE I DON"T KNOW...i think it has something to do with Occlumency....yes, thats it! Tell me wat u think should happen, I am at a loss for wat to do now!!!
Also, an answer to Dweem-angel, I have so many reviews for this story cus it's in a popular category, I think, and the fact that I'm such a good writer!! ^_^ or not. And to Tropic, thanx 4 ur suggestions, I'll change the name when I can ^_^!
Chapter Ten..I am proud, its like a decade of Harry Potter.now wouldn't that be something?? (^_^)
At the Hospital wing Harry told Madame Pomfrey about his pounding head. She asked a lot of questions before giving him a sleeping draft. He drifted of to a dreamless, peaceful sleep.
It was morning when he awoke, a shaft of sunlight was filtering through the window, and it was very early still, there was no noise of children going past on their way to breakfast yet. He lay there silently for a few minutes, knowing that he could get away with it. He never slept in in Privet Drive because Aunt Petunia always woke him to make breakfast, and at Grimauld place Dobby was always nagging him to do his schoolwork if he tried to sleep in.
He frowned at the high ceiling above him. He was exhausted, not in body, in fact he felt terrific body wise, but in spirit. It felt like he had been on full throttle since the day almost two years ago now, when Cedric had died and Lord Voldemort had risen again. He had either been worrying or running since then, and today was the first time in about six moths that he had woken up naturally, with no dream to disturb him.
Then his head began to pound again, and he shut his eyes tightly to try and block out the sudden pain. Then to his surprise, he saw a door. A big heavy door, floating inside his closed lids. It was bolted shut and looked impenetrable. There was banging coming from the other side of the door. Harry listened to the muttering that was going on, 'damn boy. Nagini, who was that? Kill them. I don't want any interruptions.' Harry sat up, his eyes opening in shock. Voldemort was trying to get inside his head again. Like he had last year!
He rolled out of bed, and pulled on his new robes. They were all black, with a red and gold H embroidered on the cloaks breast. He didn't notice. The pounding in his head had redoubled. Voldemort, perhaps sensing that Harry was aware of him, was beating against the barrier Harry had erected using Ocllumency. Harry gripped his head as he staggered along, his scar burning. His vision began to blur, and he staggered. Then the ground tipped and he collapsed to his knees. He heard a voice above Voldemorts screams inside his head.
"Potter? What do you think you're doing?" he recognized the voice as belonging too Professor (guess, go on, guess!) Severus Snape, before the ground smacked him on the side of the head.
AN: AM I EVIL OR NOT??? TELL ME WHATS HAPPENING BECAUSE I DON"T KNOW...i think it has something to do with Occlumency....yes, thats it! Tell me wat u think should happen, I am at a loss for wat to do now!!!