************CHAPTER THREE************
In February, two months after the visit, Harry could still feel the chill of Hermione's words on his spine. In the weeks after she left, he wished he had ran after her and told her his own feelings, but he knew he couldn't change the past. As much as he loved his little home in Montana, he even came close to returning to Hogwarts several times.
On the first of March, Harry awoke in his bed to a terrible pain in his forehead. He hadn't felt anything this painful since the end of his fourth year. Then it occurred to him what this pain was. He may have hidden his scar, but it was still there. He closed his eyes and tried to remember what the dream that preceded his awakening. He wrote down every little detail as the memory flooded his mind.
March 1
Awoke to a horrible dream. Pain in scar felt horrendous. Dream as I can remember is as follows:
Thirteen death eaters standing in a circle. Voldemort in middle, looking very powerful. Voldemort talking about plans. They have located me and plan to kill me first. Next full moon plans to attack Azkaban, free loyal prisoners and convince dementors to side with the dark. After the success of that battle, plans to attack Hogwarts and fight Dumbledore.
~~~~
When he felt he had remembered all the important details, he slowly got up from his bed and started to think.
'I need to leave and warn Dumbledore. I may not care for my own safety, but I damn well am not going to not protect Hogwarts.'
After that, he knew what he had to do. As quickly as possible, he packed all of his stuff. Three hours later, after putting spells on the boxes to shrink them, Harry was ready to go. He got out his Firebolt and his invisibility cloak, put on some navy blue robes that he had bought during one of his few trips to Orion Alley in Yellowstone and got ready for the long trip ahead of him.
After almost a full day of traveling, Harry started to see the castle in his view. He was amazed that his broom could make it this far. He knew it was the top of the line, but he had traveled thousands of miles and his Firebolt was withstanding remarkably.
When he reached the Hogwarts grounds, it was dark. He landed his broom and started up to the Great Hall. He assumed it was dinner time, and since he didn't know where Professor Dumbledore would be any other time of the day, he felt grateful that he would be able to quickly locate him.
Without much more procrastination, he took off his invisibility cloak, put up the hood of his robe and made his way to the castle.
Today had been especially hard on Hermione. She had failed yet another test. Every since her return from visiting Harry she found it hard to focus on anything. She almost wished she hadn't gone to see him. Almost. As she entered the great hall, the wonderful smell of food brought her back to reality. She went and sat next to Ron and Lavender then waited for her dinner to appear in front of her. Halfway through the meal, she heard a large bang as-
As Harry opened the huge doors to great hall, he felt every eye in the room turn to him. Shrugging of the stares, he made his way to the head table. If one were looking carefully at his face, they could have seen a smirk as he resisted the urge to yell out "Troll in the Dungeon! Thought you should know..." then fall down. When he finally made it to his destination, he looked up into Professor Dumbledore's eyes and removed his hood.
"I need to talk to you privately."
Since Harry had kept his changed appearance of blonde hair and blue eyes, he thought that no one would recognize him. But a smile appeared on the old Headmaster's face as he nodded.
When Harry looked around at the other teachers, he noticed that one other had recognized him. He could see Professor Lupin smiling at him as if his birthday had come early. On the other side of the table, he saw a confused looking Professor Snape. As he looked into the Potion Master's eyes, he saw a look of discovery come over his face. And before he knew it he found himself with a wand pointed at him and the words "FINITE INCANTATEM" could be heard by everyone in the hall.
Harry knew he could stop the spell if he wanted to, and he almost did, but allowed it to come anyways. Immediately he could feel his hair start to grow and the skin on his forehead make way for his scar. As he continued to look into Snape's eyes, he could see something he was not expecting. Relief. As he stuttered out "Potter," , Harry could hear the whispers behind him of the students.
Harry looked once again at Dumbledore.
"Now that my identity has been confirmed, may I please speak to you?" ************************ a/n WoW! Two chapters in one day! Never thought that would happen! I know this is really short, but I wanted to at least get to the point where he got back to the castle before I went on to the next part.
I'm soooo sorry that in the last chapter I didn't say THANKS TO MY REVIEWERS!!!!! I know there aren't that many out there, and that's why the few I have are extra special to me (
Here we go again... DISCLAIMER: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
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In February, two months after the visit, Harry could still feel the chill of Hermione's words on his spine. In the weeks after she left, he wished he had ran after her and told her his own feelings, but he knew he couldn't change the past. As much as he loved his little home in Montana, he even came close to returning to Hogwarts several times.
On the first of March, Harry awoke in his bed to a terrible pain in his forehead. He hadn't felt anything this painful since the end of his fourth year. Then it occurred to him what this pain was. He may have hidden his scar, but it was still there. He closed his eyes and tried to remember what the dream that preceded his awakening. He wrote down every little detail as the memory flooded his mind.
March 1
Awoke to a horrible dream. Pain in scar felt horrendous. Dream as I can remember is as follows:
Thirteen death eaters standing in a circle. Voldemort in middle, looking very powerful. Voldemort talking about plans. They have located me and plan to kill me first. Next full moon plans to attack Azkaban, free loyal prisoners and convince dementors to side with the dark. After the success of that battle, plans to attack Hogwarts and fight Dumbledore.
~~~~
When he felt he had remembered all the important details, he slowly got up from his bed and started to think.
'I need to leave and warn Dumbledore. I may not care for my own safety, but I damn well am not going to not protect Hogwarts.'
After that, he knew what he had to do. As quickly as possible, he packed all of his stuff. Three hours later, after putting spells on the boxes to shrink them, Harry was ready to go. He got out his Firebolt and his invisibility cloak, put on some navy blue robes that he had bought during one of his few trips to Orion Alley in Yellowstone and got ready for the long trip ahead of him.
After almost a full day of traveling, Harry started to see the castle in his view. He was amazed that his broom could make it this far. He knew it was the top of the line, but he had traveled thousands of miles and his Firebolt was withstanding remarkably.
When he reached the Hogwarts grounds, it was dark. He landed his broom and started up to the Great Hall. He assumed it was dinner time, and since he didn't know where Professor Dumbledore would be any other time of the day, he felt grateful that he would be able to quickly locate him.
Without much more procrastination, he took off his invisibility cloak, put up the hood of his robe and made his way to the castle.
Today had been especially hard on Hermione. She had failed yet another test. Every since her return from visiting Harry she found it hard to focus on anything. She almost wished she hadn't gone to see him. Almost. As she entered the great hall, the wonderful smell of food brought her back to reality. She went and sat next to Ron and Lavender then waited for her dinner to appear in front of her. Halfway through the meal, she heard a large bang as-
As Harry opened the huge doors to great hall, he felt every eye in the room turn to him. Shrugging of the stares, he made his way to the head table. If one were looking carefully at his face, they could have seen a smirk as he resisted the urge to yell out "Troll in the Dungeon! Thought you should know..." then fall down. When he finally made it to his destination, he looked up into Professor Dumbledore's eyes and removed his hood.
"I need to talk to you privately."
Since Harry had kept his changed appearance of blonde hair and blue eyes, he thought that no one would recognize him. But a smile appeared on the old Headmaster's face as he nodded.
When Harry looked around at the other teachers, he noticed that one other had recognized him. He could see Professor Lupin smiling at him as if his birthday had come early. On the other side of the table, he saw a confused looking Professor Snape. As he looked into the Potion Master's eyes, he saw a look of discovery come over his face. And before he knew it he found himself with a wand pointed at him and the words "FINITE INCANTATEM" could be heard by everyone in the hall.
Harry knew he could stop the spell if he wanted to, and he almost did, but allowed it to come anyways. Immediately he could feel his hair start to grow and the skin on his forehead make way for his scar. As he continued to look into Snape's eyes, he could see something he was not expecting. Relief. As he stuttered out "Potter," , Harry could hear the whispers behind him of the students.
Harry looked once again at Dumbledore.
"Now that my identity has been confirmed, may I please speak to you?" ************************ a/n WoW! Two chapters in one day! Never thought that would happen! I know this is really short, but I wanted to at least get to the point where he got back to the castle before I went on to the next part.
I'm soooo sorry that in the last chapter I didn't say THANKS TO MY REVIEWERS!!!!! I know there aren't that many out there, and that's why the few I have are extra special to me (
Here we go again... DISCLAIMER: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
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Thanks!