[A.N~ I do not own Harry Potter. He and anything to do with him belong to the fabulous J.K. Rowling. However...I do own one character in this story...two actually. Dannie and the little dream girl. They are MINE!!! Don't take them. Well...here's the next chapter. There are no changes in this one though.]
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Harry Potter And the Song of the Mermaid
Harry had sent an owl to Ron saying that his uncle would drive him to London over a week ago, but got nothing back. Finally, the Thursday before Harry's trip to London, Pigwidgeon arrived with a message back.
Dear Harry, Thanks for the message. Dad and I will meet you at a coffee shop a little ways away from the Leaky Cauldron, so as not to give it's secrecy away to the muggles. I hope you got my birthday present for you. I saw Hermione in Diagon Alley so we got them together. See you in four days, you friend, Ron.
When Harry finished reading the note he looked to see Pig fluttering and twittering around Hedwig's cage, which contained a sleeping Hedwig.
"C'mere Pig." he said as he wrote a note back to Ron and strapped it to the tiny owls leg. Walking over to the window he let Pig fly. As he started to turn he saw something streak down to Dannie's house. It was like a white blur. Harry continued watching the house. A few minutes later a large, white owl flew out of the window. For a second he thought it was Hedwig, but when he realized it was a barn owl. It was then he noticed the letter strapped to the leg. Utterly confused, Harry went to bed happy to be leaving for Ron's in a few days.
***
"Come on boy, wake up." Aunt Petunia's voice screeched as she rapped on Harry's bedroom door the morning he was to go to London. "Get your lazy backside out of bed." Her footsteps were heard thumping down the stairs.
Harry groaned as he reached over to his night stand for his glasses. As he got up and walked over to his dresser, he passed his window. He looked out over at Dannie's house. Harry noticed a strangely familiar cat sitting on her door step. A moment later, Dannie opened the door and let the cat in, a big smile on her face. It was the third time he had seen this. Shrugging his shoulders, Harry turned away and got dressed.
The moment Uncle Vernon turned on the street, Harry saw the Leaky Cauldron. Just down from that he saw the small coffee shop where he was to meet the Weasley's. As they neared, Harry immediately recognized Mr. Weasley. Harry'd recognize that red hair anywhere.
"Right here uncle Vernon." Harry said as they pulled up to the coffee shop.
Uncle Vernon pulled to an immediate stop right in front of the coffee shop. As quickly as he could he jumped out of the car and unloaded Harry's trunk onto the street.
"Hello Harry." Came Mr. Weasley's cheerful greeting as he gave Harry a hug. "Ron and the boys are already inside, I came out to meet you."
Uncle Vernon was silent as he dumped the last of Harry's stuff on the street. The moment he finished he bolted to the drivers seat and took off as fast as he could.
"Good bye to you too." Harry muttered as he and Mr. Weasley hauled his stuff to the Leaky Cauldron.
"Hello Harry," Tom called over to Harry from behind the counter, "How you been?"
"Great Tom." Harry called back as he waved, he and Mr. Weasley lugging Harry's trunk up to his room with Ron.
"We're going to be staying here for a week so you all can get your things for school early. Then we'll head back to the Burrow for the rest of the summer." Mr. Weasley explained before a shout was heard from down the hall.
"HARRY!" Ron's voice called. He, Fred, and George ran like mad down the hall towards Harry. Right before they reached him, Ron tripped and he, Fred, and George toppled into a heap on top of Harry.
"ARGH." came Harry's surprised cry before he, Ron, Fred, and George burst into laughter. Their heads snapped up at a small giggle.
"Boys are so immature." Ginny said, looking down at the four of them, an impish grin on her face.
"Hey Ginny." Harry said with a smile, causing Ginny to blush. She then turned and scurried away.
"And she says we're immature." Ron muttered as he helped Harry up. "You say two words to her and she turns into a tomato."
"Come now boys, we have to get young Harry's stuff to his room."
***
Harry looked at his list of school supplies that he needed. He had gone to Gringotts a few days before to get his money. He now had half the things he needed. Quills, ink, parchment, new robes, one of them which was a formal robe for a dance. ("I am not going to a bloody dance." Ron protested) Now all he, Ron, Fred, George, and Ginny needed were their books.
When they all walked into Flourish and Bitts, they saw a young girl with frizzy brown hair.
"Hermione!" Ginny cried, running to give Hermione a hug.
"Hey guys." Hermione said as the others walked over to her.
As they all looked at their list of books, Harry noticed the name of one on particular. "`Perfect Prophecies From the Past by Pablo Pruters'. What's this book for? Prophecies have nothing to do with any of our classes...unless it's for our Divination class." Harry said with a shudder.
Hermione rolled her eyes and looked over at him. "You obviously didn't read the whole letter from Professor McGonagall then." she said, emphasizing the word `whole'. "This year is having a few little changes. We're getting a new class in the second half of the year, and we're automatically signed up for it. The new class is called...`Ancient Prophecies'." Hermione said as she looked at the letter.
Harry shrugged as he looked for his books.
"So how come they didn't tell you about the new class last year when you chose your classes?" Ginny asked as she got a book for her potions class. "I mean, it's rather unprofessional for them not to tell you what classes you have."
"It was a last minute decision the school made. So to fit it in, fourth years this year only have `Muggle Studies' for the first have of the year, and the new class for the second half." Hermione said as she grabbed a couple books.
When the kids got back to the Leaky Cauldron they were completely tired. After dumping their books on their beds, they went down to the tavern for a mug of Butterbeer.
"My parents should be here soon to pick me up." Hermione aid as she looked at her watch. "We're going to visit my cousin in Scotland for a week before I have to go back to school."
"I wish you could come back to stay with us." Ginny sighed as she looked at her mug. "It's no fun bring the only girl in a house full of boys."
Hermione smiled sympathetically at her and hugged her. "Don't worry Ginny. It's not that bad." she said.
"Yeah, besides," George said with a small smirk on his face as he nudged Harry with his elbow, "you got ol' Harry here to keep you company."
Ginny blushed profusely as she tried to ignore George's comment. As did Harry as he gave George a swift kick in the shins.
"Ow...only joking, only joking." George cried as Fred laughed.
About an hour later the Grangers arrived for Hermione.
" See you guys in a few weeks." she called as she left with her bundles.
The Weasley children and Harry were left in silence as they sipped their butterbeer. When they were finished, they went to their rooms and to bed.
" Hey Ron...you awake?" Harry called across the room an hour later.
"No. I'm sound asleep dreaming that I live in a house made of chocolate frogs. Why?" Ron answered. He looked over to see Harry shaking his head in the dark.
"I was wondering about this new class. What do you think it's going to be like?" Harry asked as he stared at the ceiling.
"Don't know, don't care. We'll deal with it when we get to school. Now go to sleep Harry."
"But..."
"Good night Harry." Ron said in a tired voice.
"'Night." Harry replied and went to sleep.
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Harry heard a tiny giggle from somewhere in the darkness. He looked around but saw nothing.
"Hello?" he called, his voice echoing. "Is someone there?"
Another giggle was heard and the sound of someone running.
"Lumos." a voice whispered.
There was a small flicker and Harry saw an orb of light appear at the end of a wand. He followed the wand to the hand that was holding it. It was a small hand, obviously belonging to a child. He followed the arm up to the smiling face of a young girl. Harry recognized her immediately. The green eyes, the matted blonde hair. He knew this little girl.
"Hullo dear cousin." the little girl said, a small glimmer in her eyes. She laughed at the look of surprise on Harry's face. "Don't look so surprised. I know you suspected it the first time you saw me."
Harry nodded. He had suspected it. "I have seen you." he said, "I remembered the room."
"Yes, the room." the little girl said sadly as the light from her wand grew brighter. It illuminated the space around them to show the room from his dream. The room that was now Dudley's room. "That was my room." the little girl whispered. "I loved my room."
"What's your name?" Harry asked.
The little girl looked up at him, confusion clouded her green eyes. "Don't you know my name Harry? I'm your cousin, surely you must know my name." she said.
Harry shook his head. "I didn't even know you existed until a few weeks ago. I found your birth certificate in my uncle and aunts bedroom. At first I thought it was Dudley's, but then I saw the birth date and knew it couldn't be his."
"Surely they must talk about me. There has to be pictures."
Harry shook his head again. "After they abandoned you, they did a very good job of covering up, making sure no one knew they had you."
Anger flashed through the little girls eyes as she stood defiantly against Harry. "They did not abandon me. My mummy and daddy love me. It's not their fault they lost me. There was a big crowd...and I wandered away. They love me...they really do."
Her face turned from anger and defiance to one of sorrow and uncertainty. Her eyebrows furrowed as her eyes darkened. Her thin, pink lips turned into a small frown.
Harry knelt down to give her a hug. He felt her shoulders tremble as she started to cry.
"They don't love me, do they." she whispered in Harry's ear.
"I'm sorry." Harry whispered.
"It's because I made my crayons float and turned my kitty cat blue, isn't it."
"They don't like me either." Harry answered again. "They never did. They just don't understand people like us."
"No, they don't. They left me all alone because they don't understand me. Even if I had stayed, they still wouldn't have loved me."
The light turned dim, and the room faded away.
"I have come to accept the fact that they pretend I don't exist." The little girl said, though she no longer talked like a little girl. Harry saw her eyes had aged.
"Over the years I pretended that someday I would go back, and they would welcome me with open, loving arms." she continues, the light still fading into darkness. "But I was fooling myself. I could pass them in the street, and they wouldn't even look at me. They wouldn't know why I was. I am truly alone in this world, with no one left to love me. Except you...dear cousin."
Harry smiled and nodded. "Yes. I love you. We're family. And we must stick together."
"Yes. Together." the girls voice whispered, fading away.
"What's your name?" Harry asked again, but was answered with a giggle.
"When the time comes, you will know. For you must deliver me from evil. For now though, I am D. Just D."
Her voice completely gone, Harry stood alone in the darkness. In silence.
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[ Well...there's chapter 3. I hope you all liked. Not much to say about it...review please.]
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Harry Potter And the Song of the Mermaid
Harry had sent an owl to Ron saying that his uncle would drive him to London over a week ago, but got nothing back. Finally, the Thursday before Harry's trip to London, Pigwidgeon arrived with a message back.
Dear Harry, Thanks for the message. Dad and I will meet you at a coffee shop a little ways away from the Leaky Cauldron, so as not to give it's secrecy away to the muggles. I hope you got my birthday present for you. I saw Hermione in Diagon Alley so we got them together. See you in four days, you friend, Ron.
When Harry finished reading the note he looked to see Pig fluttering and twittering around Hedwig's cage, which contained a sleeping Hedwig.
"C'mere Pig." he said as he wrote a note back to Ron and strapped it to the tiny owls leg. Walking over to the window he let Pig fly. As he started to turn he saw something streak down to Dannie's house. It was like a white blur. Harry continued watching the house. A few minutes later a large, white owl flew out of the window. For a second he thought it was Hedwig, but when he realized it was a barn owl. It was then he noticed the letter strapped to the leg. Utterly confused, Harry went to bed happy to be leaving for Ron's in a few days.
***
"Come on boy, wake up." Aunt Petunia's voice screeched as she rapped on Harry's bedroom door the morning he was to go to London. "Get your lazy backside out of bed." Her footsteps were heard thumping down the stairs.
Harry groaned as he reached over to his night stand for his glasses. As he got up and walked over to his dresser, he passed his window. He looked out over at Dannie's house. Harry noticed a strangely familiar cat sitting on her door step. A moment later, Dannie opened the door and let the cat in, a big smile on her face. It was the third time he had seen this. Shrugging his shoulders, Harry turned away and got dressed.
The moment Uncle Vernon turned on the street, Harry saw the Leaky Cauldron. Just down from that he saw the small coffee shop where he was to meet the Weasley's. As they neared, Harry immediately recognized Mr. Weasley. Harry'd recognize that red hair anywhere.
"Right here uncle Vernon." Harry said as they pulled up to the coffee shop.
Uncle Vernon pulled to an immediate stop right in front of the coffee shop. As quickly as he could he jumped out of the car and unloaded Harry's trunk onto the street.
"Hello Harry." Came Mr. Weasley's cheerful greeting as he gave Harry a hug. "Ron and the boys are already inside, I came out to meet you."
Uncle Vernon was silent as he dumped the last of Harry's stuff on the street. The moment he finished he bolted to the drivers seat and took off as fast as he could.
"Good bye to you too." Harry muttered as he and Mr. Weasley hauled his stuff to the Leaky Cauldron.
"Hello Harry," Tom called over to Harry from behind the counter, "How you been?"
"Great Tom." Harry called back as he waved, he and Mr. Weasley lugging Harry's trunk up to his room with Ron.
"We're going to be staying here for a week so you all can get your things for school early. Then we'll head back to the Burrow for the rest of the summer." Mr. Weasley explained before a shout was heard from down the hall.
"HARRY!" Ron's voice called. He, Fred, and George ran like mad down the hall towards Harry. Right before they reached him, Ron tripped and he, Fred, and George toppled into a heap on top of Harry.
"ARGH." came Harry's surprised cry before he, Ron, Fred, and George burst into laughter. Their heads snapped up at a small giggle.
"Boys are so immature." Ginny said, looking down at the four of them, an impish grin on her face.
"Hey Ginny." Harry said with a smile, causing Ginny to blush. She then turned and scurried away.
"And she says we're immature." Ron muttered as he helped Harry up. "You say two words to her and she turns into a tomato."
"Come now boys, we have to get young Harry's stuff to his room."
***
Harry looked at his list of school supplies that he needed. He had gone to Gringotts a few days before to get his money. He now had half the things he needed. Quills, ink, parchment, new robes, one of them which was a formal robe for a dance. ("I am not going to a bloody dance." Ron protested) Now all he, Ron, Fred, George, and Ginny needed were their books.
When they all walked into Flourish and Bitts, they saw a young girl with frizzy brown hair.
"Hermione!" Ginny cried, running to give Hermione a hug.
"Hey guys." Hermione said as the others walked over to her.
As they all looked at their list of books, Harry noticed the name of one on particular. "`Perfect Prophecies From the Past by Pablo Pruters'. What's this book for? Prophecies have nothing to do with any of our classes...unless it's for our Divination class." Harry said with a shudder.
Hermione rolled her eyes and looked over at him. "You obviously didn't read the whole letter from Professor McGonagall then." she said, emphasizing the word `whole'. "This year is having a few little changes. We're getting a new class in the second half of the year, and we're automatically signed up for it. The new class is called...`Ancient Prophecies'." Hermione said as she looked at the letter.
Harry shrugged as he looked for his books.
"So how come they didn't tell you about the new class last year when you chose your classes?" Ginny asked as she got a book for her potions class. "I mean, it's rather unprofessional for them not to tell you what classes you have."
"It was a last minute decision the school made. So to fit it in, fourth years this year only have `Muggle Studies' for the first have of the year, and the new class for the second half." Hermione said as she grabbed a couple books.
When the kids got back to the Leaky Cauldron they were completely tired. After dumping their books on their beds, they went down to the tavern for a mug of Butterbeer.
"My parents should be here soon to pick me up." Hermione aid as she looked at her watch. "We're going to visit my cousin in Scotland for a week before I have to go back to school."
"I wish you could come back to stay with us." Ginny sighed as she looked at her mug. "It's no fun bring the only girl in a house full of boys."
Hermione smiled sympathetically at her and hugged her. "Don't worry Ginny. It's not that bad." she said.
"Yeah, besides," George said with a small smirk on his face as he nudged Harry with his elbow, "you got ol' Harry here to keep you company."
Ginny blushed profusely as she tried to ignore George's comment. As did Harry as he gave George a swift kick in the shins.
"Ow...only joking, only joking." George cried as Fred laughed.
About an hour later the Grangers arrived for Hermione.
" See you guys in a few weeks." she called as she left with her bundles.
The Weasley children and Harry were left in silence as they sipped their butterbeer. When they were finished, they went to their rooms and to bed.
" Hey Ron...you awake?" Harry called across the room an hour later.
"No. I'm sound asleep dreaming that I live in a house made of chocolate frogs. Why?" Ron answered. He looked over to see Harry shaking his head in the dark.
"I was wondering about this new class. What do you think it's going to be like?" Harry asked as he stared at the ceiling.
"Don't know, don't care. We'll deal with it when we get to school. Now go to sleep Harry."
"But..."
"Good night Harry." Ron said in a tired voice.
"'Night." Harry replied and went to sleep.
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Harry heard a tiny giggle from somewhere in the darkness. He looked around but saw nothing.
"Hello?" he called, his voice echoing. "Is someone there?"
Another giggle was heard and the sound of someone running.
"Lumos." a voice whispered.
There was a small flicker and Harry saw an orb of light appear at the end of a wand. He followed the wand to the hand that was holding it. It was a small hand, obviously belonging to a child. He followed the arm up to the smiling face of a young girl. Harry recognized her immediately. The green eyes, the matted blonde hair. He knew this little girl.
"Hullo dear cousin." the little girl said, a small glimmer in her eyes. She laughed at the look of surprise on Harry's face. "Don't look so surprised. I know you suspected it the first time you saw me."
Harry nodded. He had suspected it. "I have seen you." he said, "I remembered the room."
"Yes, the room." the little girl said sadly as the light from her wand grew brighter. It illuminated the space around them to show the room from his dream. The room that was now Dudley's room. "That was my room." the little girl whispered. "I loved my room."
"What's your name?" Harry asked.
The little girl looked up at him, confusion clouded her green eyes. "Don't you know my name Harry? I'm your cousin, surely you must know my name." she said.
Harry shook his head. "I didn't even know you existed until a few weeks ago. I found your birth certificate in my uncle and aunts bedroom. At first I thought it was Dudley's, but then I saw the birth date and knew it couldn't be his."
"Surely they must talk about me. There has to be pictures."
Harry shook his head again. "After they abandoned you, they did a very good job of covering up, making sure no one knew they had you."
Anger flashed through the little girls eyes as she stood defiantly against Harry. "They did not abandon me. My mummy and daddy love me. It's not their fault they lost me. There was a big crowd...and I wandered away. They love me...they really do."
Her face turned from anger and defiance to one of sorrow and uncertainty. Her eyebrows furrowed as her eyes darkened. Her thin, pink lips turned into a small frown.
Harry knelt down to give her a hug. He felt her shoulders tremble as she started to cry.
"They don't love me, do they." she whispered in Harry's ear.
"I'm sorry." Harry whispered.
"It's because I made my crayons float and turned my kitty cat blue, isn't it."
"They don't like me either." Harry answered again. "They never did. They just don't understand people like us."
"No, they don't. They left me all alone because they don't understand me. Even if I had stayed, they still wouldn't have loved me."
The light turned dim, and the room faded away.
"I have come to accept the fact that they pretend I don't exist." The little girl said, though she no longer talked like a little girl. Harry saw her eyes had aged.
"Over the years I pretended that someday I would go back, and they would welcome me with open, loving arms." she continues, the light still fading into darkness. "But I was fooling myself. I could pass them in the street, and they wouldn't even look at me. They wouldn't know why I was. I am truly alone in this world, with no one left to love me. Except you...dear cousin."
Harry smiled and nodded. "Yes. I love you. We're family. And we must stick together."
"Yes. Together." the girls voice whispered, fading away.
"What's your name?" Harry asked again, but was answered with a giggle.
"When the time comes, you will know. For you must deliver me from evil. For now though, I am D. Just D."
Her voice completely gone, Harry stood alone in the darkness. In silence.
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[ Well...there's chapter 3. I hope you all liked. Not much to say about it...review please.]