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Disclaimer- I don't own Harry Potter and/or any such related characters. duh. Joanne Kathleen Rowling does, and if you honestly think that I own it, you MUST be barking mad! Plus, how would a 13 year old in the States own a super-stable bestseller written in England? You moron. I don't own ANYTHING! Get it?! lol enjoy your read!
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Chapter 4
"That is right." The ghost said bluntly, peering at Harry through those glasses. His eyes were almost navy blue, but lighter than that, Harry guessed because his ghostly pale skin didn't accustom with the orange background, so Harry couldn't really tell.
"I-well-I." Harry said. Finally, he said, "What are you doing here?"
"An excellent question, Harry. I've come to warn you. Many things will be happening, and it all has something to do with you."
Harry didn't know what to say to this, so Godric continued. "Back when Hogwarts was newly built, as you know, we all harmonized and lived in peace with one another, and that's how things were before the Dark Lord, or more commonly known as, by you, Lord Voldemort, had returned."
Harry looked slightly shocked. He'd never heard anybody but Professor Dumbledore say Voldemort's name before. Godric continued.
"You know that Salazar, being the great git he truly was," (Harry snorted) "left Hogwarts and built his own chamber from the girl's second-floor bathroom, I believe, where he and his 'pureblood' students went to learn. Before he died, he sealed it away so that none other than his own true heir could unlock the secrets within.
"As you most likely already know, Tom Riddle, or Voldemort, entered Hogwarts fifty years ago, and he found he was heir of Slytherin. But you opened that chamber in your second year. Do you know why that is?"
At this point, Harry nodded and said, "Because Voldemort transported some of his powers to me the night he killed my parents."
"Correct. But he wouldn't give up, would he? First and second year of yours at Hogwarts were rough ones, and he would not stop at anything to get his power returned to him. Thus, Voldemort tried to return to his utmost power, succeeding last year, of course. But always, yet, you thwarted him, you stopped him from doing anything. Do you know why that is?"
Harry shook his head slowly. What was he talking about?
"Harry, you are the only one who can defeat Voldemort because you have something in you. There is power beyond Voldemort's wildest dreams, or even Salazar's. But neither know of it, or knew, in matter of terms."
"I don't under-."
"Not only, Harry," Godric interrupted him, "do you have your parents', Lily and James's, inevitable powers, you are also my reincarnation."
A long pause followed those words, and Harry stared blankly at the ghost.
"But-how? Why-."
Harry was interrupted. "I must go now, Harry. I will appear to you whenever I feel I need to tell you something. Somebody's coming, so I must leave."
"No! I have so many questions!"
But before Harry could stop him, Godric was gone with a whisp of smoke. The door opened very slowly, and Harry jumped into bed, pretending to be asleep.
Mrs. Weasley looked at Harry smiling. "Poor dear, he seems to have fallen asleep with his glasses on." she reached down and pulled his glasses off. She also put a blanket over Harry and kissed him on the forehead, very motherly. Harry inwardly smiled- he had never known his own mother, and to have somebody like Mrs. Weasley was a great thing.
She walked out of the room and shut the door behind her, slowly, but it creaked a little. Harry jolted up once he heard the final click of the door shutting and looked around.
"Godric?" he whispered, squinting into the dark corners. "Are you there?"
No answer.
Harry sighed heavily and flumped back down onto the pillow, thinking for sure that this would not be a bad time to take a long-awaited nap.
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Hey! Press review! Pls! Ok I hope you enjoyed that little bit. I can't get italics, bolding, or centering so just deal with me here ok? Thanks to all who have reviewed so far, and again, I'm sorry it's so short.
~**~ Always Remember ~**~
Disclaimer- I don't own Harry Potter and/or any such related characters. duh. Joanne Kathleen Rowling does, and if you honestly think that I own it, you MUST be barking mad! Plus, how would a 13 year old in the States own a super-stable bestseller written in England? You moron. I don't own ANYTHING! Get it?! lol enjoy your read!
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Chapter 4
"That is right." The ghost said bluntly, peering at Harry through those glasses. His eyes were almost navy blue, but lighter than that, Harry guessed because his ghostly pale skin didn't accustom with the orange background, so Harry couldn't really tell.
"I-well-I." Harry said. Finally, he said, "What are you doing here?"
"An excellent question, Harry. I've come to warn you. Many things will be happening, and it all has something to do with you."
Harry didn't know what to say to this, so Godric continued. "Back when Hogwarts was newly built, as you know, we all harmonized and lived in peace with one another, and that's how things were before the Dark Lord, or more commonly known as, by you, Lord Voldemort, had returned."
Harry looked slightly shocked. He'd never heard anybody but Professor Dumbledore say Voldemort's name before. Godric continued.
"You know that Salazar, being the great git he truly was," (Harry snorted) "left Hogwarts and built his own chamber from the girl's second-floor bathroom, I believe, where he and his 'pureblood' students went to learn. Before he died, he sealed it away so that none other than his own true heir could unlock the secrets within.
"As you most likely already know, Tom Riddle, or Voldemort, entered Hogwarts fifty years ago, and he found he was heir of Slytherin. But you opened that chamber in your second year. Do you know why that is?"
At this point, Harry nodded and said, "Because Voldemort transported some of his powers to me the night he killed my parents."
"Correct. But he wouldn't give up, would he? First and second year of yours at Hogwarts were rough ones, and he would not stop at anything to get his power returned to him. Thus, Voldemort tried to return to his utmost power, succeeding last year, of course. But always, yet, you thwarted him, you stopped him from doing anything. Do you know why that is?"
Harry shook his head slowly. What was he talking about?
"Harry, you are the only one who can defeat Voldemort because you have something in you. There is power beyond Voldemort's wildest dreams, or even Salazar's. But neither know of it, or knew, in matter of terms."
"I don't under-."
"Not only, Harry," Godric interrupted him, "do you have your parents', Lily and James's, inevitable powers, you are also my reincarnation."
A long pause followed those words, and Harry stared blankly at the ghost.
"But-how? Why-."
Harry was interrupted. "I must go now, Harry. I will appear to you whenever I feel I need to tell you something. Somebody's coming, so I must leave."
"No! I have so many questions!"
But before Harry could stop him, Godric was gone with a whisp of smoke. The door opened very slowly, and Harry jumped into bed, pretending to be asleep.
Mrs. Weasley looked at Harry smiling. "Poor dear, he seems to have fallen asleep with his glasses on." she reached down and pulled his glasses off. She also put a blanket over Harry and kissed him on the forehead, very motherly. Harry inwardly smiled- he had never known his own mother, and to have somebody like Mrs. Weasley was a great thing.
She walked out of the room and shut the door behind her, slowly, but it creaked a little. Harry jolted up once he heard the final click of the door shutting and looked around.
"Godric?" he whispered, squinting into the dark corners. "Are you there?"
No answer.
Harry sighed heavily and flumped back down onto the pillow, thinking for sure that this would not be a bad time to take a long-awaited nap.
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Hey! Press review! Pls! Ok I hope you enjoyed that little bit. I can't get italics, bolding, or centering so just deal with me here ok? Thanks to all who have reviewed so far, and again, I'm sorry it's so short.
~**~ Always Remember ~**~