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Chapter 2 Old memories rekindled
No. Not again. Harry thought as images of Sirius falling through the veil at the department of mysteries clouded his mind. You can do this. Sirius wouldn't want you to be like before. Thought Harry as memories of the early summer of grief rekindled in his mind. Ron looked at Harry with worry. "Hermione should be here by now." said Ron smiling. "Yeah, probably." said Harry.
Harry and Ron stepped out of the blue car as the people in the red car did. "Hello Harry." said Tonks with red hair and green eyes. "Hey Tonks." said Harry with a smile. "You've got my hair and Harry's eyes!" said Ron. "Do you think it looks good on me? I was thinking of green hair but I went with red." said Tonks pointing at her hair. Harry's attention turned to the clonking sound coming from his left. There was Moody with his wooden leg walking back and fourth. "Where on Earth is he?" said Moody to himself. There was a pop and Lupin appeared in front of Moody. "Why are you late?" said Moody in an angry voice. "Sorry I dozed of." said Lupin puffing. "Are you telling me your going to 'doze' of when Voldemort (everyone except Harry, Moody and Lupin flinch) walks through your front door?" said Moody in a steady voice. "No, Sir I-" Lupin began stuttering. "Good, now get inside. The meeting is starting in one hour." said Moody. "See you later Harry." Lupin mouthed to Harry. Harry watched Moody recites the password into 12 Grimmauld Place. Harry watched as Number 13 and 14 Grimmauld place separated and Number 12 Grimmauld place appeared. Harry and Ron followed Moody and Lupin into the house. The familiar shrieks of Mrs. Black filled the entrance hall.
"Filthy, disgusting half-bloods! How dare you enter! My home is filthy! Filthy! Traitors!" Mrs. Black screamed. Mrs. Weasley came bustling out of the kitchen and walked up to Mrs. Black's portrait. She whipped the curtains closed and turned to Harry. "Harry! Welcome home dear! How are you?" Mrs. Weasley asked with a loving hug. "I'm doing well." Harry replied. "Hello Harry." said Ginny smiling. "Hey Ginny." he replied.
Harry and Ron climbed up the stairs and into the room they shared. Ron helped Harry unpack and once they were done dinner was being served. "I wonder where Hermione is. She said she was going to be here for dinner." said Ron. "She's never late. Maybe her flight was delayed." said Harry. "Common let's go eat." said Ron.
Harry and Ron entered the dining room to see many familiar faces. The majority was apart of the order. Harry and Ron seated themselves and started to eat. As Harry took a bite out of his roast beef he realized no one else was eating, but only staring at him. Ron seemed to notice to. "Wah aruhn't yuh ghys e'in?" said Ron with his mouth full with food. Everybody looked at each other and started piling their empty plates with food. Harry and Ron looked at each other. Ron shrugged and Harry returned to his food.
After they finished dinner there was still no sign of Hermione. Harry and Ron were starting to get worried. "Where do you think she is?" asked Harry. "Even if her flight was delayed she'd be here by now." said Ron glancing out the window for any sign of Hermione. "How about some Wizards Chess?" asked Ron grinning. "I will beat you one day Weasley." Harry said jokingly. "You don't have a chance." said Ron. After two games of Wizards chess (Both which Harry lost) and 5 games of exploding snap Ron stood up with an ash covered face and said "I'm going to bed." "Right then. Night." said Harry.
After playing one game of chess with himself Harry got bored. He quietly went up to his and Ron's room and took out some books from his trunk. He went back down the stairs and into the living room. He had just picked the books out in the dark so he didn't know which they were. He had brought down his History of magic, Divination, and Herbology books. None of which he really wanted to read. As Harry sat down on the living room floor he noticed a big box that he hadn't noticed before. That must be the present Ron was talking about. One peek won't hurt. Harry thought to himself. Harry stood up and walked over to the box. He knocked on it. He unlatched the lock of the box and it exploded open.
The veil from the department of mysteries popped out. Harry's eyes widened in shock. Just the same way Sirius had fallen through, so did Hermione. Then Ron, then Lupin, then Mrs. Weasley, then Mr. Weasley. Everything Harry loved was being taken away from him. Just like his parents, just like Sirius. Harry snatched his wand out of his pocket. "Riddikulus." said Harry weakly. "Riddikulus." he repeated. He collapsed onto his knees. "Riddikulus!" Harry heard a familiar voice yell.
Harry turned his head and saw Hermione, but not just any Hermione she looked well- beautiful with her hair that was not so bushy anymore but wavy. She was standing behind him with tears falling down her face. Harry stood up and looked down at her. "Don't cry, please." pleaded Harry his voice cracking. "Oh Harry! I'm so sorry." squeaked Hermione as she enclosed him in a tight hug. It felt wonderful to have Hermione hugging him. "Hermione-I can't-can't-breath." said Harry while his face started to turn blue. Hermione let go of Harry and said "You know how much I've worried about you?" she said in a shaky voice. "I'm so glad to see you again." she said smiling. "I missed you to." replied Harry still out of breath. "Hermione, how long were you standing there?" Harry asked. "Long enough." she replied.
Hermione grabbed Harry's hand and led him into the kitchen. "Did you have anything to eat on your flight?" asked Harry. "No I'm starving!" Hermione said. Hermione started opening up cupboards looking for something to eat. She settled with some biscuits and tea. "So tell me Harry, how was your summer with the Dursley's?" asked Hermione after sipping her tea. "It was horrible until I got here. It felt like I wasn't even alive. They didn't even look at me. They only talked to me on rare occasions." said Harry looking into Hermione's light brown eyes. "How was your trip to Los Angles?" asked Harry. "It was so nice there. We even got to visit this historical site on witch burnings there. It was really fascinating." said Hermione. "Sounds like you had fun." said Harry smiling. "I even brought back a souvenir for everyone." said Hermione.
Harry and Hermione talked for two more hours about their summers,
school, OWLS, and even Quidditch. "Then my scar started hurting and I
fell of the chair. He was angry about something." said Harry telling
Hermione about the day he made breakfast. "Harry I really think you
should tell Dumbledore or S- Lupin. Hermione said catching herself
before she said Sirius. "I guess." said Harry. "I'm really tired."
said Hermione yawning and stretching. Harry glanced at his watch. "Wow
has it been that long? It's 1:00 in the morning. We better get to bed
or we won't be able to go to Diagon Alley." said Harry standing up.
"We're going to Diagon Alley? Great I can stock up on quills! Well
goodnight Harry." Hermione said standing on her tip toes and kissing
Harry's cheek. He immediately started blushing. "G-goodnight Hermione,
sweet dreams." Harry said stuttering.
Harry slumped back into his seat. He looked at Hermione's empty plate and noticed the red in his cheeks. Harry then realized that he failed miserably at blocking out his feelings for Hermione from his mind. Harry stood up and switched of all the lights. He climbed up the stairs and into his and Ron's room. He washed up and changed into his pajamas. As his head hit the pillow of his warm bed, Harry fell into a deep sleep.
Harry was staring into a fireplace. "You did what?" said Harry in a high pitched voice, but this wasn't Harry's body it was someone else's. "I-I-I'm sorry Master, I d-didn't mean for this to happen. The girl has a very strong will, a-and she is very smart." said a panicked and somewhat familiar voice. Harry turned around in his chair. Harry was facing Peter Pettigrew. "Then I suppose I will have to do this myself. Get out!" Harry yelled in the high pitched voice. Pettigrew bowed. "Yes master." He said. As Pettigrew moved away the mirror behind him showed Voldemort looking straight back at him. His red slits for eyes staring at Harry.
Harry screamed. His eyes shot open. He was face down on the hard wood floor. "Harry!" he heard someone yell. He heard them running into the room. Hermione turned Harry over. "Harry! What happened?" she said with distress in her eyes. "Voldemort (Hermione flinched), dream, Pettigrew." Harry said at once. Hermione's eyes widened in shock. Hermione helped Harry onto the bed and bent down in front of him. "Harry, are you telling me you had a dream about V-voldemort (Hermione flinched as she said it)?" asked Hermione staring intently into Harry's eyes. Harry slowly nodded his head. Hermione stood up and sat beside him. Her breathing had become faster. "Tell me everything that happened." Hermione said quickly. Harry told her about his dream and explained to her everything in detail. "Common. We have to go and tell somebody." Hermione said pulling Harry to his feet. "But Hermione-" Harry tried to say. Hermione turned around and faced him. "Harry you know what happened the last time you didn't tell someone about your dreams." said Hermione looking up at Harry. Harry unwillingly followed Hermione out of the room and downstairs into the kitchen.
Lupin, Mr. Weasley, Ron and Ginny were sitting at the table discussing something while Mrs. Weasley was cooking something over the stove. Hermione grabbed Harry's hand and pulled him over to the table. They both sat down.
"Morning everyone." said Harry. "Morning." said Hermione. "Hello Harry, Hermione." said Mr. Weasley kindly. "Hello Harry, hello Hermione." said Ginny. "Morning Harry, Hermione." said Lupin nodding his head towards each of them. "Hermione you're here! We were worried you wouldn't get here!" said Ron with his eyes lighting up. "Morning to you to Ron." said Hermione while nudging Harry in the ribs.
Just as Harry was hoping Hermione forgot he sighed. "Er-I had a dream last night." said Harry. Everyone's attention turned to Harry. "You what?" Lupin said as his face started to pale. Harry re-told his dream. "Then I woke up on the floor and Hermione came and helped me up and now were here." finished Harry. Harry looked around the table to see Mr. Weasley, Ginny, Ron, and Lupin had lost all colour from their faces. They blankly stared at Harry when Lupin finally spoke up. "Have you- have you had any dreams before this one?" Lupin asked. "No this is the first one since last year." said Harry slightly frowning. "Well Harry, I will have to bring this to Dumbledore's attention." said Lupin quickly. "See you all later." said Lupin as he left the kitchen. Harry heard the front door slam and Mrs. Black screeching. "Will you just shut up?" Harry heard Mrs. Weasley yell. Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny finished their breakfast within minuets. "Dad when are we leaving for Diagon Alley?" Ginny asked. "Um- at 12 o'clock." said Mr. Weasley checking his pocket watch. "So we've still got two hours to spare." said Ron. "Are you guys up for some Quidditch?" asked Ron excitedly. "Yeah! Common Harry lets play." said Ginny with pleading eyes. "Er- ok. What about you Hermione, you up for some Quidditch?" Harry asked. Hermione snorted. "Harry, you very well know that I have never played Quidditch before and I'm awfully afraid of heights." said Hermione in a rather squeaky voice. "Why don't we teach you how to play? You know the best way to get rid of your fears is to confront them." said Harry smiling. "N-O." said Hermione spelling out slowly. "Common Hermione. You can ride on my broom with me. I promise I won't let you fall." said Harry in a convincing voice. Hermione flushed. "Fine." she muttered. "Great! Let's go then." said Ginny.
*
The four of them entered the backyard, Harry with his Firebolt; Ron and Ginny with their cleansweeps. Ginny went and got the Quidditch balls. "Ok Hermione, you know how Quidditch works since you've watched the Gryffindor team play, and you understand the basics of the game. Now all you have to do is get the feeling of flying up there." said Harry pointing at the sky. Harry swung his left leg over his Firebolt and started hovering a few inches above the ground. "Hope on." Harry said looking at Hermione. Hermione took one step forward and observed the broom, she then as Harry did swung her left leg over the Firebolt and grabbed around Harry's waist. Ron looked at the two of them with narrowed eyes. Harry's Firebolt slowly started gaining height as Hermione squeaked. Harry took two laps around the Quidditch pitch at a slow speed. He slowly lowered his Firebolt to the ground. Hermione jumped of the second they hit the ground. "Harry I'm just not meant for Quidditch really, I'd rather stick with books." Hermione said quietly. "Well at least you confronted your fears of height." Harry said before kicking of. Ron and Ginny pushed of into the air after Harry. Hermione sighed and walked back into the house. Ron flew up to Harry. "Harry remember in my last letter I said I wanted to talk to you about something? Well maybe we could the next chance we get." said Ron. "Sure that would be fine, and don't worry about it Ron." said Harry.
A/N: Special thanks to my.one reviewer Sinaris. Thanks for the tips. I hope my story is in good shape now. I also edited my first chapter. Please R & R! Thanx!
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter
Chapter 2 Old memories rekindled
No. Not again. Harry thought as images of Sirius falling through the veil at the department of mysteries clouded his mind. You can do this. Sirius wouldn't want you to be like before. Thought Harry as memories of the early summer of grief rekindled in his mind. Ron looked at Harry with worry. "Hermione should be here by now." said Ron smiling. "Yeah, probably." said Harry.
Harry and Ron stepped out of the blue car as the people in the red car did. "Hello Harry." said Tonks with red hair and green eyes. "Hey Tonks." said Harry with a smile. "You've got my hair and Harry's eyes!" said Ron. "Do you think it looks good on me? I was thinking of green hair but I went with red." said Tonks pointing at her hair. Harry's attention turned to the clonking sound coming from his left. There was Moody with his wooden leg walking back and fourth. "Where on Earth is he?" said Moody to himself. There was a pop and Lupin appeared in front of Moody. "Why are you late?" said Moody in an angry voice. "Sorry I dozed of." said Lupin puffing. "Are you telling me your going to 'doze' of when Voldemort (everyone except Harry, Moody and Lupin flinch) walks through your front door?" said Moody in a steady voice. "No, Sir I-" Lupin began stuttering. "Good, now get inside. The meeting is starting in one hour." said Moody. "See you later Harry." Lupin mouthed to Harry. Harry watched Moody recites the password into 12 Grimmauld Place. Harry watched as Number 13 and 14 Grimmauld place separated and Number 12 Grimmauld place appeared. Harry and Ron followed Moody and Lupin into the house. The familiar shrieks of Mrs. Black filled the entrance hall.
"Filthy, disgusting half-bloods! How dare you enter! My home is filthy! Filthy! Traitors!" Mrs. Black screamed. Mrs. Weasley came bustling out of the kitchen and walked up to Mrs. Black's portrait. She whipped the curtains closed and turned to Harry. "Harry! Welcome home dear! How are you?" Mrs. Weasley asked with a loving hug. "I'm doing well." Harry replied. "Hello Harry." said Ginny smiling. "Hey Ginny." he replied.
Harry and Ron climbed up the stairs and into the room they shared. Ron helped Harry unpack and once they were done dinner was being served. "I wonder where Hermione is. She said she was going to be here for dinner." said Ron. "She's never late. Maybe her flight was delayed." said Harry. "Common let's go eat." said Ron.
Harry and Ron entered the dining room to see many familiar faces. The majority was apart of the order. Harry and Ron seated themselves and started to eat. As Harry took a bite out of his roast beef he realized no one else was eating, but only staring at him. Ron seemed to notice to. "Wah aruhn't yuh ghys e'in?" said Ron with his mouth full with food. Everybody looked at each other and started piling their empty plates with food. Harry and Ron looked at each other. Ron shrugged and Harry returned to his food.
After they finished dinner there was still no sign of Hermione. Harry and Ron were starting to get worried. "Where do you think she is?" asked Harry. "Even if her flight was delayed she'd be here by now." said Ron glancing out the window for any sign of Hermione. "How about some Wizards Chess?" asked Ron grinning. "I will beat you one day Weasley." Harry said jokingly. "You don't have a chance." said Ron. After two games of Wizards chess (Both which Harry lost) and 5 games of exploding snap Ron stood up with an ash covered face and said "I'm going to bed." "Right then. Night." said Harry.
After playing one game of chess with himself Harry got bored. He quietly went up to his and Ron's room and took out some books from his trunk. He went back down the stairs and into the living room. He had just picked the books out in the dark so he didn't know which they were. He had brought down his History of magic, Divination, and Herbology books. None of which he really wanted to read. As Harry sat down on the living room floor he noticed a big box that he hadn't noticed before. That must be the present Ron was talking about. One peek won't hurt. Harry thought to himself. Harry stood up and walked over to the box. He knocked on it. He unlatched the lock of the box and it exploded open.
The veil from the department of mysteries popped out. Harry's eyes widened in shock. Just the same way Sirius had fallen through, so did Hermione. Then Ron, then Lupin, then Mrs. Weasley, then Mr. Weasley. Everything Harry loved was being taken away from him. Just like his parents, just like Sirius. Harry snatched his wand out of his pocket. "Riddikulus." said Harry weakly. "Riddikulus." he repeated. He collapsed onto his knees. "Riddikulus!" Harry heard a familiar voice yell.
Harry turned his head and saw Hermione, but not just any Hermione she looked well- beautiful with her hair that was not so bushy anymore but wavy. She was standing behind him with tears falling down her face. Harry stood up and looked down at her. "Don't cry, please." pleaded Harry his voice cracking. "Oh Harry! I'm so sorry." squeaked Hermione as she enclosed him in a tight hug. It felt wonderful to have Hermione hugging him. "Hermione-I can't-can't-breath." said Harry while his face started to turn blue. Hermione let go of Harry and said "You know how much I've worried about you?" she said in a shaky voice. "I'm so glad to see you again." she said smiling. "I missed you to." replied Harry still out of breath. "Hermione, how long were you standing there?" Harry asked. "Long enough." she replied.
Hermione grabbed Harry's hand and led him into the kitchen. "Did you have anything to eat on your flight?" asked Harry. "No I'm starving!" Hermione said. Hermione started opening up cupboards looking for something to eat. She settled with some biscuits and tea. "So tell me Harry, how was your summer with the Dursley's?" asked Hermione after sipping her tea. "It was horrible until I got here. It felt like I wasn't even alive. They didn't even look at me. They only talked to me on rare occasions." said Harry looking into Hermione's light brown eyes. "How was your trip to Los Angles?" asked Harry. "It was so nice there. We even got to visit this historical site on witch burnings there. It was really fascinating." said Hermione. "Sounds like you had fun." said Harry smiling. "I even brought back a souvenir for everyone." said Hermione.
Harry and Hermione talked for two more hours about their summers,
school, OWLS, and even Quidditch. "Then my scar started hurting and I
fell of the chair. He was angry about something." said Harry telling
Hermione about the day he made breakfast. "Harry I really think you
should tell Dumbledore or S- Lupin. Hermione said catching herself
before she said Sirius. "I guess." said Harry. "I'm really tired."
said Hermione yawning and stretching. Harry glanced at his watch. "Wow
has it been that long? It's 1:00 in the morning. We better get to bed
or we won't be able to go to Diagon Alley." said Harry standing up.
"We're going to Diagon Alley? Great I can stock up on quills! Well
goodnight Harry." Hermione said standing on her tip toes and kissing
Harry's cheek. He immediately started blushing. "G-goodnight Hermione,
sweet dreams." Harry said stuttering.
Harry slumped back into his seat. He looked at Hermione's empty plate and noticed the red in his cheeks. Harry then realized that he failed miserably at blocking out his feelings for Hermione from his mind. Harry stood up and switched of all the lights. He climbed up the stairs and into his and Ron's room. He washed up and changed into his pajamas. As his head hit the pillow of his warm bed, Harry fell into a deep sleep.
Harry was staring into a fireplace. "You did what?" said Harry in a high pitched voice, but this wasn't Harry's body it was someone else's. "I-I-I'm sorry Master, I d-didn't mean for this to happen. The girl has a very strong will, a-and she is very smart." said a panicked and somewhat familiar voice. Harry turned around in his chair. Harry was facing Peter Pettigrew. "Then I suppose I will have to do this myself. Get out!" Harry yelled in the high pitched voice. Pettigrew bowed. "Yes master." He said. As Pettigrew moved away the mirror behind him showed Voldemort looking straight back at him. His red slits for eyes staring at Harry.
Harry screamed. His eyes shot open. He was face down on the hard wood floor. "Harry!" he heard someone yell. He heard them running into the room. Hermione turned Harry over. "Harry! What happened?" she said with distress in her eyes. "Voldemort (Hermione flinched), dream, Pettigrew." Harry said at once. Hermione's eyes widened in shock. Hermione helped Harry onto the bed and bent down in front of him. "Harry, are you telling me you had a dream about V-voldemort (Hermione flinched as she said it)?" asked Hermione staring intently into Harry's eyes. Harry slowly nodded his head. Hermione stood up and sat beside him. Her breathing had become faster. "Tell me everything that happened." Hermione said quickly. Harry told her about his dream and explained to her everything in detail. "Common. We have to go and tell somebody." Hermione said pulling Harry to his feet. "But Hermione-" Harry tried to say. Hermione turned around and faced him. "Harry you know what happened the last time you didn't tell someone about your dreams." said Hermione looking up at Harry. Harry unwillingly followed Hermione out of the room and downstairs into the kitchen.
Lupin, Mr. Weasley, Ron and Ginny were sitting at the table discussing something while Mrs. Weasley was cooking something over the stove. Hermione grabbed Harry's hand and pulled him over to the table. They both sat down.
"Morning everyone." said Harry. "Morning." said Hermione. "Hello Harry, Hermione." said Mr. Weasley kindly. "Hello Harry, hello Hermione." said Ginny. "Morning Harry, Hermione." said Lupin nodding his head towards each of them. "Hermione you're here! We were worried you wouldn't get here!" said Ron with his eyes lighting up. "Morning to you to Ron." said Hermione while nudging Harry in the ribs.
Just as Harry was hoping Hermione forgot he sighed. "Er-I had a dream last night." said Harry. Everyone's attention turned to Harry. "You what?" Lupin said as his face started to pale. Harry re-told his dream. "Then I woke up on the floor and Hermione came and helped me up and now were here." finished Harry. Harry looked around the table to see Mr. Weasley, Ginny, Ron, and Lupin had lost all colour from their faces. They blankly stared at Harry when Lupin finally spoke up. "Have you- have you had any dreams before this one?" Lupin asked. "No this is the first one since last year." said Harry slightly frowning. "Well Harry, I will have to bring this to Dumbledore's attention." said Lupin quickly. "See you all later." said Lupin as he left the kitchen. Harry heard the front door slam and Mrs. Black screeching. "Will you just shut up?" Harry heard Mrs. Weasley yell. Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny finished their breakfast within minuets. "Dad when are we leaving for Diagon Alley?" Ginny asked. "Um- at 12 o'clock." said Mr. Weasley checking his pocket watch. "So we've still got two hours to spare." said Ron. "Are you guys up for some Quidditch?" asked Ron excitedly. "Yeah! Common Harry lets play." said Ginny with pleading eyes. "Er- ok. What about you Hermione, you up for some Quidditch?" Harry asked. Hermione snorted. "Harry, you very well know that I have never played Quidditch before and I'm awfully afraid of heights." said Hermione in a rather squeaky voice. "Why don't we teach you how to play? You know the best way to get rid of your fears is to confront them." said Harry smiling. "N-O." said Hermione spelling out slowly. "Common Hermione. You can ride on my broom with me. I promise I won't let you fall." said Harry in a convincing voice. Hermione flushed. "Fine." she muttered. "Great! Let's go then." said Ginny.
*
The four of them entered the backyard, Harry with his Firebolt; Ron and Ginny with their cleansweeps. Ginny went and got the Quidditch balls. "Ok Hermione, you know how Quidditch works since you've watched the Gryffindor team play, and you understand the basics of the game. Now all you have to do is get the feeling of flying up there." said Harry pointing at the sky. Harry swung his left leg over his Firebolt and started hovering a few inches above the ground. "Hope on." Harry said looking at Hermione. Hermione took one step forward and observed the broom, she then as Harry did swung her left leg over the Firebolt and grabbed around Harry's waist. Ron looked at the two of them with narrowed eyes. Harry's Firebolt slowly started gaining height as Hermione squeaked. Harry took two laps around the Quidditch pitch at a slow speed. He slowly lowered his Firebolt to the ground. Hermione jumped of the second they hit the ground. "Harry I'm just not meant for Quidditch really, I'd rather stick with books." Hermione said quietly. "Well at least you confronted your fears of height." Harry said before kicking of. Ron and Ginny pushed of into the air after Harry. Hermione sighed and walked back into the house. Ron flew up to Harry. "Harry remember in my last letter I said I wanted to talk to you about something? Well maybe we could the next chance we get." said Ron. "Sure that would be fine, and don't worry about it Ron." said Harry.
A/N: Special thanks to my.one reviewer Sinaris. Thanks for the tips. I hope my story is in good shape now. I also edited my first chapter. Please R & R! Thanx!