Harry opened his eyes and looked around. He was in a graveyard. He heard a high-pitched laugh. Voldermort. Then he heard another voice. In was Cedric's. He was in that same graveyard he was in when he last battled Voldermort. He shivered at the memory.
There was yelling and screaming. Not like 'ahh, help me' screaming but blood curtailing, ear piercing screams.
"It's all your, fault Potter! You killed me! You're a killer. A murder. Just like Voldermort. You're just like Voldermort. A cold-blooded killer. MURDERER!
Suddenly he was being shaken by something. He opened his eyes only to make out a blurry object.
"Get up!!! Get up!!!" He heard a squeaky voice say. Harry blinked a couple of times. He then started to feel around on the side table that happened to be next to his bed. He found his classes and put them on. He looked at the thing that had woken him up. It was a house-elf.
"It is time for . . ." the elf started. He seemed to have noticed something that made him stop. Harry yawned and looked at his watch. 7:50.
"Yous are Harry Potter!!! Yous are Harry Potter!!!" The hyper elf said, jumping up and down on his bed. He accidentally landed on Harry's stomach in his excitement. Harry groaned. For a small elf he weighed a hell of a lot. The elf didn't even notice. He just kept jumping on the bed like a hyper active four year old. Harry rolled his eyes. No wonder the elf was sent up ten minuets early.
Harry finally calmed down the bouncing ball of happiness and all the elf could do was act perky. AT 8:00 IN THE MORNING!!!!! Harry smacked the palm of his hand against his for-head. Some people cannot handle perky elves at 8:00 in the morning.
Harry slowly got up and examined the room. It was lit with candles. 'Of course Vampires hate real light.' Harry thought bitterly. It still had not quite sunk in that he had to LIVE with SNAPE for the WHOLE SUMMER! Ok, know it sunk in. Harry closed his eyes without examining the rest of the room. He fell back on his pillow and groaned again, this time in annoyance.
Harry got up out of bed and changed, now ignoring the hyper elf. "Yous Harry Potter!!! Yous Harry Potter!!!" Harry found his trunk, which he had brought up last night and changed into clothes that Hermione had shrunken for him when he was at school. He put on a t-shirts and a pair of jeans and turned to the still, you guessed it, bouncing house elf.
"Hey, um, ... what's your name? "Harry asked. He got a real surprise when the house elf burst into tears.
"'arry Po-Potter is to go-good." It cried/squealed. (Can you even do that?) "Yous want to knows old Bi-Binny's name."
"Uh, there is reason to cry, Binny. Where is the dinning room? I'm supposed to be down there eating breakfast with Snape." Harry said to the house elf. The Binny wiped his eyes and smiled broadly.
"I would be Binny's honor to take you to Severus." Binny said bounding out the door. Harry followed him but he was very puzzled by something. Severus? What ever happened to Master or even Master Snape? Well he had to stop thinking because they had reached the dinning room and a bouncing Binny had just opened the mahogany doors.
