"Harry, its nearly lunch time and mum is going to go to Diagon Alley today. She needs to know what you need." Came Ron's voice.
Harry got up with a new feeling and a chill went down his spine. He then went over to his trunk, which Mr. Weasly had dropped off and pulled out the new books list. He also got out his money sack. He placed them down next to his trunk and then got out his OWLs results and tossed them to Ron.
"Those are my OWLs and the classes I'm taking for next year."
"Wow you did really great! Going to be an Auror are you? Oh but you still have to take potions with Snape, I hope I don't have to."
"Well what do you want to be?"
"I don't actually know, I was also thinking about being an Auror but I don't think I can get the grades for that. Want a chocolate frog?" Ron asked.
"Sure, I haven't eaten chocolate in at least a week!" Harry yelled at regret for being with the Dursley's for so long. Then Harry told Ron the story of how he gave Dudley a massive wedge and had Ron on the floor laughing hysterically. Harry then picked up his list and money and him and Ron went downstairs to go eat lunch and give Mrs. Weasly their things.
Ron ran over to Hermione and thrust Harry's OWLs results into her hands and she screamed with excitement and gave Harry a huge hug.
"AN AUROR!! I can't believe you are getting to be and Auror! I can't believe Snape actually gave you a grade to qualify to be in his class. Another long year for you. And I can't believe I still haven't gotten mine yet!"
"Don't worry Hermione, neither did I." Said Ron wishing he too had his OWLs results.
They all walked into the kitchen and Harry felt a new positive atmosphere around him. Harry ate everything that he could fit into his stomach and Ron and Hermione couldn't stop arguing about S.P.E.W.
"House elves don't want to be free."
"Ron they only think that because they have never been free and they don't know what they are thinking. They aren't educated."
"Still they are always happy when they are working."
"Um guys… what happened to Kreacher?" Harry asked them.
"Oh, him, well since there are no, Harry, uhhhh since there are, well…" said Hermione trying to not get Harry upset with what she was about to tell him.
"You mean since there are no more Black's, continue please." Said Harry. Hermione in shock continued.
"Yes, well since there are no more Black's he was free to go and since the order didn't want him telling anyone about our location, they had to … to… oh Harry they had to kill him." Hermione shoved a big bite of a turkey sandwich into her mouth.
"Kill him? Well I guess he's with the master he loved now, Sirius's mom! I mean he always tried to save everything that belonged to her, right?" Harry wondered.
"Ya, I mean that pesky house elf is the reason that-" Ron stopped himself from saying "Sirius is gone," and instead threw in, "we had to clean this house last year, I mean if he had kept it clean then we could have slept in every day!" Ron then thought to himself, Good save Ron, good save.
"Ya that was annoying." Harry put in. At the sound of criticizing elves Hermione started going ballistic.
"ANNOYING!!! ANOYING!!! What is he supposed to do? Keep this house in perfect order when no one else lived in it! He is not a slave, well he was treated like one, but he was all alone, the poor thing…" Hermione trailed off into her own thought now.
"Harry, are you up for a game of chess?" Suggested Ron.
"Of course I am! I haven't played that game since last year!" Harry and Ron ran upstairs leaving Hermione to her thoughts about saving house elf's.
"Do you think she will ever give up trying to save something that doesn't even want to be saved?" asked Ron.
"Probably not, you know Hermione, she doesn't give up on anything. Hey where are Fred and George I still haven't talked to them yet!"
"They work in their shop everyday so you're going to have to wait till tonight to see em. Now lets play!" Said Ron as they entered their room. Ron was setting up his side of the chessboard when he noticed that Harry's scar started to change a weird dark color.
"HARRY! YOUR—YOUR—SCAR!" Harry jumped up and looked into the mirror when sharp splinting pains started to enter it. Harry fell to the ground and felt as though someone was using the Crusatious Curse on him, even though there were no Dark Wizards around. Harry couldn't move, all he could do was shake violently. He heard Ron's voice yelling to him at a distance and all he could see was black upon black.
Laughing… a dead evil laugh that has been haunting his dreams was going through his ears like sirens. Harry was feeling his own breath becoming shorter and shorter…
Winds were blowing though his hair; he was blind and couldn't see anything. Harry was stumbling as he was trying to find his way around. He felt as though many eyes were watching him. His head was beating with excruciating pain.
Why was he blind? How come he is unable to see anything? Is this really happening, or is it just another dream. Harry tried to pinch himself and it hurt. The pain traveled through his body from the spot where he touched himself.
Harry collapsed to the ground grasping for air. He couldn't breath, he needed air. He started shaking again and heard many men laughing; were death eaters watching him?
"Now after all these years I have finally killed the Harry Potter! Now this is what we call revenge!" He started to laugh, but Harry wasn't dead, no he was sure of it. He could still feel his heart pounding against his chest. Why did Voldemort think that Harry was dead? Or was he dead? Harry never knew what it was like to be dead and for all he knew that when you died you still stayed with your body.
But this feeling Harry had within himself, he knew he wasn't dead. What was he? Where was he? Where was he……
Ten minutes later…
Three hours later…
Two days later…
No one was finding him. He was screaming so loud that he felt that his eardrums were going to burst, but no one could hear him scream. No one knew where he was. Was the order going to save him? Where was everyone?
Harry was still blind and had splinting pains going through his side. Was he dead? No he has to fight to stay alive. He tried to move but nothing in his body would obey his command. Just as Harry was loosing all hope he could hear a familiar voice sounding in his ears. He was being shaken.
Im here, Harry thought, Im here…
"Harry? Harry are you all right? You had us mighty scared. What happened Harry?" Ron wondered.
"I could ask you the same question."
"Well you collapsed to the ground and started vibrating like mad and screaming. You wouldn't stop screaming. The Order must have heard you because the next thing I knew was they were putting all these spells on you. Nothing seemed to be working. It was like some dark magic were controlling you. You had me so scared. Hermione too, she just left to go to the bathroom.
So anyways they ended up getting Dumbledore and Madam Pompfy, together they worked and then said that you were going to be fine within a couple of days."
"So I didn't die..." Said Harry more to himself than to Ron.
"DiE?!"
Harry told Ron of everything that had happened to him, and when Hermione came in and gave him a huge hug, he had to repeat it for her.
"Strange…" Was the only word that left Hermione's mouth when she heard of Harry's experience? "It's like you were in two places at once almost. You even had Dumbledore scared. I don't think that he has seen anything like this before. This is some new magic Harry. Do you think that it could be the cause of Voldemort?"
Ron flinched at the sound of the name, and gave a little squeal.
"Oh come on Ron give it up, you are going to have to start using that name sooner or later… Voldemort… VOLDEMORT!!!!" Hermione teased.
Ron ran out of the room.
"Geeze what a baby. Anyway Harry you should get some rest with everything that just happened and Madam Pompfy is going to have a fit if I keep you up. Take care of yourse—"
"HERMIONE!!! Get out! Get out! He has to rest and you had your fun—"
"I was just about to leave Madam Pompfy." Said Hermione as she got up, and crossed the room and opened the door and left.
"Here you go Harry for a dreamless sleep." Madam Pompfy gave Harry an antidote that made Harry collapse on his pillow and sleep a bottomless sleep.
Authors note: man do I have some antsy readers, but seriously unless I get ten more reviews there's no more updating!! Mwhaha its funny because I could do that. I have the power! O ya and my friends writing isn't called Genivieve, hehe its called What Lies Within, so read that one too, but review mine first!! I gotta go babysit…fun fun~~ bye!