Harry Potter and the Green Flame Torch
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, I'm not making any money from this...obviously.
Insanechildfanfic – thanx for your review!!
A/N: I noticed today that bold, italics, underlining (sorry I don't know the proper terms for this) have not been uploaded. Does anyone know why? This is probably a really stupid question but I'm hopeless with computers!!
Chapter Four: A New Harry
Harry was currently laying on his bed laughing quietly to himself. On the floor beside him were a variety of bags full of muggle clothes and other accessories. Harry had arrived home from his shopping trip with Cassie only a short while ago and his arrival home had been a complete shock to his Aunt and Uncle. This was due to Harry's' decision to wear some of his new clothes in order to 'surprise' the Dursleys'.
For Harry had soon realised that although Cassie was an expert when it came to clothes, it was only her own style. Namely black and gothic. However, to Harry's complete surprise he had found that he liked this look, but he had chosen colours in a wider variety. 'Considering the present circumstances' he had thought dryly 'it wouldn't be very appropriate'.
Harry smiled happily as he cast his mind back to his time spent with Cassie. He hadn't been that relaxed and carefree for months; it was a nice feeling. Cassie was a lot of fun, if a bit on the wild side. Shouting and laughing at the top of her voice. Normally Harry shied away from attention but he had soon found himself joining in completely oblivious to those around him.
A sharp tapping on his window jerked Harry away from his musings and he turned to see a barn owl perched on the edge of his window with a letter. Frowning slightly at the sight of it, Harry arose and opened the window. The owl dropped the letter on the bed and then flew to the top of the wardrobe making Harry assume that it had been told to wait for a reply. Harry opened the letter and paused in surprise when he realised that it was from Professor Dumbledore, he also noticed a pendant in the shape of a stag attached to a silver chain. Slightly puzzled by why the headmaster would be sending him this, Harry opened the letter and read:
Dear Harry,
I am sending this letter to inform you that there will no longer be anyone guarding Privet Drive. Following the events from last summer I don't believe that it is necessary. Although if anything does occur you will be pleased to know that you are able to practise magic during the holidays. The Ministry of Magic will not be able to trace it. I have also enclosed a pendant; it is a voice-activated portkey. I would like you to wear it at all times. If you feel the need to use it simply touch it and say 'home' and it will take you to Hogwarts. As a cautionary measure I would like you to burn this letter and also send a reply back to me to show that you have received the pendant and have no other problems. Please try to have a good summer and I will see you at the start of the new term.
Professor Dumbledore Headmaster of Hogwarts
Harry raised his eyebrows in surprise as he read the letter. So he no longer had someone following him around. He found that he was fairly relieved at this, it looked like they were finally beginning to realise that he was able to take care of himself. Harry picked up the chain and placed it over his head, tucking it into his T- shirt. He then grabbed a piece of parchment and wrote a quick letter to Dumbledore and sent the owl off with it.
Watching the owl fly away, Harry was surprised at the sense of relief that he felt. He frowned in confusion. The wizarding world had always been a sanctuary to him but now...he found that he was only happy when he wasn't thinking about it. His last year at Hogwarts held too many bad memories. The deaths of his school friends Neville Longbottom and Cho Chang had hit him hard. He was only able to focus upon everything bad that had happened to him. Harry sighed heavily and his mind drifted towards the bottle of Prozac underneath his bed. But before he had even decided to take another, he heard a voice calling him.
'Harry! Down here!' called a voice in a loud whisper. Harry opened the window wider and looked down. He soon saw who it was. Cassie was standing at the fence dividing their two gardens and when she realised that Harry had seen her, she waved and said 'what are you doing tonight?'.
Harry stared at her. Tonight? He wasn't doing anything, the Dursleys' never allowed him out past dusk. Harry suspected that they were worried that they would get the blame if anything happened to him. 'I'm not doing anything, the Dursleys' never let me out late, why?
'You've got a window haven't you? Sneak out. Meet me at the end of the road at nine thirty okay?'. Before Harry could even think of an answer to this Cassie had gone back inside. Harry stared after her in surprise, contemplating what she had said. He had never sneaked out of the house in his life and wouldn't have even considered it if he hadn't received the letter from Dumbledore earlier.
A mischievous smile spread across Harry's face has he remembered that no one was following him around anymore. He had been given strict orders not to stray away from Privet Drive at night but he doubted that anyone would know if he was gone. His Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon definitely wouldn't; they never checked on him once dinner was over. 'Besides' Harry told himself, a little rebelliously 'Everyone did tell me that I should have a good summer'. Decision made, Harry decide to do his potions homework (a particularly nasty essay that had been set by the even nastier potions master, Professor Snape) until it was time to meet Cassie...
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, I'm not making any money from this...obviously.
Insanechildfanfic – thanx for your review!!
A/N: I noticed today that bold, italics, underlining (sorry I don't know the proper terms for this) have not been uploaded. Does anyone know why? This is probably a really stupid question but I'm hopeless with computers!!
Chapter Four: A New Harry
Harry was currently laying on his bed laughing quietly to himself. On the floor beside him were a variety of bags full of muggle clothes and other accessories. Harry had arrived home from his shopping trip with Cassie only a short while ago and his arrival home had been a complete shock to his Aunt and Uncle. This was due to Harry's' decision to wear some of his new clothes in order to 'surprise' the Dursleys'.
For Harry had soon realised that although Cassie was an expert when it came to clothes, it was only her own style. Namely black and gothic. However, to Harry's complete surprise he had found that he liked this look, but he had chosen colours in a wider variety. 'Considering the present circumstances' he had thought dryly 'it wouldn't be very appropriate'.
Harry smiled happily as he cast his mind back to his time spent with Cassie. He hadn't been that relaxed and carefree for months; it was a nice feeling. Cassie was a lot of fun, if a bit on the wild side. Shouting and laughing at the top of her voice. Normally Harry shied away from attention but he had soon found himself joining in completely oblivious to those around him.
A sharp tapping on his window jerked Harry away from his musings and he turned to see a barn owl perched on the edge of his window with a letter. Frowning slightly at the sight of it, Harry arose and opened the window. The owl dropped the letter on the bed and then flew to the top of the wardrobe making Harry assume that it had been told to wait for a reply. Harry opened the letter and paused in surprise when he realised that it was from Professor Dumbledore, he also noticed a pendant in the shape of a stag attached to a silver chain. Slightly puzzled by why the headmaster would be sending him this, Harry opened the letter and read:
Dear Harry,
I am sending this letter to inform you that there will no longer be anyone guarding Privet Drive. Following the events from last summer I don't believe that it is necessary. Although if anything does occur you will be pleased to know that you are able to practise magic during the holidays. The Ministry of Magic will not be able to trace it. I have also enclosed a pendant; it is a voice-activated portkey. I would like you to wear it at all times. If you feel the need to use it simply touch it and say 'home' and it will take you to Hogwarts. As a cautionary measure I would like you to burn this letter and also send a reply back to me to show that you have received the pendant and have no other problems. Please try to have a good summer and I will see you at the start of the new term.
Professor Dumbledore Headmaster of Hogwarts
Harry raised his eyebrows in surprise as he read the letter. So he no longer had someone following him around. He found that he was fairly relieved at this, it looked like they were finally beginning to realise that he was able to take care of himself. Harry picked up the chain and placed it over his head, tucking it into his T- shirt. He then grabbed a piece of parchment and wrote a quick letter to Dumbledore and sent the owl off with it.
Watching the owl fly away, Harry was surprised at the sense of relief that he felt. He frowned in confusion. The wizarding world had always been a sanctuary to him but now...he found that he was only happy when he wasn't thinking about it. His last year at Hogwarts held too many bad memories. The deaths of his school friends Neville Longbottom and Cho Chang had hit him hard. He was only able to focus upon everything bad that had happened to him. Harry sighed heavily and his mind drifted towards the bottle of Prozac underneath his bed. But before he had even decided to take another, he heard a voice calling him.
'Harry! Down here!' called a voice in a loud whisper. Harry opened the window wider and looked down. He soon saw who it was. Cassie was standing at the fence dividing their two gardens and when she realised that Harry had seen her, she waved and said 'what are you doing tonight?'.
Harry stared at her. Tonight? He wasn't doing anything, the Dursleys' never allowed him out past dusk. Harry suspected that they were worried that they would get the blame if anything happened to him. 'I'm not doing anything, the Dursleys' never let me out late, why?
'You've got a window haven't you? Sneak out. Meet me at the end of the road at nine thirty okay?'. Before Harry could even think of an answer to this Cassie had gone back inside. Harry stared after her in surprise, contemplating what she had said. He had never sneaked out of the house in his life and wouldn't have even considered it if he hadn't received the letter from Dumbledore earlier.
A mischievous smile spread across Harry's face has he remembered that no one was following him around anymore. He had been given strict orders not to stray away from Privet Drive at night but he doubted that anyone would know if he was gone. His Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon definitely wouldn't; they never checked on him once dinner was over. 'Besides' Harry told himself, a little rebelliously 'Everyone did tell me that I should have a good summer'. Decision made, Harry decide to do his potions homework (a particularly nasty essay that had been set by the even nastier potions master, Professor Snape) until it was time to meet Cassie...