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HARRY POTTER

AND THE

RINGS OF HOGWARTS

Hermione_Harry

Chapter 4: Remembering the Past

The next day Harry, Ron, and Hermione left Gryffindor tower early and walked towards the Great Hall. Students were here already, eating fried tomatoes and such. The trio sat down at the Gryffindor table and picked up some of the things that the other students were having. Each of them talked about how school would be much better without Draco and his goons.

And at that instant, in came the Slytherin Prince himself followed by his two humble servants. The three of them sat down, and talked amongst themselves. Harry and Ron (who were both disgusted by Malfoy) began talking about Quidditch. Hermione rolled her eyes and continued to study Draco for some reason. As if on cue, he raised his head to see who was watching him, when his eyes fell on Granger. He sneered at seeing her embarrassed face. Hermione looked away for a few seconds, and when she was sure that Draco had returned to his talk with his trolls, she looked at him again. Draco lifted up a pale hand to put back a strand of silver lock that fell on his face, when Hermione saw something glisten on his finger. Though with the light in the way, the thing shined even more, but Hermione couldn't make out what it was. She shrugged it off and tuned in to Harry and Ron's conversation on Quidditch.

*~*~*

When the Gryffindor trio's day was finished with school, they headed back up to Gryffindor tower. Upon arriving there, they all separated into there respective rooms.

And, without them knowing, a silver-green and blue-silver ring, glowed with eagerness, but stopped immediately. As though not wanted to reveal its secret. Well, not . . . yet.

*~*~*

Several weeks have passed for these little heroes of ours. And during the year, they have each grown an inch, already. Ron was indeed getting taller and the same for Harry. Both of the boys were getting much more masculine indeed, because of Quidditch. And as they have grown and developed more of their bodily figures, so have their faces. Of course, they each became more handsome, but it looked as if they would never leave behind some of their little innocent boyish looks.

As for Hermione, she too became taller herself and became more beautiful indeed. Her hair was as bushy as ever, but no one cannot look twice at this brown haired beauty. Hermione too stayed in good shape and more of her womanly figures were showing. And as Harry and Ron, she still had some of her girlish looks.

Now, it was January the 17th, and it was a Saturday for our favorite Gryffindor's. Though, they seemed to have nothing to do.

"Um . . . can we do something? I'm really bored!" whined Ron.

"Ron, please! I'm reading. . ." said Hermione.

"Harry, lets go to the Quidditch field and practice some Quidditch!" Ron asked Harry.

Harry, who was reading a book didn't answer. And since the book was covering his face, the two best friends couldn't see him.

"Harry?" asked Hermione while removing his book. And, it turned out that Harry was peacefully sleeping, his glasses just daring to fall off. Hermione smiled.

"Har --!" Ron was about to say, but Hermione made him shut up by her glare.

"Ssh! Be quiet! Don't wake him up . . . he probably fell asleep by being so bored and all."

Ron nodded and said, "I'll be right back. I'm going down to the kitchens and get some food for us."

Hermione rolled her eyes and nodded. In a flash Ron left through the portrait hole. Hermione looked back at Harry and smiled once again.

How he looked so innocent and young, yet he had the most important role to play in the wizarding world. To fight and kill Voldemort once and for all, was Harry Potter's destiny.

Harry stirred in his sleep. Hermione got up and put on Harry her special Gryffindor colored blanket she made herself. She tucked it in and sat down once again in her chair. And, as though Harry knew who the blanket was from, he said, "Thanks Hermione. . ."

Hermione just smiled in return and continued to read her thick (but interesting!) book.

Now since all of the other students were in Hogsmeade (Yes, even Neville), they had the room all to themselves. The trio didn't feel like going to Hogmeade for several reasons. For one, they were bloody bored of it, two, they already had all the educational things they need, and three, they wanted to spend more time together. For this was theeir last year in Hogwarts, and they wanted to spend as much time as possible within the three of them. But it looked as though that wouldn't be happening today.

Oh, how wrong you are, my dear Hermione. . .

*~*~*

A woman that looked at about age 27 was sitting in a rocking chair cuddling a baby in her arms. The woman had dark red hair and had bright green eyes. She seemed to be trying to get her baby to calm down, not wanting it to cause any commotion.

"Shh Harry. . . my dear little baby boy. . . please fall asleep. . . ." she cooed.

The little boy seemed to understand what his mother was telling him, so he stop crying. His mother smiled, seeing that her child was not suffering any longer. She wiped his tears away, as her cute son started to smile, revealing his eyes, exactly like his mothers.

"That's weird. You seem to know what I'm saying. . . Oh, I can bet you anything that you'll be Head Boy when your in your last year at Hogwarts! Your so smart!", she lifted him up to tickle him in his little tummy. Little Harry giggled in joy. "Oh Harry, I love you so much! Your going to be a very powerful wizard . . . I just know it . . . I can feel it in my veins. . . ."

Foot steps out side the room could be heard, a man at the same age of 27 entered the room. He had untidy black hair and had chocolate brown eyes that were covered a little bit by his black round glasses. The man smiled at seeing the two of his favorite people.

"Hi Lily . . . is he calming down?" he asked.

Lily smiled up at her husband and replied saying, "Yeah . . . oh James, he's is so darn cute!" Then, she giggled.

James just kept on smiling. Then all of a sudden his happy face turned into a frown. Lily noticed this, and she asked, "James? What's wrong?"

But he just lifted his hand up as if to silence her while he listened more intently. Then realizing what it was, his eyes bugged out.

"Lily, its him! Voldemort! He's here . . . go and hide . . . no I don't know where! Just hide while I hold him off!" -- He gave a kiss to his wife on the lips -- "I Love you. . .", and he hurried on downstairs while carefully locking the door with a spell.

Lily got up with her baby and walked over to his crib putting a blanket around him; and a shiny object with a hint of gold, hiding it inside her son's jean pocket , she set him down inside while giving him a kiss. Yet, she didn't know it was going to be her last. . .

The mother carefully listened to what was happening downstairs, but some of it was muffled up by the door.

"Move. . .", came the cold voice of Voldemort's.

"No! You have to go through me first if you want to get to him!", said James very bravely.

Voldemort laughed.

"Okay then, Voldemort, lets duel. . .", James said getting in his position.

Voldemort lazily lifted his hand and shouted, "AVADA KEDAVRA!"

Upstairs, Lily could see green light on the crack at the bottom of the door. Then, she heard a soft thud. Meaning that James Potter, was dead.

"No. . . no . . . no . . ." , she whispered frantically, shaking her head.

He can't be! , Thought Lily.

Now, she could hear Voldemort slowly coming up the stairs. Lily decided that she would deal of what happened later, but now she had to save her son!

But, Lily couldn't help thinking that she was at Lord Voldemorts mercy. . .

No! I can't think that way! , She thought.

Then, the footsteps stopped right in front of their room. Lily immediately grabbed a hold of her wand. It was her only chance . . . to survive . . .

The door burst into millions of pieces and in came in the most dreaded man in the universe.

Lord Voldemort

He looked at her, a sneer creeping up his used-to-be handsome face. Lily, (who was in front of Harry) raised her wand. She shot a curse, but it somehow got sucked-up. It looked as though he had a barrier. The bastard wasn't even man enough to take on a few curses!

Voldemort's sneer soon became a smirk, as an heir of Slytherin would always do.

"My, my . . . feisty are we? Now move.", he drawled.

"No." came the deathly whisper of Lily Potter.

He raised an eyebrow, "No?"

"I said NO!", and just as Lily was about to flung another curse, Voldemort said one first.

"Expelliarmus!" Voldemort shouted.

Lily's wand flew out of her hand; he caught it deftly and snapped it in two.

"No. . ." she whispered.

There's no hope now. . .he'll kill Harry for sure, she thought.

Though, Lily gathered up the rest of the courage she had left which came of years of being a Gryffindor, and faced Voldemort without a trace of fear on her beautiful face.

"You are so low . . . how can you kill an innocent little boy? He doesn't even know what he is!", Lily cried out.

"Oh but he will, you see, if he's grown and full of his powers, he will try and defeat me! And you two, James and you, were an incredibly powerful witch and wizard! Imagine what would happen if he used all that power against me!"

"You know he'll defeat you with-it or with-out-it!"

Then Lily bulged out her eyes, as if finding out a deadly secret.

"You knew what James was in the first place! Didn't you?! You found out, by the ring!" Lily shrieked.

"Yes, and so what if I did?" --he said calmly-- "Its not as if his son will have the equal power he did!"

"Oh, you know very well Tom, that it runs in the blood! If the father hands it down to the son, his very own son will be even more powerful than his own father and mother combined! And it will form before he is age one!"

Voldemort ignored her, obviously pissed.

Lily was getting desperate now, very. Tears started to form in her bright green eyes.

"Now move!" Voldemort yelled.

"Not Harry, not Harry, please not Harry!"

"Stand aside, you silly girl . . . stand aside, now. . . ."

"Not Harry, please no, take me, kill me instead --"

Voldemort now raised his wand.

"Not Harry! Please . . . have mercy . . . have mercy. . . ."

"AVADA KEDAVRA!" Voldemort yelled.

A green light emitted from his wand and onto Lily. Voldemort laughed his shrilled laugh while he watched Lily scream in vain. A few seconds later, Lily and James Potter were no more.

"And now, onto you. . . ." Voldemort whispered, advancing in Harry.

Baby Harry just looked at him with his big bright green eyes, innocently. Voldemort sneered in disgust.

"So your the one they say, will bring my downfall?", he thought out loud.

"But, he is just a child! No matter, I will get rid of him soon enough. . . ."

He raised his wand once again to perform the deadly spell.

"AVADA KEDAVRA!"

Green light immediately came out of Voldemort's wand and hit Harry squarely in the forehead. Baby Harry started to cry because of the pain. But, the light temporarily stayed there; Voldemort's eyes widened in surprise. He tried to jerk it away.

Why won't this thing move?! , He thought.

Soon, the light bounced off little Harry ( who was now bleeding where he hit him) and went to Voldemort, totally ruining his body. By making him a mere ghost of particles. He then left. The baby still continued to cry, or more like scream.

*~*~*

"AHHH!" said Harry, while clutching his scar.

"Harry! Harry! Please wake up! Please wake up!" said Hermione.

Harry bolted his eyes open, twitching uncontrollably; shivering too.

"Harry are you alright?!" said Hermione.

And she picked up Harry's upper body and rested it on her lap. He continued to twitch and shiver. Hermione started to 'shh' him. Telling him that everything will be alright. But Harry, shook his head frantically.

"No. Need - see - Dumbledore" , he said while getting up.

"No! Your staying right here, Harry!" Hermione said stubbornly.

"NO! Dumbledore - NOW!" Harry started to run to the portrait hole, when at the same time, Ron cam in.

"Woah! What's with all the rushing Harry?" Ron said, stopping Harry in his tracks. Harry was finally able to speak right.

"Ron, I have to go to Dumbledore's office now! It's an emergency!"

Ron and Hermione paled, now understanding and following Harry all the way to the Stone Gargoyle that hid the entrance to Dumbledore's office. The password came immediately to Harry.

"Drooble's Best Blowing Gum"

And the Gargoyle sprang to life and moved aside. Both Ron and Hermione looked at Harry questioningly. But he dismissed it and went hurrying up to Dumbledore's office. Hearing the stone figure slowing return to its pace behind him.

Harry knocked on the door.

"Come in", came Dumbledore's tired voice.

The trio entered the beautifully decorated room and sat down, Ron and Hermione following him. Slowly closing the door behind her.

"Now, what brings you to my office Harry? Today is a day of relaxation. . . .", he said smiling.

"Umm . . . well, Professor Dumbledore, I had a dream . . . or at least, I think it was. . . ."

The Professor's smile suddenly vanished.

"What was it about Harry?", he asked.

"My parents. I think it was their last moments. . . ."

A/N: MWAHAHAHAHA!!!!!! I did a cliffy! Yay! *dances around* Okay, I hope that will hold you guys down for awhile. It took me the whole bloody morning to write this. Grr. . .

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