Chapter 2: The Transformation
Harry couldn't register where he was or how he had gotten there. All he knew was that he was surrounded in a glass circle, and was in a great deal of pain.
"Dumbldor! He just disappeared. There was nothing I could do. One moment he was there, one moment he wasn't!"
But, the old professor didn't seem interested in was Remus Lupin was saying. Instead, he was staring at Harry wand. It started to glow a faint green, and a beautiful and relaxing song was coming out of if. Dumbledor started to laugh. He kept on going longer and longer until he was literally rolling around on the floor.
"What is so funny?" shouted Lupin. But, instead of answering his question, the old wizard strode out of his office.
Word started to go around that the Boy Who Lived disappeared and joined Lord Voldemort. Dubledor, however, addressed the wizarding community and told them otherwise. He just stated that he knew where Harry was and how he was, but just would not tell the public. Not even the Weasley's or the Aurors knew where he was. The only ones who knew were Dubledor and the Pheonix's.
It was Harry's birthday, but nobody started decorating because they all knew that Harry wasn't going to be there. Dubledor, however, kept telling them to start making preporations just incase he arrived.
Back at Hogwarts, Dumbledor started pacing his office. It was definitely the day. Harry would definitely come back today. Fawkes had told him that. It was so obvious, but yet, it was almost midnight.
As if hearing a call, he suddenly strode out of the door and made his way to the Gryfindor dormitories. Why hadn't it occurred to him before? He walked strait up to Harry's bed and saw him sleeping there, while glowing a bright emerald green. Then, all of a sudden, his eyes popped open. The transformation was complete.
Harry couldn't register where he was or how he had gotten there. All he knew was that he was surrounded in a glass circle, and was in a great deal of pain.
"Dumbldor! He just disappeared. There was nothing I could do. One moment he was there, one moment he wasn't!"
But, the old professor didn't seem interested in was Remus Lupin was saying. Instead, he was staring at Harry wand. It started to glow a faint green, and a beautiful and relaxing song was coming out of if. Dumbledor started to laugh. He kept on going longer and longer until he was literally rolling around on the floor.
"What is so funny?" shouted Lupin. But, instead of answering his question, the old wizard strode out of his office.
Word started to go around that the Boy Who Lived disappeared and joined Lord Voldemort. Dubledor, however, addressed the wizarding community and told them otherwise. He just stated that he knew where Harry was and how he was, but just would not tell the public. Not even the Weasley's or the Aurors knew where he was. The only ones who knew were Dubledor and the Pheonix's.
It was Harry's birthday, but nobody started decorating because they all knew that Harry wasn't going to be there. Dubledor, however, kept telling them to start making preporations just incase he arrived.
Back at Hogwarts, Dumbledor started pacing his office. It was definitely the day. Harry would definitely come back today. Fawkes had told him that. It was so obvious, but yet, it was almost midnight.
As if hearing a call, he suddenly strode out of the door and made his way to the Gryfindor dormitories. Why hadn't it occurred to him before? He walked strait up to Harry's bed and saw him sleeping there, while glowing a bright emerald green. Then, all of a sudden, his eyes popped open. The transformation was complete.