Chapter 4: The Balance of Power is Revealed
"Wake up you two! You are going to be late!" yelled Mrs. Weasley through Harry and Ron's door. It was the morning of September the 1st, and it was the day to return to school. Harry groaned. The month at 12 Grimmauld Place seemed so short. He had discovered many of his powers late at night while every one was sleeping. He could now do Hand Magic, a branch of magic that was so hard to do because it was done without a wand and the person performing it needed a lot of mind power, and had learned how to apparate and disapperate. He also discovered that his patronus had changed, much to his dislike, but only while wearing the cloak. Without it his patronus was still his regular stag.
Realizing that he had been lying there for quite a while, Harry jumped up and got dressed in super fast speed. This was another talent he found that he had learned. It was just then when Harry realized that he didn't have all of his school supplies. Running downstairs, he addressed this issue with Mrs. Weasley.
"Well," she said, "Dumbledor has your books at school for you, along with your robes and another little surprise."
Harry wanted to ask what the special surprise was, but knew that Mrs. Weasley wouldn't tell him anyway, so he decided to just wait until he reached Hogwarts and ask Dumbledor when he arrived.
Soon Harry, Hermione, and the Weasley's, along with Harry's Guard were staring up at the Hogwarts Express. Several pairs of eyes kept looking at him from all directions. Had he really changed that much? Hermione pointed out to him that his eyes were even greener, his scar less visible, five inches taller, and now very muscular instead of being weak and skinny. It was just like he was another person entirely. Once Harry got on the train and had departed, Harry found a compartment directly contiguous with the prefect carriage where Ron and Hermione were getting their briefings.
Harry heard someone walk in the door. Looking up, he saw the entire DA staring at him.
"Wow," exclaimed Neville, "You look really good Harry. Stand up!"
As Harry stood up girls started whispering things like, "he is so hot!" and "look at his muscles" and even things like "I wonder if he will go out with me?" It was quite an embarrassing moment for Harry. Just at that moment though, the train came to an abrupt stop. Harry felt a cold feeling come over him. Dementors. The DA members followed his gaze up to the hundred Dementors standing over him. But Harry couldn't understand why he was hearing his mother screaming. He just realized it. His cloak was tucked underneath his robes. But why would this stop Harry from hearing the terrible moment over and over again in his head? He decided to think about this later and start to get into action. Harry disapperated and apperated into the changing room, then apparated behind the Dementors. It seemed as if all of the Aurors had apparated onto the train and started fighting, but is wasn't doing much good. They were too outnumbered. Harry seized his wand. Everyone seemed to freeze as they saw a hooded figure in a green cloak standing there. All they could see was his green eyes, penetrating that blackness underneath the hood. He screamed "EXPECTO PATRONUM." His phoenix flew out of his wand and started to sing, chasing all of the dementors away. Then, Harry disapperated, feeling like no one should figure out that he was the cloaked figure. He reappeared in his spot where he was before the Dementors had come and spoke to the DA members, " I think that they won't come back this trip."
A sigh of relief filled the compartment as Ron and Hermione came running in.
"Are you okay, Harry" Hermione asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine. I think that I just need to go up to the front of the train and talk to the driver. We should be starting off again. I think that I should also go make sure everyone is all right. Hermione, Ron, come with me to check the compartments." The trio silently left the compartment. Harry conjured a huge mound of chocolate and started to hand it out to everyone on the train.
The train started moving again and they were off to Hogwarts once more. When Harry got there though, Dumbledor called him to his office to talk to him about what had happened. "Why didn't I hear my parents saving my life when the dementors came. I mean, even though I was touching the cloak, I wasn't wearing it." "Harry, when you were transforming into this state over the period of three weeks, you learned magic and things happened to you that no one will be able to understand, even myself. I cannot answer your question." Thinking about this reply, anther question popped into his head. "Professor, what was that big surprise that you wanted to tell me about, and where are my books?"
"Come to me after the feast and I will talk to you more Harry. For
the moment though, we are late for the feast in the Great Hall." They made their way back down to the Great Hall. As everyone was already seated, Harry went to join Hermione and Ron, trying to ignore the heads all turning to look his way. He kept on hearing muttering about his looks and how he grew over the summer. He wished that they would just stop it and watch the sorting.
Welcome to a new year,
Let us hope it is happy,
But I fear the worst is coming,
And it cannot be forgotten
Though I don't like to do this duty,
I must because that is for what I was made,
I fear however that separating you
Will make the Dark Lord rise again,
In this time of peril,
The best thing to do is unite,
And don't be mislead by what others say,
Follow your instinct instead,
But now I must end this warning,
And tell you about the founders who made me,
For, all of you will be sorted anyway
Despite my effortless tries,
For all of those who are bold and daring,
In Gryfindor do you belong,
All of you who seek for fame and only are thirsty for power,
I will put you in Slytherin, where you will most be happy
If you are wise beyond your years,
In Ravenclaw do you belong,
And all of those who work hard,
I will sort you into Hufflepuff.
I warn you again,
There are difficult times coming,
And we all must stay together
Remember my warning,
For if forgotten, all of us will fall.
After this, all of the students started looking around at each other. What was coming that was so terrible? Every stopped whispering and returned their attention to the sorting. After all of the first years were sorted, Dumbledor began his speech.
"Welcome to another year at Hogwarts. I would like to mention that the Dark Forest is off limits to all students, and that Mr. Filch has added one hundred more items to the list, all of which are those bought from Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes." At this comment, a couple of the Gryfindors looked away from him, but Dumbledor continued, "All of you noticed the attack on the Hogwarts this evening, I suspect. You are all also probably wondering who the person who saved you from the dementors was too." At this, Harry looked down at his plate and said nothing to either Hermione or Ron. "I will not tell you who this person was. I can only tell you that he is a miracle and that he hasn't been seen since the time of the dragons."
With this comment, a wave of muttering erupted in the hall. The time of the dragons was the first recorded history of mankind. Who was this person?
"Let the feast begin!"
"Wake up you two! You are going to be late!" yelled Mrs. Weasley through Harry and Ron's door. It was the morning of September the 1st, and it was the day to return to school. Harry groaned. The month at 12 Grimmauld Place seemed so short. He had discovered many of his powers late at night while every one was sleeping. He could now do Hand Magic, a branch of magic that was so hard to do because it was done without a wand and the person performing it needed a lot of mind power, and had learned how to apparate and disapperate. He also discovered that his patronus had changed, much to his dislike, but only while wearing the cloak. Without it his patronus was still his regular stag.
Realizing that he had been lying there for quite a while, Harry jumped up and got dressed in super fast speed. This was another talent he found that he had learned. It was just then when Harry realized that he didn't have all of his school supplies. Running downstairs, he addressed this issue with Mrs. Weasley.
"Well," she said, "Dumbledor has your books at school for you, along with your robes and another little surprise."
Harry wanted to ask what the special surprise was, but knew that Mrs. Weasley wouldn't tell him anyway, so he decided to just wait until he reached Hogwarts and ask Dumbledor when he arrived.
Soon Harry, Hermione, and the Weasley's, along with Harry's Guard were staring up at the Hogwarts Express. Several pairs of eyes kept looking at him from all directions. Had he really changed that much? Hermione pointed out to him that his eyes were even greener, his scar less visible, five inches taller, and now very muscular instead of being weak and skinny. It was just like he was another person entirely. Once Harry got on the train and had departed, Harry found a compartment directly contiguous with the prefect carriage where Ron and Hermione were getting their briefings.
Harry heard someone walk in the door. Looking up, he saw the entire DA staring at him.
"Wow," exclaimed Neville, "You look really good Harry. Stand up!"
As Harry stood up girls started whispering things like, "he is so hot!" and "look at his muscles" and even things like "I wonder if he will go out with me?" It was quite an embarrassing moment for Harry. Just at that moment though, the train came to an abrupt stop. Harry felt a cold feeling come over him. Dementors. The DA members followed his gaze up to the hundred Dementors standing over him. But Harry couldn't understand why he was hearing his mother screaming. He just realized it. His cloak was tucked underneath his robes. But why would this stop Harry from hearing the terrible moment over and over again in his head? He decided to think about this later and start to get into action. Harry disapperated and apperated into the changing room, then apparated behind the Dementors. It seemed as if all of the Aurors had apparated onto the train and started fighting, but is wasn't doing much good. They were too outnumbered. Harry seized his wand. Everyone seemed to freeze as they saw a hooded figure in a green cloak standing there. All they could see was his green eyes, penetrating that blackness underneath the hood. He screamed "EXPECTO PATRONUM." His phoenix flew out of his wand and started to sing, chasing all of the dementors away. Then, Harry disapperated, feeling like no one should figure out that he was the cloaked figure. He reappeared in his spot where he was before the Dementors had come and spoke to the DA members, " I think that they won't come back this trip."
A sigh of relief filled the compartment as Ron and Hermione came running in.
"Are you okay, Harry" Hermione asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine. I think that I just need to go up to the front of the train and talk to the driver. We should be starting off again. I think that I should also go make sure everyone is all right. Hermione, Ron, come with me to check the compartments." The trio silently left the compartment. Harry conjured a huge mound of chocolate and started to hand it out to everyone on the train.
The train started moving again and they were off to Hogwarts once more. When Harry got there though, Dumbledor called him to his office to talk to him about what had happened. "Why didn't I hear my parents saving my life when the dementors came. I mean, even though I was touching the cloak, I wasn't wearing it." "Harry, when you were transforming into this state over the period of three weeks, you learned magic and things happened to you that no one will be able to understand, even myself. I cannot answer your question." Thinking about this reply, anther question popped into his head. "Professor, what was that big surprise that you wanted to tell me about, and where are my books?"
"Come to me after the feast and I will talk to you more Harry. For
the moment though, we are late for the feast in the Great Hall." They made their way back down to the Great Hall. As everyone was already seated, Harry went to join Hermione and Ron, trying to ignore the heads all turning to look his way. He kept on hearing muttering about his looks and how he grew over the summer. He wished that they would just stop it and watch the sorting.
Welcome to a new year,
Let us hope it is happy,
But I fear the worst is coming,
And it cannot be forgotten
Though I don't like to do this duty,
I must because that is for what I was made,
I fear however that separating you
Will make the Dark Lord rise again,
In this time of peril,
The best thing to do is unite,
And don't be mislead by what others say,
Follow your instinct instead,
But now I must end this warning,
And tell you about the founders who made me,
For, all of you will be sorted anyway
Despite my effortless tries,
For all of those who are bold and daring,
In Gryfindor do you belong,
All of you who seek for fame and only are thirsty for power,
I will put you in Slytherin, where you will most be happy
If you are wise beyond your years,
In Ravenclaw do you belong,
And all of those who work hard,
I will sort you into Hufflepuff.
I warn you again,
There are difficult times coming,
And we all must stay together
Remember my warning,
For if forgotten, all of us will fall.
After this, all of the students started looking around at each other. What was coming that was so terrible? Every stopped whispering and returned their attention to the sorting. After all of the first years were sorted, Dumbledor began his speech.
"Welcome to another year at Hogwarts. I would like to mention that the Dark Forest is off limits to all students, and that Mr. Filch has added one hundred more items to the list, all of which are those bought from Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes." At this comment, a couple of the Gryfindors looked away from him, but Dumbledor continued, "All of you noticed the attack on the Hogwarts this evening, I suspect. You are all also probably wondering who the person who saved you from the dementors was too." At this, Harry looked down at his plate and said nothing to either Hermione or Ron. "I will not tell you who this person was. I can only tell you that he is a miracle and that he hasn't been seen since the time of the dragons."
With this comment, a wave of muttering erupted in the hall. The time of the dragons was the first recorded history of mankind. Who was this person?
"Let the feast begin!"