Chapter 21
"Where is he?"
"Is he ok?"
"What the hell happened?"
"Calm down. Harry's fine, he's in infirmary and I bet he would be more than willing to tell you the whole story."
What had happened? Whose voices did he hear? What was going on? He opened his eyes, but closed them immediately. The light out there was just too bright. He opened his eyes again and this time the light was softer to his eyes. A door opened.
"Ah, Mr Potter. I see you're awake." A voice said.
"HARRY!" Another voice yelled and he was pulled in a hug.
"Lisa! Let him go." Harry heard his mother's voice say.
As soon as it got through to him that his sister was squeezing him to death, he returned her hug just as deadly.
"I would love to let him go, but I think I'll get squashed first."
Two people cuddled.
"It's nice of you people to be here and all, but I would appreciate it if I could see you."
This made two people laugh and two cuddle, but his glasses were slipped onto his face none the less.
"Thanks, Liz."
"No problem."
He let his eyes slight across the room. His parents stood next to Dumbledore and Lisa had set herself down on his bed.
"Where are Keith and Sean?"
"Dumped with Remus." James grinned. "Lisa wasn't supposed to be here, but you know her, she kept whining until we let her come."
"Tell us what happened, Harry, please?" Elisabeth whinned.
"Would you believe me if I said you helped?"
"Elisabeth Potter, what did you do?" Lily asked sternly.
"Nothing and if I did I wouldn't have a clue."
"I only asked her if she knew who Nicolas Flamel was, that's all, but if she hadn't told me, this would never have happened."
"Could you tell us what happened, because I don't have a clue what you are talking about." James complained.
"Nicolas Flamel is the only known maker of the Philosopher's Stone. Harry told me during the Christmas Holiday that he, Ron and Hermione had reason to believe it was at Hogwarts and that Sn-someone wanted to steal it." Lisa answered.
"Sn-someone? Is that a word?" James joked.
"I think what she means is that Harry had suspected someone, but Elisabeth doesn't want to name that person." Dumbledore said.
"Why would she do that?" Lily asked.
"Because he was wrong?" Lisa said sweetly.
"Well, if you knew, you could have told me." Harry defended.
"I warned you, but you wouldn't listen!" His sister exclaimed.
"You didn't give me a reason not to suspect him."
"I told you that you might be wrong, but did you listen? No."
"Could you please continue with the story?" Lily asked.
"Well, by snooping around a bit, we found out that we were right and that the stone was protected by Fluffy and some enchantments. With some more snooping around we found a way around Fluffy and when we found out Dumbledore had left Hogwarts we decided we would go and stop whoever was after the stone. That's all I know." Harry finished.
"Well, you successfully kept Professor Quirll away from the stone." Dumbledore smiled. "May I congratulate you with that."
"Thank you, but what happened to the stone?"
"It has been destroyed."
"But won't Flamel die?"
"Harry, he lived over six hundred years, don't tell me you wouldn't be tired of life after so long." Elisabeth exclaimed and Dumbledore chuckled.
"That is not how I would put it, but yes, it does catch the point. I can't wait to see the reaction of the teachers when you come to Hogwarts next year."
Elisabeth's face lit up.
"You mean that?"
"Of course, we wouldn't deny a brilliant student a place the second we get a chance to offer him or her one."
"Thanks, but I'm not brilliant, I'm just smart, that's all."
"Modesty, that's not something she got from me." James laughed.
"Uh, professor, can I ask something?" Harry asked.
"You already did." Dumbledore answered.
He smiled.
"I was wondering. Where are Ron and Hermione? Are they alright?"
"They're fine and they'll be glad to hear the same thing about you."
"Harry, promise me you will never, ever, do that again." Lily begged.
"Well, I guess I could do that, but I'm afraid that I might have to break that promise one day." Harry replied sweetly.
"Before you ask, I'll never make a promise like that, it would make life very BO-RING." Lisa put in.
"Exactly." Harry agreed.
"I don't care, now promise."
"Give up, Lils, you know you can't win." James sniggered.
"Yeah, I know, because you three corrupted them."
"I did no such thing. The honour is all Sirius'."
"Sure, it's always easy to blame the one that isn't here."
"I didn't think you would notice that, damn."
The other three laughed.
"Well, James, Lily, it was nice seeing you again, but I have some school business to attend to. I'll leave you now. Good day." Dumbledore said before leaving.
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"Harry! Over here!" Keith yelled.
Harry waved to acknowledge his brother and turned to Ron and Hermione.
"Write as soon as you can, both of you." Hermione opened her mouth to protest. "I know you don't have an owl, but we can get muggle post too, you know. Here, this is the address."
Harry pushed a piece of parchment in Hermione's hand.
"I'll write as soon as I can." She smiled.
"Dido." Ron said. "Well, I'm going to look for my family. See you."
"You'd better go and look for your family too, Hermione." Harry said. "My siblings are going to interrogate me, so I better get it over with as soon as possible. Talk to you."
"Bye Harry." Hermione replied
Harry began to walk to his family. Elisabeth once again drew him into a hug which he returned.
"I saw you barely a week ago. Do I have to be strangled every time you see me?" He joked.
"Probably." His sister replied.
"Liz, don't strangle Harry, he still has to tell us what happened." Sean whined.
"Yeah, we want to hear your story and we want to hear it now." Keith demanded.
"He can tell you on the way back home." Lily decided.
James took the trolley from Harry and the six of them walked to the car. They all got in and the whole way back to the Harmistle Harry told his story. Every few seconds one of his brothers would interrupt and as for more details. Harry was more than willing to give those.
Once they arrived back at the house, James levitated Harry's trunk to his room. Harry followed his father.
"Hey dad, could you put it at the end of my bed like at Hogwarts?" Harry asked.
"Sure, just check that I put it right."
"Why?"
"Just do it." James told his son with a mischievous glint in his eyes.
Harry practically ran up the winding-staircase and found and envelope on his pillow.
"What the?"
He reached out and opened it. His eyes widened as he saw what was in it.
A/N: Hope you liked it. Please review. Oh and if you got an idea for a protection charm or prank for Pandemonium, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, SHARE IT WITH ME. I promise I'll use it.
Another chapter to make you feel better. Get well soon, Joltje.
"Where is he?"
"Is he ok?"
"What the hell happened?"
"Calm down. Harry's fine, he's in infirmary and I bet he would be more than willing to tell you the whole story."
What had happened? Whose voices did he hear? What was going on? He opened his eyes, but closed them immediately. The light out there was just too bright. He opened his eyes again and this time the light was softer to his eyes. A door opened.
"Ah, Mr Potter. I see you're awake." A voice said.
"HARRY!" Another voice yelled and he was pulled in a hug.
"Lisa! Let him go." Harry heard his mother's voice say.
As soon as it got through to him that his sister was squeezing him to death, he returned her hug just as deadly.
"I would love to let him go, but I think I'll get squashed first."
Two people cuddled.
"It's nice of you people to be here and all, but I would appreciate it if I could see you."
This made two people laugh and two cuddle, but his glasses were slipped onto his face none the less.
"Thanks, Liz."
"No problem."
He let his eyes slight across the room. His parents stood next to Dumbledore and Lisa had set herself down on his bed.
"Where are Keith and Sean?"
"Dumped with Remus." James grinned. "Lisa wasn't supposed to be here, but you know her, she kept whining until we let her come."
"Tell us what happened, Harry, please?" Elisabeth whinned.
"Would you believe me if I said you helped?"
"Elisabeth Potter, what did you do?" Lily asked sternly.
"Nothing and if I did I wouldn't have a clue."
"I only asked her if she knew who Nicolas Flamel was, that's all, but if she hadn't told me, this would never have happened."
"Could you tell us what happened, because I don't have a clue what you are talking about." James complained.
"Nicolas Flamel is the only known maker of the Philosopher's Stone. Harry told me during the Christmas Holiday that he, Ron and Hermione had reason to believe it was at Hogwarts and that Sn-someone wanted to steal it." Lisa answered.
"Sn-someone? Is that a word?" James joked.
"I think what she means is that Harry had suspected someone, but Elisabeth doesn't want to name that person." Dumbledore said.
"Why would she do that?" Lily asked.
"Because he was wrong?" Lisa said sweetly.
"Well, if you knew, you could have told me." Harry defended.
"I warned you, but you wouldn't listen!" His sister exclaimed.
"You didn't give me a reason not to suspect him."
"I told you that you might be wrong, but did you listen? No."
"Could you please continue with the story?" Lily asked.
"Well, by snooping around a bit, we found out that we were right and that the stone was protected by Fluffy and some enchantments. With some more snooping around we found a way around Fluffy and when we found out Dumbledore had left Hogwarts we decided we would go and stop whoever was after the stone. That's all I know." Harry finished.
"Well, you successfully kept Professor Quirll away from the stone." Dumbledore smiled. "May I congratulate you with that."
"Thank you, but what happened to the stone?"
"It has been destroyed."
"But won't Flamel die?"
"Harry, he lived over six hundred years, don't tell me you wouldn't be tired of life after so long." Elisabeth exclaimed and Dumbledore chuckled.
"That is not how I would put it, but yes, it does catch the point. I can't wait to see the reaction of the teachers when you come to Hogwarts next year."
Elisabeth's face lit up.
"You mean that?"
"Of course, we wouldn't deny a brilliant student a place the second we get a chance to offer him or her one."
"Thanks, but I'm not brilliant, I'm just smart, that's all."
"Modesty, that's not something she got from me." James laughed.
"Uh, professor, can I ask something?" Harry asked.
"You already did." Dumbledore answered.
He smiled.
"I was wondering. Where are Ron and Hermione? Are they alright?"
"They're fine and they'll be glad to hear the same thing about you."
"Harry, promise me you will never, ever, do that again." Lily begged.
"Well, I guess I could do that, but I'm afraid that I might have to break that promise one day." Harry replied sweetly.
"Before you ask, I'll never make a promise like that, it would make life very BO-RING." Lisa put in.
"Exactly." Harry agreed.
"I don't care, now promise."
"Give up, Lils, you know you can't win." James sniggered.
"Yeah, I know, because you three corrupted them."
"I did no such thing. The honour is all Sirius'."
"Sure, it's always easy to blame the one that isn't here."
"I didn't think you would notice that, damn."
The other three laughed.
"Well, James, Lily, it was nice seeing you again, but I have some school business to attend to. I'll leave you now. Good day." Dumbledore said before leaving.
~~~~~~
"Harry! Over here!" Keith yelled.
Harry waved to acknowledge his brother and turned to Ron and Hermione.
"Write as soon as you can, both of you." Hermione opened her mouth to protest. "I know you don't have an owl, but we can get muggle post too, you know. Here, this is the address."
Harry pushed a piece of parchment in Hermione's hand.
"I'll write as soon as I can." She smiled.
"Dido." Ron said. "Well, I'm going to look for my family. See you."
"You'd better go and look for your family too, Hermione." Harry said. "My siblings are going to interrogate me, so I better get it over with as soon as possible. Talk to you."
"Bye Harry." Hermione replied
Harry began to walk to his family. Elisabeth once again drew him into a hug which he returned.
"I saw you barely a week ago. Do I have to be strangled every time you see me?" He joked.
"Probably." His sister replied.
"Liz, don't strangle Harry, he still has to tell us what happened." Sean whined.
"Yeah, we want to hear your story and we want to hear it now." Keith demanded.
"He can tell you on the way back home." Lily decided.
James took the trolley from Harry and the six of them walked to the car. They all got in and the whole way back to the Harmistle Harry told his story. Every few seconds one of his brothers would interrupt and as for more details. Harry was more than willing to give those.
Once they arrived back at the house, James levitated Harry's trunk to his room. Harry followed his father.
"Hey dad, could you put it at the end of my bed like at Hogwarts?" Harry asked.
"Sure, just check that I put it right."
"Why?"
"Just do it." James told his son with a mischievous glint in his eyes.
Harry practically ran up the winding-staircase and found and envelope on his pillow.
"What the?"
He reached out and opened it. His eyes widened as he saw what was in it.
A/N: Hope you liked it. Please review. Oh and if you got an idea for a protection charm or prank for Pandemonium, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, SHARE IT WITH ME. I promise I'll use it.
Another chapter to make you feel better. Get well soon, Joltje.