Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter (unfortunately!) It's J.k. Rowlings
not mine.
Summary: Our version of the not yet written 6th book! Something's going on between two professors and Harry, Hermione and Ron are trying to figure it out!
*note* this story was written by me AND my friend Danni.
Harry sat alone his dark cupboard, poking at a spider web. His black hair, mangled and knotted, hadn't been brushed or combed in days. He sighed a lonely, sad sigh and his stomach grumbled in an agreeing way. Harry had been sent back to the Dursley's for the summer and his relatives had obvious gone crazy while he was gone. He hadn't been fed in two days and Harry swore he could feel bugs in his bed.
"Maybe Voldemort got to them while I was gone," Harry thought to himself.
Maybe he did. Or maybe he didn't. All Harry knew was that he was hungry and he desperately wanted to see Ron and Hermione again.
Through the crack in the door he could hear the rain beating on the windows. It sounded like it had been raining for weeks. Suddenly, the door creaked open and the pale, ghostly face of Uncle Vernon appeared in the darkness.
"Go get yourself a shower boy!" he growled, "THEY are coming for you soon."
Harry's heart lightened at the thought. A nice warm shower! He grabbed a change of clothes and headed for the tiny bathroom on the second floor. Harry quickly undressed in anticipation. He turned on the steaming hot water and sighed as the drops touched his skin.
"Ahhhhh.This is the life! I wonder when they're coming for me," Harry thought to himself.
He stepped out of the shower and dried himself off with a towel. He quickly dressed and ran down the stairs struggling to zip his pants up.
"YARGHHAAAA!!!" Harry screamed as he fell onto the floor with a thud, landing at Ron's feet, "Hi Ron! Hi Hermione!"
They had arrived. One month without them and they had finally come. Hermione giggled as Harry hoisted himself up onto his feet with his fly half undone.
"Um. Harry?" Hermione said pointing down and stifling a giggle.
Harry blushed and zipped his pants up. He laughed and asked them why they were here.
"Didn't you get the letter?" Ron inquired. "No...." Harry said suspiciously as he looked towards the Dursleys.
"Well, we sent tons!" Hermione exclaimed.
"I know!" grumbled Uncle Vernon, handing Harry a stack of letters that was almost as tall as Dudley.
"But- Why didn't you- What about- Huh?" Harry said very confused, "Why did you keep them from me!"
"D-d-d-don't blow anyone up but. em. We didn't want to you to talk to THEM!" Vernon stuttered putting his thumb over his shoulder towards Ron and Hermione.
"Well we better get going! Mum and Ginny are waiting in the car!" Ron said as he grabbed Harry's arm pulling him out the door.
"Packed and ready to go! Finally getting rid of the Potter kid!" Dudley said with a grin as he handed Hermione Harry's trunk.
Summary: Our version of the not yet written 6th book! Something's going on between two professors and Harry, Hermione and Ron are trying to figure it out!
*note* this story was written by me AND my friend Danni.
Harry sat alone his dark cupboard, poking at a spider web. His black hair, mangled and knotted, hadn't been brushed or combed in days. He sighed a lonely, sad sigh and his stomach grumbled in an agreeing way. Harry had been sent back to the Dursley's for the summer and his relatives had obvious gone crazy while he was gone. He hadn't been fed in two days and Harry swore he could feel bugs in his bed.
"Maybe Voldemort got to them while I was gone," Harry thought to himself.
Maybe he did. Or maybe he didn't. All Harry knew was that he was hungry and he desperately wanted to see Ron and Hermione again.
Through the crack in the door he could hear the rain beating on the windows. It sounded like it had been raining for weeks. Suddenly, the door creaked open and the pale, ghostly face of Uncle Vernon appeared in the darkness.
"Go get yourself a shower boy!" he growled, "THEY are coming for you soon."
Harry's heart lightened at the thought. A nice warm shower! He grabbed a change of clothes and headed for the tiny bathroom on the second floor. Harry quickly undressed in anticipation. He turned on the steaming hot water and sighed as the drops touched his skin.
"Ahhhhh.This is the life! I wonder when they're coming for me," Harry thought to himself.
He stepped out of the shower and dried himself off with a towel. He quickly dressed and ran down the stairs struggling to zip his pants up.
"YARGHHAAAA!!!" Harry screamed as he fell onto the floor with a thud, landing at Ron's feet, "Hi Ron! Hi Hermione!"
They had arrived. One month without them and they had finally come. Hermione giggled as Harry hoisted himself up onto his feet with his fly half undone.
"Um. Harry?" Hermione said pointing down and stifling a giggle.
Harry blushed and zipped his pants up. He laughed and asked them why they were here.
"Didn't you get the letter?" Ron inquired. "No...." Harry said suspiciously as he looked towards the Dursleys.
"Well, we sent tons!" Hermione exclaimed.
"I know!" grumbled Uncle Vernon, handing Harry a stack of letters that was almost as tall as Dudley.
"But- Why didn't you- What about- Huh?" Harry said very confused, "Why did you keep them from me!"
"D-d-d-don't blow anyone up but. em. We didn't want to you to talk to THEM!" Vernon stuttered putting his thumb over his shoulder towards Ron and Hermione.
"Well we better get going! Mum and Ginny are waiting in the car!" Ron said as he grabbed Harry's arm pulling him out the door.
"Packed and ready to go! Finally getting rid of the Potter kid!" Dudley said with a grin as he handed Hermione Harry's trunk.