Author's note: Well, I just finished reading the Book Five of Harry Potter
and I found myself crying afterwards. Man! I can't take it! you might wanna
discover what I have crossed this fic with. Well, I would not give too much
information now.just read on. ^_^
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter nor the one I crossed with over with though I wish I do. (sighs) you can't get all the great stuff in the world.!_!
"" are for dialogs while '' are for thoughts
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" wake up boy or you'll miss breakfast." Someone rammed at Harry's door. " alright!" Harry grumbled and slipped off his bed. He then rubbed his emerald eyes and went out of his room. Harry was still not used to the new treatment he was being shown off but he likes it better than in the past. Now, he was allowed to watch T.V. anytime he pleases or eat whenever he fancies.
It all happened when he hopped off the Howgarts Express last week. "if we here that you are not treating Harry well, then you'll have to answer to us." he remembered Moody warned his Uncle Vernon. Harry chuckled a little.
His smiled vanished though when he arrived at the kitchen. At the table sat his fat Uncle Vernon, his horse-like Aunt Petunia and the whale-like creature who was his cousin, Dudley. Harry knows that somehow, he needs to take refuge in this house.
Harry took his seat and ate silently his bacon and eggs. " we're going to the mall. You will come with us." Uncle Vernon told him. Harry looked up to him. " I don't want to go." Harry said shortly. " but you have to or those grubby friends of you would think that-" Uncle Vernon started but Harry cut him off. " if you force me to do something that I don't like, then they shall hear about that and don't call them grubby for your information." Harry told him silently while eating. " but-" Vernon stammered but Petunia stopped him.
" it's much better this way." She told him. " but I don't like him alone here." Vernon told her. " then I'll just to go my friend's-" Harry said but Uncle Vernon glared at him. Harry noticed his uncle turning into a more purplish color. " you are not going anywhere. I mean, you can stay here and watch T.V. instead. You'd like that right, Harry?" Uncle Vernon said. Harry can see that he is controlling himself.
" I don't care but I'm not leaving." Harry told them. he finished his bacon and went straight to his room. He sighed. He can't exactly remember why ne needs to seek shelter in this place. ' calm down Harry. take it easy.' Harry told himself. " Sirius." Harry suddenly muttered. His heart dropped on his stomach. ' stupid Harry.Sirius is dead.you got that Harry.DEAD!!!!' his mind shouted. Harry collapsed on his bed, never quite remember how he dozed off.
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Harry was walking along a long dark corridor. Harry flinched. It almost looked like the one's in the Department of Mysteries. Even though his knees are shaking, he kept on walking and walking until he reached a staircase. He went up hesitantly while hearing a faint melody.
Harry eyes darted left and right while he took another step up, hearing the music more. He was almost at the top when he looked to his right and saw a house-elf's head hanging on a plaque beside him by the wall. " what the-" Harry gasped when he recognized who's head it belonged. " Kreacher." Harry muttered while looking intently at the head. Heart thumping, he dragged his feet to a landing.
The music was quite audible now and everything to Harry is dark except in a door illuminated from his right. Harry was quite deaf. He couldn't even hear his own footsteps. It felt like walking on cotton. He approached the door and clutched the knob.
It creaked when he tried to open it. Light came flooding his senses for the first time that Harry thought he might be blinded with the brightness overpowering him.
Harry struggled to open his eyes to see what's inside. the light was fading and he rubbed his eyes. a figure started to materialize though the waning light. Harry's view came to focus and saw a petite shape inside the room. He stepped inside and saw a clown in red.
Harry was stunned for the clown was holding Sirius dead body.
" w-who are you?" Harry asked and his voice was shaking. The clown gently placed Sirius' body on the floor then he straightened up.
" I-I said who are you." Harry asked again. An eerie silence filled the room. The music that he was hearing a few minutes ago was gone with the wind.
" who are you?" a voice suddenly rang inside the room. Harry took a step back. The voice belonged to a female.
" I-I asked you first." Harry stammered. His heart was pounding at his ears and he can barely breathe. The clown started to move. He turned around and Harry gasped at the sight. The clown had a solitary tear rolling down his cheeks.
Silence filled the room. Harry's mind was torn into two. He doesn't know if he's to run or stay because the clown looked dangerous.
The clown stared at him and smiled sadly. " Incognito!" he said in a high- pitched voice then everything disappeared in a blast of light.
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Harry woke up in a start. He was sweating mad. His heart was pounding against his chest as if it wanted release. ' hush Harry. it's just a dream.' Harry thought as he tried to regulate his breathing.
" no.I must be dreaming." He panted. " not now.I don't know how to use Occlumency properly." he added. He jolted up and ran downstairs to have a drink.
" calm down.take it easy." Harry murmured. He drank two glasses then went to the living room. The Dursleys left the fireplace unlit so that made the whole house a bit chilly. Harry slumped on the couch and stared at the telephone.
" what if I call Hermione?" Harry asked himself as the tension inside his body toned down. " I can't really use Hedwig now and the Floo Network is being monitored so the only way I can talk to one of them is through the phone." Harry said. he took a deep breath and resolved to go and call Hermione Granger.
" oh crap! I can't remember the phone number!" Harry cried out in despair. " stupid me!" Harry sighed. He grumpily took the T.V.'s remote control then turned the T.V. on. maybe somehow by watching the cartoons, he may be able to recall Hermione's number.
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A/N: ok that's the end of chapter one. Have you guessed? Nah! probably not! I know the start is a bit crappy but please bear with me.I really hope the good part is on the way ^_^
Hey! if you don't mind, visit e. I know you might think it's crappy and you might not understand some of the things is there but my friend worked hard on it. and look for the name Lizza De Guzman, Timothy Joy Peralta and Lynnette Almendrala. You might wanna know who the hell are they! ^_^
God bless!
Oh by the way, I killed Kreacher because I hate him, REALLY!!!!!!!
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter nor the one I crossed with over with though I wish I do. (sighs) you can't get all the great stuff in the world.!_!
"" are for dialogs while '' are for thoughts
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
" wake up boy or you'll miss breakfast." Someone rammed at Harry's door. " alright!" Harry grumbled and slipped off his bed. He then rubbed his emerald eyes and went out of his room. Harry was still not used to the new treatment he was being shown off but he likes it better than in the past. Now, he was allowed to watch T.V. anytime he pleases or eat whenever he fancies.
It all happened when he hopped off the Howgarts Express last week. "if we here that you are not treating Harry well, then you'll have to answer to us." he remembered Moody warned his Uncle Vernon. Harry chuckled a little.
His smiled vanished though when he arrived at the kitchen. At the table sat his fat Uncle Vernon, his horse-like Aunt Petunia and the whale-like creature who was his cousin, Dudley. Harry knows that somehow, he needs to take refuge in this house.
Harry took his seat and ate silently his bacon and eggs. " we're going to the mall. You will come with us." Uncle Vernon told him. Harry looked up to him. " I don't want to go." Harry said shortly. " but you have to or those grubby friends of you would think that-" Uncle Vernon started but Harry cut him off. " if you force me to do something that I don't like, then they shall hear about that and don't call them grubby for your information." Harry told him silently while eating. " but-" Vernon stammered but Petunia stopped him.
" it's much better this way." She told him. " but I don't like him alone here." Vernon told her. " then I'll just to go my friend's-" Harry said but Uncle Vernon glared at him. Harry noticed his uncle turning into a more purplish color. " you are not going anywhere. I mean, you can stay here and watch T.V. instead. You'd like that right, Harry?" Uncle Vernon said. Harry can see that he is controlling himself.
" I don't care but I'm not leaving." Harry told them. he finished his bacon and went straight to his room. He sighed. He can't exactly remember why ne needs to seek shelter in this place. ' calm down Harry. take it easy.' Harry told himself. " Sirius." Harry suddenly muttered. His heart dropped on his stomach. ' stupid Harry.Sirius is dead.you got that Harry.DEAD!!!!' his mind shouted. Harry collapsed on his bed, never quite remember how he dozed off.
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Harry was walking along a long dark corridor. Harry flinched. It almost looked like the one's in the Department of Mysteries. Even though his knees are shaking, he kept on walking and walking until he reached a staircase. He went up hesitantly while hearing a faint melody.
Harry eyes darted left and right while he took another step up, hearing the music more. He was almost at the top when he looked to his right and saw a house-elf's head hanging on a plaque beside him by the wall. " what the-" Harry gasped when he recognized who's head it belonged. " Kreacher." Harry muttered while looking intently at the head. Heart thumping, he dragged his feet to a landing.
The music was quite audible now and everything to Harry is dark except in a door illuminated from his right. Harry was quite deaf. He couldn't even hear his own footsteps. It felt like walking on cotton. He approached the door and clutched the knob.
It creaked when he tried to open it. Light came flooding his senses for the first time that Harry thought he might be blinded with the brightness overpowering him.
Harry struggled to open his eyes to see what's inside. the light was fading and he rubbed his eyes. a figure started to materialize though the waning light. Harry's view came to focus and saw a petite shape inside the room. He stepped inside and saw a clown in red.
Harry was stunned for the clown was holding Sirius dead body.
" w-who are you?" Harry asked and his voice was shaking. The clown gently placed Sirius' body on the floor then he straightened up.
" I-I said who are you." Harry asked again. An eerie silence filled the room. The music that he was hearing a few minutes ago was gone with the wind.
" who are you?" a voice suddenly rang inside the room. Harry took a step back. The voice belonged to a female.
" I-I asked you first." Harry stammered. His heart was pounding at his ears and he can barely breathe. The clown started to move. He turned around and Harry gasped at the sight. The clown had a solitary tear rolling down his cheeks.
Silence filled the room. Harry's mind was torn into two. He doesn't know if he's to run or stay because the clown looked dangerous.
The clown stared at him and smiled sadly. " Incognito!" he said in a high- pitched voice then everything disappeared in a blast of light.
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Harry woke up in a start. He was sweating mad. His heart was pounding against his chest as if it wanted release. ' hush Harry. it's just a dream.' Harry thought as he tried to regulate his breathing.
" no.I must be dreaming." He panted. " not now.I don't know how to use Occlumency properly." he added. He jolted up and ran downstairs to have a drink.
" calm down.take it easy." Harry murmured. He drank two glasses then went to the living room. The Dursleys left the fireplace unlit so that made the whole house a bit chilly. Harry slumped on the couch and stared at the telephone.
" what if I call Hermione?" Harry asked himself as the tension inside his body toned down. " I can't really use Hedwig now and the Floo Network is being monitored so the only way I can talk to one of them is through the phone." Harry said. he took a deep breath and resolved to go and call Hermione Granger.
" oh crap! I can't remember the phone number!" Harry cried out in despair. " stupid me!" Harry sighed. He grumpily took the T.V.'s remote control then turned the T.V. on. maybe somehow by watching the cartoons, he may be able to recall Hermione's number.
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A/N: ok that's the end of chapter one. Have you guessed? Nah! probably not! I know the start is a bit crappy but please bear with me.I really hope the good part is on the way ^_^
Hey! if you don't mind, visit e. I know you might think it's crappy and you might not understand some of the things is there but my friend worked hard on it. and look for the name Lizza De Guzman, Timothy Joy Peralta and Lynnette Almendrala. You might wanna know who the hell are they! ^_^
God bless!
Oh by the way, I killed Kreacher because I hate him, REALLY!!!!!!!