Cold Fire
Note: This has to do with Chapter 10 and 11...but not much..I mean just barely.. Ok, it doesn't really.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter! :) If I did, then it would not be a childrens book! :)
Chapter 13
-An Unlucky Day All Around-
Thirteen is unlucky number, right? James Potter has always been cautious around it. For as long as he could remember it has brought him bad luck. Today was not any different. It was the thirteenth of September in his sixth year when Sirius had given him a spell. This spell completely changed his life.
"Oy, Snape! Go Away!"
"I can't Potter! It's that damn spell of Black's!"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Sirius and James had been in Potions class that day, and the teacher was late, luckily. Sirius grinned.
"Hey James, I found a spell that may come in handy right now." James raised an eyebrow.
"Really?"
"Yeah! It finishes your homework for you!" Sirius gave him a small, folded scrap of parchment. James carefully unfolded it, whistled quietly in amazement and then read the spell aloud.
"Ramalamakadingydadingdongshooeywooeyrobpadedmafreakerweakerminitinkerlabafoidoihoitytoityprankmapookeywookeysugarbobjinglewingleteenyweenyzzzzzssssslytherinssuckshobopyippitydopshoebobarambopshhhsupercalifragilisticexpealidociousbackwardsuicoditaepxecitsiligarfilacrepusshhhh…….it."
"Now that's a spell." Remus commented lightly. There was a large cloud of red smoke that surrounded the entire class. When the smoke cleared, random students were stuck together. James and Severus, Sirius and Remus, Peter and Lily, Lucius and Narcissa.
"Oh no. Not you!" James said loudly.
"Hmph. Glad the feeling's mutual." Remus was having an interesting conversation with Sirius.
"Sirius! What did you do?....Uh, Sirius.. Don't put you hand there.. Ack! I said DON'T!!"
"Heh, sorry Remus. But it's so much fun."
"That's what you said about the air guitar while you were jumping on the bed."
"It's not my fault the bed broke.."
"Then whose fault was it? The house-elves?"
"Uh, yeah." Sirius looked over to Lily who had just cracked up laughing.
"Oh gosh! Everyone was wondering what that crash was! We just assumed.." her laughing soon stopped her from speaking.
"Assumed what?" Asked Peter.
"Er, forget it Peter."
"Forget what James?"
"There ya go."
"Huh?"
Professor Flitwick came into the class. Flitwick looked shocked at the state of his students. He blew a piece of brown hair from his face.
"What is going on here?" He demanded squeakily.
"Sir, Black gave Potter a spell which did this." Narcissa said from her spot next to Lucius. She didn't really mind it though. Most of the girls and some of the boys thought that Lucius was devilishly handsome. Lily Evans thought that these people were idiotic fools.
_____________________________________________
It was September 13th and Harry was looking through an old photo album of his. He, Hermione, and Ron had started keeping it during their fifth year. Dozens of pictures of Ron and Hermione grinned and waved at him. Harry turned the page to a single picture. The day Ron had gotten the Chaser position on the Gryffindor Quidditch team. Tears rolled down Harry's cheek. He missed Ron. Harry felt a pair of arms around him and he leaned back into the waiting embrace of Draco.
"Shh. It's ok, Love."
"He's gone. Ron's gone."
It was true. Harry, Lori, Neville, Ginny, Hermione and everyone else in Ron's extended family had received letters from a woman named Kokariya. It had simply said that Ronald Weasley was dead and he wasn't coming back.
______________________________________________
James Potter wondered around looking for a familiar place, or a face. He saw nobody that he knew or any place that was familiar. He had no idea where he was. It was September 13th and he had been back on Earth for 12 days. He wondered to himself when he would stumble across a wizarding town, or someone that knew him. Everyone else had run in the other direction screaming, "GHOST!!"
James wasn't really offended because he wasn't a ghost. But, then again, he wasn't alive either. He had also wondered to himself when he would continue on in the world. Would he leave for the afterlife? He hoped so, it was dead (no pun intended) depressing.
The 'spirit' blinked. Was that Hogsmeade? Could it possibly be? Nah, it couldn't be. But, it was. There was the shack, and Zonko's and Honeydukes. He grinned and raced to the village.
~*~*~*~*
I'd like to thank everyone who has reviewed my fic.
You tolerate me! You really tolerate me! :)
I have three special thank yous!^_^
First to Ember: for the idea of the air guitar on the bed. and for sticking up for me! You have no idea how much that means to me! Thank you soo much!!
Second to ClarKe RaVen: ^^ How can put this? *squeaks* Thank you so friggin much!! I loved your last your review. Ask as many questions as you want, no guarantees that I'll answer it... Actually, I'm kidding. I'll answer probably. The adults are coming soon! Like, next chapter. or one after that. Thanks again!
Third to Princess Of Mirrors: *grins* no offense.. but you're really short! Sorry.. Im just joking! You're not short! Thanks for review my fic so many times, I'm glad somebody like it! Thankies!!
Note: This has to do with Chapter 10 and 11...but not much..I mean just barely.. Ok, it doesn't really.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter! :) If I did, then it would not be a childrens book! :)
Chapter 13
-An Unlucky Day All Around-
Thirteen is unlucky number, right? James Potter has always been cautious around it. For as long as he could remember it has brought him bad luck. Today was not any different. It was the thirteenth of September in his sixth year when Sirius had given him a spell. This spell completely changed his life.
"Oy, Snape! Go Away!"
"I can't Potter! It's that damn spell of Black's!"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Sirius and James had been in Potions class that day, and the teacher was late, luckily. Sirius grinned.
"Hey James, I found a spell that may come in handy right now." James raised an eyebrow.
"Really?"
"Yeah! It finishes your homework for you!" Sirius gave him a small, folded scrap of parchment. James carefully unfolded it, whistled quietly in amazement and then read the spell aloud.
"Ramalamakadingydadingdongshooeywooeyrobpadedmafreakerweakerminitinkerlabafoidoihoitytoityprankmapookeywookeysugarbobjinglewingleteenyweenyzzzzzssssslytherinssuckshobopyippitydopshoebobarambopshhhsupercalifragilisticexpealidociousbackwardsuicoditaepxecitsiligarfilacrepusshhhh…….it."
"Now that's a spell." Remus commented lightly. There was a large cloud of red smoke that surrounded the entire class. When the smoke cleared, random students were stuck together. James and Severus, Sirius and Remus, Peter and Lily, Lucius and Narcissa.
"Oh no. Not you!" James said loudly.
"Hmph. Glad the feeling's mutual." Remus was having an interesting conversation with Sirius.
"Sirius! What did you do?....Uh, Sirius.. Don't put you hand there.. Ack! I said DON'T!!"
"Heh, sorry Remus. But it's so much fun."
"That's what you said about the air guitar while you were jumping on the bed."
"It's not my fault the bed broke.."
"Then whose fault was it? The house-elves?"
"Uh, yeah." Sirius looked over to Lily who had just cracked up laughing.
"Oh gosh! Everyone was wondering what that crash was! We just assumed.." her laughing soon stopped her from speaking.
"Assumed what?" Asked Peter.
"Er, forget it Peter."
"Forget what James?"
"There ya go."
"Huh?"
Professor Flitwick came into the class. Flitwick looked shocked at the state of his students. He blew a piece of brown hair from his face.
"What is going on here?" He demanded squeakily.
"Sir, Black gave Potter a spell which did this." Narcissa said from her spot next to Lucius. She didn't really mind it though. Most of the girls and some of the boys thought that Lucius was devilishly handsome. Lily Evans thought that these people were idiotic fools.
_____________________________________________
It was September 13th and Harry was looking through an old photo album of his. He, Hermione, and Ron had started keeping it during their fifth year. Dozens of pictures of Ron and Hermione grinned and waved at him. Harry turned the page to a single picture. The day Ron had gotten the Chaser position on the Gryffindor Quidditch team. Tears rolled down Harry's cheek. He missed Ron. Harry felt a pair of arms around him and he leaned back into the waiting embrace of Draco.
"Shh. It's ok, Love."
"He's gone. Ron's gone."
It was true. Harry, Lori, Neville, Ginny, Hermione and everyone else in Ron's extended family had received letters from a woman named Kokariya. It had simply said that Ronald Weasley was dead and he wasn't coming back.
______________________________________________
James Potter wondered around looking for a familiar place, or a face. He saw nobody that he knew or any place that was familiar. He had no idea where he was. It was September 13th and he had been back on Earth for 12 days. He wondered to himself when he would stumble across a wizarding town, or someone that knew him. Everyone else had run in the other direction screaming, "GHOST!!"
James wasn't really offended because he wasn't a ghost. But, then again, he wasn't alive either. He had also wondered to himself when he would continue on in the world. Would he leave for the afterlife? He hoped so, it was dead (no pun intended) depressing.
The 'spirit' blinked. Was that Hogsmeade? Could it possibly be? Nah, it couldn't be. But, it was. There was the shack, and Zonko's and Honeydukes. He grinned and raced to the village.
~*~*~*~*
I'd like to thank everyone who has reviewed my fic.
You tolerate me! You really tolerate me! :)
I have three special thank yous!^_^
First to Ember: for the idea of the air guitar on the bed. and for sticking up for me! You have no idea how much that means to me! Thank you soo much!!
Second to ClarKe RaVen: ^^ How can put this? *squeaks* Thank you so friggin much!! I loved your last your review. Ask as many questions as you want, no guarantees that I'll answer it... Actually, I'm kidding. I'll answer probably. The adults are coming soon! Like, next chapter. or one after that. Thanks again!
Third to Princess Of Mirrors: *grins* no offense.. but you're really short! Sorry.. Im just joking! You're not short! Thanks for review my fic so many times, I'm glad somebody like it! Thankies!!