A/N I propably have a poor grammar but English isn't my first language after all. As I said earlier, I rather would write my other fic, Blind Trust but as it doesn't have get reviews and this gets :) I decided to give this fic a try instead.
Disclaimer: These are not mine and all of that. Thanks for the nice playthings anyway ;)
Imagine the end of the book 5 here. I don't want to copy it and all of you know already what happens there, I just let my imagination free from the point where the book ends.
Letters and Questions
Harry's summer had been relatively peaceful at least this far. After coming home from the station they had locked his trunk in the cupboard and pointed him with Hedwig in the little bedroom upstairs but even then he had been able to keep his wand. He had also tried to convince them of getting some parchment, ink and quills and after he had reminded them of his need to write his friends they had agreed and given these to him. The books weren't as easy to get. As uncle Vernon had put it, "They have spells in them, therefore they are magic-thing and you won't touch them under my roof!" They probably wouldn't have let him keep his wand either, if they had known it was in his pocket, not in his trunk and he was wise not shoving it to them.
After that he hadn't seen them much. They made it clear that they didn't want to see him more than necessary nor was he welcomed to eat with them but on the other hand, he was freely allowed to feed himself from the kitchen and move in the house. All in all this suited him well and the most of his time he had spent in his bedroom reading the letters from his friends or writing them. This year they had been much more open to him even if he wasn't sure if they were allowed that but anyways, Ron and Hermione had written him news-bits from the wizarding world and even from the Order, often in quite cryptical form. Especially Hermione's letters were quite obfuscated and Harry was quite sure she overlooked Ron's writings as well. He had almost liked his time now that he was allowed to do quite anything and now that he got some information and he had told this too to Hermione and Ron.
He also took walks in the nearby park. It was quite short distance away from Dursley's, and he had made sure he had at least couple different routes back there. Even then he wasn't there long times and not after dark. He remembered the last year's incident too well. At least Dudley had left him be, probably too scared to be near of him. A few days after coming back he had taken one of these walks and therefore missed a dark visitor who came to speak with aunt Petunia and when he came back there was some surprise waiting him. His schoolbooks and notes were in a nice row on the chipped desk with the list of his summer homework. Without any other sign of anyone visiting the room he couldn't tell what had happened but he could regocnise a hint when he saw one and started to read the list of homework. Most of them were essay-writing from various subjects and he mentally decided the order he would make them.
He remembered the discussion he had had with Snape before leaving Hogwarts and briefly thought he may have something to do with this but then he discarded the idea, Snape doing something, for him. That was ridiculous. When he told Ron and Hermione of this incident in his next letters Ron told him how sorry he was that he now didn't have a good reason of skipping the works and Hermione answered with a long letter where she told how fortunate it was and told what ideas and notes he had for some of the essays. Harry laughed when his friends acted just as he had assumed but he surprised himself being thankful of the possibility to do his schoolwork. At least now he had something sensible to do, other than fish information from the wizarding world and he thanked Hermione of her information, much to Ron's dismay. That gave him also other thinking than grieving Sirius and he was very grateful for whoever had given him his books back.
That wasn't the last surprise of the summer, as couple weeks later when he had just sent Hedwig away with letters to his friends there came black owl knocking his window. He opened the window and when he had untied the letter from its leg the owl hopped into Hedwig's perch as if it wanted answer. Harry opened the letter wondering who could have sent it and almost tripped the chair in surprise. The letter didn't have any name or sign which could have given away the sender but the handwriting was familiar. He had seen quite much of it in the chalkboard on his potion lessons so the sender would be Snape. But what would this man who hated him want to write him in the midst of the summer. Would this have something to do with the fact that now he knew all, he knew more than he had thought he would never reveal to anyone.
The contents of the letter was even bigger surprise. It just contained one question about potion making. Harry reread the letter to be sure he hadn't mistaken. The question wasn't easy even if it was quite simple and he just couldn't understand why his snarky professor had sent him this. After a moment of thinking he decided it was just some way of Snape to mock him and decided to forget the letter and put it away in his desk when the black owl screeched loudly. It quickly dawned to him the owl was waiting answer. Without knowing anything better to do he thought to give his professor a surprise and crabbed the potions-book to answer the question. When researching he noticed it was much easier to try to find an answer in a short question, than to write a foot long essay. The question was soon answered and he tied the answer, again without any names, to the owl and sent it away.
Harry had wondered the earlier question all the day but hadn't been able to tell about it to his friends until in his next letter. After a few hours the black owl was back with another letter. When Harry untied it and opened it he got another surprise. The letter was the same one he had written earlier, only now it had some markings in red ink and some text after his own writing. "I could have read this from any potions book. Answer to the next question and rewrite this one." And it has another not so easy question. This annoyed Harry, as it seemed to be the potions lessons played over, Snape telling him he didn't have any talent. Then he looked to his previous answer and noticed there weren't so many markings as he had accustomed and the markings really were in places he had been unsure already when writing the answer. But he didn't know how to make it better so he decided to take a look on the second question.
After finding the answers to the second question he took a look on the returned answer again and tried to think how to improve it. He reread the marked places and almost dropped the paper when he understood that when answering the second question he had read different things and on different perspective and there had been useful bits of information even for the first question. Information he had missed when searching answer solely on the first question. And admitting that Snape had probably known that really annoyed him. But why he had helped him. And idea started to dawn to him but he really didn't want to consider it. He reread the book again to get more information to the second question and found a few places where he improved that answer also and then he sent these with the black owl back where they had come from.
TBC
And thanks from the reviews for all of you, it seams that I really continued this :) And if someone has ideas for improving my summary please tell.
Disclaimer: These are not mine and all of that. Thanks for the nice playthings anyway ;)
Imagine the end of the book 5 here. I don't want to copy it and all of you know already what happens there, I just let my imagination free from the point where the book ends.
Letters and Questions
Harry's summer had been relatively peaceful at least this far. After coming home from the station they had locked his trunk in the cupboard and pointed him with Hedwig in the little bedroom upstairs but even then he had been able to keep his wand. He had also tried to convince them of getting some parchment, ink and quills and after he had reminded them of his need to write his friends they had agreed and given these to him. The books weren't as easy to get. As uncle Vernon had put it, "They have spells in them, therefore they are magic-thing and you won't touch them under my roof!" They probably wouldn't have let him keep his wand either, if they had known it was in his pocket, not in his trunk and he was wise not shoving it to them.
After that he hadn't seen them much. They made it clear that they didn't want to see him more than necessary nor was he welcomed to eat with them but on the other hand, he was freely allowed to feed himself from the kitchen and move in the house. All in all this suited him well and the most of his time he had spent in his bedroom reading the letters from his friends or writing them. This year they had been much more open to him even if he wasn't sure if they were allowed that but anyways, Ron and Hermione had written him news-bits from the wizarding world and even from the Order, often in quite cryptical form. Especially Hermione's letters were quite obfuscated and Harry was quite sure she overlooked Ron's writings as well. He had almost liked his time now that he was allowed to do quite anything and now that he got some information and he had told this too to Hermione and Ron.
He also took walks in the nearby park. It was quite short distance away from Dursley's, and he had made sure he had at least couple different routes back there. Even then he wasn't there long times and not after dark. He remembered the last year's incident too well. At least Dudley had left him be, probably too scared to be near of him. A few days after coming back he had taken one of these walks and therefore missed a dark visitor who came to speak with aunt Petunia and when he came back there was some surprise waiting him. His schoolbooks and notes were in a nice row on the chipped desk with the list of his summer homework. Without any other sign of anyone visiting the room he couldn't tell what had happened but he could regocnise a hint when he saw one and started to read the list of homework. Most of them were essay-writing from various subjects and he mentally decided the order he would make them.
He remembered the discussion he had had with Snape before leaving Hogwarts and briefly thought he may have something to do with this but then he discarded the idea, Snape doing something, for him. That was ridiculous. When he told Ron and Hermione of this incident in his next letters Ron told him how sorry he was that he now didn't have a good reason of skipping the works and Hermione answered with a long letter where she told how fortunate it was and told what ideas and notes he had for some of the essays. Harry laughed when his friends acted just as he had assumed but he surprised himself being thankful of the possibility to do his schoolwork. At least now he had something sensible to do, other than fish information from the wizarding world and he thanked Hermione of her information, much to Ron's dismay. That gave him also other thinking than grieving Sirius and he was very grateful for whoever had given him his books back.
That wasn't the last surprise of the summer, as couple weeks later when he had just sent Hedwig away with letters to his friends there came black owl knocking his window. He opened the window and when he had untied the letter from its leg the owl hopped into Hedwig's perch as if it wanted answer. Harry opened the letter wondering who could have sent it and almost tripped the chair in surprise. The letter didn't have any name or sign which could have given away the sender but the handwriting was familiar. He had seen quite much of it in the chalkboard on his potion lessons so the sender would be Snape. But what would this man who hated him want to write him in the midst of the summer. Would this have something to do with the fact that now he knew all, he knew more than he had thought he would never reveal to anyone.
The contents of the letter was even bigger surprise. It just contained one question about potion making. Harry reread the letter to be sure he hadn't mistaken. The question wasn't easy even if it was quite simple and he just couldn't understand why his snarky professor had sent him this. After a moment of thinking he decided it was just some way of Snape to mock him and decided to forget the letter and put it away in his desk when the black owl screeched loudly. It quickly dawned to him the owl was waiting answer. Without knowing anything better to do he thought to give his professor a surprise and crabbed the potions-book to answer the question. When researching he noticed it was much easier to try to find an answer in a short question, than to write a foot long essay. The question was soon answered and he tied the answer, again without any names, to the owl and sent it away.
Harry had wondered the earlier question all the day but hadn't been able to tell about it to his friends until in his next letter. After a few hours the black owl was back with another letter. When Harry untied it and opened it he got another surprise. The letter was the same one he had written earlier, only now it had some markings in red ink and some text after his own writing. "I could have read this from any potions book. Answer to the next question and rewrite this one." And it has another not so easy question. This annoyed Harry, as it seemed to be the potions lessons played over, Snape telling him he didn't have any talent. Then he looked to his previous answer and noticed there weren't so many markings as he had accustomed and the markings really were in places he had been unsure already when writing the answer. But he didn't know how to make it better so he decided to take a look on the second question.
After finding the answers to the second question he took a look on the returned answer again and tried to think how to improve it. He reread the marked places and almost dropped the paper when he understood that when answering the second question he had read different things and on different perspective and there had been useful bits of information even for the first question. Information he had missed when searching answer solely on the first question. And admitting that Snape had probably known that really annoyed him. But why he had helped him. And idea started to dawn to him but he really didn't want to consider it. He reread the book again to get more information to the second question and found a few places where he improved that answer also and then he sent these with the black owl back where they had come from.
TBC
And thanks from the reviews for all of you, it seams that I really continued this :) And if someone has ideas for improving my summary please tell.