Okay, so here's the eleventh chapter. Took a little longer for me to
update, I managed to almost cut off one finger when I was cooking dinner
the other day... A big thank you to all those who have reviewed, as I've said
earlier, I really do appreciate to hear what you think, so keep on
reviewing please : - ) btw, saw the new trailer for Harry Potter and the
prisoner of Azkaban... Very cool, can't it be June soon? Think it's going
to be a really good movie (wasn't sure about Gary Oldman playing Sirius,
but it might just work...), I am seriously looking forward to see it... You
should visit harrypotter.com, really cool site : - ) Oh, and I changed the
captain of the quidditch team to Katie Bell, I did it in the chapter The
new teacher as well... Just so you know...
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter and Co, JK Rowling does. Melinda Atwood and Aidan Gallagher are however are mine : - )
THE TRUTH ABOUT VAMPIRES
Harry was visited by Melinda Atwood, Charlie Weasley, Fred, George, Hermione, Ron and Mrs Weasley the next day. He had hoped to be able to talk to Melinda in private, but he never got the chance. Melinda sat by the side of his bed while Mrs Weasley fluffed his cushions, she seemed very worried and kept the discussion on things like school and such.
Fred and George gave him a few samples of their latest products and also an assortment of candy that they promised was real candy and not some joke product. Harry saved them for later, just in case. Mrs Weasley had baked a few pies; Hermione brought him home work and promised to help him catch up. Ron had some chocolate frog and a quidditch magazine with him. They left an hour later, mrs Weasley forced everyone (including Melinda) to leave Harry alone so he could rest.
Harry however was really tired of being forced to stay there, he didn't need anymore rest. He was fine now, so he tried to persuade Madame Pomfrey to let him go back to his lessons. But she wouldn't let him, and she seemed really annoyed so Harry didn't push the matter. The next day he was allowed back. And by that time, he wished he'd stayed at the hospital wing the rest of the term. People were once more pointing and staring at him, talking and whispering behind his back. How could he not have seen this coming? Of course people would start to talk again, after the incident at Hogsmeade. They seemed to actually be blaming him for the whole thing, and in a way they had the right to, Harry thought to himself. He was after all, despite what anyone else said, to blame for this...
Harry was in a really bad mood most of the time. He avoided Hermione and Ron, who were arguing more than usual. They really got on his nerves; he had so much to do and so little time to do it in. And then having everything else to think about, the prophecy, one of his teachers being a vampire, all that Professor Gallagher had told him, the dream he'd had, why Voldemort hadn't wanted him killed. Listening to them bicker was something he was not prepared to do.
He had visited Hagrid on his own, he felt bad he hadn't gotten around to it until now, but Hagrid was more than understanding, as usual. Besides, Harry met Hagrid at every lesson of care of magical animals. He hardly talked to Ron and Hermione, and they seemed stressed out and frustrated as well.
One day he sat all alone by a table in the library, as he'd done nearly every day lately. A group of Ravenclaw girls just walked by, and as they saw him they turned to each other and started to whisper. Harry tried not to think about it. Instead he tried to focus on his essay in History of magic. He couldn't concentrate though
The incident at Hogsmeade still had him confused, and angry. He'd wished intensely that he'd had his wand there in the forest. He would have killed her, he thought silently. That thought did scare him a bit, that he wouldn't hesitate to kill her. Bellatrix had killed Sirius, she was evil. She deserved to die, he thought.
After a while he got up and began walking along the shelves, looking at the titles. He was looking for a book about the subject of his essay. Bu after walking around the library a few times, he suddenly saw a title that caught his eye. He pulled the book with the title "Vampires, werewolves and other creatures of the night". He took it with him and sat down, looked through it, finding all sorts of different creatures. He'd never even heard of most of them. Then he found something of interest:
"Vampire: Originates from the Slavic word obyri or obiri, which evolved into the Bulgarian word 'vampir'.
Vampires are thought to be an undead that rises from the grave during the night to drink the blood of the living in order to stay 'alive', according to legend. In real life, vampires are certainly not undead, but another species of humans. They usually still have extraordinary powers: their strength and speed surpasses that of humans, and their senses are heightened to a preternatural level. Vampires do however have a need to drink blood, in order to stay alive. But mostly they feed off those who already dead, animals or humans. Of course there have been cases where vampires have killed and fed off humans.
Vampires can also be made in a variety of ways: a child born under certain omens and practising black magic are some activities thought to be the cause of vampirism.
They are however immortal, only by exposure to sunlight or by putting a stake through its heart can this creature of the night be killed..."
Harry looked up, that was quite different from the little he had heard about vampires. Hermione had been real busy, so they hadn't talked much more about it. Weirdly enough, since it was a pretty big thing. He wondered if Hermione had read this book.
He yawned, suddenly feeling very tired. The first match in quidditch was tomorrow, so he'd better get some rest. There was after all nothing to worry about really; if professor Gallagher was dangerous then Dumbledore wouldn't have hired him. With that in mind, he collected his books and put back 'vampires, werewolves and other creatures of the night' where he'd found it. Besides, that chapter about vampires made them seem not so terrifying anymore.
Harry was heading to the Gryffindor common room when he saw Melinda, to his surprise. He wondered what she was doing there, so he hid behind the corner of the opposite wall of the door. She was knocking on the door to a classroom, professor Gallagher's classroom. The professor opened, and Melinda gave him something, it seemed like a bag or something. They talked, Harry couldn't make out what they were talking about. Then moments later, Melinda turned into a single black raven and flew off. Professor Gallagher watched her as she flew towards the full moon, then he went inside.
Harry waited in that very spot for a moment and then continued to walk towards the common room, wondering what it was that Melinda had given him.
Harry sat down with Hermione and Ron the next day at breakfast. They were all tired, Ron looked nervous but he wasn't as nervous as he had been last year, which was a good sign. They weren't speaking to each other; Harry suspected that they were fighting about something again. Ron and Hermione both reached out for the butter at the same time, jolting as their hands touched and Hermione withdrew her hand and blushed. He looked at Ron, then Hermione.
"What's up with you two?" he asked quietly.
"There's nothing up with us, okay?" Ron said and blushed.
Hermione still hadn't said anything besides mumbled good morning as Harry had sat down with them. She and Ron were both avoiding eye contact with one another. He didn't have much time to think about it though, because Katie Bell was now rushing them to the changing rooms for some game talk. They were playing against Slytherin, so he understood why Katie seemed so nervous and at the same time determined to win. After her long speech in the changing room, they went out and Harry zoomed up into the air on his firebolt. It was a great feeling, he thought to himself, soaring in the air.
The Slytherin team played as foul as they always did, if not worse, Harry thought angrily as he saw one of the Slytherin beaters attack Alicia Spinnet, who had the quaffle. The Slytherin team flew towards Ron, who was the keeper for the Slytherin team. Harry watched Ron's save and then Katie Bell caught it and flew towards the Slytherin pitch. Ron had really improved, Harry thought as he grinned towards Ron, who grinned back.
The game got really rough, as the Slytherin team's gameplay got even fouler. Harry was so angry, he tried to focus on finding the golden snitch. He heard Lee Jordan's angry voice, roaring about how foul the Slytherin team were. To his surprise professor McGonagall had not said anything as she usually would.
Then suddenly, he saw the snitch. As he dived for it, he suddenly felt how someone pushed him from behind, really hard, Harry almost fell off his broomstick. Then he heard Malfoy laugh behind him and as he looked up, he was following the snitch. He heard Madam Hooch yell something to Malfoy as he started the race for the snitch. Harry soon caught up with Malfoy. Suddenly, Harry saw how Malfoy pulled out something from his robe and threw it at Harry. Sand, it felt like sand, filling up his eyes. He stopped in the air, he couldn't continue flying if he didn't see. Harry could hardly see anything; it seemed to creep under his eyelids. Harry tried to use his right hand to rub it out of his eyes, but it was no use. Suddenly, he heard people cheering, he had no idea what was going on. Then he heard Ron's voice:
"Are you okay, Harry?" he asked.
"Ron, I... I can hardly see, he threw something at me..." he squinted, he could hardly see Ron.
"Malfoy?" Ron said.
"Yeah, didn't you see?"
"Sorry, no... That little..." he growled.
"But... Someone must have seen ... And why are people cheering? Did anyone score"
"He caught the snitch, Harry" Ron said bitterly "Slytherin won, the game is over..."
One of his worst nightmares had come true. He'd lost not only to Slytherin, but also to Malfoy. He felt numb, and so very angry. This couldn't be happening; he thought to himself, it just couldn't. His vision was slowly returning, but it was still all a blur.
"I don't know how I'm going to get down" Harry said silently. "I still can't see properly..."
"I'll help you, grab my robe" Ron said. "I'm gonna smash his face in" he growled as they started to fly down. "Okay, we're almost there."
Harry felt the ground under his feet; he got off and continued rubbing his eyes.
"What happened, Harry?" Katie Bell asked bluntly.
"Malfoy threw something at me, I don't know what it was, it felt like sand..."
"He threw something at you?!?" Katie said angrily.
"I'm still having a hard time seeing" Harry said bitterly.
"Did anyone see what Malfoy threw at him?" Katie Bell asked.
Harry didn't hear anything, some were mumbling. No one had seen, he thought and felt even worse.
"That doesn't matter" Ron said angrily "Did anyone fail to notice that he had a really hard time landing? Malfoy threw something at him, I say we go tell the headmaster!"
"Tell him what? That Potter is a loser and has to make stupid excuses when he doesn't win?" Malfoy stood grinning towards them, the whole Slytherin team behind him.
Harry felt his vision starting to clear, and he looked at Malfoy.
"At least we don't need to cheat to win" Harry snapped.
"Why don't you go celebrate you so called victory somewhere else?" Katie said angrily.
"So called? A soar loser, are we now?"
Snape had walked up to them, a triumphant smile on his face. Katie Bell looked angry, but didn't say anything. Professor McGonagall walked up to them as well.
"What is going on here?" she asked, sounding a bit annoyed.
"It seems Potter here's accusing one of the members of the Slytherin team of cheating. I'd say that's a soar loser if I ever saw one. Perhaps Potter feels that he hasn't gotten enough attention lately, we all know Potter here loves being the center of attention."
"Professor Snape, that is quite..."professor McGonagall began.
"You know nothing about me" Harry hissed as he glared at Professor Snape. And before Snape could say anything, he turned around and stormed away.
He heard the Slytherin team roar with laughter behind him. And for the first time, he actually thought of quitting the quidditch team...
End of chapter 11
Well, I'll update as soon as possible... Please review : - ) I know many will be very angry at me for making Gryffindor loose, but... Well, Slytherin won by foul play, and perhaps Malfoy won't get away with it, who knows...
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter and Co, JK Rowling does. Melinda Atwood and Aidan Gallagher are however are mine : - )
THE TRUTH ABOUT VAMPIRES
Harry was visited by Melinda Atwood, Charlie Weasley, Fred, George, Hermione, Ron and Mrs Weasley the next day. He had hoped to be able to talk to Melinda in private, but he never got the chance. Melinda sat by the side of his bed while Mrs Weasley fluffed his cushions, she seemed very worried and kept the discussion on things like school and such.
Fred and George gave him a few samples of their latest products and also an assortment of candy that they promised was real candy and not some joke product. Harry saved them for later, just in case. Mrs Weasley had baked a few pies; Hermione brought him home work and promised to help him catch up. Ron had some chocolate frog and a quidditch magazine with him. They left an hour later, mrs Weasley forced everyone (including Melinda) to leave Harry alone so he could rest.
Harry however was really tired of being forced to stay there, he didn't need anymore rest. He was fine now, so he tried to persuade Madame Pomfrey to let him go back to his lessons. But she wouldn't let him, and she seemed really annoyed so Harry didn't push the matter. The next day he was allowed back. And by that time, he wished he'd stayed at the hospital wing the rest of the term. People were once more pointing and staring at him, talking and whispering behind his back. How could he not have seen this coming? Of course people would start to talk again, after the incident at Hogsmeade. They seemed to actually be blaming him for the whole thing, and in a way they had the right to, Harry thought to himself. He was after all, despite what anyone else said, to blame for this...
Harry was in a really bad mood most of the time. He avoided Hermione and Ron, who were arguing more than usual. They really got on his nerves; he had so much to do and so little time to do it in. And then having everything else to think about, the prophecy, one of his teachers being a vampire, all that Professor Gallagher had told him, the dream he'd had, why Voldemort hadn't wanted him killed. Listening to them bicker was something he was not prepared to do.
He had visited Hagrid on his own, he felt bad he hadn't gotten around to it until now, but Hagrid was more than understanding, as usual. Besides, Harry met Hagrid at every lesson of care of magical animals. He hardly talked to Ron and Hermione, and they seemed stressed out and frustrated as well.
One day he sat all alone by a table in the library, as he'd done nearly every day lately. A group of Ravenclaw girls just walked by, and as they saw him they turned to each other and started to whisper. Harry tried not to think about it. Instead he tried to focus on his essay in History of magic. He couldn't concentrate though
The incident at Hogsmeade still had him confused, and angry. He'd wished intensely that he'd had his wand there in the forest. He would have killed her, he thought silently. That thought did scare him a bit, that he wouldn't hesitate to kill her. Bellatrix had killed Sirius, she was evil. She deserved to die, he thought.
After a while he got up and began walking along the shelves, looking at the titles. He was looking for a book about the subject of his essay. Bu after walking around the library a few times, he suddenly saw a title that caught his eye. He pulled the book with the title "Vampires, werewolves and other creatures of the night". He took it with him and sat down, looked through it, finding all sorts of different creatures. He'd never even heard of most of them. Then he found something of interest:
"Vampire: Originates from the Slavic word obyri or obiri, which evolved into the Bulgarian word 'vampir'.
Vampires are thought to be an undead that rises from the grave during the night to drink the blood of the living in order to stay 'alive', according to legend. In real life, vampires are certainly not undead, but another species of humans. They usually still have extraordinary powers: their strength and speed surpasses that of humans, and their senses are heightened to a preternatural level. Vampires do however have a need to drink blood, in order to stay alive. But mostly they feed off those who already dead, animals or humans. Of course there have been cases where vampires have killed and fed off humans.
Vampires can also be made in a variety of ways: a child born under certain omens and practising black magic are some activities thought to be the cause of vampirism.
They are however immortal, only by exposure to sunlight or by putting a stake through its heart can this creature of the night be killed..."
Harry looked up, that was quite different from the little he had heard about vampires. Hermione had been real busy, so they hadn't talked much more about it. Weirdly enough, since it was a pretty big thing. He wondered if Hermione had read this book.
He yawned, suddenly feeling very tired. The first match in quidditch was tomorrow, so he'd better get some rest. There was after all nothing to worry about really; if professor Gallagher was dangerous then Dumbledore wouldn't have hired him. With that in mind, he collected his books and put back 'vampires, werewolves and other creatures of the night' where he'd found it. Besides, that chapter about vampires made them seem not so terrifying anymore.
Harry was heading to the Gryffindor common room when he saw Melinda, to his surprise. He wondered what she was doing there, so he hid behind the corner of the opposite wall of the door. She was knocking on the door to a classroom, professor Gallagher's classroom. The professor opened, and Melinda gave him something, it seemed like a bag or something. They talked, Harry couldn't make out what they were talking about. Then moments later, Melinda turned into a single black raven and flew off. Professor Gallagher watched her as she flew towards the full moon, then he went inside.
Harry waited in that very spot for a moment and then continued to walk towards the common room, wondering what it was that Melinda had given him.
Harry sat down with Hermione and Ron the next day at breakfast. They were all tired, Ron looked nervous but he wasn't as nervous as he had been last year, which was a good sign. They weren't speaking to each other; Harry suspected that they were fighting about something again. Ron and Hermione both reached out for the butter at the same time, jolting as their hands touched and Hermione withdrew her hand and blushed. He looked at Ron, then Hermione.
"What's up with you two?" he asked quietly.
"There's nothing up with us, okay?" Ron said and blushed.
Hermione still hadn't said anything besides mumbled good morning as Harry had sat down with them. She and Ron were both avoiding eye contact with one another. He didn't have much time to think about it though, because Katie Bell was now rushing them to the changing rooms for some game talk. They were playing against Slytherin, so he understood why Katie seemed so nervous and at the same time determined to win. After her long speech in the changing room, they went out and Harry zoomed up into the air on his firebolt. It was a great feeling, he thought to himself, soaring in the air.
The Slytherin team played as foul as they always did, if not worse, Harry thought angrily as he saw one of the Slytherin beaters attack Alicia Spinnet, who had the quaffle. The Slytherin team flew towards Ron, who was the keeper for the Slytherin team. Harry watched Ron's save and then Katie Bell caught it and flew towards the Slytherin pitch. Ron had really improved, Harry thought as he grinned towards Ron, who grinned back.
The game got really rough, as the Slytherin team's gameplay got even fouler. Harry was so angry, he tried to focus on finding the golden snitch. He heard Lee Jordan's angry voice, roaring about how foul the Slytherin team were. To his surprise professor McGonagall had not said anything as she usually would.
Then suddenly, he saw the snitch. As he dived for it, he suddenly felt how someone pushed him from behind, really hard, Harry almost fell off his broomstick. Then he heard Malfoy laugh behind him and as he looked up, he was following the snitch. He heard Madam Hooch yell something to Malfoy as he started the race for the snitch. Harry soon caught up with Malfoy. Suddenly, Harry saw how Malfoy pulled out something from his robe and threw it at Harry. Sand, it felt like sand, filling up his eyes. He stopped in the air, he couldn't continue flying if he didn't see. Harry could hardly see anything; it seemed to creep under his eyelids. Harry tried to use his right hand to rub it out of his eyes, but it was no use. Suddenly, he heard people cheering, he had no idea what was going on. Then he heard Ron's voice:
"Are you okay, Harry?" he asked.
"Ron, I... I can hardly see, he threw something at me..." he squinted, he could hardly see Ron.
"Malfoy?" Ron said.
"Yeah, didn't you see?"
"Sorry, no... That little..." he growled.
"But... Someone must have seen ... And why are people cheering? Did anyone score"
"He caught the snitch, Harry" Ron said bitterly "Slytherin won, the game is over..."
One of his worst nightmares had come true. He'd lost not only to Slytherin, but also to Malfoy. He felt numb, and so very angry. This couldn't be happening; he thought to himself, it just couldn't. His vision was slowly returning, but it was still all a blur.
"I don't know how I'm going to get down" Harry said silently. "I still can't see properly..."
"I'll help you, grab my robe" Ron said. "I'm gonna smash his face in" he growled as they started to fly down. "Okay, we're almost there."
Harry felt the ground under his feet; he got off and continued rubbing his eyes.
"What happened, Harry?" Katie Bell asked bluntly.
"Malfoy threw something at me, I don't know what it was, it felt like sand..."
"He threw something at you?!?" Katie said angrily.
"I'm still having a hard time seeing" Harry said bitterly.
"Did anyone see what Malfoy threw at him?" Katie Bell asked.
Harry didn't hear anything, some were mumbling. No one had seen, he thought and felt even worse.
"That doesn't matter" Ron said angrily "Did anyone fail to notice that he had a really hard time landing? Malfoy threw something at him, I say we go tell the headmaster!"
"Tell him what? That Potter is a loser and has to make stupid excuses when he doesn't win?" Malfoy stood grinning towards them, the whole Slytherin team behind him.
Harry felt his vision starting to clear, and he looked at Malfoy.
"At least we don't need to cheat to win" Harry snapped.
"Why don't you go celebrate you so called victory somewhere else?" Katie said angrily.
"So called? A soar loser, are we now?"
Snape had walked up to them, a triumphant smile on his face. Katie Bell looked angry, but didn't say anything. Professor McGonagall walked up to them as well.
"What is going on here?" she asked, sounding a bit annoyed.
"It seems Potter here's accusing one of the members of the Slytherin team of cheating. I'd say that's a soar loser if I ever saw one. Perhaps Potter feels that he hasn't gotten enough attention lately, we all know Potter here loves being the center of attention."
"Professor Snape, that is quite..."professor McGonagall began.
"You know nothing about me" Harry hissed as he glared at Professor Snape. And before Snape could say anything, he turned around and stormed away.
He heard the Slytherin team roar with laughter behind him. And for the first time, he actually thought of quitting the quidditch team...
End of chapter 11
Well, I'll update as soon as possible... Please review : - ) I know many will be very angry at me for making Gryffindor loose, but... Well, Slytherin won by foul play, and perhaps Malfoy won't get away with it, who knows...