Hey, I'm back with new ideas!
Maybe many people have the same ideas, but I don't care, I'm writing it for
my own good!I have some problems with spellings and the way the paragraphs
are settled, because I don't know how it works!
I'd like to thank my Beta-Reader, Sushi-Chan!!! Thank youu so much!!!
So I got the idea last night, before sleep. Disclaimer: Not mine... WARNINGS: Will MAYBE contain slash. Ratings: R, because I don't want to put it in PG-13 for rape, violence, beatings... Pairs: Harry/Draco, Ron/Hermione, Sirius/Remus Time: Seventh year On with the story!
Ginny's thoughts: Hermione's thoughts: Draco's thoughts: # #
Chapter 1:
Students arrived now and then on platform 9 ¾. The sound of children crying, people laughing, and others worrying could be heard. Yes, worrying. Hermione, Ron and the rest of the Weasleys, hadn't heard from Harry since the beginning of the summer and they didn't see him anywhere on the platform. It was now 10:55 o'clock, time to get on the train.
"Well, maybe he's already at school... at least, I hope so..." said Ron.
"Of course he is! Oh, and take care of yourselves. It's your final year!" said Molly, feeling more worried than she was letting on.
"Yes, don't worry, Mrs.Weasley," comforted Hermione.
Everyone bid their goodbyes, before boarding the train, feeling nostalgic, since it was their last year.
Ron, Hermione and Ginny found an empty compartment and waited.
Maybe Harry is just late.
"They felt the train golt beneath them as it began to leave the station. This was going to be a long ride, without Harry there to talk to them.
Oh no...
Oh, stop worrying, Hermione, Harry isn't dead...is he?
Several hours of worrying later, they finally arrived at Hogwarts. Everyone except the first years took the carriages up to the castle and entered the Great Hall. The first years arrived shortly after them and the Sorting Ceremony began..
[A/N: Well, I skipped the sorting hat song and the sorting, don't have the inspiration]
After the last student had been placed into his house, and excited roar filled the hall as the new students introduced themselves to their housemates. After only a few minutes of this, Dumbledore raised his hand and the students were instantly silenced.
"Welcome to another year at Hogwarts! This past year was an eventful one, with the death of Voldemort and his followers. This year, I am happy to announce that we have a new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher. Please welcome Mr. Sirius Black! The students all clapped, Ron and Hermione the loudest, as a clean shaven Sirius stood from his seat at the teacher's table, bowed, and took his seat again. Oh, and the Forbidden Forest still doesn't have a name for nothing and---"
The doors of the Great Hall suddenly burst opened, revealing a bleeding Harry Potter.
All eyes instantly turned to the panting boy who was holding onto the edge of the door for support.
"Dumbledore.... Dursleys.... beat me..... came...... broom......." Harry was cut short as he collapsed to the floor, unconscious. A collective gasp, and even a scream or two filled the Great Hall. Hermione buried her head in Ron's shoulder. She couldn't bear to look at Harry. In an instant Dumbledore was at Harry's side. "Please, I need someone to take him to the infirmary!"
Ron was just about to rush over to Harry when something, or rather someone, stopped him.
"I'll go, sir!" exclaimed a flushed Draco Malfoy. he had been standing on tip-toes, trying to get a look at Harry since the boy had walked in. He had gotten a bit curious when he hadn't been able to find Harry on the train, but now he could feel his hands trembling with worry.
"WHAT? You? Help Harry?" gasped Ron, finaly making his way to kneel next to Harry.
"I don't see you volunteering to help him," Draco retorted as he walked over to where Dumbledor and Ron were kneeling next to Harry.
"Humpf."
"This is not the time to be arguing. Mr.Malfoy, take Harry to the infirmary. Afterwards, go to my office; I'll be waiting for you there."
"Yes, sir." Draco lifted Harry's limp, frail body gently into his arms. He then proceeded to carry him swiftly to the infirmary. As he did so, he gazed down at the Golden Boy in his arms and let his thoughts wonder.
#He's so lovely. How can those stupid muggles hate him? I would never think that Harry Potter could ever be treated like that. It's so unfair....#
Draco was now standing in front of the infirmary door, but before he could enter, he heard a soft noise. He looked down and noticed that Harry's eyes were open, even if they were glazed over and half-lidded.
"Malfoy?" The name was spoken just barely above a whisper and no sooner had Harry said it, he fell unconscious once again.
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Well? What do you think??? Hope you like it!!! I know, many people had this idea, but I'm writing it for myself too! R-E-V-I-E-W-S!!! LilyAnna
I'd like to thank my Beta-Reader, Sushi-Chan!!! Thank youu so much!!!
So I got the idea last night, before sleep. Disclaimer: Not mine... WARNINGS: Will MAYBE contain slash. Ratings: R, because I don't want to put it in PG-13 for rape, violence, beatings... Pairs: Harry/Draco, Ron/Hermione, Sirius/Remus Time: Seventh year On with the story!
Ginny's thoughts: Hermione's thoughts: Draco's thoughts: # #
Chapter 1:
Students arrived now and then on platform 9 ¾. The sound of children crying, people laughing, and others worrying could be heard. Yes, worrying. Hermione, Ron and the rest of the Weasleys, hadn't heard from Harry since the beginning of the summer and they didn't see him anywhere on the platform. It was now 10:55 o'clock, time to get on the train.
"Well, maybe he's already at school... at least, I hope so..." said Ron.
"Of course he is! Oh, and take care of yourselves. It's your final year!" said Molly, feeling more worried than she was letting on.
"Yes, don't worry, Mrs.Weasley," comforted Hermione.
Everyone bid their goodbyes, before boarding the train, feeling nostalgic, since it was their last year.
Ron, Hermione and Ginny found an empty compartment and waited.
Maybe Harry is just late.
"They felt the train golt beneath them as it began to leave the station. This was going to be a long ride, without Harry there to talk to them.
Oh no...
Oh, stop worrying, Hermione, Harry isn't dead...is he?
Several hours of worrying later, they finally arrived at Hogwarts. Everyone except the first years took the carriages up to the castle and entered the Great Hall. The first years arrived shortly after them and the Sorting Ceremony began..
[A/N: Well, I skipped the sorting hat song and the sorting, don't have the inspiration]
After the last student had been placed into his house, and excited roar filled the hall as the new students introduced themselves to their housemates. After only a few minutes of this, Dumbledore raised his hand and the students were instantly silenced.
"Welcome to another year at Hogwarts! This past year was an eventful one, with the death of Voldemort and his followers. This year, I am happy to announce that we have a new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher. Please welcome Mr. Sirius Black! The students all clapped, Ron and Hermione the loudest, as a clean shaven Sirius stood from his seat at the teacher's table, bowed, and took his seat again. Oh, and the Forbidden Forest still doesn't have a name for nothing and---"
The doors of the Great Hall suddenly burst opened, revealing a bleeding Harry Potter.
All eyes instantly turned to the panting boy who was holding onto the edge of the door for support.
"Dumbledore.... Dursleys.... beat me..... came...... broom......." Harry was cut short as he collapsed to the floor, unconscious. A collective gasp, and even a scream or two filled the Great Hall. Hermione buried her head in Ron's shoulder. She couldn't bear to look at Harry. In an instant Dumbledore was at Harry's side. "Please, I need someone to take him to the infirmary!"
Ron was just about to rush over to Harry when something, or rather someone, stopped him.
"I'll go, sir!" exclaimed a flushed Draco Malfoy. he had been standing on tip-toes, trying to get a look at Harry since the boy had walked in. He had gotten a bit curious when he hadn't been able to find Harry on the train, but now he could feel his hands trembling with worry.
"WHAT? You? Help Harry?" gasped Ron, finaly making his way to kneel next to Harry.
"I don't see you volunteering to help him," Draco retorted as he walked over to where Dumbledor and Ron were kneeling next to Harry.
"Humpf."
"This is not the time to be arguing. Mr.Malfoy, take Harry to the infirmary. Afterwards, go to my office; I'll be waiting for you there."
"Yes, sir." Draco lifted Harry's limp, frail body gently into his arms. He then proceeded to carry him swiftly to the infirmary. As he did so, he gazed down at the Golden Boy in his arms and let his thoughts wonder.
#He's so lovely. How can those stupid muggles hate him? I would never think that Harry Potter could ever be treated like that. It's so unfair....#
Draco was now standing in front of the infirmary door, but before he could enter, he heard a soft noise. He looked down and noticed that Harry's eyes were open, even if they were glazed over and half-lidded.
"Malfoy?" The name was spoken just barely above a whisper and no sooner had Harry said it, he fell unconscious once again.
............................................................................ ......
Well? What do you think??? Hope you like it!!! I know, many people had this idea, but I'm writing it for myself too! R-E-V-I-E-W-S!!! LilyAnna