I neglected to do the whole disclaimer thing. so I better do it now eh? Oh
and about chapter one, my computer messed up so It only uploaded the first
page and the last one. something about contamination. who knows. it was
just all very aggravating. so I worked the rest into the second chapter.
LOL. And for you people who are expecting this to be a happy story. I will
warn ya. its not going to be. it just seems that way now. just wait.
muahahaha. I have my plans for these people. After all I am a Slytherin.
Now I don't mind reviews here, and maybe some guesses on what is going to
happen eh?
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, or any of the Characters from that story. I do own Draygon, and a few other characters that are not in the books unless stated otherwise.
Chapter 2: Friends and Rumors
Harry quickly packed his Trunk, put Hedwig into her cage and pulled out his wand. He walked carefully over to a small bag that had been hanging on the wall all summer. He had been given this bag, from Mrs. Weasley. It was a bag of Floo powder, so that he could get to Diagon Alley when the summer was over. Harry smirked and raised his want at his belongings, "Locamotor Trunk". His belongings slowly floated about a foot off the ground and followed Harry as he walked down the stairs towards the fireplace.
Uncle Vernon stood up red faced, "Where do you think you are going?!"
Harry simply replied "To Hogwarts, I have to go back to school."
At this reply, Uncle Vernon's face became even redder, "I told you never to mention that place in this house!"
Harry shrugged, walked into the fireplace, and readied the floo power. "Then don't listen then", Harry spoke as his raised his hand and his stuff joined him in the fireplace. "Diagon Alley!"
~X~
The World spun around wildly, and Harry landed in the middle of the inn at Diagon Alley. Several people looked to see what the commotion was, and when they saw who it was several people quickly walked over to him. Harry shook their hands in turn, he had gotten quite use to the fame and he was prepared wherever he went for it. He went over to the Tom, the innkeeper.
"Good Morning Mr. Potter, are you interested in a room until your friends come here?"
"Yes, I am. How much will it cost me for 2 days?"
"Let me see, that will be 3 Gallons, and 4sickles."
Harry pulled out the amount and handed it to the innkeeper. He then walked up the stairs and proceeded to the room he usually took at that time, but it seemed there was another person standing in there. The person was in a hood and cloak and moved to look what had walked into the room very slowly.
"Ummm. Sorry sir." Harry stammered. Suddenly the words "It is quite alright, come in and stay, I am guessing they let you rent this room as well." appeared in the air in front of Harry. Harry shook his head for a second, not believing what he had just seen, and then he looked at the cloaked figure more carefully. It stood at almost his height, but it did not show anything to help Harry figure out anything other than that. The words slowly burned away and new ones appeared, "there is another bed you know, you can stay there if you like. All I ask is that you leave me alone, and you don't make any efforts to see what I look like. If you obey these rules, they I have no problem sharing a room with the 'great Harry Potter'." Harry just stood there for a few minutes trying to grasp the situation and then he quickly stammered. "Okay, sure I have no problem with that."
The cloaked figured simply nodded and went behind a curtain that seemed to have been erected up in order to hide the bed's view from any peering eyes that would try to see the bed, let alone what was on the bed. Harry shrugged and unpacked a few things that he would need while he stayed in Diagon Alley. He walked down the stairs and proceeded to go shopping for the materials he would need for the up coming year. As he shopped he passed by Knockturn Alley, he remembered it all too well, due to the fact that in his second year he was found in it by Hagrid and then people believed he was the heir of Slytherin. He nodded, yes, things where rather chaotic that year and he hoped that another one just like was not coming his way. His train of thought was interrupted by the cloaked figure he had met earlier walk down in Knockturn Alley and the people who usually resided in that part of town seemed to do everything in their power to move out of the cloaked figure's way, like he was the carrier of the plague or something like that. One man snickered at the figure, quickly without warning a gloved hand shot out from under the cloak and grasped the man's throat and slowly started to squeeze it tightly. The man choked out an apology and when the glove released him he ran as fast as he could from the figure.
Harry made a mental note not to ever get the cloaked figure angry. He walked back to the inn when he was done shopping; he got his dinner, and then went to bed. The next morning he woke up to Hedwig pecking at his hand, having a letter tied to her leg. He got up slowly and pulled the letter off of Hedwig's leg. "Okay! Okay! Calm down Hedwig, I got it now, you can go hunt again." The snowy white owl hooted and flew out the window. Harry then looked down at the letter, it was in a handwriting he didn't recognize right off, and he slowly opened the letter and looked at it.
Dear Harry,
I have missed you quite a bit, I am sorry that I have not written to you as much as I wanted to. I just wanted to say, I like you Harry. I do want to go out with you, and I do want you to like me. I think you do like me quite a bit Harry, or you would have never kissed me last year. Well I will see you at the school; maybe we can have a better chat then.
Love,
Cho
For a second Harry thought he was still dreaming, but then he realized that he was fully awake, and that something wonderful happened to him. Then it occurred to him now that he will have to ask Cho to be his girlfriend, or did she just ask him to be her boyfriend, it was all rather confusing.
"Hey Harry! Are you awake yet!" a loud booming, but familiar voice resounded threw the room.
"Hagrid!" Harry jumped up and launched himself into Hagrid's large arms. "I missed you Hagrid."
"Well thank you Harry, so what have you been up to? Oh sorry." Hagrid cut short do to the cloaked figure appearing from behind his curtain. "Umm, Harry who's this guy?"
"This guy also rented this room, but I don't know his name" Harry responded slowly.
Just as Harry had finished that sentence the words "You don't know, because you never asked Harry" appeared in mid air. "If you insist thou, my name is Draygon."
"Draygon eh? No last name huh?" Hagrid stated loudly.
More words appeared "I have one; I just don't care to give it out currently" and then slowly disappeared.
"I see, you don't talk much do you? Well never mind that, come Harry, your friends are waiting for you." Hagrid stated as he squeezed threw the door. Harry nodded and followed the large man threw the inn and outside where his friends where waiting.
"Harry!" Hermione screamed happily as she jumped into Harry. Ron just smiled and shook his head.
"Hey Harry, she gave me a different greeting. Well that's because we are." Hermione slapped Ron in the back of the head and he turned to her. "Hey! That hurt!"
"And it serves you right, I told you to keep quite about that for now." Harry looked at his friends with a little confusion and then shrugged.
"So have you guys gotten your supplies yet?" Harry asked Hermione.
"Yes we have, have you heard about the new DADA teacher yet?" Ron interjected.
Harry shook his head, "I assumed Snape would become the new teacher, he has wanted that job for so long. Now that he has proven himself, I think he just might get it."
Ron shook with fear "I hope he doesn't; you know how he treats us Harry."
Harry nodded in agreement with his friend. He knew Snape would play favoritism with the Slytherins, especially Malfoy.
Hermione smiled, "Harry I got a letter from Krum. You remember the seeker from Drumstrang?"
Harry nodded, "What did he say"
Hermione looked a little worried, "I don't know if I should tell you"
Ron shook his head, "Then why even bring it up?"
"Well, I don't know. I just, oh, alright. He says that some strange things have been going on up there. He is not sure if it is the work of you- know-who, or if it is just something totally random, but Harry, he doesn't like the smell of it." Hermione whispered.
"Codswollup!" Hagrid boomed, "It's just something random I bet. Lets get along now, all you better rest up for the train tomorrow. Meanwhile I have other Hogwarts business to attend to."
"Goodbye Hagrid!" the three students yelled at once.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, or any of the Characters from that story. I do own Draygon, and a few other characters that are not in the books unless stated otherwise.
Chapter 2: Friends and Rumors
Harry quickly packed his Trunk, put Hedwig into her cage and pulled out his wand. He walked carefully over to a small bag that had been hanging on the wall all summer. He had been given this bag, from Mrs. Weasley. It was a bag of Floo powder, so that he could get to Diagon Alley when the summer was over. Harry smirked and raised his want at his belongings, "Locamotor Trunk". His belongings slowly floated about a foot off the ground and followed Harry as he walked down the stairs towards the fireplace.
Uncle Vernon stood up red faced, "Where do you think you are going?!"
Harry simply replied "To Hogwarts, I have to go back to school."
At this reply, Uncle Vernon's face became even redder, "I told you never to mention that place in this house!"
Harry shrugged, walked into the fireplace, and readied the floo power. "Then don't listen then", Harry spoke as his raised his hand and his stuff joined him in the fireplace. "Diagon Alley!"
~X~
The World spun around wildly, and Harry landed in the middle of the inn at Diagon Alley. Several people looked to see what the commotion was, and when they saw who it was several people quickly walked over to him. Harry shook their hands in turn, he had gotten quite use to the fame and he was prepared wherever he went for it. He went over to the Tom, the innkeeper.
"Good Morning Mr. Potter, are you interested in a room until your friends come here?"
"Yes, I am. How much will it cost me for 2 days?"
"Let me see, that will be 3 Gallons, and 4sickles."
Harry pulled out the amount and handed it to the innkeeper. He then walked up the stairs and proceeded to the room he usually took at that time, but it seemed there was another person standing in there. The person was in a hood and cloak and moved to look what had walked into the room very slowly.
"Ummm. Sorry sir." Harry stammered. Suddenly the words "It is quite alright, come in and stay, I am guessing they let you rent this room as well." appeared in the air in front of Harry. Harry shook his head for a second, not believing what he had just seen, and then he looked at the cloaked figure more carefully. It stood at almost his height, but it did not show anything to help Harry figure out anything other than that. The words slowly burned away and new ones appeared, "there is another bed you know, you can stay there if you like. All I ask is that you leave me alone, and you don't make any efforts to see what I look like. If you obey these rules, they I have no problem sharing a room with the 'great Harry Potter'." Harry just stood there for a few minutes trying to grasp the situation and then he quickly stammered. "Okay, sure I have no problem with that."
The cloaked figured simply nodded and went behind a curtain that seemed to have been erected up in order to hide the bed's view from any peering eyes that would try to see the bed, let alone what was on the bed. Harry shrugged and unpacked a few things that he would need while he stayed in Diagon Alley. He walked down the stairs and proceeded to go shopping for the materials he would need for the up coming year. As he shopped he passed by Knockturn Alley, he remembered it all too well, due to the fact that in his second year he was found in it by Hagrid and then people believed he was the heir of Slytherin. He nodded, yes, things where rather chaotic that year and he hoped that another one just like was not coming his way. His train of thought was interrupted by the cloaked figure he had met earlier walk down in Knockturn Alley and the people who usually resided in that part of town seemed to do everything in their power to move out of the cloaked figure's way, like he was the carrier of the plague or something like that. One man snickered at the figure, quickly without warning a gloved hand shot out from under the cloak and grasped the man's throat and slowly started to squeeze it tightly. The man choked out an apology and when the glove released him he ran as fast as he could from the figure.
Harry made a mental note not to ever get the cloaked figure angry. He walked back to the inn when he was done shopping; he got his dinner, and then went to bed. The next morning he woke up to Hedwig pecking at his hand, having a letter tied to her leg. He got up slowly and pulled the letter off of Hedwig's leg. "Okay! Okay! Calm down Hedwig, I got it now, you can go hunt again." The snowy white owl hooted and flew out the window. Harry then looked down at the letter, it was in a handwriting he didn't recognize right off, and he slowly opened the letter and looked at it.
Dear Harry,
I have missed you quite a bit, I am sorry that I have not written to you as much as I wanted to. I just wanted to say, I like you Harry. I do want to go out with you, and I do want you to like me. I think you do like me quite a bit Harry, or you would have never kissed me last year. Well I will see you at the school; maybe we can have a better chat then.
Love,
Cho
For a second Harry thought he was still dreaming, but then he realized that he was fully awake, and that something wonderful happened to him. Then it occurred to him now that he will have to ask Cho to be his girlfriend, or did she just ask him to be her boyfriend, it was all rather confusing.
"Hey Harry! Are you awake yet!" a loud booming, but familiar voice resounded threw the room.
"Hagrid!" Harry jumped up and launched himself into Hagrid's large arms. "I missed you Hagrid."
"Well thank you Harry, so what have you been up to? Oh sorry." Hagrid cut short do to the cloaked figure appearing from behind his curtain. "Umm, Harry who's this guy?"
"This guy also rented this room, but I don't know his name" Harry responded slowly.
Just as Harry had finished that sentence the words "You don't know, because you never asked Harry" appeared in mid air. "If you insist thou, my name is Draygon."
"Draygon eh? No last name huh?" Hagrid stated loudly.
More words appeared "I have one; I just don't care to give it out currently" and then slowly disappeared.
"I see, you don't talk much do you? Well never mind that, come Harry, your friends are waiting for you." Hagrid stated as he squeezed threw the door. Harry nodded and followed the large man threw the inn and outside where his friends where waiting.
"Harry!" Hermione screamed happily as she jumped into Harry. Ron just smiled and shook his head.
"Hey Harry, she gave me a different greeting. Well that's because we are." Hermione slapped Ron in the back of the head and he turned to her. "Hey! That hurt!"
"And it serves you right, I told you to keep quite about that for now." Harry looked at his friends with a little confusion and then shrugged.
"So have you guys gotten your supplies yet?" Harry asked Hermione.
"Yes we have, have you heard about the new DADA teacher yet?" Ron interjected.
Harry shook his head, "I assumed Snape would become the new teacher, he has wanted that job for so long. Now that he has proven himself, I think he just might get it."
Ron shook with fear "I hope he doesn't; you know how he treats us Harry."
Harry nodded in agreement with his friend. He knew Snape would play favoritism with the Slytherins, especially Malfoy.
Hermione smiled, "Harry I got a letter from Krum. You remember the seeker from Drumstrang?"
Harry nodded, "What did he say"
Hermione looked a little worried, "I don't know if I should tell you"
Ron shook his head, "Then why even bring it up?"
"Well, I don't know. I just, oh, alright. He says that some strange things have been going on up there. He is not sure if it is the work of you- know-who, or if it is just something totally random, but Harry, he doesn't like the smell of it." Hermione whispered.
"Codswollup!" Hagrid boomed, "It's just something random I bet. Lets get along now, all you better rest up for the train tomorrow. Meanwhile I have other Hogwarts business to attend to."
"Goodbye Hagrid!" the three students yelled at once.