Leaving From Platform Nine And Three-Quarters.
I don't know if this chapter is any good. But I've posted it anyway. Please Read Rate And Review.
Remember Nothing Is My Own.
Time at the Noble House of Black, went slow from now on, mostly because Harry and Hermione almost didn't do anything else than study. Hermione said several times, it wouldn't take long before they were finished with all the study.
Suddenly one day, during their daily studying, Harry got a weird thought. What if the animal they would become was a turtle or a fish or something that wasn't very useful? After all they did it, because so they could control Ron when he turned into the eagle. They couldn't do much if they were a turtle or a fish.
"Hermione, I was wondering if we could pick which animal we wanted to be?" Harry asked, curiously and nervous.
"No, all we can do is the process. But in this book it says; 'The animal you will become, is the animal that match the most to you personalise.' So you see, we can't do anything else than hope." she said in her 'Know- Everything-Voice.'
It was only a week, until they had to leave, but the rest of the people who stayed at the house, didn't know he wasn't leaving. It wasn't a secret nobody just didn't knew it yet. But he had decided it; he would not leave. For the first time in his life he had a house that was his and his only. Then why should he leave it already?
The only good reason to leave, he could come up with, was that the house was used as the headquarters for the Order of the Phoenix. So he would never be alone, always people running up and down the hallways. But he didn't care, he wasn't leaving.
But too soon, the arrival date came, they where going back to Hogwarts. Mrs Weasley had gone alone to Diagon Alley to buy their school supplies. But none of the Weasley's, Hermione, Lupin or any of the others who stayed at the house knew he wasn't leaving. He sat up in his room, curled in his bed. The time was around nine, so they had to leave soon. He hadn't got clothes on nor hadn't he eaten breakfast.
Ron came into the room; he had some toasted bread in his hand. "Harry, mom says, if you want something to eat, it's you last time, before we leave." He said, as he took a big bite of the toast.
"I don't want to." Harry said in almost a whisper.
"Okay, we leave in about five minutes!" said Ron as he got out of the room and closed the door. Harry just lay in the bed, not thinking about anything. But too soon, Lupin came into the room, he had a smile on his face.
"Hi Harry," he said, but the smile on his face, faded. "Haven't you dressed yet? We have to leave now!" Lupin said as he found a pair of Harry's socks, a t-shirt and some jeans in the closet and threw it onto Harry's bed. "Be fast!" he said, walking out of the room. Harry didn't want to argue with Lupin again, like the day at the Dursley's house. He knew Lupin would was stronger, so Harry couldn't use his strength. He was smarter, so he could argue for anything that Harry would say. But Harry could be faster than Lupin, but it wouldn't help, because if he threw a curse on Lupin he could easily use a counter-curse. And Harry couldn't be able to do a counter- curse on Lupin.
So it was settled, he got out of bed, dressed and got downstairs. Why couldn't it have been Ron who was the person to get him downstairs? It would be much easier to argue with Ron, than Lupin.
Two minutes later, he sat in a car; the Ministry of Magic had lent Mr Weasley. It was jinxed, so Harry, Hermione, Ginny and Ron could all be in the back seat. The journey to King's Cross Station was long, they didn't talk much. Well, Mr and Mrs Weasley did. But then, after a lot of driving, they were finally at King's Cross Station. Mr Weasley had got them each a trolley. They got onto Platform Nine-and-Three-quarter. It was crowded as usually.
Harry looked at the big clock; they had five minutes before the train leaved. Mrs Weasley kissed them all goodbye and gave them a lunch pack each. They got onto the train, just in time. They waved at Mr and Mrs Weasley, who soon was out of sight.
Harry turned to his three friends. "If you don't mind, I would prefer to be in a compartment by myself."
"Sure, but why?" Hermione said puzzled.
"Just need some time alone." Harry said, turned around, got his trunk and Hedwig and walked down the corridor to find an empty compartment. Ron, Hermione and Ginny got into one, were Dean Thomas, Seamus Finnigan, Neville Longbottom, Lavender Brown and Pavarti Patil sat. They looked confused, when Harry didn't get into the compartment. He could he the familiar voice of Dean Thomas asks Ron, Hermione and Ginny why he didn't come in. But didn't hear what they answered.
The very last compartment was free, all others where filled. He sat at the seat at the seat closest to the window. He watched as the land outside went past. Soon his eyes got very heavy and he fall asleep.
-- He was standing in a dark room, so dark he couldn't see anything. There was a 'puff' followed by a powerful light. In front of him stood a dark hooded figure, he led the hood fall and in front of him was Voldemort standing, Harry tried to get his wand out, but it wasn't there. "Join my ranks!" Voldemort hissed.
"I have already told you, no!" Harry said, as he clenched his fists.
"I will kill you friends, one by one." He told him, as he waved his wand. Around him came all his friends, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Neville and it went on. "I will make you choose which one I should kill first!" --
But he never had time to answer him, because someone tried to wake him up. He led out a loud scream as he got to his feet quickly. The person, who tried to wake him up, fell backwards down to the floor. His heart beat quickly. He tried to catch his breath, when he saw who wad getting to her feet.
"What are you doing here?" Harry asked, his heart still beating quickly.
"There weren't any other compartments free." Cho said sitting at her seat, next to her friend Marietta.
"Why did you wake me?" Harry said, sitting at his own seat.
"You were screaming! I think you had a nightmare."
"I was talking with someone." Harry said, but when he had said it, he could hear how ridiculous it sounded. Marietta giggled at his comment.
"Well, we can call it a 'bad-dream'." She said, with a smile on her face. Harry looked out of the window, she wouldn't understand if he told her about his dream. "Don't be silly, Harry. You sound so weird, sometimes."
"Thank-you," Harry said sarcastically, "but I wasn't lying to you, I was talking with someone! And not that it's any of you business, but it was Voldemort who I was talking with." Both of the girls shivered, as he said the name.
"W-what do you m-mean?" Cho said nervous.
"I mean, what I said. He was in my dream and we were talking!" Harry said, getting slightly annoyed. "I was screaming, because he said some things, I feared!" he sat staring out of the window for a long time, before he rose to his feet and walked towards the door. He was looking for the compartment where his friends were.
Finally he found it. He looked around, to see his friends smiling at him. "Why did it take so long for you to come?" Seamus asked.
"I fell asleep." Harry said, getting over to the only empty seat in the compartment.
"You don't look well. Are you all right?" Hermione asked, from her seat near the window.
"Well, I feel a little dizzy." He said, and it was true, he felt a little dizzy. He didn't listen to the conversation; he just sat in his very own thoughts. He then heard his stomach, complaining. "When are we at Hogwarts?" he asked, looking round at everyone.
"We must be there soon," Pavarti said, looking at her watch, "we've been on the train for many hours, now." And she had just finished, when the train started to slow down. They got out of the train and into the carriages. Soon they were sitting in the Great Hall, waiting for the sorting ceremony to finish.
"Finally," Ron said, when professor McGonagall rolled the scroll and took away the stool, "I'm starving." The dinner was delicious as every year. It tasted good, to be back where he really belonged.
When they had finished dinner, they all walked tired up to the Gryffindor Tower. He got into bed; feeling tired, but could not sleep. He took out the note, with the open positions for the Quidditch team:
Keeper: Ronald Weasley
Chaser #1:
Chaser #2:
Chaser #3:
Beater #1
Beater #2
Seeker: Ginny Weasley.
Harry found a quill and some ink, and crossed Ginny's name, and wrote his own. After all, he was the captain; he could what he wanted to. 'I think Ginny wants to be chaser, but I have to ask her just to be sure. I'll ask her at our first training' He thought, as he laid the note, quill and ink on his night table.
I don't know if this chapter is any good. But I've posted it anyway. Please Read Rate And Review.
Remember Nothing Is My Own.
Time at the Noble House of Black, went slow from now on, mostly because Harry and Hermione almost didn't do anything else than study. Hermione said several times, it wouldn't take long before they were finished with all the study.
Suddenly one day, during their daily studying, Harry got a weird thought. What if the animal they would become was a turtle or a fish or something that wasn't very useful? After all they did it, because so they could control Ron when he turned into the eagle. They couldn't do much if they were a turtle or a fish.
"Hermione, I was wondering if we could pick which animal we wanted to be?" Harry asked, curiously and nervous.
"No, all we can do is the process. But in this book it says; 'The animal you will become, is the animal that match the most to you personalise.' So you see, we can't do anything else than hope." she said in her 'Know- Everything-Voice.'
It was only a week, until they had to leave, but the rest of the people who stayed at the house, didn't know he wasn't leaving. It wasn't a secret nobody just didn't knew it yet. But he had decided it; he would not leave. For the first time in his life he had a house that was his and his only. Then why should he leave it already?
The only good reason to leave, he could come up with, was that the house was used as the headquarters for the Order of the Phoenix. So he would never be alone, always people running up and down the hallways. But he didn't care, he wasn't leaving.
But too soon, the arrival date came, they where going back to Hogwarts. Mrs Weasley had gone alone to Diagon Alley to buy their school supplies. But none of the Weasley's, Hermione, Lupin or any of the others who stayed at the house knew he wasn't leaving. He sat up in his room, curled in his bed. The time was around nine, so they had to leave soon. He hadn't got clothes on nor hadn't he eaten breakfast.
Ron came into the room; he had some toasted bread in his hand. "Harry, mom says, if you want something to eat, it's you last time, before we leave." He said, as he took a big bite of the toast.
"I don't want to." Harry said in almost a whisper.
"Okay, we leave in about five minutes!" said Ron as he got out of the room and closed the door. Harry just lay in the bed, not thinking about anything. But too soon, Lupin came into the room, he had a smile on his face.
"Hi Harry," he said, but the smile on his face, faded. "Haven't you dressed yet? We have to leave now!" Lupin said as he found a pair of Harry's socks, a t-shirt and some jeans in the closet and threw it onto Harry's bed. "Be fast!" he said, walking out of the room. Harry didn't want to argue with Lupin again, like the day at the Dursley's house. He knew Lupin would was stronger, so Harry couldn't use his strength. He was smarter, so he could argue for anything that Harry would say. But Harry could be faster than Lupin, but it wouldn't help, because if he threw a curse on Lupin he could easily use a counter-curse. And Harry couldn't be able to do a counter- curse on Lupin.
So it was settled, he got out of bed, dressed and got downstairs. Why couldn't it have been Ron who was the person to get him downstairs? It would be much easier to argue with Ron, than Lupin.
Two minutes later, he sat in a car; the Ministry of Magic had lent Mr Weasley. It was jinxed, so Harry, Hermione, Ginny and Ron could all be in the back seat. The journey to King's Cross Station was long, they didn't talk much. Well, Mr and Mrs Weasley did. But then, after a lot of driving, they were finally at King's Cross Station. Mr Weasley had got them each a trolley. They got onto Platform Nine-and-Three-quarter. It was crowded as usually.
Harry looked at the big clock; they had five minutes before the train leaved. Mrs Weasley kissed them all goodbye and gave them a lunch pack each. They got onto the train, just in time. They waved at Mr and Mrs Weasley, who soon was out of sight.
Harry turned to his three friends. "If you don't mind, I would prefer to be in a compartment by myself."
"Sure, but why?" Hermione said puzzled.
"Just need some time alone." Harry said, turned around, got his trunk and Hedwig and walked down the corridor to find an empty compartment. Ron, Hermione and Ginny got into one, were Dean Thomas, Seamus Finnigan, Neville Longbottom, Lavender Brown and Pavarti Patil sat. They looked confused, when Harry didn't get into the compartment. He could he the familiar voice of Dean Thomas asks Ron, Hermione and Ginny why he didn't come in. But didn't hear what they answered.
The very last compartment was free, all others where filled. He sat at the seat at the seat closest to the window. He watched as the land outside went past. Soon his eyes got very heavy and he fall asleep.
-- He was standing in a dark room, so dark he couldn't see anything. There was a 'puff' followed by a powerful light. In front of him stood a dark hooded figure, he led the hood fall and in front of him was Voldemort standing, Harry tried to get his wand out, but it wasn't there. "Join my ranks!" Voldemort hissed.
"I have already told you, no!" Harry said, as he clenched his fists.
"I will kill you friends, one by one." He told him, as he waved his wand. Around him came all his friends, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Neville and it went on. "I will make you choose which one I should kill first!" --
But he never had time to answer him, because someone tried to wake him up. He led out a loud scream as he got to his feet quickly. The person, who tried to wake him up, fell backwards down to the floor. His heart beat quickly. He tried to catch his breath, when he saw who wad getting to her feet.
"What are you doing here?" Harry asked, his heart still beating quickly.
"There weren't any other compartments free." Cho said sitting at her seat, next to her friend Marietta.
"Why did you wake me?" Harry said, sitting at his own seat.
"You were screaming! I think you had a nightmare."
"I was talking with someone." Harry said, but when he had said it, he could hear how ridiculous it sounded. Marietta giggled at his comment.
"Well, we can call it a 'bad-dream'." She said, with a smile on her face. Harry looked out of the window, she wouldn't understand if he told her about his dream. "Don't be silly, Harry. You sound so weird, sometimes."
"Thank-you," Harry said sarcastically, "but I wasn't lying to you, I was talking with someone! And not that it's any of you business, but it was Voldemort who I was talking with." Both of the girls shivered, as he said the name.
"W-what do you m-mean?" Cho said nervous.
"I mean, what I said. He was in my dream and we were talking!" Harry said, getting slightly annoyed. "I was screaming, because he said some things, I feared!" he sat staring out of the window for a long time, before he rose to his feet and walked towards the door. He was looking for the compartment where his friends were.
Finally he found it. He looked around, to see his friends smiling at him. "Why did it take so long for you to come?" Seamus asked.
"I fell asleep." Harry said, getting over to the only empty seat in the compartment.
"You don't look well. Are you all right?" Hermione asked, from her seat near the window.
"Well, I feel a little dizzy." He said, and it was true, he felt a little dizzy. He didn't listen to the conversation; he just sat in his very own thoughts. He then heard his stomach, complaining. "When are we at Hogwarts?" he asked, looking round at everyone.
"We must be there soon," Pavarti said, looking at her watch, "we've been on the train for many hours, now." And she had just finished, when the train started to slow down. They got out of the train and into the carriages. Soon they were sitting in the Great Hall, waiting for the sorting ceremony to finish.
"Finally," Ron said, when professor McGonagall rolled the scroll and took away the stool, "I'm starving." The dinner was delicious as every year. It tasted good, to be back where he really belonged.
When they had finished dinner, they all walked tired up to the Gryffindor Tower. He got into bed; feeling tired, but could not sleep. He took out the note, with the open positions for the Quidditch team:
Keeper: Ronald Weasley
Chaser #1:
Chaser #2:
Chaser #3:
Beater #1
Beater #2
Seeker: Ginny Weasley.
Harry found a quill and some ink, and crossed Ginny's name, and wrote his own. After all, he was the captain; he could what he wanted to. 'I think Ginny wants to be chaser, but I have to ask her just to be sure. I'll ask her at our first training' He thought, as he laid the note, quill and ink on his night table.