Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, I don't own Hermione Granger or any
other Hp characters, and I do not own any HP places, spells, phrases,
words, trees. I DO NOT OWN MY OWN SOCKS! okay I got away from myself.
Well maybe some of you angst lovers don't like the way I did off with it, but I promise before this is done, anyone who feeds off of angst will be full for a year. Well time for fun...
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Harry erupted from Hermione's back door in a weird mix of joy and energy, most of the guests hadn't arrived yet, in fact since he had left only two more people had joined them. That was fine with him. He snuck wordlessly down the steps into the pool putting a finger to his mouth as he came silently behind Hermione who seemed not to have noticed him and spread his arms as if to grab her from behind. "Harry Potter, sneaking up on me?" He lowered his bandaged arms slightly in shock, but this did not stop him from having fun. He leapt forward anyway and the two went falling into the water. When they surfaced everyone even Ron, who seemed to have barely been able to pull away from Erica, was laughing. He looked around, unable to see Hermione.
"What-ugh!" He felt fingers wrap around his ankle and tumbled backward. As he resurfaced he heard. "That's what you get Harry!" Hermione was smiling now but gave Ron a, 'what happened to him?' look that Harry didn't notice. Suddenly she looked past Harry and said. "Hey guys! Glad you could join us." Harry turned and watched as a familiar group of boys made their way towards the pool. They all wore swimming trunks and white wife beaters. "Harry these are some American kids who come here every now and then, call themselves," Harry interrupted grinning. "Unusual Stealth, met these guys earlier this week. How ya doing?" He raised his hand in welcome grinning almost childishly.
"So, you're the boy Hermione's been talking about," Shawn said looking slightly worried as he tossed aside his wife beater and joined them in the pool. The others followed suit. As he swam past Harry clearly heard him mutter. "Not entirely sure if this is the kind of guy for you Herm." He made a kind of motion with his finger across his right wrist. Harry then understood. "OOOH! I don't do that anymore." He grinned hugely despite this knowing feeling of not being whole. Why had he done it in the first place? Besides Hermy said she wuvs me." He said childishly as he put his arms around her waist. Harry didn't know how to tell her that he felt the same... but he was definitely working on a plan. She giggled lightly, and Shawn shot Harry a sort of look that was clearly true envy. It's obvious that Shawn had feelings for her, but ... who cares! As his Uncle Vernon would have said, that's life, and life sucks.
"Harry-" Harry dodged a wave as the form of Matt dropped into the pool near him, and grinned as he took Hermione underwater with him and they both came up. "-Potter!" He made as if to let go of her and she held onto his hand. "Just a moment longer." She whispered and moved back so she was leaning against him, he blushed causing many of the girls -except Erica who seemed thoroughly enticed by Ron- shot Hermione a look that was quiet like the one Shawn had just given Harry. A couple even winked at him. Hermione whispered something to Ron who barely seemed to notice. But he, Harry was preoccupied by the warm body against him that was pulling him to the steps in the corner of the pool. He gave in and was drawn out of the pool and into the shade of the patio. "RON! COME HERE!" Hermione scolded. Ron who seemed to be thinking that he should crack his wand in half right now and stay with Erica, hesitated and then followed. That's when Hermione rounded on Harry.
"What's happened to you!? You're acting as if nothing is wrong. Are you in denial about Sirius?" Harry was confused, and his face showed it. "Who is Sirius? The name rings a bell... but..." Ron and Hermione shared a worried look. "Harry Sirius is-" Hermione started but a new voice interrupted. "Not something to worry about." George Weasly stood behind Harry. "Ron, Hermione, come with me for a second." At Hermione's bid Harry returned to the pool where he lay on his back not truly moving but drifting from side to side in the water.
"What's going on here George!?" Hermione demanded in a good impression of the deputy headmistress of Hogwarts. "Harry wrote to me to meet him on the Knight bus. Once there he asked me if I would let him sort of, backup his memories on a pensive, and then erase a few. He made me do it. Now all he knows is that a pensive is in his vault, he doesn't know what's in it, but I do. Everything concerning Sirius Black is in there. Concerning his guilt as well.
Ron stood against a wall and turned to see Harry actually relaxing in the pool. "This sudden happiness is false then. He pretty much erased all bad emotions... correct?" George nodded. "I thought I ought to come just in case. Good thing I did... I'm going home now. Mom is worried sick." Hermione thought for a second then said. "Stay, swim with us. Just conjure yourself some trunks and join us." George grinned. "Under one condition. Ronnikins has to introduce me to his wuver." Ron turned red and the three soon joined the party. When they arrived, Harry was gone. Ron and George went to talk to Erica and Hermione began to look around and soon found Harry and Shawn and the others near the radio she had playing. It was currently playing a familiar rock song. She found Shawn singing to it and Harry doing an incredibly odd bit of slam dancing with Andrew and Matt. "And say all my prayers... WHAT COULD BE BETTER THEN A- SWAN DIVE INTO THE ASPHALT! I DON'T KNOW! NOTHING COULD BE BETTER THEN A- SWAN DIVE INTO THE ASPHALT!" It quieted for a moment. Then was softer. "You should ask somebody because I've got nothing to lose tonight I misplaced my life tonight, chased all my friends away tonight I don't say the right things I don't look the right way that's just not me I listen to my music too loud and watch too much damn TV" Something seemed to click with Harry and he stopped in mid jump... and a familiar morbid look hit and he just kind of sank to the ground...
Harry sat there confused. That song... had described how he had felt when he had awoken that morning... why was he so sad... so angry then... and not now... why had George been pointing a wand at him. Perhaps... he had had George erase something form his mind... yes... that must be it... the key to his sadness had been erased. Why? What was it? Suddenly his train of thought was interrupted by... no not now... but yes... his scar erupted into pain. He put his head in his hands growling from the exertion of not screaming. Suddenly he felt something new... his scar was bleeding. He began to shake.
Four of the members of Unusual Stealth backed away a good distance. Shawn was still away but not as far and was motioning for Drew to throw him the small bag he had brought. He caught the bag and withdrew a cross. "This dude possessed!" Lucky no up rise came because the music was too loud. Hermione kneeled down beside Harry. "He's hurt that's all. Shawn goes get me some gauze from the bathroom." Shawn abandoning his horrible joke tossed the untreated Cross onto the ground and rushed inside. Luckily the blood was in small quantities and after a while it had been stopped completely. "Hermione...." Harry said calmly. "Send them all away... and we have to run too." As he bid the muggles were soon gone with wishes for his recovery. "Voldemort and the Death Eaters are coming... all of Wizard kind is doomed if we fight him now Hermione. George can you call the order together? Tell a few of them to meet me..." He wracked his mind for a place where Voldemort wouldn't show up. "The Iron Maiden concert down town, I have some Muggle money and I can get the three of us in." George nodded and departed. "I've got a feeling that the memories in the pensive in my vault are what have caused me that sadness. After it all ends I need them back though, before we go to Hogwarts." Harry Ron and Hermione walked through Hermione's front door a few minutes later dressed in hooded cloaks. "Lets get down there fast it starts in three hours... the KB can't take us there. I instructed George to have them get us about halfway through the concert." With that the three ran down the driveway and out onto the street.
Back outside the Granger residence a red-haired boy stood up. "Time for some concert tickets." Shawn said.
Well maybe some of you angst lovers don't like the way I did off with it, but I promise before this is done, anyone who feeds off of angst will be full for a year. Well time for fun...
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Harry erupted from Hermione's back door in a weird mix of joy and energy, most of the guests hadn't arrived yet, in fact since he had left only two more people had joined them. That was fine with him. He snuck wordlessly down the steps into the pool putting a finger to his mouth as he came silently behind Hermione who seemed not to have noticed him and spread his arms as if to grab her from behind. "Harry Potter, sneaking up on me?" He lowered his bandaged arms slightly in shock, but this did not stop him from having fun. He leapt forward anyway and the two went falling into the water. When they surfaced everyone even Ron, who seemed to have barely been able to pull away from Erica, was laughing. He looked around, unable to see Hermione.
"What-ugh!" He felt fingers wrap around his ankle and tumbled backward. As he resurfaced he heard. "That's what you get Harry!" Hermione was smiling now but gave Ron a, 'what happened to him?' look that Harry didn't notice. Suddenly she looked past Harry and said. "Hey guys! Glad you could join us." Harry turned and watched as a familiar group of boys made their way towards the pool. They all wore swimming trunks and white wife beaters. "Harry these are some American kids who come here every now and then, call themselves," Harry interrupted grinning. "Unusual Stealth, met these guys earlier this week. How ya doing?" He raised his hand in welcome grinning almost childishly.
"So, you're the boy Hermione's been talking about," Shawn said looking slightly worried as he tossed aside his wife beater and joined them in the pool. The others followed suit. As he swam past Harry clearly heard him mutter. "Not entirely sure if this is the kind of guy for you Herm." He made a kind of motion with his finger across his right wrist. Harry then understood. "OOOH! I don't do that anymore." He grinned hugely despite this knowing feeling of not being whole. Why had he done it in the first place? Besides Hermy said she wuvs me." He said childishly as he put his arms around her waist. Harry didn't know how to tell her that he felt the same... but he was definitely working on a plan. She giggled lightly, and Shawn shot Harry a sort of look that was clearly true envy. It's obvious that Shawn had feelings for her, but ... who cares! As his Uncle Vernon would have said, that's life, and life sucks.
"Harry-" Harry dodged a wave as the form of Matt dropped into the pool near him, and grinned as he took Hermione underwater with him and they both came up. "-Potter!" He made as if to let go of her and she held onto his hand. "Just a moment longer." She whispered and moved back so she was leaning against him, he blushed causing many of the girls -except Erica who seemed thoroughly enticed by Ron- shot Hermione a look that was quiet like the one Shawn had just given Harry. A couple even winked at him. Hermione whispered something to Ron who barely seemed to notice. But he, Harry was preoccupied by the warm body against him that was pulling him to the steps in the corner of the pool. He gave in and was drawn out of the pool and into the shade of the patio. "RON! COME HERE!" Hermione scolded. Ron who seemed to be thinking that he should crack his wand in half right now and stay with Erica, hesitated and then followed. That's when Hermione rounded on Harry.
"What's happened to you!? You're acting as if nothing is wrong. Are you in denial about Sirius?" Harry was confused, and his face showed it. "Who is Sirius? The name rings a bell... but..." Ron and Hermione shared a worried look. "Harry Sirius is-" Hermione started but a new voice interrupted. "Not something to worry about." George Weasly stood behind Harry. "Ron, Hermione, come with me for a second." At Hermione's bid Harry returned to the pool where he lay on his back not truly moving but drifting from side to side in the water.
"What's going on here George!?" Hermione demanded in a good impression of the deputy headmistress of Hogwarts. "Harry wrote to me to meet him on the Knight bus. Once there he asked me if I would let him sort of, backup his memories on a pensive, and then erase a few. He made me do it. Now all he knows is that a pensive is in his vault, he doesn't know what's in it, but I do. Everything concerning Sirius Black is in there. Concerning his guilt as well.
Ron stood against a wall and turned to see Harry actually relaxing in the pool. "This sudden happiness is false then. He pretty much erased all bad emotions... correct?" George nodded. "I thought I ought to come just in case. Good thing I did... I'm going home now. Mom is worried sick." Hermione thought for a second then said. "Stay, swim with us. Just conjure yourself some trunks and join us." George grinned. "Under one condition. Ronnikins has to introduce me to his wuver." Ron turned red and the three soon joined the party. When they arrived, Harry was gone. Ron and George went to talk to Erica and Hermione began to look around and soon found Harry and Shawn and the others near the radio she had playing. It was currently playing a familiar rock song. She found Shawn singing to it and Harry doing an incredibly odd bit of slam dancing with Andrew and Matt. "And say all my prayers... WHAT COULD BE BETTER THEN A- SWAN DIVE INTO THE ASPHALT! I DON'T KNOW! NOTHING COULD BE BETTER THEN A- SWAN DIVE INTO THE ASPHALT!" It quieted for a moment. Then was softer. "You should ask somebody because I've got nothing to lose tonight I misplaced my life tonight, chased all my friends away tonight I don't say the right things I don't look the right way that's just not me I listen to my music too loud and watch too much damn TV" Something seemed to click with Harry and he stopped in mid jump... and a familiar morbid look hit and he just kind of sank to the ground...
Harry sat there confused. That song... had described how he had felt when he had awoken that morning... why was he so sad... so angry then... and not now... why had George been pointing a wand at him. Perhaps... he had had George erase something form his mind... yes... that must be it... the key to his sadness had been erased. Why? What was it? Suddenly his train of thought was interrupted by... no not now... but yes... his scar erupted into pain. He put his head in his hands growling from the exertion of not screaming. Suddenly he felt something new... his scar was bleeding. He began to shake.
Four of the members of Unusual Stealth backed away a good distance. Shawn was still away but not as far and was motioning for Drew to throw him the small bag he had brought. He caught the bag and withdrew a cross. "This dude possessed!" Lucky no up rise came because the music was too loud. Hermione kneeled down beside Harry. "He's hurt that's all. Shawn goes get me some gauze from the bathroom." Shawn abandoning his horrible joke tossed the untreated Cross onto the ground and rushed inside. Luckily the blood was in small quantities and after a while it had been stopped completely. "Hermione...." Harry said calmly. "Send them all away... and we have to run too." As he bid the muggles were soon gone with wishes for his recovery. "Voldemort and the Death Eaters are coming... all of Wizard kind is doomed if we fight him now Hermione. George can you call the order together? Tell a few of them to meet me..." He wracked his mind for a place where Voldemort wouldn't show up. "The Iron Maiden concert down town, I have some Muggle money and I can get the three of us in." George nodded and departed. "I've got a feeling that the memories in the pensive in my vault are what have caused me that sadness. After it all ends I need them back though, before we go to Hogwarts." Harry Ron and Hermione walked through Hermione's front door a few minutes later dressed in hooded cloaks. "Lets get down there fast it starts in three hours... the KB can't take us there. I instructed George to have them get us about halfway through the concert." With that the three ran down the driveway and out onto the street.
Back outside the Granger residence a red-haired boy stood up. "Time for some concert tickets." Shawn said.