Disclaimer: Again, I'm doing this because? Are you telling me that by
Chapter 55 you haven't realized the HP & Co. belong to JKR? And that this
plot and other characters belong to Dani? That's the only reason you're
reading this. Or is it because I put funny things here every so often?
***** Nothing really to say.. Hmmm.. Just wanted to see if anyone was reading. Hehehehehe!!!
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When Harry got down, Eric was close enough to blurt out, 'Harry Potter! You're alive! But... how? When? What...' but before he could ask more, the chattering of the entire school made Harry shout.
'It's no big deal, really! I just happened to uh... dodge Voldemort's spell and uh... hide out.' Ignoring some twitches at the mention of Voldemort's name.
After the school stopped staring at Harry, they all went back inside as Professor McGonagall was ushering them.
Candice and Harry had an unmentioned agreement to stay friends. She slapped him on the shoulder.
'Welcome back, Harry.' she said as she left. Harry stayed behind and asked Ron and Hermione to do the same.
'What is it, Harry?' asked Hermione.
'I want to tell Ron everything.' he told her.
'What do you need me for?' she asked, knowing she didn't have to be there.
'To stay here while I tell him.' he said with a grin. 'You see, Ron, I went to a shop near Diagon Alley.' he started as the three of them found a bench to sit on.
When Harry finished, Ron had his mouth open.
'Blimey. So you think the pendant was reserved especially so you can buy it?' he asked, wondering.
Hermione rolled her eyes. 'You still think it was?'
'Uh, well it won't hurt to be a little...uh...open.' he said, cautiously.
'Yeah, Hermione. Besides. Liz obviously had, or should we say has, the hots for Harry's father. And, the fact that Harry had never been there kind of proves something, don't it?' said Ron. He was getting to be quite smart.
'Well...it just might be a hoax. So let's not jump not any conclusions. We can be open, but no conclusions yet, okay?' said Hermione, backing down.
The three agreed to do so and talked about other things. Like how boring Auror class was. Harry still looked forward to having real lessons with Mad Eye Moody.
Dinner was spent with lots of stares and glares. The glares mostly came from the Slytherin tables. Harry felt like 2nd year when everyone thought he was the heir of Slytherin and 4th year when everyone thought he put his own name in the Goblet of fire. This time, however, more people were wondering and curious more than disappointed.
He ate his dinner quietly and only when Dumbledore spoke was he able to look up.
'I would like to ask everyone to continue living as thought nothing significant happened whatsoever. It is not wise to dwell in wondering. Best to dwell in matters you can answer.' as he said this some students turned their head to Harry.
They got the message. "Leave Harry alone".
'Also, I would like to say that the Ministry of Magic will be paying us a few visits. They will be making notes, taking surveys. Pay no attention to men in black robes you may find taking notes in your classroom one day.' said Dumbledore, making every word heard. This was obviously important. 'Thank you.' and he sat down.
The Great hall was filled with sulking. It was obvious that they didn't like the idea of the Ministry taking notes of their behavior.
Hagrid approached them later that night. He wasn't hard to miss, him being 3 times the size of a normal man.
'I jus' came teh tell yeh that we'll be havin' the weddin' for real this time. July 13th.I'd like teh see yeh three there.Best be off now.'he told them.
'I still can't believe you're getting married, Hagrid.' said Hermione.
'Neither can I Hermione. But it's happening.' he said with a great grin under his bushy beard.
After they said goodbye to Hagrid, Ron brought up the Order.
'So you'll be taking over it when you reach 18? Won't you be a little too young to manage such a...' he was telling them but was cut off. Hermione was nudging him to be quiet.
Clay Olsen was staring at them with much interest. As he noticed they didn't feel comfortable, Clay started walking the other way.
The three of them went to the Gryffindor common room.
'He's on the spooky side, isn't he?' asked Ron sarcastically.
Harry was ignoring him. He was glad to be back in the Gryffindor common room. For a moment, he had the sudden urge to go into Godric Gryffindor's hidden chamber. Then when he felt Hermione's pull, the thought left his head.
He decided to get a good night's sleep instead. The common room was full anyway so he really couldn't enter the chamber. Hermione bode the two of the goodnight, having second thoughts on whether or not she should kiss Harry. After all, he did tell her he couldn't have a relationship now. Harry was having the same debate in his mind. Both decided not to give goodnight kisses and went to their dormitories.
He had another dream.
He was in a very comfortable and familiar house. There were two people talking.
'James, you'll see. You'll regret the day you chose her instead of me! I loved you. How could you...' said a woman's voice.
'Liz, please. I'm just asking you to leave me alone. If you touch my family...' he trailed off. A baby's cry was heard.
Harry suspected it was him. He saw his father turn around and attend to the crying Harry. The moment he blinked, the Liz person was out of sight.
He saw his father's relieved face. Then, someone entered. She had red hair.
'James, what happened?' she asked. She had the kindest voice.
'Liz was here again. I think we better take Dumbledore's word and move to Godric's Hollow, Lily.' he said. He was trembling. 'Who knows what she'll do. She might turn over to the dark side. She may even...' he trailed off.
Harry was waking up...
So Liz WAS is father's old admirer, he thought. He was somehow reminded of Pansy Parkinson.
He got up. He was going to have his real lessons today. And luckily for him, Language class was first.
***** Nothing really to say.. Hmmm.. Just wanted to see if anyone was reading. Hehehehehe!!!
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When Harry got down, Eric was close enough to blurt out, 'Harry Potter! You're alive! But... how? When? What...' but before he could ask more, the chattering of the entire school made Harry shout.
'It's no big deal, really! I just happened to uh... dodge Voldemort's spell and uh... hide out.' Ignoring some twitches at the mention of Voldemort's name.
After the school stopped staring at Harry, they all went back inside as Professor McGonagall was ushering them.
Candice and Harry had an unmentioned agreement to stay friends. She slapped him on the shoulder.
'Welcome back, Harry.' she said as she left. Harry stayed behind and asked Ron and Hermione to do the same.
'What is it, Harry?' asked Hermione.
'I want to tell Ron everything.' he told her.
'What do you need me for?' she asked, knowing she didn't have to be there.
'To stay here while I tell him.' he said with a grin. 'You see, Ron, I went to a shop near Diagon Alley.' he started as the three of them found a bench to sit on.
When Harry finished, Ron had his mouth open.
'Blimey. So you think the pendant was reserved especially so you can buy it?' he asked, wondering.
Hermione rolled her eyes. 'You still think it was?'
'Uh, well it won't hurt to be a little...uh...open.' he said, cautiously.
'Yeah, Hermione. Besides. Liz obviously had, or should we say has, the hots for Harry's father. And, the fact that Harry had never been there kind of proves something, don't it?' said Ron. He was getting to be quite smart.
'Well...it just might be a hoax. So let's not jump not any conclusions. We can be open, but no conclusions yet, okay?' said Hermione, backing down.
The three agreed to do so and talked about other things. Like how boring Auror class was. Harry still looked forward to having real lessons with Mad Eye Moody.
Dinner was spent with lots of stares and glares. The glares mostly came from the Slytherin tables. Harry felt like 2nd year when everyone thought he was the heir of Slytherin and 4th year when everyone thought he put his own name in the Goblet of fire. This time, however, more people were wondering and curious more than disappointed.
He ate his dinner quietly and only when Dumbledore spoke was he able to look up.
'I would like to ask everyone to continue living as thought nothing significant happened whatsoever. It is not wise to dwell in wondering. Best to dwell in matters you can answer.' as he said this some students turned their head to Harry.
They got the message. "Leave Harry alone".
'Also, I would like to say that the Ministry of Magic will be paying us a few visits. They will be making notes, taking surveys. Pay no attention to men in black robes you may find taking notes in your classroom one day.' said Dumbledore, making every word heard. This was obviously important. 'Thank you.' and he sat down.
The Great hall was filled with sulking. It was obvious that they didn't like the idea of the Ministry taking notes of their behavior.
Hagrid approached them later that night. He wasn't hard to miss, him being 3 times the size of a normal man.
'I jus' came teh tell yeh that we'll be havin' the weddin' for real this time. July 13th.I'd like teh see yeh three there.Best be off now.'he told them.
'I still can't believe you're getting married, Hagrid.' said Hermione.
'Neither can I Hermione. But it's happening.' he said with a great grin under his bushy beard.
After they said goodbye to Hagrid, Ron brought up the Order.
'So you'll be taking over it when you reach 18? Won't you be a little too young to manage such a...' he was telling them but was cut off. Hermione was nudging him to be quiet.
Clay Olsen was staring at them with much interest. As he noticed they didn't feel comfortable, Clay started walking the other way.
The three of them went to the Gryffindor common room.
'He's on the spooky side, isn't he?' asked Ron sarcastically.
Harry was ignoring him. He was glad to be back in the Gryffindor common room. For a moment, he had the sudden urge to go into Godric Gryffindor's hidden chamber. Then when he felt Hermione's pull, the thought left his head.
He decided to get a good night's sleep instead. The common room was full anyway so he really couldn't enter the chamber. Hermione bode the two of the goodnight, having second thoughts on whether or not she should kiss Harry. After all, he did tell her he couldn't have a relationship now. Harry was having the same debate in his mind. Both decided not to give goodnight kisses and went to their dormitories.
He had another dream.
He was in a very comfortable and familiar house. There were two people talking.
'James, you'll see. You'll regret the day you chose her instead of me! I loved you. How could you...' said a woman's voice.
'Liz, please. I'm just asking you to leave me alone. If you touch my family...' he trailed off. A baby's cry was heard.
Harry suspected it was him. He saw his father turn around and attend to the crying Harry. The moment he blinked, the Liz person was out of sight.
He saw his father's relieved face. Then, someone entered. She had red hair.
'James, what happened?' she asked. She had the kindest voice.
'Liz was here again. I think we better take Dumbledore's word and move to Godric's Hollow, Lily.' he said. He was trembling. 'Who knows what she'll do. She might turn over to the dark side. She may even...' he trailed off.
Harry was waking up...
So Liz WAS is father's old admirer, he thought. He was somehow reminded of Pansy Parkinson.
He got up. He was going to have his real lessons today. And luckily for him, Language class was first.