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to Dani.
****** Thanks for the editing, Andy!
***** Titrated Pink: Welcome to the story.
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He went down again and found Hermione and Ron in deep conversation with some girl with brown hair.
He approached them.
'And here he comes.' said Hermione, referring to Harry.
'Oh, Hi, I'm Gabrielle Lupin. You must be Harry Potter!' she said.
'Uh.. yeah.'
'I've heard so much about you, from so many people. You must really love your life.' she added.
'Yeah, it's a peach.' he said sarcastically.
'Ignore him Gabrielle, he's going through a phase now. I can show you around, instead.' she told her.
'Can I come, too?' asked Ron.
'No, you can't.' said Melissa's voice. Hermione rolled her eyes. She was still obviously angry at her. She's told Ron so many times that she's not serious with him. She's just playing with him, and he's letting her.
Gabrielle was very nice. She was also extra ordinarily pretty. She was smart, too. But thankfully, Hermione was still the smartest.
Harry couldn't help but stare at her. Most of the boys did this. The girls were absolutely furious.
But due to the fact that Professor Lupin was her father, nothing really bad happened to her.
Harry went to bed only to have another dream. This time, of master Chan.
He was there in his four-poster bedroom, as if he didn't move, nor was dreaming. Master Chan was there.
'Mr. Potter, you must get out of there before they come. They are planning to come.it will be soon.This will mean trouble. Your training has not been completed yet. You must come back!' he said
Then he woke up. Was that a dream? It seemed so real.
Harry got up. It was after dawn, but the people were still sleeping. He decided to go the common room. Maybe people there are awake.
He got there but saw no one. No one except for Clay Olsen.
'You alone?' asked Harry, starting to make a conversation.
Clay just looked at him, his mysterious eyes locked on everything Harry does.
What's his problem? Harry thought.
He thought about his dream.or was it a dream?
What did Master Chan mean? And who were "they"? Did he really need to go back for training?
He didn't tell anyone yet. It wasn't that important. Yet.. somehow.. he thought if he asked Dumbledore, he might help.
He went to the office but the statue of the gargoyle didn't move at any of his mentioned passwords.
Thankfully enough, Dumbledore wasn't inside his office, he was outside, staring at Harry with amusement.
'You've cleared me out of passwords for the next 20 years, Harry.' he turned to the gargoyle and said 'Red rocket krunchers.' Which was the password.
Inside, Harry thought it was best if he hurried.
'Professor, I have a question.'
'Go ahead.'
'Uh.. How did you recognize us 16 years ago?' he asked him straight forward.
'Old friends told me everything. First I wasn't convinced but then they gave me evidence. I shan't tell you anymore.' he said with a grin.
'But who were they?'
'Ah, Harry.You'll soon find out. Now's not the right time. I happen to know that you've had a dream. a few strange dreams, actually.' he told him.
He told Dumbledore all the dreams that he's had and can remember. After telling him, he merely smiled and said, 'You must remember every dream you've told me. It seems to be telling a story. Now, if you'll please join your class at Language Class?'
Harry went and got his things for his class. He didn't feel like Dumbledore answered any of his questions but he was thankful he had the time.
As he went back, Harry heard crying in the girl's dormitories. The voice was familiar. He went and got his silver key that opened any door.
Since it was 10 minutes before any class started, there weren't a lot of people. In fact, there were no people at all!
He opened it and followed the crying. He found the room it came from and went in.
There, sitting next to her bed, her brown hair covering some parts of her face. Although, not enough face was covered and it was clear that it was....
Gabrielle Lupin.
She looked up and saw Harry staring at her. She quickly wiped her tears away.
'What do you think you're doing?' she asked hesitantly.
'Oh, I'm ..I didn't.I.'he stuttered.
'How rude! Boys aren't allowed here and even if you're the Harry Potter, you're still a nosy git!' she yelled.
It was a good thing the dorm was empty, her yell echoed for a whole minute. She was very angry.
'I'm sorry. I thought you were..'he was about to say Hermione but he figured it'd make things worse. 'Someone else, I didn't mean to intrude.' he said politely.
She had gotten over her anger now and was taken over by embarrassment.
'Um..well.would you mind going? Seeing me weep by people I barely know isn't exactly what I'd call fun.'
He suddenly left, leaving Gabrielle a smile of apology. He thought for a moment why she cried. But then since her comment of him being "nosy", he figured he'd just ignore this.
'Harry, where've you been? You were nearly going to be late!' whispered Hermione. It was their Language class and Lupin hadn't shown up yet.
'I know. I thought I.' he was about to say "heard you cry but it was Gabrielle" but he didn't want to give Hermione the thought that he liked her and before he could, Lupin entered. 'forgot my quill.' he lied.
'Okay.' she said and remained quiet the rest of the lesson because Lupin looked at them dangerously.
The Ministry people were everywhere. Neville tried very hard not to get any of transfiguration wrong but ended up getting worse. When he was asked to transfigure a copper wire to an earthworm, he made a whole new different species of "copper worm". The Ministry people were there to witness it too.
As the day continued, Harry and Ron felt restless. They were going to have their third match of the season, the last one in fact.
Their last lesson, at 3 pm, was History of Magic. Harry didn't want to pay attention as he had a lot on his mind.
He was surprised however, that Professor Binns wasn't going to talk about Goblin Rebellions or Pixie Protests, the ones they've been studying.
'Class, today I've decided to talk about something relating to an upcoming anniversary. The 500th anniversary of the Menzel Incident.'
The class had the look of bewilderment. Some even had the courage so ask, 'The what?'
'The Menzel Incident. 500 years ago in June ,a very powerful but unknown wizard died but helped a lot of people both magic and muggle. He had the ability to talk so many magical creatures. He was of course, not recognized as much as Merlin and our founding fathers as he kept himself unknown.
Now, in those days, there were many wizards who still believed Muggles should stay out of magic people's way. One of which, was an acquaintance of the unknown wizard. They disagreed on one very big thing, about Muggles and wizards. The unknown wizard believed that apart from lack magic, the muggles were very much the same as the next wizard. He was a very determined young man and wanted to make the two worlds unite. Unfortunately, the acquaintance knew of this and despised the idea. He also knew of the person's secret talent.
He was a very evil and kniving wizard. He killed him because of his ideas. The strange thing was, the unknown wizard was smiling before he died and managed to say 'I'm not the one'.
The class was full of both amazement and snickers. The snickers came from the people who thought this was a joke.
Harry didn't know what to think of this. As soon as the class bell rung, he went straight to the locker room.
'I haven't finished!' yelled Professor Binns but was too late as the class was empty.
****** Thanks for the editing, Andy!
***** Titrated Pink: Welcome to the story.
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He went down again and found Hermione and Ron in deep conversation with some girl with brown hair.
He approached them.
'And here he comes.' said Hermione, referring to Harry.
'Oh, Hi, I'm Gabrielle Lupin. You must be Harry Potter!' she said.
'Uh.. yeah.'
'I've heard so much about you, from so many people. You must really love your life.' she added.
'Yeah, it's a peach.' he said sarcastically.
'Ignore him Gabrielle, he's going through a phase now. I can show you around, instead.' she told her.
'Can I come, too?' asked Ron.
'No, you can't.' said Melissa's voice. Hermione rolled her eyes. She was still obviously angry at her. She's told Ron so many times that she's not serious with him. She's just playing with him, and he's letting her.
Gabrielle was very nice. She was also extra ordinarily pretty. She was smart, too. But thankfully, Hermione was still the smartest.
Harry couldn't help but stare at her. Most of the boys did this. The girls were absolutely furious.
But due to the fact that Professor Lupin was her father, nothing really bad happened to her.
Harry went to bed only to have another dream. This time, of master Chan.
He was there in his four-poster bedroom, as if he didn't move, nor was dreaming. Master Chan was there.
'Mr. Potter, you must get out of there before they come. They are planning to come.it will be soon.This will mean trouble. Your training has not been completed yet. You must come back!' he said
Then he woke up. Was that a dream? It seemed so real.
Harry got up. It was after dawn, but the people were still sleeping. He decided to go the common room. Maybe people there are awake.
He got there but saw no one. No one except for Clay Olsen.
'You alone?' asked Harry, starting to make a conversation.
Clay just looked at him, his mysterious eyes locked on everything Harry does.
What's his problem? Harry thought.
He thought about his dream.or was it a dream?
What did Master Chan mean? And who were "they"? Did he really need to go back for training?
He didn't tell anyone yet. It wasn't that important. Yet.. somehow.. he thought if he asked Dumbledore, he might help.
He went to the office but the statue of the gargoyle didn't move at any of his mentioned passwords.
Thankfully enough, Dumbledore wasn't inside his office, he was outside, staring at Harry with amusement.
'You've cleared me out of passwords for the next 20 years, Harry.' he turned to the gargoyle and said 'Red rocket krunchers.' Which was the password.
Inside, Harry thought it was best if he hurried.
'Professor, I have a question.'
'Go ahead.'
'Uh.. How did you recognize us 16 years ago?' he asked him straight forward.
'Old friends told me everything. First I wasn't convinced but then they gave me evidence. I shan't tell you anymore.' he said with a grin.
'But who were they?'
'Ah, Harry.You'll soon find out. Now's not the right time. I happen to know that you've had a dream. a few strange dreams, actually.' he told him.
He told Dumbledore all the dreams that he's had and can remember. After telling him, he merely smiled and said, 'You must remember every dream you've told me. It seems to be telling a story. Now, if you'll please join your class at Language Class?'
Harry went and got his things for his class. He didn't feel like Dumbledore answered any of his questions but he was thankful he had the time.
As he went back, Harry heard crying in the girl's dormitories. The voice was familiar. He went and got his silver key that opened any door.
Since it was 10 minutes before any class started, there weren't a lot of people. In fact, there were no people at all!
He opened it and followed the crying. He found the room it came from and went in.
There, sitting next to her bed, her brown hair covering some parts of her face. Although, not enough face was covered and it was clear that it was....
Gabrielle Lupin.
She looked up and saw Harry staring at her. She quickly wiped her tears away.
'What do you think you're doing?' she asked hesitantly.
'Oh, I'm ..I didn't.I.'he stuttered.
'How rude! Boys aren't allowed here and even if you're the Harry Potter, you're still a nosy git!' she yelled.
It was a good thing the dorm was empty, her yell echoed for a whole minute. She was very angry.
'I'm sorry. I thought you were..'he was about to say Hermione but he figured it'd make things worse. 'Someone else, I didn't mean to intrude.' he said politely.
She had gotten over her anger now and was taken over by embarrassment.
'Um..well.would you mind going? Seeing me weep by people I barely know isn't exactly what I'd call fun.'
He suddenly left, leaving Gabrielle a smile of apology. He thought for a moment why she cried. But then since her comment of him being "nosy", he figured he'd just ignore this.
'Harry, where've you been? You were nearly going to be late!' whispered Hermione. It was their Language class and Lupin hadn't shown up yet.
'I know. I thought I.' he was about to say "heard you cry but it was Gabrielle" but he didn't want to give Hermione the thought that he liked her and before he could, Lupin entered. 'forgot my quill.' he lied.
'Okay.' she said and remained quiet the rest of the lesson because Lupin looked at them dangerously.
The Ministry people were everywhere. Neville tried very hard not to get any of transfiguration wrong but ended up getting worse. When he was asked to transfigure a copper wire to an earthworm, he made a whole new different species of "copper worm". The Ministry people were there to witness it too.
As the day continued, Harry and Ron felt restless. They were going to have their third match of the season, the last one in fact.
Their last lesson, at 3 pm, was History of Magic. Harry didn't want to pay attention as he had a lot on his mind.
He was surprised however, that Professor Binns wasn't going to talk about Goblin Rebellions or Pixie Protests, the ones they've been studying.
'Class, today I've decided to talk about something relating to an upcoming anniversary. The 500th anniversary of the Menzel Incident.'
The class had the look of bewilderment. Some even had the courage so ask, 'The what?'
'The Menzel Incident. 500 years ago in June ,a very powerful but unknown wizard died but helped a lot of people both magic and muggle. He had the ability to talk so many magical creatures. He was of course, not recognized as much as Merlin and our founding fathers as he kept himself unknown.
Now, in those days, there were many wizards who still believed Muggles should stay out of magic people's way. One of which, was an acquaintance of the unknown wizard. They disagreed on one very big thing, about Muggles and wizards. The unknown wizard believed that apart from lack magic, the muggles were very much the same as the next wizard. He was a very determined young man and wanted to make the two worlds unite. Unfortunately, the acquaintance knew of this and despised the idea. He also knew of the person's secret talent.
He was a very evil and kniving wizard. He killed him because of his ideas. The strange thing was, the unknown wizard was smiling before he died and managed to say 'I'm not the one'.
The class was full of both amazement and snickers. The snickers came from the people who thought this was a joke.
Harry didn't know what to think of this. As soon as the class bell rung, he went straight to the locker room.
'I haven't finished!' yelled Professor Binns but was too late as the class was empty.