Sixth Year Blues.
Harry Potter and his friends Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley were sitting on the front row of a set of chairs outside in a graveyard. They were surrounded by they're friends and family, and they were all arranged around an open grave. The service had just ended but Harry hadn't noticed, everyone was getting up to leave. Harry stood up and went and stood next to the grave, Hermione and Ron went and stood next to him.
He wasn't sure how long he had stood there and what he had said to those who were comforting him as they left. He was broken out of his reverie by a soft voice beside him,
'Harry? It's getting late, we really should get going,' Hermione had said to him,
'Hermione's right Harry, we should get back or we'll miss the wake.' Ron agreed.
'You guys go ahead, I'm gonna stay here a little longer, plus I'm not in the waking mood, in fact I'm kinda tired,' Harry replied, Hermione gave a weak smile at Harry's attempt to lighten the mood, but she still looked unconvinced, Harry noticed, 'Trust me Mione, I'll be okay.' Hermione nodded and squeezed Harry's hand which until that moment Harry hadn't noticed he'd been holding onto. Hermione motioned for Ron to follow her and the two friends walked off to the car that was waiting for them.
Harry was still standing by the grave after it had gone dark. A figure walked up to him. 'Sorry,' a female voice spoke, 'I got here as soon as I could.' She said as their hands entwined.
'It's okay you're here now,' Harry replied. The two teenagers stood side by side as the stars came out above them in a comfortable silence.
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Meanwhile at the wake, Hermione was worried.
'Are you sure he'll be okay Ron, he should be here by now,' Hermione asked Ron.
'Hermione don't worry, Harry can take care of himself, you know that,'
'But-'
'Hermione, he'll be fine, trust me.' Hermione stayed quiet but her thoughts didn't. Before she could voice her thoughts again Dumbledore stood up and clinked his glass.
'I would like to thank everyone for coming, Sirius was a great man, he lived his teenage years as a trouble maker and great friend, but yet he lived most of his adult life as a very serious man, he was sentenced for a crime he did not commit, and it is with great pleasure that tonight I can finally toast the name Sirius Black, for tonight he is finally free. To Sirius' Dumbledore raised his glass along with the rest of the crowd and a chorus of 'To Sirius' could be heard.
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Harry and the mysterious girl were sitting by a gravestone leaning on it, there was no space between they're bodies.
'Adriana?' Harry said.
'Yeah?'
'Your lucky, you know that right?'
'Care to explain?' Adriana said twisting her head to look at Harry's face, diverting her gaze from their still entwined hands.
'Well, you grew up away form all of this, you didn't get the wizarding gene, you lived your life in the safeness that is being a muggle, you didn't have to deal with this pain, the thoughts going through your head, like why am I famous? Or am I really what every wizard says I am? You didn't have the knowledge that you're father was a murderer, you didn't even know who he was. You were safe from magic, you didn't know about it'
'Yeah, maybe I'm lucky because of that, but I'm also as unlucky as you are, you do realise that we are very similar, we have a lot in common.' Adriana stopped talking then.
'Feel free to embellish on that part then,' Harry said to her with a curious look on his face.
'Just waiting for an invitation,' Adriana told him with a small smile on her face, 'yeah I did grow up around muggles without any knowledge of the wizarding world, but I didn't know my father either, and then I finally find him and he's dead, I never knew him, just like you never knew yours, and I don't even look like him, I'm a copy of my mother, I can't do what you do, I can't show Remus his best friend because I look nothing like his best friend, yet you look like your father so you can.'
'Yeah I guess your right, but at least you weren't famous without knowing it, and that you weren't targeted by an evil wizard!' Harry told her trying to comfort her but Adriana just laughed leaving, Harry with a comical confused expression written all over his face.
'Harry! I lived in Detroit for 15 years, how safe did you think I was growing up. There are drug dealers and rapists on the streets, but the funny thing was I was never targeted by them, in fact they were really friendly to me, wouldn't think about hurting me, but then one night I was walking home from school, I had a choir practice and it had run late so it was pretty dark by the time I got my neighbourhood. And I was just a block away form my house when I was attacked, actually I was ambushed, by these guys in robes and hoods and they had wands, one of them pointed it at me and said something and all I remember was incredible pain coursing through my veins, my blood,' Adriana paused, 'and then nothing, I didn't feel anything because I had on instinct thrown my hand out and knocked the wand out of his hand, and the pain stopped, but then they screamed in agony, and then they were gone.' Adriana stopped talking and looked at the ground.
'Death Eaters attacked you?' Adriana nodded slightly, 'But why? And how did you survive?'
'I ask myself that everyday, can I tell you something? You have to promise to not tell anyone unless I tell you to.' Harry nodded.
'Of course.'
'I was attacked when I was 13, and I swore to myself it would never happen again, I made sure that I was ready for the next time they came, so I trained, I trained and trained and took every single type of fighting type there was, but somehow I knew it wasn't enough. So I got into the magicks. I went to the library of all places and found books on Wiccan magic. For some strange reason I picked it up easily, t just came to me, and then on the eve of my fourteenth birthday I was attacked again, but this time I was ready, I won, I managed to transport them to wherever the hell they came from and I haven't seen any of them since.' When Harry didn't say anything, Adriana didn't whether she sat there looking down at their entwined hands happy in the silence.
'How long do you need me to stay here?' Harry asked.
'How's forever suit you?' Adriana didn't look at him and Harry didn't look at her either they both just looked at their hands.
'Forever's good, I can do that,' Harry replied easily.
'But what about school, you still have two years left?' Adriana asked him, still not looking at him.
'I can miss them, I don't exactly have the best of times there anymore, not since fourth year,'
'Not since Cedric,'
'Yeah and other things,'
'Not since you got over Cho and fell for a girl who isn't called Hermione Granger?' Adriana said with a sly smile.
'Maybe' Harry replied, Adriana just smiled, finally Harry had admitted it.
'You know what forever isn't good anymore, you have to go to Hogwarts, you never know it might just surprise you and be boring!'
'You do realise you just jinxed it and now my sixth year is going to be hell right?'
'Oh come on, how bad could it possibly be?' Harry just looked at her pointedly. 'I just made the jinx worse didn't I?' Harry simply nodded.
'Thanks a lot Adriana,' Harry said sarcastically.
'Hey! You never know, you could be surprised.' Adriana told. 'I'm tired, here endeth the conversation.' Adriana got up and helped Harry up with surprising strength, 'Come on, you can crash at my place.' The two teenagers walked off into through the graveyard hand in hand, unbeknownst to them a pair of gleaming red eyes followed their every move.
'A surprise is sure my dear, and you play a big part'
Harry Potter and his friends Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley were sitting on the front row of a set of chairs outside in a graveyard. They were surrounded by they're friends and family, and they were all arranged around an open grave. The service had just ended but Harry hadn't noticed, everyone was getting up to leave. Harry stood up and went and stood next to the grave, Hermione and Ron went and stood next to him.
He wasn't sure how long he had stood there and what he had said to those who were comforting him as they left. He was broken out of his reverie by a soft voice beside him,
'Harry? It's getting late, we really should get going,' Hermione had said to him,
'Hermione's right Harry, we should get back or we'll miss the wake.' Ron agreed.
'You guys go ahead, I'm gonna stay here a little longer, plus I'm not in the waking mood, in fact I'm kinda tired,' Harry replied, Hermione gave a weak smile at Harry's attempt to lighten the mood, but she still looked unconvinced, Harry noticed, 'Trust me Mione, I'll be okay.' Hermione nodded and squeezed Harry's hand which until that moment Harry hadn't noticed he'd been holding onto. Hermione motioned for Ron to follow her and the two friends walked off to the car that was waiting for them.
Harry was still standing by the grave after it had gone dark. A figure walked up to him. 'Sorry,' a female voice spoke, 'I got here as soon as I could.' She said as their hands entwined.
'It's okay you're here now,' Harry replied. The two teenagers stood side by side as the stars came out above them in a comfortable silence.
##
Meanwhile at the wake, Hermione was worried.
'Are you sure he'll be okay Ron, he should be here by now,' Hermione asked Ron.
'Hermione don't worry, Harry can take care of himself, you know that,'
'But-'
'Hermione, he'll be fine, trust me.' Hermione stayed quiet but her thoughts didn't. Before she could voice her thoughts again Dumbledore stood up and clinked his glass.
'I would like to thank everyone for coming, Sirius was a great man, he lived his teenage years as a trouble maker and great friend, but yet he lived most of his adult life as a very serious man, he was sentenced for a crime he did not commit, and it is with great pleasure that tonight I can finally toast the name Sirius Black, for tonight he is finally free. To Sirius' Dumbledore raised his glass along with the rest of the crowd and a chorus of 'To Sirius' could be heard.
##
Harry and the mysterious girl were sitting by a gravestone leaning on it, there was no space between they're bodies.
'Adriana?' Harry said.
'Yeah?'
'Your lucky, you know that right?'
'Care to explain?' Adriana said twisting her head to look at Harry's face, diverting her gaze from their still entwined hands.
'Well, you grew up away form all of this, you didn't get the wizarding gene, you lived your life in the safeness that is being a muggle, you didn't have to deal with this pain, the thoughts going through your head, like why am I famous? Or am I really what every wizard says I am? You didn't have the knowledge that you're father was a murderer, you didn't even know who he was. You were safe from magic, you didn't know about it'
'Yeah, maybe I'm lucky because of that, but I'm also as unlucky as you are, you do realise that we are very similar, we have a lot in common.' Adriana stopped talking then.
'Feel free to embellish on that part then,' Harry said to her with a curious look on his face.
'Just waiting for an invitation,' Adriana told him with a small smile on her face, 'yeah I did grow up around muggles without any knowledge of the wizarding world, but I didn't know my father either, and then I finally find him and he's dead, I never knew him, just like you never knew yours, and I don't even look like him, I'm a copy of my mother, I can't do what you do, I can't show Remus his best friend because I look nothing like his best friend, yet you look like your father so you can.'
'Yeah I guess your right, but at least you weren't famous without knowing it, and that you weren't targeted by an evil wizard!' Harry told her trying to comfort her but Adriana just laughed leaving, Harry with a comical confused expression written all over his face.
'Harry! I lived in Detroit for 15 years, how safe did you think I was growing up. There are drug dealers and rapists on the streets, but the funny thing was I was never targeted by them, in fact they were really friendly to me, wouldn't think about hurting me, but then one night I was walking home from school, I had a choir practice and it had run late so it was pretty dark by the time I got my neighbourhood. And I was just a block away form my house when I was attacked, actually I was ambushed, by these guys in robes and hoods and they had wands, one of them pointed it at me and said something and all I remember was incredible pain coursing through my veins, my blood,' Adriana paused, 'and then nothing, I didn't feel anything because I had on instinct thrown my hand out and knocked the wand out of his hand, and the pain stopped, but then they screamed in agony, and then they were gone.' Adriana stopped talking and looked at the ground.
'Death Eaters attacked you?' Adriana nodded slightly, 'But why? And how did you survive?'
'I ask myself that everyday, can I tell you something? You have to promise to not tell anyone unless I tell you to.' Harry nodded.
'Of course.'
'I was attacked when I was 13, and I swore to myself it would never happen again, I made sure that I was ready for the next time they came, so I trained, I trained and trained and took every single type of fighting type there was, but somehow I knew it wasn't enough. So I got into the magicks. I went to the library of all places and found books on Wiccan magic. For some strange reason I picked it up easily, t just came to me, and then on the eve of my fourteenth birthday I was attacked again, but this time I was ready, I won, I managed to transport them to wherever the hell they came from and I haven't seen any of them since.' When Harry didn't say anything, Adriana didn't whether she sat there looking down at their entwined hands happy in the silence.
'How long do you need me to stay here?' Harry asked.
'How's forever suit you?' Adriana didn't look at him and Harry didn't look at her either they both just looked at their hands.
'Forever's good, I can do that,' Harry replied easily.
'But what about school, you still have two years left?' Adriana asked him, still not looking at him.
'I can miss them, I don't exactly have the best of times there anymore, not since fourth year,'
'Not since Cedric,'
'Yeah and other things,'
'Not since you got over Cho and fell for a girl who isn't called Hermione Granger?' Adriana said with a sly smile.
'Maybe' Harry replied, Adriana just smiled, finally Harry had admitted it.
'You know what forever isn't good anymore, you have to go to Hogwarts, you never know it might just surprise you and be boring!'
'You do realise you just jinxed it and now my sixth year is going to be hell right?'
'Oh come on, how bad could it possibly be?' Harry just looked at her pointedly. 'I just made the jinx worse didn't I?' Harry simply nodded.
'Thanks a lot Adriana,' Harry said sarcastically.
'Hey! You never know, you could be surprised.' Adriana told. 'I'm tired, here endeth the conversation.' Adriana got up and helped Harry up with surprising strength, 'Come on, you can crash at my place.' The two teenagers walked off into through the graveyard hand in hand, unbeknownst to them a pair of gleaming red eyes followed their every move.
'A surprise is sure my dear, and you play a big part'