Disclaimer: I own Harry Potter! holds up complete collection of books but sadly the rights are not mine --. sigh At least I have Rei and the plot.
Plot: The story starts in the summer before Harry's sixth year. After his godfathers death Harry sunk into a depressed state and became a cutter.
Warnings: This fic is rated PG-13 for Violence, Language, and Love. Its not that bad but I might change the rating later.
Pairings: I'm not telling it wouldn't be as fun if I did. (that means she doesn't know)
Author(s): That would be me (Ashe in background: I edited!!!) OK!!! Ashe helped a little.
Chapter 2
Shadows in the dark
"Harry...oh Harry." a voice called to him in his sleep. "Ron I think he is coming around" Harry opened his eyes to see Ron and Hermione leaning over him. He sat up and rubbed the sleep from his eyes. Harry had gotten on the Hogwarts Express early and while waiting for Ron and Hermione he must have dozed off against the train window.
"We thought we were going to meet in the fourth cart, but when you didn't show up and the train started moving we decided to try looking for you" Ron said. Harry hadn't felt like being in the hustle and bustle that filled the upper carts so he had found refuge in the last compartment of the last car.
For close to two year the Ministry of Magic and the daily Prophet had insulted and slandered Harry for telling the truth of Voldemort's return. But last year after Voldemort and his band of Death Eaters had infiltrated the Ministry they had to face the facts. Voldemort was back and Harry had more than a few broken brain cells.
"I hope the Dursleys treated you well this summer" Hermione sat on the bench across from him after storing her trunk in the overhead compartment. Even though it had not been over three months since Harry had seen her, Hermione looked very different.
Her hair, which had been steadily growing longer, was now to her waist, her eyes looked tired and brimming with knowledge as if she had aged more mentally than physically. Her face held all the warmth and kindness of caring friend despite her weariness.
Ron opened his mouth as if to speak, but before he could the compartment door opened to reveal Draco Malfoy followed by his two cronies. "Well, well, well, if it isn't Potter and his little bad of idiots. Well I do have to say Potter this molding corner suits you perfectly fine." Crabbe and Goyle laughed behind their 'fearless' leader.
"Malfoy you have to the count of three to get out of my sight, before I hex you so bad your own mother wouldn't recognize you." Harry seethed out through gritted teeth.
"Well, unlike you Potter, I have a mother." The words had barely left his lips, when Harry shot up from his seat. Ron and Hermione anticipating this, latched on to Harry's arms before any harm could be done that would land Harry out of Hogwarts before he arrived there this year.
Harry felt his anger rise up in him. He was surprise by the burning heat that fuelled the anger, all the years of stress, lies, betrayal, and grief seemed to be suddenly directed at the blond Sytherin boy. When the heat became to much, he felt as if the Hoover damn broke inside him, temporarily blacking him out. As waves of heat cascaded off him, a girly scream reached his ear that seemed to come in the direction of Malfoy. From his right, where Hermione stood, he heard a gasp.
After what seemed like years, Harry finally regained control of his body as his slowly sight returned. The first sight to meet his gaze was the ceiling and two worried faces. Harry realized he must have fallen over, or pasted out. To minimize the embarrassment, he quickly sat up. Next he was greeted with the horrific and yet pleasing sight of Malfoy laying on the ground with scorch marks fraying over his body.
"Harr...Harr....Harry how did you do that?" Came Ron's shakie voice. He was stuttering so barely Harry almost laughed. Instead he was dumfounded Harry was dumbfounded.
"Do what?" He asked completely innocent, because in fact, he did not know what his friend was accusing him of.
"YOU SET ME ON FIRE! YOU NIMWITTED TWIT! TELL ME HOW YOU DID THAT YOU...YOU...YOU FREAK!" Malfoy screeched getting up also from the floor. Crabbe and Goyle grabbed the shrieking Malfoy and fled from the compartment. The red sliding door was thrown shut casing the glass to break.
Harry pulled himself up onto the bench seat and turned towards his friends. "What just happened?" Neither of his friends seemed to posses the ability to speak. They just stared at him with looks of astonishment and fear on their faces.
"You use elemental fire magic Harry. That's really advanced, where did you learn it? Most wizards need hours to say incantations and the wand movements cannot have even the slightest difference of the spell could backfire." Hermione glanced at Harry's wand hand. It was empty.
"Well that seems to explain the lamp." Once during the summer he had awoken to find that his bedside lamp was nothing more than ash. Harry had seen many weird things but he could thing of no spell that created an un speeding fire.
"You need to tell Dumbledore what happened. He might be able to help you control it" Hermione's answer was always to tell Dumbledore. Harry couldn't help but get annoyed with that statement, even if it was the most logical statement.
"That was bloody brilliant though! Did you se Draco's face? I never knew he screamed like a girl though." Ron smiled happily as he rambled on about Malfoy's stupid behaviors "I wish I had a photo of that. Harry you should do that again when I have a camera, it was priceless"
Hermione shot him a cold glare, "Harry would get expelled for sure if he did. It was one of the worst thing that could happen right now. Harry might get in big trouble"
"Still it was grand", Hermione seemed to give up on trying to change Ron's opinion. Harry couldn't help it any longer, He started to laugh. It was the first time since his godfathers death that he had laughed.
"God I've missed you guys" Harry smiled at them happier than he had been for a long while. They spent the remainder of the ride discussing what the Ministry might try to do know that they knew Voldemort was back. When they reached the Hogsmead station they boarded a black carriage with Neville and Luna Lovegood. After only thirty minuets the group was seated in the great hall waiting for the sorting to start.
Professor McGonagall sat the ragged sorting hat upon a small stool. A group of scared first years was heard into the great hall. They all looked worriedly at the hat as it started to move
Back in time around fifty years
Hogwarts pride was tumbling
Newly wrought trust was torn apart
Old friendships were crumbling
The students split in thirds
Slytherin who favored pure blood
Gryffindor who favored bravery
Last Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff who put trust in love
A dark power rose
Intent on damning all
He killed an ravaged at his pleasure
Until a small child brought his fall
The world thought the fear had gone
The evil believed to never return
The school united again at last
Old hatreds no longer did they burn
As time went on the child grew
But his childhood was already marred
The wizarding world praised him
Even though he was scared
At eleven he came to Hogwarts
Having never had a friend
Through the year he proved himself
Though many school rules he did bend
A group of students formed around him
They helped him in his task
For when the dark power returned
They where there until the last
The boy and the power spent five years in many fights
Each seeking the others quick demise
Most did not believe the boy and tried to bring him down
But the boy carried on his courage touching the skies
The moral of my story is quite simple even if it's hard
No matter the things said agings you reamain smart
Chose the path that you wish
And forever fallow your heart.
And now the sorting hat is here
And you all know the score
I sort you into houses
Because that is what i'm for
But this year I'll go further
Listen closely to my song
Though condemned I am to split you
Still I worry that it's wrong
Thought I must fufill my duty
And must quarter every year
Still I wonder whether sorting
May not bring the end I fear
Oh, know the perils, read the signs
The warning history shows
For our Hogwarts is in danger
From external, deadly foes
And we must unite inside her
Or we'll crumble from within
I have told you, I have warned you
Let the sorting now begin
Harry Ron and Hermione exchanged glances as Professor McGonagall started with the sorting: "Aiello, Rachel" a girl with long black hair tentatively stepped forward and sat upon the stool. The sorting hat barley touched her head before declaring her the first new 'Ravenclaw'. The Ravenclaw table clapped loudly as she made her way to towards the table.
Slower than usual the line of first years seemed to thin. After "Telzer, Rosa" was called Hermione turned to Harry "there doesn't seem to be a new face at the staff table" the group turned and looked towards the staff table. "Ant there seems to be an extra chair. You don't think the added another class do you? How will I be able to fit it in my schedule?" Ron gave Hermione a look of horror.
After "Zestel, Rave" to his place at the Slytherin table Dumbledore stood to make his speech. "This year I have the great honor of ..." He was interrupted by the sudden opening of the doors . In walked tow cloaked figures. Dumbledore turned to the doors of the great hall and the dark figures that stood there. "I have the great honor of introducing your new teachers Miss Rei and Sakura Moon your new Defense against the Dark Arts teachers"
The two mystirouis figures walked twards the staf table. The shorter of the two, she stood around 5'2", turned towards Dumbledore and bowed. "So sorry we are late" a small feminine voice came from under the black cloak, "a few Death Eaters slowed us down" The figure stood strait and removed the hood. Harry didn't know what he had expected the woman to look like but it was nothing close to what she did. The girl, for she looked to young to be an adult, had flaming read hair that resembled an sunset. Upon her face was a bright smile.
She and the other figure moved to the empty seats. They draped their cloaks over the backs of the chairs and sat down. The second figure was a tall woman with dark blue hair. Unlike the younger woman she wore a scowl rivaling Snape's upon her face.
Dumbledore turned back to the students "Fogel Togel Mits! Tuck in" The older students paid no head to this last part as the plates filled with food. The Great Hall was filled with the sound of merriment as the hungry students ate.
After finishing their meal the Gryffindor made the trek up to their tower. The fat lady greeted them happily as she swung aside. Harry went quickly to the room he had always slept in. His trunk was at the foot of his bed. Reaching inside he quickly removed his towel and knife and placed them beneath his pillow. Once he complied his task he headed back to the common room, planning on discussing the new dada teachers.
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Preview: Harry looked down at his hand. It was engulfed in what appeared to be flames, even though he felt no heat. "ready potter because here I come!" exclaimed Malfoy running towards him.
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REVIEW!!!!! please.
A/N: Well here it is my second chapter. it was a pain in the but to finish though. I hope you guys like it. If so please review, I need them to live . Love you all and goodnight.
Plot: The story starts in the summer before Harry's sixth year. After his godfathers death Harry sunk into a depressed state and became a cutter.
Warnings: This fic is rated PG-13 for Violence, Language, and Love. Its not that bad but I might change the rating later.
Pairings: I'm not telling it wouldn't be as fun if I did. (that means she doesn't know)
Author(s): That would be me (Ashe in background: I edited!!!) OK!!! Ashe helped a little.
Chapter 2
Shadows in the dark
"Harry...oh Harry." a voice called to him in his sleep. "Ron I think he is coming around" Harry opened his eyes to see Ron and Hermione leaning over him. He sat up and rubbed the sleep from his eyes. Harry had gotten on the Hogwarts Express early and while waiting for Ron and Hermione he must have dozed off against the train window.
"We thought we were going to meet in the fourth cart, but when you didn't show up and the train started moving we decided to try looking for you" Ron said. Harry hadn't felt like being in the hustle and bustle that filled the upper carts so he had found refuge in the last compartment of the last car.
For close to two year the Ministry of Magic and the daily Prophet had insulted and slandered Harry for telling the truth of Voldemort's return. But last year after Voldemort and his band of Death Eaters had infiltrated the Ministry they had to face the facts. Voldemort was back and Harry had more than a few broken brain cells.
"I hope the Dursleys treated you well this summer" Hermione sat on the bench across from him after storing her trunk in the overhead compartment. Even though it had not been over three months since Harry had seen her, Hermione looked very different.
Her hair, which had been steadily growing longer, was now to her waist, her eyes looked tired and brimming with knowledge as if she had aged more mentally than physically. Her face held all the warmth and kindness of caring friend despite her weariness.
Ron opened his mouth as if to speak, but before he could the compartment door opened to reveal Draco Malfoy followed by his two cronies. "Well, well, well, if it isn't Potter and his little bad of idiots. Well I do have to say Potter this molding corner suits you perfectly fine." Crabbe and Goyle laughed behind their 'fearless' leader.
"Malfoy you have to the count of three to get out of my sight, before I hex you so bad your own mother wouldn't recognize you." Harry seethed out through gritted teeth.
"Well, unlike you Potter, I have a mother." The words had barely left his lips, when Harry shot up from his seat. Ron and Hermione anticipating this, latched on to Harry's arms before any harm could be done that would land Harry out of Hogwarts before he arrived there this year.
Harry felt his anger rise up in him. He was surprise by the burning heat that fuelled the anger, all the years of stress, lies, betrayal, and grief seemed to be suddenly directed at the blond Sytherin boy. When the heat became to much, he felt as if the Hoover damn broke inside him, temporarily blacking him out. As waves of heat cascaded off him, a girly scream reached his ear that seemed to come in the direction of Malfoy. From his right, where Hermione stood, he heard a gasp.
After what seemed like years, Harry finally regained control of his body as his slowly sight returned. The first sight to meet his gaze was the ceiling and two worried faces. Harry realized he must have fallen over, or pasted out. To minimize the embarrassment, he quickly sat up. Next he was greeted with the horrific and yet pleasing sight of Malfoy laying on the ground with scorch marks fraying over his body.
"Harr...Harr....Harry how did you do that?" Came Ron's shakie voice. He was stuttering so barely Harry almost laughed. Instead he was dumfounded Harry was dumbfounded.
"Do what?" He asked completely innocent, because in fact, he did not know what his friend was accusing him of.
"YOU SET ME ON FIRE! YOU NIMWITTED TWIT! TELL ME HOW YOU DID THAT YOU...YOU...YOU FREAK!" Malfoy screeched getting up also from the floor. Crabbe and Goyle grabbed the shrieking Malfoy and fled from the compartment. The red sliding door was thrown shut casing the glass to break.
Harry pulled himself up onto the bench seat and turned towards his friends. "What just happened?" Neither of his friends seemed to posses the ability to speak. They just stared at him with looks of astonishment and fear on their faces.
"You use elemental fire magic Harry. That's really advanced, where did you learn it? Most wizards need hours to say incantations and the wand movements cannot have even the slightest difference of the spell could backfire." Hermione glanced at Harry's wand hand. It was empty.
"Well that seems to explain the lamp." Once during the summer he had awoken to find that his bedside lamp was nothing more than ash. Harry had seen many weird things but he could thing of no spell that created an un speeding fire.
"You need to tell Dumbledore what happened. He might be able to help you control it" Hermione's answer was always to tell Dumbledore. Harry couldn't help but get annoyed with that statement, even if it was the most logical statement.
"That was bloody brilliant though! Did you se Draco's face? I never knew he screamed like a girl though." Ron smiled happily as he rambled on about Malfoy's stupid behaviors "I wish I had a photo of that. Harry you should do that again when I have a camera, it was priceless"
Hermione shot him a cold glare, "Harry would get expelled for sure if he did. It was one of the worst thing that could happen right now. Harry might get in big trouble"
"Still it was grand", Hermione seemed to give up on trying to change Ron's opinion. Harry couldn't help it any longer, He started to laugh. It was the first time since his godfathers death that he had laughed.
"God I've missed you guys" Harry smiled at them happier than he had been for a long while. They spent the remainder of the ride discussing what the Ministry might try to do know that they knew Voldemort was back. When they reached the Hogsmead station they boarded a black carriage with Neville and Luna Lovegood. After only thirty minuets the group was seated in the great hall waiting for the sorting to start.
Professor McGonagall sat the ragged sorting hat upon a small stool. A group of scared first years was heard into the great hall. They all looked worriedly at the hat as it started to move
Back in time around fifty years
Hogwarts pride was tumbling
Newly wrought trust was torn apart
Old friendships were crumbling
The students split in thirds
Slytherin who favored pure blood
Gryffindor who favored bravery
Last Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff who put trust in love
A dark power rose
Intent on damning all
He killed an ravaged at his pleasure
Until a small child brought his fall
The world thought the fear had gone
The evil believed to never return
The school united again at last
Old hatreds no longer did they burn
As time went on the child grew
But his childhood was already marred
The wizarding world praised him
Even though he was scared
At eleven he came to Hogwarts
Having never had a friend
Through the year he proved himself
Though many school rules he did bend
A group of students formed around him
They helped him in his task
For when the dark power returned
They where there until the last
The boy and the power spent five years in many fights
Each seeking the others quick demise
Most did not believe the boy and tried to bring him down
But the boy carried on his courage touching the skies
The moral of my story is quite simple even if it's hard
No matter the things said agings you reamain smart
Chose the path that you wish
And forever fallow your heart.
And now the sorting hat is here
And you all know the score
I sort you into houses
Because that is what i'm for
But this year I'll go further
Listen closely to my song
Though condemned I am to split you
Still I worry that it's wrong
Thought I must fufill my duty
And must quarter every year
Still I wonder whether sorting
May not bring the end I fear
Oh, know the perils, read the signs
The warning history shows
For our Hogwarts is in danger
From external, deadly foes
And we must unite inside her
Or we'll crumble from within
I have told you, I have warned you
Let the sorting now begin
Harry Ron and Hermione exchanged glances as Professor McGonagall started with the sorting: "Aiello, Rachel" a girl with long black hair tentatively stepped forward and sat upon the stool. The sorting hat barley touched her head before declaring her the first new 'Ravenclaw'. The Ravenclaw table clapped loudly as she made her way to towards the table.
Slower than usual the line of first years seemed to thin. After "Telzer, Rosa" was called Hermione turned to Harry "there doesn't seem to be a new face at the staff table" the group turned and looked towards the staff table. "Ant there seems to be an extra chair. You don't think the added another class do you? How will I be able to fit it in my schedule?" Ron gave Hermione a look of horror.
After "Zestel, Rave" to his place at the Slytherin table Dumbledore stood to make his speech. "This year I have the great honor of ..." He was interrupted by the sudden opening of the doors . In walked tow cloaked figures. Dumbledore turned to the doors of the great hall and the dark figures that stood there. "I have the great honor of introducing your new teachers Miss Rei and Sakura Moon your new Defense against the Dark Arts teachers"
The two mystirouis figures walked twards the staf table. The shorter of the two, she stood around 5'2", turned towards Dumbledore and bowed. "So sorry we are late" a small feminine voice came from under the black cloak, "a few Death Eaters slowed us down" The figure stood strait and removed the hood. Harry didn't know what he had expected the woman to look like but it was nothing close to what she did. The girl, for she looked to young to be an adult, had flaming read hair that resembled an sunset. Upon her face was a bright smile.
She and the other figure moved to the empty seats. They draped their cloaks over the backs of the chairs and sat down. The second figure was a tall woman with dark blue hair. Unlike the younger woman she wore a scowl rivaling Snape's upon her face.
Dumbledore turned back to the students "Fogel Togel Mits! Tuck in" The older students paid no head to this last part as the plates filled with food. The Great Hall was filled with the sound of merriment as the hungry students ate.
After finishing their meal the Gryffindor made the trek up to their tower. The fat lady greeted them happily as she swung aside. Harry went quickly to the room he had always slept in. His trunk was at the foot of his bed. Reaching inside he quickly removed his towel and knife and placed them beneath his pillow. Once he complied his task he headed back to the common room, planning on discussing the new dada teachers.
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Preview: Harry looked down at his hand. It was engulfed in what appeared to be flames, even though he felt no heat. "ready potter because here I come!" exclaimed Malfoy running towards him.
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REVIEW!!!!! please.
A/N: Well here it is my second chapter. it was a pain in the but to finish though. I hope you guys like it. If so please review, I need them to live . Love you all and goodnight.