A/N
I just can't leave this story alone. I figured I would take this chance to answer some reviews.
The Vampire Story Hunter asks "is there going to be any Harry going slightly evil in rage even in the story?"
-I don't know. I might have a little dark-side Harry action. But I won't give away the plot.
laura wants to know "I hope you were just kidding about the Draco/ Hermione action."
-Actually I am open to just about any pairing. But there are only a few pairings I won't do, Draco/Ginny and Harry with anyone but Ginny or Hermione.
Sorry for those of you who ship those. ^_^
Well, some of you want to know why I might not be posting for about a week, I live in Louisiana, but I am visiting my mother right now. At my other house I have to kiss butt every time I want to get online, plus I play football for my high school so sometime I just come home too sore to do anything. But I will try to update as often as possible. I never would have imagined this many people liked my stories. By the way, might be writing a short story, Harry has a band. ^_^ Well before my note gets longer than the story here it goes.
Harry Potter and the Sword of Kuan Ti
Chapter Four
The Dream
Dumbledore,
Voldemort got into my dreams, again. He must have found a way around the Occlumency; I don't know what to do.
Harry
Harry read over his letter again before he tied it to Hedwig's leg.
"Take this to Dumbledore, Hedwig." said Harry stroking her feathers lightly. She nipped his finger and took off out the window. Harry sighed heavily and rubbed his forehead, his scar was tingling from the dream. He got up and walked down the stairs to the living room. Half the family was up already, Ginny, Hermione and Ron were in their pajamas on the couch; Mr. Weasley and Mrs. Weasley were sitting in armchairs drinking coffee.
"Harry," said Mr. Weasley. "What exactly did you see in this dream?" Harry hesitated; he didn't want to tell them in front of her. He couldn't let her know.
"Maybe we should go outside to talk about this, Mr. Weasley." Harry said, silently applauding himself for his cunning. Mr. Weasley nodded and rose from the chair and led him to the backyard.
"Har-"said Hermione, but Harry cut her off.
"Just the two of us, Hermione. I will tell you later." Hermione shut her mouth and shot him a sour look.
When they were far enough away from the house Harry looked over at Mr. Weasley, the one man he could count on to listen right now.
"Mr. Weasley," he started, "I like your family a lot."
"And Molly and I love you like one of our sons, Harry." Mr. Weasley said with a smile.
"Mydreamwasaboutginny." Harry said a little too quickly.
"Come again, Harry?"
"M-my dream was about Ginny." He said nervously.
"Oh." Said Mr. Weasley simply. Harry proceeded to tell him about the rest of the dream.
"Well," said Mr. Weasley. "I think Dumbledore can shed more light on the subject than I can, but I imagine Voldemort has found out your feelings for my daughter. And now wants to use them against you." Harry nodded.
"I don't want anything to happen to Ginny." Harry said, looking down at the ground.
"Tell her how you feel, Harry." said Mr. Weasley
"You really think I should?" asked Harry.
"I'll leave the decision up to you, but I think you should tell her, Harry."
***
Harry walked into the house and Hermione nearly attacked him with questions.
"Harry what's going on? When did you start having dreams again? How do you think He got into your mind again?" she was talking so fast her face was turning red.
"Hermione," said Ron, "Harry needs to sort things out, let's leave the questions for later."
Hermione protested and tried to argue with Ron. Harry didn't care for now, he had to tell Ginny his feelings. He didn't want anything to distract him from that. He went to the couch and sat down next to her as Ron led Hermione out of the room, the beginnings of another row in progress.
"Those two…" said Ginny into her coffee cup.
"Um, Gin?" said Harry, he grew uncomfortably warm as she looked at him.
"Harry, are you okay? You look kind of pale." she said, sounding concerned.
"Gin, I know this sounds weird, but the dream. It was about you."
"Me?" she said, her voice sounded tiny. Her deep, chocolate colored eyes stared at him questioningly.
"Gin, I have feelings for you, I don't want to lie. But I think Voldemort knows that and he is trying to use it against me." Harry said, taking her hand in his.
"Y-you have feelings for me?" she asked.
"Yes, Ginny. Very strong feelings." He said looking into her eyes.
"Since when?" she asked, trying to keep her voice even.
"Since the train ride home last year, but I didn't realize until yesterday, in Diagon Alley."
"No." she said, shaking her head.
"No, what?" questioned Harry.
"I'm not going to let you do this to me, Harry!" she said a little too loudly. "I finally got over you, and now you, you do this." tears were forming in her eyes.
"Gin…" said Harry, only to be cut off by her jerking her hand from his grasp and running up stairs. A slamming sound confirmed that she had gone to her room.
"Damn it." said Harry to himself.
***
A few hours later, after the sun had rose Harry went outside and sat under a tree in the backyard. He thought about Ginny's reaction to his feelings, then his mind went back to the dream, it seemed so real. Ginny was laying there on the floor dead.
"Harry!" Ron's voice sounded angry as he burst out of the house, Hermione trailing behind him.
Harry stood up as he approached.
"What did you do to my sister?" asked Ron, his face bright red.
"Ron, don't." said Hermione.
"I'm not going to lie to you, Ron. I like Ginny, a lot. But she made it pretty clear she doesn't feel the same." Harry looked straight at his friend.
Ron growled and swung at Harry, but Harry's hand shot out and caught Ron's, and in a lightning fast motion Harry had Ron on the ground with his hand behind his back. Harry's free hand reached into the air and the sword materialized out of nowhere. Harry held it to Ron's neck, his pupils dilated until it looked like his entire eye was black.
"NO!" screamed Hermione, jumping on Harry. Harry shook his head and his eyes went back to normal, he saw his best friend whimpering underneath him and Hermione crying, trying to hold the hand with his sword back. The sword disappeared and Harry pulled Ron up, "Sorry, mate. I don't know what happened." Harry said, but Ron pushed him against the tree.
"Get out of my house." Said Ron, his voice deadly calm. Harry looked at Hermione and she turned her back on him and began to walk back to the Burrow.
"Ron..." said Harry, but Ron followed Hermione into the house.
Harry could feel the heat rising on his face, a tear rolled down his cheek. He had turned on his friends, now they turned on him. 'But why,' thought Harry, 'how did that happen?'
Then he remembered Myr's words,
'I made this sword for doing justice, Harry, but it corrupted the priest's mind. That's why I trained you to use it right, Harry, because the same can happen to you if you are careless.'
Harry stood up and began to walk towards the house. He had to tell Ron and Hermione everything.
A/N
Well, hope you all liked it. I made me a little sad to turn Harry against Ron, but don't worry its all part of the plot. It might be about a week until my next update, but don't worry I won't abandon the story. Thanks to all my reviewers.
~Jayden
I just can't leave this story alone. I figured I would take this chance to answer some reviews.
The Vampire Story Hunter asks "is there going to be any Harry going slightly evil in rage even in the story?"
-I don't know. I might have a little dark-side Harry action. But I won't give away the plot.
laura wants to know "I hope you were just kidding about the Draco/ Hermione action."
-Actually I am open to just about any pairing. But there are only a few pairings I won't do, Draco/Ginny and Harry with anyone but Ginny or Hermione.
Sorry for those of you who ship those. ^_^
Well, some of you want to know why I might not be posting for about a week, I live in Louisiana, but I am visiting my mother right now. At my other house I have to kiss butt every time I want to get online, plus I play football for my high school so sometime I just come home too sore to do anything. But I will try to update as often as possible. I never would have imagined this many people liked my stories. By the way, might be writing a short story, Harry has a band. ^_^ Well before my note gets longer than the story here it goes.
Harry Potter and the Sword of Kuan Ti
Chapter Four
The Dream
Dumbledore,
Voldemort got into my dreams, again. He must have found a way around the Occlumency; I don't know what to do.
Harry
Harry read over his letter again before he tied it to Hedwig's leg.
"Take this to Dumbledore, Hedwig." said Harry stroking her feathers lightly. She nipped his finger and took off out the window. Harry sighed heavily and rubbed his forehead, his scar was tingling from the dream. He got up and walked down the stairs to the living room. Half the family was up already, Ginny, Hermione and Ron were in their pajamas on the couch; Mr. Weasley and Mrs. Weasley were sitting in armchairs drinking coffee.
"Harry," said Mr. Weasley. "What exactly did you see in this dream?" Harry hesitated; he didn't want to tell them in front of her. He couldn't let her know.
"Maybe we should go outside to talk about this, Mr. Weasley." Harry said, silently applauding himself for his cunning. Mr. Weasley nodded and rose from the chair and led him to the backyard.
"Har-"said Hermione, but Harry cut her off.
"Just the two of us, Hermione. I will tell you later." Hermione shut her mouth and shot him a sour look.
When they were far enough away from the house Harry looked over at Mr. Weasley, the one man he could count on to listen right now.
"Mr. Weasley," he started, "I like your family a lot."
"And Molly and I love you like one of our sons, Harry." Mr. Weasley said with a smile.
"Mydreamwasaboutginny." Harry said a little too quickly.
"Come again, Harry?"
"M-my dream was about Ginny." He said nervously.
"Oh." Said Mr. Weasley simply. Harry proceeded to tell him about the rest of the dream.
"Well," said Mr. Weasley. "I think Dumbledore can shed more light on the subject than I can, but I imagine Voldemort has found out your feelings for my daughter. And now wants to use them against you." Harry nodded.
"I don't want anything to happen to Ginny." Harry said, looking down at the ground.
"Tell her how you feel, Harry." said Mr. Weasley
"You really think I should?" asked Harry.
"I'll leave the decision up to you, but I think you should tell her, Harry."
***
Harry walked into the house and Hermione nearly attacked him with questions.
"Harry what's going on? When did you start having dreams again? How do you think He got into your mind again?" she was talking so fast her face was turning red.
"Hermione," said Ron, "Harry needs to sort things out, let's leave the questions for later."
Hermione protested and tried to argue with Ron. Harry didn't care for now, he had to tell Ginny his feelings. He didn't want anything to distract him from that. He went to the couch and sat down next to her as Ron led Hermione out of the room, the beginnings of another row in progress.
"Those two…" said Ginny into her coffee cup.
"Um, Gin?" said Harry, he grew uncomfortably warm as she looked at him.
"Harry, are you okay? You look kind of pale." she said, sounding concerned.
"Gin, I know this sounds weird, but the dream. It was about you."
"Me?" she said, her voice sounded tiny. Her deep, chocolate colored eyes stared at him questioningly.
"Gin, I have feelings for you, I don't want to lie. But I think Voldemort knows that and he is trying to use it against me." Harry said, taking her hand in his.
"Y-you have feelings for me?" she asked.
"Yes, Ginny. Very strong feelings." He said looking into her eyes.
"Since when?" she asked, trying to keep her voice even.
"Since the train ride home last year, but I didn't realize until yesterday, in Diagon Alley."
"No." she said, shaking her head.
"No, what?" questioned Harry.
"I'm not going to let you do this to me, Harry!" she said a little too loudly. "I finally got over you, and now you, you do this." tears were forming in her eyes.
"Gin…" said Harry, only to be cut off by her jerking her hand from his grasp and running up stairs. A slamming sound confirmed that she had gone to her room.
"Damn it." said Harry to himself.
***
A few hours later, after the sun had rose Harry went outside and sat under a tree in the backyard. He thought about Ginny's reaction to his feelings, then his mind went back to the dream, it seemed so real. Ginny was laying there on the floor dead.
"Harry!" Ron's voice sounded angry as he burst out of the house, Hermione trailing behind him.
Harry stood up as he approached.
"What did you do to my sister?" asked Ron, his face bright red.
"Ron, don't." said Hermione.
"I'm not going to lie to you, Ron. I like Ginny, a lot. But she made it pretty clear she doesn't feel the same." Harry looked straight at his friend.
Ron growled and swung at Harry, but Harry's hand shot out and caught Ron's, and in a lightning fast motion Harry had Ron on the ground with his hand behind his back. Harry's free hand reached into the air and the sword materialized out of nowhere. Harry held it to Ron's neck, his pupils dilated until it looked like his entire eye was black.
"NO!" screamed Hermione, jumping on Harry. Harry shook his head and his eyes went back to normal, he saw his best friend whimpering underneath him and Hermione crying, trying to hold the hand with his sword back. The sword disappeared and Harry pulled Ron up, "Sorry, mate. I don't know what happened." Harry said, but Ron pushed him against the tree.
"Get out of my house." Said Ron, his voice deadly calm. Harry looked at Hermione and she turned her back on him and began to walk back to the Burrow.
"Ron..." said Harry, but Ron followed Hermione into the house.
Harry could feel the heat rising on his face, a tear rolled down his cheek. He had turned on his friends, now they turned on him. 'But why,' thought Harry, 'how did that happen?'
Then he remembered Myr's words,
'I made this sword for doing justice, Harry, but it corrupted the priest's mind. That's why I trained you to use it right, Harry, because the same can happen to you if you are careless.'
Harry stood up and began to walk towards the house. He had to tell Ron and Hermione everything.
A/N
Well, hope you all liked it. I made me a little sad to turn Harry against Ron, but don't worry its all part of the plot. It might be about a week until my next update, but don't worry I won't abandon the story. Thanks to all my reviewers.
~Jayden