Harry Potter
(By Faithinhisplan)
A/n: All I have to say is that I love to write ha-ha. Enjoy. I think this is one of the longest chapters. Srry!
Disclaimer: I still don't own Harry Potter, but what I forgot to mention in the first chapter is I own Dasha.
Chapter Two: A Shadow in the Dark
(By Faith)
"Dasha, Wait! I need to ask you something. It's really important!" Ron yelled as he ran down the stairs from the Gryffindor tower to the Grand Staircase was. Dasha looked over her shoulder and smiled.
"What did you want, Ron?" She asked as they both made there way down the steps.
"I wanted to know if you asked Dumbledore about picking Harry up early yet."
Dasha smiled again and said, "Yes, I have. As a matter of fact I'm on my way right now, so take this parchment and write Harry a letter telling him to be ready when I get there." She reached in her pocket and grabbed an envelope addressed to Harry Potter. Ron nodded and ran back up the stairs to the Gryffindor Common Room. When he arrived he noticed Hermione sitting by a window by herself.
"Hermione, what's wrong with you?" he asked walking over to her.
Startled she said, "Oh, nothing. I'm just worried. Usually Harry writes back when we send him letters." Ron rolled his eyes.
"He probably hasn't even got it yet, so stop worrying. Anyways," he said as they both walked over to a table and sat down.
"Dasha wants me to write another letter to him telling him that he needs to be ready when she picks him up tonight." Hermione's eyes grew wide.
"Ron, really don't you think its dangerous bringing Harry here? I mean..." she was cut off.
"Hermione, you were the one that wrote to Harry saying we were bored without him here. Now, I have to get this letter off before Dasha gets to Harry, so be quiet and help me think of what to write."
Meanwhile...
Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia were watching the news as Harry sat on the kitchen floor behind the counter trying to pick up any information about the Wizarding world, but he hadn't heard anything interesting so far.
Right when he decided to leave the kitchen and go back up stairs the announcer came on the news, "A few years ago the murdering man known as Sirius Black escaped from prison and went in to hiding."
Harry's heart leaped at the sound of Sirius Black's name. The announcer continued as Harry stood up and walked up to the couch behind the Dursleys who did not seem to notice him.
"Now, after three years, an eye witness says that he was the one who saw Sirius Black die. Police are still questioning this man as to how Sirius died, but all we know is that he died trying to steal something in one of the rooms of a library in London. Police think it was top secret information."
Uncle Vernon suddenly realized Harry was in the room and turned the TV off. He turned is beady eyes to Harry and smiled sinisterly. Harry's heart sank. He knew what was coming.
"Well, now." Uncle Vernon said standing up and walking over to Harry. "Godfather's dead isn't he? I'm sure you had some part to play in these. Didn't help steal anything for him, did you?"
Harry didn't say anything. What was he to do? Sirius was the only real "family" he had ever loved. Now the Dursley's knew he was dead. Harry surmised he could still go live at Sirius' house or he could get Lupin to adopt him, but what was the use. Sirius Black was the only person who made life worth living. As Harry turned to walk back up stairs he suddenly heard a loud crackling sound coming from his room.
"Potter! If that thing makes anymore noise it's out of this house! Do I make myself clear?"
"Yeah, Yeah!" Harry yelled from the stairs, but he knew that Uncle Vernon meant it this time. Now, since Sirius was dead, Harry knew that they would take every advantage they could get to ruin his life. He couldn't wait to get back to Hogwarts.
He slowly walked up to his bedroom door and opened it. When he walked in Pigwidgeon started zooming around his head with a letter tied to his leg. Harry carefully pulled the letter off his leg and he zoomed out the window. Harry shook his head and sighed as he looked at the parchment inside the envelope. He slowly pulled it out and began to read his handwriting:
Dear Harry,
I bet you're bored. Well I have great news for you! Dasha is on her way to pick you up early. She wanted me to write you and tell you to be packed. She is going to pick you up then bring you back here. Then she is going to take us to Diagon Alley to get out school supplies. School starts in a week. Oh, are you getting the Daily Profit? Horrible stuff they're writing about Sirius! Bet is was the Malfoys! Anyways, see yah later, mate.
Your friend,
Ron Weasley
P.s. Hermione is worried about you. She's going ballistic just because you didn't respond to the last letter. Make sure to write back, just so Hermione will leave me in peace for a while. Ha-ha. Bye.
Harry laughed as he took out a piece of parchment and began to write back:
Dear Ron and Hermione,
Sorry if I worried you. I didn't mean too. I've just been so tired and bored lately I didn't feel like writing back. Dudley was playing baseball and broke the air conditioner, so now I don't have any cool air in my room. What a git! Of course I got blamed, as usual.
Ron, Hermione says you've fallen under this new girl's trance. Ha-ha. Hermione, did you say that she was talking to Draco in the fire? Dobbie showed up at my house last night and said that Dasha has an evil father. Do you think that has anything to do with the Malfoys?
Anyways I've been packed and ready to go since yesterday when you sent me that other letter. I'll be ready to get out of here when ever I can! Oh, also, I haven't been getting the Daily Profit for some strange reason. But the news of Sirius Black, "the murder" is all over Muggle news. Tell you more when I see you.
That's all for now,
Harry Potter
P.s. Hermione, I am bored, but I'm not dieing, so don't worry so much. Also someone sent me a mysterious letter. When I tried to read it the writing disappeared! Who do you think sent it? See you, bye.
Harry put the letter in an envelope and gave it to Hedwig, who flew out the window. Then he sat at his desk waiting the arrival of Dasha. He had many questions he wanted to ask her. How did she know about Sirius Black? Why was she going to be a Hogwarts teacher? Did she have anything to do with Malfoy? And if she knew Sirius did she know about James Potter, Peter Pettigrew and Lupin? Before Harry could think of any more he suddenly had the urge to lie on his bed and go to sleep, but the pain from his scar kept him awake.
An hour later he decided that if Dasha wasn't there in five minutes he would go back down stairs and watch the news again. He desperately wanted to know how things had been going since the death of Sirius Black and the revival of Lord Voldemort. Harry, then, suddenly had a strange feeling someone was watching him. He decided to go and open the door of his bedroom just in case someone was sneaking around down stairs.
It wouldn't be the first time someone had been in his house without him knowing. A year ago Professor Lupin and other wizards came to his house in search of him. They then took him to the home of Sirius Black, where the Order of the Phoenix was held.
Harry walked back over to his bed after opening the door and sat down, waiting as patiently as he could. While he was waiting he saw someone's Shadow being cast on his door. At first he thought it was Dudley trying to scare him, but the person was wearing a long robe and Dudley never ever wore a robe before! Harry's heart began to pound fast as he slowly reached in a drawer of his desk and pulled out his wand. Holding it tightly in his hand he watched as the Dasha got bigger and bigger, until the person was standing at the door. Harry saw the head of the person peering in at him. His heart gave one last pound as the person began to close the door behind him and walk strait at Harry.
"Who...Who are you?" he yelled in a whisper. He didn't want to frighten the Dursleys. If they knew that a person had snuck in their house they would for sure blame Harry.
"Are you frightened?" the person asked looking around the room. Harry thought for a moment. At first when he saw the figure he thought it was Voldemort, but it couldn't have been; for his scar stopped hurting the moment he saw the figure's shadow. "Don't be frightened, Harry Potter." The person said taking off the hood over her head. "My name is Dasha Black and I'm here to pick you up. You did get the letter from Ron?" she asked.
Harry shook his head, and then noticed he still had his wand out. Once he put his wand in the pocket of his shirt he looked at Dasha closely. She was, as Ron said, beautiful. Her shoulder length blond hair matched perfectly with her turquoise color eyes and her light tanned skin.
"How...How did you get past the Dursleys with out them seeing you?" Harry asked when his mind back down from the clouds. She shrugged. Harry was no longer afraid of her, but shy. The only other girl Harry had ever thought was pretty was Cho Chang, but even she didn't measure up to Dasha. All of a sudden Harry's face grew hot, his hands clammy and his mouth dry.
"Harry, are you okay? We should get going. Ron and Hermione are waiting" Dasha pointed her wand at Hedwig's cage. "Wingardium Leviosa." Hedwig's cage rose off the stand it was on and hovered in the air.
This wasn't a surprise to Harry, of course. He had learned this spell in his first year at Hogwarts. "Well, don't you want to get out of here?" Dasha asked as she opening Harry's window. "Where is your owl?"
"I sent a letter back to Ron and Hermione. She should be with them." He answered watching Hedwig's cage fly out the window then disappear. "Excuse me, but what are you doing?" Harry asked confused. Dasha smiled and Harry's suitcase and broom lifted in the air then also disappeared.
"Don't worry, all your stuff is being sent to Hogwarts. It will be in the Gryffindor tower when you arrive."
"How are we getting there?" He asked as Dasha took a step toward him.
"Well, I think you would call it Apparating. You know disappearing then reappearing somewhere else?" Harry shook his head then frowned.
"But I don't know how."
"Well, you see I've learned a different way of Apparating, but I call it transmission. Here, stand up and hold out your hand." Dasha said as she reached for his hand. Harry blushed as he held her hand in his. "Now, make sure you don't let go, or else you'll end up in another dimension. And that won't be good because your friends would kill me for not bringing you back with me. Are you ready?" she asked. As soon as Harry shook his head yes, they disappeared.
Back at Hogwarts Ron had been sitting on his bed when he suddenly noticed that Harry's things just seemed to appear under his bed. Confused and frightened, Ron leaped from his bed and ran down stairs to the Gryffindor Common Room, where he found Hermione reading Harry's letter.
"Hermione! You won't believe it, but it's true!" Ron yelled gasping for air.
"What's true, Ron. Calm down, what's wrong?" she asked putting down the letter.
"Harry's stuff! It just appeared out of no where!"
Hermione's rolled her eyes. "Ron! Things can't just appear in Hogwarts! People cant, objects can't! How many times do I have to tell..." she was cut off.
"Harry! You're here!" Ron turned to see Harry and Dasha standing behind him. Before he could say anything to Harry, Hermione pushed him out of the way and gave Harry a big hug.
"It's great to see you." She said as they walked over to the couch in front of the fire and sat down.
"It's great to see you too, both of you." Harry said. "I have so many questions."
"We have questions too." Ron said holding up Harry's letter. Hermione grabbed the letter and glared at Dasha who was standing beside Harry still holding his hand.
"I think we should first rest," she said, "I'm sure it's been a rough summer for you Harry and besides we still have to make a journey to Diagon Alley before the school semester begins."
Ron frowned. "But I wanted to know about the letter that Harry received. You know, Harry, the one that didn't have any writing on it?"
"Well," Harry began, "I received it right after I got one from Dasha." The threesome all turned and looked to Dasha, who was staring at Harry. Before she could say anything, Professor McGonagall walked in wit Professor Snape behind her.
"Good evening Mr. Potter. I hope your traveling was quiet safe." McGonagall said as she and Snape walked over to Dasha. Harry nodded then noticed Dasha looking up at Snape. When she had caught his eye she looked back at Harry.
"Professor," Hermione asked. "I was wondering. Are we going to be aloud to go to Diagon Alley for our supplies?"
Professor McGonagall gave a small nod. "I have arranged for Professor Snape to take you, Miss. Black, Mr. Weasley, and Mr. Potter tomorrow. I would have taken you, but I still have a few minor things I have to get done before school starts."
All four teen looked at Snape, who was frowning, then exchanged glances with each other.
"Why does anyone have to take us?" Dasha asked.
"I expect you all up bright and early tomorrow morning." Snape said in his dark tone, ignoring her, as Professor McGonagall made her way out of the Gryffindor tower. Snape looked at Dasha's hand, which was still clutched in Harry's. The two teens realized what he was looking at and let go, blushing. "I will be leaving at eight o'clock, with or without you. Meet me in my office at seven forty five. Have your Hogwarts' robes on. I will not be seen with rugged teenagers." Snape began to walk out the door of the Gryffindor Common Room, but stopped and turned to Dasha. "And you," he said pointing his finger at her, she didn't move, "make sure that you don't tell that cousin of yours where were going tomorrow. I don't want to be seen with him either! By the way, Professor McGonagall wanted me to tell you that she has your Gryffindor robes ready and that you could pick them up from Mr. Malfoy tonight." Dasha just nodded her head as Snape walked out the door.
Ron turned to Dasha, "What was that all about? And why does Malfoy have your clothes?"
Dasha didn't say anything, but began to walk towards the entrance of the Gryffindor Common Room. "I'll meet you all at dinner." She said as she walked out the door.
"I'm going with her." Harry said as he started out after her. Hermione frowned as Ron shrugged and followed Harry out.
"Why not." Hermione said as she followed behind Ron.
On their way down the Grand Stair Case Hermione got out a copy of the Daily Profit.
"I don't see how you can still read that garbage!" Ron said out loud.
"This is why!" She said giving Ron a dirty look and pointed to the second page. She began to read:
The Murder of the Murderess Sirius Black
Eyewitness, Lucius Malfoy, one of the Ministry of Magic's trusted members; claims that he saw someone follow Sirius Black into one of the data rooms in the Minister of Magic's building. Malfoy said, and I quote, "When I saw this man dressed in black I decided to follow him, but when I arrived at the data room Black had been murdered and the murder had fled. What ever Black was looking for he didn't not find. Nothing in the data room was reported stolen, so one can only guess as to what he was after. As for me I think Sirius was working for Albus Dumbledore. I'm not sure why but I have a good feeling Dumbledore was after something and sent Black to do the dirty work. Albus, I think, is responsibly for Cedric Diggory's death two years ago. I'm sure he sent Harry to destroy him as well."
The Minister of Magic claims this isn't the first time Albus Dumbledore has tried to betray him and the Ministry's members. He claims that Dumbledore may have something against him from when he was told to leave the school last year for staring an illegal army. Dumbledore's Army, was the name of the group created of kids from the school that apparently were forced to join. In this group was young Harry Potter, friend of Sirius Black and Albus Dumbledore. We think that Potter had something to do with the army of Dumbledore. The Ministry of Magic will be looking in to this case and will report back when they have more answers. Until then Albus will continue to work at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
"That is just horrible." Hermione said as they reached the end of the stairs. She stopped and turned around to face Harry. "They are blaming Dumbledore for Sirius being in that building and for the army you, I mean we, created last year. And there blaming him for Sirius being in the data room too. And the death of Cedric."
Harry sighed. "It's my entire fault too. If I hadn't had gone look for Sirius he might still be alive and Dumbledore would be free of charges."
"No," Dasha said suddenly. Everyone looked at her. "The Ministry has been on good terms whit Dumbledore until the rise of Voldemort." Ron winced, but Harry and Hermione wanted to hear more. "No one wants to believe that Voldemort has risen again because there afraid of him. And with Dumbledore on your side, Harry, they hate him even more. It's not your fault Sirius is dead either. It was his own choice to go find you and the others. He knew the risk and yet he was willing to take it. And it is mostly Lucius Malfoys' fault! The stupid git! He's on Voldemort's side in the first place. He's a Death Eater and he hated Sirius and the Potters and well anyone who stood in Voldemort's way. And everybody who's anybody knows that Peter Pettigrew was ordered by Voldemort to kill Cedric. To bad, he was a nice boy. And plus Dumbledore has been trusted by the Ministry forever until now. There just making up lies!"
Harry was dumbstruck. It was like Dasha knew everything about everything that Harry had been through, even Cedric. Harry was about to ask Dasha about how she knew, but Draco came up and faced them with a smirk and a frown.
"Tell me, Dasha," He said looking around at Ron, Hermione and Harry. "What made you sink so low as to hang out with these people?" Ron clutched his fist, as did Harry.
"What's wrong with them Draco?" Dasha asked innocently. Harry was surprised at how well Dasha was handling Malfoy. "Don't you know? That there is Harry Potter, the fame seeking git. And that is Hermione Granger the mud-blood I keep telling you about. Oh, and you cant forget Ron Weasley the poor, muggle loving, pure-blood; If you can call him that!" This was enough to make Ron and Harry jump all over him, but before they could Dasha spoke.
"They seem pretty nice to me, Draco. And besides I might as well make some friends that believe in the truth."
"What do you mean?" Malfoy asked eyeing them suspiciously.
"I'm talking about what Lucius said in the Daily Profit. None of it's true and you know it." Dasha took the paper from Hermione and thrust it in Malfoy's hands.
"What now, little ferret?" Hermione said as she saw Malfoy's expression from reading the paper. Malfoy glared at Harry and the others and was about to say something when he saw the smirk on Dasha's face. He then threw the paper down on Hermione's feet and Dasha's robes into Harry's hands. He then turned and walked away.
"Ferret?" Dasha turned to Harry and took the robes. Harry laughed and explained that two years ago the "fake" Mad-eye Moody had turned Malfoy into a ferret and sent him bouncing down the hallways.
"I'm sure he loved that. I wonder why he never told me that before." Dasha said laughing as they made there way into the Great Hall for supper.
A/n: So how was it? What's up with Hermione glaring at Dasha? Whoa, and what about Draco? Does the last name BLACK play into Dasha's life and if so how and how does Dasha know so much about EVERYTHING? And does Snape know something the other three teens don't? Find out!
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