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Chapter Four: Greetings
Harry woke up in the Hospital Wing in Hogwarts with the Weasley's and Hermione waiting for him to wake. He put on his glasses.
"Was that a dream?" he asked.
"No dear, "Mrs. Weasley said, "You where attacked, that red thing, whatever it was, went inside you, he burned your feet, put a hole in you leg and heart. But something happened.... I'm not sure, you got him out without your wand, you kind of exploded in green and blue aura and he was all shriveled in there. He said that He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named would kill you twice. We rushed you to the hospital and they treated you and we rushed you here, we knew you'd be safe here."
"What day is it?" Harry asked.
"New Year's." Ron smiled, "You woke up a couple times but they said you wouldn't remember."
"I know, what day not date." Harry said.
"Saturday." Hermione said.
Madam Pomphery came in. "You'll be out and ready for school on Monday, but first all of you must all leave, Dumbledore is here to see you."
They said their good-byes and then came in Dumbledore, old with wisdom.
"Hello Harry"
"Hello sir, what happened?"
"I do not think what is the correct question, I believe a how or why is caused for." Dumbledore sighed.
"Why did is happened, but how do you mean how? What was that?"
"It happened because you where not here nor at your aunt and uncle's, Voldemort knew that. You should be dead." Dumbledore creaked over and sat at the far end of the bed, "How. I do not know for sure, that creature was a demon, one with powers to go into wizards and he was part of Voldemort."
"He spoke to me when he was in me...there where two voices the demon's and Voldemort's" Harry remembered.
"Yes, he was destroying you from the inside, you beat him with your aura, very few wizards can tap into it, like I said you should be dead. Of course this isn't the first time you've surprised us." Dumbledore smiled, "You will not leave Hogwarts again I fear, not until the end of the year. It seems Voldemort will not pass up the opportunity. But the fact that Voldemort put some of himself in that demon shows how much he wants to kill you."
"I thought I was dead when I saw my aura..." Harry sighed
"Yes you are lucky, even luckier that none of you heart is missing, many wizards lead a sad and half-life after encountering a demon such as that. Madam Pomphery took a look, you haven't lost it nor have you been poisoned." Dumbledore smiled, "There's always something hidden within you. It's 8:47, the students will be coming back tomorrow so get as much rest as you can, you will find Monday tiring, something tells me I can't make you sleep tomorrow."
Dumbledore left and Harry found sleep less than a minute after.
The next morning Harry woke up to see the clock read 10:14 am. He knew the train to Hogwarts left at 10:00 it would be at Hogwarts soon. He got up and walled to the Great Hall where he found Hermione and Ron, he also found his feet hurt, he figured it to be the burns. There were other students who stayed over the break in there with them. Then, a stream of people came in, he looked for Clara but there where so many people he figured he had missed her...All he could see where mixed faces, happy to see friends and grim of the fact they where back at school. Then, there she was, she found him, he was one of the few sitting, smiling she came over to him. Harry smiled and walked away from Ron and Hermione. Harry found when she came up to him that he didn't want to greet her with a smile, he hugged her. "Wha-" She said at first-but then she didn't and she let him hold her. Clara found that Harry was holding her as if she had gotten away. When they pulled apart Clara noticed Harry's leg was bandaged (it was his shin so they had just ripped the pant away)
"What happened!?" she asked looking at his shin then to his eyes, he found her eyes, shinning.
"I'll tell you later, I promise." Harry smiled.
"But-" she stopped herself, "A promise...did you even leave to school?"
"Yah, I went to Ron's..." Harry had just remembered Ron and Hermione where but 10 feet away probably looking at him with either envy or confusion, he was about to turn but Clara said:
"Do have your friends back yet?"
"Yah, how'd you know" Harry remembered Hermione's kiss and that he thought of her then.
"I could tell they where falling apart when I saw Hermione around you. She's so in love with you, look, I think she wants to cut my head off." Clara turned Harry to face them; Hermione was about to cut Clara's head off. Harry walked over to Ron and Hermione to introduce them.
"This is Clara Plowski, she's in Slytherin, I met her..." He thought a moment, "In the north study hall. Clara this is Ron, Ron Clara." Ron nodded, "Hermione this is Clara, Clara Hermione, " Hermione did not nod.
Harry felt Clara quickly became uncomfortable, "I have things to unpack." she said and left without a goodbye. Harry sat down.
"So it's her." Ron whispered to Harry, Hermione had gotten up already.
"What's her?" Harry asked.
"The girl you rejected Hermione for."
"No, we've barely spoken."
"Good, I thought for a moment you sunk to the level of the Slytherins, you know that, SHE'S a Slytherin right?" Ron asked.
"I introduced her as one didn't I? She's not that bad, not all Slytherins are like Malfoy." Harry persisted.
"Whatever, what are you going to do today?" Ron asked.
"I dunno, my feet really hurt, I guess it's the burns, I shouldn't do much." Harry decided, "What about you?"
"I told Neville I'd help him with Potions, who knows about Hermione" Ron said and began to get up, "Well I've got to go, I saw him come in."
"Later."
Harry sat alone in the Great Hall for a moment, but then he decided to go to the North Study Hall, perhaps Clara would be there, so they could explain their holidays. Slowly he made it to the north end of the school. He came into the hall and found Clara already there.
"I thought you might be here." Harry smiled and sitting down gladly easing his feet to she was doing her work, "What you working on?"
"Nothing, I just started on the next chapter in Transfiguration." Clara looked up, "So where did you go?"
"To Ron's."
"When did they break up."
Harry blushed, "Christmas Eve."
Clara looked up, "You're all red, did you have anything to do with it?" Clara smiled looking for Harry's eyes, which danced around the room.
"Sorta."
Clara nodded, "Tell me, I'll tell you about my winter break, probable nothing like yours, with those battle wounds."
"Well.... Hermione said....Hermione said she wanted me over Ron..." Clara didn't say anything, "She said she was sick of Ron and his completely, I don't know, some wrong relationship thing.... She kissed me..." Clara's expression didn't change and only made Harry feel worse. "I swear I didn't know what she was doing."
"You mean you don't know what a kiss is? Or that she liked you?"
"The second one.... Anyway she pushed me back on the bed..." Clara's eyebrows rose Harry guessed he could have left that out, "Then Ron walked in....That was it."
"So are you two going out then?"
"No."
Clara just nodded, she didn't say anything she was thinking, then she said, "...yah one of my muggle friends came on to me too, but I didn't let him kiss me..."
"What?"
"Yah, he was flirting, he worked pretty hard to get us alone too.... But I rejected him..." now it was Clara's turn to feel weird, "But I saw my family, my brother is coming here next year, I can't wait, he's gonna be such a good wizard, he's got the intuition for it, like you."
"Why do you live in the muggle world?" Harry asked changing subjects.
"Safer there I guess, our house has a spell on it, to muggles it looks normal but we use magic inside." Clara sighed, "So how's you get that gashed there?" she looked at his leg.
"That's not my only 'wound' if that's what you want to call it." Harry sighed, "I have a gouge in my chest and burns on my feet..."
"What happened?!" Clara said trying to see the bang through his sweater.
"...Voldemort attacked me..." she didn't flinch at the name, only her eyes, they opened in a perfect glow. "He sent an anonymous gift, it was a demon which he shared life with... It burned my wand; I still haven't got a new one. And my feet, then he went inside me...into my heart, so says Dumbledore, and my leg, it was so weird Clara, he was talking in my head, both of them the demon and Voldemort...my scar hurt...." He felt his head, the scar was still there as it had always been. He half expected it was going to be a deep crevasse in his head.
"Will you be at classes tomorrow?" Clara asked.
"Yah, " Harry nodded, "I'm better, but I just have to wait 'til they heal completely over."
She was looking around him, he saw her eyes, looking at his leg, chest...all over...she found his eyes, they where also worried. "I'm okay." he reassured.
"I know...." They paused, "I know."
Harry touched her hand. She took her hand and moved to his other hand and moved her fingers over a burn scar. But she felt his hands were softer than she expected.
Harry looked at Clara's lips, they where soft...he wanted nothing more than to touch them. Clara saw Harry's lips. Alas they kissed. Harry moved his hand to hold Clara's chin and cheek in his palm. Her lips where as soft as they looked. They pulled apart to breath or look into each other's eyes.
"I think I remember why I turned him down." Clara smiled putting her cheek to his.
"Me too..." Harry thought how much more this kiss meant than Hermione's.
"Oh..."Clara remembered, "Hermione came to me in the hall when I left you earlier today...."
"What did she say?"
"She's so in love with you..." Clara blushed, "She's mad, she said if I spoke to you again she's close my lips together forever..."
"Don't listen to her, she means no harm." Harry moved Clara's brown hair from her face.
Clara nodded, "It's 11:30..."
Harry turned around to look where he saw Clara's eyes go. There was a clock...Harry smiled looking back to her.
"You finally put a clock in here."
"No." Clara said confused, "I didn't they must have done that when we where gone..."
Harry smiled kissing Clara quickly, "I'm sorry, I have to get a wand somehow, I need to see Dumbledore, I have to go..."
"I'll walk with you until my common room." Clara said getting up.
They went out into the hall. For a while Harry was very self-conscious of how he was walking, every step was painful. But Clara took his hand as they walked down the hall; "Do you need some help?"
"How?"
"I can put a charm on your feet to make I feel like you weigh less than you really do, I only remember the one that lasts an hour." Clara said looking at Harry's feet which felt like they where large ash melons.
"Sure." Harry said.
"Sit down." Clara nodded to a bench in that hall.
"Pedofloatio." She said and instantly Harry felt much relieved. He got up held both Clara's hands.
"Thank you." They continued down the hall. More and more people where in the halls as they came to more central parts of the school.
Harry smiled. Her brought her to her common room said goodbye and continued to Dumbledore's to get a wand. Dumbledore had given Harry the password and said to come if he had any problems Voldemort wise. He walked in and found Dumbledore looking through his elaborate telescope.
"Ah, Harry, what do you think of the clock in the north hall, understand the lack of one got you in a lot of trouble before." Dumbledore smiled, Harry stood there slightly embarrassed, "So what can I do you for?" Dumbledore sat in his chair and Harry came up to the desk.
"Sir, My wand was burnt and a need one for classes tomorrow and I can't get to-" Harry was cut off.
"-Yes yes I know, I had one made exactly to your liking, just like your old one, I trust now you know why there's a tail of Phoenix." Dumbledore smile through his glasses.
"I know..." Harry took the wand, he had the same feeling as when he held his old one...he would miss that one, they went through so much.
"Well is there anything else?" Dumbledore smiled, he seemed almost too happy for the situation.
"No, sir."
"Goodbye then, let's hope nothing else will happen, and understand no more Hogsmead." Dumbledore dismissed Harry.
He went back to the Common Room to find Hermione and Ron sitting with Neville, Luna and a few others. Hermione looked sad, like she had lost him. Had she really threatened Clara like that?
"Hermione can I talk to you?" Harry asked as he pulled Hermione to a secluded area.
"Yes?" Hermione's brilliant mind was running.
"Did threaten Clara?" Harry asked very seriously. Hermione thought a moment, to confess or not...
"Yes."
"Why? I mean are you obsessed with me or something?" Harry asked.
"No, Harry don't you understand? She's not true, Slytherin. I'm not crazy. I threatened her because I love you, and if you won't let me have you the no one should have you." Hermione looked deep into Harry's eyes.
"Then you'll make me suffer, Hermione, I really like this girl, I'm really sorry I can return your feelings. Are you sure you're ok?" Harry said as sincerely as possible. Harry couldn't understand, this wasn't the Hermione he had known through all these years at Hogwarts. She never spoke like that before.
"It's just" Hermione burst into tears and feel into Harry's chest, the piercing pain made him recoil at first but he let her cry he could only imagine if he was in such a position as her. "No relationship of mine has gone well and I love you, I've been through everything with you, I just want you to return my love..."
"I don't love you though," Harry said realizing how curt he just was, "You're family, you will never go out of my life I swear. My love for you is different. I just don't want to kiss you...."
"But you want to kiss Clara?" Hermione looked up teary eyed.
Harry didn't answer.
"Alright," Hermione. "But can I still be jealous, and will you still love me like you do?"
"Yes, as long at you don't close Clara's lips together." Harry smiled. "Cause you understand I really like her?"
Hermione's eyes lit up, it was like she made a connection, one that Harry couldn't see. She left and joined her friends again. Harry was tired he went to bed and slept until classes the next day. He met Clara during breakfast and she put the charm on his feet again, but she made it last the whole day. He went through his classes that day finding himself extremely tired. He did his homework and went straight to bed.
A/N: Thank you for reading this chaoter, tell me waht you think, cause if you dont remember this story might not be around next friday.