A/N sorry I haven't been updating much but you know how it is....anyway just wanted to post this chap and to ask for your help!!!!!!!!
Here's the deal I have had the WORST case of writers block EVER and need ideas for a chapter!!!! Here are my requirements
1) It does not have to be important to the plot of the story (since i am the one writing it you really don't know what i want to do)
2) It should have humour in it. (So far i believe that my story is veryveryveryvery BORING so I need help in that department)
3) It can include characters that I have not mentioned so far
4) please try to make your ideas realistic!!!! At least in this stories context. (I personally have nothing against gay pairings but in my opinion HARRY POTTER IS NOT GAY!!!)
5) try to include Sarah in some way shape or form
6) Keep characters in character
And things that I also need help with:
1) Lessons for DADA and all other subjects
2) How to include Fred and George
3) how to make Sarah homesick without making her a sappy twit
4) Wether or not I should make draco friends with Sarah
5) Wether or not Sarah should hate snape
6) what flaws Sarah should have (I will not write about a perfect character they are not believeable and i hate them so i need some character flaws)
HELP ME OUT HERE PEOPLE I NEED YOUR HELP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
REVIEW ME YOUR IDEAS!!!!!!
All accepted ideas will have proper credit given to those who submitted them so have no fear you will be recognized for your work
And now onto the story! I didn't want to bore you with sarahs learning experiences so now it's Harrys turn!
Mirrors, memories and letters
Torture, that's what this was. Pure torture. Harry groaned as he leafed through his "Quidditch through the Ages" book for the third time that day. In his opinion there were only so many times a person could read about the development of the Quaffle before said person gouged their eyes out. But it wasn't as if he could do anything else, he had been confined to his room after "Ikle-dudders" had blamed Harry for smashing the lamp when in truth it was Dudleys fault. Harry wouldn't even dare do magic in his room in fear of his uncle noitcing and giving him a good thumping.
It would hardly be a fair match though. Since Harry had returned from school his Aunt had taken a sudden interest in gardening and had forced harry to work in the yard for most of the day, every day, planting cedars and poppies and these hidious coral coloured begonias whic she had become so fond of. Because of all the yardwork Harry had put on a fair bit of muscle and had developed quite a tan. He hasd gained quite a few inches in height as well, no longer a "squirt" as ron had said, he now stood a a respectable 5' 9". He wasn't as gangly anymore and still with all these changes his hair had still retained that mussed up look that he had inherited from his father. Even so he still wouldn't stand up to his uncle. Harry knew that this "family" was his last line of defence and even though he hated to admit it, he needed them.
Harry got up from his bed and moved to put away his book back in his trunk where all his other possesions were neatly packed away in anticipation for the upcoming school year. He scanne dover the contents of his trunk, his gryffindor scarf, his invisiblility cloak, something shiny.....Wait! Something shiney? As Harry looked closer her realized that it was a shard of the two way mirror that Sirius had given him. With deft hands he took the bit of glass and rubbed away the thin layer of dust that had collected on it's surface. He swallowed down the lump in his throat that always came when he thought of his godfather, Harry flopped downon his bed using one arm behind his head and the other he used to hold the shard above him.
As his emrald eyes gazed at the shard the customary guilt came over him once again. In his mind he could still see him, laughing at Fred and George, fighting Peter Pettigrew... Since Sirius's death his friends had all been there for him, with comforting words and gestures and they had helped him to realize that it wasn't ALL his fault. Although they had gotten through to him Harry still felt responsible for what had happened, if he hadn't played the hero who knows? Maybe he would have been living with Sirius right now. Harry sighed and pushed those thoughts back, "No use dwelling on the past." Ron had told him "Wont change anything."
Speaking of Ron... Harry thought, glancing at Hedwig who was busy cleaning her feathers I need to ask him when they're coming to pick me up to go to the Burrow It was only one more week until the three of them would return to Hogwarts to enter their sixth year and all of them were anxious, but for different reasons. Hermione, a prefect again as of last week, wanted to make some sort of a name for herself. Apparantly getting the highest score on the OWLs wasn't good enough! Ron, on the other hand was planning to continue the Weasley tradition for Fred and George. Harrys reasons were far more humble. All he wanted to do was stay safe.
Harry closed his eyes and let out a long sigh. For every year since he was 11 he had faced death and had always come out on top but he couldn't help but feel like his luck was slowly draining. How long could he keep it up? Harry sat up and gazed fondly at the mirror once more before placing it on top of the red and gold scarf.
Suddenly there was a tapping at the window, Harry looked ofer and found Pig there, flowndering under the weight of the letters he held. Harry grinned madly and quickly opened the window, snatching the letters from the little barn owl. Pig, upon recieving such a rude welcome, hooted indignantly and perched on top of Hedwigs cage trying to get at her owl treats. There were three letters, one from Ron, one from Hetrmione and one from Remus. Harry sank to the floor, his back resting on the footboard of his bed and opened Rons letter,
Dear Harry,
How are you mate? I sent pig 'round to 'mione and Remus to pick up their letters to you, figured it might improve his indurance. Anyway I've got loads to tell you! First off mum says we'll come round in 2 days and pick you up then we'll get 'mione. we'll come 'round noon ok? Hey I've got a mystery on my hands here. Mum and Dad keep on talking about stuff from the Order, something 'bout a girl! I haven't heard much though but apparantly she's quite a looker! hint hint! And don't tell me you're still hung up on Cho, I know your lying. Anyway see you in a few days
-Ron
Harry had mixed emotions, he was overjoyed at being able to leave the Dursleys but he didn't know how to respond to Rons comments about the girl. Ron knew Harrys situstion, even if he did end up liking her Ron knew that Harry couldn't get "involved" with her, it would be too dangerous, for both of them. Harry turned his thoughts to the next letter, Hermiones...
Dear Harry,
How has your summer been going Hopefully your at least being fed this year. Anyway did Ron tell you that we're getting a new course? Natural Magic, it sounds really interesting don't you agree? Apparantly it was a last minute addition and the man who teaches it is an absolute genius! Unfortunately I wasn't able to find out his name...Oh! That reminds me, I also heard that our new DADA teacher isn't even human! According to "Witch Weekly", don't give me that look Harry James Potter, the teacher is actually a Leshii, or something like that. Oh well, see you in a few days!
Love Hermione
Not human? Harry smirked thinking of Remus Been there, done that. He smiled and finally opened Remus's letter
Hello Harry
Undoubtedly you have heard bits and peices of gossip from Ron abou the Orders private convorsations but this letter is here to explain everything properly. So here goes; a week ago the veil that Sirius dissapeared through threw out a young girl aroud your age. Professor Dumbledore and I took her to St.Mungos where (when she regained consiousness) told him that her name was Sarah McKenzie. Apparantly she comes from another dimension of some sort where all of your years at Hogwarts are a book series. I know it's hard to believe but it is true and that's not the most amazing thing. Sarah looks as if she could be Sirius's daughter, it's just like you and James but (to our dissapointment) cannot be related to Sirius. He dissapeared 2 months ago and she's 16, you do the math. I'm telling you this so that when you see her you won't throw a fit, she'll be joining you on your trip to Diagon Alley and Hogwarts. She's already been sorted into Gryffindor so hopefully you Hermione and Ron could show her around? Well that's all for now but we'll see you at the Burrow in 5 days, we'll be a little late.
-From Remus
Harry reread the letter at least twice, a girl from the veil? How could that be? The idea took hold of his mind and wouldn't let go. If she came from the veil could Sirius have gone to her world? Did she know where he was? He dwelled silently on all of this information as he scrawled replies to all of them and sent Pig on his way, once again floundering into the pink-orange sky.
Whoo that was loooooooonnnnnnnnnggggggggg! Yeah I finished! Yeah if you are bothering to read this and haven't read the one at the top READ THE ONE AT THE TOP i need idead BBBBBBBBAAAAAAAAADDDDDDDDDLLLLLLLLLLYYYYYYYYYY (if you cant tell what that says it says badly)