Harry Potter, LP, and the Sixth Year
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. I do not own anything close to Linkin Park. I do not own cigarettes either nor their songs. I do not own Dracula or Dracula's bat form. Please don't take my story and re-write it and claim it as your own, that's called plagiarism. I only own the plot.
:::::A/N: Thanks for reading my story. Please R&R, and long reviews will be awesome also :D :::::
:: Reviews::
Evil Unicorn: thanks. Wow my story is too nice to do that to him? But sadly I already have it all planned out (the story). lol maybe that's the reason or maybe it's not
Liber Creperum-Liber Diabolus: sorry about the long wait, I just didn't have the feeling of writing this week.
Carry Out: my story sucks, stop saying it's nice. Well I know the reason as to why the lovely vampires have a keen interest in Harry, but I'm not gonna tell you, hopefully you lot will figure it out.
You didn't seem to be sorry at all about that.
XRitilin KidX: thanks for reading. Cool, I'm going there July 26th. Lots of stuff is going to happen there, it's insane.
....... (a.k.a. Carry Out): what exactly do you want from me? What number? You know what's ridiculous? Having both your "friend"and their "cousin" harass you on AIM over a fricken link. And the worse is that you have to drag my friends into this just to make amends like that.
Poll Results: Do you think Harry will turn into a vampire?
Yes: 1 No: 2 N/A: 1
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"Ye- - Go to your room!" Vernon yelled.
"Yes Uncle Vernon," Harry said lazily.
Harry could still hear Dudley and Piers sniggering downstairs. Harry walked to his room and ran into the chair. Harry was still tired, so he went back to sleep not noticing that Remus was gone and the note that now laid on the floor.
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When Harry woke up, it was raining hard.
Harry sighed and turned his body, so that he wasn't lying on his stomach and stared at the ceiling, before deciding to put on some clothes.
The house was a bit chilly, even though it was summer. So he grabbed an old jumper (the one that Mrs. Weasley knitted for him back a few Christmas' ago) and started to go downstairs.
However, right after he walked out of his room, someone grabbed his arm and pushed him up toward the wall.
"Ouch. Let go," Harry said.
"Harry, you have to promise me something," Dudley pleaded and Harry saw fear in his small piggy eyes.
Taken aback and confused, Harry asked, "What is it that you want Dudley?"
Dudley looked around wildly as if checking to make sure that no one is watching him and he turned back to Harry and pleaded, "Please don't tell my mum and dad or anyone about what my friends did to you a few nights ago."
Harry was shocked, then angry, but he forced himself to be calm. "How do you know about that?"
"Malcolm called me a few minutes ago. He was asking me if you are still alive. He said something about a demon monster thing after them after what they did to you," Dudley said thoughtfully, but then the fear was back in his eyes and he said hastily, "Tell me that you won't tell anyone about that."
"Yeah, yeah Dudley, I won't tell anyone about that," Harry said a minute later, though he already knows that two people already know about that so he can't really say anything.
Harry watched as Dudley hastily walked back to his room without a backwards glance at Harry.
Harry was walking down the stairs and trying to put his sweater on at the same time, but he almost fall down as he heard the phone ringing.
He tried to get to the phone without breaking anything, but his uncle beat him to it.
"Hello? Vernon Dursley speaking," Uncle Vernon said politely, but then his polite demeanor disappeared as he heard who was at the other line and whom the person wanted to talk to.
"Be quick boy, it's long distance and be glad that are the ones who are paying this," Uncle Vernon said as he thrust the phone in front of Harry's face as soon as he got his jumper on.
"Hello?" Harry answered curious as to who was at the other line.
"Hey there Chester old chap!" Mike said cheerfully.
Harry did something that he hasn't done in a long time; he smiled. "Hey there Mike. So how are you guys?"
"A bit jet lagged, but that's alright. Sorry we had to leave so fast, you know mothers' they want to see their boys, if they haven't seen them in a few months," Mike said sleepy, but still cheerfully.
Harry felt a twinge of sadness because he actually never knew how it was to be missed by someone, other than someone who you've known for two years. He stopped wondering about how mothers were like and talked to Mike again. "Oh you sound sleepy, why don't you call me back in a few more hours after you've had some rest?"
"A-Aarrre you sure?" Mike asked trying to stifle his yawn.
"Yeah I'm sure. Don't want you to be falling asleep on me right now," Harry and Mike laughed. "Just be sure to leave me a message if I'm not here."
"Yeah. Well later than," Mike said.
"Yeah. Make sure to be more awake next time," Harry said and he hung up the phone.
"What was that about?" Uncle Vernon said once Harry was finished using the phone.
"Oh just my friend wanting to say hello to me from America," after Uncle Vernon gave him a look, Harry added, "Oh don't worry, he's not like me. Perfectly normal like yourself Uncle Vernon."
"Alright then. Just don't give him our address or any more information about my family. And boy," Uncle Vernon seemed to be shimmering down a bit. "Why does he call you Chester?"
"What?" Harry asked confused, but then he remembered, "It's what he lies to call me. For instance his name is Michael, but I call him Mike. My name is Harry and he call's me Chester. Do you get it?" Harry said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
"Huh? What? Oh forget it," Uncle Vernon said and he stomped off into the living room to read the paper that arrived that morning.
"Potter what are you doing?" Aunt Petunia asked him once he walked into the kitchen.
Harry stared at her and said, "I was going to walk over to the sink and wash my hands. Then I was going to get a glass of water and something to eat.
"Don't talk to me in that tone Potter," said Aunt Petunia vehemently.
Harry rolled his eyes and said," I'm sorry about that Aunt Petunia. It won't happen again."
Aunt Petunia ignored him and went back to watching her neighbors.
Harry did what he told her he would do and went back upstairs. When he opened the door to his room, to his surprise he saw Hedwig.
"Hedwig you're back. Where have you been off to?" Harry asked her even though he knew she couldn't talk to him.
Hedwig seemed to have been pointing her wing at a note that was on the floor, next to the chair.
"Hmm... who is this from? Hedwig, did you deliver this?" Harry asked her again.
Hedwig hooted in what Harry would of thought to be a 'no', because she didn't seem to be happy.
Harry opened the letter cautiously and began to read it.
Dear Harry,
Sorry I just left you like that this morning. Didn't want to risk having your family finding out I was in their home. There is also another reason as to why I had to leave. If you didn't know today on the night of July 3rd, will be a full moon. I don't recon that you would want to see me transformed; whither I have my mind or the werewolf's.
If there is anything you want to tell me, you shouldn't have the fear of telling me. I know I can't replace Sirius, but at least let me into your life and not shut me out.
Also, Harry now you have to take this seriously. Professor Dumbledore has told me that you can fight off the Imperius Curse. Now sometime soon, the vampires might try to use their form of that curse onto you, you must fight them back. And never be outside once the sun has set. Those are just some things that I felt I should inform you about.
Don't worry you'll see me soon, if that's all right with you of course. If it's not just send me an own about that.
Hope you have a great summer vacation until the next time I see you,
Remus Lupin
P.s. if anything is wrong or if you feel is wrong send me an owl.
Harry finished reading the letter and let Remus' words sink in. He let Hedwig finish the toast he made and let her fly off again to do whatever.
Harry sighed and let the sound of the rain keep him company.
Hey sorry you guys for the long wait. I just didn't felt like typing anything because I'm so bored with everything during the summer. Well hope you guys are having a good summer vacation.
I promise I'll have this story speed up a bit more so that you'll see what happens in his year at Hogwarts.