Harry Potter, LP, and the Sixth Year
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, Linkin Park, Dracula, or anything else you might of recognized. 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 if you have any question, feel free to ask. :::::
:: Reviews::
hye em yes: thanks for reading
carry out: and yet you continue to bring that subject up...
SlytherinGirl: and it is updated :P
Violet Momen: yeah I saw Spider Man 2 also. Nah I'm not going to make them into vampires either, lol I'd find it a bit strange. As Claudia would have said, "We could people the world with vampires." And Dumbledore and I would not want half the population of Hogwarts turned into vampires.
trily: Yes they do come into the story, I just briefly mentioned them this chapter, and they might be in the next chapter also.
maya)-sleepy: lol read the for any confusion post I have below the reviews I have. Lol well I guess curly died black hair is all right. The guys from Linkin Park are like everyone else, they have feelings and humor as well. Sorry if I am a bit nosy, but why were you guys arrested? Lol I think that Security sucks...one time they almost put us in a holding cell when I was at a LP concert with my younger cousin...
lunakatrina: And right you are luna lol. Uh 10 points to (insert name of House)! I was thinking about the possibilities about how Aunt Marge will be dealt with, but none of them seemed good. I guess I'll just have Dumbledore deal with her, much to the displeasure of Harry. Lol we don't want Harry going all evil all of sudden.. or do we? Dun dun dunnn lol
Aww what did you get confused about? I think I might be able to shed some light in the tunnel that you have fallen into.
::::::: For any confusion''': the vampire Chester is not Harry, he is the one who turns Harry into a vampire. A part of the vampire Chester will sort of come into play later in the story.
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"Are you so sure about that?" Chester said in a tired voice. "Hush...I'll make it all easy for you. Just close your eyes and everything will be alright."
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Against his will, Harry's eyes closed and when he opened them, he was in a field and there was a pond was behind him. He looked to his right and saw Sirius there. Sirius looked just like how he did in the photos that Harry had of him back at his parent's wedding, but just a few years older than that.
"Sirius! Oh I missed you so much. Please don't leave me again. I promise I'll be good," Harry pleaded.
"Harry," Sirius said as he ruffled Harry's hair, "And much as I would love to see and talk to you again, I can't, you can't. You have to get back. It breaks my heart to know that I have left you with nothing, but when you get back to my mother's old house, everything that was mine is now yours. It's a bit of an unofficial Will; most the members have it because it was dangerous being a member for the Order. Well the Will is hidden under my bed at that place," Sirius said.
"Sirius where are we?" Harry asked.
"Well I guess this would be what they call "Limbo", but I don't see anyone playing so I guess that declares us the winners," Sirius said and laughed.
For just a whole minute they sat like that, until Sirius said, "Harry its time for you to go back. That one vampire is trying to change you into one of them and to be frank with you, he doesn't know squat about it. You still have a good three minutes. Don't miss me too much kiddo and Happy Early birthday," Sirius said seriously and slightly pushed Harry backward into the pond.
Harry was thrown back to reality and saw that vampire, Chester, on top of him. Harry saw that he had light brown hair, olive skin, gray eyes, but those same gray eyes were turning into an angry red.
Chester tried to force his slashed wrist to Harry, but Harry had closed his mouth.
"Come on damnit, drink. We don't have much time. No? Then how about this," with his free hand Chester pushed Harry further onto the small fence and when that didn't work he punched Harry's wound.
Harry gasped in pain and swallowed a small amount of blood. He tried to spit it back out, but Chester forced him to drink more and then the Chester vampire had slashed his other wrist and put it to Harry's wounded shoulder.
Harry kept on thinking, "No I don't want to be a vampire... Make him stop, someone, anyone? No I don't want to be shunned away again..."
The next thing Harry knew there was a blinding light and he felt pain almost as worse as the cruciatus curse. He could feel that the vampire's weight was off of him and then he felt his skin starting to burn.
And then the light was gone, replaced by the burns he got was added to his aching body. He could hear the screams of those other vampire who accompanied that Chester vampire.
"Harry? Harry are you alright?" Harry could just faintly hear a voice.
"Yes, I'm fine. Just so tired," Harry mumbled and was started to drift off to sleep, but then someone slapped his face lightly.
"No Harry, don't go to sleep," a feminine voice said.
"W-Why?" Harry asked the voices faintly; in the background he could hear someone laughing evilly. "Stop laughing, I'm trying to sleep."
If Harry had his eyes opened, he would have noticed the dark and concerned looks passed from each of the members there.
"Potter, no one is laughing," a gruff voice said.
"Whatever, I'm so tired. Just leave me here. No need for the trouble of getting m-m-m," Harry started saying but he suddenly couldn't breath anymore.
It felt like someone was rearranging his bones from the inside. Harry weakly put a hand to his throat and tried scratching at it. He was gasping, he opened his eyes and they were watering from the pain of it all.
"Potter?" a voice called out to him.
"He's dying," someone said.
"What? No we got to do something. Quick help me get him off that fence," that voice was starting to crack into small sniffs.
Before Harry knew it, darkness consumed him and he knew no more.
:::: July 30, 23h 12 minutes (11:12 pm) ::::
:: In front of Dursley's front door ::
Remus and the others had just saved Harry from the vampires, and now they were watching Harry's death.
"Potter?" Snape asked.
"He's dying," Moody said. His magical blue eyeball was transfixed right where Harry's heart would be.
"What? No we got to do something. Quick help me get him off that fence," Remus said, his voice cracking.
They saw Harry's hand starting to stop starching at his throat and then it seemed like in slow motion, as that hand stopped and fell down onto.
Remus and Moody gently removed Harry from the small fence and noticed that he bled to death.
"There had to be something that we can do. Anything?" Tonks asked as she tried not to break down and cry.
"No. We have to take him to the headquarters. Get Poppy and Dumbledore. I don't think we should have the Weasly's see him yet," Moody said. Angrily, Moody kicked the rest of the fence down.
Remus saw Snape looking at the house behind Remus. Remus turned his head so that he could see what Snape was looking at and saw Petunia Dursley looking horrified from the window. When she saw Snape and Remus looking at her, she disappeared from the curtains.
"Let's just portkey away from here," Remus said.
"Fine then," Moody growled. He grabbed a rock and pointed his wand and said, "Portus."
Before they could pick up Harry, Harry seemed to have been moving.
"Lupin, tell me. Do you smell anything unusual here?" Snape asked casually.
"Smell?" Remus asked.
"Yes. Since I figured out that you are indeed a werewolf, you would have a heightened sense of smell. Now tell us what you smell," Snape asked again.
Remus sniffed the air and then almost immediately the smell of a vampire was close by.
The others watched Remus smell the air and then saw flecks of gold in his eyes once he smelled what Snape was talking about.
"Well what is it Remus?" Tonks asked him.
"There's a vampire we must have forgotten," Remus said.
"So Lupin. Close your eyes and follow that vampire's scent," Snape said. It seemed like Snape knew where the vampire was at and he seemed amused by it.
Out of curiosity, Remus did what Snape told him to and closed his eyes. He followed the scent of almost decaying flesh and blood. When he noticed that he stopped, he opened his eyes. Horrified he saw that he stopped right at Harry.
"So there's the little vampire," Snape said, mirth in his eyes. Remus couldn't tell why he found this funny.
"No. There's some sort of mistake. Yes – it was just a mista---," Remus started saying but then he noticed to his belief that Harry's corpse started to twitch.
"Okay quickly now, the portkey is activated," Moody said.
Snape, Tonks, Remus, and Moody touched the rock as Moody held Harry's hand.
Remus hardly felt the familiar tug around his navel as they were back in 12 Grimmauld Place.
"Mad- Eye, let go of Harry," Remus said dangerously.
"Why?" Moody said, but then his magic eyeball looked to Harry's direction. "Merlin! He's alive! There's still a faint heartbeat."
"He's been turned Moody. Into a vampire," Snape said.
Moody quickly let go of Harry's hand and got out his wand. The rest of them got out their wands also and pointed it at Harry.
Moody pointed his wand at Harry and said, "Mobilicorpus." Moody took Harry to one of the deserted rooms in the third floor and he left Harry there.
"Someone get Dumbledore," Moody growled keeping his magic eye at the room.
"There's no need Alastor," Dumbledore's tired voice came from the stairs.
Once Dumbledore was there, he seemed to already know what has happened. He went into the room without looking at Harry and placed powerful spells over the room to prevent Harry from escaping and then he went out of the room and locked it.
"Well that was taken care of. Why don't you four rest? You still have a few hours of rest before everyone wakes up," Dumbledore said lightly and walked down the stairs again. The others followed him.
:::: July 30, 23h 52minutes (11:52 pm) ::::
:: 12 Grimmauld Place, London ::
::: Third Floor, Third bedroom on the left :::
The curtain of darkness was slowly lifting off of Harry. Harry groaned and rubbed his eyes. He felt pain everywhere and he wished that a part of him was gone, for some reason.
He looked around and noticed that he wasn't at the Dursley's. He was at the Phoenix Headquarters. He wondered how he got there. He noticed how uninviting the room looked and saw that they put him in a different bedroom than the one where he shared with Ron.
Harry could hear voices from everywhere all of a sudden, but he couldn't hear what they were saying.
Minutes passed with no hope of anyone coming up there and telling him something so he just sat on the moth-eaten bed and started to sensed something moving around in the room.
He got up and very fast he caught a huge rat with his thumb and index finger. Without a second thought, he opened his mouth and bit into the rat and sucked the blood out. When he came to his senses he stopped and dropped the rat.
"Bloody Hell," Harry said in shock and looked at his hands. He could see everything a bit clearer than before, but he didn't have his glasses on.
Against his will, he stand beside his own reflection. It's haunting, how he can't seem to find himself again. The reflection he saw was his own, but different.
"Confusing what is real," Harry said to his reflection. "This lack of self-control, I fear is never ending. Controlling."
Harry looked at his reflection again and saw to his horror that when he opened his mouth there were two pointed teeth, no fangs. Then it hit him; he became something that he did not want to be, a vampire.
A voice entered his head, "Ah welcome to the family of Darkness my love. It's a same that you are only half of what you are truly meant to be."
"What are you saying?" Harry said out loud.
"You will soon find out, but Happy Birthday Harry," the voice said and said another "Happy Birthday" faintly and seemed to disappear.
"I'm just suffering through a mental- breakdown. Just going insane at the moment. Hearing voices yet again. Hermione would say that 'Hearing voices is not a good thing' or something like that," Harry said to himself out loud, like he was trying to reassure himself.
He went for the door, but when he touched the doorknob it gave a powerful shock and his hand went numb for a minute. In disbelief, he said, "They, they don't trust me anymore?' He sighed," But in the end, I guess it doesn't even matter."
Harry paced the room a few more times and looked out the window. He saw part of the crescent moon. Harry started to sing something, "I watch how the moon sits on the sky on a dark night, shining with the light from the sun..."
Harry was trapped in this room, like a prisoner, once again. He closed his eyes and leaned back into the bed.
He thought about Dave, Joe, Rob, Brad, and Mike. He thought of another get together of theirs. Mike and Joe would be drawing, Dave and Rob would make fun of Brad's hair, and Harry would be laughing with them or would be admiring Mike and Joe's artwork.
So how is everyone doing? Well how about a little fun here? Whoever can find and name all the songs of LP that I put in this chapter, I'll have a chapter up by this Friday and I'll also have the usual chapter on Monday. And if anyone get's the songs in the correct order and which lyrics I used they will also be able to pick three songs for LP to play at their first concert in either the wizarding or muggle world. Good luck.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, Linkin Park, Dracula, or anything else you might of recognized. 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 if you have any question, feel free to ask. :::::
:: Reviews::
hye em yes: thanks for reading
carry out: and yet you continue to bring that subject up...
SlytherinGirl: and it is updated :P
Violet Momen: yeah I saw Spider Man 2 also. Nah I'm not going to make them into vampires either, lol I'd find it a bit strange. As Claudia would have said, "We could people the world with vampires." And Dumbledore and I would not want half the population of Hogwarts turned into vampires.
trily: Yes they do come into the story, I just briefly mentioned them this chapter, and they might be in the next chapter also.
maya)-sleepy: lol read the for any confusion post I have below the reviews I have. Lol well I guess curly died black hair is all right. The guys from Linkin Park are like everyone else, they have feelings and humor as well. Sorry if I am a bit nosy, but why were you guys arrested? Lol I think that Security sucks...one time they almost put us in a holding cell when I was at a LP concert with my younger cousin...
lunakatrina: And right you are luna lol. Uh 10 points to (insert name of House)! I was thinking about the possibilities about how Aunt Marge will be dealt with, but none of them seemed good. I guess I'll just have Dumbledore deal with her, much to the displeasure of Harry. Lol we don't want Harry going all evil all of sudden.. or do we? Dun dun dunnn lol
Aww what did you get confused about? I think I might be able to shed some light in the tunnel that you have fallen into.
::::::: For any confusion''': the vampire Chester is not Harry, he is the one who turns Harry into a vampire. A part of the vampire Chester will sort of come into play later in the story.
::::: Last Time ::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::
"Are you so sure about that?" Chester said in a tired voice. "Hush...I'll make it all easy for you. Just close your eyes and everything will be alright."
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Against his will, Harry's eyes closed and when he opened them, he was in a field and there was a pond was behind him. He looked to his right and saw Sirius there. Sirius looked just like how he did in the photos that Harry had of him back at his parent's wedding, but just a few years older than that.
"Sirius! Oh I missed you so much. Please don't leave me again. I promise I'll be good," Harry pleaded.
"Harry," Sirius said as he ruffled Harry's hair, "And much as I would love to see and talk to you again, I can't, you can't. You have to get back. It breaks my heart to know that I have left you with nothing, but when you get back to my mother's old house, everything that was mine is now yours. It's a bit of an unofficial Will; most the members have it because it was dangerous being a member for the Order. Well the Will is hidden under my bed at that place," Sirius said.
"Sirius where are we?" Harry asked.
"Well I guess this would be what they call "Limbo", but I don't see anyone playing so I guess that declares us the winners," Sirius said and laughed.
For just a whole minute they sat like that, until Sirius said, "Harry its time for you to go back. That one vampire is trying to change you into one of them and to be frank with you, he doesn't know squat about it. You still have a good three minutes. Don't miss me too much kiddo and Happy Early birthday," Sirius said seriously and slightly pushed Harry backward into the pond.
Harry was thrown back to reality and saw that vampire, Chester, on top of him. Harry saw that he had light brown hair, olive skin, gray eyes, but those same gray eyes were turning into an angry red.
Chester tried to force his slashed wrist to Harry, but Harry had closed his mouth.
"Come on damnit, drink. We don't have much time. No? Then how about this," with his free hand Chester pushed Harry further onto the small fence and when that didn't work he punched Harry's wound.
Harry gasped in pain and swallowed a small amount of blood. He tried to spit it back out, but Chester forced him to drink more and then the Chester vampire had slashed his other wrist and put it to Harry's wounded shoulder.
Harry kept on thinking, "No I don't want to be a vampire... Make him stop, someone, anyone? No I don't want to be shunned away again..."
The next thing Harry knew there was a blinding light and he felt pain almost as worse as the cruciatus curse. He could feel that the vampire's weight was off of him and then he felt his skin starting to burn.
And then the light was gone, replaced by the burns he got was added to his aching body. He could hear the screams of those other vampire who accompanied that Chester vampire.
"Harry? Harry are you alright?" Harry could just faintly hear a voice.
"Yes, I'm fine. Just so tired," Harry mumbled and was started to drift off to sleep, but then someone slapped his face lightly.
"No Harry, don't go to sleep," a feminine voice said.
"W-Why?" Harry asked the voices faintly; in the background he could hear someone laughing evilly. "Stop laughing, I'm trying to sleep."
If Harry had his eyes opened, he would have noticed the dark and concerned looks passed from each of the members there.
"Potter, no one is laughing," a gruff voice said.
"Whatever, I'm so tired. Just leave me here. No need for the trouble of getting m-m-m," Harry started saying but he suddenly couldn't breath anymore.
It felt like someone was rearranging his bones from the inside. Harry weakly put a hand to his throat and tried scratching at it. He was gasping, he opened his eyes and they were watering from the pain of it all.
"Potter?" a voice called out to him.
"He's dying," someone said.
"What? No we got to do something. Quick help me get him off that fence," that voice was starting to crack into small sniffs.
Before Harry knew it, darkness consumed him and he knew no more.
:::: July 30, 23h 12 minutes (11:12 pm) ::::
:: In front of Dursley's front door ::
Remus and the others had just saved Harry from the vampires, and now they were watching Harry's death.
"Potter?" Snape asked.
"He's dying," Moody said. His magical blue eyeball was transfixed right where Harry's heart would be.
"What? No we got to do something. Quick help me get him off that fence," Remus said, his voice cracking.
They saw Harry's hand starting to stop starching at his throat and then it seemed like in slow motion, as that hand stopped and fell down onto.
Remus and Moody gently removed Harry from the small fence and noticed that he bled to death.
"There had to be something that we can do. Anything?" Tonks asked as she tried not to break down and cry.
"No. We have to take him to the headquarters. Get Poppy and Dumbledore. I don't think we should have the Weasly's see him yet," Moody said. Angrily, Moody kicked the rest of the fence down.
Remus saw Snape looking at the house behind Remus. Remus turned his head so that he could see what Snape was looking at and saw Petunia Dursley looking horrified from the window. When she saw Snape and Remus looking at her, she disappeared from the curtains.
"Let's just portkey away from here," Remus said.
"Fine then," Moody growled. He grabbed a rock and pointed his wand and said, "Portus."
Before they could pick up Harry, Harry seemed to have been moving.
"Lupin, tell me. Do you smell anything unusual here?" Snape asked casually.
"Smell?" Remus asked.
"Yes. Since I figured out that you are indeed a werewolf, you would have a heightened sense of smell. Now tell us what you smell," Snape asked again.
Remus sniffed the air and then almost immediately the smell of a vampire was close by.
The others watched Remus smell the air and then saw flecks of gold in his eyes once he smelled what Snape was talking about.
"Well what is it Remus?" Tonks asked him.
"There's a vampire we must have forgotten," Remus said.
"So Lupin. Close your eyes and follow that vampire's scent," Snape said. It seemed like Snape knew where the vampire was at and he seemed amused by it.
Out of curiosity, Remus did what Snape told him to and closed his eyes. He followed the scent of almost decaying flesh and blood. When he noticed that he stopped, he opened his eyes. Horrified he saw that he stopped right at Harry.
"So there's the little vampire," Snape said, mirth in his eyes. Remus couldn't tell why he found this funny.
"No. There's some sort of mistake. Yes – it was just a mista---," Remus started saying but then he noticed to his belief that Harry's corpse started to twitch.
"Okay quickly now, the portkey is activated," Moody said.
Snape, Tonks, Remus, and Moody touched the rock as Moody held Harry's hand.
Remus hardly felt the familiar tug around his navel as they were back in 12 Grimmauld Place.
"Mad- Eye, let go of Harry," Remus said dangerously.
"Why?" Moody said, but then his magic eyeball looked to Harry's direction. "Merlin! He's alive! There's still a faint heartbeat."
"He's been turned Moody. Into a vampire," Snape said.
Moody quickly let go of Harry's hand and got out his wand. The rest of them got out their wands also and pointed it at Harry.
Moody pointed his wand at Harry and said, "Mobilicorpus." Moody took Harry to one of the deserted rooms in the third floor and he left Harry there.
"Someone get Dumbledore," Moody growled keeping his magic eye at the room.
"There's no need Alastor," Dumbledore's tired voice came from the stairs.
Once Dumbledore was there, he seemed to already know what has happened. He went into the room without looking at Harry and placed powerful spells over the room to prevent Harry from escaping and then he went out of the room and locked it.
"Well that was taken care of. Why don't you four rest? You still have a few hours of rest before everyone wakes up," Dumbledore said lightly and walked down the stairs again. The others followed him.
:::: July 30, 23h 52minutes (11:52 pm) ::::
:: 12 Grimmauld Place, London ::
::: Third Floor, Third bedroom on the left :::
The curtain of darkness was slowly lifting off of Harry. Harry groaned and rubbed his eyes. He felt pain everywhere and he wished that a part of him was gone, for some reason.
He looked around and noticed that he wasn't at the Dursley's. He was at the Phoenix Headquarters. He wondered how he got there. He noticed how uninviting the room looked and saw that they put him in a different bedroom than the one where he shared with Ron.
Harry could hear voices from everywhere all of a sudden, but he couldn't hear what they were saying.
Minutes passed with no hope of anyone coming up there and telling him something so he just sat on the moth-eaten bed and started to sensed something moving around in the room.
He got up and very fast he caught a huge rat with his thumb and index finger. Without a second thought, he opened his mouth and bit into the rat and sucked the blood out. When he came to his senses he stopped and dropped the rat.
"Bloody Hell," Harry said in shock and looked at his hands. He could see everything a bit clearer than before, but he didn't have his glasses on.
Against his will, he stand beside his own reflection. It's haunting, how he can't seem to find himself again. The reflection he saw was his own, but different.
"Confusing what is real," Harry said to his reflection. "This lack of self-control, I fear is never ending. Controlling."
Harry looked at his reflection again and saw to his horror that when he opened his mouth there were two pointed teeth, no fangs. Then it hit him; he became something that he did not want to be, a vampire.
A voice entered his head, "Ah welcome to the family of Darkness my love. It's a same that you are only half of what you are truly meant to be."
"What are you saying?" Harry said out loud.
"You will soon find out, but Happy Birthday Harry," the voice said and said another "Happy Birthday" faintly and seemed to disappear.
"I'm just suffering through a mental- breakdown. Just going insane at the moment. Hearing voices yet again. Hermione would say that 'Hearing voices is not a good thing' or something like that," Harry said to himself out loud, like he was trying to reassure himself.
He went for the door, but when he touched the doorknob it gave a powerful shock and his hand went numb for a minute. In disbelief, he said, "They, they don't trust me anymore?' He sighed," But in the end, I guess it doesn't even matter."
Harry paced the room a few more times and looked out the window. He saw part of the crescent moon. Harry started to sing something, "I watch how the moon sits on the sky on a dark night, shining with the light from the sun..."
Harry was trapped in this room, like a prisoner, once again. He closed his eyes and leaned back into the bed.
He thought about Dave, Joe, Rob, Brad, and Mike. He thought of another get together of theirs. Mike and Joe would be drawing, Dave and Rob would make fun of Brad's hair, and Harry would be laughing with them or would be admiring Mike and Joe's artwork.
So how is everyone doing? Well how about a little fun here? Whoever can find and name all the songs of LP that I put in this chapter, I'll have a chapter up by this Friday and I'll also have the usual chapter on Monday. And if anyone get's the songs in the correct order and which lyrics I used they will also be able to pick three songs for LP to play at their first concert in either the wizarding or muggle world. Good luck.