Harry Potter, LP, and the Sixth Year
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::::: 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. :::::
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"So he lent you his motorcycle then,"
Harry stated.
"Yes," Hagrid said. "Well I'll let you look at that I have to get back inside. Happy birthday Harry," Hagrid said giving Harry's good shoulder a squeeze and then retreating back inside.
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:::: July 31, Sunset ::::
:: 12 Grimmauld Place, London ::
::: Kitchen :::
"Hagrid, may I have a word with you?" Dumbledore asked Hagrid once he was back inside.
"Yes Professor?" Hagrid asked.
"Hagrid, did anything happen to Harry when you two were out?"
"Not that I can remember. All we did was stand in the sun and I showed him his present. He's still out there if you want to talk to him. Why is there something wrong with Harry?" Hagrid asked Dumbledore bewildered.
"I'll tell you in the next Order meeting Hagrid," Dumbledore said calmly.
"All right Professor," Hagrid said wondering what it is wrong with Harry that Dumbledore could not tell him now.
:::: July 31, Sunset ::::
:: 12 Grimmauld Place, London ::
::: Backyard:::
Harry looked at the motorcycle with sadness and interest. Harry gently touched the motorcycle's seat.
Harry vaguely remembered telling his Uncle Vernon that he had a dream about being on a flying motorcycle. What he wouldn't give to be human again.
"Ah, but you are human. Well a half human anyways," a voice whispered into his ear. It sounded like there was someone behind him.
"Who's there?" Harry said whirling around looking for his invisible assailant.
"Do you wish to see me? The choice is yours," it said.
"Yes, I want to see you," Harry said dimly aware of saying it.
"As you wish," it said with a small laugh.
The sound of a cloak behind Harry and Harry immediately turned around to see a man or what seemed to be a man. He looked familiar.
He looked in his mid twenties, pale
skin, black neck-length hair, and his eyes were hidden behind a frame of yellow sunglasses. He wore a blood red leather cloak, a matching blood red Zorro type hat, black boots, black vest, black pants, white-buttoned shirt, and white pristine gloves.
Harry gulped, "Do I know you?"
"Yes, we have crossed paths on more than one occasion. The last time you saw me, was back at that lake with those boys," he said with an evil grin.
"You don't look like him that much. That thing back there looked older," Harry said looking at the vampires face.
"True, I did look older there, but the blood has helped me regain my true self. The blood will, of course, give you the only peace that you will know. Ah I must take my leave soon, your werewolf friend has... smelled me out. Would you like your present?" the vampire told Harry.
"Present? For what? Becoming one of the undead or something? Ruining my life? And what's your name?" Harry asked the vampire.
"It is your birthday today, is it not? Well I guess I shall take my leave now," the vampire said and turned into at least 50 bats. "You'll find out my name later," he said, his voice fading out.
Harry heard the sound of a door opening and the sound of people walking towards him.
"Hey kid, was anyone out here with you?" another one of the newer Order members ask.
'Kid?' Harry thought to himself. "No, everything is fine. No one was here," Harry said in a bored voice.
Harry saw at Remus and it appeared that he was looking at the sky, but Harry knew that he was looking at the exact spot where that vampire was a minute ago.
"Okay then," the new Order member said.
"Remus, is something wrong?" Harry asked Remus.
Remus glared at Harry. Harry was starting to lose his temper with Remus acting like that around him.
"Remus you know what? Just because I turned into a vampire or whatever it is I am, doesn't make me a completely different person. I am still like the Harry you once knew, but with a few differences. Sirius would not of acted so coldly to me as you have. Werewolf or no werewolf, Remus, you could of just try to act all right with me like everyone else. Remus, do you want me dead?" Harry blurted out, fed up, looking into Remus' eyes.
Remus didn't know what to do. He now knows that he had acted childishly like that, he let his werewolf self get the best of him. "No Harry, I do not you dead. I would never want that," Remus sighed, frustrated at himself.
Dumbledore watched them uneasily. 'Well at least now, things seem to be getting back to normal," Dumbledore thought to himself.
"Does anyone else hold a grudge against me, besides Voldermort, Death Eaters, Snape, my relatives, the man who stabbed me, or anyone who I might of missed? No okay then," Harry said looking at them and then walked inside the house.
"Professor Snape, Harry," Dumbledore said to Harry as he walked beside him.
"School's not in session," Harry said grinning and walking into the kitchen and rejoining Ron, Hermione and Ginny at the table.
"Hey Harry. What was all that about?" Ginny asked him.
"What was all of what about?" Harry asked her.
"Why did some of the Order members ran out of here?"
"Oh. They thought that they saw the dark mark, but don't worry they didn't," Harry said.
"So why were you out there?" Hermione asked him.
"Oh, Hagrid was just showing me my birthday present," Harry said thinking about Sirius' old motorcycle.
"Cool. What did he get you?" Ron asked excitedly.
"He gave me, Sirius' old motorcycle," Harry said dejectedly.
"Does it work?" Ron asked.
"I don't know," Harry said.
"I never knew that Sirius rode a motorcycle. I remember last summer; he was telling us a few tricks you can do on a motorcycle. But I never would of known that he actually had owned one," Ron said flabbergasted.
But before Ron could continue to ask Harry more questions, Hermione kicked him slightly underneath the table and glared at him. They sat at the table for a few minutes, a bit unease with the silence.
Harry started to fall asleep, when it sounded like an owl was at the window. With his eyes closed, Harry heard someone open the window to let the owl in and then someone screamed, which led to more screaming, he immediately opened his eyes.
About a hundred bats were flying into the kitchen. They all gathered at an empty space and seemed to lower down to the floor. Then they all flew off to the night.
Harry just stared at the spot where the bats lowered down. There was a huge parcel covered in moon and stars with a black background gift-wrapping, and there were just a few smaller parcels on top of the larger parcel.
Harry saw Moody's magical eye look around, or rather inside, the parcels. Then when he was done looking it over, Moody nodded over to Dumbledore, as a sign that there's nothing dangerous inside them.
"It's addressed to "the young green eyed one". Hmm I can't seem to read the rest of the note," Arthur Weasley read from the letter.
Everyone in the room looked at Harry and the parcels.
Harry got up and walked to the parcels. He carefully took the letter out of Mr. Weasley's hand and read it.
"Um. Mr. Weasley are you sure you can not read this note?" Harry asked.
"Yes, Harry I'm pretty sure. The rest is all just a bunch of symbols. Why? Do you see something Harry?" Mr. Weasley asked.
"Yes," Harry said looking back to the letter.
The letter said:
Welcome to our little family of darkness. I am sad to say that we won't hold a party for your upbringing but do not worry. Those parties are always dreadfully boring.
Let me just say that the choice will now forever be yours. I wouldn't of let that other vampire, Chester, turn you, unless you had consented to be a vampire. I asked you once, many years ago, but you probably don't remember. You were only a baby anyways.
Well I have gathered up for you many things that you will need; money from any country, books, jewelry, weapons, blood, clothing, shoes, boots, amulets, potions, and more books. Those are the ones inside the larger parcel. But please do not open them until everyone is asleep and you are alone; not even with that portrait around.
Take care, young one. Try to stay alive, for there are many creatures out there that will try to destroy you. I must go now before the ministry finds me.
Sincerely,
Vlad
:::Well that's what do you guys think about this chapter? Was it a bit more interesting than the others? Well if you were wondering, just about everyone forgot my bday so nothing happened...school starts in two sad miserable weeks =(. Have a safe week everyone.