Harry Potter, LP, and the Sixth Year

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Why the name Linkin Park? :

They chose "Linkin Park" because Chester used to drive by Lincoln Park in Santa Monica, CA (which was a middle class neighborhood where lots of homeless people hung out) after practice and it grabbed his attention & the guys in the band liked how it sounded. They changed the spelling so that they could buy the domain; was already taken and too expensive to buy. They also think it's cool because there are so many Lincoln Parks that everywhere they play people think they are a local band.

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Falcon Zanbandia of Nightmares: glad you liked it. So I take you have already received your letter already? Do my I's really look like L's? OO

Carry out: I already started the yahoo group...because I only had one person who opted to vote. I wish time was on my side

Misa: lol cool

Cielly: thanks for reading and reviewing

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maya)-sleepy: heres the next chapter P

Snuffles-dog25: yeah sorry about the shortness of chapter twenty-six. Yeah I'll read your story when I have time this week, don't fret.

Lunakatrina: lmao P of course Vlad is cool, why wouldn't he? Aww well I'll miss you for now luna, until next time.

Heather: aww you should go get your printer checked, you will need it if there's something for school you might have to print out...

Last Time

They did introductions and Dumbledore told them to memorize something on a piece of paper and then Harry heard them gasp, scream, or had a dumbfounded look on their face as they looked at where the empty lot had once been.

"Wha-What happened to the empty lot before?" Joe asked and pointed to where the house now stood.

"Hmm...I take it Harry hasn't informed you of anything yet boys? Oh dear I probably shouldn't of said anything yet. Would you like a lemon drop?" Dumbledore said and popping a lemon drop in his mouth.

"Harry? Who's Harry? All we know is that Chester told us to go to this place. This is getting really confusing now. And no thanks I don't want a lemon drop," Mike said trying to think.

"How about you boys go talk to Harry, erm Chester, then? He might be able to clear a few things off," Dumbledore said leading them to the house.

Throughout the whole time Moody just watched the whole scene. From time to time, his magical eyeball would dart back to the house, where Harry was.

Harry heard them the whole time, with his vampiric hearing. He didn't know what to do, he didn't want either party to find out any of his identities but now somehow it has turned against him.

Harry quickly darted back to his room, closed the door and leaned heavily against it. He crawled to where he kept the rats and grabbed one. He took out a cup and gently cut the rats' vein and watched as the blood poured into the cup.

"Well at least I can pretend," Harry said sadly and drank the blood from the cup. He could feel some of his strength return to him, but it didn't ease the pain in his stomach.

He heard the guys, Dumbledore, and Moody go inside the house. Harry lit a cigarette and waited until the uneasiness in his stomach subsided, but it didn't. Harry started biting his nails and kept thinking of all the things that could of go wrong.

"Why are you so worked up? If both your new friends and your professors don't accept what you've done, then that's their fault, not yours," Vlad said hanging upside down. Half of his body seemed to be inside the ceiling. "Hmm you could always stay with me and the coven, if you decide to not stay here or it could just be the two of us, you know..."

"I don't know what to do. Shouldn't you be sleeping now?" Harry asked staring at the upside down Vlad.

"No, I've slept long enough. Anyways, try this, it might just calm you down," Vlad said taking out some sort of cigarette. Vlad took out one of the rats and made it smoke it as it struggled.

"What are you doing?" Harry asked.

"Ah there we go, that's it just keep on smoking little guy. Head like a hole

black as your soul. I'd rather die, than give you control. Bow down before the one you serve. You're going to get what you deserve..." Vlad started to sing and then he flicked the cigarette away after putting it out with his hand.

Vlad and the rest of him seemed to have floated back down to the surface. The rat is his hand stopped struggling and it looked like it was moving its head tilting from side to side.

Vlad then cut the rats' vein and poured into the glass that Harry drank out of earlier.

"Here try this," Vlad said giving Harry the glass. "Don't worry it won't kill you."

"Alright, but what is it?" Harry questioned putting out his cigarette.

"Don't you trust me Harry?" Vlad asked incredulously.

"I don't know, but yeah I guess I do," Harry said and then drank a small portion of the blood. Harry blinked, blinked again, and shook his head. Something didn't feel right. "What was it that you gave that rat Vlad?" Harry asked again, as the room seemed to be moving and strange things seemed to be floating. He looked at a quidditch book and the players seemed to have popped out of the book and are now racing around the room.

"Oh it was nothing. I tried it myself and it was fantastic. I believe kids today call it weed or pot," Vlad said drinking the rest of the blood that Harry didn't drink. "Ah see that wasn't so bad. Now was it?"

"You gave me drugged blood? Never knew we could do that," Harry said. He definitely seemed to be getting more relaxed and hallucinating a bit to.

"Well I got to go now Harry old boy, your mortals are waiting for you," Vlad said and he seemed to have drifted towards the wall and disappear, but Harry wouldn't of been able to tell the difference.

Harry waved goodbye to the now gone Vlad. "Whoa look at my hand."

Harry swayed back and forth and got out of his room and made his way downstairs to where everyone was waiting for him.

Moody seemed to have been keeping a very close eye on what was going on upstairs when Harry was there.

Harry saw them and waved cheerfully. He thought the whole situation is now really amusing, even though moments before he thought it was terrifying.

"Why hello there Chester or is it Harry?" Mike said a bit angrily.

"What's your real name? Is it Harry or Chester?" Phoenix asked.

"My name is..." Harry started but he seemed to have a hard time remembering.

"Yes your name," Dumbledore said waiting for an explanation.

"My name is..." Harry closed his eyes and tried to remember.

"Forget it, he's not gonna tell us," Moody said.

All of a sudden, "My name is Harry and Chester, and I remember everything."

Hey guys and girls, sorry it wasn't as long as you have anticipated, and I'm really sorry about that. Anyways I have the Yahoo group set up now, its in my profile here if anyone is interested. Sorry I have this chapter a bit out of character, its all from the after affects of watching Resident Evil: Apocalypse. Has anyone else seen it? Carry Out stop laughing at me!!! It's not my fault I'm like this, well maybe I am, but that's not the point. The point is...please leave your message after the beep ..............................................................BEEP!