*Chapter11*
I didn't get a lot of reviews. :(
I sometimes will change stuff in the previous chapters. Just wanted to let you all know.
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"What do you mean, you have never seen them before?" Sirius asked as he sat on the chair, watching Harry pace up and down the room that both he and Harry shared. Harry had just returned to the returned to the room right after he saw the figures.
"I mean - I have never seen them before, in the past. They are not meant to be here." Harry said. He highly suspected that the two people were up to something. He had never seen them when he was in his sixth year.
"Maybe you didn't see them before was because you had not noticed them." Sirius suggested.
"Of course I didn't notice them in the past. I didn't notice them because they were not there. They are meant to be here. There's something going on."
"How do you know that if you, your younger self, that is in the common room right now, has seen them?" Harry stopped pacing, sat on the sofa, and sunk into it, feeling exhausted.
"Because I have memories of it." Harry mumbled and looked at Sirius, who was now, bewildered.
"You have memories of it?" Harry nodded. Sirius didn't understand what Harry was talking about. How could he have memories of it, when he had not seen them before?
"Remember the time, when I said I was going to find out how this whole time traveling actually works?" Harry asked.
Sirius nodded as he stared at Harry curiously.
"Turns out, I didn't have to. Ever since I came to Hogwarts, I keep getting flashes of new memories. Sometimes the memories come either before or after it happened." Harry explained. The act that he only had seen them now, was very suspicious to him.
"So, you have seen them. But are you sure they are not meant to be here? I mean, you are here, maybe this time you saw them because you altered history by being here, and your younger, past, self is being in some places he is not supposed to be, and see things you were not supposed to see." Sirius suggested, hoping Harry had understood what he was trying to say.
Harry stared at Sirius, deep in thought.
"No. I'm sure that they do not belong in this time." Harry said after awhile.
"What makes you so sure?" Sirius questioned.
"Because I'm going to see them again during quidditch, next week."
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Hermione closed her book abruptly. She, Harry and Ron had been doing their homework in the common room, but Ron had gone off for a while. The common room wasn't, packed, but it had a few people talking and playing in the room. Many people were in their own dorms.
"I think you should tell Ron." Hermione said. She couldn't do her homework. She couldn't concentrate. Harry looked up at Hermione slowly.
"Tell Ron what?" Harry asked questioningly, as he wondered what Hermione was talking about.
"Tell Ron whatever happened in Hogsmead." Hermione said.
"Why should I?" Harry asked as he continued to write on his parchment, avoiding eye contact.
"He's your best friend, Ginny is his sister, and he already notices that you and Ginny have been avoiding each other, and is suspecting something."
"He is?" Harry looked at Hermione curiously, wondering if he had heard her right.
"Why wouldn't he? It's obvious."
"I'll tell him, when I tell him." Harry looked down at his parchment again. He had a slightly guilty look on his face.
"Harry, you have to tell him."
"Why make a big deal out of it? There's nothing going on."
"There is something! It's obvious! You love Ginny!" Hermione exclaimed in frustration. She couldn't believe Harry could be so difficult. She thought only Ron was difficult, but Harry was the same.
"Shh. Someone might hear." Harry whispered harshly.
"So, you finally admit?" Hermione asked, but Harry didn't answer. "You have to tell Ron!" Hermione was getting fed up.
"Tell me what?" Ron asked as he sat in between Hermione and Harry. He had just returned and heard Hermione's last line.
Harry glanced at Hermione before looking at Ron. Hermione had a hopeful look. He could tell she was hoping he would tell Ron. Ron was looking at him, both curiously and expectantly. Harry wondered quickly whether he should follow Hermione's advice, and tell Ron.
"Nothing." Harry lied, and returned to looking at his parchment.
"If you don't tell him, I will." Hermione said. Harry glared at Hermione.
"Tell me what?" Ron asked, confused. Harry kept quiet.
"Well, Harry- "
"Fine! I'll tell him!" Harry said quickly, not wanting Hermione to let it out. Hermione looked at him, waiting for him to say something.
"TELL ME WHAT?" Ron was losing his patience.
"Er. I kissed Ginny." Harry mumbled.
"What?" Ron asked. He couldn't hear what Harry was saying.
"I kissed Ginny." Harry repeated, mumbling.
"YOU KISSED --"
"Shhhhhh!" Harry interrupted Ron and dragged him to the boys' dorm, with Hermione close behind.
They entered the boys' dorm with an angry Ron. When they entered Harry looked around the dorm to see if anyone was inside, but it was empty. They entered the room, and Hermione closed the door just in time before Ron began shouting.
"YOU KISSED MY SISTER!" Ron bellowed.
"Well, yeah." Harry said, as he shuffled his feet.
Ron grew red with anger. He looked as if he could murder Harry. He began shouting again, while all Harry could do was say a few simple words guiltily. Hermione, however, tried to coax Ron, but it had not worked so far. Harry didn't know what to do. Ron was madder than ever. He had his fists clenched, as if ready to hit Harry, and that was when it struck Harry.
"Ron, I'm sorry, I don't know what else to say, except, punch me if you like. I deserve it." Harry said.
Ron kept quiet looking furious, his fists were still clenched and he stared at Harry angrily. Somehow he could read Ron's mind and knew what Ron was going to do. Harry shut his eyes expecting a blow, but it never came. He waited and waited, but nothing happened, except for the sound of Hermione attempting to talk Ron out of punching Harry.
Harry waited, nothing happened. Harry opened his eyes slowly, just as he opened his eyes he heard Hermione shout, 'Ron!' and a fist came straight at him, and before he knew it, his nose was bleeding.
Ron stormed out of the room angrily. Hermione watched him go, and then at Harry worriedly.
"Are you okay?" Hermione asked worriedly.
"Yeah, I can manage." Harry said and gave her a reassuring look.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes." Harry said, covering his bleeding nose. Hermione gave him one last glance, to make sure he could really manage, before going after Ron.
"You're mental, you know that?" Harry heard someone say. Surprised, Harry turn around, and saw Seamus Finnigan, pushing the curtains of his four- poster bed, aside, so that he could see Harry.
"You were here the whole time?" Harry asked
"Not just him." Another person said. The curtain on the other side of Seamus's bed was pushed aside, to reveal Dean Thomas. He and Seamus had apparently been playing exploding snap on Seamus's bed, until He, Ron and Hermione entered.
"Who else heard?" Harry asked exasperatedly to no one in particular, not expecting an answer, but he did.
"I heard." Harry turned, and saw Neville sticking out his head from the curtains covering his four-poster. He had been reading a book on his bed.
Harry looked around; there wasn't much he could do to make the three forget, unless he uses memory charm on them.
"Can you all keep this a secret?" Harry asked. The other three boys nodded, and with that, Harry left to see madam Pomfrey.
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I Finally Finished!! Please review!! Sorry I took so long to update. But I've been very busy. I'm taking the O.W.L's this year. No kidding. Well, maybe. Just get rid off the letter W.
Review!!
Ps: Read my other story, titled: A Muggle Mistake, or The key to killing Harry Potter.
I didn't get a lot of reviews. :(
I sometimes will change stuff in the previous chapters. Just wanted to let you all know.
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"What do you mean, you have never seen them before?" Sirius asked as he sat on the chair, watching Harry pace up and down the room that both he and Harry shared. Harry had just returned to the returned to the room right after he saw the figures.
"I mean - I have never seen them before, in the past. They are not meant to be here." Harry said. He highly suspected that the two people were up to something. He had never seen them when he was in his sixth year.
"Maybe you didn't see them before was because you had not noticed them." Sirius suggested.
"Of course I didn't notice them in the past. I didn't notice them because they were not there. They are meant to be here. There's something going on."
"How do you know that if you, your younger self, that is in the common room right now, has seen them?" Harry stopped pacing, sat on the sofa, and sunk into it, feeling exhausted.
"Because I have memories of it." Harry mumbled and looked at Sirius, who was now, bewildered.
"You have memories of it?" Harry nodded. Sirius didn't understand what Harry was talking about. How could he have memories of it, when he had not seen them before?
"Remember the time, when I said I was going to find out how this whole time traveling actually works?" Harry asked.
Sirius nodded as he stared at Harry curiously.
"Turns out, I didn't have to. Ever since I came to Hogwarts, I keep getting flashes of new memories. Sometimes the memories come either before or after it happened." Harry explained. The act that he only had seen them now, was very suspicious to him.
"So, you have seen them. But are you sure they are not meant to be here? I mean, you are here, maybe this time you saw them because you altered history by being here, and your younger, past, self is being in some places he is not supposed to be, and see things you were not supposed to see." Sirius suggested, hoping Harry had understood what he was trying to say.
Harry stared at Sirius, deep in thought.
"No. I'm sure that they do not belong in this time." Harry said after awhile.
"What makes you so sure?" Sirius questioned.
"Because I'm going to see them again during quidditch, next week."
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Hermione closed her book abruptly. She, Harry and Ron had been doing their homework in the common room, but Ron had gone off for a while. The common room wasn't, packed, but it had a few people talking and playing in the room. Many people were in their own dorms.
"I think you should tell Ron." Hermione said. She couldn't do her homework. She couldn't concentrate. Harry looked up at Hermione slowly.
"Tell Ron what?" Harry asked questioningly, as he wondered what Hermione was talking about.
"Tell Ron whatever happened in Hogsmead." Hermione said.
"Why should I?" Harry asked as he continued to write on his parchment, avoiding eye contact.
"He's your best friend, Ginny is his sister, and he already notices that you and Ginny have been avoiding each other, and is suspecting something."
"He is?" Harry looked at Hermione curiously, wondering if he had heard her right.
"Why wouldn't he? It's obvious."
"I'll tell him, when I tell him." Harry looked down at his parchment again. He had a slightly guilty look on his face.
"Harry, you have to tell him."
"Why make a big deal out of it? There's nothing going on."
"There is something! It's obvious! You love Ginny!" Hermione exclaimed in frustration. She couldn't believe Harry could be so difficult. She thought only Ron was difficult, but Harry was the same.
"Shh. Someone might hear." Harry whispered harshly.
"So, you finally admit?" Hermione asked, but Harry didn't answer. "You have to tell Ron!" Hermione was getting fed up.
"Tell me what?" Ron asked as he sat in between Hermione and Harry. He had just returned and heard Hermione's last line.
Harry glanced at Hermione before looking at Ron. Hermione had a hopeful look. He could tell she was hoping he would tell Ron. Ron was looking at him, both curiously and expectantly. Harry wondered quickly whether he should follow Hermione's advice, and tell Ron.
"Nothing." Harry lied, and returned to looking at his parchment.
"If you don't tell him, I will." Hermione said. Harry glared at Hermione.
"Tell me what?" Ron asked, confused. Harry kept quiet.
"Well, Harry- "
"Fine! I'll tell him!" Harry said quickly, not wanting Hermione to let it out. Hermione looked at him, waiting for him to say something.
"TELL ME WHAT?" Ron was losing his patience.
"Er. I kissed Ginny." Harry mumbled.
"What?" Ron asked. He couldn't hear what Harry was saying.
"I kissed Ginny." Harry repeated, mumbling.
"YOU KISSED --"
"Shhhhhh!" Harry interrupted Ron and dragged him to the boys' dorm, with Hermione close behind.
They entered the boys' dorm with an angry Ron. When they entered Harry looked around the dorm to see if anyone was inside, but it was empty. They entered the room, and Hermione closed the door just in time before Ron began shouting.
"YOU KISSED MY SISTER!" Ron bellowed.
"Well, yeah." Harry said, as he shuffled his feet.
Ron grew red with anger. He looked as if he could murder Harry. He began shouting again, while all Harry could do was say a few simple words guiltily. Hermione, however, tried to coax Ron, but it had not worked so far. Harry didn't know what to do. Ron was madder than ever. He had his fists clenched, as if ready to hit Harry, and that was when it struck Harry.
"Ron, I'm sorry, I don't know what else to say, except, punch me if you like. I deserve it." Harry said.
Ron kept quiet looking furious, his fists were still clenched and he stared at Harry angrily. Somehow he could read Ron's mind and knew what Ron was going to do. Harry shut his eyes expecting a blow, but it never came. He waited and waited, but nothing happened, except for the sound of Hermione attempting to talk Ron out of punching Harry.
Harry waited, nothing happened. Harry opened his eyes slowly, just as he opened his eyes he heard Hermione shout, 'Ron!' and a fist came straight at him, and before he knew it, his nose was bleeding.
Ron stormed out of the room angrily. Hermione watched him go, and then at Harry worriedly.
"Are you okay?" Hermione asked worriedly.
"Yeah, I can manage." Harry said and gave her a reassuring look.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes." Harry said, covering his bleeding nose. Hermione gave him one last glance, to make sure he could really manage, before going after Ron.
"You're mental, you know that?" Harry heard someone say. Surprised, Harry turn around, and saw Seamus Finnigan, pushing the curtains of his four- poster bed, aside, so that he could see Harry.
"You were here the whole time?" Harry asked
"Not just him." Another person said. The curtain on the other side of Seamus's bed was pushed aside, to reveal Dean Thomas. He and Seamus had apparently been playing exploding snap on Seamus's bed, until He, Ron and Hermione entered.
"Who else heard?" Harry asked exasperatedly to no one in particular, not expecting an answer, but he did.
"I heard." Harry turned, and saw Neville sticking out his head from the curtains covering his four-poster. He had been reading a book on his bed.
Harry looked around; there wasn't much he could do to make the three forget, unless he uses memory charm on them.
"Can you all keep this a secret?" Harry asked. The other three boys nodded, and with that, Harry left to see madam Pomfrey.
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I Finally Finished!! Please review!! Sorry I took so long to update. But I've been very busy. I'm taking the O.W.L's this year. No kidding. Well, maybe. Just get rid off the letter W.
Review!!
Ps: Read my other story, titled: A Muggle Mistake, or The key to killing Harry Potter.