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Dimensions - chapter 6
THANK YOU FOR REVIEWS - particularly the one about a huge plot hole that I think I have now rectified.
**James POV**
James stood at the front of the classroom waiting for the other students to enter. Today he would be recapping the class about the most dangerous beasts that a wizard may encounter, including dragons, basilisks and chimeras.
The door banged open and the group of Griffindors and Ravenclaws entered the room. James purposefully looked out for Harry. He had spotted him talking to Ronald Weasley and Neville Longbottom at the feast, nice enough boys; they'd probably make good mates for Harry.
Harry was today walking with Hermione Granger. A shy girl, top of all of her classes though. She smiled as Harry muttered something to her. She led him to the front desk that she usually sat at alone. James wondered if she was a friend of his in his world.
James smiled in welcome. Hermione pulled out her books and showed Harry what page in the textbook they were going to be working on.
Once the class had settled down and they had all opened their textbooks, James began to teach. The class listened raptly to the descriptions of the creatures, some looking a bit uneasy at the basilisk part as it was rumoured that Voldemort had a small colony of basilisks that he amassed from around the world.
At the end of the class, he set homework - each student was to write an essay on one of the beasts covered in the class and how it could be fought if necessary.
**Harry's POV**
Harry stood up alongside Hermione and they exited the room.
"what class are you going to next?" Hermione asked
"Uh..potions."
"Me too."
Harry pretended to sigh in relief "great, I was worried that I'd get lost. Where is the class?"
"the dungeons. Have you met Professor Snape yet?"
"yeah." Harry decided to plunge ahead with the question that had been really bugging him. "How does he get on with the other teachers?"
Hermione of course saw right through Harry's motives for asking the question
"you've noticed that he doesn't seem to get on with your uncle?"
The two of them walked into the dank dungeons, where they sat down again at the front of the classroom. The door banged open and Professor Snape strode into the room, black robes billowing behind him.
"So, I see at least some of the oafs in your year managed to get good enough OWL results to proceed into my advanced class, and I must confess to being shocked that this year that even some Griffindors managed to get in."
Hermione smiled proudly, and pulled out some parchment and a quill, while Harry tried to suppress a glare.
"As you can see we have a student from another school. We must all remember that Mr Dursley here is the nephew of Professor Potter, so I trust he will be made.welcome." Snape smirked at the class, then glared at Harry.
Harry sighed, clearly the relationship of Snape to his father was the same in this dimension too. He made a mental note to ask his dad later and began to write a list of potions instructions that Snape wrote on the board.
After the class, Harry was stuffing his books into his bag he took a phial of the potion that he made in class and took it up to Snape's desk for marking. Snape looked up and shot a glare his way.
The final class of the day, passed without too much excitement and Harry was glad to finally go up to his dormitory and rest. He had never realised how hard it would be to be 'the new kid'.
However, when he got to the dormitory he saw it was not to be. Ron was waiting impatiently beside Harry's bed looking excited.
"Quidditch tryouts! Come on!"
Harry smiled and grabbed the broom his dad bought him.
"Lets go then!"
Harry and Ron marched out of the dorm and down to the quidditch field. There were quite a few people in the stands who had come to see the tryouts.
Harry noticed that he only had one rival for the seeker position, there was quite a crowd for the chaser position that was also free.
The other boy trying out for seeker, a third year, went first. He spent ages searching for the ball after Harry had spotted it; his dives were good though.
"Dudley Dursley!" the captain called.
Harry stepped up to his broom and took off. A short while later the snitch was released. It zipped around. Harry momentarily forgot all else as he hurtled towards it.
As if sensing it's pursuer the ball shot towards the ground. Harry followed. He dived sharply and caught easily a foot from the ground. The captain then called out instructions to see what else he was capable of. Dives mostly, and sharp turns.
When he landed there were cheers from the stands. The captain shouted out that he was the new seeker. Harry flew up to the stands and sat down next to Professor McGonagall. She smiled at him and congratulated him. A few seconds later he felt a hand hit his back. Spinning quickly he found himself face to face with his father.
"congratulations Dudley!"
"Thanks." Harry replied a little shyly.
"I was seeker when I was a student here. you'll enjoy it I'm sure." James smiled, then headed back to where he had been sitting with Remus.
Professor McGonagall cast a furtive look around and whispered, "You fly just like him, I haven't seen him smile like that for a long time."
Harry reddened and nodded appreciatively, turning his attention back to the tryouts.
As Harry headed back to the dormitory, Ron joined him "You're the best seeker we've had since my brother came here. We'll win the cup for sure this year!"
Harry said the password and they entered the tower. The sight that greeted him flattened his mood within seconds.
Hermione came up to the two of them, looking stricken.
"Who died?" Ron asked lightly, looking a bit scared.
"Nobody - yet. It's Harry Potter. He's escaped Azkaban!"
Ron promptly sat down, face white. Harry just stood there, wondering whether he was supposed to be afraid or not.
"Dudley, don't you see how serious this is?!" Hermione burst out "The trio are back together again - Sirius Black, Harry Potter and you-know-who! They'll be out for revenge for sure. Nobody is safe!"
Harry sat down himself. While he agreed that it was indeed terrible that Voldemort had another close supporter onside, he was thrown by the total terror in his friends' eyes at the mention of his name. Again his reverie was interrupted by Ron
"Maybe he's pleased. Harry Potter's his cousin!" Ron burst out to Hermione, ignoring the fact that Harry was sitting right there.
"I would never support Voldemort!" Harry burst out in shock.
Everyone in the room flinched. "What the hell are you doing! Nobody says the name!" Ron yelled
"Look, I'm not a supporter of You-Know-who or Sirius or Harry Potter, so just back off. Last term my school was attacked, I am a muggle born. Use your common sense for crying out loud!"
Harry turned to storm up to the dormitory when an owl flew through the window. Harry opened the letter that the owl delivered to him
Dudley,
I need to speak to you urgently. It's about the escape. I believe you may be in danger. Meet me and Lily in the hospital wing as soon as you can.
James Potter
Harry read the letter, crumpled it up and threw it into his bag. He took the bag upstairs, left it on his bed and hurried towards the portrait hole. "Where are you going?" Hermine called after him
"My uncle wants to speak to me. I'll be back soon." And with that he headed out into the corridor.
He walked along the hall, up a flight of stairs and turned into the corridor outside the hospital wing. He heard a rustle behind him, but before he could turn around a hand clamped over his mouth and his wand was taken from his pocket.
Harry struggled but his captor was both bigger and stronger than him. Harry was dragged backwards into an empty classroom. Harry was released and the man, dressed entirely in black, an invisibility cloak draped over one arm pointed his wand at Harry.
"Make a sound and I'll kill you." The man whispered menacingly. Harry knew the voice though.
His godfather stood in front of him. "We're going on a little trip. You can meet your cousin. I'm sure he'll be pleased to meet you."
With that Sirius muttered a spell under his breath and Harry crumpled to the floor, the world going black.
Dimensions - chapter 6
THANK YOU FOR REVIEWS - particularly the one about a huge plot hole that I think I have now rectified.
**James POV**
James stood at the front of the classroom waiting for the other students to enter. Today he would be recapping the class about the most dangerous beasts that a wizard may encounter, including dragons, basilisks and chimeras.
The door banged open and the group of Griffindors and Ravenclaws entered the room. James purposefully looked out for Harry. He had spotted him talking to Ronald Weasley and Neville Longbottom at the feast, nice enough boys; they'd probably make good mates for Harry.
Harry was today walking with Hermione Granger. A shy girl, top of all of her classes though. She smiled as Harry muttered something to her. She led him to the front desk that she usually sat at alone. James wondered if she was a friend of his in his world.
James smiled in welcome. Hermione pulled out her books and showed Harry what page in the textbook they were going to be working on.
Once the class had settled down and they had all opened their textbooks, James began to teach. The class listened raptly to the descriptions of the creatures, some looking a bit uneasy at the basilisk part as it was rumoured that Voldemort had a small colony of basilisks that he amassed from around the world.
At the end of the class, he set homework - each student was to write an essay on one of the beasts covered in the class and how it could be fought if necessary.
**Harry's POV**
Harry stood up alongside Hermione and they exited the room.
"what class are you going to next?" Hermione asked
"Uh..potions."
"Me too."
Harry pretended to sigh in relief "great, I was worried that I'd get lost. Where is the class?"
"the dungeons. Have you met Professor Snape yet?"
"yeah." Harry decided to plunge ahead with the question that had been really bugging him. "How does he get on with the other teachers?"
Hermione of course saw right through Harry's motives for asking the question
"you've noticed that he doesn't seem to get on with your uncle?"
The two of them walked into the dank dungeons, where they sat down again at the front of the classroom. The door banged open and Professor Snape strode into the room, black robes billowing behind him.
"So, I see at least some of the oafs in your year managed to get good enough OWL results to proceed into my advanced class, and I must confess to being shocked that this year that even some Griffindors managed to get in."
Hermione smiled proudly, and pulled out some parchment and a quill, while Harry tried to suppress a glare.
"As you can see we have a student from another school. We must all remember that Mr Dursley here is the nephew of Professor Potter, so I trust he will be made.welcome." Snape smirked at the class, then glared at Harry.
Harry sighed, clearly the relationship of Snape to his father was the same in this dimension too. He made a mental note to ask his dad later and began to write a list of potions instructions that Snape wrote on the board.
After the class, Harry was stuffing his books into his bag he took a phial of the potion that he made in class and took it up to Snape's desk for marking. Snape looked up and shot a glare his way.
The final class of the day, passed without too much excitement and Harry was glad to finally go up to his dormitory and rest. He had never realised how hard it would be to be 'the new kid'.
However, when he got to the dormitory he saw it was not to be. Ron was waiting impatiently beside Harry's bed looking excited.
"Quidditch tryouts! Come on!"
Harry smiled and grabbed the broom his dad bought him.
"Lets go then!"
Harry and Ron marched out of the dorm and down to the quidditch field. There were quite a few people in the stands who had come to see the tryouts.
Harry noticed that he only had one rival for the seeker position, there was quite a crowd for the chaser position that was also free.
The other boy trying out for seeker, a third year, went first. He spent ages searching for the ball after Harry had spotted it; his dives were good though.
"Dudley Dursley!" the captain called.
Harry stepped up to his broom and took off. A short while later the snitch was released. It zipped around. Harry momentarily forgot all else as he hurtled towards it.
As if sensing it's pursuer the ball shot towards the ground. Harry followed. He dived sharply and caught easily a foot from the ground. The captain then called out instructions to see what else he was capable of. Dives mostly, and sharp turns.
When he landed there were cheers from the stands. The captain shouted out that he was the new seeker. Harry flew up to the stands and sat down next to Professor McGonagall. She smiled at him and congratulated him. A few seconds later he felt a hand hit his back. Spinning quickly he found himself face to face with his father.
"congratulations Dudley!"
"Thanks." Harry replied a little shyly.
"I was seeker when I was a student here. you'll enjoy it I'm sure." James smiled, then headed back to where he had been sitting with Remus.
Professor McGonagall cast a furtive look around and whispered, "You fly just like him, I haven't seen him smile like that for a long time."
Harry reddened and nodded appreciatively, turning his attention back to the tryouts.
As Harry headed back to the dormitory, Ron joined him "You're the best seeker we've had since my brother came here. We'll win the cup for sure this year!"
Harry said the password and they entered the tower. The sight that greeted him flattened his mood within seconds.
Hermione came up to the two of them, looking stricken.
"Who died?" Ron asked lightly, looking a bit scared.
"Nobody - yet. It's Harry Potter. He's escaped Azkaban!"
Ron promptly sat down, face white. Harry just stood there, wondering whether he was supposed to be afraid or not.
"Dudley, don't you see how serious this is?!" Hermione burst out "The trio are back together again - Sirius Black, Harry Potter and you-know-who! They'll be out for revenge for sure. Nobody is safe!"
Harry sat down himself. While he agreed that it was indeed terrible that Voldemort had another close supporter onside, he was thrown by the total terror in his friends' eyes at the mention of his name. Again his reverie was interrupted by Ron
"Maybe he's pleased. Harry Potter's his cousin!" Ron burst out to Hermione, ignoring the fact that Harry was sitting right there.
"I would never support Voldemort!" Harry burst out in shock.
Everyone in the room flinched. "What the hell are you doing! Nobody says the name!" Ron yelled
"Look, I'm not a supporter of You-Know-who or Sirius or Harry Potter, so just back off. Last term my school was attacked, I am a muggle born. Use your common sense for crying out loud!"
Harry turned to storm up to the dormitory when an owl flew through the window. Harry opened the letter that the owl delivered to him
Dudley,
I need to speak to you urgently. It's about the escape. I believe you may be in danger. Meet me and Lily in the hospital wing as soon as you can.
James Potter
Harry read the letter, crumpled it up and threw it into his bag. He took the bag upstairs, left it on his bed and hurried towards the portrait hole. "Where are you going?" Hermine called after him
"My uncle wants to speak to me. I'll be back soon." And with that he headed out into the corridor.
He walked along the hall, up a flight of stairs and turned into the corridor outside the hospital wing. He heard a rustle behind him, but before he could turn around a hand clamped over his mouth and his wand was taken from his pocket.
Harry struggled but his captor was both bigger and stronger than him. Harry was dragged backwards into an empty classroom. Harry was released and the man, dressed entirely in black, an invisibility cloak draped over one arm pointed his wand at Harry.
"Make a sound and I'll kill you." The man whispered menacingly. Harry knew the voice though.
His godfather stood in front of him. "We're going on a little trip. You can meet your cousin. I'm sure he'll be pleased to meet you."
With that Sirius muttered a spell under his breath and Harry crumpled to the floor, the world going black.