Disclaimer: I don't own any of the H.P. characters but the plot is
mine. Have no money....dirt poor......don't sue.
Summary: Harry is in his sixth year at Hogwarts and Harry is plagued by nightmares. The odd thing is that Harry doesn't remember or didn't experience the memories. What's going on?
Ch. 4 (Red Lightning)
Harry awoke the following day to a sun-filled room and friends shaking him to get up. He had to get ready in a rush in order to get to the Great Hall in time for breakfast.
He hurried back to the Gryffindor tower after Madam Pomfrey emphasized the fact that he was to come back straight away if he felt ill or different in any way.
"ANYTHING...slight and insignificant to deadly." Madam Pomfrey said sternly.
"I understand Madam Pomfrey. I will do just that." Harry nodded in agreement in hopes of getting back to his room as quickly as possible.
'As if ' he thought behind his mask of sincerity.
When he finally got back to his room, he told Ron and Hermione to go
on without him and he'd see them in class. Just his luck, he had DADA with some new teacher (after Ron's brother left), then Double Potions with Snape. Harry shuddered at the thought. He was sure that Snape would be all over him for missing three days of classes.
'Great' he whispered sarcastically as he stripped down and got into the shower.
The water felt heavenly as it beat on him. Steaming hotbeads of water struck him and rolled down his slender frame. It was an incredible feeling that soothed every thing that was troubling him.
But that image was shattered when he stepped out of the shower, wiped the steam from the mirror face, and stared at his own reflection.
His EYES.... what the hell had happened to his eyes? They were dark and unrelenting.Even staring at his own reflection was unnerving to Harry.They resembled his scar.Pitch black with blood red lightning bolts shooting through the pupils. Each lightning bolt was surrounded by a silver outline whichmade Harry even moreuneasy.It was a remarkable sight though. Harry would have been happy to receive this change if it hadn't been for two things. They no longer were his mothers and he sensed an evil essence about him that couldn't be put into words. He had to take his mind off it because is scar throbbed with pain, now, which is never a sign of good times ahead.
'Why hadn't anyone noticed? How long had they been like this?' He thought frantically.
He opened the doors to the Great Hall and headed straight for the Gryffindor table. He had made it just in time to hang out before classes started.
Hermione waved for Harry to join her, Ron, Dean, and a couple other
people they had been chatting with. Harry put on a fake, lopsided grin and made his way over to his usual spot at the table. He was just getting into a debate with Ron over Quidditch (of all things) when he heard the callous voice of a certain blonde and obnoxious
DRACO MALFOY...
"Heard you been have nightmares, Potter." Draco snickered. "Were they to much for you?" this time he spoke in a mocking baby voice.
"Sod off Malfoy." Harry turned to face the stone grey eyes facing
him.
"Why should I? What you gonna do; tell your parents on me....Oh wait, you can't!" Draco smirked but that didn't last long.
"What the hell did you say Draco?" Harry jumped from his chair, looked at Draco with fire bright in his eyes.Harry could feel all eyes on him, especially theprofessors, so Harrytold him to come outside. Draco complied, determined to make a fool of Harry.
Every student and Professor watched in shock as a very pissed off Harry and Draco stormed out of the hall. Following close behind them were Hermione, Ron, Crabbe, and Goyle.
Meanwhile, outside.....
""What the Hell is your problem Malfoy?"
"What, Potter can't take some taunting..." Draco taunted.
"You can bitch at me all you want but when you talk about my parents
you have crossed that line. I'll tolerate you because you aren't really anything above a ferretand I don't lose sleep over what you say but now you have it coming." Harry was pissed.
"Harry, No....." Ron and Hermione were stopped mid-sentence by Harry.
"Shut it, both of you. This isn't your fight." Harry looked around
at everyone and before he could be stopped he yelled a spell. "Accio,
wands" All their wands, including Draco's, were now in the possession
of Harry. He tossed them aside, pulled out his wand, and dared anyone
to try and retrieve their wand.
Harry held up his wand at Draco and watched the Slytherin back from
where he originally standing.
"You're not so scary, are you? Afraid of little ol' me?" He taunted just as Draco had moments before. His voice had no feeling, only anger."Ever felt some of the more powerful spells? No,...I didn't think so. I have and I know equally well enough to curse you into oblivion. So I wouldn't mess with me. Now, I better NEVER hear about you refering to any of my family in any way or you won't see daylight.Got it?"
This situation had become reversed from normal. Usually it was Draco to be
in this position but now he no longer held that cocky smirk across his
face and kept is mouth shut. Harry's wand was gripped so thightly in his hand that white knuckles could be seen. His face was red with anger and his eyes glared at Draco. As fast as it had started, it was over.
Harry lowered his wand and turned his back to Malfoy. "You're not worth it, you never will be." Harry said calmly without turning back to any to face any of them. It was Draco's turn to be angry but he dare not move. Not until Harry was gone. He knew Ron and Hermione would be in shock and the three Slytherins would be filled with fear.
Slowly, he walked from the group. He let them be and never looked
back as he headed to DADA. A place that would soon become home.
A/N: Hope this chapter was as good as the rest. Sorry it took so
long to update. By the way, in chapter 2, I made a
Reference to Fred and George being there. Since Harry,
Ron, and Hermione are in their 6th year, Fred and George
should be gone. In this story, Fred and George got held
back and are in 7th year. (I've got plans for the mischievous
Duo). Thanx. I'll hurry to update again.