Harry Potter & The Veela That Wouldn't Go Away
By: Darkmoore
"But, but," he stammered, confused. "You said I had to be trained."
Thorgood smiled and said, "Yes, you do. You have to trained on how to access this information I just put in your head, and how to use it for the greater good."
Chapter Thirteen – Dementors, Part I
As Harry sat in his office, he began to wonder if maybe he had taken on too much responsibility this year. He was Head Boy, he was studying for his N.E.W.T.'s, he was teaching the first and second year Defense Against the Dark Arts classes, he was working hard practicing with the Quidditch team, he was still taking private animagus training with Professor McGonagall in order to have a second animagus form, and now he was taking private tutoring sessions with Professor Thorgood. Plus he still had monthly meetings with Professor Dumbledore, who was continually testing Harry's practice of Occlumency. Harry felt mighty tired and overextended.
Harry sat there at his desk, purposefully ignoring both his own homework and the homework he was suppose to be grading, looking out of the window and wondering how it all went south with Parvati. Somehow Harry felt that if he still had her, he could handle anything.
"Why can't life just be simple for once?" Harry asked himself, not really expecting an answer.
Harry almost jumped out of his seat when he heard, "Because if it were simple, my boy, it wouldn't be any fun at all." Harry looked and found Albus Dumbledore standing in his office door twinkling at him.
"Sir, you scared me."
"Lost in your thoughts Harry?" the Headmaster asked kindly as he offered a lemon drop, which Harry took.
Harry gave a half smile and said, "Yeah, I think I was." Then he remembered, he was suppose to have met with the Headmaster today and had completely forgotten. "Sir, I forgot our meeting! I am so sorry."
Dumbledore raised his had to calm his student. "It's alright Harry. You've been very busy these past weeks, and you're doing a marvelous job, might I add. Besides, it's sometimes good for me to come to you, helps keep me humble." Dumbledore then twinkled at Harry, which made him feel better.
"Now, why don't you tell me what's bothering you."
Harry sighed and sat back into his chair, "I guess I'm feeling rather thin these days. Like I'm doing too many things at one time, and if I take on one more thing, I think I'll break down and not get up again."
"We all feel that way from time to time Harry. You just need to know when to slow down and take a bit of rest. There's no shame in it."
Harry sighed again, "I know that sir, and I keep telling myself that once Christmas break comes I can rest, but somehow I keep having this feeling that even then, I'm going to be busy."
"Busy? How are you going to be busy?" Dumbledore asked.
"I don't know, but I have a feeling that something is coming. Something big."
- - - - -
The next morning was the beginning of the Christmas holidays at school, and almost everyone was leaving this year to spend time with their families. However, up in Gryffindor Tower, the four students who had elected to stay for the holiday were gathered in the Common Room. Sitting around the fire were Harry, Hermione, Ron and Ginny.
"Hermione," Harry called from his place in his favorite chair, where he had a book and a parchment balanced on his lap. "When are we going to start this congealment thing you were talking about?"
Ginny answered him. "I don't think they heard you, Harry." With a roll of her eyes she pointed her head towards Hermione and Ron, who were in the corner talking intently to one another in hushed tones. From the look of things, they were either about to have a fight or start snogging the hell out of each other.
"Um, Ginny, what are they doing?" Harry asked, almost afraid of the answer.
"I have no idea, but they've been doing it ever since we returned from breakfast this morning," she replied, turning back to her book.
"Should we interrupt them? They may start fighting again."
Ginny snorted, and without looking up from her book said, "Either that, or they may finally get together."
Harry grinned and returned to his own book and the essay he was writing for Professor Thorgood's class.
- - - - -
An hour later, as Harry was putting the finishing touches on his essay, Ron and Hermione approached him. He looked up at them and saw they had not been fighting; they were both too happy about something. Harry glanced over to Ginny, who gave him a knowing look.
"Hey, guys, give me a minute? I'm almost finished here," Harry said, almost relieved to not know why they were so abnormally happy.
Ginny, however, was a different story. "So, what have you two love birds been doing over in the corner for the past couple of hours?"
Both Ron and Hermione became a bit red in the cheeks, and Harry smirked from behind his essay.
"I don't know what you're talking about Ginny," Hermione said in a huff. "We were discussing how to brew the congealment for Harry."
Ginny snorted and said, "Oh yeah, Ron's the first person in the castle you'd go to when you needed to discuss how to brew a potion."
Hermione blushed an even deeper shade of crimson as Harry began to giggle in his chair, but in a manly way, of course.
"Ginny!" exclaimed Ron, his face a true Gryffindor red. "Just what do you think that you're implying?"
"Why nothing, oh dear brother of mine. It's only that the two of you have been whispering to each other all morning in a corner, oblivious to anything but each other. Harry and I have been sitting by the fire reading our books for hours, waiting patiently for you to come out of the corner and let us know how deeply in love you are with one another."
"Ginny!" Ron exclaimed even louder. "We were not over there snogging! It doesn't matter how much I love Hermione. I don't think you should go around saying things like that about us."
When Ron finished his rant, he realized that Hermione was looking at him with very large, wet eyes. Ginny and Harry were looking at each other with victorious grins, both having noticed Ron's little slip of the tongue concerning his feelings about the Head Girl.
"Did you just say you love me, Ron?" Hermione asked in a small voice, almost too afraid she had imagined the whole thing.
Ron's eyes went wide as he realized what he had said aloud. "Uh, er.. Well…" he sputtered. After stammering and sputtering for a few moments, his courage finally kicked into overdrive, and he answered very plainly and very firmly, "Yes, Hermione, I did say that." Then he took a step back and waited for the screaming to begin.
"Oh, you great big dunderhead," exclaimed the Head Girl, as she launched herself into his arms and hugged the stuffing out of him. Bewildered at first, Ron hugged her back as he realized he wasn't in trouble after all.
"About time," Harry and Ginny chorused together, and shot each other a look that turned into a grin.
- - - - -
Some time later, as the four remaining Gryffindors went down to the Great Hall for lunch, they noticed which other students had remained for the holiday. This year they were few and far between. A handful of Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws remained, as well as a few Slytherins, including Draco Malfoy.
Ron pulled a face when he saw the blond Slytherin sitting at his house table in his usual spot. "What's the ferret doing here? Doesn't he always go home for the holidays?"
"I suspect he is staying because Harry is," Hermione said knowingly. "Probably thinks that he can more easily seduce him with fewer people in the castle to get in the way."
"Great," groaned Harry.
"Actually, it is good that he stayed, because we need one of his hairs for the congealment to work properly," replied Hermione.
Ginny looked confused. "Why do we need one of his hairs? Won't it work without it?"
Hermione sighed, "No, though it would make it easier on us if it did. Like Polyjuice potion, you need a bit of the person you're hiding from in order for it to work."
Ron looked over his plate and asked, "And how do we get it? He's not going to just let us have it."
"He might if Harry asked for it," Ginny said, which caused Harry to spit his mouthful of pumpkin juice across the table.
"I am not flirting with him to get it! We will find another way!" Harry stated with any and all authority he could muster, as he wiped his mouth.
"Don't worry. I have a plan to get one," Hermione said calmly. However, before anyone could ask what said plan was, she added, "Heads up everyone, we have company coming."
Just then, Draco Malfoy walked over to their table. He sat down beside Harry and ran his hand down his back, causing Harry to flinch from the unwanted touch.
"Good afternoon, Harry," purred the Slytherin.
"Malfoy," Harry replied curtly, making the other three Gryffindors to roll their eyes at him.
"You know what Dumbledore said this morning, don't you?" Malfoy said lovingly, leaning in toward Harry's ear.
"About what?" asked Harry.
"About how upperclassmen are allowed to visit the village anytime they want over the break, as long as they go in groups of two or more," Draco said, as he placed a hand on Harry's knee.
"Yes, we are all aware of that Malfoy," stated the Head Girl calmly.
"No one asked you Mud-blood!" spat Malfoy before Harry grabbed his wrist and removed the Veela's hand from his person.
"You know, Malfoy," spat Harry, "calling my friends names does not win you points with me."
Malfoy looked hurt at Harry's statement. He turned to Hermione, saying, "I'm sorry, Granger. I won't call you that anymore."
Everyone was shocked by the apology, but Hermione managed to accept it gracefully. What shocked everyone more was when Harry patted Malfoy on the back and thanked him for apologizing.
"Thank you, Malfoy."
Draco gave Harry a small smile and said, "It's alright. I'd do anything to make you happy."
After a few more minutes of small talk, with Draco obviously thinking he was getting closer to Harry, the four Gryffindors went back up to their tower to begin to prepare the ingredients for the potion they were going to brew.
Back in the common room, they sat at one of the study tables and began to process the ingredients they had already acquired for the brew.
"Uh, Harry," Ron asked nervously. "You're not going soft on Malfoy, are you?"
Harry smiled and held up his right hand, answering, "No, Ron, but Hermione said we needed this." In Harry's hand was a blond hair he had taken from the back of Malfoy's robes when he patted the Slytherin on the back.
Ron's grimace turned into a grin, and he said, "Brilliant, mate."
- - - - -
After an hour and half of chopping and grinding ingredients, Hermione made a discovery. "We don't have enough gillyweed. We'll need to get some more before we can start to brew the potion."
Remembering the conversation with Malfoy at lunch, Harry suggested, "Why don't we go into the apothecary in the village and buy some more then? We have plenty of time, and we need to get a larger cauldron than we have now anyway."
"And we could do a little last minute Christmas shopping also," Ginny added.
"I don't know," Hermione started to say in her familiar 'I don't think this is such a good idea' voice.
"We can't do anything until we have the extra gillyweed anyway," Ron pointed out, hoping he could get a warm butterbeer from the Three Broomsticks.
Hermione thought about it for a moment and couldn't see any harm in going, especially since they did need the extra ingredients and the larger cauldron. "Alright, but we have to be back by dinner time."
The four scrambled into their winter cloaks and headed down to the main entrance.
- - - - -
A few hours later the four emerged from the Three Broomsticks. Bidding Madame Rosmerta a good day, they began their walk back up to the castle. Ginny and Hermione took the lead and were talking about something, while Harry and Ron walked behind them. The two boys were carrying the brand new, large, heavy cauldron between them, and it was filled with potions ingredients and Christmas shopping.
Ron looked over to his best friend as they struggled with their load and asked, "Harry, how did we get stuck carrying this?"
"Because we're men, and that's what we do."
"Oh," said Ron. He thought about it for a moment, and then asked, "Harry, who says that men are suppose to do all the heavy lifting?"
"Women."
"And why is that?" Ron asked.
Harry smiled and said, "That's simple, Ron. Men want to have sex with women, and women say we have to carry heavy things for them. So, we do it so we can have sex with women."
"That sucks, Harry."
"And that's good too," Harry said with a smirk, which caused his best mate to burst out laughing.
However, that laughter didn't last too long, as the four were suddenly enveloped in an intense cold. It seemed to be coming from everywhere and poured right into their hearts. Harry almost immediately knew what it was. Dementors.
Harry and Ron immediately abandoned the cauldron and its contents, while the girls dropped their own packages. Getting to safety in the castle and warning the others was much more important than their purchases, and they could always come back later to retrieve them when the Dementors were gone. The four began to run toward the castle, but they were cut off by a group of the foul beasts that stood in the middle of the road blocking their way. Harry pulled out his wand and chanted the Patronus charm, sending his silver stag racing towards the Dementors, scattering them. The students ran through the opening and headed for the castle.
As they ran, more Dementors approached them. The other three cast their own Patronus charms, in an attempt to keep the creatures back.
"Harry," Hermione called out, "where do you think they all came from?"
"Other than Azkaban, my guess would be the Forbidden Forrest," he shouted back.
Somehow, moments later, Harry became cut off from his friends and was grabbed from behind by a Dementor. It held him tightly, as another came up to them and pulled its hood down, preparing to administer the deadly 'Dementor's Kiss' to Harry.
Harry heard Hermione and Ginny scream as he saw the gaping hole in the Dementor's face began to make a sucking action. Desperate, he did the only thing he could think of. With his mind filled with the sounds of his parent's murder, Sirius Black falling through the veil in the Department of Mysteries, Cedric Diggory being murdered and the horrors of his trial last year, Harry gathered a happy memory, raised his wand, stuck it in the Dementor's mouth and cast the Patronus charm.
What happened next would go down in wizarding history for all time to come.
To Be Continued ...
Author's Notes: Thanks to everyone who read and reviewed.
Author's Notes: I also wantn to thank the lovely Minkfunk for once again being my beta.
athenakitty wrote Will Harry turn down Parvati? Hermione has a really good idea? Will Harry stick Draco in the weridest places? Will Harry be having fun dating other girls?
Answer - Athena, what do you mean? 'Will Harry turn down Parvati?' She broke up with him.
uten wrote Heh, Parvarti is a female Ron and cannot be swayed from her path of truth.. I really feel sorry for Harry. Especially since he's dealing with Malfoy at the same time. Hermione's booksmarts have come into play again (Yay!), but "Congealment of Erasure" sounds like it's something that will make Polyjuice taste yummy. Another good chapter, can't wait to see the new knowledge begin to get unlocked.
Answer - The Congealment of Erasure is not eaten, that would make it easier to deal with. hehehehe Just wait.
kensai2 wrote Something about Malfoy being nice just does not sit right in my books. A cold shiver crawls up my spine. It goes against the laws of nature. I am perplexed why Parvati blew a gasket. I did not read anything Harry did that warrent Psycho girlfriend from hades to posses Parvati. What am I missing? Well off for my oxycontin cheers for queers
Answer - Yes, you did miss something! Go back and re-read the section with Harry and Parvati in the sitting room. It's there.
SatanBarbie wrote THIS IS SO HILARIOUS! This story IS really good... AND INSANE! laughing hysterically You'll have to excuse my alter ego... WHY??!?!?!?! Because I said so. Anyways, this is a REALLY good story... What I find really weird is the fact that Draco is a PLANTIMAGUS! Poor Harry... POOR INSANE HARRY! MAYBE WE SHOULD JUST KILL HIM AND BE DONE WITH IT! When is Ron actually going to ask Hermione out? Or, WE COULD ALWAYS KILL DRACO INSTEAD! sigh How many Galleons has Hermione already lost?
Answer - I find you to be very strange. Lets be best friends for life! Okay, to begin with what the hell is a Platimagus? Also, I can't kill Draco off, because this is a prequel story and he appears in the other one, Harry Potter and the HOneychurch Institute of Magic.
krysalys73 wrote Jeeze, Parvati is such an immature little wench with no self-confidence! May I bitch-slap her? Please? ;-) And in all honesty, I think if Colin Farrell were gay, he'd pitch AND catch. Definitely one of the benefits of swinging that way, eh? Excellent chapter. Are the muses getting more productive for you, dear? If not, then tell me what you need and I'll do my best to send you the virtual versions for your... edification. ;-p
Answer - Are you sure Parvati deserves it? Re-read if you have to. As for my inspiration a nice furry daddy would be nice.
gaul1 wrote good chapter, the parvati breakup seemed a little rushed, but still a good chapter, keep up the good work, byes
Answer - There's a reason for it to be rushed like that. Re-read the section in the sitting room if needed.
Tanydwr wrote Good chapter. A little confusing, but good. I thought Harry chucked the lily out? If he did, how did it reappear. I can imagine Harry's not feeling too chuffed right about now. Poor Harry.
Answer - No, Harry just set the lily on a table in the sitting room and forgot about it as he was busy with other things. Also Harper Lee is a good writer, I read that book (and loved it) when I was 15.
mindfunk wrote (quite a bit, so please review her review) I'm not darkmoore and he'll probably address this in his next author's note, but it was driving me crazy so I'm butting in. :) For those of you who are confused about the lily and Parvati's freakout, here's a couple of brief snippets from previous chapters.
Answer - Now Ms. Mindfunk, gets a gold star! Actually I would recommend that everyone does go back and read that part of the chapter again, as I will be going further into an explaination about what happened in later chapters.
By: Darkmoore
"But, but," he stammered, confused. "You said I had to be trained."
Thorgood smiled and said, "Yes, you do. You have to trained on how to access this information I just put in your head, and how to use it for the greater good."
Chapter Thirteen – Dementors, Part I
As Harry sat in his office, he began to wonder if maybe he had taken on too much responsibility this year. He was Head Boy, he was studying for his N.E.W.T.'s, he was teaching the first and second year Defense Against the Dark Arts classes, he was working hard practicing with the Quidditch team, he was still taking private animagus training with Professor McGonagall in order to have a second animagus form, and now he was taking private tutoring sessions with Professor Thorgood. Plus he still had monthly meetings with Professor Dumbledore, who was continually testing Harry's practice of Occlumency. Harry felt mighty tired and overextended.
Harry sat there at his desk, purposefully ignoring both his own homework and the homework he was suppose to be grading, looking out of the window and wondering how it all went south with Parvati. Somehow Harry felt that if he still had her, he could handle anything.
"Why can't life just be simple for once?" Harry asked himself, not really expecting an answer.
Harry almost jumped out of his seat when he heard, "Because if it were simple, my boy, it wouldn't be any fun at all." Harry looked and found Albus Dumbledore standing in his office door twinkling at him.
"Sir, you scared me."
"Lost in your thoughts Harry?" the Headmaster asked kindly as he offered a lemon drop, which Harry took.
Harry gave a half smile and said, "Yeah, I think I was." Then he remembered, he was suppose to have met with the Headmaster today and had completely forgotten. "Sir, I forgot our meeting! I am so sorry."
Dumbledore raised his had to calm his student. "It's alright Harry. You've been very busy these past weeks, and you're doing a marvelous job, might I add. Besides, it's sometimes good for me to come to you, helps keep me humble." Dumbledore then twinkled at Harry, which made him feel better.
"Now, why don't you tell me what's bothering you."
Harry sighed and sat back into his chair, "I guess I'm feeling rather thin these days. Like I'm doing too many things at one time, and if I take on one more thing, I think I'll break down and not get up again."
"We all feel that way from time to time Harry. You just need to know when to slow down and take a bit of rest. There's no shame in it."
Harry sighed again, "I know that sir, and I keep telling myself that once Christmas break comes I can rest, but somehow I keep having this feeling that even then, I'm going to be busy."
"Busy? How are you going to be busy?" Dumbledore asked.
"I don't know, but I have a feeling that something is coming. Something big."
- - - - -
The next morning was the beginning of the Christmas holidays at school, and almost everyone was leaving this year to spend time with their families. However, up in Gryffindor Tower, the four students who had elected to stay for the holiday were gathered in the Common Room. Sitting around the fire were Harry, Hermione, Ron and Ginny.
"Hermione," Harry called from his place in his favorite chair, where he had a book and a parchment balanced on his lap. "When are we going to start this congealment thing you were talking about?"
Ginny answered him. "I don't think they heard you, Harry." With a roll of her eyes she pointed her head towards Hermione and Ron, who were in the corner talking intently to one another in hushed tones. From the look of things, they were either about to have a fight or start snogging the hell out of each other.
"Um, Ginny, what are they doing?" Harry asked, almost afraid of the answer.
"I have no idea, but they've been doing it ever since we returned from breakfast this morning," she replied, turning back to her book.
"Should we interrupt them? They may start fighting again."
Ginny snorted, and without looking up from her book said, "Either that, or they may finally get together."
Harry grinned and returned to his own book and the essay he was writing for Professor Thorgood's class.
- - - - -
An hour later, as Harry was putting the finishing touches on his essay, Ron and Hermione approached him. He looked up at them and saw they had not been fighting; they were both too happy about something. Harry glanced over to Ginny, who gave him a knowing look.
"Hey, guys, give me a minute? I'm almost finished here," Harry said, almost relieved to not know why they were so abnormally happy.
Ginny, however, was a different story. "So, what have you two love birds been doing over in the corner for the past couple of hours?"
Both Ron and Hermione became a bit red in the cheeks, and Harry smirked from behind his essay.
"I don't know what you're talking about Ginny," Hermione said in a huff. "We were discussing how to brew the congealment for Harry."
Ginny snorted and said, "Oh yeah, Ron's the first person in the castle you'd go to when you needed to discuss how to brew a potion."
Hermione blushed an even deeper shade of crimson as Harry began to giggle in his chair, but in a manly way, of course.
"Ginny!" exclaimed Ron, his face a true Gryffindor red. "Just what do you think that you're implying?"
"Why nothing, oh dear brother of mine. It's only that the two of you have been whispering to each other all morning in a corner, oblivious to anything but each other. Harry and I have been sitting by the fire reading our books for hours, waiting patiently for you to come out of the corner and let us know how deeply in love you are with one another."
"Ginny!" Ron exclaimed even louder. "We were not over there snogging! It doesn't matter how much I love Hermione. I don't think you should go around saying things like that about us."
When Ron finished his rant, he realized that Hermione was looking at him with very large, wet eyes. Ginny and Harry were looking at each other with victorious grins, both having noticed Ron's little slip of the tongue concerning his feelings about the Head Girl.
"Did you just say you love me, Ron?" Hermione asked in a small voice, almost too afraid she had imagined the whole thing.
Ron's eyes went wide as he realized what he had said aloud. "Uh, er.. Well…" he sputtered. After stammering and sputtering for a few moments, his courage finally kicked into overdrive, and he answered very plainly and very firmly, "Yes, Hermione, I did say that." Then he took a step back and waited for the screaming to begin.
"Oh, you great big dunderhead," exclaimed the Head Girl, as she launched herself into his arms and hugged the stuffing out of him. Bewildered at first, Ron hugged her back as he realized he wasn't in trouble after all.
"About time," Harry and Ginny chorused together, and shot each other a look that turned into a grin.
- - - - -
Some time later, as the four remaining Gryffindors went down to the Great Hall for lunch, they noticed which other students had remained for the holiday. This year they were few and far between. A handful of Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws remained, as well as a few Slytherins, including Draco Malfoy.
Ron pulled a face when he saw the blond Slytherin sitting at his house table in his usual spot. "What's the ferret doing here? Doesn't he always go home for the holidays?"
"I suspect he is staying because Harry is," Hermione said knowingly. "Probably thinks that he can more easily seduce him with fewer people in the castle to get in the way."
"Great," groaned Harry.
"Actually, it is good that he stayed, because we need one of his hairs for the congealment to work properly," replied Hermione.
Ginny looked confused. "Why do we need one of his hairs? Won't it work without it?"
Hermione sighed, "No, though it would make it easier on us if it did. Like Polyjuice potion, you need a bit of the person you're hiding from in order for it to work."
Ron looked over his plate and asked, "And how do we get it? He's not going to just let us have it."
"He might if Harry asked for it," Ginny said, which caused Harry to spit his mouthful of pumpkin juice across the table.
"I am not flirting with him to get it! We will find another way!" Harry stated with any and all authority he could muster, as he wiped his mouth.
"Don't worry. I have a plan to get one," Hermione said calmly. However, before anyone could ask what said plan was, she added, "Heads up everyone, we have company coming."
Just then, Draco Malfoy walked over to their table. He sat down beside Harry and ran his hand down his back, causing Harry to flinch from the unwanted touch.
"Good afternoon, Harry," purred the Slytherin.
"Malfoy," Harry replied curtly, making the other three Gryffindors to roll their eyes at him.
"You know what Dumbledore said this morning, don't you?" Malfoy said lovingly, leaning in toward Harry's ear.
"About what?" asked Harry.
"About how upperclassmen are allowed to visit the village anytime they want over the break, as long as they go in groups of two or more," Draco said, as he placed a hand on Harry's knee.
"Yes, we are all aware of that Malfoy," stated the Head Girl calmly.
"No one asked you Mud-blood!" spat Malfoy before Harry grabbed his wrist and removed the Veela's hand from his person.
"You know, Malfoy," spat Harry, "calling my friends names does not win you points with me."
Malfoy looked hurt at Harry's statement. He turned to Hermione, saying, "I'm sorry, Granger. I won't call you that anymore."
Everyone was shocked by the apology, but Hermione managed to accept it gracefully. What shocked everyone more was when Harry patted Malfoy on the back and thanked him for apologizing.
"Thank you, Malfoy."
Draco gave Harry a small smile and said, "It's alright. I'd do anything to make you happy."
After a few more minutes of small talk, with Draco obviously thinking he was getting closer to Harry, the four Gryffindors went back up to their tower to begin to prepare the ingredients for the potion they were going to brew.
Back in the common room, they sat at one of the study tables and began to process the ingredients they had already acquired for the brew.
"Uh, Harry," Ron asked nervously. "You're not going soft on Malfoy, are you?"
Harry smiled and held up his right hand, answering, "No, Ron, but Hermione said we needed this." In Harry's hand was a blond hair he had taken from the back of Malfoy's robes when he patted the Slytherin on the back.
Ron's grimace turned into a grin, and he said, "Brilliant, mate."
- - - - -
After an hour and half of chopping and grinding ingredients, Hermione made a discovery. "We don't have enough gillyweed. We'll need to get some more before we can start to brew the potion."
Remembering the conversation with Malfoy at lunch, Harry suggested, "Why don't we go into the apothecary in the village and buy some more then? We have plenty of time, and we need to get a larger cauldron than we have now anyway."
"And we could do a little last minute Christmas shopping also," Ginny added.
"I don't know," Hermione started to say in her familiar 'I don't think this is such a good idea' voice.
"We can't do anything until we have the extra gillyweed anyway," Ron pointed out, hoping he could get a warm butterbeer from the Three Broomsticks.
Hermione thought about it for a moment and couldn't see any harm in going, especially since they did need the extra ingredients and the larger cauldron. "Alright, but we have to be back by dinner time."
The four scrambled into their winter cloaks and headed down to the main entrance.
- - - - -
A few hours later the four emerged from the Three Broomsticks. Bidding Madame Rosmerta a good day, they began their walk back up to the castle. Ginny and Hermione took the lead and were talking about something, while Harry and Ron walked behind them. The two boys were carrying the brand new, large, heavy cauldron between them, and it was filled with potions ingredients and Christmas shopping.
Ron looked over to his best friend as they struggled with their load and asked, "Harry, how did we get stuck carrying this?"
"Because we're men, and that's what we do."
"Oh," said Ron. He thought about it for a moment, and then asked, "Harry, who says that men are suppose to do all the heavy lifting?"
"Women."
"And why is that?" Ron asked.
Harry smiled and said, "That's simple, Ron. Men want to have sex with women, and women say we have to carry heavy things for them. So, we do it so we can have sex with women."
"That sucks, Harry."
"And that's good too," Harry said with a smirk, which caused his best mate to burst out laughing.
However, that laughter didn't last too long, as the four were suddenly enveloped in an intense cold. It seemed to be coming from everywhere and poured right into their hearts. Harry almost immediately knew what it was. Dementors.
Harry and Ron immediately abandoned the cauldron and its contents, while the girls dropped their own packages. Getting to safety in the castle and warning the others was much more important than their purchases, and they could always come back later to retrieve them when the Dementors were gone. The four began to run toward the castle, but they were cut off by a group of the foul beasts that stood in the middle of the road blocking their way. Harry pulled out his wand and chanted the Patronus charm, sending his silver stag racing towards the Dementors, scattering them. The students ran through the opening and headed for the castle.
As they ran, more Dementors approached them. The other three cast their own Patronus charms, in an attempt to keep the creatures back.
"Harry," Hermione called out, "where do you think they all came from?"
"Other than Azkaban, my guess would be the Forbidden Forrest," he shouted back.
Somehow, moments later, Harry became cut off from his friends and was grabbed from behind by a Dementor. It held him tightly, as another came up to them and pulled its hood down, preparing to administer the deadly 'Dementor's Kiss' to Harry.
Harry heard Hermione and Ginny scream as he saw the gaping hole in the Dementor's face began to make a sucking action. Desperate, he did the only thing he could think of. With his mind filled with the sounds of his parent's murder, Sirius Black falling through the veil in the Department of Mysteries, Cedric Diggory being murdered and the horrors of his trial last year, Harry gathered a happy memory, raised his wand, stuck it in the Dementor's mouth and cast the Patronus charm.
What happened next would go down in wizarding history for all time to come.
To Be Continued ...
Author's Notes: Thanks to everyone who read and reviewed.
Author's Notes: I also wantn to thank the lovely Minkfunk for once again being my beta.
athenakitty wrote Will Harry turn down Parvati? Hermione has a really good idea? Will Harry stick Draco in the weridest places? Will Harry be having fun dating other girls?
Answer - Athena, what do you mean? 'Will Harry turn down Parvati?' She broke up with him.
uten wrote Heh, Parvarti is a female Ron and cannot be swayed from her path of truth.. I really feel sorry for Harry. Especially since he's dealing with Malfoy at the same time. Hermione's booksmarts have come into play again (Yay!), but "Congealment of Erasure" sounds like it's something that will make Polyjuice taste yummy. Another good chapter, can't wait to see the new knowledge begin to get unlocked.
Answer - The Congealment of Erasure is not eaten, that would make it easier to deal with. hehehehe Just wait.
kensai2 wrote Something about Malfoy being nice just does not sit right in my books. A cold shiver crawls up my spine. It goes against the laws of nature. I am perplexed why Parvati blew a gasket. I did not read anything Harry did that warrent Psycho girlfriend from hades to posses Parvati. What am I missing? Well off for my oxycontin cheers for queers
Answer - Yes, you did miss something! Go back and re-read the section with Harry and Parvati in the sitting room. It's there.
SatanBarbie wrote THIS IS SO HILARIOUS! This story IS really good... AND INSANE! laughing hysterically You'll have to excuse my alter ego... WHY??!?!?!?! Because I said so. Anyways, this is a REALLY good story... What I find really weird is the fact that Draco is a PLANTIMAGUS! Poor Harry... POOR INSANE HARRY! MAYBE WE SHOULD JUST KILL HIM AND BE DONE WITH IT! When is Ron actually going to ask Hermione out? Or, WE COULD ALWAYS KILL DRACO INSTEAD! sigh How many Galleons has Hermione already lost?
Answer - I find you to be very strange. Lets be best friends for life! Okay, to begin with what the hell is a Platimagus? Also, I can't kill Draco off, because this is a prequel story and he appears in the other one, Harry Potter and the HOneychurch Institute of Magic.
krysalys73 wrote Jeeze, Parvati is such an immature little wench with no self-confidence! May I bitch-slap her? Please? ;-) And in all honesty, I think if Colin Farrell were gay, he'd pitch AND catch. Definitely one of the benefits of swinging that way, eh? Excellent chapter. Are the muses getting more productive for you, dear? If not, then tell me what you need and I'll do my best to send you the virtual versions for your... edification. ;-p
Answer - Are you sure Parvati deserves it? Re-read if you have to. As for my inspiration a nice furry daddy would be nice.
gaul1 wrote good chapter, the parvati breakup seemed a little rushed, but still a good chapter, keep up the good work, byes
Answer - There's a reason for it to be rushed like that. Re-read the section in the sitting room if needed.
Tanydwr wrote Good chapter. A little confusing, but good. I thought Harry chucked the lily out? If he did, how did it reappear. I can imagine Harry's not feeling too chuffed right about now. Poor Harry.
Answer - No, Harry just set the lily on a table in the sitting room and forgot about it as he was busy with other things. Also Harper Lee is a good writer, I read that book (and loved it) when I was 15.
mindfunk wrote (quite a bit, so please review her review) I'm not darkmoore and he'll probably address this in his next author's note, but it was driving me crazy so I'm butting in. :) For those of you who are confused about the lily and Parvati's freakout, here's a couple of brief snippets from previous chapters.
Answer - Now Ms. Mindfunk, gets a gold star! Actually I would recommend that everyone does go back and read that part of the chapter again, as I will be going further into an explaination about what happened in later chapters.