Harry Potter And The Imprisoning War
Copyright: I, The Author do hereby proclaim that I do not own The Harry Potter World. It is owned by J.K. Rowling, Scholastic Books, and The W.B. Enterprises. I DO on the other hand, own a good deal of new things introduced in the book. Although I do not own them right and proper with a copyright. I would ask anyone to use my ideas to ask permission to use them.
Chapter 6: A week to go
Harry continued to go to the Marmion Library and find more bits of parchment. He would take them home and study them. He learned many things that he was unable to understand. Though they were of the same language as he read the one before, they still seemed liked another language (although it is). Harry was so preoccupied; he didn't notice he had a week until he returned to Hogwarts. He started to worry about his books, how was he able to get to London and Diagon Alley before the new school year? The answer to that was waiting for him on the fourth day of his last week on holiday.
A letter came out of the letter slot on Thursday. Harry (who still collected the mail) opened it when he read it to be for Harry Potter. It read.
Dear Harry
We would like to know if you would like to accompany us to Diagon Alley to collect your school supplies today. Please reply as soon as possible.
The Order of The Phoenix
Harry quickly left for his room ("What are you doing boy? Bring us the mail!") and entered his room. Hedwig was standing on her perch biting on a rat's spleen whilst Harry inked a quill and wrote on the opposite side of the parchment.
I would love to go to Diagon Alley. See you later!
"Hedwig!" Harry said. (Hedwig was surprised and swallowed the rat's spleen.) "Can you deliver this letter to the Order?"
Hedwig (still getting over the rat spleen) agreed. She took the letter, nipped Harry's finger and took off to the sky.
Harry watched her fly in the half blue/half pale pinkish sky and started to get dressed. (After all, you can't go to Diagon Alley like a slob!)
At about 3:30 PM (Harry was wandering) when a loud crack could be heard in the living room where Uncle Vernon yelled "AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Harry quickly ran down with a bag of what ever was left of his 5th year funds and ran down into the hall to meet up with whoever arrived.
Lupin, Moody, and Tonks were waiting there with a look as though they were slightly bored and just the smallest bit of amusement in their faces.
"Hello, Harry" Lupin said in a shade of tiredness (He was on a night watch.)
"Wotcher, Harry!" Tonks said in a state of perfect cheeriness.
"'Lo boy" Moody said in his usual grumpyish mood.
"Hello, everybody!" Harry said jovially. "Shall we go then?"
"Before we go" Lupin said. "There're some people who'd like to see you again."
"Who?"
And from behind the trio came...
"Ron... Hermione?"
And there they were. They had changed quite a bit in just two months. Ron had grown six or seven inches during their two months separation. He had gained about 13 more freckles and had gained a few pounds from his mother's fine cooking. His hair was starting to get redder. (From a carrot sort of reddish. It was soon turning to a light blushish red.) Hermione had also grown a few inches taller and here bust had grown quite a bit as well (to Harry's notice he had an odd lump in the front of his jeans) her hair had become a sort of whiteish brownish. (She had obviously dyed it.)
"HARRY!!!!" Hermione squealed. And she ran to Harry and hugged him so hard; Harry could hear his spinal cord snapping.
"Hermione!" Ron said in surprise and amusement. "You hug Harry any harder and you'll put him in a paralysis wheelchair!"
Hermione let Harry go. (He was having slight trouble breathing) when Ron caught up with Harry.
"Good to see you mate." And Ron embraced his friend in a strong brotherly fashion.
"Good to see you to." Harry said, returning the embrace (but lighter due to him still recovering from Hermione's embrace.)
"Well, shall we go?" Tonks said. "There's a sale in Madame Boudoir's Very Fashionable Dresses and Robes and I don't want to miss it!" "One thing" Moody said. He approached Uncle Vernon. "One thing straight before we leave. Ron and Hermione (he pointed to them) will be staying in the facilities for the remainder of the holiday. We will collect them for school when it comes. You will supply the children with proper nourishment and boarding. They will pay no fee. There will be no signs of abuse of any kind. (Dudley was looking crestfallen for he was eyeing Hermione with an odd luster in his eyes and also a large lump in his too-small trousers.) Is that agreed?" Moody held out a hand to shake.
Uncle Vernon (extremely reluctantly and looking as though he was force-fed heated lemon juice) shook hands. He was looking at Moody's electric blue eye, (which was pointing in the opposite in his back of the head to the Dursleys fireplace)
"Excellent" Lupin said. "Shall we get on?"
And from his pocket he pulled a bag of Floo Powder. Floo Powder is used to teleport from here to another area via fireplaces. Lupin threw a large handful in the Electric fire place and took out his wand and shouted "Incendio!"
And from the fireplace came green flames.
"We'll go first" Moody said. "Make sure no one's trying to attack us."
"No one can attack us Moody" Tonks said. "We're going through Floo Powder. Not the Battle of the Somme!"
"Alright, alright" Moody said. "But if we end up to be a big pile of corpses when we get out. It's your entire fault."
Moody stepped in the fire, yelled "Diagon Alley!" and vanished in a spurt of green flame.
Ron whispered in Harry's ear "What's the Battle of the err... bombs?"
Harry smiled "I'll tell you later" he said/
Lupin walked in and yelled"Diagon Alley!" and vanished. So the same went with Tonks, Ron, and Hermione. But when Harry entered the fire, Uncle Vernon grabbed hold of Harry.
"Now, listen here boy." Uncle Vernon said in fury. "You tell your fiend with the mad eye, that we will not be keeping you freakish friends here."
"Alright" Harry said. (In a state of false lullness) "But I don't know how Moody will abide to this. Bye!" and with that final statement. Harry shouted "Diagon Alley!" and vanished.
Great torrents of hellishly bright green flames met his eyes. He kept his eyes squinted just so he could see the snatch glances of the stores. (A barber in which the shears were taking care of the customer's hair by themselves whilst the barber was reading a dirty magazine, a sweets shop where six and seven year olds were arguing over free samples of fudge, whilst a group of sixteen and seventeen year olds were arguing just as childishly over the last barrel of Chocolate-Mustard Bertie Botts Every Flavor Beans, and an apothecary where a woman had tossed a handful of dung in the salesman's face due to "Dung Beetle's legs 5 Sickles a handful!") Until he collapsed in a room where there was nothing but fireplaces. A man behind him said "Let's hurry it up boy! My hat is getting singed!"
Harry quickly got out of the fire where the man with his hat half- burned and his tailcoat on fire got out.
"Thank you" the man said in furious sarcasm and left. (Beating his burning tailcoat with his walking stick.)
Harry walked out of the building which noted on the sign outside in bold letters OFFICIAL FLOO POWDER INGOING AND OUTGOING STATION. He walked and saw Moody, Lupin, Ron, Hermione, and Tonks waiting for Harry.
"Hey guys...GUYS!!!" Harry yelled.
The others saw him and ran to him.
"Alright we're all here." Moody said in a stiff mood. "Everyone will split up, Hermione and Ron, you go with Harry. Lupin, you come with me and Tonks, Tonks... (He said reluctantly) we'll see that sale for dresses and robes."
Tonks quickly got up from sitting on an empty barrel and grabbed Moody's and Lupin's hand and ran down the alleyway (upsetting a stack of cauldrons.)
End Chapter.
I'm deeply sorry for those of you who have been waiting for my story. I will start on the next chapter starting tomorrow. But I've been having spasms of writer's block for ages now. Thank you for your patience. And may God Bless you and all of Your Families.
Copyright: I, The Author do hereby proclaim that I do not own The Harry Potter World. It is owned by J.K. Rowling, Scholastic Books, and The W.B. Enterprises. I DO on the other hand, own a good deal of new things introduced in the book. Although I do not own them right and proper with a copyright. I would ask anyone to use my ideas to ask permission to use them.
Chapter 6: A week to go
Harry continued to go to the Marmion Library and find more bits of parchment. He would take them home and study them. He learned many things that he was unable to understand. Though they were of the same language as he read the one before, they still seemed liked another language (although it is). Harry was so preoccupied; he didn't notice he had a week until he returned to Hogwarts. He started to worry about his books, how was he able to get to London and Diagon Alley before the new school year? The answer to that was waiting for him on the fourth day of his last week on holiday.
A letter came out of the letter slot on Thursday. Harry (who still collected the mail) opened it when he read it to be for Harry Potter. It read.
Dear Harry
We would like to know if you would like to accompany us to Diagon Alley to collect your school supplies today. Please reply as soon as possible.
The Order of The Phoenix
Harry quickly left for his room ("What are you doing boy? Bring us the mail!") and entered his room. Hedwig was standing on her perch biting on a rat's spleen whilst Harry inked a quill and wrote on the opposite side of the parchment.
I would love to go to Diagon Alley. See you later!
"Hedwig!" Harry said. (Hedwig was surprised and swallowed the rat's spleen.) "Can you deliver this letter to the Order?"
Hedwig (still getting over the rat spleen) agreed. She took the letter, nipped Harry's finger and took off to the sky.
Harry watched her fly in the half blue/half pale pinkish sky and started to get dressed. (After all, you can't go to Diagon Alley like a slob!)
At about 3:30 PM (Harry was wandering) when a loud crack could be heard in the living room where Uncle Vernon yelled "AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Harry quickly ran down with a bag of what ever was left of his 5th year funds and ran down into the hall to meet up with whoever arrived.
Lupin, Moody, and Tonks were waiting there with a look as though they were slightly bored and just the smallest bit of amusement in their faces.
"Hello, Harry" Lupin said in a shade of tiredness (He was on a night watch.)
"Wotcher, Harry!" Tonks said in a state of perfect cheeriness.
"'Lo boy" Moody said in his usual grumpyish mood.
"Hello, everybody!" Harry said jovially. "Shall we go then?"
"Before we go" Lupin said. "There're some people who'd like to see you again."
"Who?"
And from behind the trio came...
"Ron... Hermione?"
And there they were. They had changed quite a bit in just two months. Ron had grown six or seven inches during their two months separation. He had gained about 13 more freckles and had gained a few pounds from his mother's fine cooking. His hair was starting to get redder. (From a carrot sort of reddish. It was soon turning to a light blushish red.) Hermione had also grown a few inches taller and here bust had grown quite a bit as well (to Harry's notice he had an odd lump in the front of his jeans) her hair had become a sort of whiteish brownish. (She had obviously dyed it.)
"HARRY!!!!" Hermione squealed. And she ran to Harry and hugged him so hard; Harry could hear his spinal cord snapping.
"Hermione!" Ron said in surprise and amusement. "You hug Harry any harder and you'll put him in a paralysis wheelchair!"
Hermione let Harry go. (He was having slight trouble breathing) when Ron caught up with Harry.
"Good to see you mate." And Ron embraced his friend in a strong brotherly fashion.
"Good to see you to." Harry said, returning the embrace (but lighter due to him still recovering from Hermione's embrace.)
"Well, shall we go?" Tonks said. "There's a sale in Madame Boudoir's Very Fashionable Dresses and Robes and I don't want to miss it!" "One thing" Moody said. He approached Uncle Vernon. "One thing straight before we leave. Ron and Hermione (he pointed to them) will be staying in the facilities for the remainder of the holiday. We will collect them for school when it comes. You will supply the children with proper nourishment and boarding. They will pay no fee. There will be no signs of abuse of any kind. (Dudley was looking crestfallen for he was eyeing Hermione with an odd luster in his eyes and also a large lump in his too-small trousers.) Is that agreed?" Moody held out a hand to shake.
Uncle Vernon (extremely reluctantly and looking as though he was force-fed heated lemon juice) shook hands. He was looking at Moody's electric blue eye, (which was pointing in the opposite in his back of the head to the Dursleys fireplace)
"Excellent" Lupin said. "Shall we get on?"
And from his pocket he pulled a bag of Floo Powder. Floo Powder is used to teleport from here to another area via fireplaces. Lupin threw a large handful in the Electric fire place and took out his wand and shouted "Incendio!"
And from the fireplace came green flames.
"We'll go first" Moody said. "Make sure no one's trying to attack us."
"No one can attack us Moody" Tonks said. "We're going through Floo Powder. Not the Battle of the Somme!"
"Alright, alright" Moody said. "But if we end up to be a big pile of corpses when we get out. It's your entire fault."
Moody stepped in the fire, yelled "Diagon Alley!" and vanished in a spurt of green flame.
Ron whispered in Harry's ear "What's the Battle of the err... bombs?"
Harry smiled "I'll tell you later" he said/
Lupin walked in and yelled"Diagon Alley!" and vanished. So the same went with Tonks, Ron, and Hermione. But when Harry entered the fire, Uncle Vernon grabbed hold of Harry.
"Now, listen here boy." Uncle Vernon said in fury. "You tell your fiend with the mad eye, that we will not be keeping you freakish friends here."
"Alright" Harry said. (In a state of false lullness) "But I don't know how Moody will abide to this. Bye!" and with that final statement. Harry shouted "Diagon Alley!" and vanished.
Great torrents of hellishly bright green flames met his eyes. He kept his eyes squinted just so he could see the snatch glances of the stores. (A barber in which the shears were taking care of the customer's hair by themselves whilst the barber was reading a dirty magazine, a sweets shop where six and seven year olds were arguing over free samples of fudge, whilst a group of sixteen and seventeen year olds were arguing just as childishly over the last barrel of Chocolate-Mustard Bertie Botts Every Flavor Beans, and an apothecary where a woman had tossed a handful of dung in the salesman's face due to "Dung Beetle's legs 5 Sickles a handful!") Until he collapsed in a room where there was nothing but fireplaces. A man behind him said "Let's hurry it up boy! My hat is getting singed!"
Harry quickly got out of the fire where the man with his hat half- burned and his tailcoat on fire got out.
"Thank you" the man said in furious sarcasm and left. (Beating his burning tailcoat with his walking stick.)
Harry walked out of the building which noted on the sign outside in bold letters OFFICIAL FLOO POWDER INGOING AND OUTGOING STATION. He walked and saw Moody, Lupin, Ron, Hermione, and Tonks waiting for Harry.
"Hey guys...GUYS!!!" Harry yelled.
The others saw him and ran to him.
"Alright we're all here." Moody said in a stiff mood. "Everyone will split up, Hermione and Ron, you go with Harry. Lupin, you come with me and Tonks, Tonks... (He said reluctantly) we'll see that sale for dresses and robes."
Tonks quickly got up from sitting on an empty barrel and grabbed Moody's and Lupin's hand and ran down the alleyway (upsetting a stack of cauldrons.)
End Chapter.
I'm deeply sorry for those of you who have been waiting for my story. I will start on the next chapter starting tomorrow. But I've been having spasms of writer's block for ages now. Thank you for your patience. And may God Bless you and all of Your Families.