Disclaimer: Harry Potter and all other known characters and places in the Harry Potter world belong to J.K. Rowling, Scholastic, Warner Bros, and Bloomsbury. The story and original characters belong to me.
Written by: Starangel2106 and Padawan Jan-AQ
Chapter Four
"Oh
yes, I'm enjoying this so much!" Harry sulked.
"You
would do well to show some respect Potter." Snape said maliciously
"I could easily lift you back up and 'drop' you. Now let's get
started."
"With what sir?" Started?
"Lessons of course."
"Lessons? Now? But isn't a little late?"
"Isn't
it a little late, Sir," Snape corrected him. "Do I
look like I care or that I'm tired?"
"No sir."
Harry dearly wished he did.
"Well then moving on."
"What
about my leg sir?"
"Oh yes, your leg. I've decided
that you should suffer until the end of your lesson to learn a lesson
about teaching about foolish tendencies and disobeying. I have
decided to heal you after your lesson today. There isn't always an
easy way out and you should learn to deal with your mistakes.
"
"Wha...?"
"Potter! Quiet!"
"Yes
sir!"
"Good. We will be begin with potions. Take
out your note-taking supplies... we will start with the Navitas
potion. The Navitas potion is a subtle one requiring a great deal of
patience. When created correctly, it is able to render one's allies
more energetic and increase the available magic readily
accessible..." And so Snape lectured on and on. By midnight
Harry really didn't care any more about the Carmen potion or how
adding more batwings could make an ater potion more potent. All he
wanted was a nice warm bed.
"Potter are you paying
attention?" Snape's harsh voice cut through his longings.
"Huh?
Yea sir continue."
"Hm," Snape looked at him
closely before continuing, "I suppose that was enough for
tonight. I will apply this relaxo cream on your leg now and then
after we get you to your room you can have the cruris condico potion.
Your leg will be fixed by morning, before anyone
knows."
By
the next morning Harry's leg was mostly healed with the exception of
some stiffness and pain when he tried to walk on it. He wondered why
and then decided that if it still hurt after he loosened it up by
walking on it, he'd ask Snape later. He went about his normal morning
routine and went down for breakfast.
Harry was met
with simultaneous greeting from Lupin and Dumbledore when he walked
into the kitchen. "Good morning Harry."
"Morning"
Harry replied, it was far from good in his opinion. Anyway he had
just woken up, and how was anyone supposed to know if it was a good
morning or not when they just got out of bed?
They
ate breakfast, which consisted of waffles, sausage, orange juice or
milk, and fruit while the others trickled in slowly. After Harry
finished eating he headed to his room, as he needed to look over a
lesson courtesy of his favorite potion master. After half an hour he
was done and went to find said teacher to hand it over. He was
wandering through the halls searching for Snape when he heard a
suspicious noise coming from an unused room. He was wandering
through the halls searching for Snape when he heard a suspicious
noise coming from an unused room. He felt tempted to go and
investigate the noise but knew that he needed to find Snape to hand
his work in more than he needed to get embroiled in another
adventure. After all, everything seemed to happen to him and it would
be better to hand in his assignment for Snape first before he was
pulled into another unusual event lest Snape claim that he did so
just to get out of doing work. A few minutes later, Harry found
Snape in the room they used the day before. The potions lab. It
looked a lot nicer in the daylight. Off to one side, a door was ajar
that Harry hadn't noticed the night before. He was mildly curious as
to what was in there but dismissed it in favour of completing his
errand.
Snape looked up at him with piercing eyes. "Potter what are you doing?"
"Huh? Coming to hand my paper over, sir."
"And who gave you permission to come here?"
"Hm no one. No one stopped me though."
"As I can very well tell. Now, I believe that Tonks is supposed to be watching you. She obviously failed in her duties thus far. Get back to your room and look over hexes you want to try out."
"Yes sir."
Dismissed and with his errand of giving his assignment to Snape completed, Harry wandered back towards his room. He didn't really want to spend more time just sitting there looking at books right now. He remembered the sound he had heard earlier and decided that now would be a good time to check it out. There wasn't much else to do and he could always look through the books of hexes later.
So Harry back-tracked to the door he heard the sound from. He was very curious as to what it could have been. As he approached the door, he didn't hear anything at all and certainly not the noise that had drawn his curiosity initially. He hadn't explored the house much and decided that this would be a good time to start again. It wouldn't hurt to check this room out. He pushed the door open and stepped inside. The room was quite boring, filled with random bits of furniture. He walked in further until he was in the middle of the room.
Suddenly, a whoosh sound was heard and a translucent blur flew past his vision. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea, he thought. He had just moved to make a retreat out of the room when a low female voice spoke up from the mass of fog that floated between him and the door.
"What is it you want young one?" There was a lilt of danger in the voice but Harry ignored it.
"I just heard a noise earlier and wanted to see what it was." Okay, I've found out what it was now it's time to go.
The blur (Harry was quite sure that it was a ghost for whatever reason, choosing or forced to be seen as incorporeal) circled around him, preventing any attempt to walk away.
"Erm, I've got to go now. It was nice meeting you," Harry tried to walk towards the exit but in a flash, the ghost moved in front of him, barring the way.
"Why so soon? Don't you want to be near me light one?"
"Actually no I don't." It wasn't worth it to lie, right?
"That hurts young one." The formless ghost started circling him again, this time faster and in another direction." The ghost started circling him again, this time faster and in another direction.
Okay well then, who are you?" Small talk then I can leave.
"I am Azrael. You, light one, are Harry Potter. So tell me, why are you wondering around?"
"Azrael what? How do you know who I am? And I am allowed to do what I what." Harry crossed his arms petulantly."
The ghost stopped circling and wavered back and forth like a pendulum right in the middle of the path to the door." My name does not matter to you. I know everyone and anyone in this house. And you are not to do what you want! I personally want to know where your sitter is." The white blur moved towards him, stopping a foot away. Harry thought that he could see eyes in that swirling mass of fog looking at him but he wasn't sure.
"I don't know, it's probably Tonks, but whoever it is hasn't found me so it doesn't matter." Harry said, wanting to get out of the room already. The ghost was creeping him out.
"Oh my dear light child it does. You should not be alone."
Stupid ghost. He was quite fine by himself. "Can I leave yet?"
"No. Not until someone comes gets you."
"What? Are you out of your mind? No one will even know to look for me..." Harry stopped mid-rant as the door was suddenly opened.
"Potter! What are you doing?" Snape. Of course he would be the one to find him. Figures. Someone must be orchestrating this and having a great laugh.
"I came in to the wrong room and found this ghost."
Snape gave him a sideways glance. "Potter, I know that you didn't just walk into this room unintentionally although it is obvious you did indeed find 'this ghost'." Snape turned his attention to the swirling blob. "Hello Azrael." Harry was surprised that Snape seemed to know this ghost. He wondered how and why.
"Hello dark child. What are you doing?" Azrael said. Harry guessed she had a fascination with nicknames.
"Looking for this brat, I hope he hasn't caused you any trouble."
"Not at all darkling, he wasn't a brat although he was a little wary about staying here." Who wouldn't feel distrustful at a strange apparition that wouldn't let you leave when you wanted to? Harry thought. And with his track record... well he had a reason to be wary of anything obstructing his exits.
"Understandable I suppose. Although he is a Gryffindor, I don't know where his courage went." Snape commented dryly.
"Hey!" Harry spoke up in defense. "And I suppose that the first time you found this ghost you just had a nice friendly chat before going on your way?"
"Be quiet Potter. That is none of you business."
"Ok Darkling and Light One that's enough." The ghostly apparition said before Harry could retort. "Darkling did you need something besides finding the young one?"
"No. And now that I've found him it's time to go. Good day and thank you, Azrael. Potter, it's nearly my shift to watch you anyway. Come along."
and Relaxorelaxo, cruris-leg ,condico-fix, Carmen-singing, Navitas-energy,
