Hey everybody i am having trouble with my story so I had to take it off for a bit to redo it. Thanks for being patient. Oh here is my disclaimer: I do not and necer will own Harry Potter and co.they belong to the wonderful and brilliant mind of J. K. Rowling. I can however use my imagination to create weird and bizar situations for them. AndJ. K. if you are reading this please enjoy!Oh to other fiction writers if you see parts of your story in my works please do not be alarmed i was inspired by your work and decided to use it in my story. Please READ AND REVIEW!
Together we are Strong
Chapter 1: Insomnia
Harry Potter was sitting in the empty Griffindor common room staring silently at the fire, hardly noticing that it was past one o'clock in the morning. He really hadn't change much in the five years that he has been at Hogwarts, except for the fact that he had gotten taller, but he still had the messy black hair that never stayed flat no matter what he did to it. Of course he still had the lighting scar on his forehead that had made him famous. But his eyes in his opinion had changed the most. Yes, they were still that shockingly emerald green, but there was something different about them; there was a haunted, slightly fearful look with some smoldering anger buried deep in his eyes.
The stairs creaked and Harry jerked out of his meditating, turning around, with his hand gripping tightly on his wand.
"Easy Harry, it is only me," said a voice. Harry relaxed his grip as he saw Ron come down the stairs.
"Hey." whispered Harry as he turned his back to his friend to stare moodily in to the fire again. Ron silently sat down next to Harry on the couch and watched his friend since first year worriedly. Harry hadn't been sleeping well in the past weeks and it clearly showed in the circles around eyes and the tired, haggard expression on his face.
"Harry…" began Ron tentatively, knowing how touchy Harry had been, "you really need to get some sleep, mate, you aren't looking to good."
Harry just shook his head violently, and Ron briefly saw a look of pure fear come into his face before it vanished just as quickly as it came. Ron sighed, "I am sorry Harry, but I got to do this for you."
Harry turned to Ron questioningly, but Ron raised his wand and muttered, "Asomnia!" Harry slumped over and started to snore gently. Ron sighed again and laid Harry out on the couch, then with one last look disappeared back up the stairs to his dormitory.