Harry Potter and the Gem of the Oracle

KyleGranger342


Chapter 3
Harry's Pensieve


Harry and Hermione got ready to go to number 12 Grimmauld Place a few days later. For the past days, Harry and Hermione had been helping each other with homework, walking around town, and sitting around.

Harry and Hermione stood outside on the porch of the house with two small suitcases carrying clothes and toiletries.

"I really would like to know what they want me for besides school shopping," Harry told Hermione.

"I know," she said, "It has been rattling my brain all day." Mr. and Mrs. Granger came out from the front door.

"Here is some money for you, hun," Mr. Granger said to his daughter. He handed her money of the Wizard Currency from an envelope. "Need any Harry?"

"Oh no. I've got enough," Harry said truthfully.

"Okay then," Mrs. Granger said. "You two be safe and take care of each other."

"Don't worry mum," Hermione said. "Nothing will go wrong." The familiar sphere of color and light had suddenly popped up in front of them. The sphere faded away revealing Mr. and Mrs. Weasley.

"Harry. Hermione. How are you both doing?" Mrs. Weasley said greeting them with hugs. Mr. Wealsey shook the hands of Hermione's muggle parents and began asking them questions about the lives of muggles.

"Arthur," Mrs. Weasley said. "There is no time for that now. We need to get back to head quarters."

"Oh yes," he said rushing over to his spouse, Harry, and Hermione. "We've got a timed Port Key to leave in 15 seconds."

Hermione ran over to her parents and gave them a kiss.

"I'll see you in a couple days," she said waving at the sphere appeared once more. They had suddenly appeared in front of the old Black house. Harry's stomach turned as he entered the house that his godfather had once lived in.

"You two go upstairs to the bedroom. Ron and Ginny are already up there," she said sweetly. Harry and Hermione quickly walked up the stairs. Hermione stopped at her and Ginny's room and entered. Harry could hear the two of them greeting each other happily. Harry soon arrived at his room where Ron was sitting on the bed reading an old Quidditch Magazine.

"Harry!" Ron shouted excitedly. "How you been?"

"Pretty good. How about you?" Harry said placing his small suitcase on the bed and began unpacking it.

"Good," he said, "What are you doing here?"

"Your mum didn't tell you that me and Hermione were coming?" Harry asked.

Ron shook his head. "No! Hermione too?"

"Yeah, she's in with Ginny. McGonagall told me and her to come to do some shopping and they had to test me on something I don't know," he explained.

"You don't know what they want?" Ron asked.

"No," Harry sighed. They heard a knock on the door.

"Harry? Ron? Can we come in?" Hermione said behind the door.

"Yeah!" Ron called. Hermione and Ginny entered the room. Harry turned to the 'Weasley-Red-Head' and Hermione and was blown away by Ginny. She hadn't changed much over the summer, but Harry thought that something had and was attracted to her.

"Hi Harry!" Ginny said. She ran over to him and gave him a tight hug. Harry blushed when she let go.

"Hi," Harry said softly. Ginny gave him an odd look. As if he were up to something.

"Are you okay, Harry?" Hermione asked.

"Er . . . yeah. Fine," he said looking back down at his suitcase and continued unpacking his clothes. 'Wow. Ginny seems really different this year. I think I might actually like her," Harry thought.

The four of them sat in the boys' room discussing their summers and munching on Chocolate Frogs and Every Flavor Beans. Hermione was helping Ginny with some fourth year homework she was having trouble with while Ron and Harry were talking about Qudditch and the incident with his aunt and uncle.

"They have probably already turned my room into a Dudley Shrine Room," Harry snorted. Ron laughed, while Hermione and Ginny giggled.

"HARRY?" Mrs. Weasley called from downstairs. Harry got up and ran to the staircase.

"Yeah?" he called down.

"Can you come down here please?" she said. Harry began racing down the stairs alone. 'They're probably going to do that test on me,' he thought. He reached the bottom of the staircase and met Mrs. Weasley. He led her down into the Order of the Phoenix meeting room.

Professors Dumbledore, Snape, McGonagall, Lupin, and Moody sat in a circular order around the room. In the middle was a small table with a stone basin placed upon it. Harry thought it looked familiar, but was more focused on what they were going to do to him.

"Good to see you, Harry," Dumbledore began. Harry smiled quickly then straightened his face. "Thank you for coming down. This shouldn't take long."

"Okay Mr. Potter, please come sit here," Minerva McGonagall said putting her hand on a chair next to the table in the center.

"Okay, Mr. Potter, this may feel a little strange," Professor Snape said slowly walking up to him and placing the tip of his wand on Harry's left temple. He slowly pulled it away, but a silvery blob hung from it. As he did this Harry became very light headed, but felt better after the first few seconds. He placed it into the stone basin and stirred it slightly.

The adults leaned in over the basin and glared into it. Harry then realized what it was. They were looking into a pensieve. Harry stood up and leaned over as well. It showed most of his life from when he was born to when Hagrid showed up to wish him a Happy Birthday.

Voices, laughter, and screams pouring out of the large bowl. Most of his life was going by like a motion picture at fast speed. The day he was born, the day Voldemort killed his family, the day Hagrid brought him to the Dursley's, a day he was cleaning the chimney, a day Dudley was throwing a stone at him, a day Uncle Vernon locked him in his cupboard, his first day of fifth grade, the day he got his first Hogwarts letter, and finally when Hagrid came. Everything was there. Not missing anything.

"Did anybody see anything," Lupin asked the group.

"Hard to tell," Mad-Eye said sharply.

"What? What are we looking for?" Harry asked.

"Nothing, nothing, Harry," Dumbledore said in a calm voice, "we were just checking for something. Not to worry."

"Mr. Potter, would it be okay if we made a copy of these here memories?" Professor McGonagall asked.

"I . . . er . . . guess. As long as you keep it safe," Harry said awkwardly.

"Of course we will, Harry, of course we will," Lupin reassured him. Dumbledore brought out a small crystal ball, most likely from Professor Trelawney, and tapped the basin with his wand. The silver liquid became a spout that bent over into the crystal ball and eventually went back into the basin.

"Here you are, Mr. Potter," Snape said dipping his wand into the silver blob and placing it back into his left temple. The light-headedness came back for a moment. Dumbledore had wrapped the ball in a black cloth and gave it to Professor McGonagall who then transfigured it into a goblet.

"You are free to go," Mrs. Weasley said smiling. Harry turned and walked slowly out of the room, taking several glances back at the adults.

Harry quickly ran up the staircase to Ron and his room where the three Hogwarts students were still doing what they were doing when he left.

"What was that all about?" Ron asked. Hermione and Ginny turned with curious looks on their faces.

"I have no clue," Harry said.

"Well what did they do?" Ginny asked. Harry got butterflies in his stomach as she spoke to him. Harry then began explaining the basin, his memories, and the crystal ball.

"Well?" Ron said looking at Hermione.

"What?" she said.

"Well, what did they do to him? You should know with all the books you read," he said.

"I have no clue," Hermione said glaring at him, "just because I read more than you doesn't mean I know as much as Dumbledore." Ron smirked at her.

"I don't know what they did," Harry began, "but I have a really bad feeling something is going to happen with that crystal ball."


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