Title: Harry Potter and the Staff of Merlin
Author: Legolas-gurl88
Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling? Nope, not me.
Author Note: Reason for my quick update at the bottom.
Story time!
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15. The Makeshift Ghost Council
The rest of the weekend, Harry stormed around Gryffindor tower, feeling extremely grumpy. Everyone avoided him, even Ron and Hermione at times. It wasn't that Harry was mad at anyone. Actually, he was mad at Cho. At breakfast that morning, he tried to make eye contact with her, but she didn't even glance his way… not once. He had made her really mad. After lunch, he tried to corner her and apologize, but she just stuck her nose in the air and walked away. Harry kicked the wall, achieving nothing but a sore toe. He didn't even realize when one of the suits of armor stuck it's leg out.
Harry fell down a flight of stairs. Luckily, no one was around to see him fall, but when he stood up, he looked back up the stairs to see who the cause was for his now aching back. The suit of armor cackled and Peeves zoomed out from a slot in the visor of the helmet. He flew down to Harry, giggling, juggling sharp knives.
"Get out of it, Peeves." Harry said angrily, leaning down to pick up the fallen things from his bag.
"Potty! Clumsy wee Potty lad needs to look where he's going!" Peeves shrieked gleefully. "He'll fall down more stairs if he doesn't!"
"Shut up, Peeves." Harry said. Peeves only cackled and watched the knives he was juggling.
"Potty's mad, isn't he? Yes, mad as a hatter, is Clumsy Potter!"
"I wouldn't have fallen if you hadn't stuck your leg out." Harry said, slinging his bag over his shoulder and walking off, hoping Peeves wouldn't follow. However, he should have known better as Peeves only chased him, ricocheting off the walls as he went. Harry, having had just about enough, stopped dead in his tracks and turned around to yell at Peeves, only to get a nasty shock as he walked through Nearly Headless Nick and got the unpleasant feeling of jumping into a bucket of icy water.
"ARG! Oh, hello, Nick." Harry said.
"Hello." Nearly Headless Nick said solemnly speaking as if he hadn't even noticed Harry had walked right through him. "Having troubles, Young Potter?"
"Yeah." Harry said and the two of them eyes Peeves, who was doing a dance above them.
"Peeves!" Nick shouted at the Poltergeist. "Stop this nonsense at once, or I shall be forced to call the Bloody Barron!"
"No need, Nicolas." said a drawing voice from behind them. "I'm here."
Harry turned around to find the Bloody Barron staring at the scene before him. Peeves went into shock and dropped the knives, staring, horrified at the Bloody Barron. Had Harry not been in complete shock, at having been snuck up on three times in ten minutes and walking through one of those following him, he would have marveled more at the fact that he had never before heard the Bloody Barron talk, or even known someone who communicated with him, aside from the other ghosts.
"Ah, Barron, I'm glad you're here. You see, Peeves is--" Nick said.
"I already know, Nicolas." said the Bloody Barron. "The House-Elves are missing several knives due to Peeves and asked us to return them before they had to begin cooking dinner."
"The others are looking too?" Nick said. "Is there a reason I wasn't informed of this?"
"You could not be found." Barron said, eyeing Peeves who was attempting to sneak away. "I offered to find you to ask you and saw you trailing-- PEEVES, GET BACK HERE!"
Peeves had just snuck around the corner.
"Peevesy is sorry, Your Bloodiness!" Peeves said, his voice growing unusually high. "Peevesy will not cross Mr. Barron again!"
"See that you don't, Peeves, or the consequences will be extremely high for you. Now, give those knives--"
"Ah, Nicolas and Barron. You've found him. Good show." Harry turned again as another ghostly figure floated in on the conversation. The Fat Friar."Yes. Now we need to find a punishment." Barron said as Peeves floated close to him, yet keeping a cautious distance.
"Do not punish." The Fat Friar said. "Forgive and forget is what I say."
"We've forgiven and forgotten for too long, Friar." said the Bloody Barron and Nick nodded his head, which flopped off his shoulders and he refastened it. "Punishments would stick with the Poltergeist's memory longer."
"Well… I suppose it's time to hold a ghost council." Nick said.
"Here?" said the Bloody Barron, turning to the headless ghost. "Among the… living?" He cast a glance in Harry's direction. Harry didn't think he should be there. In fact, he wanted to leave.
"Why not? I trust Harry." Nick said.
"Give everyone a chance, I say." The Friar said peacefully.
"Very well." said the Bloody Barron grudgingly. "Who will find the Gray Lady?"
"I passed her one floor up." Friar said, beginning to float up. "I will retrieve her."
As time passed, Harry thought even more longingly about leaving. However, Nick's eyes told Harry that he wanted him to stay, so Harry stayed. He looked at Nick, who was adjusting his collar to secure his head more, then to the Bloody Barron, who was staring ahead, his clothes shining with silvery blood, yet peering out of the corner of his eye to Peeves, who was looking at the floor, knives in his hands and for once, he was quiet. In fact, he looked as though he were a naughty boy, just about to be punished. Finally, when Harry looked up, he saw the Fat Friar and the Gray Lady floated back down to the group.
"What's this about?" The Gray Lady said, her gray skirts floating about her.
"Peeves." The Bloody Barron said.
"Again?" The Gray Lady sighed. "Very well. You found him, then?"
"Look for yourself, M'lady." Nick said, gesturing to Peeves, who broke into noisy sobs.
"Let's get on with it, before Filch comes and clears Harry out." Nick said.
"All in favor of expelling Peeves, raise your hands." said the Bloody Barron, raising his own hand, but no others rose theirs. The Bloody Barron sighed. "Very well. All in favor of punishing Peeves, raise their hands." The Bloody Barron and Nick rose their hands. "All in favor of forgiving him… again… raise their hands."
The two hands of the Fat Friar and the Gray Lady found themselves in the air.
Everyone sighed.
Silence.
"You know, we really should get another ghost here to odd the evens on the majorities." Nick said aloud and everyone else agreed.
"Why do we even raise our hands anymore?" The Bloody Barron said angrily. "It always ends up the same. Nick and I raise our hands for one thing and the Friar and Gray Lady for another. What's the point?"
"Harry still hasn't decided." Nick pointed out.
"He's not of Ghost Council." The Gray Lady pointed out.
"True, but we need one more vote and he is here."
"Peevesy votes to forgive!" Peeves shrieked, raising his hand, clutching the knives in the air, hitting the Friar with the blades, but going through him.
"You can't vote." Nick said shortly. "Go on, Harry. Forgive or punish?"
Harry stared at them in disbelief. This was stupid. He just wanted to leave.
"Punish." Harry said quickly. "I have to go. Bye, Nick."
He then turned and walked away as Peeves shrieked in horror as the other ghosts herded him away.
"NOOOOOOOOO!" Peeves screeched. "NOOOOOOOOOO! Traitor Potty! Bad Potty! Betraying Potty! How could you betray Peevesy!? Bad Potty! Bad Potty! BAD POTTY!"
"What is this racket?" A new voice said sternly. Harry turned to see Professor McGonagall marching up to the ghosts.
"Majority passed that Peeves is punished!" The Bloody Barron said gleefully to McGonagall. As Harry turned into a different corridor, their voices all died down and Harry returned to the Common Room.
He didn't even want to mention the Ghost Council to Ron or Hermione, and they were quiet again that night and Harry remembered he was supposed to be angry whilst in their presence.
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My the next morning, Halloween, Harry's attitude burned down and Ron and Hermione found it safe to talk to him again. They were looking forward to that night when the Great Hall would be decorated in celebration. At breakfast, Harry told them about Peeves and the Ghost Council. Ron looked as though it were a joke and Hermione looked fascinated.
"That's so interesting!" Hermione said. "Why did they include you in the voting?"
"They're votes were even and they needed another vote, so they asked me."
"They should've asked Filch." Ron said grinning. "He'd vote Peeves right out of the castle."
"I wonder what they decided to do to him." said Hermione, glancing upwards as if expecting to see Peeves gliding lazily over them.
"Dunno." Harry said. "I left before they could ask me what to do with him."
"We banned him from going anywhere except an empty room on the top floor." Nearly Headless Nick said unexpectedly behind them and they all spun around in their seats. "If he chooses to leave the room, we take more serious action. Good day." and he floated off.
"That was all of a sudden." Ron said.
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Later that day, Harry began his Defense Against the Dark Arts class again. At this point in time, they were practicing the Stunning Charm on each other. Those that had been in the D.A. meetings were doing superb and needed absolutely no coaching whatsoever when knowing what to do. However, those who hadn't been in the D.A. classes weren't doing so well, so Harry tried to pair the experienced ones with the inexperienced, so they could help each other out. His theory didn't work at all. For one thing, when the experienced ones were stunned, they couldn't explain to their partner how to un-stun them. And when they stunned the inexperienced, they still couldn't explain, because their partners were unconscious. In the end, Harry had to have Ron come up so he could show everyone what they were supposed to do by stunning him.
At the end of the class, Harry had all the desks move back and talked to the class. Most of them were massaging bruises, from when they missed the cushions Harry had lain out for them.
"That was really good." Harry said. "You guys are getting loads better. Soon, we'll be able to move to harder stuff. For those who were in D.A., I know this is boring for you, but I'll need your help to teach those who didn't have a chance. So… so…"
Harry trailed off. He had just heard someone yell his name.
"What?" he asked. The class looked befuddled. Then, all the lights went off, including the light outside… everything seemed to have blanked out… no… it couldn't be…
Harry! No, please don't kill Harry!
No… they couldn't be here. Little Winging was one thing, but Harry didn't think they could come near Hogwarts without Dumbledore's consent…
Bow to death, Harry…
"No. They couldn't be!" Harry said aloud. Then, he realized that there were several screams outside of his head and he pulled out his wand.
"Lumos!" he said and his wand ignited. The light revealed several scared faces of his friends.
"What's wrong, Harry?" Lavender Brown said.
"What the hell is going on?" Dean Thomas yelled looking around.
Lily, go… take Harry… run… don't look back…
"They… they can't be…" Harry murmured. Suddenly, he heard everyone gasp and he knew that was a sign that they, too, knew what was coming.
There's nothing you can do, Harry… nothing…He's gone…
"NO!" Harry yelled. He was beginning to feel drowsy. He fell to his knees. He felt hand gripping him under the armpits, attempting to pull him up, and heard Hermione's frantic screams.
"HARRY! GET UP!"
Harry awoke and got back on his feet. His whole body was shaking. Everyone, he could see in the wand light, was standing up.
"Get out!" Harry yelled frantically to the class. "Get out! They're coming!"
Aaaaaah… did you love him, little baby Potter?
Everyone raced to the door. Ron reached it first as he was the closest sitting to the door. He grasped the handle, but let go quickly, wringing his hand.
"It's freezing cold!" he yelled to Harry. Harry ran forward, pulling his robe over his hand to guard it from the cold and grasped the door handle. He tried moving it, to open it. To no avail. He studied the doorknob.
"It's frozen shut!" he yelled. "Hermione--"
But Hermione was already by his side. She yelled an incantation to send flames to the door which Harry did not hear as he could hear his own screams inside his head.
SIRIUS! SIRIUS!
He can't come back, Harry. He can't come back, because he's d--
HE-- IS-- NOT-- DEAD!
Lily, run! Go! Don't look back!
No, don't kill Harry! Take me! Please don't kill Harry!
Bow to death, Harry…
Harry found himself on the floor again. He could now feel a rattling around him… he could hear it and feel it… to him, it was the sound of death. He opened his eyes and heard everyone screaming as they attempted to outrun the Dementor that everyone knew was approaching their room window.
"It's going to come through the window!" someone yelled, though Harry didn't know who. Whoever it was, was exactly right as the next second, a Dementor floated into the room, drawing a rattling breath, extending it's slimy hands instantly. Everyone screamed louder and Harry was crushed against the wall as everyone backed away from the Dementor that was coming nearer.
"SAVE US, SOMEONE!" a girl yelled. Harry grasped the wall and pulled himself up. His scar was now hurting. Finding a way through the crowd, he pushed them aside, grabbing up his wand again. Finally reaching the outside of the crowd, he stared at the Dementor who, if it had eyes, would have been staring strait back. It reached up a hand to lower it's hood. Harry didn't want his classmates to see what was under that cloak. None of them ever deserved to know…
"EXPECTO PATRONUM!" Harry yelled, but nothing even emerged from his wand. The screaming, both in Harry's head and from his friends, grew louder as the Dementor came closer. Finally, it lowered it's hood and everyone screamed at the sight before them-- the skin stretched far across it's face, a gaping hole in the middle of it's mouth, sucking in the air from Harry's lungs as he gasped for breath to yell the incantation again.
"EXPECTO PATRONUM!" he yelled again. Nothing. The slimy hands grasped his throat and he choked. Something happy… something happy… he needed to think of something happy. But there was no happiness left. The Dementor was moving him closer to where his soul would be sucked away forever…
"HARRY! NO!" he heard Hermione scream distantly. Ron… Hermione… his friends… he had to save them. His happy thought.
"EXPECTO PATRONUM!" yelled Harry one last time, mustering up the last of his strength to point the wand at the Dementor's face, which was inches from his own. A silver stag erupted from his wand and hit the Dementor full on, knocking it back and knocking Harry out of his grasp and he fell the length to the hard stone floor. It knocked his head hard and everything went blank.
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When Harry woke up, he was on the floor and it was light once again. The torches in the room had been lit again with a blue flame. There was a crowd around Harry and they were pushing to see if he was awake.
"Harry!" he heard Hermione yell, but her shout was fuzzy sounding. "Are you alright?" She helped him sit up, then stand up. He wobbled a bit and fell back into the wall, rubbing his head where it had hit the floor. There was a little blood, but not much.
"Are you alright?" Hermione asked again.
"Yeah." Harry gasped. "Where's the Dementor?"
"It's gone. You sent it off." Hermione said. She and the rest of the class were pale. They were all quiet. But Harry noticed that some were missing.
"Where're the others?" Harry asked, staring around.
"They got sick from the Dementor feel." Hermione said, pointing to a few students in the corner, hugging their stomachs and becoming violently sick. Others were back there rubbing their backs and giving them encouraging thoughts.
"Is everyone alright?" Harry asked. "It didn't kiss anyone, did it?"
"It tried to kiss you." Ron said, moving forward through the crowd. "It was the scariest thing I'd seen in my life.
"It was so scary!" There were several echoes of this in the room.
"Are we still stuck?" Harry asked, trying to let go of the wall, but he was so dizzy that he just fell back into it.
"Yes." Hermione said. "I tried melting it. The doorknob won't unfreeze."
"Did you try the Reductor Curse?" he asked, sinking into the chair at his desk. Everyone gathered around him again.
"No." Hermione said. "I was more worried about you." Harry pulled out his wand and pointed it at the door. Everyone backed away.
"Reducto!" Harry shouted and the door blew into bits. He stood up with the help of Ron and began giving commands.
"Everyone, to the Common Room. Stay there and don't leave. Those of you who are sick, go to the Hospital Wing. A few people need to help them. And when you come back, bring chocolate… lot's of chocolate. Madame Pomfrey should have some. Hermione, assist people to the Hospital Wing. Ron, take people back to the Common Room."
"Where're you going?" Ron asked.
"Dumbledore needs to know." Harry said. When Ron let go, Harry fell back into the chair as he was overcome by dizziness.
"You can't go by yourself." Ron said. "You can't even stand."
"I'm fine."
"No… look. Neville, help Harry get to Dumbledore's office."
Neville came forward, looking scared, but had his wand out. When Hermione left with her group, everyone supporting someone else, and Ron left with his, all their wands out in case of another attack, Neville helped Harry up and took him to Dumbledore's office.
"Where is it, Harry?" Neville asked.
"Over there." Harry pointed out. When they reached the statues of the gargoyles, they stopped.
"Ooh! Hello!" the first gargoyle said. "Password?"
"Listen, I need to get in." Harry said.
"Can't get in without a password." said the second gargoyle.
"No, I need to get in. There's just been an attack--"
"Sorry, lad. Can't get in without a password, no you can't!"
"Fine." Harry said as Neville looked partly scared. "Er-- Cockroach Cluster."
The gargoyles made a noise like a buzzer. "Wrong! That's the old one."
"Fine." said Harry again. "Sugar quill."
"Stop guessing about food!" The gargoyles said together.
"Erm…" Harry said, but he couldn't think of anything other than food that Dumbledore would choose.
"Dumbledore's Army?" Neville said suddenly. The gargoyles looked shocked, but sprang aside. Harry looked at Neville, bewildered but impressed.
"How'd you think of that?" Harry asked.
"I dunno." responded Neville, looking just about as shocked as the gargoyles. "Come on, Harry, before they close." Neville helped Harry in and up the moving staircase. When outside the door, they knocked.
"Come in." Harry heard Dumbledore's voice. Harry and Neville walked in. Dumbledore was sitting at his desk, hands folded calmly before him again. His silver beard glinted in the afternoon sun. The portraits around them gazed at them.
"Ah, hello Harry… Neville."
Neville looked shocked about being addressed by the Headmaster.
"Professor." Harry said, getting to the point. "There's been an attack."
"An attack?" Dumbledore said, looking perplexed.
"A Dementor." said Harry. "It came in my class."
"Is everyone alright?" Dumbledore asked standing up.
"Yeah. I mean no. Some people got sick, but I had Hermione take them to the Hospital Wing and to take chocolate back to those who didn't get sick, who were lead by Ron."
Dumbledore looked alarmed.
"Well, you acted correctly under the circumstances, I thank you, Harry. Have any of the other teachers had this problem?"
"I don't know. We didn't see anyone else. The Dementor froze the doorknob so we couldn't get out."
"It tried to perform the Dementor's Kiss on Harry." Neville spoke up.
"Are you alright, Harry?" Dumbledore asked.
"Yeah." Harry said.
"Good. Well, thank you for alerting me. If you need to go to the Hospital Wing, go now. Otherwise, stay in the Common Room until Professor McGonagall comes to check up on all of you. And Harry."
"Yeah?" Harry asked.
"I think it's time to start teaching the students the Patronus Charm."
With that, Dumbledore left his study, leaving Harry and Neville behind to walk back to the Common Room.
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"What's going on, Harry?"
"Are you alright, Harry?"
"What's happening, Harry?"
"Did Dumbledore find out who did it, Harry?"
Harry was bombarded with questions as soon as he climbed in the portrait hole. There was a giant platter with a mountain full of chocolate on it that people would break pieces off of to cram them in their mouths and sigh with relief.
"Go ahead, Neville." Harry said to Neville, who walked eagerly to the pile of chocolate to eat some. Harry, too, broke off a piece and nibbled it before answering any questions. When McGonagall came in to check on everyone (they all stayed in the Common Room, missing the rest of their classes that day) she informed them that they had not caught the culprit responsible for setting that Dementor on them. But in the back of everyone's minds, they all thought… Voldemort.
Even after Harry answered all the questions as were possible, he still had plenty of questions for himself, that were unanswerable.
Where had Dumbledore gone off to?
Why had he, Harry, been affected by the Dementors more than he usually was?
Why did Voldemort send a Dementor after him?
Later in the afternoon, an owl swooped in, carrying a letter that looked as if it had been scrawled in a hurry.
Harry, Ron and Hermione,
Dumbledore told us what happened. He said that you were alright, but we wanted to make sure you really were. If there was one thing that Dementor attack did was tell us that Voldemort is still active, no matter where he is. Do not leave Hogwarts grounds, or wander alone! When going to Hogsmede, travel in groups. Do not make yourselves vulnerable! Write back as soon as you receive this letter, but be careful what you put in it!
Remus Lupin
Molly Weasley
Arthur Weasley
Nymphadora Tonks
Alastor Moody
Harry read the letter aloud to the other two and they wrote a cautiously worded response back, sending it with the owl, who had waited for them.
None of the students, that had been in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, went to the Halloween Party that year.
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What did you think of my new separators? I hope they turn out okay! I am so proud! I wrote this whole chapter in one day! It might not be the longest chapter, but it certainly had more in it, didn't it? Next one also has lots going on. I'm getting more into the plot. You guys've been patiently waiting for the storyline and it's now coming into place.
Also, I just want to let you know that I start school tomorrow, September 9th. I will be extremely busy as school always comes first in my to-do list (even if I'd sometimes rather write) but I want to let you know that. Apart from school, I will have work two days a week, piano lessons every other week, football games every other week and loads of homework and reading (I'm in British Literature; it's an advanced English class, I'm proud to say!) Uhhh… I don't remember… did I tell you this before? Ah well… you can live. Anyway, I'll only have Mondays off, but then, my band council members are talking about having some sort of band thing after school every week (hoping and praying it's Monday! The only day I have off!) and so after all that, and school work, THEN I'll have time to write. But I'm not sure how long, from here, it will take to get chapters up. Oh, and then in October, they have the play starting up and I want to join that! THIS IS GOING TO BE AN EVIL YEAR! Well ta-ta! Review time!
Starsmiles- Your review, for some reason, made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside, 'cause it's nice to hear about the good qualities of my story, rather than have people point out all the bad ones ALL the time. Even if I'll take criticism, it's nice to get friendly reviews as well! Yeah, I really liked Hagrid's talk with Harry and I was really proud of that dialogue! You know, you're one of the only reviewers whom I have ever heard something nice about Cho from. I personally like Cho's character, but EVERYONE wants her to be out of the picture. I like her because she's so unpredictable and fun to write. You never know what she's going to do next! Anyway, thanks for the nice review!
Jeanne2- Interesting? What's interesting? Sorry… short memory span moment, here. Thanks!
Eternamente- Sorry to say, but Cho's gonna be in this story. SORRY! It's good that you loathe her, because that's the type of things I think J.K. wants you to think of her character. But she's just so unpredictable and interesting and she's a great character to write because you never know what she's gonna do next and that's what I like about her. And I, personally, think Harry's going to end up with her, because his relationship with her is almost exactly like his dad's relationship with his mom. They even call the girls the same way. Harry went "Cho! Hey-- CHO!" and James went "Evans! Hey-- EVANS!" in book 5. I thought that was interesting.
Ms. Me- I'm sorry, but this story is definitely going to have Cho in it. I've already got stuff planned that is very important, and has her in it. Kinda late. Besides, I like her character. She's fun to write! I'm not saying it will be a full blown Harry/Cho relationship where they're calling each other 'pooky' and 'honey cake' and stuff like that, but she will be in the story some more! I apologize. No one seems to like here, so I'm going through most of the reviews, telling people that she will be in it. Yeah, I've got an hour and thirty minutes already for driving and I'm having fun! Hope you get driver's ed soon!
Sweet Sakura Curls- I'm glad I wasn't rude! I don't know why, but that's just what your pen name made me think of… now I'm hungry for tai food…. Mmmm… sweet and sour chicken! Yum! Do you like tai food? I love it! I love Pad Tai! It's really good! I'm becoming really random now! Ahhhh!
Snow-angel222- Thoughts are still good. Better some thoughts rather than others. Yes, Cho has issues, but that's what makes her fun to right… um… right? Yes, I love that part with the bunny changing colors. It's just so not Harry and it shows how much us gals can manipulate the guys into going wherever we want to! Right? Talk to you later!
Trinityelf- Sup? AHHHHH! School!!!! Are the Slytherins up to something? So far, they're just mad at Harry. Can't say no more, but you just gave me some great ideas! Uh oh… DUCK AND COVER!!!!! It's like 'Beer Barrel Polka' KILL-- THE-- MALFOY! Kill the Malfoy? What, there's more than one? Oh, that's the plural way of saying 'Malfoy'. Malfoy! I like it! Or 'Malfoys,' as J.K. puts it. Whatever… that's boring! Anyway, talk to you on Thursday and until then, kill the Malfoy!
Shelly101- Snape is cool! It's funny, because the top three people I've had the most complaints about ever were Cho as number one, then Umbridge, then Snape in last. But those are some of my favorite characters, because they're so much fun to write! There will be more of Snape next chapter, I promise. Not in Occlumency, but in potions, 'causes something fun happens! Well… not for Harry ::snigger::
Enoon- Boy, you can spell 'no' really well! If I do it that long, I start going 'nono non o no no noo nno' and so on a so forth. Anyway, it didn't take so long to post this chapter. You happy? I hope so! This wasn't as much of a cliffhanger.
JeanieBeanie33- Guys are so annoying sometimes! Sorry for all my guy readers out there… just two girls talkin'… Anyway, Cho, I think, isn't the only one who's not making the relationship better.
Wytil- Okay. No I get it. Does that mean I've improved since last you reviewed? I'm glad! Even if I hate flames and stuff, they still make me a better writer and that, in the end, is what matters most to me. Thanks!
Ellen- I have Quidditch World Cup on Playstation2, and I've beaten the Japanese team. Hmmm… maybe it's the different controllers. I actually hardly ever get a goal for the opposite team. That's a good thing, I suppose, but it gets boring! Grrr!
Drake Smythe- Sorry, no Harry/Luna things going on. Just regular old Luna being loony. And sorry again… Cho's still gonna be in the picture. I think she makes everything more interesting, no matter how much people say they don't like her, they still like to read about her. Just a theory.
Blaze potter- Wow… thanks! I'm flattered! It's nice to know that people think I'm good. (I'm not saying that in an egotistical way, I'm just saying that I get lots of compliments, but it's still really nice!). Thanks!
TankerMDK- I always give responses! I'm not THAT heartless! But I just think that it's better to communicate with each other rather than ignore each other, which makes it much worse! You'll see about Dumbledore in my sequel 'Harry Potter and the…' ummm… I haven't thought of a title, but it's going to be about Harry's 7th year. Just be patient!
Kateydidnt- I'm responding for all three of your reviews. I, personally, really like Cho's character! She's so much fun to write and you never know whether she's going to end up in a good mood or a bad mood in the end. And I'm not sure if you caught this, but Harry's relationship is almost exactly like his dad's relationship with his mom. That's why I think they'll be together. And sorry to say, Cho is going to be in this story. I've gotten a lot of complaints from everyone, and I'm tired of writing this, but I've got something planned for her. Is she using him? For what, may I ask?
Fuji the Hobbit- I'm okay at coordination. I'm not the best, but I have fun whilst marching! Even if it's in the rain and I got sweaty. I play the flute/piccolo. Actually, I play the flute more, but I can play POTC/LOTR and some other things by ear on my flute and get lots of compliments! Did I just brag? I don't think of that as bragging! You asked! I don't think I've ever bragged before… except for that thing up at the top about making it into an ADVANCED English Class! ::Throws hands up in the air and whoops loudly:: ::composes self:: Sorry. I'm just really happy. I've wanted to be in Brit. Lit. ever since last year. Well… you're warm and cold because… aw! I can't say! You'll just have to see! Sorry for being annoying in this review! Exclamation marks!!!!!
Facil Glow- Thanks a bunch! Yeah, I've driven around a college campus around where I live and they had some great roads with different things in the way. And we drove past two ambulances (parked and ready for if I ever crashed!) and a police car, who flashed a light in my eyes to let me know I accidentally switched my brights on when signaling to turn left. Oh well… I think he knew I was a student driver. But it was scary! And we also drove past a building that was called the 'Crash and collision test course' and I kept thinking 'Well, that's symbolic!'
Anyway, I'll talk to you guys when next we meet! Not sure when that will be… anyway, just keep your eyes peeled!
AND KEEP YOUR EYES OUT FOR MY BIO PAGE THINGY, 'CAUSE IF IT TAKES ME A WHILE TO UPDATE, I WRITE WHY ON THE PAGE, SO YOU CAN KNOW WHAT'S GOING ON!
Also, for those who are still reading way down here, should I start giving little summaries of the next chapter to come up, so you know what's coming, or should I leave the suspense for when I post? You vote, I'll tally!
Thanks!
May broomsticks be in your dreams!
Luv,
Legolas-gurl88