Disclaimer: I do not own anything to do with Harry Potter – otherwise I wouldn't be here.
A/N: the notice I just replaced with this chapter was mainly to see what the general thoughts were on femblaise, and while it is my story, meaning that I can do what I like in it, I don't want to do something that the majority of my readers will not like/enjoy.
Reviewers:
Manatheron: I like the name ideas, but they don't strike me as the sort of name that one would give to a series, but they do go well with the first book.
Critic unknown: first off, the leader thing won't be sorted out until third or fourth year at least, and the whole falling in love at 11, they haven't and won't until they are a bit older, it's just that she's already got a crush on him (hat wanting to play matchmaker – blushing when asked about it) and is good at hiding it (I had my first crush on a girl at 8, so it isn't unrealistic).
The casual dating thing, well there probably will be a kiss or two in there for Harry, but since he's been brought up in the magical world, he doesn't even know that there is such a thing, many purebloods still partake in arranged marriages, so they find the idea of being so casual about it as ridiculous (there are exceptions to every rule).
The bit you said about knowing more about his growing up years, there will be memories of things that happened every now and then (not flashbacks, they annoy me a bit cause they make me think of cheap films that have the 'shimmer' effect for dreams and memories).
And finally, TO EVERYONE who reviewed, thank you for the support and positive feedback, I hope to keep up with the expectations.
Shades Of Black – A Black Dawn.
Chapter 6: Happy Halloween.
The hall erupted into chaos, people were screaming and running for the doors, Harry was amused to note that Malfoy was at the front of the screaming mass looking terrified.
Just before the front of the group reached the doors, Dumbledore stood up and fired an echoing gunshot-like blast of magic from the end of his wand
"Prefects, lead the students to your common rooms, professors are to accompany me to the dungeons."
Harry began to follow the Slytherin prefect, Alice Greengrass, when he realised something. "Alice, the troll's in the dungeons."
Alice stopped and turned to Harry, "What's that got to do with us?"
"The Slytherin common room is in the dungeons."
"Oh hell," she whispered as her face went white, before she began looking around for someone to notify. "Flint! Hey Flint! We can't go down to the common room, the troll's down there."
"Erm…astronomy tower go there, I'll tell a teacher, then follow you up." The current Slytherin prince said after a moment of thought, before running off towards the dungeons.
"Alright, you lot, stick together and follow me."
As they reached the second floor, Harry remembered something else, he grabbed Blaise and pulled her out of the group and pulled her around a corner so no one could see them.
"What?" she asked, rather confused.
"Granger, she doesn't know about the troll."
"Oh, you got the map?"
"Yeah." he said as he pulled it out.
He quickly activated it with a whispered password, within seconds he found her a short distance away from where they were crouched near the stairs to the third floor corridor.
They were about to move when Snape came thundering past them and shot up the stairs to the third floor corridor.
Blaise just had enough time for a muttered "What the hell?" when a disgusting stench hit their noses, making them gasp in shock before they started trying to cough up their lungs.
Gasping when assaulted by a horrible smell definitely wasn't a good idea.
When they managed to control their coughing and look up, they saw the troll, ten feet of disgusting, brainless troll, entering a doorway.
"We can lock it in." Harry said before Blaise shot that idea down.
"That's the girls bathroom, Granger's in there, besides, the troll would just bash it's way through the door, didn't you see it's club."
"Hell." Harry said as he sprinted down the corridor towards the room that now contained the troll, he vaguely recalled that this one bathroom was, for some reason, so well protected that it would take someone as powerful as Dumbledore to even damage that door.
Only the common rooms, the headmasters' office, the great hall and the main doors had that level of protection on them.
He only knew that because his mother had witnessed a duel between his father and Snape in this corridor, during which, a powerful reductor hex hit the door and barely even scorched it, even though that spell would have turned a normal door to dust, she was the only one to notice since everyone else was waiting for James to stop messing around and curse Snape properly.
Blaise didn't know about all that though that though.
As they reached the door, they heard a scream, then they barrelled through, smashing the door onto the wall as they burst in.
Looking round, they noticed that Granger was crouched at the back wall, a look of horror plastered on her face as she looked at the troll towering above her.
Harry quickly leapt into action, sending spell after spell at it.
"Stupefy, impedimentia, imobulus, potente imobulus, concussio, reducto." The stupefy just barely dazed it, the impediment and imobulus barely had any effect. The potente imobulus had a bit more of an effect, but barely noticeable, the concussion hex just made it angrier, while the reductor broke its left arm – causing the bone to fragment, tiny pieces of bone worked into the flesh and muscles causing unimaginable pain.
The troll raised its club in its right hand.
Once it was directly above it's head, Blaise cast a spell at it.
The troll let out a deafening roar as it swung its hand down…only to find that the club wasn't in it, looking up, all it saw was the club descending on to its skull, before everything went black.
Turning to Blaise, Harry said the one thing he was thinking. "Of all the spells to save our lives, I would have never thought it would be Wingardium Leviosa."
"The muggles got one thing right: often, the simplest solution is the best answer." She replied cheekily.
Harry just smiled at her before going over to Granger, seeing that she was nearly catatonic, he sat on his heels so that he was at her eye level, seeing that she still wasn't responding to his presence, he gently slapped her on the cheek. "Wake up Granger, the troll's out cold, it's safe to come out."
Before Hermione could recover, professors Snape, McGonagall and Quirrel came into the room.
(Insert scene from the books here; I haven't got the books with me, but it was going to be an almost carbon copy, just replacing Ron with Blaise)
Hermione was waiting for them outside. The three looked at each other for a moment, before they murmured thanks to each other, then they separated to find their housemates.
"Hermione?" Harry asked over his shoulder.
"Yes?"
"Can I speak to you in the library tomorrow lunch?"
"Umm, yeah, sure. Bye."