Harry Potter and the Scars of Time
By: Krystal Lily Potter
Chapter Seventeen: Lions and Snakes
Rating: AA (which means, around here, 14 and up)
Couples: HP/HG, KB/RW/LL, NL/GW/DM, GW/DM/EM
Summary: Harry's last year at Hogwarts has finally come but that doesn't mean things will be any easier for him. After last year's horrifying events the school things that nothing worse could happen. They were all wrong. The prophecy resurfaces and is dangling in front of Harry, held up by the pain from the past, quite literally. As the world is slowly being morphed outside of the safety of Hogwarts the people inside it are finding out that they cannot hide for much longer and that time is as much their best friend now as it is their worst enemy. What is a person supposed to do when they know they have to face the most evil wizard in history and if they're killed then the rest of the world, magic and muggle is doomed?
Warning: More violence then last time. There are mentions of suicide, murder, rape, and sex (I don't go into details with that). There will also be fighting, cursing (and I don't mean spells) and gory stuff. For now the rating stays AA/PG-13 but later, towards the end, it might go up to R.
Heed this warning if you don't like death: there will be A LOT more deaths of characters you recognise from JKRs books and some original ones. If you thought I was cruel and brutal in the prequel to this then I don't know what you're going to think of me after reading this story.
Sequel to Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince
There's a tad bit more H/Hr in this chapter, I added it in there for Alianne, who requested more of it.
In death there are no accidents, no coincidences, no mishaps, and no escapes.
-Bludworth, Final Destination
Hermione got up one morning in a terrible mood. The ULD meeting wasn't much of a success and that morning she had potions nice and early! Needless to say she was having a 'wonderful' day.
'I'm so tired...' she thought while staring at herself in the mirror, 'and ugly too.'
'No you're not, you just need some caffeine,' her mind argued with her.
'I DO NOT JUST NEED SOME CAFFEINE!'
'Wow mood swings. Wonder where Harry is?'
"OK why am I talking to myself?" Hermione said out loud then muttered, "But my mind does have a point, where is Harry? He can usually sense my bad moods and shows up to see what's wrong."
She got out of her bed and started getting ready for the day, figuring that Harry had just slept in. Once she was ready to go she noticed that he still wasn't off. She could hear his alarm clock going off in his room but she couldn't hear any life in there.
A wave of panic overwhelmed her and she rushed into his room. He was lying on his bed breathing silently. What caught her eye was the book of language charms, the book on raw magic and his wand beside him.
"Oh Harry, you're so stupid at times," Hermione growled and walked over to him. She grabbed her wand and muttered, "Alawaka."
Alawaka was a very powerful awakening charm. It wasn't used most of the time because it could keep someone up for about two days straight but it was also helpful to counter spells that were supposed to keep you asleep for a day and over.
Harry jerked up and looked around with confusion His eyes landed on Hermione and he said, "Hey."
She brought up her hand and slapped him across the face roughly.
"What the hell?" he yelled.
"You used the language spell. I told you not to use it!" Hermione growled, "I TOLD YOU THAT YOU COULD DIE!"
"Well I'm not dead now AM I?" he yelled back, "and I thought I was supposed to stay unconscious for a day?"
"There are ways of countering it! I WAS GOING TO TEACH YOU BUT NOOO YOU COULDN'T WAIT!"
"WELL EXCUSE ME!" he yelled back. Suddenly the warning bell for first period rang and they gave each other a horrified look.
"Shit," Harry yelled and jumped up, running around putting on his clothes and shoving books in his bag. He ran his hand through his hair, not caring if it was messy and thanked god that he had taken a shower last night after the ULD meeting.
"Snape's going to kill us," Hermione said, "And we're the Headgirl and boy, we're not supposed to be late!"
"We have Snape first?" Harry questioned, his face going pale as snow. He stopped running down the halls and said, "Grab my hand; we're going to try a spell Tonks taught me this summer."
"What spell?" she asked.
"It'll speed us up for a minute but that should be good enough to get us to potions," he said. Pulling out his wand he muttered, "Supierio."
He grabbed Hermione's arm and she let out a little squeak as they rushed down the halls and to the dungeons.
Luckily for them they got to Potions class on time. They sat in their seats just as the bell went off and just as Snape stormed into the classroom. His black robes billowed behind him and Harry noticed that if you looked close enough you could see a stain of blood on it. The Potion's Master looked positively livid that day so Harry was glad that he wasn't late.
Once at the head of the classroom Snape faced them all and said, "Today we will be making one of the hardest potions you will ever have the liberty of make. It's more difficult to brew then Vitaserum, Polyjuice and even aging potion."
Hermione shifted in her seat eagerly and a look of hunger for knowledge appeared in her eyes. Harry chuckled under his breath at her.
"I suppose you dunderheads don't have a clue which potion I am speaking of though," Snape said with a challenging tone.
"Stopper of death like you said in first year?" Harry suggested. He hadn't said it loudly and hadn't intended on Snape hearing him but because of the quietness of the room his voice seemed to boom. He cursed himself silently, wishing he had a quieter voice.
If a person was based on how many death glares they received Harry was sure he would beat everyone else out. With Hermione, Kaylee, Snape and everyone else glaring at him lately he was surprised he was still alive!
"Five points from Gryffindor for speaking out of turn Potter," Snape snapped, his eyes looking darker then normal, "But yes, that is the potion we are creating."
Hermione threw a note at Ebony when Snape wasn't looking. She knew that he would ignore her but she also knew that he wouldn't dare ignore one of his needy Slytherins.
Ebony read the note and gave Hermione an odd look before nodding and saying, "Professor?"
Snape rounded around quickly, reading to growl at the person speaking, but when he saw it was a Slytherin he simply said, "Yes Ms. Moon?"
"What did you mean by creating the potion? Aren't we just brewing it?" Ebony asked. It was a good question; everyone had to agree on that.
"That is an excellent question. There is one, can anybody tell me what it is?" for once the cold man's attention turned directly to Harry.
Harry was confused for a minute until he heard Snape mutter in his head, "Don't be such a fool Potter, don't tell me you forgot first year already?"
That's when it clicked. A grin appeared on his face as he raised his hand.
"Potter?" Snape asked.
"The Elixer of Life, but that can only be produced with a Philosopher's Stone, can't it?" he questioned.
"Yes Potter, only the stone can do that and there is none left in the world since the last one was destroyed six years ago (his eyes flicked to Harry and Hermione). Unicorn blood may also be used to stop death but the person that drinks it will have a cursed life," Snape said, "But we need something to help the people in this war. Not something to make people immortal or bring them from the dead but something to keep them alive for maybe 12 hours so they can get medical help."
"So we're going to help you create this potion," Padma Patil stated.
"Five points from Ravenclaw," he growled at her, causing the pretty Indian girl to flush, "Yes you are. This is one project I am well aware of that I cannot do alone."
"He has plenty of time though," Ernie whispered, "He was caught as a spy for Dumbledore last summer."
Harry didn't look back at Ernie but he knew that it was his fault Snape got caught. It was one of the things he wish he hadn't had done but there was no way he could change time, at least not now since he had given his time turner back to Dumbledore.
Snape heard Ernie as well and Harry came to the conclusion that the man as super-human hearing.
"10 points from Hufflepuff," Snape yelled.
Hermione shrank back a little beside Harry and one thought went through his mind, "This is going to be along day."
The class went by smoothly enough, Snape asking them ideas from time to time but for the most part he was making them take notes and write their ideas down.
As the bell rang and they left Malfoy bumped into Harry before saying, "Pity you're not playing Quidditch anymore Potter, I'm used to beating you around but I guess Weasel will have to do for now."
"You never beat me Malfoy and you won't beat Gryffindor either," Harry said before taking Hermione's hand into his own and walking upstairs.
On Friday, the day before the first Quidditch match, emotions were running high. The players were all nervous as hell and the two houses playing that day, Gryffindor and Slytherin, were making their rivalry stronger.
It also happened that the Astronomy classroom had been wrecked earlier that day, meaning that the students in that class, which included Ron, had a free period. Dumbledore didn't like that idea though for some reason and told them to go to another class of their choosing. Ron had elected to go with Harry and Neville to Ancient Magical History. He was curious about that class and wanted to see what it was like for himself.
Professor Mathers didn't show up though. People were chatting away when there was a cough. Everyone turned and saw Professor Dumbledore standing in the doorway and in turn everyone went silent.
"Professor Mathers is feeling under the weather today so we have a substitute. Please give Professor Binns your undivided attention," Dumbledore said before turning around and walking out of the classroom. After he left Binns floated in.
Everyone groaned as he took Mathers lesson plan, read it over then grabbed a textbook and started droning on as if he owned the place.
The class reverted to the traditional History of Magic that Harry knew. Everyone sleeping or playing games on paper and so on.
One thing odd did happen though. As Harry and Neville played hangman on a piece of parchment Ron fell asleep beside them. Professor Binns actually looked up from the book and stopped speaking. His ghostly eyes narrowed and he yelled, "Mr. Wesley! What do you think you're doing sleeping in class?! You should be taking notes like Mr. Porter and Longtrousers!"
Harry and Neville looked at their game and it was at that moment both nearly burst out laughing but they held it in. Luckily by that time the bell rang only two minutes later. If it hadn't poor Neville and Harry would have suffocated from holding in their laughter.
The second they got out of the classroom both boys started laughing, not only at the fact that Binns had got all their names wrong (even Harry's!) it was the fact that, after all these years, he had YELLED at someone.
When they reached the Great hall for dinner Potter and Longbottom were in tears from laughter.
"What did you do now?" Hermione asked as Harry sat down next to her. Neville sat between him and Ginny and Ron sat across from them.
"He-he," Harry pointed at Ron but he couldn't get anything out before laughing again.
"People are staring," Hermione said, her cheeks turning a dark shade of red from embarrassment.
"Let them," he said between gulps of air. He leaned his face onto her arm and continued to laugh.
"What's going on?" Ginny asked Neville with wide eyes.
"Mathers wasn't there in class so Dumbledore brought in Binns. Of course Ron was just visiting out class but he didn't know that. Anyways we were dozing off, like we always do in Binns class but then he goes and YELLS at Ron for sleeping. It was classic!"
Ginny's face turned pink then she burst out laughing, along with Hermione.
"Fuck off," Ron growled at them all before shoving some food in his mouth. This only sent them all into another wave of laughter.
"Quidditch match tomorrow," Hermione said in a singsong voice that night, "Are we going to go?"
Harry blinked at her before saying, "I was planning on going but you can make your own choices on what to do. We don't have to be glued together 100 percent of the time, just 90 percent."
She grinned and said, "I wanted to spend the day with you tomorrow. Well we spend everyday together but I promise, tomorrow there's no homework, studying, reviewing, nothing."
"Promise?" he asked her as he sat down on the couch in their private common room. His book on raw magic lay in front of him on the coffee table. The language spell had worked to a point, he could read most of it but because Hermione had woke him up earlier then he should have the spell didn't work entirely. When he first realized this he had been angry but he realized later that her waking him up early was probably the best thing that way he wouldn't attract attention for not showing up in class.
"Yes I promise," she replied while rolling her eyes.
"Don't roll your eyes at me young lady," Harry said jokingly at her and yanked her down onto his lap.
She giggled and said cheekily, "I will if I want to, I'm the one that's got you wrapped around my pinkie."
"Of course you do," he replied sarcastically.
She stuck her tongue out at him and he said, "Don't stick that out unless you plan on using it."
Hermione burst out in laughter and said, "That is so something…a guy would say."
"Yeah last time I checked I was a guy," he said slowly, "Otherwise we'd be lesbians."
She laughed and said, "Maybe were just gay."
"Ohh no, you're a girl, I can tell by the way you do everything. Trust me; your mind doesn't work like mine does."
"How do you know that?"
"I read your mind."
"HARRY!" she smacked him roughly.
"I was joking! Calm yourself woman!" he said while throwing his arms into the air for emphasis.
She rolled her eyes and said, "You are such a child."
"What did I tell you about rolling your eyes at me?" he asked after a minute. The grin on his face just made her laugh again.
She gave him a kiss then said, "Can I stay with you in you're room tonight?"
"Sure," he replied while raising an eyebrow.
"SLEEPING!" she said while smacking him again, "Honestly I am glad I'm not a guy, I have the ability to think of things aside from sex."
"So do I," he snapped.
"Only in your dreams," she replied as she walked off into her room to get her pyjamas. She poked her head out of the room and said, "Oh wait, that's all you think about in your sleep too."
He threw a pillow at her and she ducked into her room in a fit of giggles. Walking into his room he muttered, "The things I put up with for that girl."
He stripped down to his boxers then jumped in his bed and pulled the covers up to his chin. A few minutes later the bathroom door opened and Hermione stormed in.
"Go brush your teeth," she snapped.
"Yes ma'am," he said right away at her demanding tone. He had to chuckle inwardly at the fact that you could tell she was the daughter of two dentists. Even after they died that mark was still stamped into her.
After brushing his teeth he walked back into his room and laid on his bed again. He wrapped an arm around Hermione who was facing the wall and muttered, "Night Mione." He kissed her cheek and fell asleep as she muttered, "Night Harry."
The next morning everyone got up and dressed for the night. Hermione had attempted to force Harry to wear his red and gold sweater Mrs. Weasley had knitted him to match hers but both had found out that they couldn't fit into them anymore.
"Muscles on me," he said cheekily, "And chest on you."
She had simply thrown his alarm clock at him.
Once they were dressed in traditional Gryffindor colours (all houses did that for their games) they walked down to the Great Hall and sat down at the tables. There was cheering from all the houses as the two teams entered the hall. The other schools looked curious because they wanted to see how good the Hogwarts students were.
"Ron, eat something," Seamus said ad he piled food onto his friend's plate.
"I can't, I'm too nervous," Ron said, looking fairly green.
Harry stared at his friend, remembering how he used to feel like that too. Actually he still did feel like that even though he wasn't playing.
"You'll do fine Ron," he said encouragingly. He could feel his heart sinking a little when he realized he wouldn't be playing.
"We're so screwed," he said suddenly, "Harry we could always depend on you catching the Snitch; you only lost it once but that wasn't legit because of the Dementors. No offence Gin but you're not quite the seeker Harry is, you're more chaser material."
"I know," she said nervously, "The first time I caught the snitch I threw it after catching it. It's in my blood to be a chaser not a seeker."
"Just do as best you can," Hermione said to her.
"Yeah, you're not going to do that bad," Neville said to her but a little sullenly. Harry made a mental note to ask him about that later.
"Alright, well I suppose I should follow Wood's lead and get down there early," Ron said, feeling even worse now, "God there's no one left on our team from the best team Hogwarts has seen since the time of James Potter! Well come on team!"
Ron led the way out of the hall, followed by Tessa, Halle, Bradley, Shayn, Scott and Ginny. The Gryffindors cheered as they left but Harry knew it wasn't the same as when he had marched out with Wood and all them before.
"How do you think they're going to do?" Hermione asked.
"To be honest…they're all to nervous meaning they won't concentrate right," he said.
"So in other words your team is screwed," Kaylee said as she walked over.
"Pretty much," he replied with a sigh.
Harry sat beside Hermione at the back of the stands. His eyes were looking at the Quidditch stadium with a mixed look of sadness and hunger. He missed chasing after the snitch and risking his life for the love of the game rather then the fate of the world.
"Budge up there," Hagrid's gruff voice said to them happily.
"Hi Hagrid," Hermione said with a smile, "How are Athena, Griffy and Roller doing?"
"Great," Hagrid said happily, "Six, fifth and fourth years love em!"
Harry chuckled lightly and said, "Cheering on Gryffindor?"
"Now ya know as a teacher I'm not supposeta…but ya."
The two laughed then turned their attention to the game.
"Welcome to the first Qudditch match of the season!" Dean Thomas's voice echoed around the stadium. After Lee Jordan left Dean followed in his footsteps, including his biased opinion about the Gryffindor team being the best, "This also happens to be a Gryffindor verses Slytherin match! Everyone knows how exciting those are! NOW LET'S GET THIS GAME GOING! Dumbledore wanted me to tell you all too that we took the liberty of actually naming our teams instead of just 'Gryffindor' or 'Slytherin'. So welcome to the first ever match of the Gryffindor Lions and the Slytherin Snakes! Original names aren't they?"
"Thomas!" McGonagall snapped.
"Sorry Professor forgot you came up with the names ("Yeah right," Harry muttered). Anyways everyone give a cheer for our teams! For the Snakes we have David Beaumont, Sterling Banks, Vincent Crabbe, Gregory Goyle, Theodore Nott, Tannor Thrace, and Draco Malfoy!" The Slytherins all cheered and the rest of the schools did as well, not aware of how against Slytherin the rest of Hogwarts was. "And here we have the Lions: Bradley Mason, Halle Morgan, Tessa Berry, Scott Levison, Shayn Norton, Ginny Weasley and Ron Weasley!" Dean spoke about Gryffindor with a much more enthusiastic voice and all the other houses at Hogwarts cheered very loud.
"Now you all know the rules but the new rules our dear Professor McGonagall here (she glared at him) gave me say that I have to explain them so here I go. The Chasers on each team have to work together to score goals into the golden hoops using a Quaffle, in turn the golden hoops are protected by the Keepers. The Beaters use their bats to keep the Bludgers away from them and their team mates and try to hit the others with them and finally the Seekers try to capture the Golden Snitch. Remember that when the Snitch is caught the game's over and its worth 150 points so for the most part the person who catches it wins! Now I'm sure since you're all bored of hearing me let's get to the game!" Everyone cheered!
"Captains," Madam Hooch said, "Shake hands."
Ron and Malfoy flew into the middle of the pitch and shook hands; both seemed to be attempting to cut the other's circulation off. "You're going down Weasel," Malfoy hissed.
"Don't count on it Ferret," Ron growled back then they flew to their separate positions.
"Now I want a nice clean game," Madam Hooch said as she threw up the Quaffle and blew on her whistle.
"And the game begins!" Dean yelled, "Right away Mason grabs the Quaffle and heads down the field! He throws it to Morgan, who throws it to Berry who…OUCH, gets walloped by a Bludger. Shayn, Scott, where were you there?"
The two boys both shrugged then Shayn slammed the Bludger that was heading in their direction back and knocking Crabbe off his broom.
"Goyle falls on his big—well Goyle falls (Dean was well aware of McGonagall getting ready to steal the magical microphone away from him). Anyways, the Snakes are in possession of the Quaffle. Banks throws it to Nott, who heads towards the Lions' net and…SAFE! It's a great save by Gryffindor Keeper Ron Weasley! Nice one bud! Berry has the Quaffle, holy cow that girl can fly! Look at her go! She zooms through all the Chasers, Bludgers and Beaters! As Muggle's would say she's on a breakaway! She's closing in on the goal, she shoots an SHE SCORES! 10-0 Lions!"
Hermione jumped up and let out a loud yell and beside her Harry too jumped up and clapped loudly.
Halle grabbed the Quaffle as it started to fall to the ground and swung around the goals, getting ready to fire again. She threw it and at the same time 'accidentally' kicked Banks in the face as he flew up underneath her.
Hooch blew her whistle angrily and Halle yelled, "I DIDN'T SEE HIM! HOW WHAT I SUPPOSED TO KNOW HE WAS THERE?!"
Hooch contemplated this before nodding to her and blew her whistle again, signifying the game to continue.
Up on the stands Kaylee suddenly appeared out of no where and stood beside Harry.
"Awesome game! I never knew Halle had it in her to kick the dude in the face," she said, then caught the confused look on Harry's face and added, "I met her and Tessa before. Tessa seems to be more loud and straightforward though."
"That she is," Harry agreed.
"Hey guys," Neville said as he and Luna walked over. He had a wide smile on his face and his cheeks looked red from yelling. Luna on the other hand was off in her own little world (which was surprising because usually when Kaylee was around she would simply glare at her) with a hat of a lion chewing on a snake.
Kaylee smiled in her direction and was glad she didn't claw into her today; she was in too good of a mood for that.
The match was getting brutal and bloody. Ron had let in only three goals so far, which was pretty good, but the Slytherins didn't like that so one Chaser smashed into Ron, causing them to both crash into one of the golden hoops then they scored three times in a row before Ron got up and beat the Quaffles away.
"YOU GOD DAMN CHEAT!" Harry yelled angrily.
"Down with the Snakes, down with the Snakes," people started cheering and Luna's hat gave a mighty roar.
"THE SEEKERS HAVE SEEN THE SNITCH!" Dean yelled suddenly. No one had really been paying attention to Malfoy or Ginny. Now though all eyes were on them as they zoomed side by side around the pitch.
"It's really close," Dean muttered, "super close. They're closing in and…Ginny Weasley gets knocked off course by a Bludger! Draco Malfoy catches the snitch. Oh no…"
The Slytherins started cheering, as well as people from the other schools but Gryffindor, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff didn't. They sat there in shocked silence waiting for the final result.
"And the winner is," Dean said then a huge smile grew on his face as he yelled, "DESPITE MALFOY CATCHING THE SNITCH GRYFFINDOR WINS 220 – 210!"
The cheering was deafening and Gryffindors were jumping excitedly.
The two teams landed on the ground and Malfoy spat angrily. He stood up straight and walked over to Ron before saying, "What did Potter do, pay Hooch not to give our team fouls?"
"What are you talking about you good for nothing?" Ron snapped back.
"I—" Draco started but then suddenly curses started flashing everywhere and he looked around in shock. The rest of the team, as well as many other Slytherins that came on the field randomly started cursing people.
"What the fuck?" Ron yelled, his eyes blazing angrily, "You son of a bitch! You were all planning this weren't you?"
"No and don't ever call my mother a bitch Weasley," he growled, "My mother has beauty, style and class unlike your whale of a mother."
Ron lunged forward and soon the two were in a fist fight.
While all this was happening Harry, Hermione, Neville, Luna, Kaylee, and many of the Professors, made their way on to the pitch.
"Freeze!" Harry yelled while pointing his wand and most people actually froze. This wasn't rare or uncommon, it was just a very powerful freezing spell that an English person made and (in all their creativeness) dubbed the incantation of the spell 'freeze'.
"You-you-you-you," Hermione wasn't able to get anything out. All four houses has started fighting somewhere along the lines before Harry froze them all, "150 points from every house and I'm serious!"
The people had shocked faces but they still couldn't move.
"Unfreeze," Dumbledore muttered and everyone stumbled forwards. Ron and Malfoy were both looking a bloody mess. "I am very disappointed in you all."
Suddenly there was a cracking sound in the distance. Everyone looked over that way and people screamed, ran, cursed and many other things as one of the smaller stands, with a fair about of people on it though, started crippling over. Its supports had been hit by a few too many curses apparently, and it was paying the price.
The whole thing crashed to the ground. Harry felt like he was in dream mode while watching it, he couldn't move, he couldn't think, all he saw was it going down in slow motion. A second before it hit the ground his sense came back to him and screams took over his ears as the stands slammed into the ground, killing most people that were on them.
The whole stadium stared in shock at what happened. Harry's eyes were wide and the only movement he made was to reach his arms out and catching Hermione as she fainted.
Author's Note
Well that was depressing…anyways I've got a couple notes for ya'll today!
You know I'm in a really good mood right now…and when I'm in good moods I feel generous and when I feel generous I give people hints to my fics. Now this isn't a major hint but it might help some people, I forgot about it until I read over that chapter again. In chapter twelve (Meet Professor Nickleson) I wrote a part in there that might have hinted to what she's up to or who she is.
Marie Nickleson narrowed her eyes before saying, "Clara Evelyn wasn't the nicest person around but you must admit, until the very end when she got too stress by Voldemort's orders she was a decent teacher."
Harry narrowed his eyes right back at her and said, "How do you know that?"
Haha good luck trying to figure out what I was getting to there! I bet that's going to make me seem more evil then nice, won't it?
Actually, I know it might not be much help but oh well, in chapter 12 there are A LOT of hints referring to her, you've just got to read between the lines to realize it.
I know a lot of you probably didn't read my profile but if you need to contact me do so at . I check it once or twice a week but email there so I don't get all messed up ok?
Anyways onto reviewers! Thanks everyone!
OCDaboutHarry1234 – Thank you.
Goddess-Hope – I know it is. Harry might have messed up the spell but that's not one of the side effects.
UltimateHPFreak – Well, that was an interesting review, needless to say. So you think it's Evelyn? Now why would you think that? (grins)
SilverDagger – Don't feel down, a lot of people thought that. That was the purpose of this chapter!
Colorguardbaby23 – LOL I guess the little E-Nickleson thing did it eh? Remember what I said back in one of my author's notes, I DO lie. Not saying if I am now but you'll find out in the end.
Zircronium – Too late for that, you're already crazy. I know, I thought that was amusing too, that's why I wrote it.
PruePotter – LOL who says Nickleson's related to Harry? I only mentioned that they both have black hair and a lot of people have black hair. No I won't be picking up on PS AU.
Shawn Pickett – I can tell you there's more to Nickleson then beats the eye but I'm not saying how. That's an interesting thought for Umbridge, but I've already got my plans for her.
Idiot with reason – I wasn't laughing because you couldn't spell (I think). LOL Thank you (the thing about the name part and the boring part). The potion she's taking is a lime green one. LOL my memory can be so bad at times that if I wouldn't have wrote down all the chapters' outlines this story would have died by chapter five.
Alianne – haha the cake part, I loved writing that. No she's not some kind of magical being, she's a human but that was a good guess. She might have been in that alternate universe. Sure I can put more Harry/Hermione in.
CastusAlbusCor – Yes ancient Greek. I'm interested in all that stuff: Rome, Greece, Egypt…
Ryan – I agree, Nickleson doesn't seem right.
Beth5572 – Thank you.
Dreammaster9477 – I don't know why chapter six wouldn't work.
Prongs – Yes it was a Quidditch mate and Harry didn't play. That's an interesting thought. Killing people with his eyes and shooting lightning bolts out his ass…LMAO that's on Braveheart. Yes it will be something big.
Holimontski – LMAO! That's great. Lol all my dogs are female and if the word bitch means Umbridge…well I really feel sorry for them.
Carn – Good logic, if she hates Umbridge she can't really be that bad! LOL I'm not saying that's right but that doesn't mean it's wrong.
Maiden-of-hope – I understand, this week is my exams…oh lord I'm gonna fail one class, I know that. That's a more realistic idea then many other people had. You thought it was good?I didn't.
LauraDK – Those are good points about Nickleson but I can tell you she's not an old hag. Here's the thing with that spell, it's not Voldemort hitting him with it is it? So since Voldemort isn't casting the spell on Harry can he die?
Ally – LOL Nickleson's a mystery to all (except for me!)
Atrus Valentein – I am an evil little author aren't I? Now that is a good deduction but how do you know I didn't put that in there to mess you up? HA! You'll never figure it out before the end!
Harry James Gryffindor Potter – No I still can't remember what I was going to write so I doubt I'll put it in another chapter but oh well!
QueenWeasel – Aww sorry for crushing your ideas. I wish I had a room like that too. Those are interesting and original ideas…I like them…
Jada1010 – LOL yes Ethan is in more chapters to come. Don't worry, Harry will not die, not yet at least. If I ever mention something that Harry does where he can die just remember the word 'prophecy'. That's my theory about how Harry survived all his falls in Quidditch (LOL)
Athena's snow wolf – Don't worry, no Hr/R, promise! I'm a strict H/Hr supporter!
Dimensional Analysis – Thank you
Sorry if I missed anyone!
Krystal Lily Potter