Harry Potter and the Dark Lord
Chapter 4: The Realization
Summary: Set in Harry's sixth year. He encounters far more than he ever could have expected, but he does not have to go through it alone. An old friend returns to help him. Harry's defeat of Voldemort rests on him getting The Scepter of Light and Dark, something that would allow Voldemort to destroy the world if he can get the whole thing. Voldemort's powers are getting stronger and Harry has more than one encounter with him.
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Accio Severus: No, Harry is not paralyzed. He has to stay in bed so his bones mend. By my estimation, he's been knocked out for a couple of weeks, because it cuts down on the time that i have to have Harry confined to bed, which is kinda boring. Harry is lonely, even with his friends around, he feels separate from them. That's what leads to............oops, better not give anything else away! Read on find that out!
This Chapter: Harry realizes something.
Now.........on with the story!
Harry had an odd feeling in his stomach. After a minute, he realized his stomach was growling. He thought he would Summon the tray, then decided against it.
Therefore, he pointed his wand at the tray, and with a swish and a flick, said, "Wingardium Leviosa."
The tray floated over to his bed, guided by his wand. He lowered the tray to his bed and began to eat. He had hardly finished when Ron and Hermione burst in.
"We've just heard that you have to stay." said Ron.
"It's awful" said Hermione.
"Look, there's no point trying to cheer me up. Besides, what's the point? I'd be in the hospital wing the whole time. I wouldn't even be able to hang out with you guys." said Harry.
"All right then," said Ron.
"There's a week left till we go back to Hogwarts. We'll just make this week as fun as possible."
Harry nodded. There was no way he was going to have fun in this bed. He was just going to have to go along with what they had planned. They did have a lot planned.
Harry played Wizard Chess with Ron, while Hermione watched. They also played Exploding Snap and built houses out of the cards. Their days of games were punctuated by visits from Sirius and other Order members.
Although Harry had thought he wouldn't have fun, he seemed to forget what had happened to him while playing games with Ron and Hermione. The days seemed to fly by, and before he knew it, it was the day before Ron and Hermione were to leave for Hogwarts. They wouldn't be spending the day with him, they would be going to Diagon Alley to get their school stuff. That morning, Ron and Hermione burst in excitedly.
"Our Hogwarts letters have arrived!" said Hermione.
"Here's yours mate." said Ron. His looked considerably thicker than Ron and Hermione's letters. He opened his letter. It was filled with sheets of parchment. The first sheet was a letter from McGonagall:
Dear Mr. Potter,
Due to recent circumstances, Professor Dumbledore has arranged for private tutoring for you until you can come to Hogwarts. You will receive all of your usual lessons, except Care of Magical Creatures, Divination, and Potions. Congratulations on being named Captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team. Your tutoring schedule is enclosed, as well as a list of the things you will need this year.
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress
He pulled out the other sheets out of the envelope. He glanced at the schedule, then picked up his supplies list. Wow, he thought to himself, they certainly needed a lot of things this year.
He handed his supply list to Hermione, then said, "My money bag is somewhere in my trunk."
"Okay" said Ron.
"We'll make sure and get everything you need." said Hermione.
"Bye Harry, we'll see you later." said Hermione as they left. Harry had never felt so alone. His two best friends were going to Hogwarts without him and he had no idea of when he would be joining them. As he stared at his letter from Howarts, he felt tears pour down his face.
He cried, "Damn them!" He did not deserve what Malfoy had done to him. He would have his revenge. Malfoy, the Death Eaters, Voldemort, they were all going to pay.
They would be sorry for everything they had ever done to him, his family, and his friends.
Next Chapter: Walking and a Warning
