HPatTch11:

Chapter summary: Things are starting to twist and turn as the term slowly passes. and the true character is comming out. Voldermort is angry, Wormtail is pathetic, Harry can't let go, the transfers are causing mayhem, Lloyd is overprotective, and Leisha is not quite herself. and just when things can't get worse you start to ask... "where's Hermione and Ron?"...

A/N: I have decided that not much is known about Katie... and because everyone loves katie she'll be having a few um... interesting sub-plots of her own. Fun for Katie!


Night had fallen over the town of little Hangleton, and a thick fog had settled over the streets. The street lamps were dim and scarcely shone through the darkness. Everywhere along the roads and amongst the buildings shadows lurked. But if one was to look carefully at these shadows you would notice that they were not shadows at all.

Dementors had plagued the village of little Hangleton since their infamous escape from Ministry control. Now they fed off the Muggles that inhabited the village. No one was filled with happiness anymore. But most importantly, no one noticed that Tom Marvolo Riddle had returned to the house he once lived in.

It was here where Harry's dreams had taken him.

Harry stood in a room unknown to him. But the people inside the room he knew quite well. Two figures stood in the room. One was Bellatrix Lestrange, the woman that sent Sirius Black through the veil and to his death. Beside her was the short stumpy figure of Peter Pettigrew, otherwise known as Wormtail, who had not exactly been kind to Harry either. Wormtail held in his hands several stacks of parchment.

"He's going to kill us" Wormtail squeaked.

"Well if I went, we wouldn't have to tell him"

"You were in Azkaban Bellatrix"

"So!"

"Immature brat"

Bellatrix shot him a deadly glare, which made Wormtail shudder. Behind them stood two large heavy doors that they were both tentative about going near. They approached the door slowly and then Bellatrix rapt three times on the door. As if by itself the door opened.

The long dark serpent known as Nagini slithered out from the door. She encircled their feet and then re-entered the room.

"What now you two" the hissing voice of Voldermort rang throughout the room. They walked through the door.

"My lord" Wormtail started but already his voice was wavering, "well there's been…… well we've…."

Bellatrix couldn't take it anymore, she snatched the papers out of Wormtail's hands and handed them over to the dark lord. Curiously he flicked through them. Nagini slithered along her masters arm and peered at the papers.

"Why didn't we know this sooner?"

"Well….. Um…..you see….." Wormtail turned to Bellatrix for support but she just sat there.

"Enough of your blabbering Wormtail" Voldermort screamed furiously "Out! Out with you"

As if pulled by an invisible force, Wormtail was jerked back and out the large doors. There was then a loud slam as the doors closed and Bellatrix was left with her angry master.

The Dark Lord slumped down in his chair, obviously annoyed at Wormtail. Nagini slithered up to her master's ear and the two of them hissed softly to one another in paseltongue. Bellatrix stood nervously, waiting to hear something she could understand.

"Bellatrix" Voldermort's voice rang out, "talk to Wormtail. Tell him that I need a way to get into Hogwarts. And not just the grounds I want to be inside the castle"

"As you wish my lord" she turned on her heel and left.

"Masster," Nagini's voice hissed out loud, Harry felt the familiar sound of parseltongue and strained his ears to pay attention, "why did we not know? Why did we not sense it?"

"I don't know Nagini, she could be just ordinary or someone could be hiding her" Voldermort soothed as he thought over the possibilities. He seemed too pleased with something for Harry's liking.

"I do not want another around. Too much stress"

"Do not argue with me! You will do as I say. When she is here you must-"suddenly Voldermort stopped, his eyes scanned the room and fell on Harry. But Voldermort couldn't be actually staring at Harry, it was a dream after all.

"Good morning Mr Potter," he said to Harry's face with a nasty grin, "Having a good dream?"

A striking pain ran directly to Harry's scar. He felt as if he was trapped between his dream and the real world. He felt as if Voldermort was trapping him here.

"Harry?" a voice asked, with concern in their voice.

Bellatrix and Wormtail ran back into aid their Lord. Harry struggled to get away from this nightmare.

"Harry wake up!" Leisha screeched as loud as she could. Harry almost jumped out of his skin.

"What the…?"

"You were having a fit" she explained as she sat down beside him. Harry could tell that she was still concerned about him, either that or she thought that he belonged in a nut house.

"Are you ok?" Leisha asked as Harry sat up.

"Yeah" Harry said although he felt anything but ok.

"You're still shaking"

"Probably because you're sitting on my bed and I'm still in my nightclothes"

It took Leisha a minute to properly register what Harry was hinting at. She quickly jumped off the bed and stood rigidly at its side, while making sure that no one had seen them. She then turned back to Harry.

"Well I didn't come up here for you anyway" she said defensively. Leisha then walked over to a chest of drawers that stood next to one of the beds on the room. She opened the first draw but after seeing the contents she respectively closed it again. She then began to go through the next draw which was filled with socks.

"What are you doing?" Harry asked her. Leisha pulled out a odd matched pair, one green the other yellow but both had little kangaroos on the side and the slogan "OI, OI, OI" printed on them. She then sat down and started to slip them over the pair she already wore.

"It's cold. And I need a new pair of socks so I'm borrowing some from Rob" she then turned her attention back to Harry but found that he was still worrying over the scar on his head.

"Are you sure you don't want to tell someone Harry." Leisha voice took on a whole new level of concern, "It doesn't have to be me. I could get Ron or Hermione or someone else if you want."

"No it's fine" Harry said instinctively.'Where was Ron anyway?' he thought to himself.

"It's not good to keep things locked up you know" Leisha told him quietly.

"I'm sure I've been told at one point."

At this point Harry was about to get up but at the last moment his legs gave up on him and he was left to sit one the edge of his bed. With the pulsing pain still in his head, Harry ran a hand threw his hair, while the other traced the lighting shaped scar on his forehead.

"Here drink this, you'll feel better" Leisha said as she handed him a cup of chilled water. He muttered a thankyou before taking a sip, it what then he realised that the water was practically one degree away from becoming ice. If Harry didn't feel better he sure felt awake, not to mention that he now felt a brain freeze coming on.

"Yeah ice cold water tends to do that to you" Leisha said as she saw his face and sat down next to him. The two of them then sat in silence for what seemed like ages. Until Leisha got bored out of her brain. Harry noticed that she was slowly leaning backwards and then, as if she could no longer hold herself up, she flopped down in the bed. Her eyes then narrowed and she began to toss about.

"Has anyone told you that your bed is so uncomfortable? What do you keep in this thing?" after finding a comfortable spot she then turned back to Harry casually.

"Anyway, what were we talking about?"

Harry was about to remind Leisha that she was asking about his dream when he saw the small grin that she had.

"Nice try Leisha"

"I'm not trying anything"

Harry sighed and then looked back at Leisha. After several tense moments she split into a huge teeth-baring grin which Harry couldn't help but laugh at. After a while, Harry calmed down and turned to Leisha.

"Do you really what to know what the dream was about?" he asked her. Leisha quickly nodded her head and waited for Harry to start talking.

"Well basically the dream was about," Harry paused for a moment to think about which name he should use, "You-Know-Who." Leisha looked completely lost when he said this.

"He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named?" Harry tried but Leisha was still completely lost.

"Voldermort!" Harry finally blurted out. But still Leisha did not understand.

"You've never heard of Voldermort?" Harry asked shocked.

"Should I have?" Leisha asked confused

"He's only the worst dark lord currently residing in Britain"

"Oh you mean Voldermort. Yeah, never heard of him" she said frankly. Harry slapped his palm into the front of his head.

"Harry what you have to understand is that I'm from Australia. How the hell am I suppose to know any of that… It is a twenty four hour flight you know."

"Well you better get comfortable if you want to hear the story" Harry sighed.

"YAY"

If you have ever seen a cat climb into a new bed, and circle it a few times before curling up, that was exactly what Leisha was doing.

The two of them talked for what seemed like ages about practically Harry's whole life story. He had just reached the part about Sirius Black falling through the veil in the department of mysteries when Harry started choking up. Leisha patted him gently on the back in an attempt to comfort him.

"Well think of it this way Harry. There's always someone else that is suffering more than you. Like I though my life was screwed until I met you" Leisha said without think, she then winced as she realised what she had said. "That didn't help much, did it?"

"Not really" Harry said downheartedly.

Feeling bad Leisha pulled him into a huge hug which Harry was not expecting.

"What are you doing?" he finally asked her.

"Charlie once told me that giving hugs make everything better" she explained to him.

"I don't think it is working" Harry said as he didn't feel any better.

"Really? Maybe I'm not doing it right"

Leisha practically tackled Harry into a hug. Not being able to hold the both of them up, they fell back onto the bed. The two of them broke into a fit of giggles. Every moment where they seemed to calm down the giggles would continue.

"Leisha?" a new voice interrupted. Lloyd was standing in the door way with his jaw practically touching the floor. He stared blankly at Harry and Leisha as they were caught mid-hug.

"Morning Lloyd" Leisha said to break the silence.

"What the hell are you doing in Harry's bed?" he asked her bluntly.

"Talking you idiot"

"Yeah right" Lloyd said sceptically.

"Alright you caught us, we were really snogging each other's brains out." Leisha said to him as she attempted to hold a straight face as she stared back at Lloyd.

"Want to join in?" Harry asked randomly.

"You're nuts, you're both seriously nuts" Lloyd finally concluded. Leisha poked out her tongue at Lloyd and then turned to Harry.

"Well Harry, it's been fun. We simply must talk, I mean, make-out more often" Leisha said as she got off Harry's bed. Harry hid a laugh as she got up as well and started to get ready for the day.

Leisha was about to leave the room when Lloyd pulled her towards a corner where Harry hopefully couldn't hear them.

"Um, how are you anyway." He asked her in a concerned tone, "You've been avoiding me recently."

"Get over yourself Lloyd, you're not that special." Leisha adopted a defensive tone.

"If this is to do with your-"

"Can we talk about it later?" Leisha cut him off and looked to see where Harry was.

"Fine. But I want to talk about it."

Leisha turned to find that Harry started to get changed. She then quickly turned back the other way to find Lloyd looking at her quizzically.

"If you want to talk Lloyd, then you come and find me," feeling in a weird mood Leisha gave Lloyd a peck on the cheek before she left, "Bye Lloyd!"

"Wait! Leisha, you have classes!"

But Leisha had already started walking down the stairs and didn't turn back.

"So um, you and Leisha are very close." Someone said from behind Lloyd. He turned back to find Harry standing behind him. Lloyd pushed past him and began ti pack up his school stuff, he also brought an extra jumper for when he ran into Leisha again.

"No we are not secretly dating, have sexual relations, or possess any feelings that are not friendship" Lloyd said in the same bored tone that Leisha used when Harry asked her the same thing, Lloyd suddenly looked up from his bag with one eyebrow raised, "Why are you asking?"

"Just curious" Harry said off-handily.

"You're not interested in her or anything" Lloyd asked Harry slowly, as if he was worried about what Harry would answer.

Harry snorted, "Hell no, I think I value my life to even risk it"

"Yeah she would probably kill you" Lloyd thought fondly.

"But she hasn't hurt that other guy yet, what's his name?"

"Craig? Well he's just special. He's been annoying Leisha ever since the second grade. He sees this as just another way to get on her nerves" Lloyd said matter-of-factly. As he swung the bag into him back.

"And how do you know that?" Harry asked.

"He told me himself" Lloyd admitted

"WHAT THE BLAZES IS GOING ON IN HERE!" Harry and Lloyd heard Leisha's voice screech up the stairs. Both boys headed downstairs to find that the whole common room had been turned different shades of pink, ranging from pale pink all the way to marron, not even the students had managed to escape the explosion. Only Leisha was still in the normal colour scheme.

It was then that Jezebel Harker walked through the door. She took a moment to look around before she concluded, "It's pink. I like it". She then noticed that everyone was staring at her, this was the sort of thing that she would do.

"Hey don't look at me!" she said offended.

Leisha of course already knew who was to blame. She now stood, hands on hips and foot tapping, in front of Charlie, Alexia and Katie, who had tried to escape her wrath by hiding behind a now bright pink couches. They cautiously looked up at her. Charlie had even put on her innocent smile in hope of not getting yelled at.

"Um, just testing an experiment" Alexia said warily.

"Just clean it up before McGonagall comes" Leisha said, she was still very pissed off after her chat with Lloyd.

"But Leisha it's pretty!" Charlie whined,

"Really not in the mood Charlie" Leisha said as she said as she pushed past Hermione and Ron who had just entered the common room.

Robert watched his sister leave when he noticed the green and gold knee high socks that she wore.

"Hey are those my socks?"

"I'll get you a new pair later." Lloyd informed Rob before running, after Leisha.

When it came to athletic ability, Lloyd was the better one, but only just. If it came to what Leisha and Lloyd called 'evasive manoeuvres' Leisha would win without question. So although Lloyd would catch up to her when he could see her, as soon as Leisha rounded a corner she was lost.

Leisha had currently camouflaged herself beneath a staircase and could hear Lloyd running somewhere. She covered her mouth to stop herself from laughing out loud when she heard Deception, her small little black kitten pur nearby. She quickly picked her up and hushed the kitten. 'If he finds us there will be no more cat toys for you for a week' Leisha told Deception through thought, even though the cat would never be able to here it.

Lloyd stooped and turned back. Slowly he approached the staircase and examined the stairs carefully. Then, after making sure no one was around, he began to move the suites of armour so he could see behind them.

He had almost given up when he heard Deception's call again. This time he sprung around and captured the kitten from underneath the staircase. But to his dismay there was no Leisha. Only the kitten and the note it had in its mouth.

Deception placed the note in Lloyd's hand and slowly plodded around the room. Lloyd, although confused, opened the note and read it.

You're not very good at this game are you Lloyd (-)

Lloyd scrunched up the note and stood back up. He was about to turn left when Deception hissed at him. Ignoring her he continued walking until he felt a sharp pain in his left foot. When he saw it was Deception, he cursed under his breath as he tried to kick her off.

"Well if you're so smart then you show me where she is" Lloyd said as he gently pushed the cat away.

With her nose up high, Deception led Lloyd towards the lake. Leisha was sitting on the edge where the water met the land. Happily, Deception ran up to her.

"Excellent work Deception. If you're good enough I'll let Alexia teach you some tricks." Leisha said comfortingly.

"Are you sure that's wise?"

"Hello again Lloyd, I won that one" she said when she looked up.

"Fine, fine, fine I'll get you next time"

"What does that make the score so far this year? One - nil?"

"Yeah, yeah it is only the start of the year and it just means that I'm destined to win the next one" Lloyd said as he sat down beside her. He pulled out of his bag the spare jumper that he had packed and handed it to her. Even though she declined it he still wrapped it around her shoulders. Leisha shot him a look of annoyance before she looked back across the lake and sighed.

"What was that sigh for?"

Leisha gave him a meaningful look "This is the closes thing to a beach that I could find"

"Oh it was one of those sighs" Lloyd remembered how Leisha would always escape to the beachside when she was deep in thought. And if she couldn't get to the beach because of the weather, she would simply turn on the screensaver on the computer. He placed a comforting arm around her shoulders.

"Don't Lloyd" she said with a harsh glare.

Quickly he removed the arm and the two of them were caught in an awkward silence. Leisha had her eyes fixed on the water and she was barely blinking, this was never a good sign. Finally Deception purred on Leisha lap which let out an opening for Leisha to start yelling

"I mean why do you even do that? Why do you cover for me during classes? Why are you always protecting me? Do you think that I'm weak, and can't take care of myself? Do you think that Rob isn't doing his job as an older brother so you have to step in?" Leisha paused for a moment, "why do you even put up with me?"

"Because we're friends, do I need another reason?" Leisha was not buying it. It was under her stare that Lloyd finally cracked.

"Ok, honestly," he paused for a moment before he spilled "Rob asked me too, he knows that you won't talk to him so he asked me to make sure that you were ok"

A stream of swear words left Leisha's mouth before she calmed down. "How much does he know?"

"Pretty much everything" Lloyd admitted

"WHAT?" Leisha suddenly started to get very cross with Lloyd and Rob. "If he tells mum, I'll kill him."

"Don't be like that" Lloyd soothed.

"Don't tell me what to do!" Leisha looked at him harshly to make him shut up.

"And you're asking me why I worry about you"

Leisha was breathing heavily to calm herself down. She also blocked Lloyd out of her vision. Lloyd hated it when she got like this, it was very boring.

"I'll make you a deal Lloyd." Leisha started "I'll stop "worrying" you. And then you can stop telling Rob that I'm not feeling to well, then he'll think that everything is ok, then you can stop watching over me"

"Not going to happen" he said simply.

"Ah" Leisha said all knowingly, "but if I'm not worrying you why should you worry?"

"Because I have to make sure that you don't pass out from overworking yourself or something. Do you really want to end up back in the hospital?"

Leisha shuddered, she absolutely hated hospitals.

"I thought so" Lloyd said proudly as he saw her reaction.

"Lloyd please-"

"NO, not unless you miraculously become better again, I will continue watching out for you" Lloyd said as he began to storm off.

"Lloyd Brian Zacharius Malfoy, you sit your big fat furry pink arse back down on the ground and listen to me or, so help me, I will make your life hell" knowing that Leisha had the full potential to 'make his life hell', Lloyd sat back down. "Lloyd you need to cut the loving, caring, sentimental, crap out right now! I hate it, you know I hate it"

"Oh come on Leisha you love sentimental stuff. You keep napkins of places that you've been to and refuse to throw them out"

"That's not sentimental, those are souvenirs. And anyway the point is that I want you to stop this protective streak, get over it, and leave me alone." Leisha then rethought over these words, "Well, maybe not alone but you get the idea."

Lloyd was still not completely convinced that it was a good idea. But Leisha was looking at him with a pouting lip and sweet-little-puppy-dog-eyes. Reluctantly, he gave in.

"… but if one thing goes wrong" he said for the twentieth time as the two of them were walking away from the lake back to the castle.

"I know, you'll be watching me like a hawk on its prey" she said with a sigh as she rolled her eyes


and that's it, hoped you liked it... sorry ifI sound a little flat... not feeling all to bright and jumpy at the moment... oh well i'll be happy by the time thatI repost a new chapter.