Chapter 5

A/N: Hello to all my adoring fans... that is you, Eleanor! And Vicky... Anyway, this is kind of annoying having to write this for the second time, as the page expired on me! ARGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH! I did write a little thing with me and Harry but time is too short! Oh well, I'll write it anyway...

Prongsharry: May I proudly present...

Harry: NO! I REFUSE to be in this chapter!

Prongsharry: AND I was so rudely interrupted by you. Shut up Harry. Nothing bad has happened... YET!

Harry:PRECISELY! I hate this life! And no, I won't shut up, thank you, or I resign.

Prongsharry: Harry you are going to be in this chapter, whether you want to be or not. SO THERE! And you also can't get away from the fact that you literally can't resign from your life.

Harry: Well, seen as I'm the hero, may I proudly (COUGH COUGH) Present chapter 5!

Harry stepped out of the carriage with Dumbledore behind him. A large murmur arose from the crowd.

"It's Dumbledore!"

"It can't be, don't be stupid, I mean, he's erm, dead, non?"

"I told you all along he wasn't dead didn't I?"

"Er, no!"

"Whatever..."

Dumbledore proceeded to the gate and with the year seven pupils, went inside. Harry couldn't wait for the sorting, when all the year sevens were sorted into their houses.

-----Flashback------

Harry was waiting in the mass of year sevens, waiting to be sorted, when finally, his name was called.

"Harry Potter"

He had got up onto the stage, and hat the hat placed on his head. Not Slytherin, please not Slytherin.

"Hmm, a difficult one. Not Slytherin, huh? Well, if not Slytherin, better be Gryffindor!"

Harry had made his way into the seat next to his new friend, Ron.

-------Back to Normal--------

Ron slid into the seat next to Harry, dragging Hermione along.

"Harry," Hermione whispered, "I've got a letter from Dumbledore. It says: Give this to Harry. Kill two birds with one stone. Professor Dumbledore."

Harry frowned.

"Well, one thing I don't... HEY! Give me that, please Hermione, I just want to have a look at that."

Under the writing there was a note.

Tonight, Mr Potter, you will die.

Since when were you a Mr Potter, it was just in case anyone else read this.

Go to Dumbledore's, or Dead Dumbledore's office, and I will challenge you to a duel.

Goodbye, say goodbye to your friends, because tonight you will surely die.

Draco Malfoy

Oh yes, I am not dead, just my Aunt, Bellatrix Lestrange, who was killed by a stunner. The Dark Lord is notpleased with you Potter, killing his servant.

Harry dropped the letter into the fire, after the great feast, and made his way into his domitory. He sat down on the bed and sighed. It was going to be a long day. But first, he had to go and see Ginny. I've just come in here, what was I going to get? Oh, yes, Ginny's bithday present. Harry got her present off the top of his trunk, and went downstairs. Suddenly, Harry smiled. He had killed Bellatrix Lestrange, and then he stopped smiling. Draco was alive. How the hell he would get into Hogwarts, Harry didn't know, but, one thing was for sure, he couldn't. Not even the strongest of charm breakers could have gotten past the charms that all the Headteachers of Hogwarts had put on. And, Dumbledore would probably be in his office. Then Harry cracked it. Draco was not alive, in fact, Voldemort was going to take his place at the school, in Draco's body, not knowing that everyone knew about his death, what with Professor Snape having to kill Dumbledore for him. Harry punched the air with satisfaction, and went down to the common room.

"So," Hermione said, "you reckon Voldemort's going to try and get into Hogwarts, using Draco Malfoy's body, what, using a piece of his soul, or what?"

"Yeah." said Harry, quietly. Ginny put her head on his shoulder, and closed her eyes.

"I'm tired, and this is way too confusing for words. You're not gonna go, are you Harry?"

" No, silly, I just think I should send Dumbledore a quick letter..."

"And deliver it by?"

"Floo Powder. Dumbledore will be alerted, and then," Harry paused, and Hermione exciteldy finished,

"GET VOLDEMORT! YES!"

Ron looked like he'd just trodden on a wet fish.

"Don't say his name too loudly, couldn't you just say, you-know-who?" Ron had gone very pale.

"I'm sorry, Ron, and to everyone else who heard that who has some sort of against-ness to you-know-who's real name." Hermione announced to the rest of the dormitory, and to Ron.

Ron looked a lot happier. Suddenly, Ginny announced herself from the foot of the girls dormitory steps.

"Harry!" She exclaimed, running to him. "Where have you been? I haven't seen you for, perhaps, an hour! Well, three..." Her voice trailed off, and Harry found himself looking at her in a different light altogether. She had missed him. Harry presented her present.

"Oh! Harry, you shouldn't have!"

"Er, yes I should. Well, seen as you are my girlfriend, I should, so there!" Harry finished.

She eagerly began tearing off the wrapping paper, and her eyes sparkled as she saw what was underneath.

"Oh, Harry, how did you know I wanted a whole box of Chocolate Cauldrons."

"They're jinxed, so no-one but you can eat one."

"Oh, Harry!" She leant up to him and kissed him. Ron took this for a cue that it was ok to kiss Hermione, non-stop for 20 seconds. Harry and Ginny counted, and made sick faces at each other.

"Eeeough!" Ginny whispered.

"It is pretty bad, non?" Said Harry, laughing at his terrible french. Proffesor McGonagall walked into the room, through the portrait hole.

"Everyone will go to bed, except the Head Boy. Mr Potter, please follow me." She led Harry out of the door.

"We are going to Dumbledore's office. The headmaster would like to see you."

Harry stopped.

"No! We can't go! It's not Dumbledore, it's Voldemort, in the form of..." Harry stopped. Voldemort had been right under his nose all the time. It wasn't Dumbledore, it was Voldemort. Voldemort taking a quick sip of Polyjuice potion every now and then, when no-one was looking. Voldemort trying to worm his way round Harry, trying to capture every part ofg his daily routine, so he could capture him, and killhim, his friends, the rest of the school, like Ginny, Ron, Hermione...

"Carry on Mr Potter, we must go to my office." Harry looked at her closely. She looked suspiciously like Narcissa Malfoy. Harry pulled out his wand.

"Stupefy!" Harry cried, and she went reeling back onto the floor. He wondered how many times he would have to use that again. He dragged the limp body to the side of the corridor, and gasped in amazement as her form slowly changed to Narcissa Malfoy. Harry raced along the corridor, and to the portrait hole.

"Password?" Said the Fat Lady.

"Fiddlesticks." Said Harry, and she swung forward to reveal The Common Room, Ginny, Hermione and Ron all staring anxiously at him.

"Well?"

Harry sat down and told them the full story.