A/N: Thanks for the reviews! I hope you all liked my last chapter. Yeah, my mom's all right now, I think. She's still in a little pain, but that's to be expected. Sorry it took so long for this chapter. Well, on with the story!!!
Chapter 9: Going Back
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Harry woke up with a short, audible yell. He had, yet again, had one of his many night terrors. In this one, people were laughing and telling him that he deserved to be beaten by his uncle for killing Cedric. Harry looked at his watch, and saw that it was only 5:00 AM. Harry was terribly tired, and he knew that if he didn't get at least /i sleep, then he would collapse. He suddenly had a thought.
Harry wasn't really sure he wanted to do it, but his feet had already taken him to the top of the stairs, and he was walking down. Harry could barely see where he was going, but his feet seemed to guide him. Harry finally found the room that he was looking for. He opened the door, and looked around. When he saw someone sitting at a table, he gasped loudly.
"P-Professor?" Harry asked, slowly backing away from the door. When Harry didn't get an answer, he looked closer at Snape, and saw that his head was down on the table, and his eyes were closed. Harry decided that he should probably wake up his professor. He didn't look to comfortable at the table. Harry crept, cautiously, a little closer to Snape. When he was about a foot away, he gently shook his professor. Snape shot up like he had been electrocuted.
Harry jumped back as he saw the annoyance in Snapes eyes. "I-I'm sorry, Professor, but y-you didn't look comfortable at the table." Harry said quickly. "What time is it, Potter?" Snape asked, sounding very tired. Harry looked down at the floor. "Five." Harry mumbled. Snape just nodded, before heading out of the room, and up the stairs. Harry followed. He'd rather have nightmares than get Snape any more aggravated. Harry saw Snape enter his room, before he entered i/ room.
Harry sat at the edge of his bed, and just stared around the room. He really didn't want to go back to sleep, but he was so tired. Harry decided to just go to sleep, even though he knew he would regret it. iHarry looked around, and gasped. He was in a graveyard. He hated going to graveyards. Especially at night. No one was there, so he was even more scared. Harry looked at the ground, and saw that he was standing on a grave. He was about to step off, when a hand suddenly popped out of the ground, and grabbed Harry's leg. The hand was rotten and bony. It had long claws on it, which were cutting into Harry's leg. Harry tried to get free of the hands grasp, but the more he pulled and tugged at his leg, the more the claws sank into his leg. Harry tried calling for help, but he found that he couldn't speak. In fact, he couldn't breath. He gasped for air, but nothing came in. He was suffocating.i/
When he felt that he was about to pass out, he woke up in his bad, his head pushed in the pillow so he couldn't breath. Harry pushed up with his arms, and gulped in air greedily. Harry began to cough loudly. When he was done coughing, he looked at his watch. It was 7:30 AM. Harry began to get out of bed, but tripped. He was completely tangled in the blankets. He was undoing his leg rather roughly, when pain shot through it. He hissed in pain as he let go of his leg. He looked at it, and saw some rather deep looking cuts, and purple bruises. This brought him back to his nightmare. This was the same leg that the hand was grabbing in his nightmare at the graveyard. Harry shook off that thought, and then gently got to his feet. He couldn't help but limp a little. He quickly got dressed, and went downstairs.
It as already 8 o'clock when he got downstairs. Snape was sitting at the table, reading the iDaily Propheti/ Harry sat down at the other end of the table, and stared at the table. "You're finally up, Potter. What would you like for breakfast?" Snape asked, still staring at the iDaily Propheti/. "Er, just cereal, I guess." Harry said. Snape conjured a bowl of cereal, and a glass of milk for Harry to drink. Snape conjured himself up two pieces of toast, and orange juice.
Harry began eating silently, hoping that Snape wouldn't ask why he was in his storeroom at 5 in the morning. Snape already saw one nightmare, and Harry didn't want Snape to know that he had more of them. Harry began thinking of his nightmare that he had last night, but Snape brought him out of his thoughts when he spoke. "We're going somewhere today, Potter. I suggest you get ready." Harry was about to ask him something, when Snape answered. "I'll tell you after you get ready." Snape said. Harry was beginning to get suspicious that Snape i/ read minds. "All I have to do is get my shoes on, sir." Harry said. "Well go get them on, then! I'm not going to be waiting all day for you." Snape snapped. Harry quickly jumped up from his chair, forgetting about his leg. He almost fell over again, but quickly regained his composure. He made sure that Snape didn't see, and then walked off to get his shoes.
When Harry was ready to leave, he walked back into the dining room, and found Snape still sitting there. "We're going to get your wand from the Dursley residence. It i/ there, isn't it?" Snape asked. Harry nodded weakly. He didn't fancy a trip back to the Dursleys. "We're going there by car, this time." Snape said. " 'Kay" Harry said in a shaky voice.
Harry got into a black car(he didn't know what type of car it was) that he didn't even know was there. It looked just like a regular muggle car. It even had a CD player in it. Harry buckled up, and Snape started the car. Harry didn't think that this one would fly, so he prepared himself for an even longer trip. "Er, do you mind if I, er, turn on the radio?" Harry asked. "Whatever." Snape mumbled. Harry leaned over, and turned on the radio. He turned it to a station just as one if his favorite songs were about to come on. i"Here is 'Not Enough' By 3 Doors Down":
"Seven days underpaid gotta give it up. Got no time for this life that I'm livin' up. Shackled down, kicked around, now, slave to the grind, need some time for myself. I'll give you anything, that you want me to, but I don't have the time, so I'll get up with you. If you don't understand, man you've got to believe. There's too much of you, but there's not enough of me. There's not enough of me. Same old song, world moves on, while I'm still in bed. Meet tomorrow today just to get ahead. Jump the gun on the run, I'm the only one who thinks that I'm fallin' behind? I'll give you anything that you want me to, but I don't have the time, so I'll get up with you. If you don't understand, man you've got to believe, there's too much of you, but there's not enough of me. There's not enough of me. I'll give you anything, that you want me to, but I don't have the time, so I'll get up with you, If you don't understand, man you've got to believe, there's too much of you, there's too much of me. I'll give you anything, that you want me to, but I don't have the time, so I'll get up with you, If you don't understand, man you've got to believe, There's too much of you, but there's not enough of me. There's not enough of me."i/
Harry turned off the radio, deciding that he was too tired to listen to music. Harry just settled for looking out of his window at the passing scenery. For some reason, he always liked looking out windows. Harry began to drift to sleep as the scenery zoomed passed his face. Harry was asleep when Snape hit a bump, making Harry's head land on Snapes shoulder.
Snape slightly jumped when he felt something against his shoulder. He looked, and saw Harry's head there, asleep. Snape was so caught up in thought that he hadn't been concentrating on anything but the road. He had been thinking about his dream, or nightmare, rather, he had had last night. iHe was standing in a graveyard at night. He was just looking around, when he saw Potter standing on a grave. Something popped out of the ground, and grabbed Potter's foot. Potter was trying to scream, but he couldn't. Potter was about to faint, when Snape woke up.i/
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A/N: Well, didja like it? I hope so. Next chapter might not be up for a while. Hey, what's with the disclaimer thing? Do we HAVE to put it? If we do, then...oops. Lol. I think you'll all like my next chapter, but I may be wrong. Dumbledore may appear next chapter, also. You'll just have to wait and see how he reacts to the Dursleys. This is gonna be fun!!!
Chapter 9: Going Back
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Harry woke up with a short, audible yell. He had, yet again, had one of his many night terrors. In this one, people were laughing and telling him that he deserved to be beaten by his uncle for killing Cedric. Harry looked at his watch, and saw that it was only 5:00 AM. Harry was terribly tired, and he knew that if he didn't get at least /i sleep, then he would collapse. He suddenly had a thought.
Harry wasn't really sure he wanted to do it, but his feet had already taken him to the top of the stairs, and he was walking down. Harry could barely see where he was going, but his feet seemed to guide him. Harry finally found the room that he was looking for. He opened the door, and looked around. When he saw someone sitting at a table, he gasped loudly.
"P-Professor?" Harry asked, slowly backing away from the door. When Harry didn't get an answer, he looked closer at Snape, and saw that his head was down on the table, and his eyes were closed. Harry decided that he should probably wake up his professor. He didn't look to comfortable at the table. Harry crept, cautiously, a little closer to Snape. When he was about a foot away, he gently shook his professor. Snape shot up like he had been electrocuted.
Harry jumped back as he saw the annoyance in Snapes eyes. "I-I'm sorry, Professor, but y-you didn't look comfortable at the table." Harry said quickly. "What time is it, Potter?" Snape asked, sounding very tired. Harry looked down at the floor. "Five." Harry mumbled. Snape just nodded, before heading out of the room, and up the stairs. Harry followed. He'd rather have nightmares than get Snape any more aggravated. Harry saw Snape enter his room, before he entered i/ room.
Harry sat at the edge of his bed, and just stared around the room. He really didn't want to go back to sleep, but he was so tired. Harry decided to just go to sleep, even though he knew he would regret it. iHarry looked around, and gasped. He was in a graveyard. He hated going to graveyards. Especially at night. No one was there, so he was even more scared. Harry looked at the ground, and saw that he was standing on a grave. He was about to step off, when a hand suddenly popped out of the ground, and grabbed Harry's leg. The hand was rotten and bony. It had long claws on it, which were cutting into Harry's leg. Harry tried to get free of the hands grasp, but the more he pulled and tugged at his leg, the more the claws sank into his leg. Harry tried calling for help, but he found that he couldn't speak. In fact, he couldn't breath. He gasped for air, but nothing came in. He was suffocating.i/
When he felt that he was about to pass out, he woke up in his bad, his head pushed in the pillow so he couldn't breath. Harry pushed up with his arms, and gulped in air greedily. Harry began to cough loudly. When he was done coughing, he looked at his watch. It was 7:30 AM. Harry began to get out of bed, but tripped. He was completely tangled in the blankets. He was undoing his leg rather roughly, when pain shot through it. He hissed in pain as he let go of his leg. He looked at it, and saw some rather deep looking cuts, and purple bruises. This brought him back to his nightmare. This was the same leg that the hand was grabbing in his nightmare at the graveyard. Harry shook off that thought, and then gently got to his feet. He couldn't help but limp a little. He quickly got dressed, and went downstairs.
It as already 8 o'clock when he got downstairs. Snape was sitting at the table, reading the iDaily Propheti/ Harry sat down at the other end of the table, and stared at the table. "You're finally up, Potter. What would you like for breakfast?" Snape asked, still staring at the iDaily Propheti/. "Er, just cereal, I guess." Harry said. Snape conjured a bowl of cereal, and a glass of milk for Harry to drink. Snape conjured himself up two pieces of toast, and orange juice.
Harry began eating silently, hoping that Snape wouldn't ask why he was in his storeroom at 5 in the morning. Snape already saw one nightmare, and Harry didn't want Snape to know that he had more of them. Harry began thinking of his nightmare that he had last night, but Snape brought him out of his thoughts when he spoke. "We're going somewhere today, Potter. I suggest you get ready." Harry was about to ask him something, when Snape answered. "I'll tell you after you get ready." Snape said. Harry was beginning to get suspicious that Snape i/ read minds. "All I have to do is get my shoes on, sir." Harry said. "Well go get them on, then! I'm not going to be waiting all day for you." Snape snapped. Harry quickly jumped up from his chair, forgetting about his leg. He almost fell over again, but quickly regained his composure. He made sure that Snape didn't see, and then walked off to get his shoes.
When Harry was ready to leave, he walked back into the dining room, and found Snape still sitting there. "We're going to get your wand from the Dursley residence. It i/ there, isn't it?" Snape asked. Harry nodded weakly. He didn't fancy a trip back to the Dursleys. "We're going there by car, this time." Snape said. " 'Kay" Harry said in a shaky voice.
Harry got into a black car(he didn't know what type of car it was) that he didn't even know was there. It looked just like a regular muggle car. It even had a CD player in it. Harry buckled up, and Snape started the car. Harry didn't think that this one would fly, so he prepared himself for an even longer trip. "Er, do you mind if I, er, turn on the radio?" Harry asked. "Whatever." Snape mumbled. Harry leaned over, and turned on the radio. He turned it to a station just as one if his favorite songs were about to come on. i"Here is 'Not Enough' By 3 Doors Down":
"Seven days underpaid gotta give it up. Got no time for this life that I'm livin' up. Shackled down, kicked around, now, slave to the grind, need some time for myself. I'll give you anything, that you want me to, but I don't have the time, so I'll get up with you. If you don't understand, man you've got to believe. There's too much of you, but there's not enough of me. There's not enough of me. Same old song, world moves on, while I'm still in bed. Meet tomorrow today just to get ahead. Jump the gun on the run, I'm the only one who thinks that I'm fallin' behind? I'll give you anything that you want me to, but I don't have the time, so I'll get up with you. If you don't understand, man you've got to believe, there's too much of you, but there's not enough of me. There's not enough of me. I'll give you anything, that you want me to, but I don't have the time, so I'll get up with you, If you don't understand, man you've got to believe, there's too much of you, there's too much of me. I'll give you anything, that you want me to, but I don't have the time, so I'll get up with you, If you don't understand, man you've got to believe, There's too much of you, but there's not enough of me. There's not enough of me."i/
Harry turned off the radio, deciding that he was too tired to listen to music. Harry just settled for looking out of his window at the passing scenery. For some reason, he always liked looking out windows. Harry began to drift to sleep as the scenery zoomed passed his face. Harry was asleep when Snape hit a bump, making Harry's head land on Snapes shoulder.
Snape slightly jumped when he felt something against his shoulder. He looked, and saw Harry's head there, asleep. Snape was so caught up in thought that he hadn't been concentrating on anything but the road. He had been thinking about his dream, or nightmare, rather, he had had last night. iHe was standing in a graveyard at night. He was just looking around, when he saw Potter standing on a grave. Something popped out of the ground, and grabbed Potter's foot. Potter was trying to scream, but he couldn't. Potter was about to faint, when Snape woke up.i/
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A/N: Well, didja like it? I hope so. Next chapter might not be up for a while. Hey, what's with the disclaimer thing? Do we HAVE to put it? If we do, then...oops. Lol. I think you'll all like my next chapter, but I may be wrong. Dumbledore may appear next chapter, also. You'll just have to wait and see how he reacts to the Dursleys. This is gonna be fun!!!