All Over Again
Chapter 5
DADA
Hello, Hello once again… I'm pretty pissed right now! Long story short, god I wish my life was less complicated. My mom's always on my back… my friends are such a handful, what can a girl do? I'm not going to lock myself up and live as an hermit, though that choice does seam very alluring at the present time… or maybe I could become a nun, but then I couldn't write Hp fics… lets forget all about this little chat shall we?
So results to the poll are these…
First place is … drum roll… later!
Now to the people that want it to be sooner I'm very sorry, it was very close, but democracy is democracy.
Anyway let's go on with the story…… oh I almost forgot… THANKS FOR THE REVIEWS! They're really the only things that bring joy to my life these days.
Last chapter;
"Harry please, no more questions. I can't answer them anymore."
"Alright." He said calmly. "But don't except me to stop here."
"Never thought any less." She said and walked out of the potion lab.
End of last chapter
This chapter;
Harry was walking solitarily in the great Hogwarts corridors. He had a nightmare again, but this time it wasn't about the last war, but about Quirell and Snape. They were going to team up and bring back lord Voldemort and this time Harry couldn't defeat him… no he shouldn't be thinking like that, the first chance he got he was going to kill Snape and Quirell and make them pay for ever joining the dark lord.
He had to be somewhere on the forth floor, heading back to the seventh, but he saw Mrs. Norris Filch's cat in the other end of the corridor. Her owner had to be somewhere near, but that didn't matter anyhow if Filch was near that wouldn't matter, he was only a caretaker… nothing more. If he did indeed report him to a teacher, he could always play the little boy card or just obliviate the squib. He kept walking as though there was no cat and no problem.
There was a problem though, he whole life was a problem… what was the consul, and Samantha who was she? She knew things. That was for sure.
"Hey! Harry!" He heard some someone behind him… speaking of the devil, Harry turned around to see Samantha walking very cheerfully towards him.
"What are you doing here?" He asked angrily, but very silently.
"No worries, Potter… you could always play the little boy card." She said to him very loudly walking at a steady pace. She pushed her black hair backwards and gave him an award winning smile. Her ocean blue eyes sparkled in the corridors darkness. "Are you thinking about Voldemort?"
"Always." He answered. "I always think about the war, and about the people I lost."
"Harry you can start all over, why don't you understand that… you can save them, Cedric, Sirius, Dumbledore, Remus, Tonks, Hermione, Ron, Mr. Weasley, Neville, Luna and Ginny, you can save them now, you know what's going to happen, use that to your advantage!"
"Then I might as well go and kill all of his followers right now!" Harry told her forcefully, she shook her head slowly and disappointingly. Harry let out a very long angry growl. "What now, I can't even have my own vendetta!"
"Harry to want vendetta is very normal, after what you lived, but you know you can't just barge in Quirell's room and kill him…"
"Why not?" Said Harry loudly, he also heard footsteps coming closer and closer and Mrs. Norris's meows were getting much louder and much more rapid.
"Harry I just can't say right now, just let it go at least until Halloween, it's not even three days from now." The steps grew even noisier and Harry turned for a brief minute to look, when he turned back around Samantha was gone.
He started walking, his arms crossed and his head hung low, the tapping of his shoes started irritating him and the beating of his heart pounded into his ear. He pasted a hand into his black hair and let out a frustrated groan. Why could he not live a normal life? And what did that Samantha want, was she a friend or a foe?
He only wished that his friends were older so he could tell them his dilemma, surly Hermione would understand and try her best to figure out what was happening thanks to hours of research in the school's library. Ron would analyze the situation and then just like he does in the many chess games he plays, annihilate each pawn one by one. He had missed them during the last months of the war, they had vanished no one knew where. At first they thought that, Ron and Hermione had run off to get married in secret, but everyone knew that Hermione had more sense then that.
The search-party had been looking in every corner of Europe, but the order of phoenix came to the conclusion that the Death Eater had taken them and by then they were probably dead or tortured to insanity just like the Longbottoms. That had been devastating blow when Harry had learned the news. The order was growing thinner and thinner and Voldemort's followers were getting stronger.
"What are you doing here boy?" Argus Filch asked gritting his teeth and rubbing his greasy hands.
Harry roller his eyes and let out a long breath. "I'm going to my common room sir."
"Don't get cheeky with me boy!" said the caretaker grabbing Harry by the collar.
Harry stared at him coldly with his piercing emerald green eyes, his glare could make the blood in your veins freeze and the hypocritical smile he wore was a hurtful stab in the stomach. Taking his free time, Harry took his wand inside his hands. "Let go of me." Said Harry very darkly. "Let go or it'll be the death of you."
"Are you threatening me?" Snorted Argus.
"Dam strait I am you dumb squib." Was the first thing that came to Harry's mind but he said this instead. "I'm sorry sir just- I'm very sorry sir."
"Ho-ho-ho on to McGonagall with you." Filch dragged Harry all the way to the deputy headmistress office by the collar, all of Harry's self-control went into not jinxing Filch or kicking him in the chins, well the both of them would have been excessively gratifying.
Filch knocked many times on the door, then there was a small gap and Professor McGonagall's head popped out. Her hair was messy and unruly, not into their usual perfect bun. Her face was sweaty and she had a brown colored bathrobe around her that she was wearing and keeping shut very tightly with one fits.
"What is it Argus, I'm busy." She said sharply.
"I caught Mr. Potter red handed, walking in the corridors after curfew and he even threatened me."
"Is that all?" She asked annoyed.
Filch waited for a brief moment, waiting for his congratulation and praises, but they never came. "I-well- This boy must be punished!"
McGonagall looked at Harry for a second then back to Filch. "Let him go, I'm busy."
"Let him go… Let him go! Just like that no punishment, no nothing, you're going soft on me McGonagall."
"Harry do you regret what you did?" She asked the boy. Harry nodded. "Then off you go… we're all aloud to bend the rules once in a while." The she closed the door… but Harry would have sworn he heard Dumbledore in there saying. "Hurry Minerva the bed won't stay warm forever."
Shaking his head Harry went back to his common room for a goodnight sleep. The next day was his first DADA class and he was going to need his calm and tranquility and morning comes too quickly.
"Wake up Harry!" Ron said shaking him. "Come on mate or we'll be late."
"wha- Ron?" Harry uttered rubbing his eyes.
"Cor' blimey Harry you sleep like a log!"
Harry took his glasses from the end table and put them on. Then quickly he put on his uniform and he brushed his teeth before heading downstairs for a quick breakfast accompanied of course by Ron.
He ate a bagel, with cheese and beacon in it. Ron had a more adequate breakfast, but the freckled boy never had time to finish. By the time they arrived to the class, Quirell had already started his lecture.
"Mr. P-P-Potter and M-Mr. Wea-sley why r-are you la-late?" He stuttered. To all he may have looked like a clumsy puss over, but Harry knew what his secret was and he could never forget the feeling of seeing Voldemort's head sticking out of someone else's. Harry was very careful to clear his mind and make sure Voldemort didn't know anything
"Sorry sir, I'll make sure to tell the little voice in my head not to forget." Harry chose his words very wisely. Quirell was now shaking like a leaf.
"Si-t next to Miss. Weasley and Miss. Samantha Granger."
Ron sat next to Ginny and Harry next to Samantha… Harry wanted too much to be sitting next to Ginny and just being able to talk to her, like they used to before… but being in the back of the class wasn't so bad. He could always just get up and kill Quirell. But the lecture went on and sometime the urge to get up and just jump on Quirell was overwhelming. He even did once got up but Samantha pushed him back down.
"Harry don't!" Samantha said urgently pushing him back into his chair.
"Why I could kill Quirell now and destroy Voldemort, for this year." He added very silently.
"You can't! Saving the philosophers stone is essential to the whole wizarding world."
"I'm sick of saving the wizarding world." He said coldly.
"Aren't all, but it's a thing we have to do… be smart, if you kill him now it only more harm then good, Voldemort will figure it out even more quickly." She told him above a whisper.
Then the class ended and they all went out, Ron and Hermione were bickering and Ginny came to talk to Harry.
"Hey Harry." She greeted him. "How are you?"
"Just peachy." He answered with a slight shrug. "What is it this time?" He added pointing Hermione and Ron.
"Well Hermione was helping me with a spell and Ron called her a know-it-all, then she said she's not a know it all, and then I said 'well Hermione you are kind-of-a-know-it-all' then Ron starts bragging that he was right… I bet they like each other."
Harry blinked having not grasped all of it. "Sorry?"
She shook her head. "It's silly… Come on next is transfiguration. I heard Professor McGonagall is quite pleased today… well that's what I heard the older students say as I past by."
Harry let out a small laugh understanding, but then his face became a mixture of strange faces, he jumped into the air over and over again, trying to get the image out of his head.
"EURK! EURK! EURK! EURK!" He repeated.
"Harry you've gone mad!" Ginny said looking at him her mouth wide and clearly not understanding.
Next Chapter;
"A Troll in the dungeon!" Quirell screamed running into the Great hall.
"Just my bloody luck." Said Harry as Quirell fainted. He turned to his friends. "Who wants to go troll hunting?"
"Sounds like fun!" Ginny said enthusiastically.
"Are you two mad! A troll?" Hermione scowled.
Gee I love this chapter… now onto the flamers as I said I would do something about them. I am going to show you guys some Flames and them laugh at how stupid they are… these are not flames from my stories but I will say the title, this weeks Story which I find so hilarious, cautions this story is not for the lighthearted and is in fact filled of very dirty Lemons. It goes by the name of In The Closet A GinnyFilch
First idiotic flame;
By; ?
Flame; WTF IS WRONG WITH U!11 ALL THE OTHER REVIEWS WERE RITE THIS STORY DOES WANNA MAKE U GAUGE UR EYES OUT! U SCREWED MY PERFECTLY NORMAL 23 YEAR OLD MIND UP! NOW ALL I CAN THINK ABOUT ARE LITTLE KIDS! AUURGGHH I'M A FREAKIN MICHEAL JACKSON!
Leovanna; Holly crap 23 and you obsess over a story, that's so funny, I'm fifteen and I laughed my head of when I read it… omg maybe that's why I'm not normal, give me a break there is in fact some thing called… not saying this is a ratted T fan fiction.
Second flame
By; Jade
Flame; ur an absolute idiot.
Leovanna; That's much coming from someone that can't even write you're.
Third Flame
By; thisstorysucks
Flame; I HATE YOU:( U RUINED HARRY POTTER FOR ME! I CAN NEVER READ ABOUT FILCH AGAIN WITH OUT THINKING OF THIS!
AUGH! I'M GONNA HAVE NIGHTMARES!
Leovanna; Cu's you actually read about Filch? (not insulting any of you Filch fans in question)
Forth Flame
By; MuLtInOvA
Flame; ew! I absolutely hated this story! It was just something about a pitiful, what the hell were you thinking! You must be sick to think of something as disgusting as this! ew! I say again, I am having nightmares! Bad mental image! This story must never be read! its not that its r rated and all, its the fact that he is an old ugly bastard and she is a sweet girl, maybe you should warn people that he will deceive her, its one thing for a Ginny filch (there in love with each other) but you should warn people that he will deceive her and literally "rape" her!
Leovanna; Welcome to the world of authors and their freaky imaginations, I'll be your hostess for the evening.
My last and by favourite Flame of the evening;
By; deffenderoftheinnocent
Flame; Well, well, well... I am truly shocked at this abominable creation of horror that is shocking my virgin mind. You may say all you like, and that it is "comedy" but it is a true violation of the innocence of young children like my darling niece
her eyes melted into piles of liquid good when she read this awful nasty tale
Leovanna; what was you're niece doing on a ratted R (M) Fanfiction anyway if she's so innocent? What are you doing reading it if you are such a clear and perfect virgin mind? Are you a nun or something?
Just so you guys know this author in question encouraged flames, but when I read them I just thought they were so stupid. Couldn't pass the chance to laugh at them could I.
So if you guys don't understand the concept, it's quite simple. I flame flames… no actually I find the most stupid of the bunch and then just laugh at them…
Anyway Ciao Ciao
Leovanna.
P.S; I feel much better now! Lol