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I got a review asking some questions about some of the events that have occurred so far, and I just want to clear them up, so here goes. The reason that Harry didn't die when he was being hit by the troll, as this time Quirrell knew that it was Harry in the bathroom rather that when it was Hermione. So therefore he bewitched the club to be lighter so it would cause Harry significant harm, yet not kill him as Voldemort still wanted to do that himself. Yes, to begin with George is a pretty crappy soul mate, but there is a point to that. George is used to being completely carefree along with Fred and not really bothering about much else except pulling pranks. Therefore when he suddenly has a soul mate he doesn't want to notice all the bad things going on, as much as he likes Harry, he wants his life to be as it was before with Harry in it, so he ignores all the signs of Harry getting bullied, and he easily accepts the lies as he doesn't want to believe Harry is getting bullied, and by making Harry think he hadn't noticed it then he believed nothing would change. Do take into consideration that at this point in time George is only thirteen and his life is a bit out of whack because of the soul bond. IF YOU HAVE ANY MORE QUESTIONS, YOU CAN CONTACT ME AT: KateGredandForg on twitter. Or for email at either: gredandforgefan .uk or 14 .uk Thanks.
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Chapter Twelve Harrys Pov
I woke up in the morning and blinked. I was being cuddled by an awake George. I remembered laying at the side of his bed but when had I ended up in bed with him. Had someone picked me up and moved me? Why was he holding me didn't he hate me? He had been one of them to call me the seeker when I had first lost the points, so what had changed in the short time since last night. I was ready to be pushed out of bed and away from him, but I knew it would hurt when it happened anyway.
I hid my face from his view and tensed in his arms. I didn't want to feel the rejection when he pushed me out of bed. I didn't want to cry anymore. He however just hugged me closer and turned my face to his before he kissed my forehead. I was surprised. Why was he acting as if he didn't hate me? It was giving me mixed signals from how he had acted before. Before, I was sure he hated me, but at that moment I doubted it.
" Harry." He whispered.
I looked at him sadly. His eyes were begging for forgiveness. Why then though?
" I am so sorry Harry."
I just looked up at him. He had tears gathering in the corners of his eyes, and the forgiveness from before still shone in them as he gazed down at me with his cobalt blue orbs.
" I didn't mean to, I wasn't angry at you. Maybe slightly disappointed but not angry and I don't hate you."
Tears started dripping down my face. He hugged me closer to him as I cried in his shoulder. I had missed him dreadfully. I had been terrified he had hated me. I could tell he had started crying to, even though he cried silently. I could tell as I could feel his tears dripping into my hair and his body was convulsing with sobs. He rubbed soothing circles on my back as he cried, and eventually I stopped crying.
" Harry when you came in here last night was there something else the matter?"
" I kept seeing something whenever I closed my eyes."
" What was it?"
" When we were in the forest for detention I was by myself with Fang when we saw something drinking the unicorns blood and it terrified me that something would do that. Thats all."
He pressed a kiss to my forehead and I snuggled deeper in with him and he smiled running his fingers through my hair and I smiled. I had missed the familiar gesture when he hadn't spoken to me. I had missed him dreadfully. I was hoping that he might have just been angry with me at that point, rather than hating me, as even though I was unsure, I was fairly certain that the fates wouldn't want soul mates hating each other. It just seemed to against the normal idea.
Eventually Fred came over smirking. His eyes were quite wide, and I wondered whether he had eaten anything containing sugar at all, as he had a bound to his step.
" Ahh good you sorted it out."
I nodded as did George as he held my hand tightly.
" I have a question though." I said.
" Shoot." Fred said.
" How did I get in here with you anyway I fell asleep on the floor?"
" I saw you and woke George up and he picked you up and tucked you in with him." Fred said.
" Oh thanks." I whispered slightly embarrassed.
Fred just ruffled my hair then started jumping about. That made me almost sure he had consumed some sort of sugar.
" Come on and get dressed! I am starving I want something to eat."
" Alright then."
I went down to my dorm and got changed and met them in the common room and George grabbed my hand as he led us out of the room. We walked down to breakfast happily holding hands with Fred bounding along beside me. I was glad neither of them had asked why I had been out of bed in the first place as I couldn't lie to George. We sat down at the Gryffindor table and I ate a small bowl of cornflakes not feeling exactly hungry as I kept thinking about Voldemort drinking the blood of the poor unicorn. I knew from Firenze what the blood was used for. But I didn't like it, and I knew Voldemort would be the only desperate enough to do such a crime.
I spent the day pranking with Fred, George and Lee and it was fun. I had a feeling George knew there was something the matter with me, but he didn't push it and for that I was glad as we had all agreed to keep Lee, George and Fred out of the whole Philosophers Stone thing. We managed to prank Malfoy, Crabbe, Goyle, Ron, Percy, Seamus Finnigan and Dean Thomas. They weren't able to see what they looked life. For example Percy was purple and yellow striped but to himself in the mirror he looked normal and to the Professors aswell.
The next couple of weeks passed in a haze of revision. I had told Susan, Hannah and Justin about the Unicorn in the forest and the likelihood that Voldemort was behind it, even though Firenze had pretty much confirmed it. Susan looked like she wanted to be sick when she found out what the blood was used for and Hannah definitely looked a little green. I had revised with Justin, Hannah and Susan outside under a tree by the lake. We had bottles of pumpkin juice with us. I understood all of my lessons easily.
On Monday we had charms. The written exam was easy. I remembered everything and answered every question with ease. For the practical part all we had to do was make a pineapple tap dance across the desk and I did that too. Flitwick had smiled at me as I left. It made me wonder if all the tests would be that easy, but I didn't want to jinx it in case they weren't, so I spent Monday night revising as much as I could for transfiguration the next day.
On Tuesday it was transfiguation. I found the written task easy again as I had revised everything into sections in my mind and I had a very good memory, nearly photographic. The pratical was to turn a mouse into a snuffbox which I did easily. My snuffbox was bronze and had little runes into it. Professor McGonagall had beamed at me. I knew what the runes said as I had looked them up once. The snuff box's runes spelled out the word protection and the snuff box helped protect a house, and it was good as no one would ever expect a houses protection to be located in a snuff box, meaning they would have a hard time destroying the houses protection.
Wednesday I had potions. I got the pratical pretty easy. It was ironic that we had to remember how to make the forgetfullness potion as the fumes made it harded to concentrate and made you forget what ever you were doing in the first place. Thursday was history of magic. I found that pretty easy aswell. In the lessons I had taken to ignoring what Binns was saying and just reading out of Bathilda Bagshots book and I had learned everything easily. Friday we had astronomy. We had the morning to sleep in and we had the exam at night. We had to peer through the telescopes and label constellations on the map as well as planets and the moons such as Ganyemede.
Saturday and Sunday were days of revision again. We revised in our own common rooms as it was raining and everyone in the houses were pretty much revising and George, Lee and Fred had pulled me over to them to revise and they were pretty useful as they tested me on Herbology. Monday was the herbology exam. The practical took place in a spare classroom. It was easy. We had to label the names of some plants and then describe best ways to protect yourself from plants such as devils snare. The practical was easy aswell as we were all given a different plant to look after.
Tuesday was our last exam and that was easy. The practicle was only to cast the jelly legs charm on our partner and the written exam was answering questions on the jelly legs curse and curses like that. By Wednesday the exams were over for us and everyone was pleased. I partnered with Lee to test him on his stuff for his exams as third years took two or three extra exams than us. He passed me his book and I tested him while learning new things myself. Fred tested George and vice versa.
By Friday we all had finished our exams including OWL and NEWT students. Most people spent the day in the grounds. We all got our results back on our tests. I was very please with mine They had started doing it exactly as OWL and NEWT students would get their results however we got ours now instead of in the holidays. They had changed it only recently to be like that so it would be easier for the Muggle Borns and the Muggle raised to understand it when it came to OWL's and NEWT's.
Harry James Potter first year Gryffindor house has achieved:
Defense Against the Dark Arts: O+
Herbology: O
Transfiguaration: O+
Charms: O+
History of Magic: O
Astronomy: O
Potions: E
I was pleased with them. I had beaten Hermione who was meant to have been top in the year group. However she had beaten my score in Potions as she had gotten an outstanding. I had shown my results to George who had kissed my head happily. I found it hard to believe I had achieved such great scores. The answers and the spells had come naturally to me.
That Friday night I had gone to sleep in Georges arms after having a nightmare about the stone and Voldemort. I was worried as I remembered Hagrid saying about him getting drunk and telling the hooded stranger about how to get past Fluffy. I knew it had to be Snape so when Dumbledore wasn't around he would go after it. If Snape was working for Voldemort and Voldemort had feared Dumbledore then Snape must aswell. So as long as Dumbledore was in the school we were safe.
I was sat in the end of transfiguration when it happened. I was looking forward to the holidays which were starting in a weeks time and I would be spending it with the Weasleys and George had said he was going to introduce me to summer stuff and teach me how to swim.
" Mr Potter Professor Dumbledore wants to see you." Professor McGonagall said.
" Right now?"
" Yes."
" But what about the lesson?"
" You have had the exams so you should be fine and ask one of your friends to catch you up and its nearly the end of the lesson anyway so you should be fine."
" Yes ma'am."
I packed up my bag and asked Justin to tell me if we got any homework then left. I walked down the corridors and didn't bump into anyone. I was glad I didn't bump into Peeves as I got on quite well with Peeves, and we were bound to get into a conversation, and I didn't want Dumbledore to have to wait for me. When I got to the gryffin door it just let me go straight up.
" Hello Professor Dumbledore."
" Ah good morning Harry I have some bad news."
" Oh."
" I'm afraid for your families safety you have to return to the Dursleys for a week at the begining of summer." He told me.
My mind went blank. Go to the Dursleys. I couldn't go back there. What about the soul bond thing where after spending too much time away from each other that we will cry or end up passing out or something. Dumbledore however seemed to read my mind. Surely it wasn't legal to send someone back to an abusive household, however I knew I couldn't question Dumbledore's decisions. He was Dumbledore and he knew best, that was how it worked.
" Mr George and probably Fred Weasley will come and visit you everyday."
" Yes sir."
" The twins will have to come and see you. You will leave the house everyday of that week and meet them at the park not far from Mrs Figgs house."
" Yes sir."
" Good good."
I nodded.
" Good right its nearly lunch so I would recommed you head down there."
" Yes sir."
" Thanks Harry."
I just nodded my head before leaving. I didn't go to the great hall for lunch instead I went up to the dorms and closed the curtains around my bed and just sat thinking. It wasn't until four o'clock that evening that in sunk in and I began to cry. I wasn't ready to go back to the Dursleys. I would have found it easier if someone had told me earlier on in the year, as that way, I would have been able to build up my courage and readiness to go back there. I was also worried about the stone I could feel it in my bones that something was about to happen, and I just needed to know what.
Georges Pov
I went down to lunch and Harry wasn't anywhere to be found but Hannah told us that he had gone to see Professor Dumbledore. So I sat back down with Lee and Fred and ate lunch and then continued to go back to classes. Dumbledore would make sure Harry ate, I trusted him too as he had been worried about Harry when he had first arrived at Hogwarts. He would make sure he ate.
However at tea at half past five Harry still hadn't been seen and according to Susan he hadn't turned up at any of his afternoon lessons. However I was about have to go looking for him when Dean Thomas came over in a hurry. He looked sort of frantic, and I had no idea what a first year had to say to me, unless it was about Harry, so instead of tuning out I listened.
" Fred or George whoever you are Harrys crying in the dorms."
" Thanks Dean." I said running off.
I told the fat lady the password and ran up the stairs to the dorms. I flung open the door to see Neville was sat on one of his beds reading a Herbology book and from Harrys bed I could hear crying. I opened the curtains and slipped onto the bed and pulled him into my arms as he sobbed on my shoulder. I just ran one of my hands down his back letting the other drop my bag to the floor.
" Whats up Ry?"
He continued to cry even when I started running my fingers through his hair softly with the hand that was at that point free of the bag. He leant into my touch but didn't stop crying so I just rocked him humming a weird sisters song into his ear he finally stopped crying I just continued to rock him in my lap.
" Whats up Harry?"
" Professor Dumbledore says I have to go back to the Dursleys." He whispered.
I froze. He was sending Harry back to the Dursleys! To somewhere where Harry was sure to get hurt. Why would he do that? It wasn't legal.
" What for how long?"
" A week."
" What about the soul bond and me I won't be able to stand not seeing you."
" He said that I will have to leave the house once a day to come and see you."
" What do you mean?"
" He said you'll have to come down to where the Dursleys live and I will meet you somewhere."
I just gripped him tighter and refused to let go not that he told me to or anything. I didn't want him to go back to the Dursleys where he would get hurt. We stayed there for the night just curled up in each others arms. I was worried for him like I was after he went into the forest, but I had to be strong for him. We both fell asleep there. Fully clothed and with our shoes on. I didn't care however as long as I had Harry with me. I didn't know how I was going to manage only seeing him for a few hours each day. It was going to be torture. I had only a few weeks until summer and then he would have to stay there again.