A/N: OK READERS LET ME JUST SAY A FEW THINGS. FOR STARTERS IM SORRY THAT IT TOOK LONGER THEN I'D HAVE WANTED IT TO BE TO PUT CHAP 3 ON HERE BUT SOMETIMES I FORGET BETAS HAVE LIVES TOO XD
GIVE THANKS TO THE TWO BETAS THAT TOOK THE TIME TO HELP OUT, SammyPotterhead and Shadow Silvertongue.
ON OTHER NEWS. IM CURRENTLY HELPING FAMILY MOVE, STRESSFUL LIKE NO OTHER! BUT ILL STAY DEVOTED AND TRY TO GET THE CHAPTERS OUT AT LEAST ONCE A WEEK THOUGH ID LIKE IT TO BE SOONER.
ANYTHING ELSE...HMMMMMMM...OH YEAH. IM SURE SOME OF YOU ARE AWARE THAT THE WRITING IS SOMETIMES DIFFERENT FROM THE OTHER CHAPTERS. WELL THAT IS BECAUSE ONE: I DONT HAVE MICROSOFT WORD, I HAVE WORDPAD. TWO: FANFICTION WANTS TO BE A PAIN WHEN I UPLOAD IT, I PERSONALLY HAVE TO COME IN AND EDIT IT SO I CAN OUTLINE STUFF. FRUSTRATING -_-
OK THAT SHOULD BE IT, READ.
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HOGWARTS MESS HALL, OCTOBER 30
Walking into the mess hall Harry had to take a second to recover from the view. To the right he saw his favourite Gryffindor's, Fred and George causing another riot of laughter, Alicia talking to Angelina and Katie about Quidditch, the Creevey brothers showing photos to each other, Seamus was yet again attempting to turn water into wine this time using Neville's goblet, something he should have given up on a long time ago or he'd end up bald sooner then he thinks, and Dean was chat with Ron. Harry paused before shaking his head, ignoring the question on how Ron had somehow managed to beat him down to the mess hall without seeing him pass in the hall he turned his attention towards the Hufflepuff table; Hannah, Susan, Justin, and Zacharias were hanging around Cedric laughing and smiling with no care in the world. Harry had to hold back a shout of joy at seeing the older boy as his death had never left him. Thinking of the Puffs he couldn't help but wonder how Tonks was however that was a concern for later.
The Ravenclaw's were enveloped in intellectual conversations with the French students though he could only make out three that he truly knew by name; Cho, as cute as ever, was talking with her friend, who he could only remember as the girl who ratted the DA out to Umbridge, next was Luna who sat alone at the very end of the table. The fact that he had never noticed this made his heart ache for the young misunderstood girl. All the way on the other side of the table was Su, and though he never had spoken to her during his school days she had saved his ass many times when he had hidden in China, the only reason he had been able to flee from China to America was because of her sacrifice too...
Last but not least on the far left was the Slytherin table where the Bulgarian students were eating silently, watching their surroundings with caution which made them resemble a pack of skittish dogs. As for the Slytherin students he couldn't help but notice the beauty known as the Ice Queen, Daphne Greengrass. If he hadn't been married to Ginny he probably would have ended up asking for her hand in marriage during the war, she had impressed him beyond belief with her intellect and creativity, something that he hadn't seen in many women except for Hermione and Fleur. It didn't hurt that her little sister, Astoria was as adorable as no other and made it her personal mission to make it known that she saw him as a brother-in-law, which he didnt mind at all.
Coming back to reality he realized that he didn't see the two people that he wanted to see the most, Draco and Hermione. He knew that Hermione would probably be in the library doing some work before class, but where would he find Draco?
"Hey, Potter! How long do you plan on blocking the doorway? Some of us would like to eat." Sometimes Harry's bad luck had its uses.
Turning around he saw Draco in all his arrogant glory and trademark snarl, behind him were the two gorillas Crabbe and Goyle. "Well? Are you going to move or are you too stupid now to understand me?" Harry just moved to the side letting them pass. Had it failed or was Draco keeping up appearances? 'Ugh, another thing to worry about.' he thought as he turned around and walked away, heading outside towards the lake. He needed to clear his head; it was too jumbled to figure anything out.
Making it to the edge of the lake he sat down and crosses his legs while gazing out at the water, taking a deep breath in through his nose then out through his mouth, in through his nose out through his mouth. Harry repeated this over and over all the while his body felt like it was gliding away. When the sensation stopped he blinked his eyes into focus and looked around.
MINDSCAPE, OCTOBER 30
The sky was black with stars that shone unnaturally bright allowing everything to be seen as though it was daylight. The ground was covered in grass with plants from every region scattered about. Looking into the distance mountains, taller than any known, could be seen; forests so thick they couldn't be seen through, bodies of water varying from as small as a pond to as big as oceans, and deserts which by sight shows the heat that it has, were visible. In the centre of all this was a small cottage with a chimney that had smoke rising from it.
Walking towards it Harry opened the wooden door and found nothing but a small table, a chair, and a cup of tea waiting for him. He sat down and took a sip while looking into the fire. It was nice to know his mindscape was undamaged, it took him years to make it and it would have been another hindrance to his plans if he had to take time to redo it. Occlumency had its advantages when learned successfully, though he knew why it was so hard to learn.
Occlumency strains the mind to its utmost limits and that's only the beginning; if attempted without caution one could start having lapses of memory loss or just lose all of your memories in general. You could even stay stuck in your mind 'til your physical body dies. Funny how this wasn't mentioned when he was told he had to learn it from Snape, but it all worked out in the end without too much damage, he hoped anyways.
Putting the cup of tea down, he looked to his right and there was a desk that was not there before. Walking up to the desk Harry took the paper that was laying atop of it looking at what was written on it.
What needs to be done!
1) Check to see if Draco has come back with you
2) Avoid being put into the Triwizard Tournament
3) Get the rat to get Sirius free
4) Befriend people from other houses
5) Look into what Dumbledore is playing at
6) Be aware of Death's deal
7) Make sure Hermione doesn't end up with Ron! Kill if necessary!
'Well the last one was a bit overdone', Harry mused as he thought about his jobs. The fifth one surprised him; it would seem his subconscious was more aware of something than he was. As for Death's deal, that won't have to be dealt with for at least two years but he'll have to remember it. No one backs out of a deal with Death and gets away with it. Putting the paper down he looked around once more till he closed his eyes and breathed in with his nose and out with his mouth, repeating it a few times before he felt the gliding sensation again.
HOGWARTS GREAT LAKE, OCTOBER 30
Stretching he heard is body crack from the stiffness that he now had. Looking up at the sky he estimated that he may have been out of it for about three hours, 'Damn'. The one thing Harry didn't like about delving into his mindscape is that time is never consistent; it might have been three hours now but he could be in there for the same amount of time and come back and it could have been a minute or a few days. Not wanting to grumble about the wasted time, he turned around to look at the school. He had a job to do and the first on his list would be to make sure he didn't end up a champion for Hogwarts.
"Harry! Harry!" the voice was a feminine one with a slight annoyance to it, one that could only come from Hermione. Coming out of the schools front door Hermione and Ron ran down to him in there winter cloaks. Hermione was holding onto another within her arms, looking worried and annoyed at the same time. Deciding not to make them run all way to him when he was planning on going back in anyways he started walking towards them, meeting them halfway.
"Why are you not wearing your winter cloak? You'll catch a cold, and why were you out here anyways? And why do you have such a ridiculous grin on your face?" Hermione huffed at him, talking in a rushed tone. If what she said was true Harry couldn't help but not care that he was grinning stupidly. He had missed this, Hermione's need to lecture and worry. The war and destruction had made her lose her bubbly nagging personality, what took its place was one of silence and blunt facts. He would hug her to death but that'd just confuse the shit out of her so he held back.
"I'm sorry 'Mione, I've just been out of it today is all."
Both Hermione and Ron gave him a look that he couldn't totally identify but his guess was confusion but as to what he couldn't figure out. He was acting as he normally would before his world gets thrown upside down. Shrugging off the confusion, he smiled as Hermione gave Harry is winter cloak and as he put it on all three started walking back up to the school.
The minute of silence was broken by Ron "So mate who do you think will be called as a champion tomorrow". Harry looked beside his right and saw Ron's discomfort; he never could take silence very well unlike him or Hermione. "Fleur for sure for her school, Krum is obvious as well, as for Hogwarts, hmm, maybe ...Diggery"
"Seriously, you think that fancy pretty Puff boy would get chosen as our champion? Your right Harry; you really are out of it today"
"Ron, what is so bad about him being Hogwarts champion exactly?" The tone should have been enough of a hint to be careful of what would be said next, but Ron ignored it per usual.
"Nothing if you want our school to lose; I mean sure it would be better if he got it instead of a Slytherin but come on. You know the schools' only chance to win would be if a Gryffindor was a champion!"
Hermione seeing Harry's face becoming more annoyed stepped into the conversation. "Ron, the Triwizard Tournament is to help relations between the other schools not a way to gloat."
"Not to mention, I think Diggery can do as good as any Gryffindor, if not better" Harry added.
Ron, realizing that he was not getting the support he thought he would, turned the corner with a humph only for the two to hear Ron curse as he fell backwards onto the floor. It would seem that quite a few Puff's had heard what was said. Glares were thrown at the loud-mouthed redhead.
"Now, now is he really worth you ladies getting wrinkles on your faces?" All the Puff's had looked towards Harry then back at Ron. With a few whispers they all nodded, gave Harry a slight smile and then left.
"Harry you should have let him be lynched, maybe he'd then learn to think before speaking." Hermione wasn't happy with the fool either and he couldn't blame her but if he had allowed it then he would have been dragged into it somehow and honestly he just wanted to go to bed, traveling through time wore him out terribly. "Hermione, he has had three years to learn, I think it's a lost cause." She let out a small giggle at that little jab, all the while Ron was getting red faced. "I'm still here you know, stop talking about me as though I'm not."
"Sorry Ron couldn't help it." Giving Ron a hand he pulled him up off the floor. Still mad he turned his back on him and Hermione and walked off just as he previously did before he got knocked over by the Puff's.
"He could have said thank you at least; how rude!"
"I know Hermione, just leave it. Maybe he'll be better tomorrow when the champions are called." Giving her a smile and a one sided hug, he said "I hate to tell you this, but I'm tired so I'm going to bed."
"What? But it's still light out! Hours of stuff to do, eating, schoolwork, homework, STUDYING!" Hermione was scandalized that Harry would do such a thing.
"I'll make you a deal Hermione, let me rest today and tomorrow after the champion announcement I'll stay in the library with you all day, do you like that idea?" Hermione looked at him with a blank face for a minute before letting out an exaggerated sigh. "Ok, fine, go waste your day in bed. But tomorrow you'll be making it up with me at the library" and with that she turned back down the corridor that they'd just walked down heading back, to what Harry assumed, was the library.
Making his way to the Fat Lady Painting he realized he didn't know the password. When he made it Harry was in luck, Neville just walked out. Passing him with a hello he walked in the common room and up the stairs to his dorm room. Falling onto his bed without undressing he slowly started closing his eyes. Tomorrow the champions will be called out and then nothing but studying with Hermione, well at least he didn't have to worry about his name coming out.
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Realising something he jumped out of bed yelling, "OH SHIT! TOMORROW THEY'RE CALLING OUT THE CHAMPIONS AND I HAVEN'T DONE ANYTHING YET!"
Sometimes, he just wished he could get a break.
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A/N: OK I LIED, I HAVE AN ITTY BITTY FAVOR TO ASK OF MY READERS AND FOLLOWERS. YOU SEE A FEW MONTHS AGO THERE WAS THIS AMAZING HARRY POTTER STORY I READ AND I CANT SEEM TO FIND IT.
ITS ABOUT DUDLEY ENDING UP GETTING A GIRL KNOCKED UP AND THE CHILD IS MAGICAL. WELL WHEN HARRY GETS BACK FROM SCHOOL THE CHILD GETS DUMPED ONTO HIM. WELL LATER ON BLA BLA BLA HE FINDS OUT THAT DUMBLEDORE WONT LET HIM BRING THE CHILD WITH HIM TO HOGWARTS. SO HE RUNS TO THE GOBLINS, OFFICIALLY ADOPTS HER, AND FINDS A HIDDEN PLACE TO RAISE HER WHILE TEACHING HIMSELF MAGIC. I THINK THE NAME OF THE STORY IS 'ROSE POTTER' BUT I CANT SEEM TO FIND IT NO MATTER WHAT I TRY. SO PLEASE I ASK FROM ONE FANFICTION READING ADDICT TO ANOTHER, HELP ME FIND THIS STORY.