Post by Sirius Black on Dec 23, 2004 15:46:05 GMT -5
This is my version of book 6. Please keep in mind that I started this fanfic way before we knew anything about HBP. I started it right after I'd read OOtP. So all information in this story reflects the information given up until OOtP. Thanks much. Any comments are appriciated.
If for some reason I forget to update this after a while (there are quite a few chapters) please let me know so that I don't leave you hanging.
And now, on with the fic!
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[glow=blue,2,300]Chapter 1: The Fight[/glow]
Smash! Harry was hit in the left eye by Dudley. It was only the second week of summer vacation, and they were already fighting. But this time Harry was beating him worse. Dudley had been making fun of him because of his dream talking. Harry pushed Dudley hard and he fell onto his back. Harry started punching him everywhere. He didn't care that he might be locked in his room for doing this. He just wanted to beat the heck out of Dudley. But Harry had picked a bad time and place to fight, because his Uncle Vernon was just coming home. Harry felt himself being pulled off of Dudley and thrown across the yard. Harry looked up and watched Aunt Petunia half draging Dudley into the house, while Uncle Vernon turned around to deal with him. He grabbed Harry's shirt collar and picked him up off the ground. "Now you listen to me boy. You're going to be locked in that room for the rest of the summer. And if I so much as even hear Dudley complain about you..." He couldn't seem to find the right words to finish the threat. Harry was dragged up the stairs and thrown into his room.
He fell hard against the bed side table. The door was slammed and locked. Harry stood up. He'd hit is side so hard that it felt like a rib or two were broken. Too bad Hedwig isn't here, he thought. I'm sure the order would love to know that I'm being abused again. As if it could read his thoughts, a large barn owl soared through the window. It was carrying an important looking letter. Harry tore it open and saw that it was from Remus. "Hold on." he said to the owl, which was now pecking at his arm. "I wanta write back." Harry pulled out the letter and read:
'Harry,
I hope everything's alright. There will be a member of the order coming to see you soon. Let me know if they aren't treating you well.
Remus'
Harry quickly grabbed a piece of parchment and a quill and wrote down everything that had just happened. As he watched the owl fly away, he heard the door being unlocked. He quickly hid the letter in the sheets of his bed. Uncle Vernon came in. "Alright you. Now you're going to stay in here -"
"I don't think that's such a good idea. Mad Eye Moody and the rest of the order will be here in five seconds. They already know that you threw me across the room. We talk a lot." Harry gave him a smile and sat down on his bed. Uncle Vernon seemed to be trying to understand what Harry had just said.
"You've been talking with them?"
"Of course. They told me too, remember?" Uncle Vernon seemed to have finally gotten the message. He left the room and slammed the door.
Harry got up and looked in the mirror. He had a lovely black eye, and his glasses were broken. "Great, just great."
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Later that night, Harry went down to dinner. Dudley was as far away as he could possibly be from Harry. He was pretending to be scared. Harry ignored him and poked at his food. He wasn't hungry. Harry's thoughts turned to what had happened in the ministry only a few weeks ago. He wondered what had happen to Sirius, after he had fallen behind the veil. Why couldn't he come back? It was just a stupid curtain. Maybe I could go back and look, Harry thought. He thought of what Hermione's and Ron's reactions would be. They'd never let him go. After what happened, they'll probably lock me in the common room; well, if Dumbledore doesn't do it first. Harry really didn't want to stay in the kitchen. He tried to leave, but just as he was getting up, he heard a loud pop. Someone had apparated, right in the Dursley's living room. Hoping to see Remus, or anyone but the Dursley's, Harry ran toward the living room. Before he could even open the door, Nymphadora Tonks walked in. "Tonks!"
Tonks walked to the table. "Sorry to interupt, I just need a minute to talk with Harry." Uncle Vernon nodded, and Aunt Pertunia looked as if someone had slapped her.
Harry walked into the living room, and Tonks followed. "Come on, we can talk in my room." He ran up the stairs.
"Oh Harry I have something to tell you." They walked into his room. "This room is so much better than the rest of the house. Well it is a bit messy, but at least it isn't too clean. Alright, I have to hurry, because we're having a meeting in" she looked at her watch "wow a half hour. So I'll make this quick.So, let's talk, since that's what we're supposed to be doing. Nice eye by the way."
Harry touched his black eye. "Dudley tried to beat me up. I think I beat him worse though."
Tonks laughed again. "I'm suprised that he didn't try to sit on you. He could have easily killed you that way." She looked back down at her watch. "I have to get going Harry. Sorry I can't stay longer."
"Wait" Harry said "You had something to tell me?"
"Oh yeah. Mrs. Weasley called and asked if you can come to their house. Albus said it was alright. But you can't go until next week, because they're leaving."
"They're leaving?"
"Yeah, they have to go get Charlie. Something about an accident with a Hungarian Horntail."
Harry remembered his encounter with a Hungarian Horntail a few years ago. Wow has it really been that long since then? "Ok so when am I going?"
"They'll send you a letter when they get home. Until then you're stuck here. I really have to go. Oh and if he ever tries to beat you up again, let me know so that I can help you. Bye for now Harry!" and she dissapeared with a loud pop. Harry walked back downstairs. At least I won't be stuck here forever.
If for some reason I forget to update this after a while (there are quite a few chapters) please let me know so that I don't leave you hanging.
And now, on with the fic!
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[glow=blue,2,300]Chapter 1: The Fight[/glow]
Smash! Harry was hit in the left eye by Dudley. It was only the second week of summer vacation, and they were already fighting. But this time Harry was beating him worse. Dudley had been making fun of him because of his dream talking. Harry pushed Dudley hard and he fell onto his back. Harry started punching him everywhere. He didn't care that he might be locked in his room for doing this. He just wanted to beat the heck out of Dudley. But Harry had picked a bad time and place to fight, because his Uncle Vernon was just coming home. Harry felt himself being pulled off of Dudley and thrown across the yard. Harry looked up and watched Aunt Petunia half draging Dudley into the house, while Uncle Vernon turned around to deal with him. He grabbed Harry's shirt collar and picked him up off the ground. "Now you listen to me boy. You're going to be locked in that room for the rest of the summer. And if I so much as even hear Dudley complain about you..." He couldn't seem to find the right words to finish the threat. Harry was dragged up the stairs and thrown into his room.
He fell hard against the bed side table. The door was slammed and locked. Harry stood up. He'd hit is side so hard that it felt like a rib or two were broken. Too bad Hedwig isn't here, he thought. I'm sure the order would love to know that I'm being abused again. As if it could read his thoughts, a large barn owl soared through the window. It was carrying an important looking letter. Harry tore it open and saw that it was from Remus. "Hold on." he said to the owl, which was now pecking at his arm. "I wanta write back." Harry pulled out the letter and read:
'Harry,
I hope everything's alright. There will be a member of the order coming to see you soon. Let me know if they aren't treating you well.
Remus'
Harry quickly grabbed a piece of parchment and a quill and wrote down everything that had just happened. As he watched the owl fly away, he heard the door being unlocked. He quickly hid the letter in the sheets of his bed. Uncle Vernon came in. "Alright you. Now you're going to stay in here -"
"I don't think that's such a good idea. Mad Eye Moody and the rest of the order will be here in five seconds. They already know that you threw me across the room. We talk a lot." Harry gave him a smile and sat down on his bed. Uncle Vernon seemed to be trying to understand what Harry had just said.
"You've been talking with them?"
"Of course. They told me too, remember?" Uncle Vernon seemed to have finally gotten the message. He left the room and slammed the door.
Harry got up and looked in the mirror. He had a lovely black eye, and his glasses were broken. "Great, just great."
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Later that night, Harry went down to dinner. Dudley was as far away as he could possibly be from Harry. He was pretending to be scared. Harry ignored him and poked at his food. He wasn't hungry. Harry's thoughts turned to what had happened in the ministry only a few weeks ago. He wondered what had happen to Sirius, after he had fallen behind the veil. Why couldn't he come back? It was just a stupid curtain. Maybe I could go back and look, Harry thought. He thought of what Hermione's and Ron's reactions would be. They'd never let him go. After what happened, they'll probably lock me in the common room; well, if Dumbledore doesn't do it first. Harry really didn't want to stay in the kitchen. He tried to leave, but just as he was getting up, he heard a loud pop. Someone had apparated, right in the Dursley's living room. Hoping to see Remus, or anyone but the Dursley's, Harry ran toward the living room. Before he could even open the door, Nymphadora Tonks walked in. "Tonks!"
Tonks walked to the table. "Sorry to interupt, I just need a minute to talk with Harry." Uncle Vernon nodded, and Aunt Pertunia looked as if someone had slapped her.
Harry walked into the living room, and Tonks followed. "Come on, we can talk in my room." He ran up the stairs.
"Oh Harry I have something to tell you." They walked into his room. "This room is so much better than the rest of the house. Well it is a bit messy, but at least it isn't too clean. Alright, I have to hurry, because we're having a meeting in" she looked at her watch "wow a half hour. So I'll make this quick.So, let's talk, since that's what we're supposed to be doing. Nice eye by the way."
Harry touched his black eye. "Dudley tried to beat me up. I think I beat him worse though."
Tonks laughed again. "I'm suprised that he didn't try to sit on you. He could have easily killed you that way." She looked back down at her watch. "I have to get going Harry. Sorry I can't stay longer."
"Wait" Harry said "You had something to tell me?"
"Oh yeah. Mrs. Weasley called and asked if you can come to their house. Albus said it was alright. But you can't go until next week, because they're leaving."
"They're leaving?"
"Yeah, they have to go get Charlie. Something about an accident with a Hungarian Horntail."
Harry remembered his encounter with a Hungarian Horntail a few years ago. Wow has it really been that long since then? "Ok so when am I going?"
"They'll send you a letter when they get home. Until then you're stuck here. I really have to go. Oh and if he ever tries to beat you up again, let me know so that I can help you. Bye for now Harry!" and she dissapeared with a loud pop. Harry walked back downstairs. At least I won't be stuck here forever.