Originally posted by jennyanderson
Why on earth would you ever want to report potterad for, he didn’t do anything wrong. You definitely need to see a psychiatrist man, you think even an innocent bystander is going to harm you in some way. Sheesh!
thnx jenny!! long time i haven't posted in this thread... but thank you! 😉
Originally posted by jennyanderson
Why on earth would you ever want to report potterad for, he didn’t do anything wrong. You definitely need to see a psychiatrist man, you think even an innocent bystander is going to harm you in some way. Sheesh!
thnx jenny!! long time i haven't posted in this thread... but thank you! 😉
and OMG the storie is goin' soooo well!!
Ok guys, I’ve been very busy recently with my life at the moment; my mom broke up with her fiancé whom I really liked (therefore caused me a lot of emotional disturbance), and on top of that I’ve got my end of semester exams right now and I’m really keen to go to Uni next year so I have to be really serious about it. But not to worry cause today I’m going to post the small bit of the story that I’ve written. Remember there might be some spelling mistakes on it and I’m not guarantying that it wont change, but if it does it will be just some minor changes. And here it is
Their departure to Hogwarts had always been a hasty one and this year was no difference. Harry could clearly remember last time; both Mrs Weasley and Sirius dead mothers portrait were howling at the top of their voices but thankfully there has been a slight improvement as Mrs Blacks portrait was no where to be seen, vaguely wondering what happened to it Harry followed Ron to the front door of the house, dragging his trunk with him.
The door was already open and Harry could see a parked white Toyota car just right outside the front door.
Hermione, Ginny, Mrs Weasley and Sirius (in his dog form) were all waiting for them beside the car.
Harry could see Mundungus seated at the drivers seat,. Sturgis look almost exactly the same the last time he saw him, despite having spent six months in Azkaban for something he was bewitched to do. Then he remembered how Sirius had spent 12 years in Azkaban for something he hadn’t done and how that had prevented him from going insane; Sturgis must’ve done the same thing. Sitting beside him were Lupin and Tonks. Harry stared then laughed, of course this car had been magically enlarged inside but outside it looked just like any other normal car.
Sitting at the back sit was Torch, Sirius jumped in and sat beside her followed by Harry, Ron, Ginny, Hermione and Mrs Weasley who seemed to have calmed down a bit after closing the door.
‘Hurry Mundungus we’ve got 15 more minutes before the train leaves!’
‘Yes ma’am’ he said and stepped on it.
By the time they have reached King’s Cross, they had 12 minutes to spare.
‘Ok everyone, lets do this in threes!’ said Mrs Weasly as they had halted in front of the barrier between platform 9 and 10 ‘Alastor, Tonks, Sturgis you three go first!’
They did, followed by Harry Sirius and Torch; then Ron Hermione and Ginny; then came Mundungus alone dragging all of their trunks in a trolley; and bringing up the rear were Lupin and Mrs Weasley who all after exchanging a hurried conversation with the other adults seemed to be satisfied about something.
‘You guys had better go and find a compartment to yourselves.’ Said Lupin to Harry and Torch.
‘Yeah lets do that one first.’ Said Ron.
‘I thought you three were suppose to go to the prefects carriage first.’ Said Torch.
‘We were but we thought it would be best if we gave you some hands first and also we can put our stuff in the compartment so that we don’t have to drag it around all the time.’ He said shrugging.
They got aboard the steaming Hogwarts Express and started searching for an empty compartment.
‘Now What!’ thought Harry furiously as people gaped back at him each time he would poke his inside a compartment to check and see if it was empty.
They finally found an empty compartment at the end of the train. After hoisting all of their trunks in the luggage rack they got off the train and rejoined Sirius and the others.
Mrs. Weasley was giving them all a hug while Sirius Lupin and Moody had drawn Harry and Torch to one side.
‘Listen Harry,’ Lupin was saying ‘take care of yourself and try to learn how to control her power. Torch knows all the procedures and try to stay out of trouble as much as possible
Their departure to Hogwarts had always been a hasty one and this year was no different. Harry could clearly remember last time; both Mrs Weasley and Sirius dead mothers portrait were howling at the top of their voices but thankfully there has been a slight improvement as Mrs Blacks portrait was no where to be seen, vaguely wondering what happened to it Harry followed Ron to the front door of the house, dragging his trunk with him.
Harry could see a white Toyota car parked just outside the house through the open door.
Hermione, Ginny, Mrs Weasley and Sirius (in his dog form) were all waiting for them beside the car.Harry could see Mundungus seated at the drivers seat, sitting beside was Sturgis Podmore who look almost exactly the same the last time he saw him, despite having spent six months in Azkaban for something he was bewitched to do. Then he remembered how Sirius had spent 12 years in Azkaban for something he hadn’t done and how that had prevented him from going insane; Sturgis must’ve done the same thing. Sitting beside him were Lupin and Tonks. Harry stared then laughed, of course this car had been magically enlarged inside but outside it looked just like any other normal car.
Sitting at the back sit was Torch, Sirius jumped in and sat beside her followed by Harry, Ron, Ginny, Hermione and Mrs Weasley who seemed to calm down a bit after closing the door.
‘Hurry Mundungus we’ve got only 15 minutes before the train leaves!’
‘Yes ma’am’ he said and stepped on it.
By the time they have reached King’s Cross, they had 12 minutes to spare.
‘Ok everyone, lets do this in threes!’ said Mrs Weasly as they halted in front of the barrier between platform 9 and 10
‘Alastor, Tonks, Sturgis you three go first!’
They did, followed by Harry Sirius and Torch; then Ron Hermione and Ginny; then came Mundungus alone dragging all of their trunks in a trolley; and bringing up the rear were Lupin and Mrs Weasley who all after exchanging a hurried conversation with the other adults seemed to be satisfied about something.
‘You guys had better go and find a compartment to yourselves.’ Said Lupin to Harry and Torch.
‘Yeah lets do that one first.’ Said Ron.
‘I thought you three were suppose to go to the prefects carriage first.’ Said Torch.
‘We were but we thought it would be best if we gave you some hands first and also we can put our stuff in the compartment so that we don’t have to drag it around all the time.’ He said shrugging.
They got aboard the steaming Hogwarts Express and started searching for an empty compartment.
‘Now What!’ thought Harry furiously as people gaped back at him each time he would poke his head inside a compartment to check and see if it was empty.
They finally found an empty compartment at the end of the train. After hoisting all of their trunks in the luggage rack they got off the train and rejoined Sirius and the others.
Mrs. Weasley was giving them all a hug while Sirius Lupin and Moody had drawn Harry and Torch to one side.
‘Listen Harry,’ Lupin was saying ‘take care of yourself and try to learn how to control Torch’s power, she knows all the procedures and try to stay out of trouble as much as possible and,’ Lupin hesitated, ‘this years going to be very different at Hogwarts. Harry, people will be taking sides, sometimes Houses wont matter-you will find people you thought were friendly will turn against you and sometimes help will come from the least expected places.’
Harry stared at him, it was as if though some sort of war had started, and then surprising him even more Moody pipped up.
‘A war has broken over Potter.’ He grunted ‘Best to do is trust no one except the people you know best, trust only them, and do not divulge your secret to anyone else but them. You can mingle with the others and can persuade to join your side but be very cautious, don’t tell them more than they need to know. Take the Order for example, how do you think we survived last time? Take Wormtail for another example, we only told him that Voldemort was after your parents but we didn’t tell him why, and we weren’t even a least bit of suspicious of him and he turned out to be Voldemorts spy.’
Peter Pettigrew who also goes by the name Wormtail had been the one who had betrayed his parents whereabouts to Voldemort and therefore helped in their murder. Wormtail was in the Order last time and unknown to anyone of them he had been passing information’s to Voldemort for over a year before the Potters death.
‘Come on everyone!’ screeched Mrs Weasley as the whistle blew ‘The trains about to live!’
Harry hastily bent over and gave Sirius a big hug before scrambling onto the train with Torch helped by the others. They all stood by the passage window before rounding a curve, which immediately transported the scenery into mountains and trees.
‘Well see you guys in an hour.’ Said Ginny and she, Ron and Hermione made for the engine of the train while Harry and Torch made for their compartment and received a huge surprise. Waiting for them inside the tiny compartment was a group of people and they all appeared squashed.
‘Hi Harry!’ squealed someone.
‘Oh, hi Dennis.’ He said ‘What are you all doing here?’
‘We’ve just come to say hi!’ echoed all of them.
‘That was really nice of you guys.’ He said looking around at Neville Longbottom, Dean Thomas, Lavender Brown, Parvati Patil, Luna Lovegood, Katie Bell, Colin and Dennis Creevey, Justin Finch-Fletchley, Susan Bones and Terry Boot.
‘Hey Harry what’s your friends name? She’s pretty!’ exclaimed Seamus staring at Torch.
‘Oh this is Torch everyone, Torch Porter. And Torch this are-’
‘I know who they are!’ Torch hissed.
‘You do?’ said Terry Boot.
‘I mean-I’ve seen pictures of you guys before.’
‘Really, from where?’ said Parvati.
‘Um, from the Year Book.’
‘I didn’t know we had a year book.’
‘What she meant was that she’s seen pictures of you guys when you were welcoming the Beauxbaton and Durmstrang delegations a couple of years ago.’ Said Harry.
‘Oh really?’ said Luna looking sceptical.
‘So are you a first year student?’ asked Seamus eagerly.
‘Do I look like a first student? No I’m a new sixth year student.’
The boys all looked impressed and whistled, Torch looked startled and Harry burst out laughing.
‘I heard that they usually don’t admit anyone new after the first year, you must have some sort of a special charm Torch.’ Said Terry. She smiled at him. They stayed there for a while and Harry could tell that Torch had become very popular with the boys, who all smiled and nodded at her before leaving.
By the time Ron, Hermione and Ginny had arrived the food trolley had already gone by. Harry and Torch had finished their pumpkin pasties and were busy swapping information’s about the different dimensions when they walked in, one looking very smug the other two quiet happy.
‘What’s up?’ said Harry.
‘Well,’ said Ron smugly ‘I’ve just insulted Malfoy in front of the whole bunch of people about his father. He should’ve known not to call me Wesaelbee in front of those first years!’
‘Yeah, you should’ve seen the look on his face, the white haired git!’ said Ginny happily.
‘Yes, I don’t think he is going to turn up in our compartment this year though!’ said Hermione happily. But she was wrong, and hour later he turned up flanked by his two usual cronies.
‘So Weasley you think it’d funny insulting me in front of your leeches!’ he drawled.
‘Yeah, I reckon so!’ said Ron fiercely, standing up.
‘You’ve got some nerve Weasley!’ said Malfoy in a dangerously cold voince drawing out his wand.
Harry and Ginny stood up too drawing out their own wands.
‘Lay one finger on us and I promise you, you’ll really regret it later.’ It was Torch and her voice was a thousand time colder than him. Malfoy craned his neck around Harry and looked at Torch. He lowered his wand, and spoke in a sickingly charming voice that revolted them all.
‘So we meet again…Torch was it?’ he said.
Torch glared back at him.
‘Charmed. I’m Draco Malfoy. Now Torch you’ll see that some students in here are not worth spending your time with like Potter , Weasley and Granger, while others can offer you much much more, like me-a Malfoy, rich and who has many important connections-’
‘Whose father turned out to be the right hand man of Voldemort!’ snarled Torch.
Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle winced.
‘What’s the matter, I thought your father was Voldemorts buddy!’ said Harry viciously.
‘You see there is one thing we never lack on and that’s discipline.’ Said Malfoy slightly shking ‘The Dark Lord is a strict follower of the code discipline. He has taught his followers to fear him at all time so that they can really feel his powers and reamain loyal to him for all eternity.’
‘Oh yeah, if they were so loyal then how come your father abandoned when he fell last time.’
‘Now Weasley, your even dumber than your brother here. What do you think could’ve been achieved if he showed his true colours? He could’ve been arrested for sure, but instead he became a prominent figure among the society and was able to establish a lot of influence and therefore helped increase the Death Eaters number so far.’ Said Malfoy.
Harry, Ron, Hermione, Torch and Ginny were all unnerved at this piece of information. Malfoy laughed derisively at their expression, then Hermione recovered and burst out.
‘So you openly admit that your family’s in league with the Dark Lord!’
‘Of course Granger, in case you haven’t heard his strength is increasing. He is gathering followers very fast, so we feel very safe to openly support him now Anyway, nice meeting you all, specially you Torch and might I say that you look breathtakingly lovely even with that expression on your face.’ And laughin still more loudly he and Crabbe and Goyle left their compartment.
‘Moody was right, ’ said Harry shaking ‘its as if we are in some kind of war!’
‘I know.’ Said Hermione miserably.
It was what Malfoy had just said that more than anything else showed them the present danger and seriousness of the present time.
By three it had started to downpour outside and this time they had another round of visitor: Ernie McMillan, Hannah Abbot, Padma Patil and Anthony Goldstein.
‘Oh hello there!’ said Ernie ‘Had a nice summer?’
‘Yes, it was fantastic.’
‘And you must be Torch.’ Said Anthony.
‘Yes.’ Said Torch and seeing that he was looking at her hopefully she said ‘And you must be Anthony Goldestein.’
‘So you did see our pictures eh?’ he said excitedly.
‘Er, yeah I did.’
‘Hmm… do you mind if I take your picture?’
‘What? Oh…no’ she said as he reached inside his robe and produced a camera and clicked it at her.
‘Hey make sure to give me a picture of her too!’ said Ernie excitedly.
‘Er.’
They all sat down and chatted for sometimes before going back to their own compartment.
When the Hogwarts Express sopped at the Hogsmeade station platform it was pitch black outside but thankfully the rain had stopped. They all got down and headed for the carriages that would take them to Hogwarts. Harry looked at the Thestral that were pulling the carriages and he knew that only he and Torch alone in their group could see this skeletal, winged and black horses.
‘Come on lets get in.’ said Tirch climbing into one of the carriages. The rest of them followed clutching the caged Hedwig, Pigwedgeon and Crookshanks. The carriage sprang into motion the moment Ginny had closed the door.
Harry stared out of the window and pretty soon he was able to get a glimpse of the vast Hogwarts castle with its many turrets and towers reaching the sky. Pretty soon all the carriages came to stop in front the huge gate guarded by winged boars. Students were getting off the carriages now and were trooping into the Great Hall through the Entrance Hall.
Harry walked over to the long Gryffindor table and looked around. The Hall looked exactly as it always did, grand and majestic with its four long House tables (Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Slytherin and Hufflepuff) sitting about a thousand students. The teacher’s table was placed opposite the entrance door. Harry could see Professor McGonagol sitting at the middle of the table in a royal chair where Professor Dumbledore usually use to sit. Sitting on her right was the greasy black haired and hooked nosed teacher, Professor Snape-one of Harry’s least favourite people in the world. Harry looked away and fixed his eyes on the ceiling instead which thousands upon thousands of candles floating in midair, the ceiling was reflecting the cloudy night sky outside. Harry looked away as the double oak door was thrown open and in walked a line of terrified looking first years, which meant that Hagrid had just walked at the teacher’s table. Harry smiled as Hagrid caught his eyes and winked.
‘Ahem!’ tiny Professor Flitwick had cleared his throat, Harry realizing what was coming now stared hard just like everyone else at the very dirty and patched wizards hat, which Flitwick had just placed on top of a stool in front of the teachers table. Suddenly a brim like mouth appeared at the hat and it burst into a song.
In times of old when I was new
And Hogwarts had barely started
The founders of our noble school
Thought never to be parted:
United by a common goal,
They had the self-same yearning,
‘Together we will build and teach’
The four good friends decided
And never did they dream that they
Might some day be divided,
For were there such friends anywhere
As Slytherin and Griffindor?
Unless it was the second pair
Of Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw?
So, how could it have gone so wrong?
How could such friendship fail?
‘What’s it doing singing last years song!’ said Ron revolted.
‘Well,’ said Hermione with a maddening superiority air 'it’s the sorting hat isn’t it? What else is it suppose to do? Start cursing everyone within its sight? It dosent even have a nose.’
‘Well it could’ve just invented a new song and still put everything it wanted to say in it! I mean its just like you said, it’s a hat after all! And it had a whole year to make up just one new song!’
Hermione looked sourly at him but did not answer. Harry was rather surprised at this behaviour-usually Hermione never looses a chance to bicker with Ron. But his fascination was short lived as he listened to the hats song about hog Slytherin only wanted to teach pure blood wizards which caused outrage among the rest that he had to live the school at the end; and it advised the students to forget their pride and join hands with their nemesis. Harry and Ron were less impressed for they were a firm believer of ‘its how you choose your friends rather than forgive and forget and lets all be friends’
‘I mean honestly if Gryffindor had really got to known Slytherin that well than he would’ve known that he was a racist. But nooo, he only came to know that he was a one right after they were too deep in the relationship!’ said Ron to Harry.
‘True.’ He said
‘Hooch, Katie.’ Called Professor Flitwick. Harry watched as a little girl with spiky black hair put on the sorting hat. A few moments silence passed, then,
‘GRYFFINDOR!’ shouted the hat.
Harry clapped with the rest of his housemates as Catie Hoch reached their table and sat beside the pearly white and Transparent Nearly Headless Nick-the Gryffindor resident ghost.
‘Zing, Tesh.’
‘HUFFLEPUFF!’
‘Darcy, Marcus.’
‘GRYFFINDOR!’
‘Bing, Tom.’
‘RAVENCLAW!’
Goldminer, Diego.’
‘SLYTHERIN!’
As one by one the line of first year were decreasing, Harry and Ron’s impatience was increasing.
‘Oh hurry up!’ moaned Ron as both of their stomach gave a huge rumble. Finally as ‘Roundcoin, Daffodil’ was put in Hufflepuff and Proffesor Flitwick had whisked away the stool and the hat, Professor McGonagol stood up.
‘I sue to think that Professor Dumbledore was a bit odd when he use to say the words “tuck in” but now I see that it is the best ever way to welcome new and of course old students back. So I’ve got just a few things to say before we all sink our teeth into the delicious feast Nitwit, Blubber, Tweak and of course “tuck in”!’
‘Thank the lord!’ exclaimed Ron grabbing his fork and knife as the table in front of them was magically filled with all sorts of delicious food.
‘…aaahhh…’
They all tucked into their food and after 20 minutes when Ron seemed to have eaten enough to talk, he engaged himself with a conversation with Torch. Hermione reeled and Harry was feeling a bit sleepy and wished that Professor McGonagol would hurry up with her ending speech, and when she did, he was so sleepy that he couldn’t muster any sense of surprise when she announced that a new teacher Professor Ursula Mendez will be taking Potions alongside Professor Snape.
By the time he had given the fat lady the password Ron had told him (homo sapiens) and reached his dormitory (which he shared with his fellow sixth years: Ron, Dean, Seamus, and Neville) he was so sleepy that he immediately fell asleep after getting on his bed. Why was he so tired today?
*
Next morning as they were all having their breakfast, Harry was a bit surprised to see Nearly Headless Nick handing out their timetables.
‘Well what did you expect?' Nick said irritated ‘she’s the headmistress now isn’t she? She’s got more important jobs to do than handing out your timetables '
Ron smirked and looked down at his one and let out a yelp.
‘What?’
‘Look at this!’ he moaned pointing at his timetable ‘We’ve got Potions everyday!’
Harry looked down at his one and it said:
Monday
9:00-9:40: Charms.
9:40-10:20:Charms.
10:20-11:00: Potions.
11:45-12:30: Transfiguration.
12:30-1:00: Defence Against the Dark Arts.
1:35-2:25: Care of Magical Creatures.
2:25-3:05: Care of Magical Creatures.
And as his eyes travelled further down he noticed that-
‘We’ve got more than one double on one subject each week!’ Ron moaned piteously ‘God, why didn’t Snape just give up Potions!’
‘Well be thankful that we’ve got no double Potions today.’ Said Hermione.
‘Hey Hermione let me see your timetable!’ said Ron snatching her one away ‘Monday, double Charms, Potions, Transfiguration, Defence Against the Dark Arts and…Herbology?’
‘Well yes!’ she said defiantly.
‘Why’d you take Herbology for?’
‘Well if you must know…I’ve decided to become a Healer.’
There was a pause then Ron said,
‘A Healer? Why not an Auror!’
‘Well you see, being a Healer is a lot tougher than being an Auror because you get to see injured people all the time and besides it’s a noble job. And also I happen to be very brave and am not scared of anything.’
‘I didn't say that.’ He said shortly.
‘Well…good!’
And she marched off with her nose in the air
‘Honestly, what’s wrong with her this days?’ he said shaking his head.
They had a somewhat enjoyable Charms today as they spent revising what they did last year and Harry who was a bit nervous about how Hermione would behave towards Torch was relived to see that Torch took a seat between Dean and Seamus while Hermione took her usual seat beside Ron. At the end of the lesson, Hermione hung back as she wanted to have a quick word with Flitwick while Harry, Ron and Torch proceeded towards the dungeon for their Potions.
‘Hey guys, did you see that new teacher, the blond woman?’ Ron was saying ‘I wonder if Snape fancies her. She’s kinda pretty isn’t she? Wonder if she'd bring down the cauldron on top of his greasy head for being so ugly if he makes any passes at her.’
Harry burst out laughing while Torch clinged onto him for support. She was laughing so hard that he thought that they’d both topple backwards.
‘Harry-' said a voice from behind him.
He turned around and found himself face to face with one shiny long black haired girl-Cho Chang.
‘Yes?’ he said raising his eyebrows.
He saw Cho take Torch in, saw the fact that one of Torch’s hands was wrapped around Harry’s waist while the other was around his shoulder. He blushed, he didn’t know why but he supposed that it might’ve got something to do about spreading unwanted rumours about how one girl was all over him. Torch sensing what Harry was feeling, immediately let go of him and stepped back.
‘Yes?’ he said again looking at her.
‘I want you to’ Cho began ‘to tell Hermione to take that jinx off Marietta. She had no right whatsoever to curse her like that1’
Harry was caught completely off guard and he felt his temper rising. He didn’t go around annoying her! Or…he didn’t go around betraying the trust of 28 people last year by confessing the existence of the DA to Umbridge like Marietta did. If Dumbledore hadn’t sacrificed himself they’d all have been expelled and worse, knowing Fudges temper, both Harry and Dumbledore could’ve landed themselves a cell in Azkaban (which was guarded by the evil Dementors who sucks all the happiness out of every living things until they are dead) for defying the Minister.
‘You know Cho,’ said Ron barely controlling his temper ‘I really think Marietta didn’t deserve what she got, no. I mean sure she put all of our lives at danger willingly and everything but I really think she didn’t deserve what she got, no. I think she should’ve been tossed in to the Forbidden Forest and gang raped by all those herds of Centaurs and Acramantulas for what she did rather than having all those big purple pustules all around her face!’
Cho flushed.
‘Easy now Ron.’ Said Harry soothingly, though he was having a bit of trouble controlling his own temper.
‘Marietta didn’t know what she was doing!’ said Cho fiercely ‘I told you her mother use to work for Fudge and she had a lot to live up to-‘
‘SO!’ Harry burst out’ Ron’s dad use to work for Fudge too! And he didn’t go running around to Umbridge and tell her that I’ve formed a secret Defence club! If you and your friend have got any decency you’d better not show your faces at me in the future!’
Cho’s eyes seemed to be filled with tears as she looked at an angry Harry in front of her.
‘I think you’d better go, your wasting our time.’ Said Torch stepping forward. Cho burst in to tears and ran away.
‘The nerve of her!’ thought Harry, Ron and Torch furiously.
It wasn’t until they’ve reached the line in front of the Potions class that they realised that they were to have this lesson with the Slytherins.
‘What’s Malfoy doing taking Potions for!’ hissed Ron as Malfoy’s hooting laughter reached their ‘I thought he wanted to become a businessman!’
‘Maybe he’s looking for ways to make a Potion that controls people’s mind.’ Said Torch darkly.
‘Hey Torch how are you?’ said Seamus ‘listen I was thinking if we could continue that conversation we were having earlier-’ and he whisked her away.
‘I think Seamus has got a bit of a crush on your friend,’ Dean muttered to Harry nodding at Torch.
At that moment Snape had thrown open the dungeon door and they started to fill in. Harry and Ron took their usual seat at the back and were joined by Hermione a few seconds later. Silence immediately fell the moment Snape had closed the door.
‘Now,’ he said in his cold voice ‘as you all know that I would be quite busy from this year onward, I have therefore assigned the help of Professor Mendez. She is a highly trained Potions Master and she had been teaching at the Salem Witches Institute in America, and I was highly delighted that she agreed to help me in my teaching…’ He drawled on like a robot without any sign of enthusiasm or excitement. ‘…and Professor Mendez would like to fill in the rest?’
Professor Mendez stood up and moved forward while Snape slipped way behind his desk and settling down, made to look around at his class. Professor Mendez was short, blonde curvy and pretty.
‘Hello sixth years! As you know that Professor Snape is going to be pretty busy from this year onwards, I would therefore be taking over his classes. I hear that you are pretty advanced for your classes-always a good thing for Potions. When I was at school my teacher wasn’t as thoughtful as Professor Snape and you might say that he were rarely advanced at all. It is a pity that I dint have Professor Snape as my teacher.’ She turned around a gave Snape a smile who didn’t return it. ‘Now,’ she said looking back at the class ‘I thought today we would and rest of next week we would spend revising the important things that we did last year as I am sure that most of you had such a wonderful summer that you cant recall what you did before the holidays. Now if you could get out your notebooks and maybe than we could see what you’ve written down last year-.’
Harry was rather surprised to realize that he had indeed forgotten most of what he did last year and a catching up would be a very good idea indeed.
That was the best Potion lesson he ever had in his entire life. And Harry more than once wondered why Snape was thoroughly ignoring him. It couldn’t be because of what happened last year. Harry smiled sheepishly as the memory came flooding back when he had broken in to Snape’s most embarrassing moment. And then suddenly he didn’t know why but he realized that, that couldn’t be it. No, maybe Snape was just ignoring him because he knows that Harry is a very powerful wizard and if he annoys him than Harry might do something very horrible to him. Yes, that’s it…that does seem more likely to be the case.
Torch was feeling the same way as he was. This was by far the best lesson she had ever had and the thought that Snape would no longer be taking this lesson put a radiant smile upon her face that it caught Snape’s attention. The moment she had looked at him, he quickly looked away, looking very angry at himself indeed.
Torch shrugged inwardly and didn’t give herself the trouble of finding out what ever that meant.
In Transfiguration, Torch sat with Ron and Harry with Hermione who was too busy keeping an eye on Ron and Torch that she appeared not to take in a word of what Professor McGonagol was saying about human transfiguration.
‘You have started and finished transfiguring animals last year, both vertebrates and invertebrates. Human transfigurations are in the same line as transfiguring vertebrates but you will need more practice and more magical power. Now you lot had been using magic for five years now and I feel that you’ve grown quite powerful enough to start transfiguring humans, but from previous experience I would not allow you lot to get cracking on it today, I’d rather that you spend this whole week catching up what you did last year for if you do not do it correctly than some of the spells cause serious damage because after all you would be doing it on fellow humans-’
‘why didn’t McGonagol assign the help of a new teacher like Snape? I thought she was the Principal!’ Torch whispered fervently to Ron.
‘Well you see, Snape’s a double agent , bet he gets worn out pretending to Voldemort that he is spying on Dumbledore when its him that he is spying on.’ He said calmly.
By the time Transfiguration had finished, Harry, Ron, Hermione and Torch had successfully transformed their guineapig into a miniature tiger.
After a hurried lunch at the Great Hall they all proceeded to their Defence Against the Dark Arts class. Harry was a bit curious to see how good Bill was and was thinking whether he would be staying on for next year as he knew only too well what happened to the previous five ones: one killed, one’s memory gone, one resigned, one locked up in his trunk for nine months and one being captured and thrown in to the Centaurs pit. Harry wondered what was in store for Bill.
Bill on the other hand seemed superbly unconcerned about this. As his first ever lesson he spent 10 minutes getting to know his pupils who all seemed to admire his long red hair, rocker style clothes, dragon skin boots and fanged earrings so much that they were hanging on to his every words about the Pyramids of Fulmat.
‘Please sir,’ said Eloise Midgeon a sixth year Gryffindor raising her hand ‘why exactly was Fulmat hidden from the Egyptians and the rest of the world?’
‘Well,’ he said smiling ‘you see before the High Priest had killed the Prince of Fulmat mercilessly, he asked him what was his last wish and the prince said “my last wish is to be re-encarnated again and kill the last of your decendant” this words haunted Mureli so much that he put powerfull curses all around the Prince’s pyramids also known as the Pyramids of Fulmat that who ever would come near it would face unbearable danger. Now a thousand years ago the Egyptian Ministry of Magic had sent one of their best group of 57 Aurors to know the particulars of this danger. Now they did find it and it was so horrific that 50 of them died. The seven who survived said that their colleague killed themselves by performing the energy draining shield charm all over the pyramids so that no other human being faced what they faced. The seven Aurors killed themselves shortly afterwards when subjected to more interrogations, and the locations died with themselves too. So until these days the Pyramids of Fulmat remains a great mystery to the world at large and no one has been able to find out it’s location.’
An impressed silence greeted the end of this story. At the end of the lesson, Bill had promised them all that he’d be teaching them the defences that the Prince himself have used against the High Priest.
As they reached the grounds, Hermione departed for Herbology while Harry, Ron and Torch made for Hagrids hut. Hagrid was standing in front of his door with Fang the boarhound by his side.
‘Gather aroun’ now gather aroun’ he was saying enthusiastically.
Harry looked around, no sign of any Slytherins which meant that they were to spend the rest of their Care of Magical class with the Hufflepuff’s instead with whom they were always on good terms. Another look around told Harry that were som ewooden crates perched beside Hhagrid. Harry’s heart sant, the last time he had seen those crates they were filled with Blast-Ended Skrewts, and it didn’t help when Hagrid said
‘Righ’ s’already bin 20 minutes since the’ve bin born.’
But Harry’s horror was soon banished as he peered down at the crates with Ron and Torch, and saw a thin plae snake with glowing red eyes.
‘Ashwinder!’ announced Hagrid proudly.
They all took down notes as Hagrid proceeded to explain how Ashwinders were born from unchecked magical fires and how they only get to live for an hour before collapsing in to dust, and how within that time they lay brillilant red eggs that has to be found and frozen otherwise they might burst and after a thought he added that these eggs are used in love potions and cure for ague. He then told them all to observe the behaviour of the snakes and if they can then freeze the eggs or he will with the ‘Magical Mist’ spray.
‘Talk to it Harry.’ Ron urged.
Harry hesitated; he hadn’t done this in a long time. Nevertheless he bent over the snake and began.
‘Er, hi.’ He said uncertainly, only it came out in a low hiss. The snake ignored him.
‘Er…why are you crawling back and forth?’
These time the Ashwinder hissed back absentmindedly.
‘Mussst find. Mussst lay. Ssso tired. Timesss run out-almossst.’
Harry straightened up and shrugged.
‘I think its saying it wants to lay down because its tired.’ He said to Ron.
‘I think it saying its times run out and its tired and that it must lay the eggs quickly.’ Said torch.
‘Is that what it was saying?’ said Harry impressed.
‘So why doesn’t it lay the eggs?’ said Ron
‘Hmm, hang on.’ Said Harry staring at the snake for a while.
‘I think its saying it needs a dark place to lay the eggs.’ He and Torch said simultaneously. By the end of the class, only one Ashwinder egg blew up.
All sixth years rejoiced as no homework was given that day which meant that they had a very enjoyable first day back.
If only we could get to spend the rest of the year this way, Torch thought as she went to bed, but she knew they wouldn’t. She had reached her room. It was a bit smaller than the other girl’s dormitory but then no one else shares it with her. She changed in to her pyjamas and fell asleep in her four-poster. She had a dream that night. She was in the room of requirement. No one else was with her except Cho Chang who was now advancing on her underneath the mistletoes, she was crying and saying ‘I really like you Harry.’ The dream changed, she was now running away from the Basilisk down in the Chamber of Secrets. It changed again, Cedric Diggory was now telling her to work out her egg in the prefect’s bathroom but she was determined not to accept his help. It changed again, Sirius was telling her all about Crouch’s son up in that cave. It changed again…and on and on it went she did not see it as if she were on Harry’s dream but she saw it all from his point of view, feeling everything he felt, just like the old time…
*
the next day in Transfiguration, Harry and Ron got in a spot of botheration with Professor McGonagol.
‘Potter and Weasley!’ she screeched. They looked up from their quill fight to see Professor McGonago scowling at them. ‘Stay behind later, I want to have a word with you both.’
So when everyone started to live the class when the bell rang, Harry and Ron proceeded towards her desk gloomily. Professor McGonagol waited until everyone left before rounding on them.
‘Now, Potter and Weasley I want it understood-‘
‘Professor I swear it would never happen again-‘ Ron began but stopped seeing the expression on her face.
‘Let me finish Weasley.’ She said coldly ‘Now as I was saying before Weasley interrupted me: Potter I’m sorry that you haven’t been informed about it during the holidays…you must know how busy we’ve all been so, er, Potter you’ve been made the Gryffindore Quidditch captain and Weasley, you the new Vice-Captain.’ She looked around at them sternly as they gaped back at her, unsure of what to feel, think say or how to look. ‘Well?’ she said.
‘We are, er, delighted Professor and, er, would um like to thank you for this honour-’
‘That’ll do. Now all of you back to your classes!’ and she chivvied them out of the room.
*
Originally posted by jennyanderson
Their departure to Hogwarts had always been a hasty one and this year was no different. Harry could clearly remember last time; both Mrs Weasley and Sirius dead mothers portrait were howling at the top of their voices but thankfully there has been a slight improvement as Mrs Blacks portrait was no where to be seen, vaguely wondering what happened to it Harry followed Ron to the front door of the house, dragging his trunk with him.
Harry could see a white Toyota car parked just outside the house through the open door.
Hermione, Ginny, Mrs Weasley and Sirius (in his dog form) were all waiting for them beside the car.Harry could see Mundungus seated at the drivers seat, sitting beside was Sturgis Podmore who look almost exactly the same the last time he saw him, despite having spent six months in Azkaban for something he was bewitched to do. Then he remembered how Sirius had spent 12 years in Azkaban for something he hadn’t done and how that had prevented him from going insane; Sturgis must’ve done the same thing. Sitting beside him were Lupin and Tonks. Harry stared then laughed, of course this car had been magically enlarged inside but outside it looked just like any other normal car.
Sitting at the back sit was Torch, Sirius jumped in and sat beside her followed by Harry, Ron, Ginny, Hermione and Mrs Weasley who seemed to calm down a bit after closing the door.
‘Hurry Mundungus we’ve got only 15 minutes before the train leaves!’
‘Yes ma’am’ he said and stepped on it.
By the time they have reached King’s Cross, they had 12 minutes to spare.
‘Ok everyone, lets do this in threes!’ said Mrs Weasly as they halted in front of the barrier between platform 9 and 10
‘Alastor, Tonks, Sturgis you three go first!’
They did, followed by Harry Sirius and Torch; then Ron Hermione and Ginny; then came Mundungus alone dragging all of their trunks in a trolley; and bringing up the rear were Lupin and Mrs Weasley who all after exchanging a hurried conversation with the other adults seemed to be satisfied about something.
‘You guys had better go and find a compartment to yourselves.’ Said Lupin to Harry and Torch.
‘Yeah lets do that one first.’ Said Ron.
‘I thought you three were suppose to go to the prefects carriage first.’ Said Torch.
‘We were but we thought it would be best if we gave you some hands first and also we can put our stuff in the compartment so that we don’t have to drag it around all the time.’ He said shrugging.
They got aboard the steaming Hogwarts Express and started searching for an empty compartment.
‘Now What!’ thought Harry furiously as people gaped back at him each time he would poke his head inside a compartment to check and see if it was empty.
This part, very familiar hun, I'm not saying you copied it, it's obvious you've written it in your own words, but it's got pretty much the same detail as The Phoenix. Not just one chapter from it, but lots put together. Then again, maybe that's a good thing, coz it keeps in with the same style as the other books. Oh, just ignore me, I'm musing.......
‘Well I knew that you two would be made the new Gryffindor captains right from the beginning. Good on you!’ said Ginny beaming.
‘Thanks.’ Harry and Ron smiled back.
The news of their being made the Gryffindor Quidditch captain had spread out by Hogwarts usual standard and people were milling in to congratulate them.
‘Wonder whose the new Slytherin captain?’ Ron muttered. They didn’t have to wait long to find out.
‘Yes my mother’s been really friendly with old Snape and all, we had him over dinner and he seemed really impressed by the way she was holding herself together, and asked if there was anything special he could do.’ Draco Malfoy drawled as they went for their next Potions class. ‘Yes, so she said she’d really appreciate it if I was made the new captain, and you know Snape, he’s been eating out of my fathers hands for years that he’d do anything to keep his wife happy!’
Harry and Ron scowled and tried to ignore him but unfortunately it was a further five minutes before Professor Mendez opened the dungeon door. Once they were all seated, Torch poked Harry from behind.
‘What!’ he hissed.
‘Listen Harry, I know you’ve been made the new Gryffindor Quidditch captain, but will you come to my room after supper tonight?’
‘Why?’
‘You’ll see.’
So after supper that night he headed for the Girl’s dormitory when suddenly he remembered what happened to Ron the last time he tried to do the same thing. Then, as if an answer to his prayer, Torch came down the stairs herself and said apologetically,
‘I almost forgot, boys aren’t allowed in our dormitory. But I’ve fixed it all up, come with me.’ She said leading the way.
‘Where?’ he said following her.
‘To one of the unused rooms in the ground floor.’
‘And why exactly are we going there?’
‘To have our first lesson of you controlling my powers. Now you do realise that after coming out of the veil you’ve stopped sharing Voldemorts thoughts and emotions; that’s all thanks to me. Now you may ask how come you weren’t sharing his thoughts and emotions before we met, that would be because your heart was always filled with love-the love you had for Sirius, well actually it was filled with grief to be honest. Anyway, Voldemort couldn’t stand it, so he himself blocked his mind away from you…but now that Sirius is back, he can share your mind without hurting himself-’
‘What! So your saying that I’d rather have left Sirius alone in there to die!’ said Harry angrily.
‘No, I’m not saying that,’ Said Torch hastily ‘what I’m saying is that Voldemort’s no fool. Sharing your thought is a huge advantage for him, and I mean really huge Harry, you get that don’t you? Anyway, I think its perfectly logical for him to check every once in a while whether you’ve gotten over your stage, and the day we got back Harry, he tried to do it and I tried to block him so strongly that I made you very tired, its not good Harry, my hold over you was never meant to last, so its important that you learn to control your own mind. And besides the sooner we start the better, because the rules say that you have to learn to control my power within a year from the day you defeated me, if you don’t than you would have no mastery over my powers. I mean think, your having dreams about hurricanes and the next moment your really inside that hurricane, or your really angry and without meaning to you blew up a house. You see what I mean? If you don’t control the powers it will have a mind of it’s own, and believe it ain’t pretty.’
There was a long silence while they proceeded down a spiral staircase then Harry said tentatively.
‘Does anything happen other than this.’
‘Yes,’ she said looking at him. ‘I might die. Right now I’m the steward, I have to hand it over to the new owner, if I don’t than my punishment is death.’
There was another long silence and this time it was broken by a loud ‘miaow’ issuing from somewhere between Harry’s foot, he looked down. It was Mrs Norris, the foul caretaker's cat.
‘Shoo!’ Torch said to it and it stalked away.
‘But she’s going to tell Filch.’ Harry muttered.
‘So?’ Torch said haughtily as they started walking past the Trophy Chamber ‘we’re in sixth year aren’t we? We’re allowed to stay outside until 10 and its only 7:30.’
They had finally reached the ground floor after five minutes.
‘Right this way.’ Said Torch stepping beside a door that looked very much like Firenze’s classroom. She turned the knob and entered with Harry behind her.
Unlike Firenze’s classroom, which was an exact replica of a part of a forest, this room was in the mould of the rest of the classrooms, namely marble floor. There were heaps of cushions staked by the wall though and there was not another single furniture in the room except for the candleholders.
Torch pulled out her wand and waved at the cushions that immediately covered up the floor. Torch stepped over the cushions and walked near to Harry.
‘Now Harry, lets just get on started about blocking your mind first.’ She said stowing her wand away.
‘Your not going to use Legilimency on me then?’ He asked relived.
‘No, I’m not.’
‘Thank god!’
Harry could very well remember when last year he was forced to take Occlumency lessons with Snape just because no one else was available. And Snape, with his deep dislike of Harry took every opportunity to make it as torturous as possible so much that his scar would never stop prickling and he would constantly suffer from severe headaches for half the year.
‘So what methods are we using anyway?’ he asked enthusiastically.
‘I call it “Sev les ru oyt sur’t” but you can call whatever you like. Anyway, this is not as time consuming as Occlumency, nor as painful you don’t need to empty your head every time you go to bed. As a matter of fact once you’ve learned it, it will create an invisible shield that no one, not even Voldemort could penetrate. The only person who can is the one whom you have willingly given your permission to search your head. Unlike Occlumency this shield will not go away if your drunk or drugged. Now to master it would take you a week at the most, but if your luck you can do it in five days.’ Torch finished and looked at him impressively. ‘Shall we get on then?’
‘Yeah, sure.’
‘Ok, first step: I’ll direct some powers at you, once you think you can stand it, command it to build an invisible shield all around you that not even Voldemort can break. Got it?’
‘That’s it?’
‘Yes, but the first part is the tricky one. For this, you need to be strong-you have to tell your self constantly. Now on 3. 1…2…3 GO!’
The moment Torch had closed her eyes, all the candles went out. The room was suddenly filled with powerful invisible waves. Torch and Harry were lifted into the air. Strong wind seemed to be blowing from underneath them causing their black hairs to whip lethally in the air. Their faces seemed to glow milky white. The Torch raised her hands and suddenly a force just as powerful as the one that the Advance Guard had faced, issued from Torch. Harry heard a great rushing sound as something came charging at him. He opened his eyes and saw that a green wave of force came pelting towards him, and before he knew what was happening, he felt very heavy, so heavy that he could no longer stay airborne. Once in the cushioned ground he tried with all his might to stay standing but his legs gave away immediately and he had trouble breathing.
‘Don’t worry Harry;’ Torch was saying five minutes later ‘all first lessons are worst. Anyway, its not like Occlumency, it only gets better and once your use to it, it’ll flow like the river.
‘And how long until that?’ he murmured rubbing his knees.
‘About two more days.’
Harry groaned, Torch hastily added.
‘But as I told you it only gets better, so rub that grimace off your face.’
They both got up and resumed. It was only after the fifth time that Harry felt positive about the whole thing.
‘Look Torch-I’m-standing. I-didn’t-fall-on-all-four!’ he said panting.
‘Oh, very good!’ said Torch delighted.
‘Yes. But-I-think that’s enough-for-today.’
‘Yeah, maybe your right.’
So after 15 minutes when Harry had the full use of his breathing, they headed for the Gryffindor common room.
‘Acromania.’ Torch said to the fat lady who swung forward to reveal a whole in the wall through which they climbed in.
‘Well see you tomorrow then.’ Torch said to Harry.
‘Yeah, good night.’
‘Night.’
And they both went back to their separate dormitories.
*
‘Is that all you can do Torch?’ said Harry smirking.
‘That’s what you think! Wait a sec while I power up!’
It was two days later and at the end of Torch and Harry’s Suv les ru oyt sur’t lesson of the day. Harry had improved just like Torch had predicted and was having quite some fun as well, he can not only finally tolerate Torch’s rushing power at him but was also having a contest of who is the strongest, and he was also delighted when Torch had said that they can finally build the shield from tomorrow.
‘See what you can make out of this,’ she was saying now and a split second later another wave of force rushed towards Harry. Harry opened his eyes a few seconds later and saw that Torch was slumped faced down on the floor. He got down and rushed over to her. ‘Torch.’ He prodded, but she didn’t move. He turned her over, she looked a bit sweaty and when he touched her he saw that she was stone cold. He panicked then he pulled out his wand and thrust it at Torch’s chest. ‘Enervate!’ he muttered.
Torch opened her eyes and slowly sat down.
‘Are you ok?’ Harry asked her.
‘It’s just that I’ve rarely powered up that much before.’ she said shakily.
‘I think we’re done for today.’ He said firmly. Torch nodded.
‘Yeah, your right.’
‘Do you need help getting up?’
‘No, I’m alright.’ She said and tried to get up but immediately fell down.
Five minutes later they had reached the staircase on the Great Hall that led to the Gryffindor Tower, with Torch leaning heavily against Harry.
‘Are you alright?’ Harry asked concerned as Torch started to shiver.
‘I think it-w-would b-best I-if-we-sat down-for-a-w-while.’ She said through short breathings.
They sat down at the foot of the stairs. The whole place seemed to be deserted. Suddenly Torch started shaking violently, Harry panicked.
‘What’s wrong!’
‘So-so cold.’
Harry moved closer to her and seizing her, had her in a tight hug. Harry’s own body seemed to freeze at the coldness of Torch’s flesh. Nevertheless. He tried to give her the warmth he had. She continued to shiver and Harry might’ve thought it was the end of Torch’s era in this world if she hadn’t stopped shaking 20 minutes later. Her body seemed to warm up again and she sat there with her ears against Harry’s chest, listening to his heartbeat. Her br4eathing seemed to turn normal and she appeared calm, but it was a further five minutes before she disentangled herself from Harry.
‘Oh, thank you so much Harry.’ She said looking at him ‘I really needed that.’
‘Hey it’s the least that I can do after all those things that you’ve doing for me. All those nights progression must’ve been really hard for a girl.’
‘You like action don’t you Harry?’
‘Yup!’
‘You’re a wild boy Harry! She said laughing ‘ you know most people in your place would’ve been contend doing it twice every week!’
‘Yeah, but not me.’ He said in a wicked voice.
‘Yeah I s’pose you can say that.’
‘You were pretty wild tonight too you know.’
‘I wouldn’t have been if you hadn’t been teasing me!’
‘If I hadn’t you wouldn’t have come powerfully towards me.’
‘Yeah, and all thanks to you, I fainted!’
‘Must’ve been really painful for you when you were coming towards me like that.’
‘Yeah it was and next time I’d prefer to do it gently.’
‘Lucky we were doing it over soft cushions.’
‘Yeah lucky. Can you imagine what would happen if people caught us in the act?’
She asked.
‘I shudder to think about it.’
‘But aren’t you glad we are doing it?’
‘Oh yes of course,’ Said Harry ‘this is my first time, and I’m sure people would remember if it was their first time.’
‘Uh-huh. This is my first time too.’
‘Yes and what’s better than spending your three wild nights with Harry Potter?’
‘Ha Ha, I forgot how to laugh.’ She said bleakly.
‘But I’m lucky too, to have the company of perhaps the most prettiest girl in the whole of universe.
They looked at each other and a second later burst out laughing.
‘We should really be get going.’ Said Torch when she finally recovered.
‘Yeah, I think so too; its already 10 past 10-if Filch catches all of our necks will be on the line.
As their voices trailed away, Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle finally emerged from behind the giant statue they had been hiding on. All three of them are now convinced that Harry and Torch had been having sex; and while Crabbe and Goyle were exchanging gleeful looks that here at last was a rumour that they could spread in no time all, Malfoy however was looked very paler than usual and was completely devastated at the fact that Torch had spent three wild nights with Harry.
‘And how she called him a “wild boy”!’ he thought miserably and angrily ‘And to think that she had been de-virginalised by none other than Potter! The famous Potter! The Potter who had been tormenting me ever since I met him! The Potter who had humiliated me in front of thousands of peoples many, many times! And now he comes and steal away the only girl I ever wanted so badly in my life!’
That night as Malfoy went to bed the only other thing he could think about is why on the earth he had agreed with Crabbe and Goyle to sneak food from the kitchen, which was beside the Great Hall. If he hadn’t, he wouldn’t have heard the wretched conversation between Torch and Potter. He finally fell asleep contemplating hideous revenges on Harry.
*
The next night Harry had started working on his shield charm, and by the fifth lesson Torch was finally convinced that the shield was strong enough.
‘Any last thoughts that you would like to share before you put the seal on your shield?’ she asked.
‘Nah, I think I’d like to keep it private.’
‘So what are you waiting for? Lets get it on!’
They both hovered gracefully in the air, Torch flexing her muscles and Harry determined.
‘Here it comes then.’ She said ‘OG!’
a split second later a wave of green light blew towards Harry, he was ready for it. He let the wind pass all around him while he stood gracefully in the middle of it all. His two hands clenched by his sides, his hair whipping in the air, his eyes closed. There was no end of the wind; it seemed to go on and on forever. Then as Harry had convinced himself that he was ready, he opened his eyes; and like once before, white lights seemed to come from his eyes just like it had two months ago when he went to rescue Sirius. Suddenly all the noise of the winds completely ceased and Harry watched as the winds continued to blow all around him without making any noise-then it seemed to close in on him and a split second later he was completely engulfed inside a mini green tornado. It was eerie yet at the same time fascinating. Meanwhile Harry’s whole being was focused on one thing-control the green tornado and force it to become one with him, instantly a long, thin white wisp, as if made entirely from light seemed to emerge from Harry’s chest. It whipped it self all around the tornado as if forcing it to subdue its power, and a few seconds later it seemed to have succeeded as the wrapped up tornado got smaller and smaller until it was gone and Harry was standing in its place. Harry’s eyes turned normal and he landed gently on the floor. Torch seemed very pleased with the whole process.
‘Congratulation White Flame Torch!’ she said breathless with excitement ‘It was terrific!’
‘Thanks!’ he said beaming.
‘That was really good Harry! You have started summoning your powers, I’m so proud of you!’
‘Yes, and let’s make sure that it really works.’
‘All right then.’ She said drawing out her wand and pointing it at him ‘on the count of three. One, two three! Legilimence!’
‘Very good.’ Said Torch a few seconds later ‘I cant break in to your mind. Now lets see how you will get grid of pestering Death Eaters.’
‘Righto!’ Harry watched Torch who had her eyes closed and was muttering the same inactions that Snape use to mutter.
‘Very good Harry!’ she said as her head started to fill with memories that she had never seen and was sure that never took place: the Dursley’s had thrown a huge birthday party for Harry; Malfoy was wearing a tutu and swirling around; Hagrid had finally shaved off his beard; Sirius was getting married; etc, etc. suddenly it stooped as Torch drew away her wand and opened her eyes again.
‘That’s the beauty of having special powers!’ she said beaming.
*