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Post by Chris on Apr 8, 2007 0:52:58 GMT 2
ok guys i posted this story in the fan fiction boards on harrypotter.com i hope you all enjoy it.
here is a breif summary:
it takes place in harry's 5th year. he find out he has a brother that no one told him about. he finds out more about the night his parents died and realizes that he is not alone anymore.
if i say anything else i will give away the whole story.
will post the first 5 chapters shortly
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Post by Chris on Apr 8, 2007 0:54:28 GMT 2
here is chapter one
Chapter 1 the mysterious letter
It was just another summer for Harry. He missed school and his friends. He missed making Malfoy mad. He definitely missed quidditch. But there was more going on than he realized. Since the Dursley's picked him up from King's Cross they hadn't said a word to him. He preferred it that way. Harry was mulling over what had just happened the previous year when he heard, tap, tap, tap. TAP, TAP, TAP. He looked out the window and seen an unusually large owl. It was raining outside so he couldn't tell what kind of owl it was. Harry went and opened the window. The owl flew in gracefully for a bird as large as it was. Harry was able to see now that it was an Eagle owl about twice the size of Malfoy's. Hedwig seemed happy to see this owl like they knew each other. Then Harry seen that the owl had a letter tied to its leg. So, he untied the scroll from the owl's leg. The owl flew over to Hedwig's cage and began to drink from her water dish. Surprisingly she let him. Harry then began reading the letter
Dear Harry,
You don't know me, but I know you. I have much to tell you, but that will come in time. Right now all I am going to say is that there is more to your aunt than you know. Ask her if you wish but I don't think she will tell you. But then again she just might. If she does, be ready to hold onto your seat. If you want to know more send your response back with Hercules.
The letter was un-signed which frustrated Harry because he wanted to know who was sending him a letter about his aunt. What is so different about her? She is just a muggle, right? Now Harry is really flustered. This person whoever it is, is making Harry re-think everything that is going on.
Harry wrote back:
Dear whoever you are,
You are right; I don’t know who you are. I do want to know more, though. In what little you wrote you have made me wonder if everything that I'm doing is wrong. You have to tell me more. And who are you?
Harry Potter
"Harry, it's time for dinner." he heard his aunt cal in the most pleasant voice he has ever heard her use, which frightened him. So, he tied the letter to Hercules' leg and sent him off. He looked at Hedwig; she had that knowing look on her face. Like she knew what was going on. Then he went down for dinner before he got anyone mad.
When he sat down his aunt put a plate of steak and potatoes down in front of him. Harry's jaw dropped. He couldn't believe his eyes. He was never allowed to eat anything this good in this house. Aunt Petunia noticed and said very kindly, “Harry close your mouth. That is not polite." They finished dinner without a single argument. When Harry went to do the dishes after everyone was done eating, and Uncle Vernon and Dudley went to watch the news Aunt Petunia said, "Don't worry about those dishes dear, I'll do them later." Whoa! Harry thought. Did she just call me dear, and did she say that she will do the dishes later. Again his jaw dropped to the floor. When has she ever called me dear, and since when does she wait till later to clean. When Harry was sure the other two were immersed in their television show he did the first thing the Dursley's told him never to do. He asked a question. "What have you done to my aunt?" She replied "Whatever do you mean, I am the same as I always have been." "Um,no you have never been this nice to me." "I'm sorry dear i have to be mean to you for Vernon's sake." "Ok, I'm freaked out." "What do you mean?" " I got a letter today and it said there is more to you than I know. What did that mean?" "I see he has decided to reveal himself to you. But this is not the time to discuss that." "Who has decided to reveal himself to me?" "I am not at liberty to say. You should go and get some rest, you have a big day ahead of you. Tomorrow we will discuss what he said about me, it's time you know the truth." Harry went to his room, his head swimming in the confusion that ensued from their conversation. When Harry got to his room he was shocked to see that Hercules was perched on is bed. He had forgotten to shut his window. Hercules had another letter attached to his leg. Harry immediately began reading.
Harry,
All I can say right now is that your aunt and uncle aren't the only family you have left. And I'm not talking about our godfather Sirius either. Tell Aunt Petunia she can tell you about this situation. Sleep well.
Again the letter wasn't signed. Harry sighed in frustration. He decided to write back.
Look I want to know who you are and why you waited so long to reveal yourself. And, what do you mean the Dursley's aren't the only family I have left. And, Sirius is my god father.
Harry
After Hercules flew off with his response Harry fell into a deep sleep. He had the weirdest dream ever. Someone was talking to him but he couldn't hear what was being said. All he could see was a shadowy figure but he didn't feel threatened. It was weird it wasn't like when he would have his old dreams and he would wake up with his scar burning he felt relieved.
The next morning Harry woke up expecting to see Hercules, and was kind of disappointed when he wasn't there. So, he went down for breakfast. It was a Sunday so he figured he would get the usual evil looks over the morning paper from Uncle Vernon, but he was nowhere in sight or sound for that matter. All he could hear from the living room was Dudley laughing at one of his favorite shows. "Where is Uncle Vernon he's usually here glaring at me as if i was something on the bottom of his shoe?" Harry asked. "Oh, he had an important 'deal' in Irland he won't be back for a while." she replied. "Ok, now I'm really confused." "Harry, you might want to sit down." Harry found the nearest chair. "Did he write you back last night?" How on Earth did she know. "Yeah, he did. He told me to tell you that you can tell me about this situation." "I see. Well I will only tell you what I feel you need to know. First of all, I'm a witch Harry." At that he fell out of his chair. He remembered the first letter be ready to hold onto your seat. He was not expecting that. "B-b-b-b-but you hate magic." "No, I act like i hate magic because I couldn't let Vernon or anyone know that I was a witch. The reason I was mad at your mum is because she got into Hogwarts and I went to Beauxbatons. I didn't hate her. When I found you on my doorstep it broke my heart. I didn't need to read Dumbledore's letter to know that my sister was dead. I felt it in my heart." she choked back a couple of tears. "So if you are a witch does that make-" "Yes Dudley is a wizard. He will be starting school with you this year. He will be taught everything he needs to know by Chris. I will let him explain your relationship to you. Oh look, it's Hercules. And he has a letter wait two letters." Harry took them off of the owl’s leg. One was for him the other was for Aunt Petunia. Harry immediately began reading his letter:
Harry,
I know you have many questions and I will answer them when the time is right. I will answer one of the questions you have already asked me. I am your older brother. I know it’s hard to believe but I will explain everything when we meet in Diagon Alley. Say the 30th of August at 10:00. You will go with the Weasley's. They will come pick you and Dudley up at 3 pm tomorrow.
Chris
"OK, now where was I?" said Aunt Petunia. "Oh right, I have been posing as a muggle and even took a muggle husband because Dumbledore wanted me to go into hiding from Voldemort. So if anything happened to your parents you would have a place where you could be safe. But now I can no longer keep it a secret from you. Now go get ready for the Weasley's there will be now last minute packing when you are done bring your trunk down here and put it by the fireplace. DUDLEY GET IN HERE!" He came running because he thought his mother was angry, which she wasn't she just yelled over the television so he could here her. "What is it mummy?" he asked. "Go put some clothes in a bag and get ready to go tomorrow." "Where are we going?" he asked. "You and Harry are going to the Weasley's tomorrow and won't be back until next June." "Why do I have to go with HIM!" "Because you HAVE to." "Fine." "And you have to listen to him until you get to the Weasley's then you will do whatever is asked of you do you understand." "Yes mum." With that the two boys went to their respective rooms. When Harry opened his door he was surprised to see a package sitting on his bed. He noticed that there was a note on top of it.
Harry,
Enclosed is a cloak that was specially made. It will hold all of your school things. I would suggest you put your books in the outside left pocket, your potion supplies(including your cauldron) in the outside right pocket, your ink quills and parchment in the inside right pocket, your new Firebolt 2005 is already in the inside left pocket and put your invisibility cloak in the secret pocket. You will know where it is you are my brother.
Chris
Harry unwrapped the cloak but just by looking at it he didn’t think it would hold any of his school things but he remembered what the letter said about a broom being in the inside left pocket. He rolled his eyes and reached into that pocket and pulled out the most amazing broom he had ever seen. He would doubt Chris Potter no longer. He did just as Chris suggested, leaving only his clothes in his trunk which made it a whole lot lighter. When he was done packing he took his trunk downstairs and put it near the fire place.
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Post by Chris on Apr 8, 2007 0:57:08 GMT 2
here is a short chapter
Chapter 2 Back to the Weasley's
After Harry put his trunk by the fire place he went to his room to mull things over. He fell into a deep sleep. He had the dream again, but this time he heard what the voice was saying. "All of your questions will be answered, brother." "Wait!" But it was too late. He was being woken up by a pounding on the door. "Harry wake up it's almost noon." came Aunt Petunia's voice. Harry got up took a quick shower, put on a pair of jeans and a shirt. Then he pulled on his new cloak. He made his way downstairs to the kitchen. Aunt Petunia was whipping together a big lunch with her wand. "Now where did you hide that?" asked Harry. She transfigured it into her 'favorite wooden spoon' right before his eyes. "Clever, Aunt Petunia, I wondered why you always had that with you." "Well now you know." she replied. "Now eat up. You still have to explain the use of Floo Powder to Dudley." "So that's how we are getting to the Weasley's. I thought Mr. Weasley was going to borrow a Ministry car. Well at least it will be quick." "Eat so you can tell Dudley how it is done." Harry was in no mood to argue he was too hungry, seeing as he slept through breakfast. When they were done with lunch they went into the living room, and Harry began explaining Floo Powder to Dudley. Aunt Petunia got the stash of powder she had hidden. "Ok, this is Floo Powder." He showed the shiny powder to Dudley. "We use this to travel from one place to another as long as the destination has a fireplace and is in the Floo Network. This is how it works, you take a pinch of the powder and stand in the fireplace. Then you shout your destination, in this case you will shout 'the Burrow.' Then you throw the powder down into the fireplace and green flames will engulf you. Don't worry you can't feel them. Then you will start spinning. Make sure you keep your elbows tucked in or the will get bruised. When you stop spinning you will be at your destination." "Very well explained Harry." said Aunt Petunia. "But remember speak very clearly. I made that mistake the first time I traveled using Floo Powder. But then again I got a mouthful of ash. And seeing as we don’t use our fireplace you won't have that problem" "Dudley you can watch TV until the Weasley's get here. You won’t see one for a year." "What! No TV this is going to stink!" he exclaimed. "Nah, there are better things to do." said Harry. "Like what?" Dudley remarked. "Quidditch for one." replied Harry. "What's that?" Dudley asked. "You'll see. I'm going to let Hedwig out and bring her cage down." said Harry. "Harry it's almost time, and happy birthday." Aunt Petunia said. Here is another shocker for Harry. Well I've got to get used to it thought Harry. He went to his room and let Hedwig out of her cage. "Go to the Burrow. I will see you there" He then grabbed her cage and went downstairs to the living room. Finally three o'clock came and the fireplace burst into emerald flame. First , Fred arrived. "Harry, you ready for a game of backyard quidditch." "You bet." Then George came through. "Come on. I can't wait to get in the air." "Yeah, yeah." Next was Ron. "Hey, mate. How's it going?" "I'm still a little confused, but other than that I'm fine." Ginny stepped out next. "Hey, Harry." "Hi, Ginny." Man it seems like the whole family is comming. Then Hermione got there. She was holding a package. It was almost like a ring box. She handed it to Harry. "Oh, this too." she handed him a letter. It was from Chris.
Harry,
How's it going? What you have in that ring box is a very special ring. As long as you are wearing it the Ministry won't be able to tell if you use magic underage or not. I had a few of them made for the whole crew. So, enjoy.
Chris
He opened the box and there was a magnificent ring with a phoenix emblazoned in a ruby. Harry put it on. A sudden warmth rushed through him. He thought it was because of the ring but then he looked at the fireplace and his heart skipped a beat. There stood Cho Chang Harry's crush and Ravenclaw's seeker. "What's she doing here?" Harry whispered to Ron. "Dunno, mum invited her." Ron replied. "I see." He looked at Cho and their eyes met. Harry turned redder than a brand new quaffle. Cho just blushed and smiled. Fred and George noticed this and thus began the taunting. "Harry and Cho sitting on a broom K-I-S-S--" "Enough you two." said Hermione flashing a ring similar to Harry's. They shut up instantly. "Twins first. Take Harry's trunk." said Aunt Petunia. After that they all left in turns.
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Post by Chris on Apr 8, 2007 0:58:59 GMT 2
here is another short chapter
Chapter 3 Back at the Burrow
Harry was the first one back to the Burrow after the twins. As soon as he stepped out of the fire place Fred and George started up again. “Harry and Cho sitting on a broom K-I-S-S-I-N-G.” “I’m going to kill the both of you.” “Really?” said Fred. Then George went solo. “Harry and Ch--” his lips were moving but no sound was coming out. Harry turned around and seen Hermione, wand raised. “I tried warning you. Fred, do you want to keep it up?” “No I’ll stop. Now, take the spell off George.” She performed the counter curse. “Why did you have to go and ruin a good taunting?” “Because, you don’t need to go and tease people just because they are in love.” Hermione said. “Say what!!!” said Harry. “I know you are in love with her.” She said. “Everyone knows it mate.” Said Ron stepping out of the fireplace. Ginny just walked past everyone with out saying a word. “What's with her?” Harry asked. “Dunno, mate. She was all excited to be going to pick you up until Cho showed up.” Ron said. Then Dudley came out of the fire place. “You know, for a dump this place is nice.” “Dudley that wasn’t nice.” Harry said. “Apologize, now.” Hermione said with her wand pointed at Fred and George so they didn’t attack Dudley. “I’m sorry. What I meant was for having the lot of you living here it’s a nice place.” “Why thank you Dudley.” Mrs. Weasley said. “Great now that everyone is here we can play some Quidditch.” Fred said. “Yeah, I can try out my new broom.” Harry said. “Best not mate.” “Yeah, you should wait.” George said. “Wait for what?” “Um, we do have Ravenclaw’s seeker here Harry.” Fred whispered. “Oh, right. Sorry.” Harry whispered back. “Dudley you can use one of our old brooms.” Fred said. Harry here will teach you how to fly.” George said. “Good luck.” He whispered. “Thanks.” Harry replied. “But, brooms are for cleaning.” Dudley said. “You are in a completely different world than what you are use to.” Harry said. They went outside to their homemade Quidditch Pitch after stopping by the broom shed. Fred went in and an old Silver Arrow for Dudley. When Fred got back from getting the Silver Arrow he gave it to Dudley. “WOW! I've never seen anything like this in my life. My mum’s brooms are all boring. “Ok, Dudley put your right hand over the broom and say ‘up’.” It took him a few tries, but he finally got the broom to come to him. “Ok, now mount the broom like this.” Harry showed him how to mount the broom so he didn’t fall off. “Ok, now kick off hard from the ground and hover for a moment.” ‘Oh, man I sound just like Madame Hooch.’ Harry thought. After Harry finished going over the basics of flying with Dudley it was time for Quidditch.
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Post by Chris on Apr 8, 2007 1:00:41 GMT 2
here is chapter 4
Chapter 4 Dudley Learns Quidditch
Once Harry taught Dudley the basics of flying, it was time for a nice game of 4 on 4 backyard Quidditch. So Harry decided to try and explain the game to him. “Ok, see this red ball Dudley.” Harry said. “Yeah what about it.” Dudley replied. “This ball is being used as our Quaffle.” “What in the bloody h**l is a Quaffle?” Dudley asked. “A Quaffle is like a football, about the same size too. We use this ball in Quidditch to score points just like in muggle football. However, every time a player scores with a Quaffle they receive 10 points instead of just 1. The Chasers are responsible for scoring with the Quaffle. The Keepers job is to keep the Chasers from scoring.” “Ok, I think I am following you. This Quaffle is used to score points by the Chasers and the Keeper defends the goals. Every time the Quaffle goes in the goal it is worth 10 points.” “Yes, very good Dudley.” Harry said as he released what they used as Bludgers. “What was that?” Dudley asked as it flew off into the air. “That Dudley is called a Bludger. There are 2 Beaters on a team. They are equipped with bats to hit the Bludgers at the other teams Chasers and try to knock them off their brooms.” “Wait a minute! You never said anything about brooms!” Dudley exclaimed. “I’m sorry. Must have slipped my mind. I forgot, and I’m sorry. Ok, yes it is played on brooms. Usually, it’s about 50 feet in the air.” At this Dudley’s jaw dropped to the ground. “Don’t worry Dudley, here we only fly 10 feet above the ground.” Dudley wiped sweat from his forehead. “As I was saying these are Bludgers. The Beaters try to knock the opposing team’s players off of their brooms so their Chasers can get the Quaffle.” “Got ya cuz.” “And now for the most important ball. The Golden Snitch. This ball is worth 150 points when it is caught. When we play here though, we use a golf ball that is bewitched to act like a Snitch does in case it flies into a muggle town. Usually, the team whose Seeker, that’s me, who catches the Snitch wins the game for their team. Once this ball is caught the game is over.” “Ok, I think I got it. So, are we going to play or just sit here chatting all day?” “Alright, that’s what I like to hear. Ok, it will be me, Ginny, Dudley and Fred against Cho, George, Hermione, and Ron. I will play Seeker, Dudley will be Keeper, Ginny will be our Chaser, and Fred will be our beater. Cho will be your Seeker, Hermione will play as your Chaser, Ron will be your Keeper, and George will be your Beater. May the best team win.” Harry said as he shook Cho’s hand. Both teams took to the air except Harry who stayed grounded to release the game *****. Once they were released he took to the air feeling better than he had ever felt the entire summer. When he was flying nothing could bother him. So he turned his attention to the game. Ginny had already scored twice while he was immersed in his thoughts. For this being Dudley's first time playing Quidditch he wasn’t doing too bad he only let one goal in out of the five shots Hermione took. Well he does kind of cover half the goal but he is kind of good. Ginny scored again before he spotted their Snitch. Cho didn’t see it but she seen Harry going after something so she flew into his path. He lost sight of the Snitch. He started to think about his third year the first time he ever laid eyes on Cho. Man, was she beautiful. If only he could tell her how he felt. But, what if she doesn’t like you. What if she blames you for Cedric’s death? Its not your fault. How were you supposed to know that the cup was a portkey? Let alone know what was waiting for you on the other side. Just then he jolted to reality when he felt something brush against his left side. He turned around to see Cho chasing the snitch. “Oh no you don’t.” Harry said as he flew into her path like she did to him earlier. They continued to fly around flirting with one another for a few more minutes in which Ginny scored three more times. One of which being spectacular. She did a loop-to-loop and faked Ron out and scored. Hermione got two past Dudley. Then Harry had seen the Snitch. It was hovering right behind Cho’s ear. She hadn’t noticed it yet. Harry flew up to where she was at and snatched it right as she planted a kiss right on his lips. He was flooded with warmth. This is better than any Pepper-Up potion. He thought as she continued to kiss him. When they broke apart Ginny was glaring at her. Before she could say anything Mrs. Weasley was calling them for dinner.
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Post by Chris on Apr 8, 2007 1:04:22 GMT 2
Chapter 5 Hogwarts Letters
Once they landed they put their brooms in the broom shed for their next game. Everyone except Harry. He called Dudley back. “What do you want?” Dudley asked. “To give you this.” Harry replied handing Dudley his Firebolt. “But, what are you going to use?” Dudley asked. “Don’t worry about it. I’m done playing Quidditch for now. At least till school starts.” Harry said. “Come on lets get inside for dinner.” After dinner, and Mrs. Weasley forcing thirds and fourths on Harry they all went their separate ways. Ron pulled Harry aside. “What's up, mate?” Harry asked. Ron turned a slight shade of magenta before answering. “Well you see I --” he dropped his voice to a whisper that only Harry could hear. “I like Hermione, but I'm scared to say anything to her.” He said. “Well I thought as much, mate. My suggestion is that you just tell her. Suck it up and get on with it.” Harry replied. “But, what if she doesn’t like me the same way?” Ron asked. “You won’t know unless you tell her.” Harry replied. Ron sighed and went to find Hermione. Harry was thinking about Cho and how to tell her how he felt. He went upstairs to go to bed, but he couldn’t fall asleep. Ron came up and plopped on his bed. "How’d it go with Hermione, mate?” Harry asked. “Well, I made a complete fool of myself. She’ll never go out with me now.” Ron said. “Slow down, mate. Tell me what happened.” Harry said. “Well, after I left you, I went to find Hermione. She was out in the garden talking to Cho.” Ron started. Harry could feel his face growing warm wondering what they were talking about. “I went to go up to ask Hermione if I could speak to her, and I got tripped by a bloody gnome. I fell flat on my face, and I got up and ran. I wasn’t going to wait for them to laugh at me.” Ron finished. “Well, I think I have an idea.” Harry said. “Well, let’s hear it.” Ron said. “Ok, seeing as you like Hermione, and I like Cho. How about you tell Cho that I like her, and I will tell Hermione that you like her.” Harry suggested. “That’s bloody brilliant.” Ron replied. I just hope it works. Harry thought. Harry fell asleep shortly after telling Ron about his plan. Over the next few nights, Harry's dreams were becoming clearer. They were of his brother, but all that was said was Chris telling Harry that all questions will be answered in time. About half way through August their Hogwarts letters arrived. Harry was shocked to see that he got two letters along with Ron and Hermione. Harry read his first letter:
Dear Mr. Potter,
We are pleased to inform you that you will be returning to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry for your fifth year. This year you will take you Ordinary Wizarding Level examination. The examination will be given at the end of June. The following is a list of your school supplies:
Standard Book of Spells (Grade 5) by: Miranda Goshawk 1000 Magical Herbs and Fungi
Harry read through the rest of the book list with little interest until he came to one particular book that stood out like a sore thumb.
Resisting the Unforgivable Curses by: Chris Potter
Then without thinking about anything other than what he just read he opened his second letter:
Dear Mr. Potter,
This letter is to inform you that you have been moved from Seeker to Keeper on the Gryffindor Quidditch team.
Professor Minerva McGonagall Head of Gryffindor
“Keeper!” Harry exclaimed. “I wonder who the Quidditch Captain is?” Harry wondered out loud. “I made Prefect.” Hermione said. Ron took the last piece of parchment out of his envelope, and a bright, shiny P fell out. "Looks like ickle Ronniekins did, too.” Harry said jokingly. “Well we must get you something special, Ron.” Mrs. Weasley said. “Mum, don’t.” Ron mumbled. “Don’t be like that Ronald. We got Percy an owl when he became Prefect. It’s only fair that we get something for you. Now what do you want. You already have an owl. How about a broom, no, well how about we get you some new Quidditch things. Yes, that will be perfect.” Mrs. Weasley said.
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Post by Chris on Apr 13, 2007 0:42:51 GMT 2
is this story not good or something?
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Post by Chris on Apr 18, 2007 23:27:46 GMT 2
if you read this story please tell me what you think
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Post by Chris on Apr 30, 2007 19:54:02 GMT 2
Chapter 6 Startling Revelations
The first half of August went by pretty quickly. Harry’s dreams were becoming more, and more, clearer. He could start to see his brother more clearly than before, but he still was fuzzy. When he would wake in the middle of the night from these dreams he felt more alone than ever before. As if he had left a part of himself in the dream. When he woke up the harder he tried to think about the dream the faster it slipped away. When he finally decided that he was not going to go back to sleep he dressed and went downstairs to wait for the rest of the family to get up because he was starving. All of the food that Mrs. Weasley kept forcing on him was giving him an appetite to rival Ron’s. When he stepped into the living room he was surprised to find none other than Cho Chang sitting on the couch. He quickly looked away from her to hide the blush that was quickly making it way to his face. When he looked back she was blushing too but wasn’t trying to hide it. Harry knew that this moment would come sooner or later but he preferred later. Well, there was no avoiding it now. There wasn’t anyone around to interrupt them this time. Harry started thinking about all of the times that cho had tried talking to him over the last fortnight and realized that every time she would get the two of them alone someone would come and interrupt their soon to be conversation. Most of the time, to Harry’s relief. He knew this moment was inevitable. However, fate might play a part this morning as well. Or maybe Harry’s ignorance of certain things, like how to talk without making a fool of himself in front of girls. “What are you doing down here?” he asked with a bit more malice in his voice than he intended. “I couldn’t sleep.” She replied incredulously. “I’m sorry; I didn’t mean that the way it sounded. I just didn’t think anyone was up right now.” He said. “It’s ok; I wasn’t expecting anyone to come down here.” Cho replied. “Can I ask you a question Harry?” she asked. “You just did, but you can ask another one if you want.” Harry said slyly. “Do you like me or not?” she asked bluntly. Harry’s jaw hit the floor. His eyes grew the size of dinner plates and his voice caught in the back of his throat making him sound familiar to a cat coughing up a hairball. When he finally regained his composure he said, “Yes I do, but I didn’t think you would even talk to me after what happened last year during the tournament. I mean he was your boyfriend, and well he was killed and I wasn’t. I figured you blamed me for Cedric’s death.” She just looked at him for a moment before saying, “The only person that is to blame is You-know-who.” Once again Harry was choking on his words. “And, besides Ron told me that you liked me. It was a while ago now like the day after you arrived.” She said. Harry was cursing him self in his mind. He had forgot about the plan that he had made with Ron his first night back at the Burrow. Well, Ron has obviously done his part I suppose it’s time to do mine, as soon as Hermione wakes up that is. He thought to him self. He looked at Cho and did the unthinkable, well for him anyways. “Will you be my girlfriend?” he asked. “Of course I will be your girlfriend.” She replied with a smile and a kiss that made his heart skip. Skip, but not melt like he expected it to but it was good none the less. Shortly after that little encounter people slowly filtered into the room to wait for Mrs. Weasley to finish with breakfast. Ron and Hermione were the last ones to come down both red in the face. Harry was hoping that he didn’t have to talk to Hermione about Ron liking her because he didn’t want her to blow up and hex him now that they had those rings from Chris. Harry looked at Ron and he came over to here Harry was standing. “Mind if we step outside, mate?” Harry asked. “Sure.” Ron said. They went outside near the Quidditch pitch. “Well I was just wondering whether you and Hermione are together because you both seemed to come down the stairs together pretty flush.” Harry said. “Well no I just fell down the stairs when I seen her coming out of Ginny’s room and I almost knocked her over.” Ron replied. “Oh, I just thought--” Harry started but was cut off by Ron. “You forgot about the plan didn’t you? The plan that you thought up may I add.” Ron stated. “Well…..ummm…..yeah I did. I've been worrying about this meeting with my brother that is coming up, but I was going to talk to Hermione today. Cho talked to me this morning, and I asked her out.” Harry said. “What did she say, mate?” Ron asked. “What do you think she said? She said yes, you twit.” Harry replied. “Wicked.” Ron replied. “Alright, I’m going to find Hermione now.” Harry said. “Get to it then. Oh, and Harry don’t mess this up for me.” Ron replied. After their conversation Harry went inside to find Hermione, but was intercepted by Mrs. Weasley. “Come on breakfast is ready. You and Ron are growing like weeds. I wonder how your brother is doing.” After eating the four servings that Mrs. Weasley forced on him Harry set off to find Hermione. He checked everywhere he could think of. He checked the garden, out by the Quidditch pitch; he even checked Ginny’s room. When he knocked on her door Ginny answered. “What do you want?” she asked with a hint of acid in her voice. “Well I was just wondering if Hermione was here I need to talk to her?” Harry said. “What, are you not happy with just one girlfriend?” she asked. “It’s not that. I need to talk to her about Ron.” Harry said. “Why do you have to bring my brother into this?” she spat. “No, you don’t under stand. I need to tell her that Ron likes her. She's my best friend for crying out loud. And so is your brother. He asked me to talk to her because he is afraid of what she might say.” Harry replied starting to get heated. “Oh, I didn’t know. I'm sorry.” She said. “It’s alright now do you know where I can find Hermione?” Harry asked. “Sure, she’s in the back room where we keep all the books that we don’t read anymore. You know how she is.” She replied cooling down a little, but Harry could still feel a little tension. He knew it was going to keep bugging him, but he just let it go without a second thought. He then went to talk to Hermione. He entered the back room and sure enough there was Hermione with her nose in a peculiarly large book. She was so ensconced in what she was reading that she didn’t notice Harry enter. Harry cleared his throat to get her attention. She looked up from her book seemingly annoyed. “Can I talk to you for a minute, Hermione?” Harry asked. “What about?” Hermione asked. “Well, Ron wanted me to talk to you.” Harry replied. “What has he done now? I’ll jinx him till next week.” Hermione said. “No, it’s nothing like that. The reason he didn’t come talk to him self is well he’s afraid of you a bit. And, he wasn’t sure how you were going to react.” Harry said. “Will you just come out with it already?” Hermione replied. “Well, Ron likes you. And every time he has tried to tell you he has done something to embarrass him self. The other night when you and Cho were out in the garden talking my first night here. He was coming out there to tell you that he liked you, and he was going to ask you out. However. He was tripped by one of the gnomes. After that he was a little mad. So, I made a plan. You see he was afraid to tell you that he liked you, and I was afraid to tell Cho that I liked her. So, the plan was that he tells Cho that I like her, and I tell you that he likes you.” Harry said. “Please don’t be mad.” “Don’t worry Ronald will get what's coming to him.” Hermione replied. “You're not going to hex him are you?” Harry asked. “No, why would I do that? I just need to talk to your brother before I make a decision on what to do.” She replied. “Hermione, you are the smartest person at Hogwarts. Why do you need to talk to my brother?” Harry asked. “I am not the smartest person at Hogwarts, Harry. Your brother is so much smarter than I am. He has helped me out a lot over the years.” She replied. Harry sat wondering how long she has known his brother until she snapped him back to reality. “Harry, are you ok? Is that all because I need to finish this book before we go to Diagon Alley and I’m only half way through.” She said. “Yeah, I’ll talk to you later.” He said a little dumbfounded. The rest of the month went by in a blur. All, except the 30th of August. That day went by so slow that Harry thought someone had intentionally slowed down time. So he decided to get everyone together and find out exactly how long they have known about his brother. “Ok, everyone I want to know exactly how long you have known my brother.” Harry said. “Well, we met him our first year.” George said George indicating him and Fred. “I’ve known him ever since my first year when he was a second year.” Cho said. “I met him after Fred and George’s first year. They invited him over for the summer.” Ron said. “I met him our first year on the Hogwart’s Express. I was sitting with him when Neville came in looking for his toad.” Hermione said. “So you have known my brother from between five to seven years, and you never told me about him.” Harry said indicating everyone. “We couldn’t tell you, Harry.” Hermione said. “what do you mean, you couldn’t tell me?” Harry asked. “I don’t know how to explain it. I’m sure Chris will tell you why you never knew about him before now.” Hermione replied. Harry looked at his watch and seen that it was starting to get late after what seemed like hours of silence because he refused to talk to any one. So, he decided to go upstairs and try to sleep so that he would be well rested for the meeting with his brother.
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Post by Elle on May 7, 2007 0:35:05 GMT 2
fabulous good sir. keep up thou good worketh
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