Harry potter and the Nine Veils of Death

Chapter1-OWL’s

As the sun rose gently in the sky it’s raze creped through the gap in the shutters. The light seeped across the floor to the bed and slowly up onto Harry’s face revealing jet black hair tanned skin (playing Quidditch in the orchard all day) and on his forehead a thin scar cut like a lightning bolt on his skin and sparkling green eye’s which at the moment where still tripped behind his closed eye lids. Harry let out a groan and rolled over looking away from the window, conceding defeat he let himself roll out of bed and onto the floor. Harry stood and looked around the room, in this morning sun Harry’s eyes where dazzled by the great orange poster’s all over the walls. The bed next to him was already empty and assuming Ron must already be up he dressed slowly and walked into the landing and slowly walked down the stairs to the small kitchen. Mrs Weasley was at the stove and Ron was talking to Fred and George at the small table.
“Morning dear” said Mrs Weasley “ill bring you some breakfast in a sec”
“Mornin mate” said Ron as Harry sat down next to him.
“Good morning Harry” said George
“”Say’s who” yawned Harry rubbing his head “I feel like I’ve gone a few rounds with mike Tyson”
“Who?” asked Ron looking puzzled?
“No one, doesn’t matter” Harry said rubbing his eyes “it’s too early”
“Early” said Fred “it’s nearly noon Harry!”
“Yep far to early” Harry said
“Harry you do know what day it is?” asked Ron
“Um Wednesday” said Harry stupidly tucking into his bacon and egg’s “that’s good! Thanks Mrs Weasley”
“Well yeah but that’s not what I meant, we get our OWL results today mate” said Ron looking petrified by the very thought of it.
“What!” Harry choked on a piece of bacon.
“OWL’s! You know those big nasty tests we took at the end of last year” said Ron sarcastically.
“They come today?” Harry stammered
“Yep donno when though all I know is they come today” said Ron “O yeah and Hermione’s coming around at about 2 so we can all open are’s at the same time.
“Um OK then” said Harry returning to his breakfast “right”

After the shock of the morning/afternoon Harry quite enjoyed himself. He, Ron and the twins went up to the little orchard on top of the hill to play Quidditch where Fred and George reviled “it’s probably the thing I miss most about Hogwarts”.
At about quarter to 2 they all shouldered there brooms and marched down the hill back to the Burrow to find Hermione sitting on the little table having a cup of tea with Mrs Weasley.
“Alright Mione” said Harry walking up and rustling her hair how “long have you been here”
“Get off” she snapped “not long we saw you walking back so we decided to wait” she said in a more cheerful voice.
“Um hermione2 said Ron slowly “are those what I think they are?” Harry looked at the table and in the middle were three envelopes all written with green ink and swirl and fluent hand righting. “O yes the letters” said Mrs Weasley excitedly “well come on then lets see what you got.”
Harry and Ron shared a nervous glance as Hermione passed round there letters.
“OK all at the same time” said Ron “1…2…3”. Harry pulled out his letter and looked down at it…

Dear Mr Harry James Potter,

We are happy to send you the results of you standard Ordinary Wizarding Levels (OWL’s) which you took at the end of your fifth year. Please also find enclosed a return for to be sent to confirm you reseval of this letter.

Yours sincerely
blagh blagh blagh

Harry pulled out the second piece of parchment and read


Mr Harry James Potter OWL’s

Charms…………………………………………………………………………………O
Transfiguration……………………………………………………………………… E+
Defence against the Dark Arts…………………………………………………………O+
Divination………………………………………………………………………………A
Herbolagy………………………………………………………………………………… E
Care of Magical Creatures……………………………………………………………… O
Potions………………………………………………………………………………………E+
History of Magic……………………………………………………………………………E

Harry read through this twice. Ron on the other side of Hermione passed his letter to Mrs Weasley who smiled and hugged him and stood up.
“So how did you do?” she asked excitedly.
“Well” said Hermione “no more than I hoped for” and she passed the note to Mrs Weasley who examined it and smiled and hugged her from behind
“Harry?” she asked but before he could say anything the letter was ripped out of his hand by Hermione.
“Wow” she said “listen to this charms and Care of Magical Creatures O, Herbolagy and History of Magic E, Divination A, Potions and Transfiguration E+ and Defence against the Dark Arts O (like we didn’t know that said Ron) That’s excellent Harry you can do all your chosen’s subjects for next year”
“Hang on Hermione he got better than you!” said Ron looking from one letter to the other. Hermione flushed and snatched her letter back.

Chapter2-The Forest of Whispers and the door of Wood

Harry was gliding along what looked like miles of fields. All square and neat with hedges around them, some had sheep and cows grazing and some had maize and other cereal. In no time at all Harry had left the pleasant pristine fields and was gliding up the side of a steep hill. As Harry came to the crest and looked down into the valley between two great snow capped mountains. The valley was one great forest ending in a seemingly impenetrable shear cliff face of dark granite at the end. Harry floated down the hill and entered the great forest. The forest was deep and dark and everywhere he saw creatures moving and the dark thick creepers on the floor seamed to sliver around his feet trying to trip him. As Harry advanced through the forest it became darker and colder and Harry had the feeling he was being watched and often though he heard rustles and whispered speech as if someone or something was lurking just outside his field of clouded vision. Only one forest resembled this and that was the forbidden forest at Hogwarts but being in there several times in his last 5 years of Hogwarts and knowing what to expect had erased some of the fear. But this acrid forest was different, the feeling Harry got from the absolute darkness that consumed around him he felt as if light and hope had gone from the world. The feeling was a sort of buzzing in the pit of your stomach and the whistle in your ears as Harry tried to her the sound of nothingness. A chill ran down Harry’s spine as he steeped into a clearing in the forest. In the middle of the clearing was a great mount of earth two stories high with great wood doors that stretched from top to bottom. The doors had runes carved into the wood and huge iron hinges and locks going red with rust. Encircling the locks on both sides of the door was what seamed to be a jagged crescent moon which tips almost touched as the bent round. In the moons bend was what seemed to be a circle and lop sided curved T inside. On the iron lock was a hand print melted into the solid metal. Harry stretched out a hand to place inside the gap, when he touched it the iron was white hot but Harry didn’t remove his hand as light traced the edges of his hand from wrist to thumb and all around to wrist…..

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Chapter3-The Book

Harry jerked back to life by a gentle shake on the shoulder by Mrs Weasley.
“Time to get up Harry” she said with a smile “you’ve got to catch the train” she places a cup of steaming tea on his bedside table and walked over to wake Ron.
After a quick breakfast and a little problem with Croockshanks and the ghoul in the attic Harry, Hermione and the Weasley’s where in the green ministry cars on the way to Kings Cross. They arrived with 20 minutes to go. Harry, Hermione, Ron and Ginny lent against the seemingly solid Barrier between platforms 9 and 10 and slipped through the wall onto platform 9¾. The Hogwarts Express stood gleaming with smoke issuing through its stack waiting for all the student milling around outside saying Goodbye to the parents and friends. They found a compartment about halfway down the train and dumped there trunks and went to say goodbye to Mr and Mrs Weasley. After returning to the train they waved as they sped of and turned round the corner. They all made there way back to there compartment except for Ginny who had been who had been made a Prefect and had to go up to the front.
At about 1 the compartment door slid open and to everyone’s surprise in stepped Professor MgGonnagol.
“Potter a word please” she said inclining her head to the corridor.
“Uh OK professor” said Harry nervously. Out in the corridor Professor MgGonnagol turned to Harry.
“I can only stay for a moment but I have come to deliver you a message” she said looking down on him “when the train arrives at Hogsmeade you are not to wait around with Miss Granger and Mr Weasley you are to get into a carriage on you own. There will be a driver waiting on a carriage that will only open to you, please get in and go as quickly as possible, when you arrive at Hogwarts you are to go straight to professor Dumbledores office and wait for him there. The password is Fizzing Whizbys. Know Potter do you understand?”
“Um yes professor but why do I have to go to prof…” Harry started but was cut of
“That is not for me to say” she snapped “know I must go goodbye2 and with a load CRACK she disapperated. Harry walked back down the isle contemplating what he had just been told. Why did Dumbledore want to see him, he hadn’t done anything had he.
“What was that all about?” asked Ron as soon as Harry had sat down
“Yeah I’ve never seen MgGonnagol on the train” said Hermione
“I’ve got to go and see Dumbledore when we get to Hogwarts” said Harry blankly
“Why?” asked Ron
“No idea but I’ve got to get into sum carriage with a drive” said Harry
“Hum” said Ron “very fishy”
“No it isn’t” said Hermione “he probably just going to tell you he’ll be teaching you Occlumency”
“Hum maybe” thought Harry but if that was the case it could wait till after the feast.

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here's chapter3 continued i hope u like it...

...As Harry stepped out of Hogsmeade station to find the usual carriages pulled by invisible steeds (well invisible to anyone who hasn’t seen someone die). The thestral drawn carriages were lined up along the main road but on the other side of them was a carriage not drawn by thestrals but by huge horses with wings. Harry remembered from the Monster Book of Monsters that they were Abraxan horses. The driver wore a cloak of black and was hooded. The driver clicked his fingers and the door to the carriage opened.
“Well go on then mate” said Ron with a slight push and a questioning look on his face “I wouldn’t want to keep that guy waiting” so Harry stepped forward and put a hand on the handle to the carriage.
“So special Potter gets his own carriage know” shouted a shrew voice over Harry’s shoulder “maybe he’ll get a thrown at the feast as well”. Harry spun around and looked at Malfoy.
“How’s your father Malfoy?” asked Harry. This wiped the smile right of Malfoys face.
“Don’t you talk about my Father Potter” he spat
“O so I guess he’s not out yet then is he, well at least everyone knows what a scum bag he is know” spat Harry putting his hand in his pocket for his wand. Malfoy fired from inside his pocket as Harry pointed at his face.
“IMPEDIMENTA” Malfoy roared. Harry dived to one side and rolled over to retaliate but found his surroundings frozen around him. Malfoy stood looking at the spot Harry had just been Hermione screaming as Ron held her back Crabbe and Goyle either side of Malfoy sneering. Harry looked around bemused until a hand grabbed his shoulder.
“Argh!” shouted Harry and he jumped around and came face to face with the driver of the carriage who was know standing just behind him with a wand tip sticking out of his long robes and cloak. He lowered his hood to reveal a young man of no more than 25 with emerald green hair, black eyes and pale skin. The man stood about a head above Harry which would have made him at least 6½ feet tall.
“We had better go Harry” he said in a deep but still young voice “Dumbledore will be waiting for us” he steered Harry back to the carriage with a hand still on his shoulder and closed the carriage door behind him. Harry looked out the window at the frozen seen which just as suddenly frozen returned to normal as Malfoys curse flew and connected with the ground in a puff of dust. Everyone at the station looked completely confused but then they all returned to normal and started getting into there carriages.
As the carriage came to a rickety stop outside the Castle Harry got out and looked up at the closest thing to home he had. He smiled up at the tall Griffindor Tower.
“Come on Harry” said the driver as he started to walk up the stairs to the huge wood doors that lead to the entrance hall. Harry followed and walked in as the man held the door for him. They walked up to the stone Gargoyles outside Dumbledores office and stopped.
“Pumpkin Pasties” said the man and the gargoyles parted to let them enter the staircase to Dumbledore’s office. The man pushed open the door and Harry steeped into the circular room with book shelf’s and paintings of old headmasters and headmistresses all around the walls. Dumbledore sat at his desk looking on as Harry entered the room.
“Thank you Osmosis” said Dumbledore to the driver who had entered after Harry “I can take it from here” the man inclined his head and left the room. Dumbledore motioned Harry to sit on the chair opposite him which Harry took quickly. After a few moments of quite in which Dumbledore surveyed Harry over his finger tips he spoke.
“So Harry, how has your summer been?” Harry considered this question for a while. His summer had been quite bad to normal standards. His first day back with the Dursley’s he had spent alone in his room thinking. Harry had spent at least a week in his room alone, sitting at his desk looking out the window by day and at night he would sit on the floor away from his bed his hands around his knees. Harry dare not sleep for risk that he would have to relive the night in the department of mysteries in his dreams or of complete fear that he would have another dream that was not true and ending up getting his friends killed. Harry had only written to Ron or Hermione a couple of times just too ashore them he was fine. But after a week alone the Dursley’s had thought he was up to something and would keep coming into his room every now and then on the hope of catching him. But after several nights of aunt petunia waking Harry from a nightmare and asking him why he was on the floor they had assumed that what ever was wrong with Harry he know what was best. Harry had even grabbed his aunt after she had woken him one night and to his surprise she hadn’t drawn back but allowed Harry to hold on. Harry had soon realised what he was doing and realised her to muttered apologies, but before that day Harry had never appreciated that she was his mother’s sister. And the closest thing to family he had.
“OK professor” Harry lied. He didn’t feel like going into his summer right know.
“good” said Dumbledore but he didn’t sound convinced “know as I recall it was your birthday this past month so I have asked you to see me so as I might give it to you” he continued with a slight smile. But Harry wasn’t paying attention, why would Dumbledore call him away from the sorting which was a very important part of Hogwarts just to give him a birthday present. “Well here you are Harry”. Dumbledore handed over a little chest with jewel incrusted lid and gilt hinges and locks. On the lid where five white jewels that where joined to each other by lines which formed a star, these jewels shone with clear brilliants that Harry had never seen. Puzzled Harry looked up at Dumbledore. “I don’t understand sir” Harry said.

“Well Harry that chest was given to me by your mother just after your birth when she was at the order; she said to me “Albus if anything should happen to me will you keep this and give it to Harry. But only give it to him when the cloudy jewels there shine white and as you can see for yourself they shine”. He smiled at Harry as he said this.
“Is there a key sir?” asked Harry still puzzled. So this had been his mothers, he know had his fathers cloak and his mothers chest. But what good was a locked chest when you couldn’t open it
“Lily told me that the chest would recognise you by your touch and that all you needed to do was place a hand on the jewels and it would open……….What” said Dumbledore as Harry’s hand moved towards the star shape. “she also said that you had to open it alone, know that you have you gift I think it is time to return to the feast” and with that he stood up and Harry followed suit “o and I do believe that you wouldn’t want to carry that around all evening” and with that he shrunk the chest with his wand and it was know no bigger than a snuff box. “And there is no point going all the way round the school so we will take the quick route” and with that Dumbledore pulled a book from the shelf behind his desk and the wall just melted away. “Well don’t just stand there Harry we have a feast to attend” and he stepped into the darkness of the passage. Harry followed slowly and found himself looking down a steep passage of stairs that descended out of sight. Dumbledore was already about 10 steps ahead of Harry and was continuing down the stairs.

After about 5 minutes Harry stepped out of the passage and found himself in a small room with a fire place. All around the room were portraits and in one was the fat lady’s friend Violet. That’s when Harry knew he was in the small chamber behind the great hall. Only 2 years ago Harry had been in this room with Victor Krum, Fleur and Cedric. Harry’s stomach lurched as he thought of that night in the cemetery; Cedric was another person Harry had lead into danger and one who had died from it. The same thought sprung into Harry’s mind, “everyone I know or love is in danger. They could all die because of me”. But before Harry could ponder this anymore Dumbledore spoke.
“Harry can I ask you to do something for me” he said turning with one hand on the door handle.
“Um sure Professor” said Harry “what do you want me to do?”
“I know how close you are to Ron and Hermione but please will you not mention anything about the book to them” he said very seriously.
“Why?” Harry asked surprised. Why wouldn’t he want me to tell them?
“Because it could lead them into danger” caught by surprise Harry did a quick double take.
“What?” he asked puzzled
“Just do not mention that book to them” Dumbledore said looking at Harry “know we have a feast to attend come along know Harry” and with that he pushed open the door and a babble of noise burst in. Harry stepped into the Great hall and looked up to the ceiling. It was a dark cloudless night and stars shone throw the enchanted ceiling onto the hall. Harry had emerged behind the staff table and looking across he saw Dumbledore take a seat between MgGonnagol and Snape. He also saw the driver of the couch sitting next to Snape. Harry slowly walked around the staff table and getting a smile from Professor MgGonnagol as he rounded the table. Harry walked back to the Griffindor table which was on the right side. As he walked he got smiles from both Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff tables but every single Slytherine was eyeing him with distaste. As Harry walked past Colin and Denis Creavey who were about half way up the table a pretty girl with dark hair caught his eye on the Ravenclaw table. Cho didn’t smile but went very red in the checks and turned back to her friend Marietta who still had her head in a black balaclava. Harry stifled a smile and sat down between Hermione and Ron.
“Have you seen over there she still has that balaclava on” Harry smiled.
“Yeah I know” smiled Hermione. Harry though of how bad it had been to be talked about and laughed at last year and looking around he saw more people talking about “that girl” than him. Harry suddenly felt sorry for her.
“Come on Hermione what’s the counter curse?” Harry asked looking back to her
“Why?” asked Hermione
“Just tell me” he said.
“Well alright you say Evaporate and point you wand at her head” and with that Harry stood up and started over to the Ravenclaw table but before he could get Evan a step Ron had grabbed his arm.
“What are you doing mate?” he asked “she wanted you expelled you don’t want to help her know”
“Yeah I do Ron” said Harry looking at him “I don’t care what she did to me, that was last year and she looks so sad I’m gona get rid of that Balaclava”.
Ron let go of his arm and Harry walked slowly over to the Ravenclaw table. He tapped Marietta on the shoulder and she turned around to look up at Harry. He pulled out his wand and pointed it at her head. She shrieked and tried to duck away but Harry said “Evaporate” before she could and it caught her just behind the ear. She froze for a second then continued to try and get away. Cho stood up and planted herself between Harry and, Marietta.
“What hell are you doing!” she spat in Harry’s face. Harry was struck by such anger as he wanted to curse her there and then.
“Nothing to do with you, but you can tell her she can take of that balaclava know when she gets out from under the table” and with that he walked over to his eat and sat down. Only then did he realise that every eye in the hall including the staffs where on him. Slowly everyone returned to there conversations and Harry turned back to his food.
“So what did Dumbledore want?” asked Ron halfway throw his steak and kidney pie.
“Just wanted to see how I was since well since last year” Harry lied quickly. He hadn’t forgotten what Dumbledore had said in the chamber of the hall. Harry still didn’t believe that this book could harm and even kill the people he loved but he still didn’t want to risk it especially since what happened in his last year and losing the one person who he could really consider a father, he felt the familiar pang in his heart as his thoughts ran to Sirius who had risked everything to come and save him from the Death Eaters. Harry just sat there next to Ron and Hermione for the rest of the feast not talking much except to keep reassuring Hermione that he was fine because when ever he sat quietly thinking she would intervene in his thoughts by asking what was wrong with him.
Harry’s thought strayed to the small chest no larger then a snuff box which was tightly clasped by his hand in the pocket of his cloak. So he thought to himself this was his mothers he had something of his fathers in the invisibility cloak but he had a smaller memory of his mother than his father. People had always compared him to his father. “You look so much like James” they would say but the only thing he had of his mothers before know where her eyes. The chest felt warm under his fingers and he could feel the smooth white jewels touching his palm.
Just as the food had appeared it disappeared and the hall went quiet waiting for Dumbledore to speak. He slowly stood from his chair and raised his arms wide to the whole hall smiling “So another year! Welcome back to some and to some we extend the hand of friendship and I hope that those older students will be more than happy to help our new members of the Hogwarts family. But before you all return to you comfy beds and warm fires a few messages. Firstly Professor Sinistri will be leaving us at around Christmas. We are happy to tell you all that she will be replaced by Miss Delaquer (“not Fleur” said Ron going slightly red). Secondly I am pleased to introduce our new Defence against the Dark Arts professor” with this Dumbledore extended an arm to his left to indicate the driver of Harry’s couch. “Professor Moriatti will be taking over from Professor Umbridge who I’m sorry to announce is taking a long course of shock spells at St Mungo’s at this precise minute” The corners of his mouth twitched but they still only showed the smallest of emotion. The other members of the staff were not so god at hiding there emotion. Professor MgGonnagol let out a cough which only just covered a laugh and Hagrid’s beard twitched which they know meant he was smiling. “There is also the Forbidden Forest which is out of bounds to all students which some of our older students should remember. The village of Hogsmeade is also out of bounds to any student over 3rd year. Well I believe that is all the necessary messages so to bed you go” and with that the hall broke out into many conversations as everyone made there way into the entrance hall. Harry reached the doors at the same time as Cho and he stood back to let her though after Marietta who had removed her balaclava and was looking like nothing had happened. Cho showed no reaction and to Harry’s surprise he didn’t really care. Harry walked with Ron and Hermione to Griffindor tower were they said there goodnights and split up different stairs to there dorms. Harry sat on his bed with the curtains drawn around his bed so no one could see in. he pulled out the small chest and pointed his wand at it and returned it to his original size. Thinking of what Dumbledore had said he placed a finger on each of the white jewels then his thumb on the last, the jewels glowed with a white brilliance and heated up. Harry could hold no longer and tried to remove his hand but couldn’t remove it form the jewels than as if nothing had happened the chest stopped glowing and with a small click opened. Harry looked at his finger tips where he could see round burns of shiny skin where each of the jewels were on his fingers. He stole away from his fingers to the now open chest. Inside the chest lay a small bundle of cloth neatly folded into a square. Harry picked it up with trembling fingers and pulled of the cloth to reveal a smooth leather bound book with bronze lock and hinges. The book had no name on the front all it had was a small engraving of what looked like a crescent moon with jagged edges and an upside down star in the moons bend. Harry ran a hand over the cover and felt a warm tingling feeling run through his fingers. He opened the book and looked onto the first page. On this page in small smooth curly writing was the limerick……

Open your mind
Whatever’s hidden I will find.
Your deepest darkest fears
I can make disappear.
I am the Guardian of this land
When life and death are poorly manned.
There is nothing to fate
Life is what you create...

Harry pondered this for a while but getting no were he flicked through the rest of the book. It was completely empty except for the last page where it read

...Life is what you create...

And under that right at the bottom of the page read…

Eobidan Sin Xeario Pero Sona

Harry could only wonder about these words before sleep took him and he layed back on his bed….

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Chapter4 – Osmosis Marietta

“So what do you think Snape will say when he sees you in his class?” Hermione asked Harry over her bowl of porridge.
“Donno but it wont be nice I can tell you that” Harry said, he was watching Professor MgGonnagol walk up the Griffindor table giving out time tables.
“So what did you take this year then?” Harry asked her looking around
“Well because I got so good in Arithmacy I’m going to see how far that’ll take me” she replied looking up at the great hall door “there you are Ron were did you disappear to?” Ron walked over and sat down next to Harry.
“Nowhere I just you know got up late” he said putting a kipper on his plate.
“Well MgGonnagol will be here soon so we can see if we got into all the subjects we want” said Hermione
“You know the only problem with getting into the subjects we want meens we have to go with Snape” Ron said with a swig of pumpkin juice. At that moment Professr MgGonnagol walked over to them and started giving out there time table.
“And Potter” she said looking down on him where he sat “I am happy to tell you that you are the Griffindor Quidditch captain so I do hope you carry on our winning strike as captain and seeker” and with that she actually smiled and walked away.
“Nice one mate” smiled Ron “so we need a couple of players this year ah”
“Yeah we’ll have to have some tryouts then,” replied Harry smiling from ear to ear. Harry looked down at his timetable.
“Well we’ll no what Snape say’s soon, I’ve got him second after Defence against the Dark Arts” said Harry his smile fading a little bit from the prospect of having to endure another 2 years with Snape.
“I wonder what Professor Marietta is like?” enquired Hermione
“donno never heard his name before” said Ron looking at his own list of subjects “ill ask Dad but he must be OK if Dumbledore trusts him”
“Well there can’t be many with the name Osmosis Marietta can there” said Harry
“Osmosis is his first name, how do you know that/”asked Ron
“He was the driver who got me from the station and Dumbledore thanked him after I had arrived” Yawned Harry.
“Well we’d better get going then or we’ll miss his lesson” said Hermione form the other side of the table standing up “come on you 2” and with that they left the great hall and made for the 3rd floor.

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but anyway heres chapter4

Chapter4 – Osmosis Marietta

“So what do you think Snape will say when he sees you in his class?” Hermione asked Harry over her bowl of porridge.
“Donno but it wont be nice I can tell you that” Harry said, he was watching Professor MgGonnagol walk up the Griffindor table giving out time tables.
“So what did you take this year then?” Harry asked her looking around
“Well because I got so good in Arithmacy I’m going to see how far that’ll take me” she replied looking up at the great hall door “there you are Ron were did you disappear to?” Ron walked over and sat down next to Harry.
“Nowhere I just you know got up late” he said putting a kipper on his plate.
“Well MgGonnagol will be here soon so we can see if we got into all the subjects we want” said Hermione
“You know the only problem with getting into the subjects we want meens we have to go with Snape” Ron said with a swig of pumpkin juice. At that moment Professr MgGonnagol walked over to them and started giving out there time table.
“And Potter” she said looking down on him where he sat “I am happy to tell you that you are the Griffindor Quidditch captain so I do hope you carry on our winning strike as captain and seeker” and with that she actually smiled and walked away.
“Nice one mate” smiled Ron “so we need a couple of players this year ah”
“Yeah we’ll have to have some tryouts then,” replied Harry smiling from ear to ear. Harry looked down at his timetable.
“Well we’ll no what Snape say’s soon, I’ve got him second after Defence against the Dark Arts” said Harry his smile fading a little bit from the prospect of having to endure another 2 years with Snape.
“I wonder what Professor Marietta is like?” enquired Hermione
“donno never heard his name before” said Ron looking at his own list of subjects “ill ask Dad but he must be OK if Dumbledore trusts him”
“Well there can’t be many with the name Osmosis Marietta can there” said Harry
“Osmosis is his first name, how do you know that/”asked Ron
“He was the driver who got me from the station and Dumbledore thanked him after I had arrived” Yawned Harry.
“Well we’d better get going then or we’ll miss his lesson” said Hermione form the other side of the table standing up “come on you 2” and with that they left the great hall and made for the 3rd floor.

They had only been outside the class room for 5 minutes before Professor Marietta came striding up the corridor towards them. He walked right up to them and through the door before anyone could utter a word.
“Well what are you waiting out there for” came his deep voice from the class room. They all shuffled in and took seats around the class. Harry, Ron and Hermione sat on some chairs on the second row and started pulling out there books of DATDA: What to do when you have to.
“You can pot them away right know” said Professor Marietta from the front of the class pulling a small wooden box from under his desk. “So from what Mad-eye and Remus have told me you can deal with curses and creature then. So I’m here to take you throw advanced Defence against the Dark Arts”
“How do yah think he knows Lupin and Moody?” asked Ron leaning over his desk to Harry.
“donno” replied Harry still looking at Professor Marietta who was looking right at them from the front of the class.
“I know the Mr Potter because we were at Hogwarts together, know will you pay attention. Good know I wont take any messing around in my lesson, everything im going to teach you this year is dangerous magic and anyone I see messing around will leave and never come back” he said all this in one without taking a breath. “Know” he continued in a slightly less imposing voice “you will only need those books for homework. I was told I had to set a book so this is the best one to fit with my course,” with this he picked up a goblet from his desk and drank deeply. A ooze of red liquid that looked nastily like blood ran from the corner of his mouth down his chin. The class gasped and Neville moved his chair back away from the desk. Professor Marietta put down the goblet and liked the blood with his tongue away from his mouth. “So as I was saying the course I will be teaching you…..” but he stopped at the look of the class “what?” he said looking around. Hermione stuck up her hand slowly. “Yes miss” he checked the names list on his desk “Granger I believe”
“Yes sir. Um are you a…” but she was cut of by Professor Marietta
“A vampire” he said looking down at Hermione who nodded “well there’s no point denying it yes I am a vampire and with that in mind I believe we’ll return to the lesson”. They spent the rest of the lesson listening to him tell the class that first they would be looking at the paralysis curse, which used properly could make the poor sole who was hit by it relive his or her most feared and darkest memories or dreams. They would be learning how to combat it during the next lesson.
At the end of the hour Harry, Ron and Hermione walked out of the lesson in silence then all at once the whole class started talking.
“A Vampire”
“Is Dumbledore Mad?”
“A vampire”
“What does he think he’s doing?”
“A vampire”
“well” said Hermione “this is going to be an interesting year I don’t dought”.

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yeah i know ive already posted it i just saw so its chapter5 next sorry

there we go the rit chapter. sorry if its a bit short but the next ones good.

~*Chapter5 – Quidditch Trails*~

Before Harry know he had been back at Hogwarts for a month and a fast approaching Quidditch session. He had decided that he would hold tryouts on the 3rd Wednesday in October to get the new positions filled out. Harry had put up signs on the notice board in the Griffindor common room giving details of those who wished to try.
Harry and Ron stepped out into the cool air of the stadium at 5 that Wednesday a group of uncertain looking students milling about under the goal hoops at one end. All of them ranged form 2nd (first years weren’t allowed to tryout) to 7th years all in black robes and looking optimistic. Harry felt himself realise a breath he didn’t know he held. After all that had happened last year Harry had started to believe he would never stand were he was know again. Harry stopped in the middle of the pitch looking around. Ron knowing he wanted to stay there started over to the group on the far side.

Harry watched as Ron made his way over to the students on the other end. Harry looked up at the high stand and great hoops remembering all of the great victories he had had here. How three years ago he had seen Sirius on the stands in his animagus form. Harry breathed in the cold air and wondered to himself how he had survived almost a year without this. His muse was interrupted by the voice of a 3rd year standing over by Ron.
“What’s he doing?” he asked Ron looking confused
“Getting reacquainted” said Ron with a smile “he hasn’t been on the pitch for a while you know”
Harry looked away from the group and up at the great hoops and whispered “its good to be back” and turned and started walking to the group.
After a talk about how they were going to do the tryouts he organised them into a line and took there names and positions down on by one.
“Name” said Harry not looking up from his clip board “position”
“Ginny Weasley, Chaser” Harry’s head shot up to see Ginny with broom over shoulder smiling.
“Gin” smiled Harry “I didn’t think you would be here”
“Well I did say I would tryout last year didn’t I”.
“yeah well anyway” said Harry looking back to the group “we’ve got all your names down and you all know what to do so get going” and with that they all shot up in the air Ron leading the pack. Harry walked over to the wooden crate by the centre of the pitch and gave it a sharp kick. The lid flew back and 3 balls shot out (no need for the Snitch).He couldn’t wait anymore. Harry pulled round his firebolt and with a sharp push of he was strait up into the air. Harry smiled as he hadn’t for a long time as he shot strait for a up into the air missing a seventh year girl who jumped as he fired past her only inches away. He turned round and looked down at the rest of the players some 50 feet below him,

“So” said Ron an hour later “what did you think?”
“Donno but Ginny getting past you was pretty good” Harry said with a smile. Ginny had made Ron go the wrong way and placed the quaffle in the middle hoop. “The look one your face was priceless, I should have had a camera it was a proper you’ve been frame moment”
“A what?” asked Ron looking confused “what do you mean framed”
“Don’t worry” laughed Harry at Ron’s puzzlement “don’t worry lets just get back to Griffindor tower.

wicked story!!!
A Vampire well now hogwarts has seen it all. werewolves, death eaters in disguise, evil ministry women. i love this

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thanks for all you replys and sorrys its taken so long ive been ill so havn't had much time to write.

here's chapter6 so have fun

~*Chapter6 – Griffindor vs Slytherin*~

Harry looked down at the piece of parchment in his hand, the results from the tryouts and the lucky few who were picked. He looked back round the common room at Ron sitting next to Hermione who nodded encouragingly to him. Harry turned around to the notice board and pinned the piece of parchment to it and stood back. He read the notice one more time making sure they had al the right names.

The Griffindor House Quidditch Team

Keeper – Ronald Weasley (6th year)
Chasers – Steven Corry (3rd year)
Lyra Matthews (4th year)
Ginny Weasley (5th year)
Beaters – Gregory Paul (4th year)
James Parish (5th year)
Seeker – Harry Potter © (6th year)

We apologise to all those who came to the tryout session and were not selected.

Thank you
Harry J Potter (Captain)

Well thought Harry, that’s the best team I could make and with that he turned round and walked over to Ron and Hermione and fell into a seat.
“Well it’s done know” said Harry “do you think we put all the right people in?”
“Yeah mate” replied Ron looking over his Herbology book “stop worrying that’s the best team you could put together and I think its gona be a good one”
“You know I think your right, where’s that potions essay?” asked Harry leaning over the small table and moving piles of parchment out of the way.

The Griffindor Slytherin match was this coming Sunday and with only three training sessions with the new Griffindor team Harry was beginning to worry.
“I donno about this” Harry told Ron and Hermione on the Thursday before the match “no ones nearly up to scratch as I thought”
“Harry you’ll be fine” said Hermione making hers and Harry’s quills fence in mid air “How many times have you beat Malfoy over the past 6 years?”
“Well every time” said Harry watching chips of his quill fly through the air from a vicious uppercut from Hermione’s “but that was with wood as captain and an experienced team, all we’ve had is three training sessions.
“look just don’t worry about it mate” said Ron coming back from talking to Pavati and Lavender who for some reason were giggling in the corner “you said it your self that you couldn’t have put together a better team and I agree with you, theres no point worrying about it now the match is only two days away”.
“Yeah maybe your right” said Harry looking over at Lavender and Pavati ho were looking over at himself, Ron and Hermione “Ron what was all that about?”
“All what about?” asked Ron looking for his astronomy chart.
“That” said Harry nodding over to the corner.
“O that, nothing mate they just wanted to know if you’ve got a girlfriend” said Ron still looking for his chart.
“Why did they want to know that?” asked Harry looking over at Lavender who waved and started giggling again and Parvati pushed her in the side and looked away blushing.
“donno mate” said Ron with a smile “I think Pav’s has got the hots for you”
“A” chocked Harry “why would she be after me”
“O Harry you are so naive” said Hermione not looking away from her astronomy essay “most of the girls in this year are after you and a lot from different years are to”.
“Na” said Harry “if they do why hasn’t any them asked me out?” asked Harry looking over at her. It was true he did get a lot of attention from the opposite sex but as far as he knew it was only because he was famous.
“Because its you isn’t it, the great Harry Potter the boy who lived there all too afraid to ask you” she said now looking up at him.
“Well why are they afraid of me I’m not exactly a blast-ended-skrewt am I” he said looking for support from Ron who had so far not added to the conversation.
“Don’t look at me mate I agree with Hermione” he said shifting agitatedly in his seat.

Harry woke up early on the day of the match shifting in his sleep. Conceding defeat that he wouldn’t get any sleep he got out of bed and got dressed. He walked over to Ron and lent next to.
“WAKE UP” he yelled in his ear causing Ron to jump and fall out of bed. Laughing Harry leaned against his bed watching Ron struggle with his sheets.
“That was so not funny” said Ron pushing his sheets away and standing up 2what time is it?”
“Donno hang on” said Harry walking over to his bed and putting on his watch “almost 8”
“What times the match?” said Ron starting to get dressed
“11 so weave got 2 hours to kill” said Harry looking out the window “its gona be a good match not very much wind and the ground looks hard so we’ll have a good kick off”
“Right” yawned Ron who Harry could tell wasn’t paying attention “what can we do for 2 hours?”
“Donno annoy Hermione” said Harry with a grin
“Yeah but she might not be up yet and we can’t go into the girls dorm can we” said Ron. He remembered in there 5th year Ron had tried to get up the stair and had slid back down unable to make the 5th step.
“Na she’ll be up you know her probably studying for some test” said Harry making his way to the door “come on Ron”.
They exited the dormitory to find the common room swarming with students all looking forward to the upcoming match. Hermione was sitting in her usual armchair reading. Harry put a finger to his lips to indicate to Ron not to say a word as he creped up behind her. Harry stuck a hand over the back of the chair and waved it in front of her eyes.
“Harry what are you doing” she said with a smile.
“How did you know it was me?” asked Harry moving around and sitting on an armchair to her right. Ron sitting on the left one.
“Well you’re the only one with that scar on your hand” Said Hermione pointing at Harry’s right hand “so it as kinda obvious who it was”.
“O” said Harry looking at his hand. He had cut it out deeply during the summer after a particularly bad dream about his parents and Harry had woken up and tried to open the window but putting his hand through it instead. “yeah I forgot about that”.
“We’ll see you later Mione” said Harry as the said goodbye to her outside the changing room. She waved and turned round to go and find a good seat in the stands. Harry and Ron walked into the changing rooms to find the rest of the team all sitting down stony faced. Ginny was the only one who looked at all carm and was talking to James who looked as though he was going to be sick.
“What’s the matter with you lot?” asked Ron stepping in after Harry and looking round at all the white faces.
“Don’t worry guys” said Harry walking over to his robes and starting to change. He knows what they were all feeling as he had felt the same in his first game as seeker. “You’ll be fine, once your out there it’s just about having some fun and kicking some Slytherin A$$”. They all changed in silence and waited for 11 to come. Harry wasn’t a speech kinda person but he felt he had to as captain so he stood up and looked around at them all.
“What’s going to happen when where out there?......” he asked but without a reply he carried on “were gona win and not just that were going to wipe the smirks of Malfoy and those Slytherin’s faces, am I right?” he said more confidently than he thought possible. A murmer of agreement went round the room. “What was that? I said am I right”. A much louder murmur except for Ron and Ginny who shouted “Yeah”
“Come on guys” Harry said looking round at the people around him “are you or aren’t you on the team. I couldn’t have picked a better team if I had all the players in the world. If you lot don’t agree then why would I have put you on the team, I’ve only ever lost 1 Quidditch match and I know that that I wont lose anther not today and not as long as I play. And do you know why I wont lose a match, well do you…its not because of me or because I’ve bribed the ref” the group laughed “but because I’ve got the best Quidditch team that I could ever have. So lets go out there and prove me right let’s go whip some Slytherin butt” and with that Harry picked up his broom and walked out of the changing room with the team closely behind him. Harry led them out onto the pitch to loud cheers from 3 quarters of the stadium. The Slytherine’s were already there in green waiting at the halfway point with madam Hooch.
“And here are the Griffindor’s” came the voice of Colin Creevey who had taken over Lee Jordan’s commentating duties after he had left. “Weasley, Weasley, Corry, Matthews, Paul, Parish and Potter. Newly reinstated seeker of Griffindor and this years Captain Potter seems to have pot together a new team without very mush troulble….” Harry reached the middle of the field where Malfoy was standing in his green robes.
“Potter” he sneered not smiling.
“Malfoy” spat Harry in return.
“Potter, Malfoy shake hand” said Madam Hooch who seemed to be keeping an extra close eye on the pair “now” she repeated. Reluctantly Harry extended his hand as did Draco and they shock hands for no more than a second before letting go. Harry wiped his hand on his robes knowing it would infuriate Malfoy. Malfoy watched as Harry wiped his hand down his robes as if wiping of something nasty. Before Harry know what had happened Malfoy had thrown himself at Harry knocking him to the ground. Harry was already close to breaking point over anticipation of his team and he snapped. Malfoy was lifted of his feet by Harry who throw him into the air and landed in a heap about three yards away. Before Malfoy had time to stand up Harry was on top of him punching every part of Malfoy he could get.
The dine from the crowd was unbelievable as Harry and Malfoy roiled around on the floor in a ferocious tussle and None of the other teams wanted to go near from fear of injury.
Harry was punching every part of Malfoy he could before he heard a scream of “Impedimenta” and he was thrown to the floor. Harry who was still in a blind rage stood and charged at Malfoy before anyone could hold him down. Malfoy stood up and started to move slowly away from the advancing Harry as he beared down on him. Malfoy had a bleeding nose and lip and the left side of his face was red from Harry’s fist. Malfoy also looked scared more scared than Harry had ever seen him. It brought a smile to Harry’s face as he slowly closed in on Malfoy who started to run to the side of the pitch. Harry tore after him. A scream of a spell cut across the air and Harry felt as the Impedimenta jinx hit him but instead of throwing him of his feet it just rebounded of back at its originator. Harry tore out of the stadium after Malfoy but as he rounded the entrance to the stadium he felt a hand on his shoulder and he stopped to see Dumbledore standing behind him with a hand on his shoulder.
“I believe you should come back with me Harry” he said with his usual benign smile “I think Professor MgGonnagol wants a word with you”

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