Fan Fiction ❯ Harry Potter and The Black Dreams ❯ chapter 5 ( Chapter 5 )

Chapter five: Artemist and gryfindor fire

After a few weeks at Howarts there was already piles of homework. He hated the new Defence against the Dark Arts Teacher. During his second week he began to focuss on his Quidditchi team. As always be was Seeker and captain. He found his team after two days. Artemist, Ron, Ginny and the other people who made it last year were on the team this year. Harry rode a FireBolt and it was second fastest in the world. The new broom this year was called Wild Fire. It was the new fastest broom in the world. Harry had ordered new brooms for his team without them knowing. Our first practice is tomorrow and I have a special treat! Harry pulled out an old model brooms from a few years ago. The Nimbus 2001 for is team. "I got what they had avauable. All the new brooms are booked." said Harry as he gave them to his team. They all stared at their brooms with a stunned look on their faces. "While were here why dont you try them out?" said Harry. Everyone took off and it was a sight he hadnt seen his team since they won the Quidditchi cup a few years in a row. Artemist was flying around enjoying everymoment. Is she really suppose to kill me? She doesnt seem evil like her dad and now that I think about it Voldemort had a beautiful girlfriend back before he was evil and maybe thats her mom there was a time Tom Riddle wasn't evil.....or at least innocent.

That night after Harry patroled the castle and told off some silitherins to go to their common room. He returned to his own common room and notice everyone except Artemist was in bed. She was talking to someone. "father I got a nimbus 2001 today!" said Artemist in a quiet yet excited voice. "Where did you get a broom like that?" came a hissing noise. "H...H..Harry Potter......I made the Quiddichi team this year...he bought everyone this broom...."she whispered looking around. Harry hide behind the couch that she was sitting on. "You are to kill Potter remember or do you not? said Voldemort's hissing voice."Yes...I remember....when should I do it? I mean I have a plan and your deatheater you sent for a teacher is going to help me...." she muttered. "Talk to him and he'll help you. This week you better kill him. The sooner its done the sooner you'll see your mom and I will be free to take my rightfil place as the dark lord and we'll be famous together..." came his chilling voice. "yes father" she muttered as her dad's head disappeared from the fire.