Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction ❯ For Your Future ❯ Chapter 3 ( Chapter 3 )

I don't own Harry Potter or any of the characters whom are recognizable: Ron, Harry, Hermione, Voldemort, etc. I do, however, own the Reins and those characters. Plagiarism is horrible, so please don't attempt it! Thanks!

 

 

Chapter 3

 

Harry was shocked to see the building that they were going to be staying in for the next couple of weeks. In fact saying that he was shocked was an understatement to what Ron told him to do so that they, they being the people in charge of the insane, knew that he was who he said he was. He was to act as if he himself were insane. How he was to do this he had no idea. He figured that he would just follow the Weasley's lead in this matter.

 

They reached the front door of the building and they stopped just as they got there. Harry was about to knock when the door just suddenly opened up to admit them to the front hallway. Harry just schooled his features so that he looked like he wasn't surprised at the sudden opening of the door. In fact he thought that he might as well just not act as if he was even conscious even though he was. He had no idea where these thoughts came to him and when he felt Ron's elbow dig sharply into his ribs he came to and screamed like he was mad. On the inside he was flushing like mad. That was totally embarrassing, especially because it was all high pitched just like a girl's.

 

He heard people laughing and his body chose to react again. He screamed and ran to a corner where he balled himself up and started crying saying stop laughing clowns and that they shouldn't hurt him. He heard even more laughing and when a hand came down upon his shoulder he screamed like a girl again, much to his mortification. He just kept on screaming and crying until suddenly the spell that seemed to have control over his body left him and he fixed his features into indifference and left the tears trailing on his face. When someone brushed them away gently he flinched. Harry heard a gentle voice speaking to him as if he were a young child, crooning to him that everything was just fine and to not pay attention to those mean and nasty boys that were in the room. Harry felt strangely comforted by this gentle voice by was left unsettled when the voice changed into the masculine timbers of his best friend's voice.

 

“Harry? Harry! Come on and snap out of it mate!”

 

Harry blinked and everything came into focus. He saw that he wasn't in the front hallway or even on the same level of the house that they had been on. In fact they were standing in front of an old oak door that looked as if it were very heavy.

 

“Sorry Ron, what did you say?” Harry asked.

 

“Just trying to get your attention mate and just to let you know that it is time for dinner now Harry.”

 

“Oh, thanks Ron.” Ron shrugged and opened the door that opened up to a room that looked a lot like the Great Hall of Hogwarts with the exception of the fact that there were dozens and dozens of tables instead of five long tables. Harry immediately spotted all of the Weasley's and took off to their rather large table. Ron followed after Harry to the table and sat down next to his father and Harry.

 

“Good afternoon Harry,” greeted Mrs. Weasley. “How was the trip? Arthur told me that you slept for almost the entire ride!”

 

“Well Mrs. Weasley I did sleep for most of the drive. I really haven't gotten a good night of sleep since the school year nor did I ever get a good meal. All this food in front of me simply looks like another piece of heaven.” Everyone at the table looked at Harry, concerned for his health and wellbeing. Harry, seeing the looks that were being shot in his direction, spoke up again. “Oh come off it! I had more food this summer at the Dursley's than so many other years this year, I never have to go back, and it is survival training of sorts! I mean out there in the `wild' I'll call it you need to ration food when any and all magic will alert others to your presence. Now tell me do you want any Dorky Elephants to find you because you had used up all of your food and you had to use magic to conjure up some? I know I wouldn't!” Harry bit into the slice of beef that had been put in front of him to prove a point. Ginny looked as if she had been thinking for a bit when she blurted out a question.

 

“Harry, what are Dorky Elephants exactly?”

 

“D.E., Death Eaters Ginny that is all.” Everyone at the table, besides Harry shuddered at the thought of the Dark Lord's servants. Harry didn't though. He had had too many encounters with them to really be frightened by them. Harry just, for some reason, had to resist the urge to roll his eyes. He frowned at this and was glad when the topic of the conversation moved away from that particular dark topic. Harry started eating what was on his plate mechanically and didn't even notice when it was time to leave and go to his and Ron's rooms until Ron had out his hand on Harry and scared his socks off.

 

Ron led Harry out of the eating hall and into a side `cavern' that was at least 20 stories high filled with stairs that moved as escalators do. Harry took note of the way to the room; up 6 stories, onto the platform and into the hallway, turn left, six doors on the right. Ron spoke the password `Chudley Cannons' and opened the doorway for Harry to go through first. Harry simply said that he was tired and went in.

 

Harry didn't even look around the new room that he and Ron were to stay in for the rest of the summer before he fell onto the bed and almost immediately went to sleep.

 

~~~~Hello there dearest.

 

Author's note:

 

OMG! I am sooooooo sorry that I haven't written in such a long time but I had a serious writers block and then when track season started I got planter fassiatis (?). It has to do with the ligaments on the arch of your foot and on the Achilles tendon. Very painful to say the least! As always I expect honesty from my readers even if it is the plain awful truth and you just tell me how much my work sucks.

 

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