Shadow Phoenix | By : CainBlack Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 107517 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 4 |
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After they exited the train, Harry, Ginny, Neville and Luna took their and the luggage of their Prefect-friends towards the carriages. Harry could see the creatures that pulled the carriages looked like starved horses with wings and very sharp teeth. He wondered where he had read about them and why he hadn't seen them before. Ron and Hermione joined them after they took care of the first years.
Once they were in the great hall, sitting at their house table, they waited until the first years were led into the hall. The Sorting Hat had sung the song he had created for that year's sorting, (with advice of standing strong as one school and not each house against the others,) the sorting began.
Harry carefully memorised each new students face, name and house, whichever it was. After the sorting and the following feast were over, Dumbledore began his speech, introducing the teachers and the most important school rules. (Reintroducing them, to those who had a habit of ignoring them.)
He was however interrupted by the new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher and Under Secretary of Fudge, Dolores Umbridge, whose speech could be summarised into: 'The ministry will interfere at Hogwarts!'
Of course there were so many meaningless sentences, that barely a student paid any attention to her.
After sporadic applause, Dumbledore continued his speech regaining the attention of the students within a moment. After his speech, the students and teacher applauded long and heartfelt.
Once they were dismissed, Harry hurried to the Gryffindor common room using a lot of concealed short cuts to get there ahead of nearly everyone else. In front of the portrait of the Fat Lady however, he realised that he had forgotten to ask Hermione or Ron, what the password to the common room was.
He was lucky though, because Neville came running behind him (he must have followed Harry through the short cuts) and was for once able to remember the password. (It was the name of a rare plant and Herbology was one of Neville’s strongest subjects).
Soon after they got up into their dorm, Dean Thomas and Seamus Finnigan came into the dorm and started to put up posters and pictures on the wall beside their beds.
“Hey, Harry.” Dean said. “Good holiday?”
“Not bad.” Harry answered. “You?”
“Better than Seamus' anyway.”
“Why? What happened?” Neville asked.
“My mum didn't want me to come back.” Seamus said.
“Why?”
“Because of, well... Harry and Dumbledore.”
“She's a Prophet believer then?” Harry asked. Seamus simply gave a nod. Harry sighed.
“You... What happened really that night?” Seamus finally asked. Harry thought about what to do for a moment.
“Wait a moment.” he finally said, opening his trunk and stepping in.
It was half a second, till his room mates gave in to their curiosity and looked into the trunk. All they saw was the throne in a big dungeon room and several doors behind it, one of them opened. Harry exited the open door, holding an empty pensive. He gestured for them to come to him, when he sat onto the throne, putting the pensive on the small table beside him.
“What's this?” Neville asked.
“And why do you have a throne in here?” Dean wanted to know.
“This is a pensive. I can put memories into it. Of course, only copies of memories. The throne is an old artefact. It enables whoever sits on it to deeply meditate. I'm lucky to have found something like this. I only need half the time to meditate as I needed to sleep and am able to do without sleep. Now back to the pensive.”
Harry touched his temple with the tip of his wand, concentrated on the memory as well as a spell, and pulled it away. A thin glittering string of silver seemed to be attached to the wand, pulled out of his head. He put it into the pensive, where it looked like some silver liquid.
“If you want to know what happened that night, touch the memory.” Harry said. The three boys pulled their wands.
“Not with your wands. You need to touch it with your skin.” Neville was the first to collect enough courage to touch the silver liquid.
He was pulled in and the picture of Harry, Cedric and Neville moments before the two champions touched the Goblet of Fire within the maze appeared on the surface of the liquid.
“Go ahead.” Harry invited them.
Seamus and Dean took both a deep breath before touching the liquid with their index fingers, and were pulled in. Harry watched the three boys relive the nightmare he had survived. Finally, after the memory brought them back to Hogwarts via portkey the memory ended, it was over, and they were thrown out of the pensive again.
Neville was silently shedding tears, Seamus still shivered, staring in front of him in complete horror and Dean also seemed battered by the emotional impact of Harry's memory, but was composed enough to stand up and speak.
“I... I don't know what to say. It was horrible, what you've been through. I can't imagine how much our disbelieving must have hurt you. I'm very grateful you've shared this memory with us, though a great part of me wishes you didn't.”
Harry looked at him, than Neville and finally Seamus.
“I think you'll soon realise, why I prefer meditating to sleeping.” Harry informed him dryly, caressing the wood of his throne.
“Ah... Yes, I think so, too.” Dean murmured..
“I'll show this memory to everybody, who wants to see it, but seeing Neville and Seamus' reactions I don't think there will be too many.” Harry decided and with a flick of his wand a glass case appeared on the other side of his throne.
He took pensive from the table, put it into the showcase and locked it with a bunch of charms to make sure he was the only one to be able to open it and the glass was unbreakable. Neville was still weeping, but regained enough composure to stand up.
“T-t-thanks H-Harry.” he managed to say, before he helped Dean to drag Seamus out, who was still unable to respond.
Harry took a deep breath. He was sorry for Seamus, but he had asked him what happened. Harry knew he wouldn't have been able to believe him, if he had just told him. Now the three of them knew.
As soon as Dean and Neville spread what he had shown them and how, others would want to know. Gryffindors were brave. That's why they were chosen into this House.
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