Miss Weasley: Hello Katie, Thank you so much for commenting.

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Connnie!

It's a chapter full of love in all of it's glory! I loved the way you had Ginny slip-up while she was defending Harry. I love to see a red-head blush! The love relationship between Arthur and Molly is one of such strength, you can just feel it, and the relationship rekindling between Tom and Harry, although Harry doesn't know it, is heart rendering! Don't get me started on Ron and Hermione! Someone needs to hit that boy over the head!

Sigh... will Harry eventually learn about Tom's impotance in his past... I can't wait for the next chapter Connie. I'm hooked. Well done!

Katie

Umm, 2 n's in my name is sufficient. Ain't love grand? Ginny's slip up was cute. I love young love when they're so wrapped up in their feelings they don't know what's going on around them half the time. Mr. Weasley does wear the pants in the family. He just lets Molly blow off steam so she can deal with all her worries she takes upon herself. I did keep wanting to let Harry to learn who Crookshanks is, but wanted to keep to the story original line. Will they get to rekindle their relationship? I'm sorry, but you'll have to wait to find out. I think someone did hit Ron over the head. I think he's starting to realize he's thinking of Hermione more than normal, and it's been a hard blow. Confused, but still able to get angry over things. Maybe to get rid of the feelings he's getting for Hermione. Thank you Katie.

To all my readers who couldn't comment I'm glad you are still reading. I hope you enjoy tonights chapter. And next weeks chapter 23, "Harry Meets The Dementors" will be posted Thurs. or Fri.


CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

Promise Not To Do What!

The next morning was total chaos! Percy was upset because his Prefects Badge was missing. He seemed to think he needed to interrogate everyone, instead of getting ready to go. Hermione and Ginny stayed up to late talking and giggling about love interests. They were moving along much to slow for Mrs. Weasley’s way of thinking. The twins were busy playing a joke on the cute chambers maid. It’s best not to be anywhere near their target area until after the joke. Ron was still upset about Hermione being upset with him, and yet going on as if nothing was wrong, but to glare at him when they made eye contact.

“If only she hadn’t bought that monster. Why does she act as though nothing happened?” He asked him, as he watched her.

“Ron,” he said distracted by seeing Mr. Weasley looking at him nervously. “Who knows the fathoms of women’s emotions, or the way their minds work? It’s just best not to dwell on those things. It’s impossible to reason out and you’ll go bonkers trying. So, you know, forget it and move on.” Harry was starting to go over to talk to Mr. Weasley when Ron spoke again.

“Yeah, all right. Wow, Harry that was bloody brilliant! Who said that?

“What? Oh, I think it was me.” He started walking away his eyes on Mr. Weasley.

“But, how do you know that stuff? It just rolls off your tongue.”

Harry took a deep breath and gave Ron his undivided attention. “Ron, it’s just the way they’re made. It’s part of their code. It’s in our code to be baffled over the way they are. Seeing us struggle makes them feel better about things that make them unhappy.

“But how do you know this stuff, are you taking some kind of special correspondence course in, Women 101?”

“Look mate, growing up with the Dursley’s, I wasn’t ever allowed to ask questions about anything. I spent all my time observing to get my answers. My Aunt Petunia was a spectacular study. She always cried over this one rose bush. I told her, “It’s just a plant! If it makes you so unhappy, chuck it out.” She turned on me with such hate I thought that maybe she was going to chuck me out the door! Then she said my name, (which I don’t think I’ve ever heard any of them use) took my finger and pricked it on a thorn. That made me angry and I was going to chuck the thing myself, but then it started getting all these flowers all over it. They were beautiful. I felt all warm and happy for some reason. My Aunt smiled, and though tears streamed down her face, she was happy. I figure somehow my Aunt got the bush and it had been enchanted with magic, and my blood, because I’m a wizard, caused it to bloom, even though it was out of season for it. All through the regular season for it, she took care of it. Then when it was the non-blooming season, she had me take care of it.”

“How does she get by when you’re at school?” Ron asked all envloved with the story.

“She doesn’t have it anymore. Uncle Vernon saw me tending to it once and saw the flowers blooming. He said, “I will not put up with your weirdness, trying to get your Aunt brain washed.” While he was choking me to death, the trash truck stopped to get the trash; he threw me to the floor, then grabbed the plant and pitched it in the truck. Although Aunt Petunia was depressed over loosing the plant, she was furious with Uncle Vernon and she reveled in how confused he was, and how he cowered around her from then on. See the point I was trying to make was, she wasn’t happy, until he became confused and cowered to her. The plant by this time had nothing to do with the way she treated him. Her anger abated when she became happy with his guilt and confusion.

So, anyway, let Hermionie revel in her glory, even though it’s at your expense. You are strong enough to stand under it until she tires of it, and misses your friendship. Let her see you do something nice for Crookshanks, it’ll speed up the process.” He patted Ron on the shoulder, and then went over to Mr. Weasley.

“Arthur, would you please go get the twins! Up there laughing and carrying on as if there’s not a thing in the world needing done today!"

"Yes dear, but, I need a word with Harry first.”

“Oh well, not to worry, we have all the time in the world, and I’ll get them myself.” She warned matter of factly, and started towards the stairs.

“I’ll get them dear“, he said wistfully looking at Harry, and going to the steps.

“And make them give Percy his badge!”

“Yes dear.”

“Where is Ron running off to?” she asked Harry with her hands in the air.

He swung around in time to see the heel of Ron’s foot going out the door. “I don’t, err he didn’t say anything about-”

“GIRLS WHAT ARE YOU DOING?” She shouted at them even though they were sitting right there at the table eating, and enjoying a quiet sly conversation between just the two of them.

“Easy Mum, we’re all packed and our trunks are there by the door. We’re just finishing our breakfast.” Ginny answered with a sweet smile to calm her mom.

“And I was going to just carry on Crookshanks because I can’t bear putting him in that cage. He’s way too big for it.” Hermione explained quickly, hoping she wasn’t in trouble.

“Harry, dear?”

“My things are ready and at the door, and so is Ron’s he added calmly.”

In just a matter of minutes, Ron came in and put the skids on, sliding over to Hermione. “Here Hermione, I noticed the cage they gave you to keep Crookshanks in was too small for him. I can see why you don’t want to keep him in it. I got this big one for him, so you can carry him to the train and he’ll be more comfortable and everything. Not that I expect you to keep him in it, just to carry him in while we go to the train, I mean,” he stopped. She was smiling at him. He shook his head, red in the face. “You do enjoy this, don’t you?”

“Thank you Ron, it was very thoughtful of you to get this.” She was warm and the smile she had on her face this time was genuine.

Ron walked over to Harry grinning and giving him the thumbs up, so only he seen it. “Bloody brilliant, you really know your stuff.” He said quietly.

Now everyone was finally at the station getting ready to board the train. There wasn’t any sandwhiches made from home to hand out, but small handfuls of change for the trolly, and hugs and kisses.

Mr.Weasley put his hand on Harry’s shoulder. “Wonder if I might have a word with you Harry.”

“Yes, of course.”

Crookshanks dropped back to listen, and pretended to be visiting with a near-by tabby cat.

Mr. Weasley rubbed his chin and wondered how to begin. Molly was right in the fact that this would scare Harry awfully bad. Still, he needed to know.

“It’s ok Mr. Weasley, you don’t have to tell me about Mr. Black, I already know. I felt like a walk last night and when I was passing your room, I heard my name mentioned. It wasn’t hard to hear at all.” He said. “I’m sorry for listening, but I’m not sorry for hearing what I heard. Don’t worry I’m not afraid. I rather guess I knew all along. It’s just a strange feeling.” Harry was happy to see the relief on Mr. Weasley’s face. Mr. Weasley gave him a quick embrace and pounded him on the back. “I’m proud of you son. Now, there’s just one more thing. Promise me you won’t go searching for him.” Harry stared hard at him. “Please Harry! You’ve got to promise me you won’t go searching for him.” He was practically begging.

Harry was still staring hard at him. “I’m sorry Mr. Weasley; I was waiting for a punch line. Now, I know you’re not teasing, but, worse yet, you think I’m, in Ron‘s word mental.” He was tired of people thinking he was mental and he could feel his temper peeking. Seeing the desperation on Mr. Weasley’s face made him feel pity. “Mr. Weasley, have faith in my reasoning skills. Let me tell you how I see things. Vol-- A seriously evil wizard thought by many to be dead, wants me dead. In addition, another wizard powerful enough to escape Azkaban is at this very minute searching for me to kill me. Is my reasoning correct so far?”

“Yes, and thank you for not saying his name.”

“I don’t know what I could have done to evoke the wrath of them, but you can believe me when I say, I have no desire to go searching for either one yet. Not just for me, but for Ron and Hermione’s sake. They wouldn’t let me go by myself. On the other hand, and be honest with me here. Do you actually think that I’m going to run behind Dumbledores robes with my teeth chattering and crying how scared I am, if those evil murderer’s make it into the school? They obviously don’t care about killing innocent people, and the school is full of innocence. Dumbledore won’t be able to hide me. They will kill everyone they can to get to me. If they get in, “he paused and swallowed, “then I have to surrender myself to them. Then they’ll leave quickly to avoid capture. I am not afraid of this happening. I don’t want it to either, but I don’t worry about it. I won’t spend my life worrying about things, and hiding over things I don‘t have any control over. I’m all about trying to find happiness. What I’m terrified about is Dumbldore, and at least some of the other Professors dyeing, trying to protect me. That’s what makes me terrified. No, Mr. Weasley, I will not go looking for anyone who wants to kill me right now, and I will not be the reason for Ron or Hermione getting killed, helping me. However, I will kill Black, and I will kill Voldemort, if I live long enough to figure out how to do it, before they find me. Once I learn how to do it, I will go after them. You can count on it. They killed my family Mr. Weasley, they have it come’en to em, don’t you think?”

Harry kissed the tear on Mr. Weasley’s cheek, as any good son would have done who’s not afraid of his masculinity being in question. Mr. Weasley was left standing there wishing he had the nerve to find those two evil wizards and kill them himself. Then there would be no chance of having this wonderful young man taken away from them who love him dearly.

Connie!

It is just too touching... sigh. I mean the story involving Harry, Mrs. Dursley and the magic rose bush. I'm so glad you've added your own special touches and lessons to Rowling's rather simple storylines.

Kudos!!! This is one of the best passages in the chapter... mind you, being a woman, I don't know if I can whole-heartedly agree with it... After all, we woman are rather easy-going creatures...

I also like how you had Ron butter Hermione up with the larger, roomier cage for Crookshanks. Never mind that it kept the cat away from Scabbers...

... the kiss Harry gave Mr. Weasley, on his tear, completely touched my heart. Why is it considered so wrong for a young man to show true emotion? Or a man for that matter? Congratulations on showing that a man doesn't always have to be all "rough and tumble"! Men have feelings too; they're just afraid to let the world see them! Sorry, I have strong feelings on this subject...

Excellent chapter Connie. I can't wait for the adventures to begin at Hogwarts!

Katie

Hmm...I think this was my favourite chapter. Of course, I think that with every chapter. I wish that Tom would reveal himself to Harry. (I say that but I really don't want you to change your story...You'll have to have Harry explain to Ron the mysteries of how confusing us gals can be...oh wait! You touched on that...) Honestly, great post. Thanks. Waiting for more. P.S. I didn't "blame" the messy room on Guy...he really did it, that and the time with the cat getting shut up in the closet...I didn't do it. That's my story and I'm sticking to it...

hiya it me "tee hee he" love ur chapters keep them comin i will try to keep up love u ur son greenie p.s messy room stephie i mean molly lol

aw! too sweet! but one question...does Harry know about Sirius supposedly being the one to sell out the Potters yet?

oh my goodness!two awesome posts...i loved the last one Connie...really nicely written...and Merlin's Beard! harry does know his stuff about Women......Women 101......waiting for more....

awesome post i love ur writing!! cant wait for more

Ooof, Harry's become rather cynical. He'll learn haha.
Great posts

What a read fic so far!

Miss Weasley: Thanks Katie, I'm so glad you enjoyed the chapter. And as far as man being able to show there soft side. I think they learn when it becomes important to them. Sometimes that doesn't happen till they meet the girl of their dreams. Other wise, they better kiss a frog, and hope for a princess.

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Excellent chapter Connie. I can't wait for the adventures to begin at Hogwarts!

This chapter is where the end of the story is focused on. The whole rest of the story depends on this chapter. There are 45 chapters all told, plus an Epilogue.

Molly W.: Hey Stephie! It's great to see you here.

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That's my story and I'm sticking to it...

You always was a stubborn one! Thank you sweetheart for commenting and saying those sweet things.

Lord Greenie: Hi son, glad you got caught up. Hope you are still enjoying the story. A lot of cute things going to happen in just a short bit. I think you'll enjoy.

Obi-Wan K'Lari: Hey there K'Lari, glad to have you here.

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aw! too sweet! but one question...does Harry know about Sirius supposedly being the one to sell out the Potters yet?

Well, leave it to you to pick up on that. I am writing it as though he does. I don't buy into Ron, and Hermione not telling him. And I don't buy into them two not knowing either. From the moment that Harry defeated Voldemort when he was a baby, everyone knew his story. And although it was few people who knew Peter was the secret keeper, everyone assumed it was Sirius. So why wouldn't it be thought that he betrayed James and Lily? And why wouldn't Ron and Hermione tell him what they assume to be? They tell him everything else. So, I'm saying that Harry doesn't know outright, but he has his theories, and askes questions even if he's bluffing, to get answers. Hope I made since of that for you.

Harita: Thanks for commenting Harita. He,he,he, Harry knows what he thinks is important enough to know. He's more interested in his own problems at the moment to worry about women.

tina6080: Hello Tina! Thank you sweetheart. I think you think too highly of my skills, I'm blessed to have wonderful readers who like my story. Thank you though. (See you in a bit)

Derfel: Hello Owen. Glad to see you!

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Ooof, Harry's become rather cynical. He'll learn haha.
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Thank you Owen, it's like I was telling Harita, I think figuring out women isn't what's important to Harry at the moment, although we know it will matter to him later on. You're absolutly correct in that. Then he finds out he doesn't know about the things that matter.

Droo: Hello Droo! Thank you! Welcome to my FF, and I hope you keep reading. Although I don't know how you find the time. Still I love having you here.

Thank you to all my readers for reading. As always you're welcome to comment good or bad. An announcement to make. Sometime in the future I will need to move this story to the mature vault. There is a rather steamy scene that I don't want young minds exposed to. It isn't anything immoral, just a rather visual scene between two adults. I sent that scene to someone I respect her opinion of, and she said there wasn't anything wrong with it, just maybe I better move it just to be sure. Anyway, hope everyone enjoys tonights chapter, and next weeks chapter 24, "Harry Understands His Real Lifetime Nightmare"


CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE


Harry Meets the Dementors

The trio boarded the train and searched for a compartment. Professor Lupin already occupied the only one they found available. Hermione had pointed out the name on his brief case. They stood looking at the sleeping Professor in awe. Ron finally spoke. “Would ya look at all the cuts on his face? This bloke had a serious squabble with someone."

They entered and sat quietly. When Harry was satisfied that the professor was asleep, he told them what he had overheard from the Weasleys. They spent a good bit of time discussing this when all at once Crookshanks jumped down onto the floor and arched his back, his fur suddenly standing on end. He started hissing, spitting and growling towards the door. He fully extended his claws and made ready to pounce. Hermione tried to grab him, but he evaded her grasp. She asked him what the matter was. Obviously, she felt shaken. Harry drew his wand and stood up reaching for the door.

“Harry, don’t go out there!” Hermione and Ron both pleaded with him at the same time. Before Harry could respond, the train stopped.

“Maybe we’re broke down.” Hermione suggested, Ron nodding his head in agreement.

“I don’t think so,” said Harry watching Crookshanks. “I think we’re being boarded.” It was getting dark and very cold. Harry started to back away from the door, because someone was sliding it open. Ginny ran in and screamed, “Harry!” Ron jumped up, reached across, and pulled her to him. “I’m hear Gin, come ‘er by me and sit down. It’s ok.”

Again, the door slid open. “Harry?” It was Neville. “Come in and sit down Neville.” Hermione said with a very shaky voice. Neville tried to go to the sound of her voice and stepped on Crookshanks paw. Crookshanks yeawed loudly, and wanting to get away before Neville’s other foot came down on him, he ran up the nearest thing to him with his claws still out. Unfortunatly this was Ron’s leg.

Howling in pain, Ron threw Crookshanks off him, and was feeling down his leg to see if he still had a leg. The cat landed on Hermione, and felt her trembling. She held him to her tightly. The compartment air turned icy cold, and a vile putrid stench filled the room. A gripping hopelessness draped over each individual constricting their breath within them.

The door slid open again and a hideous thing glided into the room and went straight for Harry. Nobody could move for the paralyzing fear that gripped them.

They watched helplessly as they watched what was happening to Harry. His face turned gravely white. He pointed his wand at it and a red light came out of his wand. It had no effect on the thing. He started gasping for breath as though he was choking. He had a far away stair in his eyes. As he withered to the floor, his eyes slid to the back of his head.

Crookshanks jumped to the floor and went to Harry biting his robe and trying to pull him away. The putrid mouth on the thing was just over Harry’s when a brilliant light came on. The thing suddenly glided away. Professor Lupin put away his wand, and knelt quickly beside Harry and placed a piece of chocolate between Harry’s teeth and cheek.

“Harry,” he said sternly, but not angry. “Come on snap out of it. You’re all right now.” Almost immediately, Harry sharply drew in a deep breath and started struggling.

“I’ve got to help her,” he said weakly. Tears streamed down his face. “Please he said again, “I’ve got to help her. She needs help!” He cryed out in desperation, “Please, God, Help me get to her!”

“Harry, Harry!” Lupin patted his face.

Harry opened his eyes. Everyone was staring at him. They all had wet eyes, and Hermione and Ginny had their fists full of their hair, and biting their bottom lips. Ron’s fists were doubled and pressed against his temples, and shaking his head. Neville stood there with his mouth dropped wide and staring at Harry.

Crookshanks looked on Harry and feeling his desperation and anguish wished he could help him. He knew what was torturing him and yet there wasn’t anything at the moment he could do to help him. Harry started struggling to get up to his seat. Lupin helped him and shoved more chocolate in his mouth. He gave him the rest of the bar, and told him to eat it all. Then he gave a bar to Ron, and said to divide it with everyone there. “I’m going to go and talk to the conducter. I’ll be back with some more chocolate.

Still speechless they all watched Harry. “Ginny, are you ok. I’m sorry, I tried to help, but nothing worked. I couldn’t do anything. What was happening?” Harry asked.

“What are you talking about?” Hermione finally asked.

“The screaming” Harry replied. “It sounded like,” he looked at Ginny, “someone was being killed. I couldn’t see anything. All I could see was a bright green light.”

“No one was screaming, mate, and there wasn’t any green lights.” he said. He was scared for Harry. Had something affected him in some weird way? He looked at the others to see if they were wondering the same thing.

“I heard her screaming.” Harry said again.

“There wasn’t any screaming.” Hermione reassured him.

Harry looked around. He hated the look he was getting from them, except for Ginny. “No one was screeming, and no bright green lights?” he asked.

“No mate, you passed out. You must have dreamed it.”
Harry looked at them disbelieving. They just stood there shaking their heads. “But did any of you, err, pass out?” he asked awkwardly. They shook their heads no.

“But I felt weird though, like I’d never be happy again.” The others nodded in agreement, as Ron spoke. “Ginny was in a bad way, she was shaking horrible! I was scared something had her. Crookshanks went bonkers and tried pulling you away from that thing that had you.

“Thanks Shanks," he said, and put a weak shaky hand on him to pet him, but smiled a weak smile instead. Even just that little bit of effort took all his strength. For some odd reason, just having his hand resting on Crookshanks gave him comfort though. Crookshanks nudged his hand that had the chocolate in it. “You want some chocolate ’Shanks?” Harry, broke off a piece, and offered it to him.

“NO, he wants you to eat more!” Hermione said quickly.

“What was that thing?” Harry asked, as he put the rest of the chocolate in his mouth. He was feeling annoyed at everyone staring at him, and somewhat embarrassed at having passed out.

“It was a Dementor.” Professor Lupin said, as he came back in. “They guard the prisoners at Azkaban. They’re the reason there aren’t any escapes from Azkaban.”

“Except one,” Harry mumbled. Crookshanks looked at Harry. His face was still very pale, sweat was heavy on his face, neck and arms, and his shirt was drenched. Lupin told them they needed to get into their robes because they were nearly there. He took his brief case and was about to leave. “You ok now Harry?” “Yeah, fine” “All right then. I need to arrange some things.” Then he left.

With the events that just happened and Harry much pre-occupied with thoughts such as, “Who was that poor woman screaming, and what happened to her? Did Voltemort send that Dementor? Why was he the only one effected the way he was, and why did he have to pass out? Why didn’t he ask Professor Lupin to give him more chocolate? He could really use another boost. He pulled his robes out, took off his glasses and pulled the soaking wet shirt off, and mopped up his face, neck, chest and armpits. He was wondering what to do with his shirt when he realized everyone was staring at him. “OH!” He said holding his robe to him. “S’cuse me,” he said, “sorry bout that, I was just thi.”

“Just been undressen, ‘s what you just been doing! Ron said with a little envy in his voice. “Hermione doesn’t need to see ya naked and Ginny already dreams of you twenty-four hours a day every day of the week!”

“Oy!” Ginny abruptly exclaimed, boxed Ron’s ears, and ran out.

“You need to learn some tact Ronald Weasley, so you don’t just spout out the first stupid thing that pea sized brain of yours thinks of! I’m going to change with Ginny.” Hermione said with contempt in her voice.

Neville smiled as he turned away from Ron and Harry, “I need to go to my compartment and change too.”

Ron was totally flabbergasted. “What!” he exclaimed rolling his eyes. “You’re the one undressing in front of the girls, and I’m the one getting hit and yelled at!”

Harry flopped down on the seat. He was using up all the strength he had trying not to laugh at the injustices his friend was feeling.

“AND if you’re going to sit around half-naked then you should, (he yanked down the shades on the door.) At least be private about it!" There had been quite a few girls goggling at Harry. Harry looked at Crookshanks as he jumped up beside him. He winked and jerked his head at Ron and said, “What d’ya think, Shanks, is he being a little thin-skinned?”

Ron rounded on him, about to yell at him. However, seeing Harry still so weak and white, laughed instead. “C’mon, let me help you get this confounded robe on ya, so you don’t pass out from over exertion.”

“Thanks mate, I wish I could just get my strength back.”

“Here mate, I never did divvy this up.”

“Ah, thanks loads, this really does help.” Harry took it, broke it in half and gave Ron half, then ate the half he kept.

Yay Connie!!! Great chapter once again!

Yay Harry and his half naked body! Okay, okay, I know... I go too far! I love how you had Harry thinking it was Ginny who was screaming when the Dementors entered the compartment. This seems to foreshadow the deep relationship that will develop between Harry and Ginny in the future...

Again, I love how you are able to convey Ron's total lack of knowledge as to peoples' feelings and the situations around him. This boy definitely has a lot of growing up to do... mind you, we are talking about Ron!

I loved when you had Harry offer Crookshanks a piece of chocolate... like he was almost human...? The bond between Harry and Tom is really beginning to grow. I wish Tom could just jump-up and say, "Harry... it's me... your childhood buddy!" sigh... Soon, right?

I love the friendship between Ron and Harry. As dim as Ron is, Harry will never have a more loyal friend. Everyone deserves that kind of love.

Great chapter Connie. Keep it up. PAMS,
Katie

Definitely will keep reading it. I'm enjoying it a lot.

Connie!!!

I just read all of your latest posts! The story is getting more interesting by the second! I absolutely love it. I love the warmth and compassion Harry shows toward Crookshanks (despite Ron's attitude), I just love it all. I think you really capture Ron's personality! You have him funny and irksome at all the right parts (I especially loved the Harry half-naked scene ).

Can't wait to read more. Sorry it took so long!

Good One Connie...the dialouges by Ron about Ginny was really funny..poor Ginny...what will she every do of a brother like him......pams when you can...

Great post Mom. I'm glad you're ff included Lupin. Avery's still sick. I'm working this Sat (my weekend off). Guess I shoulda posted these last bits on your wall...but i'm pressed for time. Again...love the story so much!

Welcome to all my readers, as always I hope you enjoy tonights chapter, and all comments are welcome. This chapter is very long, and I hope you stay with me after it's done. Replies are going to be short since the chapter is so long.

Miss Weasley: Hey Katie! Thank you so very much!

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I love how you had Harry thinking it was Ginny who was screaming when the Dementors entered the compartment. This seems to foreshadow the deep relationship that will develop between Harry and Ginny in the future...

You are soo right!

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I wish Tom could just jump-up and say, "Harry... it's me... your childhood buddy!" sigh... Soon, right?

So does Crookshanks. He wants very badly to do just that! But don't look for that to happen. (Anytime soon anyway)

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I love the friendship between Ron and Harry. As dim as Ron is, Harry will never have a more loyal friend. Everyone deserves that kind of love.

Yes, right again. Their relationship is sorely tested in a few more chapters or so.

Droo: Thanks Droo! That means a lot to me. Really, cause I know you are really busy.

Veggie Potter: Hi there Stef! It's good to have you back!

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I just love it all. I think you really capture Ron's personality! You have him funny and irksome at all the right parts (I especially loved the Harry half-naked scene

Thanks Stef. And you never have to say your sorry here. Real life takes priority over SS everytime. Keep your priorities in line. I really like Ron. Next to Harry, he is my favorite character of the kids. It's easy to write him, cause he is really just an uncluttered human boy. I'll say this about Harry being shirtless. It happens again, but not from Harry taking it off. And nothing naughty either!

Harita: Thanks Harita!

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the dialouges by Ron about Ginny was really funny..poor Ginny...what will she every do of a brother like him..

Her sisterly love for him is put to the test later on.

Molly W.: Hello Sweethart. Thanks Stephie It means so much to me that you take the time to read my story. And I know you are very busy. I wish you didn't work so hard, and kiss Avery from Grandma. I hate he is sick.

Next weeks chapter 25 is titled "Slumber Party" It's a lot of fun. See you next Thursday hopefully.


CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

Harry Understands His Real Life Nightmare

Crookshanks was taking pleasure in his good fortune of late. One such good fortune was getting Hermione for his new master. She was very good to him, and in many ways was like Lily. She was extremely smart and levelheaded. She was kind and compassionate, a little short on patience, especially anything to do with Ron, but not too bad.

He was also happy with the fact that he gets to be close to Harry. He has turned out to be such a fine, boy. All those nights James laying his head on Lily’s lap conferring with his son way before he was born must have paid off. He new it would. He only wished James were here to see.

Having Remus here as a Professor could come in handy. He hadn’t paid any attention to Crookshanks and would have to make sure he puts a thought in his mind that he doesn’t know him.

Another good fortune was that Sirius escaped. He needed to start looking for him. He would have to put a strong charm on Dumbledore. He spent too many meetings sitting on his lap and having silent conversations with him to expect a change of fur color to fool him.

He couldn’t have Severus finding out who he is. That woudn’t do well for Crookshanks at all. He remembered making plans to kill Severus, but this would ruin Dumbledores uses for him. He trusts Snape with his life, and Crookshanks knows he’s loyal to him, but Snape, still has his own agenda. He doesn’t know what that agenda is, but it isn’t against the order. Severus really has turned against Voldemort.

The thing that he is extremely happy about is Scabbers being so close. He was there only maybe four feet away from him trembling in Ron’s pocket. He won’t kill him, because he needs Peter alive so they can prove Sirius innocent. His plan is to scare him so badly that one of these days he will try to run to where he thinks he’ll be safe.

They were all in the common room being happy, laughing, and having fun. Harry was quiet, but he was enjoying the fellowship of his friends, his family. He was still a little peaked, but he mainly was just tired and had things on his mind. He watched Ron come over to put another log on the fire.

“Ron, why are you limping? Did you get hurt?” He asked in a concerned way.

Ron looked sheepishly around as if hoping know one heard the question. “I’m alright mate.” He answered quickly.

“Ron, what happened?” Hermione asked as she lifted his robes, saw his uniform slacks ripped, and bloody. “Ron!” She pushed him down in the chair she had been sitting in. She pointed her wand at his leg, and his pants roled up for her. When they were up to his upper thigh, he put his hands around the top of his leg.

“That’s far enough!” he said in an octive higher than his normal voice. Ron was many shades of red, and totally speechless. Crookshanks jumped down from his seat on Harry’s lap and ran to Ron. He put his paw on his leg, and was truly aggrieved at the pain he inflicked. He then jumped up on Ron and nibbled his earlobe. Ginny came over, as she just came in, and sat down on the arm of the chair where Ron was sitting.

“Ron, your leg looks awful. Have you been to see Madam Pomfrey?”

“No, he said beginning to laugh. “O.K., O.K. I forgive you Crookshanks. Please stop.” Crookshanks was still nibbling on Ron’s earlobe.

Crookshanks put a thought in Ginny’s mind to write a note asking for help in the Gryffindor common room, and attach it to him.

“Here Crookshanks, take this to Madam Pomfrey.” She attached a note to his collar. Crookshanks shot out the door after Ginny opened it for him.”

He ran directly up to the Infirmary and went to the new intern, Miss Lissydove. Crookshanks looked around and found the room unoccupied. He was about to take a huge chance. Nevertheless, he needed to. He would not take a chance on anything happening to Ron.

“Hello, “She said stooping to pet Crookshanks and took the note. Someone needs Madam Pomfrey.” She started to rise, but Crookshanks spoke to her.

“Please don’t be frightened, I am a werecat and am no threat to you, or anyone at Hogwarts. Today when the Dementor came aboard the train, I bolted to the nearest thing to escape being stepped on again. The nearest thing unfortunately was Ron’s leg. Ron is a third year in Gryffindor. My claws dug deeply into his leg and it needs tending to. Do you know anything about werecats Lissy?

At the name, she caught her breath, and put her hand over her mouth. “I had a friend who had a werecat. She didn’t know it was though.”

“Yes, I thought you knew what I was. Thank you for not telling anyone. James and you knew, but for you two, Dumbledore, Hagrid, Remus and McGonagall no one else knew.”

“But, Voldemort killed you," she said, "and you were black and gray."

"Yes, well, he did kill me. But, Sirius,”

“You saw him there? Sirius?” Her eyes were tearing up, and her fingers trembled. “I need to know everything please. I saw where he escaped Azkaban. I was working as an R.N. at a Muggle hospital, when a news bulletin came on the news I was watching on my lunch break. I quit my job right then, and came to see Professor Dumbldore and asked for a post here. He was happy to have another Order member nearby and hired me. Today is my first day here.”

“Yes, I’ll tell you all you want, but, we need to tend to Ron. You’ve heard of cat scratch fever?”

“Yes, of course,” she said quizzically.

“Well, Ron is coming down with a severe case of it; we need to get him treated and now.”

On the way to the dormitory, Crookshanks filled her in on how he was Lily’s cat, and how Sirius cleaned him up, wrapped him up in the orange towel, to keep him together and not bleed anymore, and then put him in Harry’s arms to comfort him. He told her he died in Harry’s arms, and came back to life. Crookshanks told her what Sirius did for James and Lily, getting them sent back to Dumbledore to keep the death eaters or the Ministry of Magic from getting them. He went mad with grief, but only in the sense that he wasn’t able to devise a plan of action and acted only on his anger to drive him. He disapparated before I had a chance to talk to him to let me go with him to capture Peter Petigrew.

“Why would you want to? Oh. Then it was it Peter who betrayed them.” she said. Lissy stopped and wept right there. “I knew Sirius was innocent. I also knew that if he could escape he would come here to see Harry. Oh, Tom, I’m so happy!“

“I‘m known as Crookshanks now, And, Harry will need more chocolate. I‘m sure he will stay up with Ron for awhile, but he is still somewhat shaky, and used up.”

“O.K. lets get to Ron, and take care of him. And don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone.”


They got to the dormitory where Hermione, Ginny, and Harry were attending Ron. They had him draped in a blanket and Hermione was trying to clean his leg. Harry was wiping sweat off Ron’s face, giving him sips of water, and Ginny was clearing the room, telling everyone to go to bed or something.

“Can I help?” asked Miss Lissydove. The note said someone’s been scratched by a cat? My name is Miss Lissydove, and I’m working as an intern under Madam Pomfrey."

“Yeah, Me.” said Ron with an odd look about him. “He didn’t mean to though, he’s already apologized and everything. He was just hurt from Neville nearly killing him when he stepped on him today on the bus I mean train. You are the most beautiful angel, I have ever seen! Nurse! I meant nurse, is what I, --- He shook his fevered head and looked helpless at her. You’re making me, -- I can’t seem to think right, or talk straight.” he was struggling so hard, and, Miss Lissydove, smiled and saved him from himself.

“It’s the fever, sweetheart.” It has you out of your head. You’ll be all right after you’ve used up these medications.” She waved her wand and a jar of ointment and a small bottle appeared in her hand. She cleaned the wounds and spread the ointment liberally into the wounds. She felt him wince, but said nothing. “He’s being so brave, she thought.” She started singing a song softly, as she worked on him. He started relaxing, and started trying to sing with her. Harry arched his eyebrows, and wide eyed, looked at Miss Lissydove. She finished and another wave of her wand, the lid to the jar tightened itself, and the bottle uncapped itself. "Make sure he gets one teaspoon of this every six hours." She gave him his first dose. “Thank you sweetheart.” Ron said to her, and dropped off to sleep with a smile on his face.

Hermione smiled, she knew his fever gave him the nerve to say that. She wished he thought of her as a beautiful angel. She thought he was adorable, but wished he didn’t have to be sick.

“Is it cat scratch fever?” Harry asked her, still mopping Ron’s face.

“Yes, it is.” she said after waving her wand over Ron. Let him sleep here for the next six hours. He will not stir about, so he will be fine. Then wake him, and let him get ready for bed, give him his next teaspoon of medicine and let him go to bed in his own bed. Have him apply more ointment, three times daily. When he gets up Friday morning, he will be good as new. Until then, he will need watching, and help making sure he is medicated. He will be pretty much out of it until then. That is a powerful infection he has. I’ll let the Professors know about him so he can have excused absences through out the rest of the week.”

“But, you said he’ll be back to normal by Friday morning, shouldn’t he get to go to classes that day?” Hermione asked worrying about him loosing so much school time, before term even started.

“He has a very serious infection going through him. This medicine will keep him sleeping through almost all of it. He’ll need Friday, and the rest of the week-end to charge his body.”

“How do you know about, cat scratch fever?” She asked Harry, as she cleaned the common room area where Ron‘s blood had dripped, and then worked the Scourgify spell, again.

“Oh, I had, er, well, I don’t know. I guess, I heard of it is all.” he shook his head slightly, not being content with his answer. “That was a beautiful song you was singing. It’s my favorite. I sing it all the time at the Dursley’s.” He was talking softly and honestly to her. Miss Lissydove thought he was very charming and enchanting. He reminded her so much of Lily, and James. They would have been so proud of him.

“It’s my favorite also. My best friend used to sing it all the time. All of us girls had to learn to like it, because --- she sang it all the time when she was feeling down.”

“Yeah, it gives me hope.” I’ll stay up with Ron these first six hours, and make sure he gets to bed after his meds. As long as he doesn’t call me sweetheart he said with a smile.” He wanted to change the subject. He had caught the pause in her sentence. She had almost let something slip. He had pretended not to catch it so she wouldn’t start walking on eggshells with him, the way the Weasley’s do. She seems so familiar to him. Had he seen her before?

She remembered exactly how Harry knew of this fever, because then (Tom) had clawed Harry very badly, when he had an accident with him on his broom. Lily had called her and asked her to come over. When she got there, she told of her finding Tom on the floor at first thinking he was dead and Harry sitting there looking amazed at Tom saying, “Tom big kitty man.” Tom had scratched him pretty badly, but Harry was more amazed with the cat for some reason. Lissydove had called, Dumbledore, because Harry would need tending to, and the Healers would notify the Ministry of Magic, of a werecat wound and Tom would be taken away to be experimented on or slaughtered. Rumors had it that at one time there was werecats in St. Mungo’s, until they all died from experimentations and then slaughter. However, now they presume them to be extinct. Dumbledore had come with the very medicine she used on Ron tonight. He had made it himself so there wouldn’t be any questions asked if he had asked for the medicine. She stayed there with Lily and James helping take care of him for three days. She had loved caring for him so much she decided to become a specialist in the field of nursing in the newborns with special needs ward at a Muggles hospital.

Miss Lissydove smiled at Harry, and wanted so badly to tell him she loved him, that Sirius loved him also, and that he wasn’t in any danger from him. “Those Dementors are quite the horrid things aren’t they?” She said with a far away look in her eyes, handed him a huge chunk of chocolate, and shoved a smaller one in his mouth. He was about to object to being force-fed when he noticed she put a piece in her own mouth, without missing a beat. The far away look left her and she looked at Harry staring at her wondering what was up.

She laughed easily at his expression. Then she patted his shoulder. “I’m sorry, you’ll have to excuse me, I’m used to feeding all my patients. I need to get used to working with people, who are not babies she added. I was a neo-natel nurse, before I came here.”

Harry smiled politely, but wondered about the question she asked about the Dementors.

“Have you had run ins with them, the Dementors?” he asked in his quiet way?

“Yes, sadly I have.” she looked at Hermione and Ginny, who stood up.

“Please, excuse us.” Hermione said regretfully, but it’s getting late and we need to get our showers yet and get to bed. It was very nice to meet you, and thank you for helping Ron.”

“Oh, of course, it’s so good to meet you all, and I’ll go ahead and leave. Good-night.” she said with a very warm smile.

Harry put his hand on her shoulder, then withdrew it quickly.” No, please finish what you was saying.” he requested.

“I have a friend, a very dear friend, who was sent there, to Azkaban that is, unjustly, without even a trial. I tried at first to visit him, but, I couldn’t take being around them. I’ve tried to force myself to go time after time, but I can’t get past them. My friend had set in that filthy place- I’m sorry sweetheart, I really can’t talk about this. OK? The important thing is he’s out now.” She wasn’t crying, but the slightest thing would start the tears Harry was sure.

“Here,” he said and poked a piece of chocolate in her mouth. They both laughed, and ate the rest of the choclate she had brought. They talked for a little bit longer, about Quidditch, favorite subjects, and worst subjects. He confessed to her how he loathed and detested Snape, how Snape puts down his father all the time, lets him know how much he hated him, and how apparently he inherited his hate for some reason.

“I think the thing that makes it so bad is, I’d, well I don’t know what I’d do, but Snape obviously knew my parents, and I can’t talk to him about them, because of this hate. I don’t know anything about them, except they were wonderful people according to Hagrid. I can’t talk to him about them, because he starts crying over them being gone and it not be’n fair. He gave me a photo album, that’s all I have,” -- He sit up suddenly, staring at her, then jumpted to his feet. “You your, it’s you! You’re in my picture of their wedding! You’re standing with my Mum! You were her best friend. She’s the one who sang my favorite song when she was feeling down, Sirius Black was my Dad’s best man, ---- and your friend was sent to Azkaban, he’s your very dear friend, he’s out now, because he escaped, you love him!” He grabbed a handful of hair with both hands, and clamped his eyes closed and opened his mouth to scream, and then he froze stiff as a board. Lissy had quickly seen where this was heading to and charmed him into total oblivian.

“How did he put all that together, and so quickly?” she asked Crookshanks, breathing hard. He’s quicker than James was! Remember, how James could figure everything out so quickly?”

“Yes, I do remember. Harry is so quick to figure things out, because he’s done it all his life. Trying to put pieces together about his past, of which there is no memory. It’s all he does, is look and listens for clues. He’s very good at it. Look at the anguish on his face. He’s starting to remember that night. We can’t let that happen yet. The memory is too painful for him to be able to carry right now. I really don’t know what it would do to him, finding out all at once. I know he is powerful, and strong, but this is beyond what even he could endure at the moment. You was quick on the spot to obliviate his memory. Can you adjust it to the point where you was talking about the subjects each of you liked?” Then when you are done, I will remove the paralyzing spell.

“Yes, ok I’ll try to be pin point accurate.”

“When he comes out of it, he’ll be slightly confused. It’s ok; it’s not a new feeling for him. He has been under this spell all his life since that night. It’s why he’s so curious. He is so persistent, and determined to get answers. This skill will one day save his life. Still, there is sadness to keeping him in the dark. At least he didn’t forget the lessons James taught him. Did you know that he fired a spell at that Dementor today? It went for him, and only him. He stood up to it and fired a shot while it had ahold of him. He has a strong constitution and that serves him well.”

They lifted their spells and Harry looked about quickly. He was going for his wand, but relaxed when he heard Lissydove talking. “Yes,” she said laughing. “I understand, but I had a different potions master when I was here. Now, I need to get back to the Infirmary, and you’ll stay up with Ron-”

Harry looked to the couch then narrowed his eyebrows together. How was he standing here, when he thought, ... hadn't they been sitting there on the couch... the two of them at Ron's feet?

“Yeah, I’ll see to him. Thanks for the chocolate; it gave me a boost I really needed. I’ll doze a bit here while I think on some things.” he said “There’s only three more hours left before he gets his next dose of meds then we’ll be in bed.”

“I’ll look in on him tomorrow; actually, I’m sure Madam Pomfrey will want him moved to the Infirmery for closer observation. She won’t ask questions. So, don’t be alarmed when you’re done with your classes, and you don’t find him here.”

“OK then, good night.”

Excellent. I love the new character. It's great for Madam Pomfrey to have an intern. I loved that Lissydove was very compassionate toward all of them. It really made me happy to think that someone was at Hogwarts who was that sweet. I'll be looking for your next one. I love reading all of the back-story!

Connie!

Your best chapter yet! I love how you were able to weave in all of the background information. Lissydove is the sweetest person I've ever met... I bet she was good with Sirius. The song idea was a true inspiration!

I LOVE the part where Hermione tries to clean Ron up! Funny how typically shy he comes over, yet when he is delirious, he easily chats-up Miss Lissydove and she's a grown woman! Go Ron Go! I also like the part where Hermione wishes that Ron would be as honest with her as he was with Lissy.

I'm glad Tom/Crookshanks has finally revealed himself to someone. Let the fun begin!!! I can feel the love and adventure in the air right now! Can't wait for your next chapter!

Katie

Alrighty, so I've decided that, as long as you don't mind, I'd comment by the page until I catch up... But it's still A LOT, so I'm not going to be able to post on everything that I want to. And trust me, I almost commented every line, but that would take up way toooooo much room. So I picked some parts
Bahaha, totally sounds like something Petunia would say. I loved the last part.
Okay, so I'm not going to quote the next bit about the park and the swinging "match" type thing, because it would be quite long. But, I loved seeing/reading it from that perspective. It was really well written.
Ooooh, I like this twist to the story... how it was really Jim who made the branch fall instead of Severus. It makes me believe more that Severus really did care for her, because he wouldn't want to hurt her.
Oh my gosh, I love this bit. I love how we see why Snape is the way that he is, especially with his emotions. Your writing is amazing, Connie
Haha, I'm loving this story line. I love how they are 'best friends.'
Bahaha, This explains her reactions and actions later on. hahahahaha.
I love how you transitioned your story to fastforward a bit.
Loved these lines. Beautifully written
I actually feel bad for her. Did I just say that??
Hehehe, he's not just any little kid, dude.
Ugh! What a twisted sneak!
Now that would be cool
Riiigggghhhhttt, I'm sure that's alllll it was, Severus.
That is precious
Bahahaha, I love her girlish side. It's cute
Brilliant punishment. Enough said.
bahahaha, Get 'im, get 'im!!!!
How does she know? What does she know? Hmmmm... *strokes imaginary beard*
Bahahaha, I loved this part. And I love Ottery's character. And James... Boy, do I love James

Once again, I left out A LOT of great parts! I love your story and it's beautifully written I would say "PAMS" but I already have a lot to read, so there's no need to say it yet...

Excellent update! I like how you tie in the current cat-scratch incident to one in Harry's past. I've going to have to go back and read the rest of them. I'm really curious!

Had me laughing a lot this one. :thumb:

Alrighty, so here are my comments for page 2
Bahahahah, go Tom/Jim! Loving it!
Hahaha, Zipper? I love this side of Petunia. If only she didn't have to be so mean face to face with Lily and Harry and what not.
Bahahaha, Once again, Petunia rocks! I can't stand Marge.
Hahahaha, loved this bit
Oh my gosh! I could totally picture this entire thing! It was so cute. And the part with Petunia holding a lily--so sweet
Hahahaha, I bet he was happy I loved it!
How exactly does he know about Tom/Jim? I'm quite curious, but I guess I'll find ot when I get there
This is so cute and sweet and just plain precious.
Haha, I can totally see young Sirius saying this.

I loved everything about how Minerva dressed up the girls and guys Beautifully written, Connie
Soooo sad, because they won't have a daughter.
Oh my gosh! *tear* That is soooo sweet. I love it

Once again, your posts are amazing, Connie! I'm so glad I found out about your story. It is simply precious and amazing

Really wonderful chapter Connie and Ron as usual was hilarious
...love this line....

Okie dokie, so this is a review of page three and four... And before I start, I would like to say that you are an amazing writer and your posts actually made me cry. I believe that that was the very first fanfiction that moved me to tears. You're amazing, Connie.
That was really cuuuutttteeee I loved this post, and wanted to comment more but then I realized that I have TWO full pages to quote and thought better of it... It was really precious. I love how cute James and Lily are, and I just love it. I don't know how else to put it. I love it.
Bahahaha, I would pay to watch this.
Riiiiigggghhhhttttt, Peter. I'm sure that's what happened. Ugh, I dislike Peter majorly.
Peter was actually good at something? That's hard to believe.
Bahahaha, I love his character.
*Cries hysterically because she knows what's going to happen* I loved this. It's so amazing and powerful and heart wrenching.
Ahhh, gottchya I get it now
So, whatever happens to Lissy? Wait, don't tell me. I'll find out soon, I'm sure.
Okay, so I won't quote this entire part, but I have to say that I love your take on the entire situation. And the thing with Neville going to be the way he is because he was tortured and the fact that his parents went mad watching it, just Oh My Gosh. It was brilliant and amazingly written. And I just loved every bit.
Okay, so this is the place where I actually started crying. I completely lost it. I thought he had died at first and then I read the next post, and was like whew! It was still really sad, but cute in a way though.
So, I just had to qute at least this little bit. It was so precious. I was smiling and chuckling the entire time. So cute
Bahaha, I love sarcasm.
So, instead of posting this entire chapter, I'll just post the name of the chapter and comment. I cried endlessly through the deaths and then Lily telling Harry that she and James love him and then there was Sirius and his pain when he mourned for James and Lily. I cried so much. I'm tearing up just thinking about it.
Ugh! Have I mentioned that I can't stand Peter? Because I really can't stand him.
But you wrote the entire thing beautifully and I could picture everything throughout the entire story so far. It's written magnificently and it's definitely one of my favorites here on SS. I love it and can't wait to read more
Your friend,
~Emily

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Alrighty, so I know I'm technically breaking the rules by double posting, but I didn't know how I'd be ablle to quote everything I wanted to by just editing my last one and it's not like it's technically spam or reposting what I've already posted... Besides, I wanted to tell you how amazing you are Because you are quite amazing. This story is very well written and the story line and uniqueness of it is very intriguing SO, on to the comments Here's page five and six! P.S. I'm finally caught up!!!!
I've decided to just quote the name of the chapter on this one instead of the actual chapter. I think it's brilliant how you tied in all the details to your story. I loved every bit of it.
I'm not going to lie. I really did think Tom was going to end up being Crookshanks. It's brilliant, Connie
Once again, I love how you tie in the real details with your story. It clears things up and is very clever. I love your take on things.
Bahahaha, I love Ron. Oh, and have I mentioned that I LOVE sarcasm?
Another fantastic chapter, Connie I decided not to post everything, but just know that I loved it too
Fantastic chapter
Bahaha, I love outburts that are supposed to stay hidden. Funny and cute
Bahaha, I love his thinking process And I wouldn't put that git in my mouth either
Why did she have to interrupt? Harry was about to remember!
I loved this summary of everything Very amusing and well written
WHAT!? He chucked Lily's rose bush gift to Tunney in the trash? The nerve of him! Ugh!
Great chappie!
Bahaha, I love his new nickname Totally cute
Heeheehee! too hilarious Loved it
Oooooh, I love how you put her back in this. I was wondering what was going to happen to her. Loving it, Connie
Awe, *cries hysterically* that was soooo precious I love this
Oh dear. See, I had wanted him to know, but now, maybe it is too much for him at one time.
Thank goodness for quick thinking

Fantastic post Connie! And now that I'm all caught up and get rightfully say PLEASE PAMS!!

Veggie Potter:Hello Stef, thanks a lot! I'm glad you liked the chapter. I think you're right, Madam Pomfrey does need some help. Miss Lissydove is going to be very busy this term.

Miss Weasley: Hey there Katie! I'm glad you liked the chapter. Writing Ron is always fun. He can be cute in any situation.

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Let the fun begin!!! I can feel the love and adventure in the air right now! Can't wait for your next chapter!

And so it shall tonight at the slumber party. And yes, an adventure begins with one of the characters next chapter.

Emily Black: Hello Emily, and welcome to my story. It's wonderful reading your comments, but to be fair to the other readers I won't reply to them all. I'm thrilled that you love my story.

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Petunia for a brief instant lunged for Lily, and hugged her tight. Be careful of Severus, he is not the same. He is evil I can feel it. I love you. She whispered in her ear.”
How does she know? What does she know? Hmmmm... *strokes imaginary beard*

Sense she isn't head over heels in love with him, and she seen the deceipt in him, then she was able to see how he was. The saying love is blind is very true. When she was in love with him, she was blind to everything about him. When she seen his true colors, she was able to see him for what he really was. It wasn't even sour grapes, she truely felt him to be evil.

AmbiguouslyMe: Hello, and welcome to my story!

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Excellent update! I like how you tie in the current cat-scratch incident to one in Harry's past. I've going to have to go back and read the rest of them. I'm really curious!

OK, sure I'd love you to do that. You're welcome to PM me if you have any questions or comments from the past part of the story.

Derfel: Hey Owen, thanks for tuning in. I love putting humor in now and then. Keep reading.

Harita: Hello Harita, and thank you so much! He would be so embarrassed if he ever found out about his boldness in his delirium.

Thank you everybody for reading and commenting. You help me so much to be able to post new chapters. I still get nervous each time I put up a new chapter. I want so badly to please each of you. Thank you. Next weeks chapter26, "Crookshanks On The Prowl" will be up hopefully Thursday.





CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

Slumber Party


Crookshanks watched as Harry mopped Ron’s face one more time and took off his shoes and looked at his wounds once more, and covered him again. Then he stoked the fire and laid a couple more logs on it. He stretched, yawned then half-fell into his chair resting and stared at nothing for a short while. He closed his eyes and lazily said “G’night Shanks,” and dozed off.


Crookshanks ran up to the girl’s dormitory, and jumped on to Hermione’s lap. She just had her shower, brushed out her hair, and then sat cross-legged on her bed. Ginny came over and plopped down in front of her with a smile that could brighten a room darkened with Peruvian Instant Darkness Powder.


“I know what’s on your mind.” Hermione said to her starting to giggle. Before you say anything, I wanted so badly to stay and see to Ron, and visit with that Lissydove woman, but it looked like Harry really wanted to talk to her about something. He was so terribly embarrassed when he passed out today; I thought he’d be able to talk better if we wasn’t there. I hope you agree, and not upset with me.

“I think you’re right, and no, I didn’t want to leave, but I trust your instincts, so I went along with you.”

Ginny sighed deeply, and drawn out, then giggled. “I swear I nearly passed out when Harry took off his shirt!”

“That was the effect of the Dementor,” she said, but quickly apologized for saying it. A person should not even tease about those things. She shivered as cold chills went up and down her spine. “You weren’t expecting him to do that?”

“Nobody expected him to do that. Ah! But, I sure am glad he did. He is so cute! Did you notice there isn’t even a pinch of fat on him? And his stomach is so flat and ripped!” She said dreamily.

“Gee Ginny; I felt sorry for him, I thought he looked kind of stringy.” She could only hold her face straight for an instant, because Ginny’s jaws dropped, and her eyes opened as wide as they could go. Then she saw Hermione grin. They both started giggling and Ginny was hitting Hermione with her pillow.

“I’m kidding, I’m kidding,” she was trying to say, but was giggling
too hard.

Ginny hugged the pillow to her and said,” Did you see how his hair stood up all over the place when he pulled off his shirt? I bet he’s so adorable when he gets up in the mornings. And when he took off his glasses you could see how his eyes are so, so, so,”

“Green,” Hermione put in for her laughing.

“Yes, but I was going to say deep and really beautiful.” Everyone says he has his mother’s eyes. I wonder if he sleeps…,”

“You best stop wondering right there young lady, or you’ll wonder into places you oughten be wondering about just yet!” She chided her as she fell over laughing at Ginny’s face blushing. “OK, enough about, Harry the Magnificent. Lets”

“Oh but wait, please,” she said with a serious look on her face. “I wanted to ask you something.”

“Well, alright, as long as if it’s you asking me to be your maid of honor at your wedding. Or Matron of Honor I should say. I hope to be married before you anyway. She smiled red in the face despite herself.”

“That goes without saying.” Ginny said with a sweet shy smile.“But seriously, I couldn’t keep from crying when that Dementor thing had him. He was so anguished and tormented! It seemed like he was in real pain. I was afraid that it was killing him, and I couldn’t move to help him or anything. Who do you think was screaming?” She asked wiping tears from her eyes.

“I don’t know, Ginny, but I have a theory, if you want to hear it.” She continued when Ginny nodded her head briskly. “Well, remember when he came out of it, he looked right at you and asked if you were alright, and then apologized? When you came in you screamed his name.”

“Yes, well he had his wand pointed at me when I came in. I was already scared out of my mind.”

“He had his wand out because he was about to go investigate why the train stopped. He had a theory someone came aboard. Anyway, you screamed, Ginny I think when that thing had him, he thought something had you. I think he thought something was killing you.”

Ginny had her hands over her heart. The only thing she could say was, “That’s awful!”

“The screaming, your red hair, the green light, I think he was remembering the night his parents was murdered, only not able to remember that, he thought it was you. His mom had red hair like yours, I am sure she was screaming that night, and the green light was the Avada Kadavra,” she whispered “Curse. I’m like you though, I wanted to help him, hold him and tell him everything was ok. I couldn’t move, and I couldn’t breath. It was horrible! All I could do was cry, and I thought it was killing him too. I’ve never felt so hopeless in my life. Poor, Harry, he sure has had a hard life hasn’t he?”

“Something I plan on changing,’ said Ginny, “Ginny Potter” “Mrs. Harry Potter” she said in her dreamy voice.

“Is that a prediction?” her eyes glinting

“Nope, it’s just the way things are going to be, that’s all.”

“O.K. Now about Ron!” Hermione started with a dreamy look of her own.

“Ooh, I still get so angry over what he did on the train today!” Ginny said smoldering.

“You should have seen your face! Don‘t “flame on” take it easy now.” said Hermione. She knew about Ginny’s hot temper.

“It isn’t funny Hermione! When I left there I gave Crabbe and Goyle each a bat bogey hex to the face for laughing at me, and was about to give Malfoy his, when Professor Lupin walked by. I was afraid of him expelling me before term even started. I just get so tired of them making fun of me. “Weasley Beasley the fire headed Queen, the ugliest thing, we ever have seen!” She mocked them. Then with a sly smile on her face she said, “It was good getting even with them. And I could’ve sworn I seen the Professor smile as he walked by.”

“I don’t know why your brothers think they have to protect you, when you’re not afraid of taking care of problems yourself.” Hermione was quite impressed with her younger friend. They laughed for a bit, and she told Ginny that maybe she should start protecting them for a change. “Wouldn’t they love me for that? Ron would have a cow!” Ginny said as she laughed hard enough to fall sideways on the bed.

“Well, everyone has their own insecurities.” Hermione said defending Ron. “Ron has his faults, but he is immensely brave. And until tonight, I had forgotten that.”

“How do you figure that?” Ginny asked, becoming sober.

“Well, he was in a lot of pain when Crookshanks clawed him, and he didn’t, well after the initial clawing, screaming, and throwing him across the compartment leastwise, complain about it after that. And he’s been really sick and didn’t complain about it once.” I feel awful I didn’t see he was bad off.” admitted Hermione.

“Don’t beat yourself up about it. I don’t think anyone noticed until tonight. I think he was masking it the whole time, and just slipped up tonight. I don’t think that’s bravery, it was stupidity. He could have gotten really bad off. He should have said something right away.” she said a little heated.

“I know I get infuriated with him sometimes, the way he just spouts off his mouth without thinking, or the way he just doesn’t think about things. It was different tonight though. I think he didn’t say anything so I wouldn’t get defensive over Crookshanks. He just didn’t want to take a chance on making me angry.” she said quietly. “He’s so sick, I hope he doesn’t worry about getting to far behind in his studies. I’ll help him catch up with them.” she said in a sweet caring way.

Ginny rolled her eyes exaggeratedly and said, “Hermione, I don’t think he’s worried about his studies.” She giggled at Hermione’s surprised look on her face. “And I’m sure he’ll love you helping him catch up everything.”

Hermione recovered her shock and laughed a little with her embarrassment. “Wasn’t he so adorable with Nurse Lissydove tonight? He won’t remember though, when he gets well that is.”

“I can help him remember! This’ll be great to tease him about.” She rolled her eyes to the ceiling, pecking her finger on her chin in thought, and then said, “I know I’ll say -”

But Hermione throwing a pillow at her interrupted her. “You will absolutely not tease him at all!” she said giggling, as Ginny hit her back with her pillow.

They were giggling and having the most fun fighting that they didn’t notice Crookshanks jumping lightly to the floor and sauntering out the door.

“This is fun and all, but I’ve got something that needs tending.” he thought. He ran to the walls of the castle boundaries. Once outside the castle walls he slowed to a jaunty prance.