this is my first, please read and psot thanks :-)

[Hermione_Granger]

non one......?? o all rigjht, i'll post a bit more, all right???



harry was in a dark room. screaming was everywhere.
he looekd around, and the room turned green,
flashing green then black. he turned and saw
a family geting tortured.
'STOP!' harry yelled,  looking for the attacker.
he whirled around wildly, yelling. whereevr he turned,
a family was being murdered, tortured. he was
screeaming, just thebn, everything went red.
a hooded figure was walking slwoly behind him.
other hooded figures, masked, were walking, nay,
marching, behind this tall, thin cloaked thing.
harry's scar burst with pain. he droped to the
ground. he twitched. he would die of pain. he knew it.
'harry potter.' a cold voice said. it blended in with
an unpleasant wind, and a chill went down harry's
back. he jerked around. the hooded figure in
the front took of his hood, and harry's head exploded
with a strange pain he had never felt before.
crying, screaming, dullness, sadness, depression, shouting
.... it was horrible. it was about a million times
worst than a dementor. harry just sat there. he
couldn't do anything at all about this weird feeling.
what was happening?
'i will kill you. you know i can.' the voice
hissed. harry knew that voice. it haunted his dreams
wheneve he got the chance. l.ord v.oldemort.
harry didn't answer. was this really happening?
it felt like it, definitly.
'i will kill you, soon. i will not give u any clues.'
the voice whispered, touchnig harry's scar.
harry din't feel anything. there was too much of
that strange feeling in his blood.
'i will torture you... and then, kill you.' the voice
said with amusement.
harry wnated to say sumthing. but he couldn't.
everything just froze in his body. he couldn't think.
he couldn't breath. he couldn't talk.he had absolutly
no feeling at all. he just stared. voldemor.t cackled
evily, and so did his fellow death eaters behind him,
in two perfect straight lines.
'CRUCIO!' voldemor.t screamed. harry jerked and twitched.
he could feel painb now. more main then he would've,
cuz just a second ago he couldn't feel anything.
he was getting the full blast.
he woke up, screaming, twitching, shaking. crying.
it finally stopped. it really had happened, but how>
that had only happened in a dream, they didn't mean
anything, did they? he rembered his dreams last year.
yes, they meant sumthing. sumhow, v.oldemort is
connect by harry. he rembered what trelawny had said,
and knew it wasn't the scar. it was his blood.
v.oldemort knew how to get to harry's head.
but how did he do it? what about the dream
when harry had sumhow eavesdropped on
v.oldemorts conversation? he would kill harry when
he elast expected it...when was that?
harry was heavily guarded....everywhere...
he couldn't think of a place he wasn't.
he scramble dup, in pain, and remebered where
he was. he looked in the window. they were gone.
harry walke dinto the room. there was a door!
harry opened it, and was sucked forwards. he
summersaulted, fliped and flopped, and fell
face down onto a very cold floor. he looked
up slowly. he had no idea where he was. then
he saw. gadgets and gizmos, newpapers, so
many things. this must bve a secret hide out of
sumsort. he turned and saw sum pink swirls
close up. he looekd around, and was sure he was
in sum sort of secret office....dumbledores secret
office.

[Hermione_Granger]

how could he get out? he saw a large
pheonix. it looked just like fawkes.  harry walked towards
it, then tripped. he stumbled, and tried not to shout.
'gah!' he fell right into the largets feather.
the feather bent backwards, and he tipped out of
the room. he was infront of the gryffindor entrance,
of the fat lady. he turned around and saw shining
armour he had always treated like the others. now
he knew to treat everything with cautuion,
especially at hogwarts school of witchcraft and
wizardry.

[emily824]

love the story! but please read and reply to mine....

[emily824]

oh, what happens next? please read my story!

[Hermione_Granger]

i am so sorry, guys!!! i havnt updated my story coz i was at my dads, and his computer hard drive is down, but i'll be at my mums for five days! ok, continunig...

he walked into the common room after
getting yelled at by the fat lady for waking her up
at such an "unearthly time in the moring". he
saw  ron and hermione sitting their, staring at him.
they just sat there. they looked like stone, they
were even the same colour. it looked as if
herminoe had been crying. ron looekd harrassed.
hermione shakily picked up a piece of parchment
infront of her. he handed it to him.
harry took it and read it.


dear mr. harry potter,
i am very sory to tell  u this, and very sad i am also.
This is olympe maxime. Hagrid and i ave been on
a mission. i ate to tell you this, but...one giant got
angry with us. harry, hagrid has been murdered. please do not feel vairy
badly, 'e weel be weeth you always, in your 'eart.
please keep in up speereets.
love,
madam maxime
ps - be vairy careful. fleur says ello.

[emily824]

oh no!!!! *starts crying* how can this happen? please keep going...i updated my story! ;D

[Hermione_Granger]

*sigh* calm down, em...remember, i told u and the readers who don't post that i'm thinking like j.k.r.
please don't cry. i'll write more after i leave the wizard stage....or when i get really bored, and especially when more ppl post and read the story...

[emily824]

hey...will u read my story? ???

[Hermione_Granger]

ya, i read them, but i don't usally post, dunno why, i post for hermione_g's...ya, i'll start posting m-m-more, i'm sorry, please don't take is as an offense. but for now, i g2g, i have to meet *cough* someon in a chatroom. brb ppl, luv ya!

[emily824]

bye..*looks sad*

[Hermione_Granger]

ya, the books r gonna be sad and very eventfull, dont worry, readers and posaters (mainly emily) lol

[emily824]

lol...please update!

[Hermione_Granger]

k, updating.......



harry had gone dizzy. he lost his balance, stumbling as he
backed away. he could tell from the horror on his
friends faces he had on a weird, sad, grazed look,
like he had just come out of a  different world,
where everything was wonderful and than awful.
harry was so stunned he didn'ty think he could cry,
until he felt warm, salty tears well up in his eyes.
he shook his head slowly.
'no...' he muttered widlly, his eyes casting around
the room anbd finally finding ron and hermione.
'no...' he repeated. hermione nodded. then she burst
into tears.
'harry...heres nothing we can do!' she whispered.
ron looked as though he could cry too, but must feel
paralized. he just stood there, looking petrified,
staring at harry than hermione.
'no... it can't be! i know it's not true!' harry hissed,
even scaring himself. hermione looked surprised,
and her whispers turned into wails.
'harry! o, harry! please!' she wailed. she was crying
wildly, it looked as htough her eyes would pop out.
they were already bulging, and so were harry and rons.
'no! its not true!' harry yelled at the letter. he pumped
his fist against the wall, and ran out the door,
the last thing he saw was hermione fling into rons arms,
and the letter floating like a feather, innocently, like
is was just a mysterious parchment, down to the
common room floor.

[Hermione_Granger]

harry didn't know where he was running, his feet
just carried him somewhere. he found himself, much
to put off his temper, infront of the wall where
the mystery room was. he rpactically yelled
in frustration. then he slumped down to the wall,
his face in his hands, tears streaming down his
face. he couldn't help it. he felt strange. he wanted
an adult. a woman adult, like mrs.weasley, or
even mrs. granger, or...mum. he cried harder, and
he gulped violently. he hiccoughed and choked,
and tears burst from his eyes. he was acting
so stupid!
'stop crying!' he told himself firecly. it just made
him cry harder.
'mmuuuuuumm....' he whispered, wanting to scream
it. he knew if anyone saw him like this, like
malfoy, or one of the slytherins, or rita skeeter,
he would be done for. but right now, he didn't care.
he wanted the dead ones alive. he then thought
of nevilles parents. he wnated the innocent
insanes to go back to sane. then he felt a sudden
urge of anger. he felt like he could kill. it
all went back to voldem.ort.

[Hermione_Granger]

harry was walking slowly back to the gryffindor
common room, not sure if he really wanted
hermione or ron there. he thought hard, trying
to psh out his thoughts of voldemor.t, and he also
wanted to stop crying, just incase sumone did see
him. he didn't understand. hagrid couldn;t be dead,
it was a feeling....Something was trying to get
into his head, which was pushed way back, to
the vary back of his had, it didn;'t seem important
at the time, he thought, but now it must be.
it must have sumthing to do with voldem.ort, or
hagrid. he casted his mind around, but
nothnig doing. he walked right into the fat lady's
portrait.
'o great...i have to waker her again!' he muttered,
messaging his head where he hit it. just then, to his
great surprise, emily came hurrling down the corridor,
running at a great speed.
'harry!' she gasped when she rechead him.
'emi-' but she yelled the password, grabbed his wrist,
and she dashed inside, him tripping over his own
feet, and fallnig to the ground.
'c'mon!' she moaned, practically draggin him.
'emily, wha-' she pushed him on the rud cushy couch,
and he just saw ron and hermione sitting on the couch
together infront of him. emily squeezed beside ron,
and the three fdaced him, full of concern.
harry was slightly angry.
'what was that all about?' he directed his question
to emily. she turned red, muttered sumthing, and turned
to face to wall beside her on her right.
'harry, r u ok?' ron asked. hermione was still crying,
tho silently, and it looked like another crazy
burst would set her to crying-wildly mode.
'ya, im f-' but he couldn't say it. he tried not to cry
infront of ron, but herminoe could probably
tell he was holding in with a tremndous efort.
'Oh!' she squealed, loud enough to be a scream/wail.
she jumped up, and ran to harry's side and huged
him like mrs.weasley had. like a very good friend.
she squeezed him tightly, and absolutly, compltetly
broke down. ron and emily looked horrified,
especially emily, coz she had never seen hermione burst
out crying before. the two friends quickly
went over to hermione and grabbed her firmly
and dragged her to the couch. ron hugged her,
and so did emily. harry was stunned and just sat there.
hermione quietened, but harry secretly wished
he was still being hugged.
'harry.' ron said seriously.'harry...me and hermione
are really upset too, he was a good friend, and
you really scared us. we went looking for you,
me and emily and hermione. when we could'nt find u,
we got really worried. where were u?' he added,
trying to get hagrid off harrys mind politly.
harry looked at emily quickly. should he trust her?
she was a new friend, but he wasn;t sure if they
were that good of friends. he decided he didn't want to
tell her, not yet.
he settled on shrugging.
'i want to go up to bed, ok?' harry said stiffly. emily
miust;ve knew what he was thinking, about her not
being trusted, and she burst.
'harry, i understand, but please, trust me. who would
i tell? if its about the age thing, im still explaining
to mcgonagall im not turnnig sixteen till next year
so i should be a fifth year!' she added quickly.harry
looked at her.
'i want to go to bed.' he repeated firmly. he was
flattered that she wnated to be trusted, and he now
sort of did, but that didn't stop him from being
reluctant.
'harry - please - ' hermione begged, still sobbing, tho
with control.
'no.' he said so firecly, the three of them backed off.
he went to the boys dormitry, and crept into bed.
long after, it felt like, he heard ron come in.
'harry?' he whispered. harry pretended to be asleep.
that didn;t fool ron, tho.
'harry...dont do anything stupid, he was going
to die someday...its devistating, i know, were
greatly sad too, but...' ron drifted off. harry was thankful,
so much, he couldn;t put it into words, but he was
also so confused, so sad, so angry he couldn;t put that
into words either. he wasn;t sure if he went to sleep
or layed with numbness the whole night, but either
way, he couldn't feel a thing.