Chapter 134

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-Surrey, Little Whinging - 4 Privet Drive-

[POV - Third Person]

"Urh... Stop"

In a small, dark room that had a lot of broken furniture, a thin, short, dark-haired boy was squirming on his bed, obviously having a nightmare.

"Um... Ahg... No... I didn't mean to..." the boy moaned, shifting in bed, sweating and unconsciously scratching his lightning bolt scar on his forehead.

'I asked you to stop'

"Sorry"

'You hurt me Harry'

"I had no choice..."

'Why did you do that?'

"No"

'Why did you have to hurt me?'

"Stop"

'I was suffering Harry'

"Please..."

'Why did you kill me, Harry?'

"I..."

'WHY!!?'

"Ahh!"

The boy then woke up with a jolt, sitting up on the bed while breathing heavily, rubbing his forehead.

[POV - Harry]

"Damn it" I swore, looking around and sighing in relief to see that it was just a nightmare.

Even though I knew it was just a nightmare, the Quirrell's face and words still came to my mind.

"Don't think about it Harry, that was just a dream... Just a dream" I muttered to myself, as if that phrase was a mantra, or maybe I was just trying to trick my own mind.

*Bam! Bam! Bam!*

Just then I heard three violent knocks on my bedroom door, and then my Uncle Vernon's angry voice rang out.

"Shut up boy! We're wanting to sleep!" he yelled irritably, and then I heard the sound of his heavy footsteps moving away from the door.

So I stared into the darkness of my room, trying to think of anything that wasn't Quirrell or Voldemort. But it was easier to want than to do.

'Damn it! Why can't I stop thinking about it?' I thought, covering my head with my hands as I pulled my knees closer to my body, 'The Headmaster told me he was dead anyway, so why do I keep thinking about it? Why do I keep thinking about them?!' I screamed internally.

I then felt my face wet, and realized I was crying. I used the sleeves of my shirt to wipe away my tears as I laid my head on my pillow.

'This vacation of mine is being amazing' I thought sarcastically, 'First I have to put up with my... Family... Then I don't get any letters from my friends, and then I find out that this is all happening because of a stupid elf, and in the end that same elf made me get a warning about using magic, and at the same time I get grounded in my room like a prisoner, and now I'm having these stupid nightmares... Sigh'

I then looked at the ceiling of my room, trying to think of positive things, but my thoughts always wandered to the unfortunate events that happened or happen to me.

'Well, at least I have Hedwig with me' I thought, looking at my beautiful white owl, who was also looking at me while pecking at the cage bars.

"But I think I'd still rather see you out of this cage than stuck here with me," I muttered.

I could spend all night thinking about these things, but I was snapped out of my musings by a bright light streaming through the cracks in my bedroom window.

*Pah! Pah! Pah!*

I then heard the noise of someone knocking on my window, which I found strange since I was on the second floor.

I went to the window and opened it, and the sight that appeared in front of me brought me a sense of surprise and immense happiness.

"Hi Harry"

"Ron!"

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-Wednesday - Diagon Alley-

[POV – Ethan]

A few days had passed since the day I came to Diagon Alley to buy my materials and make some investments, and currently I was back in the alley.

As you already know, I had already bought and made everything I needed the day I came to the alley, but I was here for another reason that you probably already know what it is.

The reason I'm in the alley again is that today is the day that the Weasleys and Potter will come to buy their supplies, and that's also the day that Lucius Malfoy will put Riddle's diary in Ginny's groceries, and I want to prevent this from happening.

At this moment I was sitting in the ice cream parlour eating a honey mint ice cream with cherry pie flakes, and even though the combination of flavors was strange, the ice cream was still very good.

I was at the ice cream shop because it gave me an almost complete view of the alley, so I could wait for the older Malfoy to show up.

I was also keeping an eye on the bookstore, while also thinking of ways to torture Lockhart, as I could hear his voice even from this distance, and if his voice wasn't enough, I still had to hear all the voices of the housewives who wanted his autograph.

The worst part is that my sense of smell and empathy allowed me to feel the emotions and… 'happiness' of these ladies, and for the first time in my life I wished I didn't have my Beast Power.

'Urgh, something worse than hormonal teenagers are horny old ladies' I thought, looking at the bookstore in disgust.

Then, as I cursed Lockhart, I heard some familiar voices, and turning in the direction of those voices I saw a bunch of red hair.

The group of redheads were in a panic, and I noticed the lack of a certain boy with dark hair and glasses.

'Oh, Potter is probably in Knockturn Alley' I realized.

I then got up from the table I was sitting at and approached the group, as I had already sent a letter to the twins letting them know that I would be in the alley today.

"Hey Gred, hey Forge" I said waving at the twins.

The twins then turned to me, with Mr. Weasley doing the same.

""Oh, hey Ethan"" they said.

I then looked at Mr. Weasley who was looking at me too.

"Hello Mr. Weasley, I'm Ethan Night, a friend of the twins and Ronald's classmate," I said, offering my hand for a handshake.

"Hi Ethan, I'm glad to meet one of my kids' friends," he said with a smile on his face as he shook my hand, and I was glad to see that he called me by name, without those silly formalities.

"Yes, I like to be friends with your kids" I said, and then I turned to the twins, "There, I already said what you wanted, now you can stop threatening my family" I said with a hopeful look and desperate.

"Hmm, I don't know, what do you think Fred?"

"Maybe we should hide them in our basement for a few more days, just in case."

"You guys are so cruel," I said dramatically, with the twins chuckling evilly.

Mr. Weasley seeing our interaction could only smile and laugh, seeing that his messy and playful kids would obviously only attract other messy and playful people.

"But changing the subject, what were you looking for just now?" I asked the twins, seeing that the rest of the Weasley family weren't paying attention to us as they were looking around for Potter, with Mrs. Weasley and Ginny having already separated from the group to look for some time.

"Oh, it's just that Harry was at our house..."

"And we came to the alley using Floo Powder..."

"And Harry has never used Floo powder before..."

"And now he's lost his way and probably..."

"It came out on some fireplace out there"

Hearing the twins speak in turn, I nodded, already knowing what had happened because of the books.

"Hmm, I don't think you guys need to worry too much," I said, earning a questioning look from the twins and the other Weasleys.

""Why?""

"Because Potter is right over there with Hagrid and Granger," I said, pointing to the stairs of Gringotts Bank.

"Harry!" Weasley... Ron Weasley... Damn, there are so many Weasleys here that it's confusing and hard to name one... But well, Ronald exclaimed, running towards Potter, with the rest of his family following him, and I was right behind.

End.

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(End AN: Yesterday, which was Tuesday, I went to the Hospital, where I had an appointment. I had been having trouble getting to this appointment since the beginning of the month, and when I finally managed to get to that appointment, the doctor just said a few things and not even 2 minutes later the appointment was over... That was time very well spent *Sarcasm *.

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