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a matter of time
Intoleration
Title:A matter of time
Author:Rikuchan1990
Genre:Drama
Number of chapters:2 /?
Disclaimer:All known characters and locations belong to JKR. Except for the idea of the story and my own characters, I own nothing.
Comment:[i]And here comes Chapter 2 already slithered ^^ It is even a little longer than the first. xD * smile * Oh, I want to warn you that some characters are maybe a bit OoC! I am very happy to receive reviews! ;)
@clair_baer:Thanks for your two clerks! * happy * Yes, Harry (unfortunately (?)) ended up in Slytherin .. ^^ "" Why this is so will be explained in a later chapter. told. ^^
Have fun while reading! ^^
Cape. 2intoleration
In the end he still managed to get two rolls down. Which was a lot easier when certain people you try to ignore were no longer there.Only a few more steps and he had reached the portal. With light pressure it swung open and revealed the land. A light breeze came towards him. As he strolled on, his gaze slid over the grounds. If he should have described it in one word, he would have chosen the word beautiful. Yes that was it. Not adorable like an evening gown for a ball or cute like evaluating the name of your best friend's pet. Nice. Not more, but not necessarily less either.
The thick trunks of the trees towered high and under their thick canopy of leaves they gave cool protection from the sun. Sheep clouds moved past the sky and the sky shone a blue like never before. The wind raced across the meadows and made the blades of grass sway back and forth in waves. Yes, that fit.
He walked on and crossed the green lawn.
Maybe it wouldn't be bad to go down to the lake, Harry thought to himself.There were good shady spots there. Then the sun couldn't shine so unbearably on your head. And maybe he could cool his feet in the water there. The humid air was unbearable. It was unusual that it was still so warm at the end of summer. But the students weren't visibly worried about it, but enjoyed the last days of summer before the cold winter came upon them.
But as soon as he had climbed the little hill, he noticed her not far from him. They sat down under a beech tree. Harry pressed his lips together and stopped. How should you manage to avoid people when they always showed up where you went? It didn't exist. He ran a hand through his hair and sighed in resignation. And once again his mood dropped. He looked over at them.
It wasn't the first time he saw this sight.
A brown haired boy reading a book.A black-haired boy who sat next to it, bored.
Another black haired boy who played with a snitch.
And another mouse-gray-haired boy who watched him do it.
Yes, he knew that. A typical picture that appeared to him. It would always have been like that. This time, however, there was another among them. And it was he who started talking to one of them. And as if he had sensed Harry's presence, he looked at him with his blue-gray eyes. His eyes sparkled and his mouth formed a mocking smile. As if he was enjoying being able to sit with the marauders instead of Harry's job. He just seemed to glow with glee.
Draco Malfoy. The Prince of Slytherin. Or would you prefer a former Slytherin? He wasn't a Slytherin in a long time. Although it wasn't long since his "dear" enemy got his hat on again. Immediately after it was his turn. It had been the second time that day that he had been amazed.He came to Slytherin while Malfoy came to Gryffindor. That was more than crazy.
Suddenly, as if awakened from a freeze, Harry turned and turned. He didn't want to see her any longer. He didn't care. From him they could do what they wanted. The main thing is that they left him alone. He didn't want anything to do with them. But it was questionable whether he could ever get this.
+ + +
After closing the door to his dormitory, he collapsed onto his bed. He had spent the last few hours finishing his history essay. He had been able to distract himself well, as searching for information had been very time consuming and had taken all of his concentration. But now there was nothing that could be done. He crossed his arms behind his head and stared lost in thought at the ceiling of his four-poster bed.
How did this come about? He was clearly in a wrong movie. That couldn't work, could it?His archenemy was most likely in the Gryffindor Tower at the moment and was having a great time with his future "parents" while he had to vegetate alone in the dirty snake pit. It wasn't quite normal anymore! And that wasn't even the biggest problem. Because on top of that, his father was intolerance in person and a show-off on top of that, although that was nothing new. He never would have thought that this man loathed and cursed Slytherins so much for no good reason. He'd heard before that he'd bewitched others just for fun. And that had been more than terrifying for him. He had once witnessed an argument between him and Snape through a pensieve, but to have felt it himself had been a thousand times worse.
Flashback
5 more minutes. He had to hurry if he didn't want to be late. He quickly turned the corner. A little further away he spotted a small group of Gryffindors coming towards him.It was the marauders, and with them Draco. He looked down. Just keep walking straight ahead and ignore it. Pretend you don't know her Like you've never met them before. He took a shaky breath. That was easier thought than done. But he wouldn't let it show. He just kept walking, his eyes on the floor.
As soon as he was within earshot, Sirius's voice rang out.
"Look at! Your missing twin brother!" Sirius quipped, gesturing at Harry. James eyes narrowed and his smile faded when he saw Harry. The first time they'd met him, he'd looked at him that way too. Contemptuous and full of disgust. Like every time they met. Always. If he noticed him. ...
"No way. I don't know him. And such a dirty Slytherin was, is and will never be related to me in any remotely possible way. Remember that. Just because he looks something like me doesn't mean anything!"To make his statement clear, he pulled out his wand and stopped. The others stopped too.
"Mave (*)!" he spat out and aimed his wand at him. "Let's duel. Here and now."
Startled, Harry stopped moving and stared at James in horror. They were only a few meters apart. Duel? Right away? And that against him? No. He definitely didn't want that. Not against him. After all, he was his father. And it didn't seem like this was going to be a fun and harmless duel. Why does he always have to get into such a tricky situation? Can't something even turn out the way one imagined?
Breath in, breath out. He had to try to calm down. Because excitement was completely out of place here. He just had to take it easy. That would work. Somehow. He certainly wouldn't go into that. No. He wouldn't do anything like that. James could wait until he went black."Come on! Pull out the wand!" James exclaimed angrily. Some of the students who were standing in the hallway and had recently been busy chatting now looked over at them curiously.
Harry, however, did nothing in that direction, just looked at him calmly. In the meantime he was feeling unsettling, but he didn't let him get the better of him and his hands, which he had made into fists in his pockets, began to sweat slightly.
"I said take out your MAGIC WAND!" James hissed, his eyes sparkling with anger.
"No, I won't," he replied with a pristine look.
Instead of pulling his wand, he even crossed his arms defensively over his chest. The tension rose and the air seemed to crackle.
"Okay. You didn't want it any other way. But don't say later that you didn't have the chance to do something about it." And as soon as he had said that, a bright curse shot out of his wand. Startled, Harry gasped and his pupils dilated.He took a step back, but then the spell hit Harry with full force and with a jerk left him hanging upside down in the air. His school bag fell to the floor and his school supplies were scattered under him. And his wand among them. The students in the hall started laughing. It had been the same spell he'd used to bewitch Snape in Snape's memory. And he actually used it against HIM. Against his own son.
"And? Do you like it?" sneered James.
It was bitter to hear that from his own father. And it was at that moment that something inside Harry broke. He turned his head away from him in resignation. He didn't want to see him anymore, didn't want to hear him anymore. He couldn't stand his presence any longer. It hurt too much. How could such a thing happen? His disappointment turned to bitterness. Why did he have to stumble into this time of all times? But why? Did fate hate him so much?Rapid footsteps echoed through the corridors. It only took a moment before an angry McGonagall showed up. She was just coming from the headmaster's office when a second grader came running towards her on the way to her classroom and told her about an argument between two sixth graders. As soon as she appeared down the hall, she saw Harry hanging in the air.
"What does that mean! Mr. Potter?" she addressed James, who was the only one with his wand in his hand. With a wave of her wand, she lowered Harry. He landed on the floor not too gently.
"Well answer! You already know that detention brings with it, right?", The sharp undertone in her voice could not be ignored. She glared at him angrily.
"I didn't do anything! He has -"
"Nothing done? Yes, I can see that! Three weeks of detention for you in my office! You already had a warning, but now it's finally over!I want to see her with me today at eight sharp! If I catch her doing some crooked thing again, she'll be dearly! "
“And as for you, Mr. Lupine,” She turned to Remus, “I would have expected more from a
Author:Rikuchan1990
Genre:Drama
Number of chapters:2 /?
Disclaimer:All known characters and locations belong to JKR. Except for the idea of the story and my own characters, I own nothing.
Comment:[i]And here comes Chapter 2 already slithered ^^ It is even a little longer than the first. xD * smile * Oh, I want to warn you that some characters are maybe a bit OoC! I am very happy to receive reviews! ;)
@clair_baer:Thanks for your two clerks! * happy * Yes, Harry (unfortunately (?)) ended up in Slytherin .. ^^ "" Why this is so will be explained in a later chapter. told. ^^
Have fun while reading! ^^
Cape. 2intoleration
In the end he still managed to get two rolls down. Which was a lot easier when certain people you try to ignore were no longer there.Only a few more steps and he had reached the portal. With light pressure it swung open and revealed the land. A light breeze came towards him. As he strolled on, his gaze slid over the grounds. If he should have described it in one word, he would have chosen the word beautiful. Yes that was it. Not adorable like an evening gown for a ball or cute like evaluating the name of your best friend's pet. Nice. Not more, but not necessarily less either.
The thick trunks of the trees towered high and under their thick canopy of leaves they gave cool protection from the sun. Sheep clouds moved past the sky and the sky shone a blue like never before. The wind raced across the meadows and made the blades of grass sway back and forth in waves. Yes, that fit.
He walked on and crossed the green lawn.
Maybe it wouldn't be bad to go down to the lake, Harry thought to himself.There were good shady spots there. Then the sun couldn't shine so unbearably on your head. And maybe he could cool his feet in the water there. The humid air was unbearable. It was unusual that it was still so warm at the end of summer. But the students weren't visibly worried about it, but enjoyed the last days of summer before the cold winter came upon them.
But as soon as he had climbed the little hill, he noticed her not far from him. They sat down under a beech tree. Harry pressed his lips together and stopped. How should you manage to avoid people when they always showed up where you went? It didn't exist. He ran a hand through his hair and sighed in resignation. And once again his mood dropped. He looked over at them.
It wasn't the first time he saw this sight.
A brown haired boy reading a book.A black-haired boy who sat next to it, bored.
Another black haired boy who played with a snitch.
And another mouse-gray-haired boy who watched him do it.
Yes, he knew that. A typical picture that appeared to him. It would always have been like that. This time, however, there was another among them. And it was he who started talking to one of them. And as if he had sensed Harry's presence, he looked at him with his blue-gray eyes. His eyes sparkled and his mouth formed a mocking smile. As if he was enjoying being able to sit with the marauders instead of Harry's job. He just seemed to glow with glee.
Draco Malfoy. The Prince of Slytherin. Or would you prefer a former Slytherin? He wasn't a Slytherin in a long time. Although it wasn't long since his "dear" enemy got his hat on again. Immediately after it was his turn. It had been the second time that day that he had been amazed.He came to Slytherin while Malfoy came to Gryffindor. That was more than crazy.
Suddenly, as if awakened from a freeze, Harry turned and turned. He didn't want to see her any longer. He didn't care. From him they could do what they wanted. The main thing is that they left him alone. He didn't want anything to do with them. But it was questionable whether he could ever get this.
+ + +
After closing the door to his dormitory, he collapsed onto his bed. He had spent the last few hours finishing his history essay. He had been able to distract himself well, as searching for information had been very time consuming and had taken all of his concentration. But now there was nothing that could be done. He crossed his arms behind his head and stared lost in thought at the ceiling of his four-poster bed.
How did this come about? He was clearly in a wrong movie. That couldn't work, could it?His archenemy was most likely in the Gryffindor Tower at the moment and was having a great time with his future "parents" while he had to vegetate alone in the dirty snake pit. It wasn't quite normal anymore! And that wasn't even the biggest problem. Because on top of that, his father was intolerance in person and a show-off on top of that, although that was nothing new. He never would have thought that this man loathed and cursed Slytherins so much for no good reason. He'd heard before that he'd bewitched others just for fun. And that had been more than terrifying for him. He had once witnessed an argument between him and Snape through a pensieve, but to have felt it himself had been a thousand times worse.
Flashback
5 more minutes. He had to hurry if he didn't want to be late. He quickly turned the corner. A little further away he spotted a small group of Gryffindors coming towards him.It was the marauders, and with them Draco. He looked down. Just keep walking straight ahead and ignore it. Pretend you don't know her Like you've never met them before. He took a shaky breath. That was easier thought than done. But he wouldn't let it show. He just kept walking, his eyes on the floor.
As soon as he was within earshot, Sirius's voice rang out.
"Look at! Your missing twin brother!" Sirius quipped, gesturing at Harry. James eyes narrowed and his smile faded when he saw Harry. The first time they'd met him, he'd looked at him that way too. Contemptuous and full of disgust. Like every time they met. Always. If he noticed him. ...
"No way. I don't know him. And such a dirty Slytherin was, is and will never be related to me in any remotely possible way. Remember that. Just because he looks something like me doesn't mean anything!"To make his statement clear, he pulled out his wand and stopped. The others stopped too.
"Mave (*)!" he spat out and aimed his wand at him. "Let's duel. Here and now."
Startled, Harry stopped moving and stared at James in horror. They were only a few meters apart. Duel? Right away? And that against him? No. He definitely didn't want that. Not against him. After all, he was his father. And it didn't seem like this was going to be a fun and harmless duel. Why does he always have to get into such a tricky situation? Can't something even turn out the way one imagined?
Breath in, breath out. He had to try to calm down. Because excitement was completely out of place here. He just had to take it easy. That would work. Somehow. He certainly wouldn't go into that. No. He wouldn't do anything like that. James could wait until he went black."Come on! Pull out the wand!" James exclaimed angrily. Some of the students who were standing in the hallway and had recently been busy chatting now looked over at them curiously.
Harry, however, did nothing in that direction, just looked at him calmly. In the meantime he was feeling unsettling, but he didn't let him get the better of him and his hands, which he had made into fists in his pockets, began to sweat slightly.
"I said take out your MAGIC WAND!" James hissed, his eyes sparkling with anger.
"No, I won't," he replied with a pristine look.
Instead of pulling his wand, he even crossed his arms defensively over his chest. The tension rose and the air seemed to crackle.
"Okay. You didn't want it any other way. But don't say later that you didn't have the chance to do something about it." And as soon as he had said that, a bright curse shot out of his wand. Startled, Harry gasped and his pupils dilated.He took a step back, but then the spell hit Harry with full force and with a jerk left him hanging upside down in the air. His school bag fell to the floor and his school supplies were scattered under him. And his wand among them. The students in the hall started laughing. It had been the same spell he'd used to bewitch Snape in Snape's memory. And he actually used it against HIM. Against his own son.
"And? Do you like it?" sneered James.
It was bitter to hear that from his own father. And it was at that moment that something inside Harry broke. He turned his head away from him in resignation. He didn't want to see him anymore, didn't want to hear him anymore. He couldn't stand his presence any longer. It hurt too much. How could such a thing happen? His disappointment turned to bitterness. Why did he have to stumble into this time of all times? But why? Did fate hate him so much?Rapid footsteps echoed through the corridors. It only took a moment before an angry McGonagall showed up. She was just coming from the headmaster's office when a second grader came running towards her on the way to her classroom and told her about an argument between two sixth graders. As soon as she appeared down the hall, she saw Harry hanging in the air.
"What does that mean! Mr. Potter?" she addressed James, who was the only one with his wand in his hand. With a wave of her wand, she lowered Harry. He landed on the floor not too gently.
"Well answer! You already know that detention brings with it, right?", The sharp undertone in her voice could not be ignored. She glared at him angrily.
"I didn't do anything! He has -"
"Nothing done? Yes, I can see that! Three weeks of detention for you in my office! You already had a warning, but now it's finally over!I want to see her with me today at eight sharp! If I catch her doing some crooked thing again, she'll be dearly! "
“And as for you, Mr. Lupine,” She turned to Remus, “I would have expected more from a