messy love •harrypotterxoc•

• chapter fifty two (4)

harry woke up again, groaning in sweating after another dream he'd had, he looked at the clock and it read 6:00 so groaned and lay back in his head not being able to see as he couldn't be bothered to grab his glasses on the table next to him

harry had been having dreams all summer, and not the kind he would welcome like the ones about addy, addys face, addy voice, addy heart, addys boobs, addys bum- you get the point, typical teenage boy dreams. ew

no he'd been having dreams of graveyard and weird men surrounding voldemort who looked oddly like the a alien slime baby you'd find in a poundland shop but anyways it want pleasant dreams but more ones that would make him start his dead in cold sweat and a uncertain fear or anxious state, so not great

Harry ran his fingers over the scar again. It was still painful. He turned on the lamp beside him, scrambled out of bed, crossed the room, opened his wardrobe, and peered into the mirror on the inside of the door. A skinny boy of fourteen looked back at him yet for some reason he'd grown extremely tall maybe the height of 5'9 maybe 10 ish which was tall for his age but he guess ron would be taller since ron was practically a giant and he almost laughed at how small addy would be compared to him now as she was till stuck in her 5'3 or 4 figure, his bright green eyes puzzled under his untidy black hair. He examined the lightning-bolt scar of his reflection more closely. It looked normal, but it was still stinging.

The dim picture of a darkened room came to him. There had been a snake on a hearth rug. a small man called Peter, nicknamed Wormtail. and a cold, high voice. the voice of Lord Voldemort but the thought of him made harry almost shiver but instead he let out a breathily laugh imagining what addy would probably say

'he looks like the gunk you pull out of your shower when it clogs full of hair'

and do be honesty she was right, he looked all bony and rearranged almost like a piece or knotted hair and shampoo

Voldemort and Wormtail had been talking about someone they had killed, though Harry could not remember the name and they had been plotting to kill someone else. him! they also mentioned a girl with special abilities but he could only imagine they ment addy since in 2nd year tom riddle wanted addy aswell who was a girl with special abilities

Harry took his face out of his hands, opened his eyes, and stared around but nothing unusual say there only his magical hogwarts stuff but that was almost completely normal for him now

Harry walked over to a book, picked it up, and watched one of the wizards score a spectacular goal by putting the ball through a fifty-foot-high hoop. Then he snapped the book shut. Even Quidditch - in Harry's opinion, the best sport in the world - couldn't distract him at the moment. He placed Flying with the Cannons on his bedside table, crossed to the window, and drew back the curtains to survey the street below.

Privet Drive looked exactly as a respectable suburban street would be expected to look in the early hours of Saturday morning. All the curtains were closed. As far as Harry could see through the darkness, there wasn't a living creature in sight, not even a cat.

And yet harry went restlessly back to the bed and sat down on it, running a finger over his scar again. It wasn't the pain that bothered him; Harry was no stranger to pain and injury. He had lost all the bones from his right arm once and had them painfully regrown in a night. The same arm had been pierced by a venomous foot-long fang not long afterward. Only last year Harry had fallen fifty feet from an airborne broomstick. He was used to bizarre accidents and injuries; they were unavoidable if you attended Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and had a knack for attracting a lot of trouble.

sure he wasn't addy who was breaking bones every night but he was definitely running up for seccond most injured. although he had to admit addy was proberly talking place 1-10 with her as she would say 'i'm too amazing for 1 award, i need loads more' and she was right to be honest after everything she'd been through, plus she was amazing