No One Else (Sequel to Only You)

Thought Provocation

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My favorites are Draco, Remus, Fred, Neville, and Dobby

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Dolores Umbridge, Yaxley, Scabior and Aragog (Because like Ron, I have terrible arachnophobia😁😁)

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Harry stared down at the hard, gray stone. His heart felt cold, like the blood was not rushing through his body anymore. It's as if everything was frozen, except for his jet black hair that was dancing along with the violent swaying of the wind. His lips parted, his eyes blank, he was staring down at his parents' grave. Their names, so delicately engraved into a carved piece of stone, made Harry start to think of them. He couldn't remember much about them, but he remembered their appearance. His mother had the reddish blond hair, with Harry's green eyes. Everyone said that Harry looked just like his father, and acted just like his father.

The only sound that was available was the sound of Harry's beating heart pumping against his chest.

Though Harry was feeling an absorbent of pain, he couldn't help but feel the slightest tinge of happiness. When he thought of his parents, he thought of Hagrid, because Hagrid gave Harry the book of them in his first year. Oh, you can never not smile when it comes to Hagrid. Then, when Harry thought of Hagrid he thought of Dumbledore. Because at times, it sometimes seems like Dumbledore is Hagrid's "God" or something. He looks up to Dumbledore..or..down.. to Dumbledore because he is a very wise man.

When Harry thought of Dumbledore, he thought of Hogwarts. Hogwarts was Harry's home, and he didn't care how much anyone denied it or said, 'how can a school be a home?'

A school can be a home when a person has gone through enough trauma and torture, to be willing to call just about anything a home. Harry felt that way about the Dursley's. It was a horrible place to live in, and once Harry was introduced to Hogwarts it was like his whole like changed. Well, his whole life really did change.

Harry thought of the different houses when he thought of Hogwarts. Hufflepuff, which Harry knew was a house that he would never got into, Ravenclaw, which is full of a bunch of people that people usually turn to for advice or assistance, Gryffindor, which is Harry's or foremost, was Harry's house.

Lastly, there was Slytherin. Harry, at a few points as he blossomed through Hogwarts, felt the need that he was supposed to be sorted into Slytherin. There were many factors that contributed to that claim. Like fore example, how Harry can speak parseltongue. Just like..Tom Riddle.

Harry thought of him after he thought of Slytherin. Just the idea of his name made Harry's scar ache in pain. He grunts, clutching his forehead trying to think of the next thing.

He thought of his friends. He doesn't know how the thought transferred from Voldemort to his friends, but he didn't care. Luna, was known as Harry's good friend. She was sweet and caring, but very odd on many occasions. Which is something that makes her so unique and unyielding.