Harry James Potter (onewholived) wrote in hoggyknightsooc,
Harry James Potter
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The Year 96-97

Finally, a tale of Harry’s mysterious sixth year! Jumping from the Order of Phoenix to the Harry’s seventh year is difficult when you have a year just blank with nothing that was known to happen! My main problem being the storyteller was I didn’t know what to have happen in their sixth year. During a moment of inspiration and long times brooding, I finally began to take notes on what events happened.

Here is the deal, I am posting this in a cut on the OOC board, and will link to the entry on the user info. Everyone is required to read Harry’s summary. From here on, everyone can write a summary of their character’s sixth year and post it as a comment. Just remember, the more minor your character is, please try and keep their life from being too grand. If you’re summary is found to be inappropriate, Abby or I will delete it and tell you what is wrong. You can correct it and then repost it. I look forward to reading everyone’s year of 96-97!

Highlights and Details of Harry Potter's 6th Year:

During Harry’s sixth year he was very depressed early on, but for the beginning his symptoms were violent moods. He would have long periods of refusing to eat, little to no sleep, not doing his homework, would skip Quidditch practice, which brought down Gryffindor’s overall ranking, he also argued with Snape at all opportunities, losing enormous house points for Gryffindor and filling most of his weekends with detentions, and tried to pick fights with Draco Malfoy whenever possible. He ignored Dumbledore’s Army so badly to the point that Hermione and Ron took over for the planning and the teaching. Harry barely attended, but his massive amount of detentions was blamed.

By the time for the Halloween feast, Harry’s mood had gotten so volital that when Colin Creevey approached him to take part in a Gryffindor group photo the fifth year wanted to take to show his parents, the already annoyed Harrry began to get angry. It angered and irritated Harry so much that he punched Colin in the nose, breaking it.

On Christmas day, Harry woke up to find among his presents gifts Remus sent him that included personal belongings that once belonged to Harry’s parents and godfather. Professor Lupin gave Harry his parent’s wedding rings, and when not around the Dursleys Harry wears his father’s wedding band on his left index finger. Remus also gave Harry Sirius’ first leather jacket, the one his godfather wore when he first bought his motorbike. While the jacket is too big on Harry, who is much smaller then his godfather, he still wears it once and a while. The jacket is sad need of repair, though.

After the Christmas holidays, Snape began to teach this 6th year classes about poisons throughout the years. He focused on the potions developed, perfected, and implemented by Grindelwald, the dark wizard Dumbledore defeated in 1945. Grindelwald worked with the effort on the German minister and squib, Adolf Hitler. So many of his poisons used muggle ingredients side by side with magical ingredients. This is the reason why these poisons are so deadly to wizards and nearly impossible for antidotes to be developed. The research the students studied were into the how the poisons were developed, administered, the symptoms and detection methods. In addition they studied the antidotes intensely.

Based on the notes given to the students, Harry properly brewed a sample of Grindelwald’s most complex and deadly poison, the same one used by Voldemort to kill Fudge’s predecessor in the office held by the Minister of Magic. He held onto the sample for a week before administering to himself. Ron Weasley says that he didn’t intend to go to the lockers, since they were having no practice. But his sister asked him to retrieve something for her; she threatened him that if he didn’t she’d tell their mother something Ron insists on keeping secret, which was his current potions grade. This is where he found his best found nearly dead in the Quidditch lockers that day, with an empty bottle, the smell of a familiar potion inside. He immediately assumed it was one of the infamous poisons they studied and rushed his friend to the hospital wing. Here, Harry would have died if two near miracles had not happened. Observing Harry’s symptoms, Pomfrey said that the poison Harry took must be Grindelwald’s Throat Choker Poison, which was closely similar to Grindelwald’s Blood Freezer. Ron remembered a very subtle difference in the symptoms the two poisons had, and that one had a stronger scent of holly berries then the other. He insanely said it the Blood Freezer Poison. Pomfrey and Snape were convinced it was the Choker Poison, but Hermione Granger believed him. She rushed down to the dungeons where she had been working on a project in one of Snape’s spare labs. She was endeavoring to earn extra points for researching into the possible ways to develop an antidote for the Blood Freezer Poison, which no successful treatment has ever been found.

Rushing back the hospital wing, she transfigured a pencil into a muggle syringe and administered the untested antidote to her friend. Harry survived, much to all’s relief. He stayed in the Hospital Wing for two weeks to recover, and so Pomfrey would observe him. Under a colleague’s recommendation from St. Mungos, Pomfrey began to give Harry a Mood Pepper-Up Potion to help him balance his emotions and moods. With a months time after being released Harry began to become his own self. He worked hard in Quidditch, and they almost went to the finals against Slytherin, but lost to Ravenclaw. Slytherin won the Quidditch Cup, but Gryffindor was close. He pulled his grades out of the water with the help of Hermione, and he took over Dumbledore’s Army again. Even though he was working himself almost to the bones, all the while he was steadily getting happier. His friends were so pleased of this.

Snape refused to kick Harry out of his potions class, despite Harry’s assumptions that he’d never be allowed around a cauldron again. The potions master said if Harry Potter could properly brew Grindelwald’s Blood Freezer, then the boy must finally be gaining something from his class and acquiring potion-brewing skills. Ron continued to pay attention in class, forever proud and happy he had been the one to ultimate save his friend’s life. After all, if he hadn’t corrected Pomfrey and Snape, Hermione never would have realized she had the cure. During the following summer Ron received the highest O.W.L. grade in potions any member of his family ever got. He may forever hate Snape, but he’s sure proud of what he did. Hermione also got a high score in potions, higher then anyone in ten years. Several highly respected medi-wizards wrote articles on the ingenious nature and development of the antidote she created. Poppy Pomfrey has promised to pay for Hermione’s medi-magic education in full if she would ever choose to become a medi-witch. All the while Snape is trying not to be too apparent in his encouragement that Hermione continue researching potions and work for a potions mastership.

The end of the year went on without alarm, which was good for the tired but recovering Harry Potter and his friends, who were still sometimes at nerves end that Harry might repeat what he tried. That was until Harry was kidnapped four weeks before the end of the term. Rabastan Lestrange brought Harry to the Riddle Mansion, and it was at the mansion where Voldemort would swing from torturing Harry or spoiling him.

Voldemort’s goal was to try and break or seduce Harry to join the army of Death Eaters. Voldemort was convienced that Harry would be a far greater ally then enemy. The Dark mark could only be given to someone whom willing took it, since the magic of the mark was powerful and forever binding. Harry always refused. When left behind in the room he was thrown in, or being tortured, Voldemort would keep Harry’s wrists and ankles tightly bound with tin write that sliced into Harry’s wrists and ankles, becoming just some of many scars Harry got during his time in Voldemort’s custody. Among the other torture methods employed, Voldemort had Goyle Sr. drive a large nail through Harry’s left palm, and poured acid into the wound. Just before the Order’s rescue, Bellatrix lost her patience with Harry and burned a hot iron with the brand of the Dark Mark between Harry’s shoulder blades. While the burn has no magic, it cannot be removed like all the other significant scares that were inflected on Harry. Too much time had passed for any amount of magic to remove them.

When he was returned to Pomfrey’s care, seeing that Harry refused to be taken care of anyone else, he was found to be emanciated, nearly twenty pounds under weight, with many broken bones and an untreated concussion. He remained in the hospital wing for just over a week under her careful eye. Following her gut, she doubled the dosage of the potion she began to give him at the beginning of the year. When boarding the train, no one noticed anything wrong with young Harry other then a limp. With the help of his friends, Pomfrey, and the continuous visits of Remus Lupin and Arthur Weasley, Harry recovered remarkably well. He does report nightmares related to his ordeal to Dumbledore and Pomfrey, but refuses to talk about it much else.
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After Lucius' imprisonment at Azkaban, Narcissa's life became infinitely more complicated, though she handled it with all the graceful bearing and annoyingly aristocratic patience she'd been raised with. Now alone and juggling the responsibilities of a household and raising a son, she was left with little time for herself. Aside from the pain of virtually losing a spouse, as if to death itself, the primary source of stress and anxiety in Narcissa's life was the expectation in the Death Eater circles that she'd assume Lucius' duties there as well. Also expected was that she'd be easily pushed into bringing her son, Draco, to the fold. Alas for them they underestimated her.

Lucius, and not entirely on his own insistence for she had her say in it, had been careful about how closely he brought his son to Voldemort. After the Dark Lord's resurrection, the Malfoys' loyalty was a great deal more cautious in its giving, seeing the somewhat unstable nature Voldemort now seemed to possess. After Lucius was locked in Azkaban, it was no different. It quickly became apparent that Narcissa was just as socially and manipulatively adept, if not more so, than her husband. And she was not about to travel down a path that would cost her Draco, when it had already taken Lucius from her.

So for now, she walked a very thin line between survival and death. Staying close enough to Voldemort to keep his trust, should she ever need it, and far enough away to keep her son safe, should he ever need that. However as the summer after Draco's 6th year drew to a close, it became apparent that she'd have to choose a side, and choose it soon.
Harry's 6th year history pretty much spells out Voldemort's as well. Aside from the kidnapping plot, the undead sycophant really hasn't been up to a whole lot as far as real action is concerned. His forces and power are still smarting badly after the capture of so many key lieutenants at the end of Harry's 5th year.

So he sits and waits, as is his wont, for the perfect opportunity to spring out again.
Draco was horrified to see his father taken to Azkaban, but with that change came a transformation in his world view. Before, it had seemed as though his life was truly limited to just two options, join Voldemort, or fight against him by siding with Dumbledore. Neither, to be honest, truly appealed to the Slytherin.

He spent his sixth year learning everything he could about the people around him. His mother, his fellow purebloods, his schoolmates, his professors, and more. He collected facts and let them turn and twist in his mind, trying desperately to find an alternative, a path to his own freedom.

It nearly a year before Draco found his solution, and from there, he began plotting. Masks were reshaped, goals set and views redefined.

Draco had decided to reclaim the sullied honor of his House by transforming it into a thing of power, of respect. No more was he going to have time for petty battles and enemies, instead he had a goal, a destiny, one that was truly his own.

He would lead the Slytherins down their own path, one of power, wisdom and transformation. Pansy, his beloved best friend, would do this with him, freeing his female housemates as well. He knew that someday those he could convince would help rule the wizarding world in a way that defied this concept of Light and Dark. Slytherins were fond of shades of gray, after all.

Now if only he could discover what on earth Potter had done to make him obsess over the ridiculous Gryffindor constantly.
It wasn't easy being a Weasley for Ron's sixth year. If having to leave Hogwarts with the death of Sirius on his mind wasn't enough, his family was looking toward hard times for the next few months. With Mr. Weasley's job at the Ministry as stable as the relationship between him and Percy, who had been refusing to come home even after the revealing of the presence of Lord Voldemort, Mrs. Weasley was constantly a mess trying to deal with both her husband and hers sons, all of which ( except Ron, of course ) having left to make lives of their own. Fred and George were the latest to move out of the burrow, and surprisingly Ron missed the two pranksters more than he would ever have thought. The only comfort he found in his own home was with his sister Ginny, the two bickering more yet closer than ever. Not even Harry or Hermione made things better, usually receiving weekly owls from one or the other.

When the school year started, Ron was relieved to return, happy to get out of the house he had been stuck in for far too long. He had forced himself into believing that school would be better than at home, but when Harry's mood started to change and he began to fall into depression, things became anything but better. Ron constantly had to have an eye on his friend, watching over him like a hawk stalking its prey just to keep him safe. It became a burden for the redhead to do so, but would have disappointed many if he did not.

"Keep an eye out and make sure he's okay."

"Make sure he doesn't get hurt."

"We're counting on you to take care of Harry, Ron."

Ron already hated being known as "The friend of Harry Potter," but having to act like his bodyguard was even worse. It was one thing to be stuck in the background, in the shadows of your friend's light, but as his protector, Ron felt as if he had fallen in rank. There were times when he wanted to walk away from his friends and stop caring, but if he was sure of anything at that time, it was of his obligation to Harry as his best friend. Ron knew that if he had forgotten about Harry, his friend might not be able to handle it. While Harry was deteriorating emotionally, Ron locked up every negative feeling inside of him and said nothing to no one. Expressing himself wasn't one of the things Ron excelled at, and he'd be damned if he would have started then.

When Ron found out that Harry had been captured, he nearly lost it. If it wasn't bad enough that he had let his guard down enough for Harry to do something as drastic as he did the day Ron found him in the Quidditch lockers, he now had let Harry be taken by the very person he was supposed to protect him from. Ron blamed himself for everything Harry had endured in that time and can't forgive himself. No one knows of his guilt, no one knows what went on in his mind during the period of time Harry wasn't at Hogwarts. Not even Hermione, as intuitive as she is: Ron learned to hide well even under the watchful eyes of his intelligent friend.
Ginny’s fifth year was definitely not one of her best.

After leaving Hogwarts with the death of Sirius hanging over her head, as well as that dreadful battle at the Ministry, Ginny welcomed the chance to return home to her family for a peaceful, quiet summer. Unfortunately, the summer was to be anything but.

As Percy was still feuding with the family and Mr. Weasley’s job was continually decreasing in sturdiness, tension ran high in the household. Fred and George moved out, and with them went Ginny’s sense of humour and ability to laugh. Nearly all of the smiles her mum tried to coax out of her were faux. The only person Ginny felt she could rely on was her brother Ron.

Ginny returned to school, only too glad to get out of the house. Like Ron, she felt Hogwarts had to be better than what was going on in the Burrow. Also like Ron, she was mistaken.

Since she is watchful and intuitive by nature, Ginny did not miss the signs of discourse the Trio were emitting. It was obvious how depressed Harry had become, how burdened Ron felt, and how tired Hermione always looked. She could only watch as they plummeted, though, as whenever she tried to step in and help them, they pushed her away, saying that nothing was the matter.

She worried for Harry the most. She could see how he was withdrawing from the world. When he abandoned Quidditch, Ginny knew something serious was wrong. It was too late to do anything, though, and she ended up replacing him temporarily as Seeker. When the news of his attempted suicide reached her, she ran up to the Hospital Wing, but Madame Pomfrey wouldn’t let her in. She ended up being sick in one of the bathrooms and barricaded herself in her dormitory for a few days.

Ginny was very relieved when Harry recovered. She thought nothing more could go wrong. She was obviously mistaken. She tried to be there for Ron during the period while Harry was in Voldemort’s custody, but she had a feeling she wasn’t much help to him.

By the end of the year, Ginny was just thankful she had survived without managing to accumulate too many grey hairs.
When eleven-year-old Remus learned of his newly-gotten lycanthropy (due to unintentionally mauling his father) and saw its effect on the rest of his family, he ran away—winding up at Hogwarts where he buried himself in his studies until Sirius, James, and Peter took a sledgehammer to his emotional walls.

When Sirius, James, and Peter were taken from him in 1981, he ran away again—this time burying himself in his work with the Order, accepting assignments which would take him as far away from England and his memories as possible.

When he lost Sirius for the second—and last—time in 1996, he almost ran again. But this time, his own grief was not his primary concern; there was another who had been hit even harder by Sirius's death, one whose road toward recovery would be much longer and more difficult than Lupin's. So, though Lupin again took relatively distant assignments for the Order, he kept his trips abroad shorter and more immediate, so that he could keep even a vicarious frequent eye on Harry.

For much of the remainder of '96, Lupin served as an unofficial liaison/ambassador for the Order, attempting to gather allies from wizard establishments in other nations. His success exceeded expectations... which didn't mean all that much when expectations had earmarked the errand as futile. Still, at least a small handful of previously uninvolved communities now offered their support to Dumbledore. Between assignments, Lupin kept in touch with McGonagall regarding Harry's situation. Though she urged him to come to Harry in person, Lupin declined, feeling that Harry would not welcome Lupin's presence—or that of anyone who might seem to be replacing Sirius (an impossible endeavour if he ever heard one). As Harry's depression grew worse, Lupin found other ways to intercede.

He'd planned never to voluntarily return to 12 Grimmauld Place for as long as he lived. But in response to the reports of Harry's decline in health and behaviour, Lupin went back not only to the Black estate but to all the places where old belongings of James, Lily, and Sirius might have been stored. Once this mission was completed, he sent Harry a few special tokens, to serve as anchors and memorials, in the form of a Christmas gift.

Seeing the state of these places, combined with the following news of Harry's attempted suicide, Lupin suddenly realised what he was allowing to become of his and his friends' shared past. In early '97, he moved back into No. 12 and began a massive renovation, building on the overhaul cleaning job Sirius and the Weasley family had undertaken the summer before Sirius died. Before he was through, he had made the place into a far more serviceable HQ for the Order than just the meeting and feeding site it, until that point, had been. He also belatedly recognised his earlier suspicion, that Harry would not want or could only be further hurt by Lupin's presence, as an ill-disguised excuse for his own guilt, grief, and fear. By the time of Harry's kidnapping and subsequent rehabilitation, Lupin had seen well enough to his own healing that he was able to spend nearly all his time at the side of Harry's sickbed.
Being Kevin Entwhistle in his sixth year was by far the easiest year he ever experinced. High Potions grades and a few new copies of the Chemical and Potions dictionaries gave him much excitement during the year. He was out of the loop for most of the year though he did hear about the battle at the ministry through the grapevine. He had a great love for the bravery of everyone there and he knew things were seriously wrong with some people, but being a bit timid and feeling it was inaporpriate (it would have been) he decided to just stay away from questioning anything that went on. The only true scare of the year was when he thought he had lost Solares and Noctrina. because of this he now keeps them under his robes at all times. In family life his Cousin Raven moved to the states with a young american wizard that she married. The last Kevin heard they were expecting a young boy. This year Kevin looks forward to a little bit of excitement though hopefully not in the way that Harry Potter and his crew has... though he wouldn't mind the adventure.
Morag's sixth year was slow and agonizing, moreso than usual. Though it was just as quiet as the previous ones, there was a certain air hanging over the castle that was hard to miss. When Harry was kidnapped, she grew unbelievably paranoid, watching every newcomer into the castle (who were only there to help Dumbledore find Harry) with suspicious eyes. The four weeks in which he were gone were the worst, because other than that, she knew little of what was happening with he and his friends. Morag had never spoken to Harry in her life, and she had never wanted to speak to anyone more. Not because of romantic reasons at all, but because she wanted to know what was happening; what was really going on beneath all of Dumbledore's stories in a frantic attempt to keep the students calm.
Aside from the scare with Voldemort, grade-wise, her year was successful. She reached nearly all NEWT classes, with which she kept a high average, though she did have to work very hard. Studying took up the majority of her time over the year, but it was well paid off.
By the end of the year, she hoped a lazy summer would take her mind off of the things that had happened at Hogwarts, though they ended up being at the top of the list for her thoughts.