Resseracted (Harry Potter movies)

Year 03: 10

A/n; Remember this outfit! 😉

And quick question before we start, do you guys want a Q&A? I've seen some author's do Q&As. Just wondering whether you guys want one too.

Ron: Looks a bit peaky, doesn't he?

"Bit peaky? He fell off his broom." Julianne face palmed.

Fred: Peaky? What d'you expect him to look like? He fell fifty feet.

George: Yeah, c'mon, Ron. We'll walk you off the Astronomy Tower and see
how you come out looking.

Harry: Probably a right sight better than he normally does.

"No truer words have been spoken." Aurora and Harry highfived.

[Harry opens his eyes and Ron, Fred, George, Hermione and the Gryffindor team SLOWLY COME INTO FOCUS, standing at the foot of his bed in the hospital wing.]

"Wait, where's my jelly bean." Julianne frowned. "Was she okay? Were you okay?"

"Yeah, mum. Don't worry." Aurora smiled.

Hermione: Harry! How're you feeling?

[As Harry edges up against his pillow, we see a NURSE in the b.g., removing the SPOKES of an umbrella from a a Hufflepuff player's neck. Harry doesn't look so good himself.]

Harry: Brilliant.

"You certainly are James' son." Remus snorted.

Fred: Gave us a right good scare, mate.

Harry: What happened?

"Yeah?" James asked.

Ron: You fell off your broom.

"Not that-- arg." James rolled his eyes.

"The match?" Julianne asked eagerly.

Harry: Really? I meant the match. Who won?

[Silence. Uncomfortable glances.]

Hermione: No one blames you, Harry. The Dementors aren't meant to come on the grounds. Dumbledore was furious. After he saved you, he sent them straight off.

"Shouldn't have let them in the first place." Molly shook his head.

[Harry nods grimly, stares at the RAIN LASHING the window.]

Ron: There's something else you should know, Harry. Your Nimbus -- when it blew away? -- it sort of landed
in the Whomping Willow. And well...

"No!!" Julianne and James cried.

"Told you James, that's part of the potter curse." Said Julianne.

"Yeah. Maybe." James sighed.

"We both lost our precious first brooms when we were in our third year." Julianne told Harry.

"I tried to ride over the whomping willow on a dare and next year Julie tried to save a cat from the whomping willow." James explained.

"So that's how you two lost your brooms." Fleamont said. "I knew that someone performing self riding curse on your brooms didn't sound right. Especially when it repeats two years."

"And you're realizing it now?" Euphimia shook her head.

[He tips a BAG of SPLINTERED WOOD and TWISTED TWIGS onto the bed. As Harry stares, we hear a gentle WIND, then...]