Riddle in the Castle. (A Harry Potter Fanfic) 01
Summary: Harry has been a little off since the graveyard. He sees more than a closed door in his nightly visions, and he's losing his grasp on reality. "But with the way things are, Dumbledore told us we couldn't write." Hermione said, her hair falling into her eyes. Harry quoted a rather intelligent poem, considering that he could have screamed instead. (Eventual slash) (Alternate year 5)
A Riddle in the Castle.
Chapter 1: Dementors & Grimmauld Place
“Where are you?” Harry muttered.
No owl came down bearing messages, and no wizard appeared to answer the question.
Harry sat on the swing-set, watching the sun set with growing apprehension. The summer had not been going as he planned, and even the hot, sweltering days couldn’t burn the memory of Cedric’s cold body on his hands, or the touch of ropes around tombstones. So he got up, deciding to finally head home after a long day of newspaper-snatching and eavesdropping-on-the-news