Harry Potter And The Pure Hearted One

Chapter 9

Oliver was heading towards Umbrige's office for his detention, when he saw Harry walking swiftly by.

"Harry! Hey, Harry!" Oliver ran after him, and Harry turned abruptly, looking annoyed.

"Why do you keep coming up to me?" He asked, and Oliver was taken back a bit. This didn't seen normal for Harry. "So, you claim Voldemort's terrorising your world, is it? And you want me to help you because I'm the Boy Who Lived? The nutter?" Oliver shook his head, startled by the accusations.

"No, that's not it! I don't know what you're talking about!"

"And here's another thing!" Harry told him, on a roll. "You're American! I hear it in your voice! Why are you here in Scotland for school? Hermione told me there's plenty of wizarding schools around! Are you just trying to buddy up to me or something? So when everyone finds out that Voldemort is back-"

"For god's sake, Potter!" Oliver interrupted, exasperated. "Would you shut up for one second!?" Harry's mouth shut, and he was silent. Oliver took a deep breath. "Look, I don't know why I was brought here to Hogwarts. All I know, is that a man, called the Conductor, came to my other world and told me that Voldemort has sent creatures all over to terrorise the people! And he told me that you brought him back and that I should stay away from you. But, when I heard your side of the story, I thought that maybe you could help me." Harry raised his eyebrows.

"How can I help? I'm not much, just a really unlucky guy." Oliver shrugged.

"I don't know. I guess I thought that since you fought him before, you'd be able to help out with defeating the creatures he's created." Harry looked up, uncertain.

"Meaning... You want me to come to your world? To defeat these creatures?" Oliver's eyes went wide. He hadn't thought of that, but it sounded like a pretty good idea!

"I guess, why not? But, we have to bring Esther with us. She'd get annoyed if I left her out, she's helped me so many times in the past!" Harry shrugged.

"Okay, but then can I bring my friends? Ron's my best friend, and Hermione would be interested in seeing a new world!" Oliver nodded eagerly.

"Of course! The more the merrier! We can go on Saturday!" Harry smiled and nodded.

"I guess so. We don't have classes, and I don't think many people would notice if we went."

As the two walked, they told each other of their adventures in the past, feeling better and better towards each other, especially Harry. He'd been a little disturbed by what Oliver had said on the train, unsure of what to think about what he had been told. But listening to Oliver's stories in the otherworld and being able to tell Oliver, someone who understood how it felt to be some sort of Chosen One, all of his stories felt great!

"Wait, so you're telling me, this giant spider trapped you in a web in the sky!? How!?" Harry asked, and Oliver giggled.

"I'm not sure! But it was so hard battling him because we kept getting stuck! My friend Aaliyah tried to use her magic so that she could use to keep her hair back without having to pull hair out, but she only managed to pull out a whole curl of hair!" Both boys laughed loudly. "I'm more interested in that battle with the dementors! Did you really see yourself and think it was your dad?" Harry nodded, his face turning red as they reached Umbridge's office, and knocked on her door.

"Come in." Came the sickly sweet voice, and they entered the room that was so pink, it hurt their eyes. "Good evening, boys. Sit." Both boys took a seat at the desks that had been brought in the room. "You're going to be doing some lines for me today, Mr. Potter and Mr. Mason." Both of then reached into their bags, but Umbrige shook her head. "No, not with your quills. Going to be using rather special ones of mine." She then handed them each a quill, and Oliver took it with a shaking hand. "Now... I want you to write, "I must not tell lies."

"How many times?" Harry asked begrudgingly. Umbridge merely shrugged.

"Well, let's say for as long as it takes for the message to sink in." She then turned to walk away.

"Excuse me, but you haven't given us any ink." Oliver piped up, and she merely shrugged again.

"Oh, you won't need any ink." Both boys exchanged glances, then began to write on the paper. Oliver had begun the second line, when he felt as if a knife was digging into his skin. He looked at the back of his hand, and in his handwriting, deep cuts were forming the words, "I must not tell lies." Oliver looked at Harry's hand, and saw the same thing. "Yes?" He looked up, and saw Umbridge looking down at them.

"Nothing." Harry told her, and Oliver shook his head. If Harry could be strong, so could he.

"That's right." She told them, smiling. "Because you know, deep down... you deserve to be punished. Don't you, boys?" Neither boys answered her.

HPOM

As they left Umbrige's office, neither spoke to the other.

"Oliver!" He turned his head, and saw Esther running over to him. "Oh, hello Harry!" Harry gave a wave. "I heard you got detention from Professor Umbridge! She's awful!" Oliver nodded, covering the back of his hand so Esther couldn't see.

"Yeah. She's pretty bad." But Esther wasn't stupid. She grabbed his hand, and gasped when saw the cuts.

"Oh my goodness!" She exclaimed, taking Harry's and checking it. "You two have got to tell someone! Surely the headmaster, or Harmony, or someone could help!"

"Who's Harmony?" Harry asked.

"My sister." Oliver told him, then turned to Esther. "And Esther, we're okay now. It doesn't hurt as bad now." Esther crossed her arms.

"Doesn't mean I won't tell Harmony! I don't know where the headmaster is, or else I'd tell him too!"

"Anyway..." Harry said, trying to move on. "Oliver invited me and my friends to come see your world on Saturday! To try and help you defeat the creatures Voldemort created!" Esther's eyed went wide.

"How about we all meet down in the greenhouses and we'll Gateway there?" Oliver asked. "Around noon?" Harry nodded.

"Sounds good, but what's Gateway?" Oliver grinned.

"Oh you'll see."