July 5th, 2006

Harry Potter Fan Fiction

HARRY POTTER and the Minor Industry

Harry regained consciousness slowly, shaking his head. He felt... strange. Where was he?

He blinked his eyes into focus. Someone was kneeling in front of him, and a few feet away, Hermione -- was it Hermione? -- was starting to pull herself up from the floor onto her elbows. Beyond her was what looked like the Forbidden Forest, although not a part he knew.

Something didn't sit right. If he was in the forest, why was he -- were they -- on a floor?

"Dan?" said the man kneeling before him. Another man was helping Hermione -- Harry blinked; what seemed odd about Hermione? -- to her feet. "Dan, are you all right?"

"'S Harry," mumbled Harry, looking back at the man, who held out a hand to help him up.

"Pardon?" the man said, swinging Harry slightly around as he clambered to his feet.

"The name," said Harry. "It's Harry."

The man raised an eyebrow. "You're deciding to go Method now?"

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