Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.
Working Title: Harry Potter and the curse of the Save/Load
A/N: I apologize in advance for any inaccuracies. Please feel free to correct me by sending mail to me if you notice any errors.
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First year Harry Potter was roaming about the school library in the dead of the night, searching for any books that could help him and his friends in unraveling the mystery of the philosopher's stone.
Most of the books he had stumbled upon so far were rather nasty, with some books shooting out what he presumed to be curses as he passed, and yet others tried to eat his hand while he was browsing through. One had even screamed so loud that he slammed the book back onto the shelf and hightailed it out of the library, all the while seriously hoping that nobody had noticed the racket made by the book.
However, as he dodged a particularly vicious purple looking curse, Harry landed right in front of a shelf that only contained multiple copies of Hogwarts: A History. He imagined that Hermione would probably force him and Ron to borrow a couple if she knew they were there. However, inexplicably, he saw that there was a small bright yellow book jammed in the middle of copies of Hogwarts: A History. Feeling curious, and gathering that the book couldn't be too evil because it was bright yellow and wasn't in the restricted section, Harry pulled the book out. The title read…
Unlimited Power
Harry's eyes widened. "Unlimited Power? Could this book offer any hints as to Nicholas Flamel's ticket to apparent immortality, the philosopher's stone?" He flipped it open, and noticed that it had only one page, which was busy writing itself.
Hello to you, my dear reader.
If you have found this book, then you must have been wandering around the restricted section without permission, because the book that prompts you to jump in this direction only activates at night. I congratulate you on being the latest to join the group of Hogwarts rule breakers, as that's what you most certainly are. By the way, dodging was an excellent decision; getting hit would have ensured that you suffered a most dastardly painful sore on the bottom of both your big toes.
"Ouch." thought Harry.
Yep, it is most painful, I can assure you. "Ouch" would be an accurate description.
"Hey wait, did the book just read my thoughts?" wondered Harry.
Yes I just did.
Harry dropped the book in shock, but the book simply glowed and floated up to rest at his eye-level.
Anyway, I just thought you should know that the front part of this book was merely a distraction; this book was made to take advantage of your (highly likely) distraction to put a curse on you. Now, I shan't tell you about the curse, but you'll find out in time. Don't worry, its nothing life threatening… in fact, it leads to the title of this book!
With that, the book burst into flames and disappeared.
"Uh… what just happened?" stuttered Harry, who was in shock at being written to by a sentient book. Then it hit him.
"AAAAHHHHHHHH!" A world of pain exploded within his head. It felt like someone had let loose an electric mouse within his head, and said electric mouse was currently busy sending jolts of electricity that painfully fried his brain, making him completely incoherent and unable to think at all. He couldn't even think of the pain; all he knew was that there was pain, and a whole lot of it at that. Harry fell to the floor and continued screaming, but surprisingly, nobody seemed to have heard the noise, as nobody cared to come running to check.
Suddenly the pain ceased. It simply disappeared. One moment he felt complete agony, but the next Harry felt perfectly fine. In fact, he felt exactly the same as he had before the pain flared up. Therefore, Harry went back to thinking about what had just happened. Apparently, he had had a written and mental conversation with a sentient book. How interesting.
Not to mention that the book… "OH MY GOD! THE BOOK CURSED ME! AHHHH!" screamed Harry, who figured that since nobody seemed to have heard the din earlier he could escape with his screaming. Unfortunately…
"MR POTTER! May I ask, exactly what is your purpose being in the library at…" Madam Pince, who looked extremely disgruntled, checked the clock. "2 a.m. in the morning?"
"Err… heh heh."
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And thus, Harry was slapped with a two-week detention to be done in the library, where he had to return enormous piles of books to their rightful positions in the library everyday after school.
After receiving his punishment, Harry was sent right back to bed, which he was grateful for, because he felt very tired, both physically and mentally. There were no lingering effects from the mind frying he had earlier, but somehow just thinking about the pain tired him.
Harry climbed into bed, and he closed his eyes, ready for sleep, when suddenly all his thoughts melted away and words appeared in his mind.
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Save?
Load?
Turn off menu?
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"WHAT THE HELL?" thought Harry. He decided that he had merely fallen asleep instantly because he was really tired and was just having a really weird dream. He decided to try out he various options, so he selected save.
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Do you want to save your progress? Yes/No
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Harry picked yes.
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Saving… progress saved.
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The "screen" morphed back to the original menu. This time around, Harry picked load.
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You currently have one save file/s.
1) Bed
Which file do you want to load?
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Harry selected the only save file and loaded it.
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Loading… file loaded.
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Once again, the screen morphed back to the original menu. Harry opened his eyes, but saw nothing different. According to what he could see, nothing had changed at all. Harry decided that he was merely hallucinating due to his tiredness, so he closed his eyes and selected the final option, which caused the screen to disappear and all of his normal thoughts to flood back to him.
Harry smiled, and went to bed.
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The next day, during Professor Binn's lesson, Harry took to his usual activity during the old ghost's lesson.
He went to sleep.
As he was trying to fall asleep, he felt his thoughts melt away and an option appear in his head.
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Turn on Menu?
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Harry sat up in shock. He truly had believed that the sequence of events last night had been a horrid nightmare. Apparently, it was not. Once again, Harry decided to try out the options.
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Turn on Menu?
Yes.
Save?
Load?
Turn off menu?
Load.
You currently have one save file/s.
1) Bed
Load 1.
Loading… file loaded.
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Harry opened his eyes… and found that he was back in bed.
"…"