J-kun: This is my first shot at a HP fic, so I hope it's real good. It's in a different form than how I write my others so I don't know how it will turn out. Well here we go.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Harry Potter or any of its characters. The only thing I do own is this story and my name, which appears, along with friends.
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It's a quiet evening on Privet Drive. None quieter than the house on Number Four. A young boy is sitting outside on a lawn swing staring into the sky as a middle-aged woman sticks her head out the door and calls: "Dudley! Dudley honey, dinner's ready." The woman looks over towards the swing and sees the young boy who is trying to straighten out his hair.
"And you boy," she hissed. "Come inside as well. And wash up, I can't stand to have you bringing in dirt."
"Very well Aunt Petunia." Sighed the boy as he got up and walked towards the door. As he was about the enter the door, he is pushed aside by a large boy.
"Get out of my way!" cried the large boy, running to grab his seat at the table. Aunt Petunia is standing over the stove finishing up while a rather huge man sits at the table reading a newspaper. The young boy walks over to the kitchen sink and washes his hands under the running water.
"Hurry up now boy, we haven't got all day!" said the man behind the newspaper who had now put it down and was looking red-faced at the young boy and soon joined by the looks of Aunt Petunia and Dudley.
"Yes sir, Uncle Vernon." said the young boy as he sat at the table. Aunt Petunia walked over and placed their plates in front of them and sat down herself. Uncle Vernon looked angrily down at his plate but started to eat anyway while Dudley slumped in his seat and pouted. The young boy looked down at his plate at the few leaves of lettuce. Of course Aunt Petunia gave Dudley more so he wouldn't whine as much. Dudley hated it when he didn't get more.
"Greens again? Why can't we have any meat or something sweet? Dudley whined.
"Dudikins, we have still have to follow the school's food chart." said Aunt Petunia.
"Your mother's right son. And you don't want to lose your muscles, do you? added Uncle Vernon.
Dudley turned in his seat and thought for a second then replied: "Of course not. What would I have to beat up Harry with? Not that I need them to beat him up." he laughed, looking across the table at the young boy who was poking at his supper. Harry looked up from his supper and saw Dudley laughing loudly while Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon were trying to suppress theirs. Harry sighed. "May I be excused?
"To where do you think you'd be excusing yourself to? And you haven't eaten your supper. I don't work to put food on this table just so you can waste it you know!" piped up Uncle Vernon.
"I'd be excusing myself to my room and as for my supper, Dudley can have it for all I care." replied Harry, getting up from the table. He left the kitchen and walked up the stairs to his room while Dudley grabbed his plate and took his few leaves of lettuce. Harry closed the door behind him and locked it to make sure Dudley or Uncle Vernon couldn't just invite themselves in. He knelt on the floor and removed a loose piece of the wood and took out what looked like a letter, then walked over to the bed and fell in it. He looked over the envelope at the writing on the front.
Harry Potter
Extra Bedroom
Second Floor
Number Four Privet Drive
There was no stamp or return address on the envelope. Harry opened it and took out the papers inside. It was his letter telling him when Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry would start again and a list of the items he would need. Harry let the letter fall to his chest thinking about how school would be starting again tomorrow and how glad he was that he sent a letter and a copy of the things he needed to Mrs. Weasley to buy for him at Diagon Alley since he wouldn't have the time.
Harry then shot straight up in his bed and thought: He didn't ask Uncle Vernon if he would give him a ride to the train station the next morning. Surely he would. There was nothing more Uncle Vernon liked that to get rid of Harry. But he also liked to disappoint him and threaten to not allow Harry to return to Hogwarts. Harry sank back down into his bed thinking of how he would return to Hogwarts if Uncle Vernon refused to take him to the train station. He remembered back to the time that Ron Weasley and his brother, Fred and George, came and got him in their dad's flying car. Something that almost got them expelled.
Hunger was starting to set in so Harry grabbed a chocolate frog from his hiding spot in the floor, returned the letter, and replaced the wooden plank. He opened the chocolate frog and bit off it's head and looked at the wizard card inside. Albus Dumbledore, one he had many of. But Professor Dumbledore was not in his card at the time. Harry knew there were other cards Professor Dumbledore had to visit but he hoped to have some reassurance that everything would be OK. Slowly he nodded off to sleep.
Harry woke up the next morning to the sound of pounding on the door to his room and the voice of Uncle Vernon on the other side. "You'd best be getting up boy, if you want to see that school of yours!" Harry couldn't believe what he was hearing. Uncle Vernon was taking him to the train station. Harry jumped out of bed, dressed himself, gathered up all his belongings he wanted to take with him back to Hogwarts, and looked around for his owl, Hedwig. He had let her out the previous night and she was not back yet. Harry opened his window and looked out to see if he could see her and sure enough she flew into the window and landed on Harry's shoulder. "And where have you been this whole time?" He asked the owl. Hedwig nibbled at his ear as if responding to the question. He then put her in her cage and locked the latch. When he had finished Harry ran downstairs and into the den where he saw Uncle Vernon sitting in a chair, smoking a pipe. Aunt Petunia was in the kitchen with Dudley making breakfast.
Uncle Vernon then looked up at Harry, who was eagerly standing in front of him with his things. He then stood up and taking the pipe from his lips said: "Well come on then, the faster we get rid of you, the faster we don't have to see you. And you can carry your own things to the car." Harry didn't care about Uncle Vernon's attitude towards him right now; he just cared about going back to school. He picked up his trunk and Hedwig's cage and followed Uncle Vernon out to the car and placed the trunk in the back and got into the back seat as not to upset Uncle Vernon into changing his mind about taking him.
The trip was a quiet one except for Hedwig's occasional hooting. Uncle Vernon never did so much as look at Harry the whole way to the station. But when they arrived Harry quickly grabbed a cart and loaded his trunk and owl onto it and ran off to Platform 9 3/4 without even saying goodbye to Uncle Vernon, who really didn't care so much that his nephew was gone. When Harry reached the area between Platforms 9 and 10, he looked around to see if anyone was watching him since he was by himself. He leaned up against the entrance to 9 3/4 and when no one was paying attention he slipped through to the other side.
Harry could see the smoke coming from the huge red train as hundreds of kids were getting on the train, kissing their parents goodbye, or standing around talking with other kids. Harry made his way to load his things onto the train when he heard a voice calling for him. "Harry! Hey Harry, over here!" Harry looked around the find the person the voice belonged to when he saw a freckled, redheaded boy waving at him. Harry ran with his things over the red-haired boy who was with his family, all freckled and redheaded. "Ron, it's great to see you again. Hello Mr., Mrs. Weasley, Ginny, Fred, George." Harry said, looking happy to see them all once again.
"Harry how are you my dear boy?" said Mr. Weasley shaking Harry's hand as he always did.
"Fred, George, do take Harry's things and put them on the train, won't you?" Said Mrs. Weasley to her two twin sons, which sounded more like a demand than a request.
"Yes mum." Fred and George said in unison as they took Harry's trunk and Hedwig and ran off towards the train.
"On come here and let me look you over Harry dear." Said Mrs. Weasley as she knelt in front of him. "The Dursleys have been feeding you haven't they?" Harry nodded although he didn't tell her how little they had been feeding him. "Now Ron has all of your schoolbooks, you can get them from him when you get to the school. Oh it's time for you all to get on the train now. All of you do be good" She said as she gave Ron, Ginny, and Harry a hug and a kiss on the cheek. Fred and George had got back just then and wished them well at school also.
"You might want to check your trunk when get settled in the tower, Harry." Said George winking at him. Harry knew how they wouldn't be coming back since they had left the previous year and started their own joke shop.
And with a quick wave goodbye, Ron, Harry, and Ginny got on the Hogwarts Express and made their way to the back compartment where their things were. They had just sat down and relaxed when the train started to take off and make it's way through the countryside towards Hogwarts.
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J-kun: Well that's the first chapter of many. I really do think I did pretty well although it sort of sounds like one of the other books a little. That's my fault I guess. Well I do hope you all liked it and want to read more. I'll work on the next chapter. Please remember to read and review!
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Harry Potter or any of its characters. The only thing I do own is this story and my name, which appears, along with friends.
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It's a quiet evening on Privet Drive. None quieter than the house on Number Four. A young boy is sitting outside on a lawn swing staring into the sky as a middle-aged woman sticks her head out the door and calls: "Dudley! Dudley honey, dinner's ready." The woman looks over towards the swing and sees the young boy who is trying to straighten out his hair.
"And you boy," she hissed. "Come inside as well. And wash up, I can't stand to have you bringing in dirt."
"Very well Aunt Petunia." Sighed the boy as he got up and walked towards the door. As he was about the enter the door, he is pushed aside by a large boy.
"Get out of my way!" cried the large boy, running to grab his seat at the table. Aunt Petunia is standing over the stove finishing up while a rather huge man sits at the table reading a newspaper. The young boy walks over to the kitchen sink and washes his hands under the running water.
"Hurry up now boy, we haven't got all day!" said the man behind the newspaper who had now put it down and was looking red-faced at the young boy and soon joined by the looks of Aunt Petunia and Dudley.
"Yes sir, Uncle Vernon." said the young boy as he sat at the table. Aunt Petunia walked over and placed their plates in front of them and sat down herself. Uncle Vernon looked angrily down at his plate but started to eat anyway while Dudley slumped in his seat and pouted. The young boy looked down at his plate at the few leaves of lettuce. Of course Aunt Petunia gave Dudley more so he wouldn't whine as much. Dudley hated it when he didn't get more.
"Greens again? Why can't we have any meat or something sweet? Dudley whined.
"Dudikins, we have still have to follow the school's food chart." said Aunt Petunia.
"Your mother's right son. And you don't want to lose your muscles, do you? added Uncle Vernon.
Dudley turned in his seat and thought for a second then replied: "Of course not. What would I have to beat up Harry with? Not that I need them to beat him up." he laughed, looking across the table at the young boy who was poking at his supper. Harry looked up from his supper and saw Dudley laughing loudly while Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon were trying to suppress theirs. Harry sighed. "May I be excused?
"To where do you think you'd be excusing yourself to? And you haven't eaten your supper. I don't work to put food on this table just so you can waste it you know!" piped up Uncle Vernon.
"I'd be excusing myself to my room and as for my supper, Dudley can have it for all I care." replied Harry, getting up from the table. He left the kitchen and walked up the stairs to his room while Dudley grabbed his plate and took his few leaves of lettuce. Harry closed the door behind him and locked it to make sure Dudley or Uncle Vernon couldn't just invite themselves in. He knelt on the floor and removed a loose piece of the wood and took out what looked like a letter, then walked over to the bed and fell in it. He looked over the envelope at the writing on the front.
Harry Potter
Extra Bedroom
Second Floor
Number Four Privet Drive
There was no stamp or return address on the envelope. Harry opened it and took out the papers inside. It was his letter telling him when Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry would start again and a list of the items he would need. Harry let the letter fall to his chest thinking about how school would be starting again tomorrow and how glad he was that he sent a letter and a copy of the things he needed to Mrs. Weasley to buy for him at Diagon Alley since he wouldn't have the time.
Harry then shot straight up in his bed and thought: He didn't ask Uncle Vernon if he would give him a ride to the train station the next morning. Surely he would. There was nothing more Uncle Vernon liked that to get rid of Harry. But he also liked to disappoint him and threaten to not allow Harry to return to Hogwarts. Harry sank back down into his bed thinking of how he would return to Hogwarts if Uncle Vernon refused to take him to the train station. He remembered back to the time that Ron Weasley and his brother, Fred and George, came and got him in their dad's flying car. Something that almost got them expelled.
Hunger was starting to set in so Harry grabbed a chocolate frog from his hiding spot in the floor, returned the letter, and replaced the wooden plank. He opened the chocolate frog and bit off it's head and looked at the wizard card inside. Albus Dumbledore, one he had many of. But Professor Dumbledore was not in his card at the time. Harry knew there were other cards Professor Dumbledore had to visit but he hoped to have some reassurance that everything would be OK. Slowly he nodded off to sleep.
Harry woke up the next morning to the sound of pounding on the door to his room and the voice of Uncle Vernon on the other side. "You'd best be getting up boy, if you want to see that school of yours!" Harry couldn't believe what he was hearing. Uncle Vernon was taking him to the train station. Harry jumped out of bed, dressed himself, gathered up all his belongings he wanted to take with him back to Hogwarts, and looked around for his owl, Hedwig. He had let her out the previous night and she was not back yet. Harry opened his window and looked out to see if he could see her and sure enough she flew into the window and landed on Harry's shoulder. "And where have you been this whole time?" He asked the owl. Hedwig nibbled at his ear as if responding to the question. He then put her in her cage and locked the latch. When he had finished Harry ran downstairs and into the den where he saw Uncle Vernon sitting in a chair, smoking a pipe. Aunt Petunia was in the kitchen with Dudley making breakfast.
Uncle Vernon then looked up at Harry, who was eagerly standing in front of him with his things. He then stood up and taking the pipe from his lips said: "Well come on then, the faster we get rid of you, the faster we don't have to see you. And you can carry your own things to the car." Harry didn't care about Uncle Vernon's attitude towards him right now; he just cared about going back to school. He picked up his trunk and Hedwig's cage and followed Uncle Vernon out to the car and placed the trunk in the back and got into the back seat as not to upset Uncle Vernon into changing his mind about taking him.
The trip was a quiet one except for Hedwig's occasional hooting. Uncle Vernon never did so much as look at Harry the whole way to the station. But when they arrived Harry quickly grabbed a cart and loaded his trunk and owl onto it and ran off to Platform 9 3/4 without even saying goodbye to Uncle Vernon, who really didn't care so much that his nephew was gone. When Harry reached the area between Platforms 9 and 10, he looked around to see if anyone was watching him since he was by himself. He leaned up against the entrance to 9 3/4 and when no one was paying attention he slipped through to the other side.
Harry could see the smoke coming from the huge red train as hundreds of kids were getting on the train, kissing their parents goodbye, or standing around talking with other kids. Harry made his way to load his things onto the train when he heard a voice calling for him. "Harry! Hey Harry, over here!" Harry looked around the find the person the voice belonged to when he saw a freckled, redheaded boy waving at him. Harry ran with his things over the red-haired boy who was with his family, all freckled and redheaded. "Ron, it's great to see you again. Hello Mr., Mrs. Weasley, Ginny, Fred, George." Harry said, looking happy to see them all once again.
"Harry how are you my dear boy?" said Mr. Weasley shaking Harry's hand as he always did.
"Fred, George, do take Harry's things and put them on the train, won't you?" Said Mrs. Weasley to her two twin sons, which sounded more like a demand than a request.
"Yes mum." Fred and George said in unison as they took Harry's trunk and Hedwig and ran off towards the train.
"On come here and let me look you over Harry dear." Said Mrs. Weasley as she knelt in front of him. "The Dursleys have been feeding you haven't they?" Harry nodded although he didn't tell her how little they had been feeding him. "Now Ron has all of your schoolbooks, you can get them from him when you get to the school. Oh it's time for you all to get on the train now. All of you do be good" She said as she gave Ron, Ginny, and Harry a hug and a kiss on the cheek. Fred and George had got back just then and wished them well at school also.
"You might want to check your trunk when get settled in the tower, Harry." Said George winking at him. Harry knew how they wouldn't be coming back since they had left the previous year and started their own joke shop.
And with a quick wave goodbye, Ron, Harry, and Ginny got on the Hogwarts Express and made their way to the back compartment where their things were. They had just sat down and relaxed when the train started to take off and make it's way through the countryside towards Hogwarts.
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J-kun: Well that's the first chapter of many. I really do think I did pretty well although it sort of sounds like one of the other books a little. That's my fault I guess. Well I do hope you all liked it and want to read more. I'll work on the next chapter. Please remember to read and review!