My second story and my first has only just got started!!! Anyways I love
reading fanfic and Reviews even more so review when your finished reading.
I would like to dedicate this chapter to great friend of mine and, mostly,
new fanfic writers:
Candy (otherwise known as Buckbeak Girl, not so new)
Tori (or Veela_69)
Steph, Who as yet does not have a nick.
Chapter 1, Martial Arts Class
Harry sat in his room, late that night, thinking about what had happened over the past 4 day's that he had been at number 4 Privet Drive. Uncle Vernon had been appalled that Harry had to once again to return to them and decided that it was time for Harry to start pulling his weight around the house, and he stopped treating the boy like a fragile baby. Harry, still plagued with dreams about Voldemort's Rebirth and Cedric's murder was getting little to no sleep at night and during the day he worked, doing all the chores around the house, working in the garden and any thing else that the Dursleys felt they needed Harry to do. He got very little, if any, food. He had lost at least 5kg over the 4 days. Though he had still not told any of his friends. He hadn't sent any owls to any of them. He didn't want anything to do with the wizarding world this summer vacation, though he knew that if he didn't they would come and make sure he was OK. So here he sat trying to come up with a believable lie to tell his friends and his Godfather.
Dear Snuffles
How's your life, hope you're enjoying it at Moony's house. Life at the Dursleys is OK, I'm not really doing anything important, just sitting around. Sorry I didn't owl you earlier, I was a little busy.
Keep yourself safe and don't get caught
Always, your Godson,
Harry
That sounded good, he though to himself. He then wrote similar letters to Hermione and Ron. He went to Hedwig's cage and opened it, and while tying the letters to Hedwig's leg, he said:
'Hedwig girl, please take theses to Sirius, Hermione and Ron.' He then nuzzled her a bit and let her fly out through the window.
He then decided to see if he could get some sleep and climbed back into bed, wondering what the next day would be like.
********
The next time Harry awoke it was 5:30, this was the time he had started to get up so he could go for a run. He had decided to start to get in shape so Voldemort could never catch him off guard again, not like he had last year. Harry through on some of Dudley's old clothes and quietly crept down the stairs, as not to awaken the rest of the family.
Once outside Harry breathed in the crisp morning air, did a few stretches to awaken and warm up his muscles. Then he took off at a jog down the street, planning on at least a 5 mile run. He started running, forgetting all he troubles as he increased his pace, leaving Privet drive behind himself in a matter of minutes. After about 20 minutes of running, he found himself at a park, which he new was about 3,5 miles from Privet Drive. He decided that that was far enough for today, and turned around to start heading back. Harry had noticed a Forest further into the park and decided that within the next few days he would run through it exploring, and building reflexes.
Harry reached 4 Privet Drive at 6:10 and after cooling down, walked back into the house and went to take a shower. He showered for about 5 minutes, got changed into some new clothes then went downstairs and started to cook breakfast. 10 minutes later his aunt and Uncle came down the stairs, sat at the table and waited for their breakfast, which Harry placed before them moments later. Harry then dished up for his cousin Dudley, covering the food with another plate to keep it warm. Dudley had lost a huge amount over the school year and now was a very handsome man, who was just as much of a jerk to Harry as before. He then sat at the table and ate an apple in silence. When he had finished he went and stood near his Uncle waiting for him to finish so he could take his plate and get his list of chores for the day.
When his Uncle had finished his took his plate, washed it and waited for his Uncle to hand him the usual list. Today he however did not get a list, instead he was told that Dudley had expressed an interest in the Marshal Arts class, which he had seen, advertised in a nearby shopping mall, while on one of his dates over the summer. He had asked Uncle Vernon to send both himself and Harry and Uncle Vernon had decided that this was a great idea.
Harry listened to his Uncle. He quiet liked the idea but decided not to let his Uncle know that this was exactly the thing that he had been looking for.
'Thank you, Uncle Vernon,' Harry said looking at his uncle, 'when must I be ready?'
'Half an hour, and by the way, there is uniform on your bed, wear it.'
'Yes sir'
*******
45 minutes later Harry stood next to Dudley in the rows in front of their sensei, awaiting their first instruction.
'Here you will learn how to defend yourselves in times were you are in need of defence! What I teach you here will never be used to attack, do I make this clear?' He told the class giving all a piercing glare.
'Yes,' answered most of the assembled student. Harry the only one to answer, 'Yes, sir'
'You what is your name?' The sensei asked pointing at Harry
'Harry Potter, sir.' He replied
'You will all take a lesson from this young boy's book, when addressing me you will call me sir, is that understood?'
'Yes, sir.' All the rest of the assembled student answered.
'Right then lets get started, 3 laps of the gym, then start stretching, we need to get all of you into shape.'
'Yes, sir'
They exercised the rest of the 3-hour lesson, and by the time they had finished everyone was tired, though Harry less than the rest of the students. When Dudley and Harry returned to Privet Drive, Harry went straight upstairs to take a shower, he then went to his room to relax before it was time for him to go make dinner.
*******
This routine carried on every day, Harry had found that he had a knack for the martial arts and had advanced through the different coloured belt at an extraordinary pace. He was now a brown belt and only needed 2 more advancements to reach a double black, the most amazing thing was he had only been at this for under a month.
It was now, July 30th, 23:58 and Harry only had 2 more minutes until he turned 15. He had only sent one more owl to his Godfather and friends during the month and had told them that he was busy at Marital Arts and would not be able to owl them as much as he usually would.
He still wasn't sleeping and had finished all his homework and memorised all his books from first to fourth year and well as some he had acquired over the past year to help him with the Tri-wizard Tournament.
Harry turned back to the clock on his bed side table, seeing that it was now 00:01 and he was 15 he decided that he should do what he said he would 1 month ago and run the forest, over the past month of running he had made it to the outskirts but for some reason always turned back before he took a step into it.
*Tap**Tap*
Harry turned to the window and saw 8 owls outside the window. Now he had presents to open then maybe he could get some sleep before his run and Martial Arts, so he didn't collapse from exhaustion. Harry wondered who the other two owls were from, but then he thought, he'd find out soon enough, but what he found he defiantly wasn't expecting. *************** AN: Cliffie, at least I hope so *grins sheepishly*. What so you think, a little different from my other story, but I like to have a wide choice of genre's (Kinda) so I can write depending on my mood's, which I must say can change very fast, *Friend nod vigorously in agreement*. Anyway enough of this R&R and tell me what you think, and please don't flame me to badly!! Till next time You hyperactive author
Les
Candy (otherwise known as Buckbeak Girl, not so new)
Tori (or Veela_69)
Steph, Who as yet does not have a nick.
Chapter 1, Martial Arts Class
Harry sat in his room, late that night, thinking about what had happened over the past 4 day's that he had been at number 4 Privet Drive. Uncle Vernon had been appalled that Harry had to once again to return to them and decided that it was time for Harry to start pulling his weight around the house, and he stopped treating the boy like a fragile baby. Harry, still plagued with dreams about Voldemort's Rebirth and Cedric's murder was getting little to no sleep at night and during the day he worked, doing all the chores around the house, working in the garden and any thing else that the Dursleys felt they needed Harry to do. He got very little, if any, food. He had lost at least 5kg over the 4 days. Though he had still not told any of his friends. He hadn't sent any owls to any of them. He didn't want anything to do with the wizarding world this summer vacation, though he knew that if he didn't they would come and make sure he was OK. So here he sat trying to come up with a believable lie to tell his friends and his Godfather.
Dear Snuffles
How's your life, hope you're enjoying it at Moony's house. Life at the Dursleys is OK, I'm not really doing anything important, just sitting around. Sorry I didn't owl you earlier, I was a little busy.
Keep yourself safe and don't get caught
Always, your Godson,
Harry
That sounded good, he though to himself. He then wrote similar letters to Hermione and Ron. He went to Hedwig's cage and opened it, and while tying the letters to Hedwig's leg, he said:
'Hedwig girl, please take theses to Sirius, Hermione and Ron.' He then nuzzled her a bit and let her fly out through the window.
He then decided to see if he could get some sleep and climbed back into bed, wondering what the next day would be like.
********
The next time Harry awoke it was 5:30, this was the time he had started to get up so he could go for a run. He had decided to start to get in shape so Voldemort could never catch him off guard again, not like he had last year. Harry through on some of Dudley's old clothes and quietly crept down the stairs, as not to awaken the rest of the family.
Once outside Harry breathed in the crisp morning air, did a few stretches to awaken and warm up his muscles. Then he took off at a jog down the street, planning on at least a 5 mile run. He started running, forgetting all he troubles as he increased his pace, leaving Privet drive behind himself in a matter of minutes. After about 20 minutes of running, he found himself at a park, which he new was about 3,5 miles from Privet Drive. He decided that that was far enough for today, and turned around to start heading back. Harry had noticed a Forest further into the park and decided that within the next few days he would run through it exploring, and building reflexes.
Harry reached 4 Privet Drive at 6:10 and after cooling down, walked back into the house and went to take a shower. He showered for about 5 minutes, got changed into some new clothes then went downstairs and started to cook breakfast. 10 minutes later his aunt and Uncle came down the stairs, sat at the table and waited for their breakfast, which Harry placed before them moments later. Harry then dished up for his cousin Dudley, covering the food with another plate to keep it warm. Dudley had lost a huge amount over the school year and now was a very handsome man, who was just as much of a jerk to Harry as before. He then sat at the table and ate an apple in silence. When he had finished he went and stood near his Uncle waiting for him to finish so he could take his plate and get his list of chores for the day.
When his Uncle had finished his took his plate, washed it and waited for his Uncle to hand him the usual list. Today he however did not get a list, instead he was told that Dudley had expressed an interest in the Marshal Arts class, which he had seen, advertised in a nearby shopping mall, while on one of his dates over the summer. He had asked Uncle Vernon to send both himself and Harry and Uncle Vernon had decided that this was a great idea.
Harry listened to his Uncle. He quiet liked the idea but decided not to let his Uncle know that this was exactly the thing that he had been looking for.
'Thank you, Uncle Vernon,' Harry said looking at his uncle, 'when must I be ready?'
'Half an hour, and by the way, there is uniform on your bed, wear it.'
'Yes sir'
*******
45 minutes later Harry stood next to Dudley in the rows in front of their sensei, awaiting their first instruction.
'Here you will learn how to defend yourselves in times were you are in need of defence! What I teach you here will never be used to attack, do I make this clear?' He told the class giving all a piercing glare.
'Yes,' answered most of the assembled student. Harry the only one to answer, 'Yes, sir'
'You what is your name?' The sensei asked pointing at Harry
'Harry Potter, sir.' He replied
'You will all take a lesson from this young boy's book, when addressing me you will call me sir, is that understood?'
'Yes, sir.' All the rest of the assembled student answered.
'Right then lets get started, 3 laps of the gym, then start stretching, we need to get all of you into shape.'
'Yes, sir'
They exercised the rest of the 3-hour lesson, and by the time they had finished everyone was tired, though Harry less than the rest of the students. When Dudley and Harry returned to Privet Drive, Harry went straight upstairs to take a shower, he then went to his room to relax before it was time for him to go make dinner.
*******
This routine carried on every day, Harry had found that he had a knack for the martial arts and had advanced through the different coloured belt at an extraordinary pace. He was now a brown belt and only needed 2 more advancements to reach a double black, the most amazing thing was he had only been at this for under a month.
It was now, July 30th, 23:58 and Harry only had 2 more minutes until he turned 15. He had only sent one more owl to his Godfather and friends during the month and had told them that he was busy at Marital Arts and would not be able to owl them as much as he usually would.
He still wasn't sleeping and had finished all his homework and memorised all his books from first to fourth year and well as some he had acquired over the past year to help him with the Tri-wizard Tournament.
Harry turned back to the clock on his bed side table, seeing that it was now 00:01 and he was 15 he decided that he should do what he said he would 1 month ago and run the forest, over the past month of running he had made it to the outskirts but for some reason always turned back before he took a step into it.
*Tap**Tap*
Harry turned to the window and saw 8 owls outside the window. Now he had presents to open then maybe he could get some sleep before his run and Martial Arts, so he didn't collapse from exhaustion. Harry wondered who the other two owls were from, but then he thought, he'd find out soon enough, but what he found he defiantly wasn't expecting. *************** AN: Cliffie, at least I hope so *grins sheepishly*. What so you think, a little different from my other story, but I like to have a wide choice of genre's (Kinda) so I can write depending on my mood's, which I must say can change very fast, *Friend nod vigorously in agreement*. Anyway enough of this R&R and tell me what you think, and please don't flame me to badly!! Till next time You hyperactive author
Les