A drowsy silence lay upon the dark and desolate streets of Number Four
Privet Drive, as Harry Potter a sixteen year old wizard was reading up on
curses and counter curses. While doing this a couple of things ran through
his mind. The first thing was the relief that the entire wizarding world
was now aware of Lord Voldemorts rise to power. The second thought that ran
through his mind was about his late godfather Sirius Black who was killed
by none other than his Deatheater cousin Bellatrix Lestrange, his name was
cleared sometime after Cornelius Fudge the minister of magic found out about Voldemorts return. Then of course the third and final thought that
ran through his mind was of The Prophecy.
" I am afraid that there is no doubt that it is you."This is what Albus Dumbledore Headmaster of Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft and wizardry had said to him last school year after his whole ordeal. For it was indeed he that was chosen by fate to kill Voldemort, of course when the time had
come. It was for this reason alone that Harry was awake in the dead of
night trying to prepare himself to some day face Voldemort himself.
Once finished with the last page of the book which read "For more
information on training your self to become a future Auror, please read Charms for your protection." He would cross off a curse or two that he had already mastered and circled the ones that he had not learned for when he
returned to Hogwarts, because he was not about to use magic once again
after almost being expelled the previous year. After doing so he got up
from bed and rummaged through his trunk for something.
He quickly found what he was looking for as he pulled out "Charms for your protection." This book was given to him by none other than mad eye-
Moody for his sixteenth birthday. Ron on the other half had a different approach for his birthday present. He along with Ginny, Fred and George had sent him a whole case of Skiving Snake Boxes, sweets invented by Fred and
George which made you sick long enough for you to skip a class.
Harry however used the on his fat cousin Dudley Dursley. A loud
grunting snore erupted from the hall that came from none other than his equally large uncle Vernon Dursley, although he knew this, he was still on his guard. Now that Voldemort was out in the open Harry was keen to be more alert. Harry never did feel to safe lately knowing that Mundungus Fletcher
and Arabella Figg two less than adequate members from the Order Of The Phoenix were watching him. For one thing Mundungus was just a common thief,
and Mrs. Figg was no use because she was a squib.
Harry was about to open "Charms for your protection" he heard a loud
crack as though someone had just apparated downstairs.
cleared sometime after Cornelius Fudge the minister of magic found out about Voldemorts return. Then of course the third and final thought that
ran through his mind was of The Prophecy.
" I am afraid that there is no doubt that it is you."This is what Albus Dumbledore Headmaster of Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft and wizardry had said to him last school year after his whole ordeal. For it was indeed he that was chosen by fate to kill Voldemort, of course when the time had
come. It was for this reason alone that Harry was awake in the dead of
night trying to prepare himself to some day face Voldemort himself.
Once finished with the last page of the book which read "For more
information on training your self to become a future Auror, please read Charms for your protection." He would cross off a curse or two that he had already mastered and circled the ones that he had not learned for when he
returned to Hogwarts, because he was not about to use magic once again
after almost being expelled the previous year. After doing so he got up
from bed and rummaged through his trunk for something.
He quickly found what he was looking for as he pulled out "Charms for your protection." This book was given to him by none other than mad eye-
Moody for his sixteenth birthday. Ron on the other half had a different approach for his birthday present. He along with Ginny, Fred and George had sent him a whole case of Skiving Snake Boxes, sweets invented by Fred and
George which made you sick long enough for you to skip a class.
Harry however used the on his fat cousin Dudley Dursley. A loud
grunting snore erupted from the hall that came from none other than his equally large uncle Vernon Dursley, although he knew this, he was still on his guard. Now that Voldemort was out in the open Harry was keen to be more alert. Harry never did feel to safe lately knowing that Mundungus Fletcher
and Arabella Figg two less than adequate members from the Order Of The Phoenix were watching him. For one thing Mundungus was just a common thief,
and Mrs. Figg was no use because she was a squib.
Harry was about to open "Charms for your protection" he heard a loud
crack as though someone had just apparated downstairs.