~Harry Potter and the Battle of
Heirs~
~By Rachie.V.~
~Author's Note: Okay, I've started a new story called "Harry
Potter and the Battle of Heirs". I decided to make this Chapter 1, not the
Prologue. I really hope you like it! This story will be going up one chapter at
a time! So be patient, please! I welcome all points of constructive criticism,
and PLEASE REVIEW! It really makes my day! :)
Disclaimer: I do not own
any of the characters except for Rachel (who you will meet later). The rest of
the characters (and places like Hogwarts) belong to the best author this world
has ever seen, J.K. Rowling.
Right, on with the story! :)
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~Chapter I~
Harry Potter shivered. He was walking along a road without his
cloak, and he was in the middle of a blizzard, in Hogsmeade. Harry was
confused. Why was he here? He didn't remember even coming to Hogsmeade. All of
a sudden, a girl appeared out of the snow. She was dressed in black pants, a
purple tie-up shirt and a short, black jacket. She had elbow-length, straight,
golden-brown hair and blue-grey eyes. She walked up to Harry.
"One day, you will meet me, and
I will tell you something very important, something that you have been longing
to hear," she said to him. Then there was a flash of green light and Voldemort
was standing behind her. He cackled, and with another flash of green light,
Harry Potter woke up in his bed, at number 4 Privet Drive. Harry didn't know
why, but he was a little freaked out. That dream wasn't scary, but it seemed so
real! He felt like he really did meet that girl. He shivered and realised that
he was freezing. Then he realised that all of his blankets were on the floor.
He pulled them up around himself, and thought about what the girl had said.
"One day, you will meet me, and
I will tell you something very important, something you have been longing to
hear." Harry shivered again. Those words scared him even more. He was glad that
he would be on a train tomorrow, to go to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and
Wizardry, where he would be in his 7th and final year at Hogwarts.
He had been chosen the previous year to be the Head Boy, along with one of his
best friends, Hermione Granger as Head Girl. At least he would be in a place
where he belonged tomorrow. For his Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon were horrible
to him, as they hated magic. And Dudley (Harry's cousin) wasn't too nice,
either. (A/N: I won't bother to describe them, since you already know what they
look and act like!)
Harry reached over to his
bedside table and pulled on his glasses. He looked out of his window, and the
eerie yellow glow of the streetlamps met his eyes. But what was that? Harry
peered out of his window at what looked like a shadow of a cat, sitting on the
wall outside the Dursleys' house. But it wasn't acting like a cat at all, in
fact, it was a tabby, and it was sitting a little too stiffly for a cat…and it
a peculiar marking around its eyes. Then Harry remembered that his
Transfiguration teacher was an Animagus, and her name was Minerva McGonagall.
She could turn into a tabby cat, and she always sat stiffly. Harry was puzzled.
Why was Professor McGonagall outside Harry's house, at 1:00 in the morning? (A
quick glance at his bedside clock told him the time.) Harry pulled on a
dressing gown, and quietly walked out of the house, trying not to wake up the
Dursleys. He opened the door quietly, and saw the cat look at the direction of
the movement. She could not see who it was yet, for Harry was still hidden in
the shadows of the front door. But as soon as Harry walked into the light,
Professor McGonagall's tail twitched, and she stood up. Harry walked over to
the wall, pulling his dressing gown closer to his freezing body as the wind
whipped his cheeks. His dressing gown billowed out behind him, and he sat next
to the cat on the wall. He shivered in the cold. Professor McGonagall somehow
made all of the lights on the street go out, and then she transformed into her
usual self.
"What are you doing here,
Professor?" Harry asked her. Even though the lights were out, Harry could still
see the Professor perfectly fine. Harry knew that she had used some spell that
made only him and Professor McGonagall able to see in the dark.
"I came to get you. Harry, we
need you up at the school before everybody else arrives tomorrow, so I need to
take you there as soon as the sun rises. I was going to wake you up tomorrow,
but seeing as you spotted me, I will wait down here for you tomorrow morning.
If you are not awake twenty minutes before the sun rises, I will come and wake
you up. Set your alarm for half an hour before the break of dawn, okay, Harry?
Oh, by the way, how was your summer?" Professor McGonagall said. Harry had to
laugh. This was an older version of Hermione.
"My summer has been, well…the
usual. I haven't had the chance to see Ron or Hermione, and the Dursleys
treated me as they usually do. Anyway, I'll have my alarm ready, Professor. But
where will you sleep?" Harry asked her.
"Over there," Professor said,
pointing to a hole in the wall. It was rather small, and damp.
"But Professor, I really don't
think that it's suitable. If you want, you can sleep in my room, under the
desk, as a cat," Harry offered.
"Oh, are you sure, Harry?"
Professor McGonagall said.
"Yeah, sure I'm sure. But if
you get spotted by any of the Dursleys, I'm in trouble. But seeing as we have
to leave at the crack of dawn, I'm sure they'll never know," Harry said.
Harry and Professor McGonagall
sneaked back into the house and into Harry's room. Harry looked at Professor
McGonagall. She looked stunned at all the broken toys at the back of "Harry's"
room.
"They're not mine. They're
Dudley's. So I own only half of the room," Harry said.
"Now I'm convinced that our
choice was right," Professor McGonagall said, looking around the room.
"What choice?" Harry asked.
"My, you don't have much room
in here, do you? Oh, hello, Hedwig," Professor McGonagall said, changing the
subject. She walked over to the desk and said, "is there you want me to sleep?"
"Yeah, if that's okay," Harry
replied.
"No problem," Professor
McGonagall said, turning into a cat and slinking under the desk.
"Wait, here's something to
sleep on," Harry said, offering an old grey jumper of Dudley's to Professor
McGonagall. She took it with her tail and folded it over in half. She lay down
on half of it, and slept under the other.
"Goodnight, Professor," Harry
whispered. The cat purred in reply. Harry got into bed, fixed up his alarm,
took off his glasses and fell asleep.
**Fast forward to the next day,
at Hogwarts**
"Harry, I'm glad you're here so early," Professor Dumbledore said from behind
his desk. He was dressed in his dressing gown and nightcap. He rubbed his eyes
and clasped his hands in front of him, on the desk.
"Thank you Professor, but why am I here, exactly?" Harry asked.
"Well, this summer, Professor McGonagall and myself gave our
stories about Sirius Black, about the truth to the Ministry of Magic. Well, we
seemed to get somewhere, because they half believed us. They said they needed
proof. So we gave it to them. We gave them Peter Pettigrew. We had caught him
trying to sneak back to Hogwarts, and we made him transform. Well, all is clear
now, and Harry, Sirius Black is a free man!" Dumbledore didn't know how happy
these words had made Harry. A grin spread across Harry's face.
"Well, when can I live with him?" Harry asked. His voice shook
with joy.
"After this year. There are a few things the Ministry need to
sort out. They need to put Sirius on the list of registered Animagi, and clear
out a few other things, too. But after this year, you will be able to live with
him," Dumbledore answered.
"All right!" Harry yelled. Dumbledore smiled and Professor
McGonagall wiped a tear away from her eye.
Suddenly, an owl flew through the window and landed on
Dumbledore's desk. Dumbledore tore open the letter it was carrying, and read
the letter. His face turned pale.
"What is it, Dumbledore?" Professor McGonagall asked.
"The – the Weasleys have been attacked by Voldemort," Dumbledore
replied.
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~Author's Note: Well, did you like it? I know, a cliffhanger.
But it makes you want to read chapter 2, doesn't it? I hope you liked it.
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