Harry Potter and the order of the Phoenix

Writer: Terra

Chapter one: The letter

Disclaimer: blah blah.. none of those are mine.. everything

belongs to J.K.Rowling except the characters I created.. and

I guess the plot..

Note: this is my first fan fic everyone!! Please read and

review!! Chapter one might be a tad boring.. I updated it

though! I wrote in everything I meant to write! please read!

This might be my first story but I assure you I have given a

lot of thought to the plot so it might as well be worth

reading (I hope)... Please feel free to write how you feel

since, even if you don't like it, I need to know how you

feel..

Note 2: though we share the same name, me and the character

Terra are not the same person. I mean my fiction is not about

me entering Hogwarts. I just like this name too much, so I

use it everywhere.. :)

Note 3: I have rated this 13 but I am not sure though.. It

does include drugs and smoking and WILL include slash.. but

everything is made for the plot. I have thought of a more

suitable way of writing it, without any slash or drugs, but it just seems to alter the story I wanna tell.. so it won't do..

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Terra had been on the internet for nearly 16 hours now,

she hadn't slept all night and was reading fan fiction about

Harry Potter. She just couldn't wait for the 5th book to come

out and spent all her time reading fan art or playing RPG's

on Hogwarts forums. Ever since she had discovered the books

she spent all her time reading and had a very weird sleeping

pattern. She would stay up for one day and one night, and the

next day too, when she would fall asleep

for two hours in the afternoon and wake up, and when night

came, she would sleep normally. So basically, whereas people

spent 24 hours as one day, she would live 48 hours as one

spends 24. Today she had to go to school in about one hour

and though she even despised the very thought, she knew she

had to go; since she had managed not to go the previous day

(and what followed had been one of the worst mother tantrums

ever). Her mother and father were abroad and she lived

with her grandmother for that year. She was in last year and

was supposed to go to college next year. The very thought

made her stomach ache.

She was standing in front of her computer, reading, when

she heard a tap on her window. She just kept reading, not

even realising it. The tapping was heard again. And again.

That time she stopped reading and listened. She heard it once

more. She didn't know whether or not to look towards the

window and just sat there, thinking. It couldn't be her cat

because her cat would've meowed. Was the sound even real? She

hoped it was something. Something "worth it", or

abnormal as others said.

She had hoped for that "something" ever since... ever

since she had been able to hope, actually... ever since she

had discovered hope.. at what age had that started? 2? 3? 5?

Again, as she thought of her past, she found herself unable

to understand how much time she had lived. Unable to

understand time. Unable to understand her age. What was she

like when she was two? or three? or last year for that

matter? She sighed. No. She would never be able to understand

time. Why, she couldn't even remember what she had done the

previous day. She had by now started to think she was

mentally disturbed. Her mother, had she known Terra's

thoughts, would've said it was due to her sleeping pattern.

Of course.

And there she was, hoping for excitement once more. But

if nothing happened... if her hope was pointless yet once

again.. she would get depressed. She would feel empty..

-disapointed to the highest. And then she would get angry

with herself.. for hoping... Because she just knew that her

disapointment came from the fact that she had hoped too

much.. for -impossible things. But then she heard the tapping

once again.

It couldn't hurt to look could it? Well, actually, it

could. It could hurt her so bad she would actually feel

stabbed. But what was that noise anyway? Wasn't she curious?

Indeed she was. She was very eager to find out what the noise

was. And apprehensive of course... because she was scared it

would be just something too normal. Like a branch twig. But

"the hell!" she thought. "I'm just gonna go look at what

makes the bloody noise and the hell with it if it is nothing

at all".

She looked at the window but it was dead dark. Sighing,

she got up and pulled back the curtains. She just stood

there. Whatever she was expecting, it most certainly wasn't

that. She just gaped at it.

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Finally she opened the window. And into the room came...

an owl. Terra looked at the tawny owl as it gave her an

'it-was-about-time look'. Terra swallowed and nodded. She

closed the window and sat in front of the owl. "Hello" she

said. "And who might you be? And more to the point, what are

you doing here?". Terra stroked the owl. She had never seen

one before but was to fond of animals to be afraid of any of

them. Then she noticed something attached to it's leg. "Not

something" she thought. She knew what it was. A piece of

parchment. Oh my!

"Just stay here while I read OK?" she said to the owl

softly, still looking at the parchment. She realised her

voice was no more than a hoarse whisper. She read the

parchment:

"Dear Miss Terra Aeris,

We are pleased to inform you that you have a place at

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find

enclosed a list of all items you will need.

Term will start for you next year on September the

first. However, in order for you to draw level with other 5th

years, you will spend the rest of this year learning 4

year-worth of magic.

We await your owl no later then February the 13th.

Sincerely yours,

Deputy Headmistress

Professor McGonnagall."

Terra read the letter once, then twice, and again and

again... Thoughts began racing in her head. Was this

someone's idea of a joke? It most certainly seemed so. But

she had no real enemies so... who? Why? She had no real

friends either so who would know her this well? Who could

know she had longed for this very thing to happen to her? And

she read again. Who could've trained an owl to act like this?

Anger, hate, deception and doubt began rising, twirling in

her head. Deception she felt because she felt right now as if

her dream had been destroyed. She felt exposed to the painful

reality. There was no Hogwarts. But how could she not hope?

Why, how stop the

growing doubt that told her it could be for real? Why stop

it? It could be for real couldn't it? These confusing,

painful thoughts raced each other for the next days. But

still, logic gave up as hope grew stronger. She liked hope.

And in this moment of deep confusion, mental destabilization,

and utter bewilderment, all she had to keep her sane was

hope. So finally she believed it. One week and a half had

passed since the letter came and finally she believed it. And

not a single soul knew about the letter.

She decided to tell her mother. She called her on

Thursday night. The night she finally believed the letter.

"Mother, you just won't believe what happened"

And indeed she didn't.

"Have you been taking drugs?"

Oh god. Not this. Not now.

"yes mother. Of course. And I just thought, well, how

else can I show my mother how remarkably sane I am other then

by telling her I got into Hogwarts? And I was definitely so

high that it didn't even ocure to me that you might not

believe me." answered a really sarcastic Terra.

There was a silence.

And then her mother gasped.

"Hold on a minute"

"Sure thing" responded a highly annoyed Terra.

She lit up a cigarette while waiting for her mother.

"All right Terra, we will take you to London this

weekend. We'll be home tomorrow. You don't have to go to

school until we have sorted out if this is a stupid prank or

not"

Confusion, joy, euphoria, amazement, speechlessness, and

utter bewilderment and shock flowed past her as a cold

shower.

"R- Really?" she stuttered.

"Yes, and I have to hang up now. See you tomorrow. Send

your owl back to whoever wrote this letter to ask for more

information."

Terra hung up. She didn't need to ask for information

since she knew it all. But she did need for the address to

the Leaky Cauldron where her mother would be finally

convinced. She didn't pay much attention to the thought

rising in her head. What had made her mother give in so fast?

This wasn't normal Ms. Aeris behaviour at all. She looked at

the tawny owl whom she had kept since the day the letter

arrived.

"Do you have some parchment and a quill? All I have is

paper and a pen."

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The next day her parents came. They both looked very

anxious. Terra had been thinking about her mother's comment

all day. "Have you been taking drugs?". Terra was a 17

year-old girl who had indeed been taking drugs. Well, she had

previously in time. Refuge, escape, everything she didn't

have she had found there. Until, that is, she realised she

was wrong. She had found extremely overwhelming things with

drugs. But everything just seemed to end up in chaos. Her

feeling like a wreck, throwing up every single thing that

went down her throat... Even her pills, her drugs. And then

came the teachers. They had obviously figured things out.

They didn't act like it, and she didn't have any proof.

Still, she knew. They knew. And then, of coursen her parents

knew. They didn't act like it either but Terra was far from

stupid and those adults were far from carefull. Even when she

was extremely high, she understood them completely. But the

thing that made her stop was that she couldn't be high

everytime. And when she was 'sane', she would feel a wreck.

Afterwards, she began taking less drugs because everyone knew

and she just had to mislead them... make them think they were

wrong.. But she ended up growing reluctant to every single

drug.. They made her feel like throwing up. And she stopped.

Soweway, Terra thought she had grown up. Not as in a 'better'

person but as in a person that had changed and learned from

what she thought were her mistakes. And she felt better.

They were in the plane to London and Terra was sleeping

through it. When she woke up, they were already at the end of

the ride. Her mother and father were talking about work,

indiferent to the fact that their daughter was going off to

learn witchcraft. "Pathetic" Terra thought.

They went to the Leaky Cauldron and Terra quickly found

the bartender. When whe made him open the secret passage to

Diagon Alley, her father gasped whereas her mother just wore

a scowl.

They went to Gringotts first and Terra surprised

everyone when she recited off by heart:

"Enter stranger, but take heed

Of what awaits the sin of greed

For if you look beneath our walls

For a treasure that was never yours

You have been warned! Beware!

Of finding more than treasure there."

Terra just shrugged at the looks people gave her.

They went through their shoping easily and peacefully.

Terra bought a large amount of dress-robes and robes. They

even got her a broomstick since it was stated in her list

that she needed one.

Then, of course came the one thing she had been looking

forward to. Olivanders' shop of magical wands. After greeting

the owner and trying out a great amount of wands, she finally

walked out with a "holly, phoenix feather, 13 inche" wand.

"Very powerfull" had said M. Ollivanders.

They spent the night in the Leaky Cauldron. They slept

until breakfast. Strangely, Terra also slept. She was feeling

like she was back on the 'regular' sleeping pattern.

In the morning, they received another owl.

"Dear Miss Terra Aeris,

We inform you that your teacher is ready for you. You will

spend the whole remaining year under his care and he will

teach you all you need to know to be ready for your 5th year

at Hogwarts. Your teacher is M. Remus Lupin and he will be

meeting you in the Leaky Cauldron at 8 o'clock tonight.

yours sincerely,

Deputy Headmistress

Professor Mc Gonnagall."