A FAMILY REUNION
AN INTRODUCTION
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A/N: This is my first fan fic. Please read and review and tell me what you think.
It was late at night on Privet Drive. There were no lights shining from any windows, but, were someone to be casually observing house number four they would see, in the top window, the tousled head of a teenage boy. No one, however, was, on this particular night, observing Privet Drive in Little Whinging, Surrey. T'was a very normal place and quite lovely at that. But to the boy in the window of number four Privet Drive it was a prison.
Harry James Potter had been cooped up in his bedroom the whole time he'd been home from school. It was, for a change, his choice.
You see, Harry wasn't a normal teenage boy. Since he was very small he had lived with his uber-normal aunt and uncle. They kept him hidden away until he was eleven years old, at which time Harry learned the truth. The truth about his parents' demise. The truth about why he was so different from his family. The truth about where he truly belonged. He found out that he is a wizard, as were his parents before him.
For the past five years Harry, who was very famous in the wizarding world, had been a student at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. What Harry was famous for was being the-boy-who-lived. You see, 15 years ago the wizarding world war was split in half by war. It was a terrible war that at one point lapped over into the muggle world. The good side was headed by Hogwarts' headmaster, Albus Dumbledore. The other side was headed by a very dark wizard by the name of Lord Voldemort. Harry' parents, James and Lily Potter, were fighters on Dumbledore's side. Voldemort had the tendency to kill those who opposed him, and the Potters strongly opposed him. So, one night, the dark lord found them in their home in Godric's Hollow and killed Harry's parents. He tried to kill Harry too, but only succeeded in giving Harry a lightening bolt shaped scar on his forehead, as well as destroying himself almost completely.
And so Harry, only a year old at the time was sent away from his parents' world to the home of Lily's sister, Petunia Dursley.
He had been confronted with Voldemort several times since his return to the wizarding world. But the dark lord was back in full capacity and his Deatheaters were rallied and on the loose. At the end of Harry's fifth year at Hogwart's he, yet again, faced Voldemort, along with his two best friends, Ronald Weasley and Hermione Granger, as well as some other friends from school, Ginerva Weasley, Ron's younger sister, Luna Lovegood and Neville Longbottom. They hadn't expected to be ambushed by the worst Deatheaters imaginable when they went to the Ministry of Magic that night. And several of them were injured in the fight. Fortunately for Harry and the rest, several members of the Order of the Pheonix came to their aid, including Harry's godfather, Sirius Black. A fierce battle ensued that night in the Department of Mysteries. Sirius was killed in the process by his Deatheater cousin, Beatrix Lestrange.
It was this scene that Harry couldn't get out of his head. It was this scene that caused Harry to feel imprisoned anywhere he went.
And then there was the prophecy...
