Harry Potter and the Wrath of Voldemort
Ch. 1: Letters at 2 o'clock
Rating: PG (for now)
Disclaimer: I don't own anything but the plot. The original plot (Voldemort returning, etc.) belongs to JKR, and so do the characters.
Note: No flames! This is my first HP fanfic and is based right after the 4th book. (in the summer) I don't know how this differs from the 5th book, because, well, the 5th book isn't out yet, now is it? I won't be changing it for the 5th book though, because that way I'll have to change a lot of it. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Harry suddenly bolted upright in bed, hearing a tapping at his window, and his scar burning dully. He put on his glasses and walked curiously to his window, wand in hand. Ever since knowing Voldemort was back, and wanting to kill him, he was braver, but more cautious. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw it was only Pigwidgeon and Hedwig, carrying letters. He had almost forgotten that today was his birthday. He quickly let them in; Hedwig flew to her cage and gave him the letter, while Harry had to pry the letter from Pigwidgeon's beak. Harry opened the letter from Ron first. He felt ecstatic when he read it. ~ Harry- Happy birthday! I'm not sure if Pig got this to you on time or not, but did you hear the good news yet? Well, in case you haven't heard, because you don't have many connections, Lucius Malfoy is in Azkaban! He was so furious when Malfoy told him about the hexes that he ran right into a trap! I'll tell you the details in a few days! Dumbledore says you should come stay with us for a while. Until school starts again. -Ron ~
Harry set the letter aside, grinning widely as he picked up the one from Sirius.
~ Harry- Happy birthday! I don't have much to give you except a bit of good news. Lucius Malfoy has been locked up! I'm sure Ron will tell you the details; after all, he was there. I hope Hedwig gets this letter to you before Wednesday.... ~
Harry froze. Today was Wednesday! He wondered why it was important, so he kept reading.
~ .After I finished the first assignment Dumbledore gave me, he gave me another one. I am to come guard you. And when you go to the Weasleys', I will be going with you. After all, I am sworn to protect you as my own son if something happened to your parents. Besides, the Dark Lord can get you now. He can touch you now. Don't worry too much, though. You'll be fine. I'll be there when everyone is still asleep - open the door at two o'clock AM on Wednesday. -Sirius
PS- Don't worry about me. I won't get caught. ~
Harry glanced at the clock: 1:45 AM. He would see his godfather in fifteen minutes, and he couldn't be more happy. But he couldn't help worrying. What if he DID get caught? It would be his fault. He still couldn't help wondering why he didn't just Apparate into his room. Harry needed to tell someone about his scar, but he didn't want everyone freaking out. If he told Sirius, he would get all weird and tell Dumbledore and then Dumbledore would set up all this security around him. Before he had much time to think, it was 2 AM and Harry could hear Sirius's barking (he was in dog-form). He ran down the stairs quickly, willing Sirius to shut up, but of course, he didn't until Harry yanked open the door. There stood Sirius, on all fours, staring at Harry expectantly. "Hello, Sirius, come in," he whispered and Sirius walked in. As soon as Harry closed the door, Sirius turned back to a human. "Harry! How have you been?" he whispered jovially, enveloping him in a hug. "Fine," he lied. "Do you want something to eat?" Sirius knew he was lying, but he was hungry, so he nodded. He would question Harry upstairs. Harry quickly grabbed some bananas, bread, apples, and leftover chicken, motioning Sirius to follow him up to his room. Right at the door, Harry stopped abruptly, listening for any sign that someone was awake. When he heard nothing but snoring, he quickly and silently opened the door, closing it behind them. He dumped the food on his bed, motioning for Sirius to sit and eat. "Harry?" "Yeah?" "You need to tell me the truth. You are not 'fine'. I know that for a fact." "You should eat. I can tell-" Sirius interrupted him. "Don't change the subject. I need to report to Dumbledore with every little thing that could have connections with You- Know-Who." Harry hesitated. He knew this would make a fuss, and he didn't want that. Then he looked at the set jaw on Sirius's face, and had no choice. No matter what Sirius had to do to get it out of him, easy way or not, he would find out. Sirius noticed Harry subconsciously putting his hand over his forehead and instinctively knew. "You scar, isn't it...." Harry nodded, looking defeated. Sirius immediately jumped up, looking for a piece of parchment, quill, and ink. "Harry," he scolded, "you've got to tell us right away about these things. With the Dark Lord having risen, you need to be careful and tell us! You're his main target, and nothing can go unnoticed and ignored!" He finally found the writing materials and said the letter as he wrote. "Dumbledore. Harry's scar. Voldemort still on loose.... Arrived a few minutes ago...." And with that, he sent Hedwig into the night and to Hogwarts. (Or so they thought) Harry scrambled to write a reply to Ron.
~ Ron- Sirius is here. He just sent Hedwig to Dumbledore. When am I coming to stay with you? Sirius will have to come too - Dumbledore's orders. Tell your mum he won't kill us. -Harry ~
Harry attached it to Pigwidgeon's leg and sent him into the velvety violet of night. However, on the ground, he spotted an old wizard with silvery hair and beard, reading Sirius's letter through half-moon glasses.
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Ch. 1: Letters at 2 o'clock
Rating: PG (for now)
Disclaimer: I don't own anything but the plot. The original plot (Voldemort returning, etc.) belongs to JKR, and so do the characters.
Note: No flames! This is my first HP fanfic and is based right after the 4th book. (in the summer) I don't know how this differs from the 5th book, because, well, the 5th book isn't out yet, now is it? I won't be changing it for the 5th book though, because that way I'll have to change a lot of it. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Harry suddenly bolted upright in bed, hearing a tapping at his window, and his scar burning dully. He put on his glasses and walked curiously to his window, wand in hand. Ever since knowing Voldemort was back, and wanting to kill him, he was braver, but more cautious. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw it was only Pigwidgeon and Hedwig, carrying letters. He had almost forgotten that today was his birthday. He quickly let them in; Hedwig flew to her cage and gave him the letter, while Harry had to pry the letter from Pigwidgeon's beak. Harry opened the letter from Ron first. He felt ecstatic when he read it. ~ Harry- Happy birthday! I'm not sure if Pig got this to you on time or not, but did you hear the good news yet? Well, in case you haven't heard, because you don't have many connections, Lucius Malfoy is in Azkaban! He was so furious when Malfoy told him about the hexes that he ran right into a trap! I'll tell you the details in a few days! Dumbledore says you should come stay with us for a while. Until school starts again. -Ron ~
Harry set the letter aside, grinning widely as he picked up the one from Sirius.
~ Harry- Happy birthday! I don't have much to give you except a bit of good news. Lucius Malfoy has been locked up! I'm sure Ron will tell you the details; after all, he was there. I hope Hedwig gets this letter to you before Wednesday.... ~
Harry froze. Today was Wednesday! He wondered why it was important, so he kept reading.
~ .After I finished the first assignment Dumbledore gave me, he gave me another one. I am to come guard you. And when you go to the Weasleys', I will be going with you. After all, I am sworn to protect you as my own son if something happened to your parents. Besides, the Dark Lord can get you now. He can touch you now. Don't worry too much, though. You'll be fine. I'll be there when everyone is still asleep - open the door at two o'clock AM on Wednesday. -Sirius
PS- Don't worry about me. I won't get caught. ~
Harry glanced at the clock: 1:45 AM. He would see his godfather in fifteen minutes, and he couldn't be more happy. But he couldn't help worrying. What if he DID get caught? It would be his fault. He still couldn't help wondering why he didn't just Apparate into his room. Harry needed to tell someone about his scar, but he didn't want everyone freaking out. If he told Sirius, he would get all weird and tell Dumbledore and then Dumbledore would set up all this security around him. Before he had much time to think, it was 2 AM and Harry could hear Sirius's barking (he was in dog-form). He ran down the stairs quickly, willing Sirius to shut up, but of course, he didn't until Harry yanked open the door. There stood Sirius, on all fours, staring at Harry expectantly. "Hello, Sirius, come in," he whispered and Sirius walked in. As soon as Harry closed the door, Sirius turned back to a human. "Harry! How have you been?" he whispered jovially, enveloping him in a hug. "Fine," he lied. "Do you want something to eat?" Sirius knew he was lying, but he was hungry, so he nodded. He would question Harry upstairs. Harry quickly grabbed some bananas, bread, apples, and leftover chicken, motioning Sirius to follow him up to his room. Right at the door, Harry stopped abruptly, listening for any sign that someone was awake. When he heard nothing but snoring, he quickly and silently opened the door, closing it behind them. He dumped the food on his bed, motioning for Sirius to sit and eat. "Harry?" "Yeah?" "You need to tell me the truth. You are not 'fine'. I know that for a fact." "You should eat. I can tell-" Sirius interrupted him. "Don't change the subject. I need to report to Dumbledore with every little thing that could have connections with You- Know-Who." Harry hesitated. He knew this would make a fuss, and he didn't want that. Then he looked at the set jaw on Sirius's face, and had no choice. No matter what Sirius had to do to get it out of him, easy way or not, he would find out. Sirius noticed Harry subconsciously putting his hand over his forehead and instinctively knew. "You scar, isn't it...." Harry nodded, looking defeated. Sirius immediately jumped up, looking for a piece of parchment, quill, and ink. "Harry," he scolded, "you've got to tell us right away about these things. With the Dark Lord having risen, you need to be careful and tell us! You're his main target, and nothing can go unnoticed and ignored!" He finally found the writing materials and said the letter as he wrote. "Dumbledore. Harry's scar. Voldemort still on loose.... Arrived a few minutes ago...." And with that, he sent Hedwig into the night and to Hogwarts. (Or so they thought) Harry scrambled to write a reply to Ron.
~ Ron- Sirius is here. He just sent Hedwig to Dumbledore. When am I coming to stay with you? Sirius will have to come too - Dumbledore's orders. Tell your mum he won't kill us. -Harry ~
Harry attached it to Pigwidgeon's leg and sent him into the velvety violet of night. However, on the ground, he spotted an old wizard with silvery hair and beard, reading Sirius's letter through half-moon glasses.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Review. I've already written more. Now you've gotta review to get more.