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Chapter 1: The Summer
Harry Potter was sitting at his desk with his unusual pet which was
in fact an owl.
Why does he have a pet that is not ordinary? Well that is because he is not
an ordinary person,no
he is in fact a wizard. You see his parents were murdered by the deranged
maniac from hell(DMH)
or as most people who were afraid to say his name You-Know-Who or
He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named,
but his real name was Lord Voldermort.
Now on with our story. Harry Potter was not what someone would
call 'drop dead gorgous'
but he was a good-looking boy of 15. He grew over the past time that he was
living with his great brute
of an uncle, his horse-faced, long-necked aunt, and his cousin who had in
fact had been sent to a fat
school and had lost a lot of his weight but well... let's just say he's
nothing against the American
muggle Denzel Washington.He was now taller than his cousin an his uncle at
the height of 6 foot 4 inches. Harry had a very impressive six pack from
those years of playing Quidditch(a sport played on brooms). His hair was
sticking up in every direction. His
hair was now almost to his chin and was currently covering his bright,
emerald green eyes that so many girls loved.
This boy was in a dilemma. The DMH had returned the previous year
but that was not what was bothering Harry. His problem were six big ones.
He had done the most stupidest thing a person could have done. He had ,to
put it simply, fallen for his best friends little sister. He would have to
deal with
her six older brothers Bill,Charlie, Percy, Fred,George, and his best mate
Ron.
"How am I supposed to tell her I like her?" Harry asked Hedwig,his
owl. "I can't even write it down in a letter." Harry shook his head as he got up from his desk. "Hmph...Some Gryffindor I am."
"BOY! GET DOWN HERE NOW!"yelled Uncle Vernon.
'Great, wonder what I did this time.' Harry thought as he walked down the
stairs. Well more like walked four then jumped the rest.
'Oh No, why me?' Harry wondered as he realized who was in the living room waiting for him.
"Hey Harry, guess what your going to stay at the Burrow the rest of the
summer so pack
your bags!" How Harry hated that smile. It made him weak in the knees.
' Why did she have to get so darn pretty?' Harry dashed to his room and
stuffed his belongings in his trunk. When he was finished he grabbed his
trunk and Hedwigs cage.
Harry ran down the steps only to run into someone. All he saw were
a pair of big brown eyes that belonged to Ginny. Harry realized he was only
milimeters away from each other. She could feel his
breath on her face but neither was moving away instead they were moving
closer, and closer. Now their lips were almost touching....
So sorry but I couldn't help it *gives puppy eyes* i'll write more if
you want so let me know'*wink wink*
How? well... you could give your opinion *points to the review button*
Flames will be GREATLY appeciated just want to know if you like my story
or not
so far.
Chapter 1: The Summer
Harry Potter was sitting at his desk with his unusual pet which was
in fact an owl.
Why does he have a pet that is not ordinary? Well that is because he is not
an ordinary person,no
he is in fact a wizard. You see his parents were murdered by the deranged
maniac from hell(DMH)
or as most people who were afraid to say his name You-Know-Who or
He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named,
but his real name was Lord Voldermort.
Now on with our story. Harry Potter was not what someone would
call 'drop dead gorgous'
but he was a good-looking boy of 15. He grew over the past time that he was
living with his great brute
of an uncle, his horse-faced, long-necked aunt, and his cousin who had in
fact had been sent to a fat
school and had lost a lot of his weight but well... let's just say he's
nothing against the American
muggle Denzel Washington.He was now taller than his cousin an his uncle at
the height of 6 foot 4 inches. Harry had a very impressive six pack from
those years of playing Quidditch(a sport played on brooms). His hair was
sticking up in every direction. His
hair was now almost to his chin and was currently covering his bright,
emerald green eyes that so many girls loved.
This boy was in a dilemma. The DMH had returned the previous year
but that was not what was bothering Harry. His problem were six big ones.
He had done the most stupidest thing a person could have done. He had ,to
put it simply, fallen for his best friends little sister. He would have to
deal with
her six older brothers Bill,Charlie, Percy, Fred,George, and his best mate
Ron.
"How am I supposed to tell her I like her?" Harry asked Hedwig,his
owl. "I can't even write it down in a letter." Harry shook his head as he got up from his desk. "Hmph...Some Gryffindor I am."
"BOY! GET DOWN HERE NOW!"yelled Uncle Vernon.
'Great, wonder what I did this time.' Harry thought as he walked down the
stairs. Well more like walked four then jumped the rest.
'Oh No, why me?' Harry wondered as he realized who was in the living room waiting for him.
"Hey Harry, guess what your going to stay at the Burrow the rest of the
summer so pack
your bags!" How Harry hated that smile. It made him weak in the knees.
' Why did she have to get so darn pretty?' Harry dashed to his room and
stuffed his belongings in his trunk. When he was finished he grabbed his
trunk and Hedwigs cage.
Harry ran down the steps only to run into someone. All he saw were
a pair of big brown eyes that belonged to Ginny. Harry realized he was only
milimeters away from each other. She could feel his
breath on her face but neither was moving away instead they were moving
closer, and closer. Now their lips were almost touching....
So sorry but I couldn't help it *gives puppy eyes* i'll write more if
you want so let me know'*wink wink*
How? well... you could give your opinion *points to the review button*
Flames will be GREATLY appeciated just want to know if you like my story
or not
so far.