Unknown Past, Unsure Future
Prologue
Standard disclaimers apply.
Harry sighed as he rolled over in his bed. 11:45 p.m. Fifteen minutes until he turned sixteen. He rolled out of bed and went to stand by the window. As he watched, six shadowy shapes flew into view. Harry quickly opened the window so that the owls could land on his bed. They swooped through the window and deposited their packages before going to Hedwig's for a drink of water. Harry sat down and happily picked up the first package. It was from Mrs. Weasley. A cake, a container of fudge and a new scarf of gold and red were its contents. The next package was from Ron. He read the note attached to it first.
Harry~ I know that Dumbledore said that you couldn't come to
the Burrow this year so 1st, here are some pictures to remember
us by. And 2nd, here is your birthday present. I hope that you like
it. Charlie said that it will protect you.
Ron
Harry gasped as he opened the box and saw the little red stone sitting on the velvet. 'Wow!' thought Harry. 'However did Ron get his hands on a piece of Dragonstone.'
He carefully closed the lid and put the box on his nightstand. The next gift was from Hermione. It was, of course, a rather large book. "Magickal Potions From Before Our Time" by Jacky Penbroke. It was perfect. Harry loved potions, although no one knew it. It was one of his best subjects at school. His scores were enough to rival even Hermione's although she didn't know it. Professor Snape had even pulled him aside one day and told him that he might want to consider a career in potions once he had graduated. He'd be sure to read the book from Hermione before school started.
After opening his best friends gifts he opened his Hogwarts letter, a package of rock cakes from Hagrid and the only thing left was an unmarked package. Harry took the paper off it and picked up the note that fell out.
Harry~ I thought you might like this. It was found among
some of the books in my office.
Albus Dumbledore
Harry picked up the book and gasped. On the front cover it read 'The Diary of Lilly Evans'. He couldn't believe his eyes. He slowly picked up the book and leafed through it, stopping now and again to read a passage. As he was getting ready to put the book down, a passage caught his eye and he decided to read it.
May 27~
Oh god!! What am I going to do? How could this happen? It wasn't supposed to happen like this. Nothing was supposed to come out of that night. Oh god! How am I going to tell James? He'll hate me. How can I tell him that I'm pregnant? Especially when the baby's not his!!
Harry stared in shock. He wasn't James Potter's son. He was someone else's. How could that be? Everyone said he looked just like his father. How could this be? He was shocked and confused. He didn't know how to react. I mean, he could have a father sitting out there waiting to know him. Or he could be dead. Or maybe he didn't even want a son.
"This is all so confusing," he said to himself. He sat there thinking for hours until exhaustion finally overcame him and he fell into a restless sleep.
A/N. Sorry this is so short, but I wanted to see if you liked the plot and wanted me to continue. Please let me know what you think. ~YamatoLuv7~
Prologue
Standard disclaimers apply.
Harry sighed as he rolled over in his bed. 11:45 p.m. Fifteen minutes until he turned sixteen. He rolled out of bed and went to stand by the window. As he watched, six shadowy shapes flew into view. Harry quickly opened the window so that the owls could land on his bed. They swooped through the window and deposited their packages before going to Hedwig's for a drink of water. Harry sat down and happily picked up the first package. It was from Mrs. Weasley. A cake, a container of fudge and a new scarf of gold and red were its contents. The next package was from Ron. He read the note attached to it first.
Harry~ I know that Dumbledore said that you couldn't come to
the Burrow this year so 1st, here are some pictures to remember
us by. And 2nd, here is your birthday present. I hope that you like
it. Charlie said that it will protect you.
Ron
Harry gasped as he opened the box and saw the little red stone sitting on the velvet. 'Wow!' thought Harry. 'However did Ron get his hands on a piece of Dragonstone.'
He carefully closed the lid and put the box on his nightstand. The next gift was from Hermione. It was, of course, a rather large book. "Magickal Potions From Before Our Time" by Jacky Penbroke. It was perfect. Harry loved potions, although no one knew it. It was one of his best subjects at school. His scores were enough to rival even Hermione's although she didn't know it. Professor Snape had even pulled him aside one day and told him that he might want to consider a career in potions once he had graduated. He'd be sure to read the book from Hermione before school started.
After opening his best friends gifts he opened his Hogwarts letter, a package of rock cakes from Hagrid and the only thing left was an unmarked package. Harry took the paper off it and picked up the note that fell out.
Harry~ I thought you might like this. It was found among
some of the books in my office.
Albus Dumbledore
Harry picked up the book and gasped. On the front cover it read 'The Diary of Lilly Evans'. He couldn't believe his eyes. He slowly picked up the book and leafed through it, stopping now and again to read a passage. As he was getting ready to put the book down, a passage caught his eye and he decided to read it.
May 27~
Oh god!! What am I going to do? How could this happen? It wasn't supposed to happen like this. Nothing was supposed to come out of that night. Oh god! How am I going to tell James? He'll hate me. How can I tell him that I'm pregnant? Especially when the baby's not his!!
Harry stared in shock. He wasn't James Potter's son. He was someone else's. How could that be? Everyone said he looked just like his father. How could this be? He was shocked and confused. He didn't know how to react. I mean, he could have a father sitting out there waiting to know him. Or he could be dead. Or maybe he didn't even want a son.
"This is all so confusing," he said to himself. He sat there thinking for hours until exhaustion finally overcame him and he fell into a restless sleep.
A/N. Sorry this is so short, but I wanted to see if you liked the plot and wanted me to continue. Please let me know what you think. ~YamatoLuv7~