OMG! My very first fanfic..im sooooooooo excited..welps..im gonna start u
off with tha first chapter. Obviously..duh!! hah..n e wais..umm..the first
two chapters may be boring..but there has too be an opening tuh tha
story..don't u agree?? Of course u do..well..won't spend any more of your
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Disclaimer: I do NOT own Harry Potter..and I NEVER will..yups..all J.K.Rowlings..lucky!!!
~ Chapter One ~
Unexpected Letter
Harry Potter woke with a start that morning. He felt a pain on his face. At first he thought it was the scar that was given to him by the most powerful dark wizard, Voldemort. But then, he realized the pain wasn't coming from his scar.
So he went to the bathroom to check it out.
What he found made him scream out loud.
"A PIMPLE! NOOOOOO!"
Harry didn't mind wakening the whole house, because as usual, his Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia tried to ignore him as much as possible. In fact, they always did. And he was sure they weren't about to start minding him now.
Harry also had a cousin, Dudley. He was Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia's son.
As Harry was trying to figure out how to make the pimple disappear, without using magic, he heard a very cruel laugh behind him.
He turned around, and Dudley was standing behind him.
Apparently, he must have seen the huge pimple, because he then heard Dudley make his own comment about it.
"Do you see the size of that thing? It's HUGE! HA! HA! HA!" Dudley turned around and ran towards his parents' room.
For the first time, in about four years, Harry felt normal because, Harry was anything but normal. This was, because Harry was a wizard. And he lived with his Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia, which were muggles (non-magic people), because his parent's had died when Harry was one year old. Voldemort had murdered Harry's Parent's. But the strange thing was, that when Voldemort turned to kill Harry, he couldn't. Voldemort had become very weak, just barley alive, because his powers turned against him. So Voldemort fled. Leaving Harry with a thin scar on his forehead, shaped like a bolt of lightning.
Just then, Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia stepped into the washroom where Harry was.
"See mum. There it is, right there. Do you see it?" Dudley was saying to his mother. "It's right under that horrible scar." At this, Dudley felt a chill run down his spine, and decided to retreat. Because he never did accept the fact that Harry was a wizard.
"Get out of the bathroom, boy. Before you break the mirror. C'mon, hurry it up. We don't have all day, you know." Uncle Vernon was telling Harry.
Once Harry left the bathroom, Uncle Vernon turned off the light, and followed Aunt Petunia into the bedroom, where they would sleep for another hour or two.
The only reason Uncle Vernon threw Harry out of the bathroom was so he would have a reason to shout at him. The Dursley's did everything in their power to make Harry's life miserable.
Harry, realizing it's only six thirty in the morning, wanted to go to bed, but couldn't fall back asleep.
So he went downstairs, made himself a toast and decided to watch some television very, very quietly, so Dudley wouldn't hear.
Just as he was doing this, he heard a noise, like tapping, coming from his room. He turned off the television, and crept back upstairs to his room.
There was a snow-white owl on the window. It was Hedwig, Harry's owl that Hagrid, the Hogwarts Game Keeper, had bought him.
Harry went to the window, and opened it. That's when he realized that Hedwig was carrying something. It looked like a letter. Harry never got things from anybody from school except on his birthday, which wasn't another week away.
He took the envelope from Hedwig, and she went soaring back into the morning, air filled, sky.
As Harry took out the letter from the envelope, a piece of paper fell out of the envelope. He picked it up, and unfolded it. It was an article from the Daily Prophet, a newspaper in the wizarding world. He knew this, because there was a picture attached to it, in black and white, and it was moving.
Harry looked at the picture, and saw a beautiful girl, standing next to Dumbledore, the Hogwarts Head Master. In the background, was the front of Hogwarts School. Then, realizing that he was fully staring and the beautiful girl, he tore his eyes away from her, and read the entry, which was:
Student Enters Hogwarts at year Five
Student, Rachel Avalon will be entering Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry this upcoming year. Her previous school was 'Ampsgrid School for Young Witches', which was an all girls school.
At her First year, Rachel received a Letter from Hogwarts, but refused it, and now, changing her mind, she wishes to go to Hogwarts for her fifth year. Hogwarts usually doesn't let this happen, but since she is 'special', they will let her in.
Cornelius Fudge, the Minister for Magic, assured reporters, "Rachel is special, because she has mastered all the spells, and magic in her old school, and wishes to go to a school with an advanced and higher level of learning potions and spells. She hopes to learn much more at Hogwarts, and advises people (with a high learning ability) not to apply to Ampsgrid, because she says that it isn't any good there."
We all hope Rachel all the best at her new school, Hogwarts, and many thanks go out to Albus Dumbledore for his generous acceptance to Miss. Rachel Avalon.
Harry was confused. Why would Ron send him this? She was going to Hogwarts, yes. But why should Harry care.
Confused, Harry decided to unfold the letter from Ron, and read it.
Dear Harry,
I know, I know. You're probably thinking ' why is Ron sending me this.' Right? Well, the reason I am sending you this, is because I just found out from my dad, that that girl is gonna be in Gryffindor. And did you see how beautiful she is. Man oh Man. I can't wait to go back to school and meet her. I bet Hermione is going to be super jealous of her, cause she's super duper smart.
Well, that's all. I hope I'm not disturbing you. Sending you junk mail. Oh well, it's better if you know, right?
Oh, one more thing. I was wondering if you want to come to my house next week. You know, the 31st of July? Your Birthday! I already asked Hermione, she said her parents would let her go. So?
Answer back as soon as possible, Ok?
Well, that's all. Later
From, Your Friend Ron
So, that's it. That's why Ron sent him that. He sent him that because he also thinks the girl is beautiful. But not only that, she's going to be in Gryffindor. The smartest girl is going to be in Gryffindor.
Harry couldn't believe it. They had won the House Cup for Gryffindor for four strait years. With this girl, they would be unstoppable.
Just then, Harry had a funny feeling inside of him. He felt as though he had seen this girl somewhere before.
Harry took the picture in his hand, and looked at it. No, he stared at it. Thinking to where he could of seen this girl before. Maybe he saw her in a different picture before and he didn't really care. Maybe she was in Muggle news.
Hold on. Why would she be on Muggle news? Harry had no clue. He was going mad. So he decided to read Ron's letter one more time to calm himself down a bit.
Then, after rereading Ron's letter, he remembered that Ron had asked him over to his house on his birthday. Harry was so happy. He was going to spend his birthday at the Weasley's house. But, all his hopes were shattered when he thought, 'how am I going to get there', and, 'is Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia even going to let me go?'
Harry decided, that he would ask them at breakfast this morning. Except, he'd have to wait for them to wake up first.
Harry took his letter and newspaper article, and put it in a box under his bed, where the rest of his Hogwarts things were. He told himself that he would write back to Ron as soon as he got an answer from Uncle Vernon.
Harry got off the bed, and headed downstairs. As he walked down, he heard voices coming from the kitchen. He recognized it as Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia's voices. He was amazed that they had got up so early. He was also amazed that he had not heard them walking past his room. He was probably too busy reading his letter from Ron to have noticed them walking around.
When he reached the kitchen, Harry was startled by the sudden outburst of laughter from Dudley.
Dudley got of his chair, started dancing around Harry saying, "Harry's got a pimple! Harry's got a pimple! HA! HA! HA!"
Harry had totally forgotten about the second head that was growing right under his scar. But decided it wasn't important.
Not paying any attention to Dudley, Harry walked up to the table, and sat right in front of Uncle Vernon, and started staring at him.
Uncle Vernon realized this right away, and snapped, "What are you looking at, boy?"
"Uncle Vernon, er, I was wondering," Harry began.
"What is it?"
"Well, I was wondering if we were busy next Saturday?"
"What's it to ya, boy?" snapped Uncle Vernon.
"Well, er, my friend invited me to his house next Saturday, and then, er, spend the rest of the summer there. If it's okay with you, of course."
"Mmm." It looked as if Uncle Vernon was actually considering it. He then said, "Fine. But as long as you're out of my sight. And you better pack early, 'cause I don't want to see you that day at all. Understood?"
"Um, Yes Sir! Thank you! Thank you Uncle Vernon." And with that, Harry ran up the stairs, without a bite to eat (except the toast from earlier), and wrote a reply letter to Ron, telling him that he had permission to go. And also telling him that he had to be out of the house early in the morning.
Did u like it?? I did.hah! K.review if u gots tha time..and all reviews are welcome..even tha nasty ones..hah..cuz how can I improve if nobody tells me my mistake? N e wais..won't keep ya waiting.chapter 2 will be up in a few.bye!
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Harry Potter..and I NEVER will..yups..all J.K.Rowlings..lucky!!!
~ Chapter One ~
Unexpected Letter
Harry Potter woke with a start that morning. He felt a pain on his face. At first he thought it was the scar that was given to him by the most powerful dark wizard, Voldemort. But then, he realized the pain wasn't coming from his scar.
So he went to the bathroom to check it out.
What he found made him scream out loud.
"A PIMPLE! NOOOOOO!"
Harry didn't mind wakening the whole house, because as usual, his Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia tried to ignore him as much as possible. In fact, they always did. And he was sure they weren't about to start minding him now.
Harry also had a cousin, Dudley. He was Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia's son.
As Harry was trying to figure out how to make the pimple disappear, without using magic, he heard a very cruel laugh behind him.
He turned around, and Dudley was standing behind him.
Apparently, he must have seen the huge pimple, because he then heard Dudley make his own comment about it.
"Do you see the size of that thing? It's HUGE! HA! HA! HA!" Dudley turned around and ran towards his parents' room.
For the first time, in about four years, Harry felt normal because, Harry was anything but normal. This was, because Harry was a wizard. And he lived with his Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia, which were muggles (non-magic people), because his parent's had died when Harry was one year old. Voldemort had murdered Harry's Parent's. But the strange thing was, that when Voldemort turned to kill Harry, he couldn't. Voldemort had become very weak, just barley alive, because his powers turned against him. So Voldemort fled. Leaving Harry with a thin scar on his forehead, shaped like a bolt of lightning.
Just then, Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia stepped into the washroom where Harry was.
"See mum. There it is, right there. Do you see it?" Dudley was saying to his mother. "It's right under that horrible scar." At this, Dudley felt a chill run down his spine, and decided to retreat. Because he never did accept the fact that Harry was a wizard.
"Get out of the bathroom, boy. Before you break the mirror. C'mon, hurry it up. We don't have all day, you know." Uncle Vernon was telling Harry.
Once Harry left the bathroom, Uncle Vernon turned off the light, and followed Aunt Petunia into the bedroom, where they would sleep for another hour or two.
The only reason Uncle Vernon threw Harry out of the bathroom was so he would have a reason to shout at him. The Dursley's did everything in their power to make Harry's life miserable.
Harry, realizing it's only six thirty in the morning, wanted to go to bed, but couldn't fall back asleep.
So he went downstairs, made himself a toast and decided to watch some television very, very quietly, so Dudley wouldn't hear.
Just as he was doing this, he heard a noise, like tapping, coming from his room. He turned off the television, and crept back upstairs to his room.
There was a snow-white owl on the window. It was Hedwig, Harry's owl that Hagrid, the Hogwarts Game Keeper, had bought him.
Harry went to the window, and opened it. That's when he realized that Hedwig was carrying something. It looked like a letter. Harry never got things from anybody from school except on his birthday, which wasn't another week away.
He took the envelope from Hedwig, and she went soaring back into the morning, air filled, sky.
As Harry took out the letter from the envelope, a piece of paper fell out of the envelope. He picked it up, and unfolded it. It was an article from the Daily Prophet, a newspaper in the wizarding world. He knew this, because there was a picture attached to it, in black and white, and it was moving.
Harry looked at the picture, and saw a beautiful girl, standing next to Dumbledore, the Hogwarts Head Master. In the background, was the front of Hogwarts School. Then, realizing that he was fully staring and the beautiful girl, he tore his eyes away from her, and read the entry, which was:
Student Enters Hogwarts at year Five
Student, Rachel Avalon will be entering Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry this upcoming year. Her previous school was 'Ampsgrid School for Young Witches', which was an all girls school.
At her First year, Rachel received a Letter from Hogwarts, but refused it, and now, changing her mind, she wishes to go to Hogwarts for her fifth year. Hogwarts usually doesn't let this happen, but since she is 'special', they will let her in.
Cornelius Fudge, the Minister for Magic, assured reporters, "Rachel is special, because she has mastered all the spells, and magic in her old school, and wishes to go to a school with an advanced and higher level of learning potions and spells. She hopes to learn much more at Hogwarts, and advises people (with a high learning ability) not to apply to Ampsgrid, because she says that it isn't any good there."
We all hope Rachel all the best at her new school, Hogwarts, and many thanks go out to Albus Dumbledore for his generous acceptance to Miss. Rachel Avalon.
Harry was confused. Why would Ron send him this? She was going to Hogwarts, yes. But why should Harry care.
Confused, Harry decided to unfold the letter from Ron, and read it.
Dear Harry,
I know, I know. You're probably thinking ' why is Ron sending me this.' Right? Well, the reason I am sending you this, is because I just found out from my dad, that that girl is gonna be in Gryffindor. And did you see how beautiful she is. Man oh Man. I can't wait to go back to school and meet her. I bet Hermione is going to be super jealous of her, cause she's super duper smart.
Well, that's all. I hope I'm not disturbing you. Sending you junk mail. Oh well, it's better if you know, right?
Oh, one more thing. I was wondering if you want to come to my house next week. You know, the 31st of July? Your Birthday! I already asked Hermione, she said her parents would let her go. So?
Answer back as soon as possible, Ok?
Well, that's all. Later
From, Your Friend Ron
So, that's it. That's why Ron sent him that. He sent him that because he also thinks the girl is beautiful. But not only that, she's going to be in Gryffindor. The smartest girl is going to be in Gryffindor.
Harry couldn't believe it. They had won the House Cup for Gryffindor for four strait years. With this girl, they would be unstoppable.
Just then, Harry had a funny feeling inside of him. He felt as though he had seen this girl somewhere before.
Harry took the picture in his hand, and looked at it. No, he stared at it. Thinking to where he could of seen this girl before. Maybe he saw her in a different picture before and he didn't really care. Maybe she was in Muggle news.
Hold on. Why would she be on Muggle news? Harry had no clue. He was going mad. So he decided to read Ron's letter one more time to calm himself down a bit.
Then, after rereading Ron's letter, he remembered that Ron had asked him over to his house on his birthday. Harry was so happy. He was going to spend his birthday at the Weasley's house. But, all his hopes were shattered when he thought, 'how am I going to get there', and, 'is Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia even going to let me go?'
Harry decided, that he would ask them at breakfast this morning. Except, he'd have to wait for them to wake up first.
Harry took his letter and newspaper article, and put it in a box under his bed, where the rest of his Hogwarts things were. He told himself that he would write back to Ron as soon as he got an answer from Uncle Vernon.
Harry got off the bed, and headed downstairs. As he walked down, he heard voices coming from the kitchen. He recognized it as Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia's voices. He was amazed that they had got up so early. He was also amazed that he had not heard them walking past his room. He was probably too busy reading his letter from Ron to have noticed them walking around.
When he reached the kitchen, Harry was startled by the sudden outburst of laughter from Dudley.
Dudley got of his chair, started dancing around Harry saying, "Harry's got a pimple! Harry's got a pimple! HA! HA! HA!"
Harry had totally forgotten about the second head that was growing right under his scar. But decided it wasn't important.
Not paying any attention to Dudley, Harry walked up to the table, and sat right in front of Uncle Vernon, and started staring at him.
Uncle Vernon realized this right away, and snapped, "What are you looking at, boy?"
"Uncle Vernon, er, I was wondering," Harry began.
"What is it?"
"Well, I was wondering if we were busy next Saturday?"
"What's it to ya, boy?" snapped Uncle Vernon.
"Well, er, my friend invited me to his house next Saturday, and then, er, spend the rest of the summer there. If it's okay with you, of course."
"Mmm." It looked as if Uncle Vernon was actually considering it. He then said, "Fine. But as long as you're out of my sight. And you better pack early, 'cause I don't want to see you that day at all. Understood?"
"Um, Yes Sir! Thank you! Thank you Uncle Vernon." And with that, Harry ran up the stairs, without a bite to eat (except the toast from earlier), and wrote a reply letter to Ron, telling him that he had permission to go. And also telling him that he had to be out of the house early in the morning.
Did u like it?? I did.hah! K.review if u gots tha time..and all reviews are welcome..even tha nasty ones..hah..cuz how can I improve if nobody tells me my mistake? N e wais..won't keep ya waiting.chapter 2 will be up in a few.bye!