Disclaimer: Well, all HP characters belong to JK. So you get the drill. All
the other's are mine. Thanks! I do apologize for any mistakes. I do try.
But I really stink at writing. This chapter is just the intro. Please tell
me what you thing. I'm trying my best to make no Mary Sue characters.
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Before the End
By: Alexxia Angelesse Delono
Chapter One: Names from long ago.
Oliver Wood lay still asleep in his warm bed. The sun had yet to make it's entrance on the green Earth of Scotland. Oliver drempt happliy of quidditch. He had no idea that very same day would give his life not only a new perspective but a dangerous change. One that would rock his world.
" Oliver." Mrs. Wood yelled from their cherry wooded kitchen. " Time to get up. We leave for the train station in a hour."
Oliver stired but was unable to get up. His body was weighed with the yern for more rest. He lay in wounder of what the next school year would bring. He was upon his sixth year. And what a year it would be! He was filled with the experation of quidditch.
" Oliver." said Mrs. Wood stepping into his room. " Have you gone deaf? Up you go. We have to be getting on our way" She yelled as she walked out. " Or do you want to miss your train so you can't play quidditch at that school of yours?"
Oliver jumped up in lazily but on a pair of kahki's and a blue sweater. He had once missed the train to Hogwarts and was left to find other means of transportation. Oliver was often late for things, except quidditch practice. That of which didn't please his father.
"Eat up dear." Mrs. Wood handed Oliver his breakfast. Even with magic his mother couldn't seem to not burn their meals. But Oliver was hungry so he quietly munched on some burned toast. Meanwhile Oliver's father sat across from him reading the paper.
" Hump." Mr. Wood shook his balding head. " Listen to this: In light of recent news two suspected death eaters escaped last night. They had been gathered with other's suppoesdly planning an attack."
" Seriously father?" Oliver twitched at the thought of another attack at Hogwarts. The last thing he needed was another canceled cup. He had been studing new plays all summer. Well most anyways, when he wasn't at his summer job.
" Poor Harry." Said Mrs. Wood.
Mr. Wood stroked his gray mustache. He glanced aty his wife. He knew the next question she was going to ask. " Their names are given. Let's see they are," Mr.Wood speech came to a sudden halt. He immediatly stopped stroking his mustache and sat the paper down." Well there son, we'd better not daulde. We wouldn't want to miss that train again."
Oliver stared at his father his eyes looked full of fear. " Father what are thier-"
" Let's go kiss you're mum goodbye and let us leave." Mr. Wood glared at his son.
Oliver decided it best not to argue and quickly kissed his mother goodbye.
"Don't forget to keep warm dear." She said.
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Before the End
By: Alexxia Angelesse Delono
Chapter One: Names from long ago.
Oliver Wood lay still asleep in his warm bed. The sun had yet to make it's entrance on the green Earth of Scotland. Oliver drempt happliy of quidditch. He had no idea that very same day would give his life not only a new perspective but a dangerous change. One that would rock his world.
" Oliver." Mrs. Wood yelled from their cherry wooded kitchen. " Time to get up. We leave for the train station in a hour."
Oliver stired but was unable to get up. His body was weighed with the yern for more rest. He lay in wounder of what the next school year would bring. He was upon his sixth year. And what a year it would be! He was filled with the experation of quidditch.
" Oliver." said Mrs. Wood stepping into his room. " Have you gone deaf? Up you go. We have to be getting on our way" She yelled as she walked out. " Or do you want to miss your train so you can't play quidditch at that school of yours?"
Oliver jumped up in lazily but on a pair of kahki's and a blue sweater. He had once missed the train to Hogwarts and was left to find other means of transportation. Oliver was often late for things, except quidditch practice. That of which didn't please his father.
"Eat up dear." Mrs. Wood handed Oliver his breakfast. Even with magic his mother couldn't seem to not burn their meals. But Oliver was hungry so he quietly munched on some burned toast. Meanwhile Oliver's father sat across from him reading the paper.
" Hump." Mr. Wood shook his balding head. " Listen to this: In light of recent news two suspected death eaters escaped last night. They had been gathered with other's suppoesdly planning an attack."
" Seriously father?" Oliver twitched at the thought of another attack at Hogwarts. The last thing he needed was another canceled cup. He had been studing new plays all summer. Well most anyways, when he wasn't at his summer job.
" Poor Harry." Said Mrs. Wood.
Mr. Wood stroked his gray mustache. He glanced aty his wife. He knew the next question she was going to ask. " Their names are given. Let's see they are," Mr.Wood speech came to a sudden halt. He immediatly stopped stroking his mustache and sat the paper down." Well there son, we'd better not daulde. We wouldn't want to miss that train again."
Oliver stared at his father his eyes looked full of fear. " Father what are thier-"
" Let's go kiss you're mum goodbye and let us leave." Mr. Wood glared at his son.
Oliver decided it best not to argue and quickly kissed his mother goodbye.
"Don't forget to keep warm dear." She said.