Chapter 1: Summer Holidays
A/N This is my first fic so please be gentle, I'm only gonna post the first two chapters so people can tell me what they think.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of those other characters they all belong to their respective owners, the only character I own is Kassandra. ;)
The summer sun was sweltering hot as it beat down on the clean neat homes of Privet Drive. The grass on the usually well watered lawns had died and turned to a dusty brown.
Sitting on the garden wall of number four was a tall bespectacled boy with a mop of unruly jet black hair; he sat with the appearance of one deep in thought. Had this boy not been so deep in thinking of his own worries perhaps he might have felt the eyes that were in fact watching him.
You see Harry Potter (the boy sitting on the garden wall) was not your run of the mill teenage boy. Contrary to popular belief he did not attend St. Brutus's institution for incurable criminal boys. No, as a matter of fact Harry Potter was as far from criminal as you could get.
Right at this moment Harry was wondering why his best friends Ron Weasly and Hermione Granger had not come to rescue him from the muggles he was living with. Muggle, what a strange word you must think it, but yes this was the correct term for Harry's Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon. Muggle is the word used for those folks who do not possess magical abilities. Yes, you're getting there Harry Potter is in fact a wizard, a wizard preparing for his fifth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Harry had battled for the right to live for four years now, the same foe who had murdered Harry's mother and father. Last June the wizarding world's greatest fear had been realized. The Darkest wizard for a century had returned, the only problem was that few chose to accept this reality.
Was it only two months ago that Harry had seen Cedric Diggory die at the hands of his parents' betrayer? Was it only two months ago that Harry had been bound to a tombstone in that dark graveyard and watched his greatest enemy return to power?
"Harry!" Aunt Petunia, a boney woman with too much neck and horsey teeth called from inside the house, "Dinner, get in here now!"
Harry, who was jerked from his thoughts and called back to reality by his Aunt, stood up from his place on the wall preparing to join his Aunt, Uncle and their porky son Dudley for dinner when he felt them, the eyes that had been watching him this whole time. When he turned around searching for the eyes he found nothing so he instead walked in to dinner.
Up in his room Harry marked off another day on his calendar, only two more weeks until he would be allowed to return to Hogwarts. Hogwarts was more Harry's home than Privet Dive had ever been. With these comforting thoughts in mind Harry climbed into bed and dropped off to sleep.
The next day found Harry lying on the ground hidden by some rhododendrons under the sitting room window trying to hear what was on the news. The television did little to calm Harry's already frayed nerves.
When he had heard enough Harry sat up. Many things happened at once, there was a loud crack and Harry jumped to his feet pulling out his wand at the same time. Before Harry could hit his head on the open sitting room window something tripped him so that he fell on his back hidden once again by the flowers.
"Stay put unless you want real trouble," said a voice close to his ear. Harry felt a slight pressure on his shoulders as someone put wait on him to keep him down.
Uncle Vernon stuck is nosey purple face out the window and looked around, he saw nothing. It was fortunate that it did not occur to him to look down other wise he would have seen Harry. Uncle Vernon retreated into the comfort of his air conditioned house.
Meanwhile the pressure was lifted off Harry and he looked around for the face that belonged to the voice. There was no one. Harry pondered how could someone appear and disappear so quickly and quietly? Still pondering Harry slid out of his hiding place and went to sit on the garden wall till dinner time.
When Dudley came home Harry was called to the sitting room for a chat. "We will be leaving the house somewhere close to seven thirty and Wednesday night for the award ceremony. Harry you are to stay in your room and do not touch any of our food or possessions. Also we will be locking you in your room," said Uncle Vernon looking very superior.
Harry never understood why they would give him all these rules when they just planned on locking his bedroom door anyway.
So as it were seven thirty Wednesday night the Dursleys took off to the award ceremony and Harry was left alone with his thoughts to occupy him.
Downstairs in the kitchen there came the sound of glass breaking. Harry shot up out of bed. The next thing Harry knew he was downstairs in the kitchen with an assortment of strange witches and wizards.
They were waiting for the signal telling them that it was safe to leave. Among the assortment where two of Harry's school professors, his third year Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher Professor Remus J. Lupin, and Harry's should-have-been fourth year DADA teacher Alastor 'Mad-Eye' Moody.
Sooner than he thought possible Harry was taken from number four Privet Drive and taken to the order of the Phoenix's headquarters at number 12 Grimauld place where he was reunited with his friends and his god father Sirius black. Harry spent the remainder of is summer holidays here and then it was back to Hogwarts at last.
A/N I kno it's not great but it's a start and the second chap will b better leave a review plz