A/N Hi, this is my first fan - fic. I hope you like it. The first chapter is kind of an introduction, but it does get more exciting. The story is kind of a romance / humour/ drama combined. I really hope you like it, and please review!
A Fifth Year Nothing
Chapter 1 - Lupin
A small skinny boy with jet-black hair and round glasses stared out of his window into the rapidly darkening night. The boy's name was Harry Potter. It was a full moon. He thought back to the time two years ago when his defence against the dark arts teacher, Professor Lupin had become a werewolf in front of his eyes on a night very much like tonight. He wondered what Lupin was doing now. At the end of last term Professor Dumbledore had said something about Lupin helping to fight against Voldemort. He walked to his bed and lay down onto it. A sudden thought came into his head. He would write to Lupin. When Lupin had been teaching at Hogwarts Harry had been quite close to him, and he had been one of his Fathers best friends after all. Why shouldn't he write to him? He moved silently to his desk and pulled out a piece of parchment and his eagle feather quill.
Dear Professor Lupin,
How are you? This is Harry Potter. I was just thinking about you, seeing as it's a full moon tonight, and I decided to write you a letter. Have you heard from Sirius lately? I have been keeping in touch with him, but he won't tell me where he is or what he is doing. I know that he is helping Dumbledore and 'the old crowd' fight against Voldemort. He hasn't written lately. I hope he's okay. Could you please write back to me? I want to hear from you. Did you hear what happened last year at Hogwarts? About Cedric Diggory? It was dreadful meeting Voldemort, and seeing forms of my parents again. I miss you as a teacher. I hope to hear from you soon.
Harry Potter
He unlocked his owl, Hedwig's cage and gave the note to her to deliver to Lupin.
* * * * *
The next day was August the 31st. Harry didn't have any idea about how he was going to get to Hogwarts. He was sure that Uncle Vernon wasn't going to take him. Luckily, he received a letter from his friend Ron just as he was wondering about this. He tore open the letter and out fell what looked like an old tattered burst Quaffle. He threw it aside and picked up the letter.
Dear Harry,
I hope this letter gets to you, it is quite heavy, and I'm not sure if Pig is up to it. Anyway I was wondering how you were going to get to school, I mean those Muggles aren't exactly friendly are they? So I asked Dad and he said, why not send you a Portkey? He turned that old Quaffle into a Portkey and then gave it to me to send to you. What you need to do is touch the Portkey at one o'clock on August the thirty first, and it will take you straight to the Leaky Cauldron. You can do all your shopping in Diagon Alley, and then go to Kings Cross the next day! Simple eh? See you at Kings Cross on September the first!
Love Ron
Great, his problem was solved. He just had to touch the Portkey at one o'clock that day, and he could get to Diagon Alley to buy his school stuff and then get to Kings Cross on September the 1st! He decided not to tell Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia that he was going, maybe it would worry them, but probably not. Harry collected together all his school things, his books, robes (which were now several inches too short), his wand, a small bag of wizard gold and his most prized possession, the invisibility cloak that he had inherited off his Father. At one minute to one o'clock, he held the deflated Quaffle in his right hand, and the handle of his trunk in the other. He counted down the seconds to one o'clock. Three, two, one - Harry felt a jerk behind his navel and suddenly he was flying through the air, and then he landed with a flump on the ground and his trunk landed right next to him. He had landed right outside the Leaky Cauldron. He picked himself up and dusted himself off and went into the dingy pub. He spoke to the bartender, Tom, and told him that he needed a room for one night. He then went into the yard behind the pub and tapped a brick in the wall. He went into Diagon Alley and bought all his school stuff from the various shops. He went back to the Leaky Cauldron and Tom gave him his Supper.
The next day Harry caught a Muggle taxi to Kings Cross station and then took the elevator down to Platform nine. Then he pushed his trolley with his trunk on towards the ticket barrier and casually walked through it. He was now on Platform nine and three quarters. There he was met by screams and shouts from other students, and crys and squeaks from nervous first years. He dragged his heavy trunk into an empty carriage, well, almost empty, there was a skinny man, with his face pressed into a pillow facing the window away from Harry. Harry put his trunk down and went back outside to watch for Ron and Hermione. He tried to spot them over the many heads of students all clamouring to get onto the train. There they were! Harry waved and called them over to him. They came over, and following them came Ron's younger sister Ginny and his two older twin brothers Fred and George. They all dragged their trunks into the compartment, and then sank into the chairs.
"Who's he?" said Ron.
"Don't know, can't see his face," replied Harry, "It's obvious what he's teaching though - Defence against the Dark Arts."
A few minutes later, the train began to move. Fred and George began talking animatedly to each other about the joke shop that they were planning to set up when they left Hogwarts at the end of the year. A good way on into the journey, there was a soft tapping on the window.
"Hedwig!" Harry exclaimed, "what are you doing here, have you delivered your letter already?"
He opened the window, and let Hedwig fly in. She was holding a letter in her mouth. She sped past Harry, and started flapping her wings and nipping the strangers ear.
"Hey, Hedwig, you're my owl remember!" said Harry, "come here now!"
But Hedwig wouldn't come. She continued to flap about in the mans face until he woke up.
"What, wha-," the man said, "what's going on?"
There was something familiar about that voice Harry thought. The man turned to face the rest of the carriage.
"Professor Lupin!" they exclaimed in unison.
"What are you doing here?" said Harry.
"Well, the top wizards in the potions department found a complete cure for Werewolves! I'm not a werewolf anymore!" said Lupin, a tiny smile playing on his face.
"Are you coming back to teach Defence against the Dark Arts for good?" said Hermione curiously.
"Well, I hope so," said Lupin, "but now if you'll excuse me, I think I have a letter."
Harry blushed. That was his letter that he had sent to Lupin yesterday.
"Well, it just seems that I'm a little late with my bills." said Lupin after scanning the letter quickly.
Harry knew that he was covering up for him, to save any embarrassment.
A little later, a plump little witch came along pushing a food trolley. Harry, Ron and Hermione and the others went out into the corridor and bought themselves armfuls of cauldron cakes, chocolate frogs, every flavour beans and lots more back to the carriage. They sat munching their way through all the sweets. Soon it began to get dark. The train began to slow down and soon it was pulling into Hogsmeade station. As they all traipsed out of their carriage, Lupin whispered something to Harry.
"I have been keeping in touch with Sirius you know."
Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny all clambered into a horseless carriage and it began to trot away. It took them up to the edge of Hogwarts castle, and they all got out and stepped into the Great Hall once again.
A Fifth Year Nothing
Chapter 1 - Lupin
A small skinny boy with jet-black hair and round glasses stared out of his window into the rapidly darkening night. The boy's name was Harry Potter. It was a full moon. He thought back to the time two years ago when his defence against the dark arts teacher, Professor Lupin had become a werewolf in front of his eyes on a night very much like tonight. He wondered what Lupin was doing now. At the end of last term Professor Dumbledore had said something about Lupin helping to fight against Voldemort. He walked to his bed and lay down onto it. A sudden thought came into his head. He would write to Lupin. When Lupin had been teaching at Hogwarts Harry had been quite close to him, and he had been one of his Fathers best friends after all. Why shouldn't he write to him? He moved silently to his desk and pulled out a piece of parchment and his eagle feather quill.
Dear Professor Lupin,
How are you? This is Harry Potter. I was just thinking about you, seeing as it's a full moon tonight, and I decided to write you a letter. Have you heard from Sirius lately? I have been keeping in touch with him, but he won't tell me where he is or what he is doing. I know that he is helping Dumbledore and 'the old crowd' fight against Voldemort. He hasn't written lately. I hope he's okay. Could you please write back to me? I want to hear from you. Did you hear what happened last year at Hogwarts? About Cedric Diggory? It was dreadful meeting Voldemort, and seeing forms of my parents again. I miss you as a teacher. I hope to hear from you soon.
Harry Potter
He unlocked his owl, Hedwig's cage and gave the note to her to deliver to Lupin.
* * * * *
The next day was August the 31st. Harry didn't have any idea about how he was going to get to Hogwarts. He was sure that Uncle Vernon wasn't going to take him. Luckily, he received a letter from his friend Ron just as he was wondering about this. He tore open the letter and out fell what looked like an old tattered burst Quaffle. He threw it aside and picked up the letter.
Dear Harry,
I hope this letter gets to you, it is quite heavy, and I'm not sure if Pig is up to it. Anyway I was wondering how you were going to get to school, I mean those Muggles aren't exactly friendly are they? So I asked Dad and he said, why not send you a Portkey? He turned that old Quaffle into a Portkey and then gave it to me to send to you. What you need to do is touch the Portkey at one o'clock on August the thirty first, and it will take you straight to the Leaky Cauldron. You can do all your shopping in Diagon Alley, and then go to Kings Cross the next day! Simple eh? See you at Kings Cross on September the first!
Love Ron
Great, his problem was solved. He just had to touch the Portkey at one o'clock that day, and he could get to Diagon Alley to buy his school stuff and then get to Kings Cross on September the 1st! He decided not to tell Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia that he was going, maybe it would worry them, but probably not. Harry collected together all his school things, his books, robes (which were now several inches too short), his wand, a small bag of wizard gold and his most prized possession, the invisibility cloak that he had inherited off his Father. At one minute to one o'clock, he held the deflated Quaffle in his right hand, and the handle of his trunk in the other. He counted down the seconds to one o'clock. Three, two, one - Harry felt a jerk behind his navel and suddenly he was flying through the air, and then he landed with a flump on the ground and his trunk landed right next to him. He had landed right outside the Leaky Cauldron. He picked himself up and dusted himself off and went into the dingy pub. He spoke to the bartender, Tom, and told him that he needed a room for one night. He then went into the yard behind the pub and tapped a brick in the wall. He went into Diagon Alley and bought all his school stuff from the various shops. He went back to the Leaky Cauldron and Tom gave him his Supper.
The next day Harry caught a Muggle taxi to Kings Cross station and then took the elevator down to Platform nine. Then he pushed his trolley with his trunk on towards the ticket barrier and casually walked through it. He was now on Platform nine and three quarters. There he was met by screams and shouts from other students, and crys and squeaks from nervous first years. He dragged his heavy trunk into an empty carriage, well, almost empty, there was a skinny man, with his face pressed into a pillow facing the window away from Harry. Harry put his trunk down and went back outside to watch for Ron and Hermione. He tried to spot them over the many heads of students all clamouring to get onto the train. There they were! Harry waved and called them over to him. They came over, and following them came Ron's younger sister Ginny and his two older twin brothers Fred and George. They all dragged their trunks into the compartment, and then sank into the chairs.
"Who's he?" said Ron.
"Don't know, can't see his face," replied Harry, "It's obvious what he's teaching though - Defence against the Dark Arts."
A few minutes later, the train began to move. Fred and George began talking animatedly to each other about the joke shop that they were planning to set up when they left Hogwarts at the end of the year. A good way on into the journey, there was a soft tapping on the window.
"Hedwig!" Harry exclaimed, "what are you doing here, have you delivered your letter already?"
He opened the window, and let Hedwig fly in. She was holding a letter in her mouth. She sped past Harry, and started flapping her wings and nipping the strangers ear.
"Hey, Hedwig, you're my owl remember!" said Harry, "come here now!"
But Hedwig wouldn't come. She continued to flap about in the mans face until he woke up.
"What, wha-," the man said, "what's going on?"
There was something familiar about that voice Harry thought. The man turned to face the rest of the carriage.
"Professor Lupin!" they exclaimed in unison.
"What are you doing here?" said Harry.
"Well, the top wizards in the potions department found a complete cure for Werewolves! I'm not a werewolf anymore!" said Lupin, a tiny smile playing on his face.
"Are you coming back to teach Defence against the Dark Arts for good?" said Hermione curiously.
"Well, I hope so," said Lupin, "but now if you'll excuse me, I think I have a letter."
Harry blushed. That was his letter that he had sent to Lupin yesterday.
"Well, it just seems that I'm a little late with my bills." said Lupin after scanning the letter quickly.
Harry knew that he was covering up for him, to save any embarrassment.
A little later, a plump little witch came along pushing a food trolley. Harry, Ron and Hermione and the others went out into the corridor and bought themselves armfuls of cauldron cakes, chocolate frogs, every flavour beans and lots more back to the carriage. They sat munching their way through all the sweets. Soon it began to get dark. The train began to slow down and soon it was pulling into Hogsmeade station. As they all traipsed out of their carriage, Lupin whispered something to Harry.
"I have been keeping in touch with Sirius you know."
Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny all clambered into a horseless carriage and it began to trot away. It took them up to the edge of Hogwarts castle, and they all got out and stepped into the Great Hall once again.