Disclaimer: I have Harry Potter and Co. locked in the cupboard under my
stairs until J.K.R say's that they belong to me…actually, I don't, so I
don't own anything at all except for the plot and maybe one or two original
characters that might show up. ^_^
Author's Note: This is my first fanfic…so….please review and give constructive comments, not nonsense comments…ok? Muchos gracias!
The Hands of Time
*****
Emerald eyes looked up and down the empty street. Nothing. The boy sighed and got up to finish the impossible amount of chores his aunt had set for him. 'Wonder what Malfoy would say about this. Famous Harry Potter reduced to a slave'' the raven-haired boy laughed to himself. Which was partially right. He was practically a slave to the Dursley's. They were the aunts and uncles of Harry Potter, the boy who lived, famous in the wizarding world, but no more than a slug in the home of his so-called relatives. 'Bah. What kind of relatives are they?' Harry thought. Finally finishing with the garden, he went back in, ignoring the indignant cries from his aunt about the mud he was tracking on the kitchen floor. He wolfed down the scanty dinner his aunt had set out for him and trudged back up the stairs. As he entered, a small feathery object smashed into the door, proving him right. He sighed and grabbed Pig, Ron's owl, out of the air and ripped off the letter.
~Hey Harry!
How are the Dursley's treating ya mate? Dumbledore visited us yesterday and said that you could spend the last three weeks of summer with us! Isn't that great? Hermione's going to be here too! So have your trunk packed by this Saturday and we'll pick you up at 3:00. Have the fireplace unblocked and tell the muggles too. I'll be seeing you!
Ron~
Harry looked up at Pig and said, "Calm down! I'll have a reply in a minute!" He pulled out a quill and hastily scribbled a note to Ron telling him that Saturday would be fine. He tied the letter on to Pig and the owl immediately zoomed off towards the Burrow. He lay down on his bed and immediately dropped off into slumber.
*****
Harry was jerked awake by three owls hooting at him from his bedside. He groggily sat up and put on his glasses. Hedwig had obviously been out during the night, Pig was back from Ron's house and the other owl was a magnificent looking barn owl, obviously from Hogwarts. He untied the packages from each owl and put them on his bed. The barn owl hooted and swept out of the window as did Pig. Hedwig flew back to her perch and watched Harry as he started opening his packages. Ron's contained another letter telling him that only Mr. Weasley would be picking him up and a present. Harry ripped the wrapping paper back and found a package of candy that said "Property of Fred and George Weasley" on it. Harry laughed and put them aside, planning to use them on Dudley later that day. He turned to the package that Hedwig had brought and found a letter in Hermione's neat handwriting.
~Hi Harry!
I'm in Thailand at the moment. It is so hot here! There are so many different sights to see, such as the Emerald Buddha and the Teak Palace. The Teak Palace was made by wizards, you know? Not a single nail in the whole place! It's fantastic! Of course, the muggles think that it was human genius that did it. Hedwig managed to fly all the way over here from England and back, it must have been such a long flight! I gave her some food and water so she could make it back to you. I got you something from the wizard stalls there that I hope you will like!
Hermione~
Harry glanced at the present she had sent and noted that it was not a book. He opened it and out fell a picture frame. He picked it up and turned it around and there smiling up at him were his parents. They were waving and suddenly they started talking to him.
"Hello Harry. Do you know me?" his picture father asked. Harry stared at him in shock and made a mental note to thank Hermione the rest of the school year. He grinned at his parents.
"Hello Dad. Hello Mum," Harry said to each of his picture parents. They smiled back at him and he put the picture down on his desk, in order to talk to them later. They watched as he opened Hagrid's normal package of rock cakes. He finally got around to opening the Hogwarts letter, which he noticed was even bulkier than normal. He opened the envelope and pulled out the letter.
~Dear Mr. Potter,
Enclosed you will find the list of materials you will be required to have this year. I also have the pleasure of telling you that you have been made prefect of Gryffindor house. This year, Gryffindor has three prefects instead of the normal two, as we could not decide between two people. The other two prefects are Ms. Hermione Granger and Mr. Ron Weasley. Please wear your Prefect badge at all times during the school year .
Sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall~
Harry read the letter twice to make sure he had read the letter correctly. He looked inside the envelope, and sure enough, a gleaming Prefect badge fell out. He grabbed it and showed it to his parents in the frame and exclaimed, "I'm a Prefect! How did they ever decide on me?" His parents laughed at the last statement.
"I'm sure they had a good reason dear," his mother said, laughing. His father nodded in agreement. Harry put the badge down and looked at his calendar and gasped in surprise. "Oh! Ron's dad is picking me up today! I haven't even packed yet!" He quickly threw the little things he had lying around the room into his trunk and securely locked it. He checked every single nook and cranny in the room to make sure he didn't forget anything. Then he went downstairs where he met his Uncle Vernon. "Uncle Vernon, don't block the fireplace please. Mr. Weasley is going to pick me up today." His uncle looked at him in anger, his face growing red.
"YOU EXPECT ME TO UNBLOCK THE FIREPLACE JUST SO YOU-YOU FREAKS CAN USE IT?!?" Harry sighed at this and shook his head. He went into the living room and unblocked the fireplace and waited. He looked back towards the kitchen and then back to the fireplace where he got a shock. Mr. Weasley was standing in front of him grinning.
"Got your trunk packed? Good, I'll summon it then." Mr. Weasley pointed his wand upstairs and summoned Harry's trunk and then turned towards the fireplace. He started a fire then threw some Floo powder on it. "Well, in you go Harry!" Harry took his trunk from Mr. Weasley and stepped into the fireplace. "The Burrow!" he cried and immediately felt himself spinning and spinning until he came to a stop and stepped out into the Weasley household. But instead of Ron and Hermione, a sight met him that made him gasp and then collapse.
*****
Heh heh…….I don't usually do cliffhangers, but this time I wanted to have fun! So….please review!! It's my first fic on FanFiction.net, but I still need encouragement!! Muchos Gracias to those who review and give me constructive comments and Bad karma on those who flame. Hee hee
Author's Note: This is my first fanfic…so….please review and give constructive comments, not nonsense comments…ok? Muchos gracias!
The Hands of Time
*****
Emerald eyes looked up and down the empty street. Nothing. The boy sighed and got up to finish the impossible amount of chores his aunt had set for him. 'Wonder what Malfoy would say about this. Famous Harry Potter reduced to a slave'' the raven-haired boy laughed to himself. Which was partially right. He was practically a slave to the Dursley's. They were the aunts and uncles of Harry Potter, the boy who lived, famous in the wizarding world, but no more than a slug in the home of his so-called relatives. 'Bah. What kind of relatives are they?' Harry thought. Finally finishing with the garden, he went back in, ignoring the indignant cries from his aunt about the mud he was tracking on the kitchen floor. He wolfed down the scanty dinner his aunt had set out for him and trudged back up the stairs. As he entered, a small feathery object smashed into the door, proving him right. He sighed and grabbed Pig, Ron's owl, out of the air and ripped off the letter.
~Hey Harry!
How are the Dursley's treating ya mate? Dumbledore visited us yesterday and said that you could spend the last three weeks of summer with us! Isn't that great? Hermione's going to be here too! So have your trunk packed by this Saturday and we'll pick you up at 3:00. Have the fireplace unblocked and tell the muggles too. I'll be seeing you!
Ron~
Harry looked up at Pig and said, "Calm down! I'll have a reply in a minute!" He pulled out a quill and hastily scribbled a note to Ron telling him that Saturday would be fine. He tied the letter on to Pig and the owl immediately zoomed off towards the Burrow. He lay down on his bed and immediately dropped off into slumber.
*****
Harry was jerked awake by three owls hooting at him from his bedside. He groggily sat up and put on his glasses. Hedwig had obviously been out during the night, Pig was back from Ron's house and the other owl was a magnificent looking barn owl, obviously from Hogwarts. He untied the packages from each owl and put them on his bed. The barn owl hooted and swept out of the window as did Pig. Hedwig flew back to her perch and watched Harry as he started opening his packages. Ron's contained another letter telling him that only Mr. Weasley would be picking him up and a present. Harry ripped the wrapping paper back and found a package of candy that said "Property of Fred and George Weasley" on it. Harry laughed and put them aside, planning to use them on Dudley later that day. He turned to the package that Hedwig had brought and found a letter in Hermione's neat handwriting.
~Hi Harry!
I'm in Thailand at the moment. It is so hot here! There are so many different sights to see, such as the Emerald Buddha and the Teak Palace. The Teak Palace was made by wizards, you know? Not a single nail in the whole place! It's fantastic! Of course, the muggles think that it was human genius that did it. Hedwig managed to fly all the way over here from England and back, it must have been such a long flight! I gave her some food and water so she could make it back to you. I got you something from the wizard stalls there that I hope you will like!
Hermione~
Harry glanced at the present she had sent and noted that it was not a book. He opened it and out fell a picture frame. He picked it up and turned it around and there smiling up at him were his parents. They were waving and suddenly they started talking to him.
"Hello Harry. Do you know me?" his picture father asked. Harry stared at him in shock and made a mental note to thank Hermione the rest of the school year. He grinned at his parents.
"Hello Dad. Hello Mum," Harry said to each of his picture parents. They smiled back at him and he put the picture down on his desk, in order to talk to them later. They watched as he opened Hagrid's normal package of rock cakes. He finally got around to opening the Hogwarts letter, which he noticed was even bulkier than normal. He opened the envelope and pulled out the letter.
~Dear Mr. Potter,
Enclosed you will find the list of materials you will be required to have this year. I also have the pleasure of telling you that you have been made prefect of Gryffindor house. This year, Gryffindor has three prefects instead of the normal two, as we could not decide between two people. The other two prefects are Ms. Hermione Granger and Mr. Ron Weasley. Please wear your Prefect badge at all times during the school year .
Sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall~
Harry read the letter twice to make sure he had read the letter correctly. He looked inside the envelope, and sure enough, a gleaming Prefect badge fell out. He grabbed it and showed it to his parents in the frame and exclaimed, "I'm a Prefect! How did they ever decide on me?" His parents laughed at the last statement.
"I'm sure they had a good reason dear," his mother said, laughing. His father nodded in agreement. Harry put the badge down and looked at his calendar and gasped in surprise. "Oh! Ron's dad is picking me up today! I haven't even packed yet!" He quickly threw the little things he had lying around the room into his trunk and securely locked it. He checked every single nook and cranny in the room to make sure he didn't forget anything. Then he went downstairs where he met his Uncle Vernon. "Uncle Vernon, don't block the fireplace please. Mr. Weasley is going to pick me up today." His uncle looked at him in anger, his face growing red.
"YOU EXPECT ME TO UNBLOCK THE FIREPLACE JUST SO YOU-YOU FREAKS CAN USE IT?!?" Harry sighed at this and shook his head. He went into the living room and unblocked the fireplace and waited. He looked back towards the kitchen and then back to the fireplace where he got a shock. Mr. Weasley was standing in front of him grinning.
"Got your trunk packed? Good, I'll summon it then." Mr. Weasley pointed his wand upstairs and summoned Harry's trunk and then turned towards the fireplace. He started a fire then threw some Floo powder on it. "Well, in you go Harry!" Harry took his trunk from Mr. Weasley and stepped into the fireplace. "The Burrow!" he cried and immediately felt himself spinning and spinning until he came to a stop and stepped out into the Weasley household. But instead of Ron and Hermione, a sight met him that made him gasp and then collapse.
*****
Heh heh…….I don't usually do cliffhangers, but this time I wanted to have fun! So….please review!! It's my first fic on FanFiction.net, but I still need encouragement!! Muchos Gracias to those who review and give me constructive comments and Bad karma on those who flame. Hee hee