It was the night of the talent quest and Harry was sweating badly

It was the night of the talent quest and Harry was sweating badly.

"I can do this, I can." He mumbled to himself.

"And now for Harry Potter!"

Harry got up onto the stage and looked down at the audience. What had he got himself in for? He remembered when he had first seen the sign.

Harry rushed to the library. BANG! Harry had walked into a wall.

"Ow! That hurt!" Harry cried. He looked up and saw the sign.

                             Do you have a special talent no one knows

                             about? Well, show them your talent at the

                             talent quest! You could also end up winning

                             1000 galleons!

                             When: 3rd September

                             Where: The Great Hall

                             Who: You!

                             What: Perform your talent

                             Why: To win 1000 galleons!

Harry finished reading the sign. It didn't mean much to him, anyway, he had no special talent. He continued his walk to the library.

Knock, knock

"Come in!" Professor Snape yelled. He was annoyed. How dare someone interrupt his class?

The door creaked open, it was Professor Mcgonagall.

"Good afternoon, Severus." She said.

"Good afternoon, Minerva." Snape replied. "What would you like?"

"Albus would like to see Harry."

"But, Minerva…" Snape whined.

"Immediately." Mcgonagall added.

"Alright."

Mcgonagall looked at Harry.

"Come on." She motioned towards the door.

Harry grabbed his things and left the classroom with professor Mcgonagall. Together they walked in silence to Dumbledore's office.

When they reached the principal's office, Dumbledore was waiting outside for them.

"Minerva, Harry. Would you please come in?"

Mcgonagall and Harry followed Dumbledore into his office, where they sat down. Dumbledore sat down at his desk.

"Harry, you are probably wondering why you are here?" Dumbledore asked.

"Yes sir." Harry replied.

"I'm afraid I've summoned you because of bad news. It involves Voldemort."

"Oh, no!" Harry said. "What's happened?"

"Well, Voldemort is at large again. He has already killed many people; magical and muggle." Dumbledore answered.

"That's awful!" Cried Harry. "Is there anything I can do?"

"Well, usually I wouldn't let a hogwarts student fight against the dark arts, but…" Dumbledore hesitated. "But you are in your 7th year and you fought against Voldemort before… Ok, you can help."

"Thanks Professor! You won't regret it."

"I hope I won't."

Soon, Harry, Hermione and Ron were helping to fight against Voldemort. Whenever Dumbledore received any information on Voldermort and his death eaters, Harry, Hermione and Ron were informed immediately.

"Would Harry Potter, Hermione Granger and Ronald Weasley please come to my office." Dumbledore's voice echoed through the corridors.

"Come on, let's go." Ron called to his friends.

"Coming!" Harry and Hermione cried in unison.

The three reached Dumbledore's office in time to hear the bell ring for class.

"Shit!" Ron cried. "Oh, sorry, Professor."

Dumbledore smiled. "I was temporarily deaf. And I'm sure your teachers won't be mind about your being late. I have explained to all the teachers why."

"But we have Professor Snape." Harry mumbled.

"So, Professor," Hermione said, to change the subject. "Why did you summon us?"

"Because I want you to help me let Voldemort into Hogwarts!" Dumbledore cried, and then let out a deep and vicious laugh.

Wondering what'll happen? I've already written the next chapter, so you'll have to wait until I put it up. But please review and tell me what you think of the story so far.