Hey, it's me! ((You do know who 'me' is right?)) Well this is my first Harry Potter fanfic. I started it on the 21st of July. (Familiar date?) It takes place thirty years after 'Deathly Hallows' so, if you haven't read the seventh Harry Potter book, like I have, SHUT DOWN THIS WINDOW NOW!!! Everybody good? So, the next bit is spoilers for the seventh book. I'm warning you now.
Really. If you haven't read it, shut down this window now.
I'm being serious.
Oh well, you probably wouldn't have listened anyway. So, Harry Potter died seven years ago, since being an Auror isn't that safe of a job, leaving behind his wife, Ginny and three children, Albus, James and Lily. Hermione has taken a position as a teacher at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry as Ron and George continue with Weasley Wizard Weezes, Ron at the Hogsmead branch. The Dark Wizard Harry wounded before he died is returning, gathering followers so our friends could be in major trouble this time. If Harry couldn't defeat them, who can?
Disclaimer: It's J.K. Rowlings world, I'm just causing trouble in it.
Chapter 1: Missing- My Trunk
"Mum, I lost my trunk!" Fifteen year old Tobi MacKinnon shouted from her bedroom. A double bed in the corner, a dresser, two small windows. You really couldn't tell it belonged to a wizard family, although it was a little empty for a teenage girl.
"How'd you do that?" her mother shouted back up at her. Tobi rolled her brown eyes and sighed.
"If I knew, it wouldn't be lost would it?" She shifted through the mess in her closet, trying to find it.
"Alright, honey...Whatever you say. Accio trunk!" Something large and rectangle blasted out of the mess in her closet, smacking into her forehead, sending her tumbling backwards. "Found it, dear!" Tobi's mother called from downstairs.
"Owe..." She sat on the floor, surrounded by the objects that had been sent backwards with her. Her Firebolt had a few twigs bent, but nothing drastic that she couldn't fix at school and her school robes a bit dusty.
"Spring cleaning?" Said a voice in the door. Max, her elder brother smirked. He also had dark brown hair and eyes, though had a taller, stronger build than his sister. "Looks worse than it did before.
"You prat, it's summer. And no. I lost my trunk. Or rather, just found it." Tobi informed her brother. Standing up, she dusted off her jeans and glared at him. "Did Haley write back?"
"Not yet." Max shrugged, though Tobi could tell he was disappointed his girlfriend hadn't written.
"Too bad. I've gotta go fetch my trunk." She walked past him, down the stairs to the sitting room. "Mum, what'd you do with my trunk?" Her mother, Mrs. MacKinnon poked her head out of the pantry. Her hair was dark curls, like Tobi's.
"On the sofa, dear. Please finishing gathering the rest fo your school things. We only have two days to get to Diagon Ally and on the train." She waved her wand as several sweaters flashed in the air, folding themselves.
"Alright..." Tobi sighed, dragging her heavy trunk up the stairs, hitting each step with a clunk. Her friends, Karly Abbot and Stephan Brown said they'd be at Diagon Ally tomorrow... hopefully. Knowing them, tomorrow might mean next Tuesday.
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Professer Hermione Granger skimmed over the letter in her hand. She sighed tiredly, placing her head in her hands. There was a knock at her office door and it creaked open, just a crack.
"Hermione?" Neville Longbottom poked his head in.
"Hello, Neville." She said, her voice muffled.
"Ron's coming. He's sent an owl and will be here soon." Neville let himself in, sitting down in one of the chairs scattered around her office. "You all right?"
"Just tired. I think I've over-worked myself this time." Hermione looked up and gave him a small smile.
"We have a few days until the term, stay rested until then, alright?" Neville stood up and dusted off his robes. "I've got to go check on those Mandrakes, but I'll see you tomorrow." He waved on his way out, leaving Hermione alone again.
She rubbed her face with her hands, sighing. Standing she looked over at her bookshelves, which covered all the walls, aside from the windows. Hermione brushed her fingers along the volumes spines, feeling very vulnerable and alone.
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Tobi craned her neck trying to get a good look over shoppers heads and hats. A few Hogwarts students where scattered amongst the crowd. A woman with dark red hair looked at the Apothecary, while others where at Madam Malkin's(who died several years previously) Robes For All Occasions, and several looked, with their noses pressed against the window at Weasley Wizard Wheezes. Everything was brightly colored, more like a circus than a market.
"Tobi?" A voice shouted from Flourish and Blotts. "Over here!" A girl with blonde hair waved. She stood next to a tall pale boy with long brunette hair, who looked like he'd rather be in a quiet library reading a good book. Tobi grinned and dashed over, narrowly avoiding an older woman, carrying a basket filled with what looked like, dragon dung.
"Good to see you, Karly. What've you gotten so far on the list?" Tobi dug into her jean's pocket, searching for her letter.
"We where just about to go here." Stephan motioned to the book store behind them. "Other than that, we just got here." He shrugged.
"Found it!" Tobi pulled out a crumpled piece of parchment. "Standard Book of Spells, Grade Five and Advanced Transfiguration. Oh, and Translation of Runes."
"Well, you found the list. Let's get the books." Karly opened the door, a small be chiming somewhere in the back of the shop. Books towered over them in high stacks. A small, old man scurried over, bent with age.
"Hello, young sirs, and madams." he said in a wheezy voice. "School books?"
"Yeah. Three copies of Standard Book of Spells, Grade Five.' Stephan quickly added up all the books they needed. "Three Advanced Transfiguration, one Translation of Runes, one Dream Oracle, and a Quidditch Through The Ages." Tobi and Karly stared at him as the old man hurried away."What? They just updated it so it includes Harry Potter's short term career."
"Okay...whatever you say." Tobi raised an eyebrow. "You trying out again this year?"
"Yup. I'm going to try being a Beater." Karly rolled her eyes.
"And die by knocking yourself out with your own bat? I'm not letting you go. Thanks," The man came over holding a pile of books.
"It's twelve Galleons and eight Sickles." He squeaked.
"Cough it up guys." Tobi held out her hand as her friends searched their pockets. "Here you go." She poured the gold into the mans hands. "Thanks."
Outside the store, Mrs. MacKinnon had caught up with them.
"Dears, I've got your potion supplies." She held up three bags. "We have a few more hours, then we've got to go start dinner." She told Tobi.
"Yes, Mum. We'll be at the Leaky Cauldron by four. C'mon guys." Tobi waved them down the road, towards Madam Malkins.
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Author's Note: Whoo, it's lame. Yay! (does happy dance) No, I'm not crazy. I prefer to think of it as a creative thinker if you don't mind. Read and review if you don't mind.
