Harry Potter
and
the order of the phoenix
CHAPTER 1
Prefect
Harry Potter's thoughts were rudely interrupted when his aunt's high-pitched screams drilled through his eardrums. Sighing loudly, he walked down the stairs expecting to hear a new lecture about something that despite not being done by him would still have been done by him in the opinion of his aunt and uncle.
Harry was a wizard in the secret magical community of wizards and witches. His relatives, on the other hand, were Muggles (non-magical people) who despised and hated magic in its every form. Consequently, Harry was a tiny bit unwelcome at their home.
However, Harry was very distinguished, even for a wizard. On his forehead, curiously shaped like a bolt of lightning, was a scar. Harry had been presented with this scar when the most feared dark wizard for a long time, Lord Voldemort, who after killing his parents, Lily and James Potter, had turned his wand on him. The curse rebounded on Voldemort, after giving Harry the scar, while Voldemort had fled, barely alive.
After 14 years of exile from his body, which had been destroyed by the curse, Voldemort had returned. After capturing Harry with the help of Wormtail, his servant, Voldemort had used his blood in a dark arts ritual to return himself to a body.
The Dursleys, Harry's only relatives, had oppressed him as much as possible for the first eleven years of his life, hoping to force him to become normal. But Harry had been rescued by Hagrid, a beetle eyed half-giant, who worked as gamekeeper and Professor of CARE OF MAGICAL CREATURES at HOGWARTS SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY. Harry attended this school along with other young witches and wizards. Harry was in his fifth year along with his best friends Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger.
Harry reached the kitchen to find a handsome male brown owl fluttering over Dudley, Harry's cousin. Suddenly, the earth shook beneath his feet as Dudley, obviously trying to get up from his chair and run, toppled over and smashed into the floor. Desperately trying to hide his mirth as bony Aunt Petunia tried to raise Dudley and crashed into the floor, Harry turned to the owl and removed the note attached to its leg (owls were post carriers in the wizarding world).
"HOW DARE YOU!" shrieked Aunt Petunia, "AFTER ALL THAT WE HAVE DONE FOR YOU, YOU-YOU DARE TO TRY AND ATTACK MY DUDDEYDUMS WITH SUCH- SUCH BEASTS!!"
"But Aunt Petunia, it wasn't trying to harm him, only delivering a letter" explained Harry.
But this had been useless, Aunt Petunia was still screaming about how the owl had tried to slash Dudley into pieces with its claws and how ungrateful Harry was and how he should be bashed into pulp by his Uncle, completely oblivious to the fact that Harry was trying to say something.
Carrying the owl, Harry tore up the stairs to his bedroom, Aunt Petunia's screams still chasing him. He carried the owl to his own owl Hedwig's cage where she stepped aside with dignity to allow the owl a sip of water. After drinking the water the owl took off through his open window. Turning to open the letter, Harry noticed his school crest on it, a lion, snake, badger and raven wound around a large medieval H.
Dear Mr. Potter
We are pleased to inform you that you have been appointed as a prefect at Hogwarts. You are now responsible for maintaining law and order at all times. You shall be briefed about your duties and powers at Hogwarts after the Sorting ceremony on September the first. A list of required supplies and books has been enclosed inside.
The Hogwarts express shall leave on September the first from Kings Cross Station from platform 9 ¾ at 11:00 A.M
Yours Sincerely
Prof M. McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress
Feeling extremely light inside, Harry lay down the letter on his bed and plopped down beside it. Before he knew it, his eyes had closed and his breathing became soft and he had fallen asleep
and
the order of the phoenix
CHAPTER 1
Prefect
Harry Potter's thoughts were rudely interrupted when his aunt's high-pitched screams drilled through his eardrums. Sighing loudly, he walked down the stairs expecting to hear a new lecture about something that despite not being done by him would still have been done by him in the opinion of his aunt and uncle.
Harry was a wizard in the secret magical community of wizards and witches. His relatives, on the other hand, were Muggles (non-magical people) who despised and hated magic in its every form. Consequently, Harry was a tiny bit unwelcome at their home.
However, Harry was very distinguished, even for a wizard. On his forehead, curiously shaped like a bolt of lightning, was a scar. Harry had been presented with this scar when the most feared dark wizard for a long time, Lord Voldemort, who after killing his parents, Lily and James Potter, had turned his wand on him. The curse rebounded on Voldemort, after giving Harry the scar, while Voldemort had fled, barely alive.
After 14 years of exile from his body, which had been destroyed by the curse, Voldemort had returned. After capturing Harry with the help of Wormtail, his servant, Voldemort had used his blood in a dark arts ritual to return himself to a body.
The Dursleys, Harry's only relatives, had oppressed him as much as possible for the first eleven years of his life, hoping to force him to become normal. But Harry had been rescued by Hagrid, a beetle eyed half-giant, who worked as gamekeeper and Professor of CARE OF MAGICAL CREATURES at HOGWARTS SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY. Harry attended this school along with other young witches and wizards. Harry was in his fifth year along with his best friends Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger.
Harry reached the kitchen to find a handsome male brown owl fluttering over Dudley, Harry's cousin. Suddenly, the earth shook beneath his feet as Dudley, obviously trying to get up from his chair and run, toppled over and smashed into the floor. Desperately trying to hide his mirth as bony Aunt Petunia tried to raise Dudley and crashed into the floor, Harry turned to the owl and removed the note attached to its leg (owls were post carriers in the wizarding world).
"HOW DARE YOU!" shrieked Aunt Petunia, "AFTER ALL THAT WE HAVE DONE FOR YOU, YOU-YOU DARE TO TRY AND ATTACK MY DUDDEYDUMS WITH SUCH- SUCH BEASTS!!"
"But Aunt Petunia, it wasn't trying to harm him, only delivering a letter" explained Harry.
But this had been useless, Aunt Petunia was still screaming about how the owl had tried to slash Dudley into pieces with its claws and how ungrateful Harry was and how he should be bashed into pulp by his Uncle, completely oblivious to the fact that Harry was trying to say something.
Carrying the owl, Harry tore up the stairs to his bedroom, Aunt Petunia's screams still chasing him. He carried the owl to his own owl Hedwig's cage where she stepped aside with dignity to allow the owl a sip of water. After drinking the water the owl took off through his open window. Turning to open the letter, Harry noticed his school crest on it, a lion, snake, badger and raven wound around a large medieval H.
Dear Mr. Potter
We are pleased to inform you that you have been appointed as a prefect at Hogwarts. You are now responsible for maintaining law and order at all times. You shall be briefed about your duties and powers at Hogwarts after the Sorting ceremony on September the first. A list of required supplies and books has been enclosed inside.
The Hogwarts express shall leave on September the first from Kings Cross Station from platform 9 ¾ at 11:00 A.M
Yours Sincerely
Prof M. McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress
Feeling extremely light inside, Harry lay down the letter on his bed and plopped down beside it. Before he knew it, his eyes had closed and his breathing became soft and he had fallen asleep