Harry Potter and the Secret of Hogwarts
Chapter 1
"The Letter"
Harry Potter was a higly unusual boy. For one thing, he lived with his uncle, aunt, and cousin who all hated him very much. He was also a wizard, which was one of they many reasons they hated him so much.
Harry was forced to spend his summer vacation at his uncle's house against who of their wills.
'I would rather be at Ron's,' thought Harry many times. 'And I'm sure Uncle Vernon would be more than happy to see me out of his house.'
As you can see, Harry really loathed being at his uncle's house.
"That's it!" Harry said to himself one night. "I'm going to send Ron an owl and ask him to pick me up."
Harry slipped out of bed and walked towards his desk. He wasn't all too concerned about making a lot of noise because of the heavy rain outside, whick was sure to drown out most of the noise.
He retrieved a piece of crisp parchment, a weathered, old quill, and a small container of ink from the inside of his desk. He placed it all neatly on his desk and began to ponder about what he was going to write. When an idea finnaly popped into his head, he began writing furiously. He eventually finished the letter, which read:
Dear Ron,
It's Harry. Can you do me a BIG favor? Can you get me out of here? It's horrible. They're treating me like a prisioner in Azkaban. The only thing we need now is a couple of Dementors and this place WOULD be Azkaban. Please post back soon.
Harry
Harry felt partially releived, yet somewhat worried. 'What if they don't get the letter? What if I can't go over?' Harry eventually dismissed these thoughts and placed the letter in the envelope. As Harry scurried towards Hedwig, she began to bang her beak roughly against the metal cage.
"SSHH! Hedwig!" Harry hissed at her. He knew the rain would drown out some of the noise, but not all of it.
She immediately stopped her behavior, yet while Harry tied the letter to her leg, she pointed her beak towards the window, trying to signal Harry to turn around.
"What is it, girl?" he asked her. He noticed Hedwig's pointing and finally looked in the directon of which she was pointing. Outside his window was a creature he had never seen before. He approched his window cautiously, careful not to alarm the bird-like creature. He nearly had his nose on the window before he could get a clear image of the bird because of the heavy rain outside. The bird was extremely emancipated, almost sickly, and had a greenish tint to its midnight black feathers. It wasn't very big, because of its sickly state and it looked extremely depressed. Its round, pear colored eyes gazed wearily into Harry's sharp, green eyes and it pecked softly at the window. Harry instinctivly opened his window for the sickly bird and gently placed it on his bed, careful not to hurt the bird in its fragile condition. He observed the bird carefully and finally came to the conclusion that he had never seen a bird like that. He then went to search in his "Fantasic Beasts and Where to Find Them" book.
He glanced over all the pictures before finding a bird that looked just like the one on his bed.
"Augurey," he read to hinself, now sitting next to the bird, stroking it absentmindedly. "Also known as the Irish Phoenix." He glanced over the excert and discovered that this particular bird was supposed to look sickly and that it only travels in heavy rain.
"That explains a lot," Harry said to the Augurey. He continued to read, only to discover that an Augurey gave a heart-renduring cry before it rains.
"That's not good,' he said to himself. 'What if the Augurey cries and Uncle Vernon hears it?' Harry finally decided that the odds of it raining tomorrow were very slim and placed the bird next to Hewig's cage, only to be nipped on the finger roughly by her.
"Stop being jealous," Harry said to the snow-colored owl. "It's only going to stay here over night." It was then that Harry noticed a letter tied to the Augurey's leg.
He untied the letter from the bird and slowly opened the envelope, only to find one piece of parchment inside. He unfolded the letter and read it to himself.
Dear Mr. H. J. Potter,
I am sincerely sorry for not telling you who I am or why I am sending you this letter, but you need to trust me. First, you will need to show this letter to the broomstick shop shopkeeper. (Note to the shopkeeper- in Vault 714 there is enough money for seven new broomsticks for the Gryffindor Quidditch team.) Secondly, you will need to show this letter to the Florish and Blotts shopkeeper. (Note to Florish and Blotts- Give him the package marked H.P.) You need to rust me on both of these things. Farewell!
Sincerely,
It was not signed at the end.
Harry was puzzled by this letter. 'Who would buy the Gryffindor Quidditch team new brooms and why? Also, what was the package at Florish and Blotts?' Harry became extremely confused. 'Why would they send the letter on an Augurey instead of an owl?'
None of this was making any sense to him. He then decided to worry about it in the morning, so he placed the letter under the loose floorboard along with the "Fantastis Beasts" book. He slid into bed before realizing that he forgot to send his letter to Ron, so he crawled out from under his covers and took Hedwig out of her cage. He opened the window and watched her disappear into the rain. He went right into bed and fell into a dreamless sleep.
A/n- Ok, so nothing really happened, but let me assure you, it will get better. Also, the next Chapter might not be up right away bacause it is not only 2x's as long as this one, but my computer keeps freezing after every page so please I will try my best to update soon. Also, this is my first story so PLEASE tell me what you think. Good, bad, I really don't care, just tell me what you think.It will really help me and be much appreciated. Also, my computer sucks doesn't do spell check so if i spelt anything totally wrong, please let me know. Thanks a lot. ~Bye
Chapter 1
"The Letter"
Harry Potter was a higly unusual boy. For one thing, he lived with his uncle, aunt, and cousin who all hated him very much. He was also a wizard, which was one of they many reasons they hated him so much.
Harry was forced to spend his summer vacation at his uncle's house against who of their wills.
'I would rather be at Ron's,' thought Harry many times. 'And I'm sure Uncle Vernon would be more than happy to see me out of his house.'
As you can see, Harry really loathed being at his uncle's house.
"That's it!" Harry said to himself one night. "I'm going to send Ron an owl and ask him to pick me up."
Harry slipped out of bed and walked towards his desk. He wasn't all too concerned about making a lot of noise because of the heavy rain outside, whick was sure to drown out most of the noise.
He retrieved a piece of crisp parchment, a weathered, old quill, and a small container of ink from the inside of his desk. He placed it all neatly on his desk and began to ponder about what he was going to write. When an idea finnaly popped into his head, he began writing furiously. He eventually finished the letter, which read:
Dear Ron,
It's Harry. Can you do me a BIG favor? Can you get me out of here? It's horrible. They're treating me like a prisioner in Azkaban. The only thing we need now is a couple of Dementors and this place WOULD be Azkaban. Please post back soon.
Harry
Harry felt partially releived, yet somewhat worried. 'What if they don't get the letter? What if I can't go over?' Harry eventually dismissed these thoughts and placed the letter in the envelope. As Harry scurried towards Hedwig, she began to bang her beak roughly against the metal cage.
"SSHH! Hedwig!" Harry hissed at her. He knew the rain would drown out some of the noise, but not all of it.
She immediately stopped her behavior, yet while Harry tied the letter to her leg, she pointed her beak towards the window, trying to signal Harry to turn around.
"What is it, girl?" he asked her. He noticed Hedwig's pointing and finally looked in the directon of which she was pointing. Outside his window was a creature he had never seen before. He approched his window cautiously, careful not to alarm the bird-like creature. He nearly had his nose on the window before he could get a clear image of the bird because of the heavy rain outside. The bird was extremely emancipated, almost sickly, and had a greenish tint to its midnight black feathers. It wasn't very big, because of its sickly state and it looked extremely depressed. Its round, pear colored eyes gazed wearily into Harry's sharp, green eyes and it pecked softly at the window. Harry instinctivly opened his window for the sickly bird and gently placed it on his bed, careful not to hurt the bird in its fragile condition. He observed the bird carefully and finally came to the conclusion that he had never seen a bird like that. He then went to search in his "Fantasic Beasts and Where to Find Them" book.
He glanced over all the pictures before finding a bird that looked just like the one on his bed.
"Augurey," he read to hinself, now sitting next to the bird, stroking it absentmindedly. "Also known as the Irish Phoenix." He glanced over the excert and discovered that this particular bird was supposed to look sickly and that it only travels in heavy rain.
"That explains a lot," Harry said to the Augurey. He continued to read, only to discover that an Augurey gave a heart-renduring cry before it rains.
"That's not good,' he said to himself. 'What if the Augurey cries and Uncle Vernon hears it?' Harry finally decided that the odds of it raining tomorrow were very slim and placed the bird next to Hewig's cage, only to be nipped on the finger roughly by her.
"Stop being jealous," Harry said to the snow-colored owl. "It's only going to stay here over night." It was then that Harry noticed a letter tied to the Augurey's leg.
He untied the letter from the bird and slowly opened the envelope, only to find one piece of parchment inside. He unfolded the letter and read it to himself.
Dear Mr. H. J. Potter,
I am sincerely sorry for not telling you who I am or why I am sending you this letter, but you need to trust me. First, you will need to show this letter to the broomstick shop shopkeeper. (Note to the shopkeeper- in Vault 714 there is enough money for seven new broomsticks for the Gryffindor Quidditch team.) Secondly, you will need to show this letter to the Florish and Blotts shopkeeper. (Note to Florish and Blotts- Give him the package marked H.P.) You need to rust me on both of these things. Farewell!
Sincerely,
It was not signed at the end.
Harry was puzzled by this letter. 'Who would buy the Gryffindor Quidditch team new brooms and why? Also, what was the package at Florish and Blotts?' Harry became extremely confused. 'Why would they send the letter on an Augurey instead of an owl?'
None of this was making any sense to him. He then decided to worry about it in the morning, so he placed the letter under the loose floorboard along with the "Fantastis Beasts" book. He slid into bed before realizing that he forgot to send his letter to Ron, so he crawled out from under his covers and took Hedwig out of her cage. He opened the window and watched her disappear into the rain. He went right into bed and fell into a dreamless sleep.
A/n- Ok, so nothing really happened, but let me assure you, it will get better. Also, the next Chapter might not be up right away bacause it is not only 2x's as long as this one, but my computer keeps freezing after every page so please I will try my best to update soon. Also, this is my first story so PLEASE tell me what you think. Good, bad, I really don't care, just tell me what you think.It will really help me and be much appreciated. Also, my computer sucks doesn't do spell check so if i spelt anything totally wrong, please let me know. Thanks a lot. ~Bye