Harry Potter And The Blind Attack
Chapter 1: Meet The Grangers
It was a bright Sunday morning, the people of suburbia London were just waking up, and preparing their morning coffee and tea. High above however the people in the flying Lincoln Towncar weren't preparing coffee, nor tea. They were all discussing the pre-season Quidditch play. Most normal people would laugh or choke on their coffee or raise an eyebrow at the mention of quidditch. However, to Harry Potter, Ron, Fred, and George Weasley, quidditch was quite an exceptional topic. It was July 27th, and the flying car was headed to a friend of theirs, Hermione Granger's. She lived in a small town called on the outskirts of Manchester.
The morning flew by with the talk of quidditch, eventually switching over to what was to come at Hogwarts. Fred and George were telling the two how to mix this potion right, and how to wave your wand during this charm. After about an hour of this, a hill holding a single home came into view. As they got closer, they noticed that it was much like Harry's house. It was a normal style house, brick and stucco siding, large wooden doors and tiny square windows. However, since their house was the only one within a significant area, which mean that Hermione's family owned quite a large area of land. Apparently her parents were good dentists and made quite a bit of money.
The car landed at the top of the hill, spreading dirt and dust everywhere as it landed. Hermione and her parents had already come out of the house, shielding their eyes. Finally Arthur Weasley cut the engine off, and four doors opened simultaneously. All five wizards got out. The four young wizards went over to greet Hermione, while Arthur Weasley greeted Hermione's parents.
"Ah, you must be Arthur Weasley." Mrs. Granger said shaking his hand.
"Yes, it's great to meet you. You know I've been dying to take a look at your house, I'm absolutely fascinated at mug-, er" Arthur cut off, he didn't want to "degrade" Hermione's parents by calling them muggles.
"It's okay, Hermione's does it all the time. We've gotten used to it."
"Thank you. Can we come inside?" Arthur said, turning red from embarrassment. Fred and George sniggered behind Ron and Harry.
"You guys, I've got to show you something. I found it, or him only a couple of days ago." She tugged Ron inside and Harry ran to keep up. When Hermione opened the door, Ron stopped. He looked around in awe and confusion. Half of the things in her house he had never seen before, and most of the rest he had seen at Harry's house. The whole first floor was just one big room. There were no walls, and all the different areas joined together in the center of the house, where there was a television, a big leather couch and two easy chairs. On the walls were long tapestries and several pictures of family. Arthur, Fred and George had gotten in on the act too, they were too staring at all of their stuff. The Weasleys struggled through the main floor, until they got into the kitchen. Then they just lost it.
A refrigerator. Ron opened and closed the door, and investigated the contents 5 times. "Tombstone Pizza". What was Tombstone Pizza? Was it pizza made in a cemetery? Then there was the pantry. The pantry contained spices of some things they had heard of, mostly unfamiliar items though. The stove got them too. Ron burned his hand on one of the burners when he turned the knob on High.
"As you can see," Hermione said jerking him away from the stove, and leading him upstairs. "We live like normal people, muggles." Eventually they arrived in Hermione's room, which was the only room in the house that a wizard would feel somewhat at home in. There was some moving pictures, some still. There was a shelve full of wizard books. Hermione must have had over 100 wizarding books on topics ranging from herbs found in south france to evil sorcerers of the 15th century. Hermione reached up on top of a shelf to pull down… an owl.
"Wow, Hermione, I didn't know you had an owl." Harry said looking at the owl with a smile.
"That's what I wanted to tell you about. His name's Aremene." Aremene was clinging to Hermione's fingers. She passed him to Ron, who stroked him with pleasure. Harry liked the new owl, too, although he was curious about the owl.
"Hermione, where did you get him? Did your parents take you to Diagon Alley?"
"No, actually I just found him. I was in my room reading three days a few days ago, and I heard a tapping on the window. I looked up, and there he was. He had a note around his leg, I've still got it." She handed them the letter, and they read it silently:
"To whom it may concern,
I am growing old. I have no more letters to write, and know one ever writes me, so I have no need for this owl anymore. To whoever finds him, take him in and use him well. He will be your friend. Take good care of Aremene."
"No name. Kind've a weird letter. Are there any other wizards around here?" Harry was worrying.
"I think there's a woman who lives a couple of miles that way. I've never met her, so I don't know if she's old or not. I'm sure there's nothing to worry about Harry." She said this re-assuring. Harry, taking Hermione's place, was worrying over nothing.
They all walked downstairs a minute later to find Arthur drooling over the leather on the big sofa. When Mrs. Granger noticed them, she led them over to the dining room, and they sat down and ate.
Well, chapter 1 in the books. Whaddya think? Please R/R. Like it? Don't like it? Please R/R. If you have any questions, please put them in your review and I'll answer them.
Chapter 1: Meet The Grangers
It was a bright Sunday morning, the people of suburbia London were just waking up, and preparing their morning coffee and tea. High above however the people in the flying Lincoln Towncar weren't preparing coffee, nor tea. They were all discussing the pre-season Quidditch play. Most normal people would laugh or choke on their coffee or raise an eyebrow at the mention of quidditch. However, to Harry Potter, Ron, Fred, and George Weasley, quidditch was quite an exceptional topic. It was July 27th, and the flying car was headed to a friend of theirs, Hermione Granger's. She lived in a small town called on the outskirts of Manchester.
The morning flew by with the talk of quidditch, eventually switching over to what was to come at Hogwarts. Fred and George were telling the two how to mix this potion right, and how to wave your wand during this charm. After about an hour of this, a hill holding a single home came into view. As they got closer, they noticed that it was much like Harry's house. It was a normal style house, brick and stucco siding, large wooden doors and tiny square windows. However, since their house was the only one within a significant area, which mean that Hermione's family owned quite a large area of land. Apparently her parents were good dentists and made quite a bit of money.
The car landed at the top of the hill, spreading dirt and dust everywhere as it landed. Hermione and her parents had already come out of the house, shielding their eyes. Finally Arthur Weasley cut the engine off, and four doors opened simultaneously. All five wizards got out. The four young wizards went over to greet Hermione, while Arthur Weasley greeted Hermione's parents.
"Ah, you must be Arthur Weasley." Mrs. Granger said shaking his hand.
"Yes, it's great to meet you. You know I've been dying to take a look at your house, I'm absolutely fascinated at mug-, er" Arthur cut off, he didn't want to "degrade" Hermione's parents by calling them muggles.
"It's okay, Hermione's does it all the time. We've gotten used to it."
"Thank you. Can we come inside?" Arthur said, turning red from embarrassment. Fred and George sniggered behind Ron and Harry.
"You guys, I've got to show you something. I found it, or him only a couple of days ago." She tugged Ron inside and Harry ran to keep up. When Hermione opened the door, Ron stopped. He looked around in awe and confusion. Half of the things in her house he had never seen before, and most of the rest he had seen at Harry's house. The whole first floor was just one big room. There were no walls, and all the different areas joined together in the center of the house, where there was a television, a big leather couch and two easy chairs. On the walls were long tapestries and several pictures of family. Arthur, Fred and George had gotten in on the act too, they were too staring at all of their stuff. The Weasleys struggled through the main floor, until they got into the kitchen. Then they just lost it.
A refrigerator. Ron opened and closed the door, and investigated the contents 5 times. "Tombstone Pizza". What was Tombstone Pizza? Was it pizza made in a cemetery? Then there was the pantry. The pantry contained spices of some things they had heard of, mostly unfamiliar items though. The stove got them too. Ron burned his hand on one of the burners when he turned the knob on High.
"As you can see," Hermione said jerking him away from the stove, and leading him upstairs. "We live like normal people, muggles." Eventually they arrived in Hermione's room, which was the only room in the house that a wizard would feel somewhat at home in. There was some moving pictures, some still. There was a shelve full of wizard books. Hermione must have had over 100 wizarding books on topics ranging from herbs found in south france to evil sorcerers of the 15th century. Hermione reached up on top of a shelf to pull down… an owl.
"Wow, Hermione, I didn't know you had an owl." Harry said looking at the owl with a smile.
"That's what I wanted to tell you about. His name's Aremene." Aremene was clinging to Hermione's fingers. She passed him to Ron, who stroked him with pleasure. Harry liked the new owl, too, although he was curious about the owl.
"Hermione, where did you get him? Did your parents take you to Diagon Alley?"
"No, actually I just found him. I was in my room reading three days a few days ago, and I heard a tapping on the window. I looked up, and there he was. He had a note around his leg, I've still got it." She handed them the letter, and they read it silently:
"To whom it may concern,
I am growing old. I have no more letters to write, and know one ever writes me, so I have no need for this owl anymore. To whoever finds him, take him in and use him well. He will be your friend. Take good care of Aremene."
"No name. Kind've a weird letter. Are there any other wizards around here?" Harry was worrying.
"I think there's a woman who lives a couple of miles that way. I've never met her, so I don't know if she's old or not. I'm sure there's nothing to worry about Harry." She said this re-assuring. Harry, taking Hermione's place, was worrying over nothing.
They all walked downstairs a minute later to find Arthur drooling over the leather on the big sofa. When Mrs. Granger noticed them, she led them over to the dining room, and they sat down and ate.
Well, chapter 1 in the books. Whaddya think? Please R/R. Like it? Don't like it? Please R/R. If you have any questions, please put them in your review and I'll answer them.