Harry Potter and the dawn of good and evil

                                                          Harry Potter and the Fury of the Phoenix

A\N this is my first fan fic please review the more reviews I get the faster ill post chapter 2 none of the characters belong to me they all belong to J.K rowling and Warner brothers and whoever else owns it Please no flames.

Chapter 1


It was a normal cloudless night outside four privet drive but inside it wasn't. Inside, a boy named Harry Potter was awake at an unearthly hour of two o clock in the morning finishing an four-foot essay for his potions teacher Professor Snape who loathed him.  "There I am finished" exclaimed Harry. For you see Harry was no ordinary boy who had just turned 15 two  hours ago, he was a student at Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry. Suddenly Harry heard a tapping at his window and saw a large owl outside. The owl was not his owl Hedwig so it obviously belonged to someone else. Harry opened up his window and let it in. He then untied the parchment tied to the owl's leg and read it.

Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry

Dear Harry,

Happy birthday I hope you are good. I would request your presence at a meeting to be held tomorrow the first of August. Enclosed is a portkey, which will take you to the Hogwarts ground. Use it at 11:00 am. The password to my office is Kit-Kat.

Sincerely yours,

Albus Dumbldore

Headmaster of Hogwarts

P.S you have been made a prefect and I will present you with your badge when I see you tomorrow.

            "Wow, thought Harry, I wonder what he wants to see me about". Upon noticing the time Harry quickly packed away all his school stuff underneath the loose floorboard and fell asleep as soon as he hit the mangled box spring the Dursley's called a mattress.

             

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When Harry woke up, he hurried downstairs and ate his quarter of grapefruit. He was going  to tell his uncle Vernon that he was going to school on a day trip but upon closer inspection of the kitchen table Harry noticed a note in Uncle Vernon's untidy scrawl.

Dear boy, we are on a day trip to London to visit the Smelting's headmaster about Dudley's discipline problem. Don't touch anything .

Uncle Vernon

Harry grabbed his wand and the portkey (which happened to be a piece of paper) and at exactly 11:00  felt the familiar tug on his navel and he was off.

Where Harry landed he knew from the numerous nightmares that had plagued him over the summer. He was in the graveyard where Voldermont had been resurrected and he saw the pair of venomous red eyes that belonged to Voldermont staring right back at him.

A\N hehehe a cliff hanger don't worry there wont be too many of them for I don't like cliff hangers. Hoped you liked it. Please r\r .