Title: Owlpals Author: Anonymagus Description: Having serious quarrel with his best friends and being fed up with the fact that he is the famous Harry Potter, Harry decides to find himself an owlpal with whom he would be able to correspond anonymously. - DarkHarry

Characters: Harry, Ron, Hermione, Dumbledore, Voldemort, others Harry/Voldemort

OC's: Pretus Rizen, Marius Broombinder

Warning: contains spoilers, may in later chapters contains adult only material.

Disclamer: I do not own the wizarding world and its related names and characters. I've wrote this for fun and do not earn money with it. However, I do earn the original characters within this fic and my other additions to the wonderful wizarding world created by J.K Rowling.
A/N: This is my very first fic written in English and thus might be a bit buggy. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------

PREFACE

"Harry, your a wizard", said Hagrid sitting back down on the sofa. With a Mum and Dad like yers what else would ye be? And I reckon it's time you read your letter.

Harry streched out his hand to grab the yellowish envelope adressed in curly emerald letters to Mr. H. Potter, The Floor, Hut-on-the-rock, The Sea. He pulled out the letter and read:

HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY

Headmaster: ALBUS DUMBLEDORE (Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)

Dear Mr. Potter,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.
Term begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31.
Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall,
Deputy Headmistress

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"You knew?" said Harry, "You knew I am a wizard"
"Of course we knew!" shouted Aunt Petunia. "How could you not be! My stupid sister got that letter too, then went to that stupid school of hers and afterwards she married with that Potter and got you, and of course I knew you'd be just the same. And then she got herself blown up and we got landed with you.

Harry had gone very white. As soon as he found his voice he said, "Blown up? You told me they died in a car crash!"

"CAR CRASH!" roared Hagrid, jumping up so angrily that the Dursleys scuttled back to their corner. "How could a car crash kill Lily an'
James Potter? It's a scandal!

"I never expected this" said Hagrid, when his anger faded away. See, there was this wizard who went... bad. As bad as you could go. Worse. Worse than worse. His name was..." Hagrid sighted "Voldemort. He killed them."

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Madam Malkin was a squat, smiling witch dressed all in mauve.
"I-I need school robes for H-Hogwarts" said Harry Stammering. "Good" Madame Malkin nodded. "Come over here dear" she said pointing at a footstool in the back of the shop. A pale boy was standing on another footstool near where Harry was supposed to stand on while a witch was slipping a black robe over his head.

"Hello," said the boy, "Hogwarts too?"

"Yes." said Harry. "You?"

"Unfortunatly, yes" said the boy with a bored voice. "Father considered to put me on another school, but mother dissagreed"

"So, there more schools like Hogwarts?" Harry confirmed carefully.

"Didn't you know" the boy asked. "Anyway, whats your surname?

"Potter." Harry answered with a soft timid tone.

"Potter?" The boy asked "Harry Potter?"

Harry nodded.

"My name's Malfoy, Draco Malfoy" said the boy just before Madam Malkin said that Harry's robes were ready.

"Well, see you at Hogwarts then". said Harry before he hopped off his footstool and went out of conversing distance.

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After his trip to Diagon Alley where he bought his school supplies, and after some days of impatient waiting Harry took the train from platform 9¾ to Hogwarts in which he befriended Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger. When he arrived at Hogwarts the Sorting Hat had put him in the Gryffindor house.

That night, after the exciting events of the past day, Harry needed some time to think things over. Laying on his bed however, he was so tired that it took him just a few seconds to fall asleep.