Title: Hogwarts: 2061
Author: Stephanie Johnson
Rating: PG-13 to be safe
Summary: In 1998, Harry Potter defeated Voldemort for the last time. He was destroyed and would never walk the earth again. Harry and his friends graduated from Hogwarts in June and went on to careers in the Ministry, continued their education at the University, tried their hands at Quidditch, and became Aurors. Some were married, some had children. Some children had children and so forth. After the defeat of Voldemort and the graduation of Harry, Albus Dumbledore took advantage of the peace and retired to live out the rest of his life in Bermuda. Minerva McGonagall retired to live the rest of her life with him. Now we come to 2061. Hogwarts is still the same, but there are all new students and all new teachers to become acquainted with. Join Birch Wood, Ginny Agpar, and Elroy Sanford as they spend their first year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Disclaimer: OK, I'm not going to insult your knowledge of which characters I own and which I do not. I'm also not going to ruin the mystery and the outcome of the story/ series by explaining how they are connected. If you are not familiar with, at the least, the first Harry Potter book, then this story/ series will not be as entertaining. Anything that Harry Potter fans recognize is more than likely the property of J.K. Rowling, and while in this story/ series I have tried to emulate her amazing mystery story style, I hope I do not insult it too badly.
Author's Note: Yes, I am trying to take the Harry Potter universe and fast- forward to the future. Yes, I am trying to add as many hints and clues as to how it all will end as JKR does. Yes, I am trying to confuse everyone with so much knowledge that everyone will be jumping to the wrong conclusions. Yes, SOMEBODY in the story/ series is linked by blood to Harry Potter. No, I will not tell you who... yet. Yes, I encourage you to send your guesses as to who is related to who or anything else to me (psychochild83@cs.com). No, I will not correct you or congratulate you... I don't want to ruin the surprise. No, I have not finished Hermione Granger & the Fall of Innocence, and yes, I know you all think I'm evil for how I've left it hanging. Please do not post guesses in the reviews, but please leave some sort of review, even if it's just a 'hi'!! Thanks in advance, and I'll get started.
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Chapter 1
The day that Birch Douglas Wood turned eleven, December 2, 2049, was the happiest day of his life... besides the day he succeeded in eating fifteen worms and beat Kevin Ward. It was the day he received his Hogwarts letter. He had been unable to sleep every night for a week before his birthday because he was so anxious to receive it. His mum and dad, Douglas and Diana Wood, had told him such wonderful stories about everything. They had both been Gryffindors in the same years. That was how they had met. They told him about their Transfiguration teacher, Professor Weasley, and the History of Magic teacher, Professor Binns. (He was the only ghost who taught.) He had heard of Sir Nicholas de Mimsy-Porpington, or Nearly- Headless Nick, the Gryffindor House Ghost.
His parents wanted him to wait until the summer before his first year before going to Diagon Alley, so he waited... impatiently. Finally, it was two weeks before he'd be leaving aboard the Hogwarts Express. Every day for the last two months he had asked his parents if it was time for them to go. One day, his dad said, "Yes."
Birch nearly screamed. They traveled via Floo Powder to Diagon Alley. He went to Ollivander's for a wand... his very first... a ten and a half inch mahogany with a core of phoenix feather. Inside Flourish and Blotts, he found his first-year texts. He bought a cauldron, quills, and inkbottles. "Mum, it says that I can take a cat or an owl with me," Birch pointed out. "Can I get one of the owls with the big eyes?"
Diana laughed. "Their eyes are all pretty much the same, Birch, but let's go take a look, huh?"
They walked into the pet store and Birch looked around. He saw an eagle owl that looked very disinterested in the rest of the world. There was a snowy that was pure white, and a tawny- brown with no ear tufts. There was a pygmy, which was only about as big as his hand and a barred owl that looked like it had brown eyebrows. He was torn between a Great Grey and a spotted owl. He finally decided on the spotted, because it had the bigger eyes.
"So, Birch, what are you going to name her?" Douglas asked. "Mine was named Cannonball."
"I think I'll name her Destiny," Birch replied. He rolled his deep brown eyes as he repeated, "Cannonball?"
"I loved Chudley... it was the team your great grandfather made his name with, you know."
Birch smiled at his father's obvious inner child. "Destiny it is then," he laughed. Douglas Wood pulled Birch to him and started playfully scraping his knuckles across his scalp, messing up his black hair.
Diana watched with arms folded. "You know, my grandfather played Quidditch, too," she hinted.
"Well, of course, Mum. He was one of the best. One of the youngest to ever play the World Cup," he recited. He knew his mum liked hearing that he knew his family history. He could easily go up to the great-grandparent level on both sides of his family tree. The only part he didn't know was the part that she didn't know. Her mother had died in childbirth. She didn't know more than the fact that her name was also Diana. Her father had raised her.
"Let me rescue you then, Birch... Since that's what your great-grandpop would have liked," she added before going after her husband, distracting him with a big kiss. Birch squirmed away quickly.
"Stop that, Mum! Dad!" Birch said, disgusted. Douglas and Diana laughed.
"Come on, boy. We need to go get your robes," Douglas said, leading the three to Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions. As Birch was being measured, he started talking to a boy who was standing nearby.
"Hi, I'm Birch," he started.
"I'm Elroy, John Elroy Sanford," the boy returned. He had dark brown hair with the hint of red in it. He had a spattering of freckles across the tops of his cheeks and nose.
"Nice to meet you. Going to Hogwarts as well?"
"Yep, first year, first kid my generation," Elroy replied.
"Me too, except I don't have any younger siblings," Birch said. "I hope I get into Gryffindor. Both my parents were in it."
"Really? Wow. My mum was a Gryffindor, but my dad was a Hufflepuff. I've heard lots of stories. like the Fat Friar!" Elroy started laughing.
Birch decided that would have to be a Hufflepuff thing, because he had never heard of it. Elroy's robes were soon finished and his father, George Sanford, called him. "Well, see you at the Hogwarts Express, then, Birch," he said, holding his hand out. As Birch smiled and took his hand, a shiver crossed up his arm. Elroy laughed, showing him the muggle hand buzzer. "See ya!"
Author: Stephanie Johnson
Rating: PG-13 to be safe
Summary: In 1998, Harry Potter defeated Voldemort for the last time. He was destroyed and would never walk the earth again. Harry and his friends graduated from Hogwarts in June and went on to careers in the Ministry, continued their education at the University, tried their hands at Quidditch, and became Aurors. Some were married, some had children. Some children had children and so forth. After the defeat of Voldemort and the graduation of Harry, Albus Dumbledore took advantage of the peace and retired to live out the rest of his life in Bermuda. Minerva McGonagall retired to live the rest of her life with him. Now we come to 2061. Hogwarts is still the same, but there are all new students and all new teachers to become acquainted with. Join Birch Wood, Ginny Agpar, and Elroy Sanford as they spend their first year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Disclaimer: OK, I'm not going to insult your knowledge of which characters I own and which I do not. I'm also not going to ruin the mystery and the outcome of the story/ series by explaining how they are connected. If you are not familiar with, at the least, the first Harry Potter book, then this story/ series will not be as entertaining. Anything that Harry Potter fans recognize is more than likely the property of J.K. Rowling, and while in this story/ series I have tried to emulate her amazing mystery story style, I hope I do not insult it too badly.
Author's Note: Yes, I am trying to take the Harry Potter universe and fast- forward to the future. Yes, I am trying to add as many hints and clues as to how it all will end as JKR does. Yes, I am trying to confuse everyone with so much knowledge that everyone will be jumping to the wrong conclusions. Yes, SOMEBODY in the story/ series is linked by blood to Harry Potter. No, I will not tell you who... yet. Yes, I encourage you to send your guesses as to who is related to who or anything else to me (psychochild83@cs.com). No, I will not correct you or congratulate you... I don't want to ruin the surprise. No, I have not finished Hermione Granger & the Fall of Innocence, and yes, I know you all think I'm evil for how I've left it hanging. Please do not post guesses in the reviews, but please leave some sort of review, even if it's just a 'hi'!! Thanks in advance, and I'll get started.
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Chapter 1
The day that Birch Douglas Wood turned eleven, December 2, 2049, was the happiest day of his life... besides the day he succeeded in eating fifteen worms and beat Kevin Ward. It was the day he received his Hogwarts letter. He had been unable to sleep every night for a week before his birthday because he was so anxious to receive it. His mum and dad, Douglas and Diana Wood, had told him such wonderful stories about everything. They had both been Gryffindors in the same years. That was how they had met. They told him about their Transfiguration teacher, Professor Weasley, and the History of Magic teacher, Professor Binns. (He was the only ghost who taught.) He had heard of Sir Nicholas de Mimsy-Porpington, or Nearly- Headless Nick, the Gryffindor House Ghost.
His parents wanted him to wait until the summer before his first year before going to Diagon Alley, so he waited... impatiently. Finally, it was two weeks before he'd be leaving aboard the Hogwarts Express. Every day for the last two months he had asked his parents if it was time for them to go. One day, his dad said, "Yes."
Birch nearly screamed. They traveled via Floo Powder to Diagon Alley. He went to Ollivander's for a wand... his very first... a ten and a half inch mahogany with a core of phoenix feather. Inside Flourish and Blotts, he found his first-year texts. He bought a cauldron, quills, and inkbottles. "Mum, it says that I can take a cat or an owl with me," Birch pointed out. "Can I get one of the owls with the big eyes?"
Diana laughed. "Their eyes are all pretty much the same, Birch, but let's go take a look, huh?"
They walked into the pet store and Birch looked around. He saw an eagle owl that looked very disinterested in the rest of the world. There was a snowy that was pure white, and a tawny- brown with no ear tufts. There was a pygmy, which was only about as big as his hand and a barred owl that looked like it had brown eyebrows. He was torn between a Great Grey and a spotted owl. He finally decided on the spotted, because it had the bigger eyes.
"So, Birch, what are you going to name her?" Douglas asked. "Mine was named Cannonball."
"I think I'll name her Destiny," Birch replied. He rolled his deep brown eyes as he repeated, "Cannonball?"
"I loved Chudley... it was the team your great grandfather made his name with, you know."
Birch smiled at his father's obvious inner child. "Destiny it is then," he laughed. Douglas Wood pulled Birch to him and started playfully scraping his knuckles across his scalp, messing up his black hair.
Diana watched with arms folded. "You know, my grandfather played Quidditch, too," she hinted.
"Well, of course, Mum. He was one of the best. One of the youngest to ever play the World Cup," he recited. He knew his mum liked hearing that he knew his family history. He could easily go up to the great-grandparent level on both sides of his family tree. The only part he didn't know was the part that she didn't know. Her mother had died in childbirth. She didn't know more than the fact that her name was also Diana. Her father had raised her.
"Let me rescue you then, Birch... Since that's what your great-grandpop would have liked," she added before going after her husband, distracting him with a big kiss. Birch squirmed away quickly.
"Stop that, Mum! Dad!" Birch said, disgusted. Douglas and Diana laughed.
"Come on, boy. We need to go get your robes," Douglas said, leading the three to Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions. As Birch was being measured, he started talking to a boy who was standing nearby.
"Hi, I'm Birch," he started.
"I'm Elroy, John Elroy Sanford," the boy returned. He had dark brown hair with the hint of red in it. He had a spattering of freckles across the tops of his cheeks and nose.
"Nice to meet you. Going to Hogwarts as well?"
"Yep, first year, first kid my generation," Elroy replied.
"Me too, except I don't have any younger siblings," Birch said. "I hope I get into Gryffindor. Both my parents were in it."
"Really? Wow. My mum was a Gryffindor, but my dad was a Hufflepuff. I've heard lots of stories. like the Fat Friar!" Elroy started laughing.
Birch decided that would have to be a Hufflepuff thing, because he had never heard of it. Elroy's robes were soon finished and his father, George Sanford, called him. "Well, see you at the Hogwarts Express, then, Birch," he said, holding his hand out. As Birch smiled and took his hand, a shiver crossed up his arm. Elroy laughed, showing him the muggle hand buzzer. "See ya!"