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Authors note- Please Review and tell me how this story is. I would really
like to know, and if you have any ideas, you can send them to me at
xbutterflygirl3@yahoo.com. Thank you a bunch! ~~Sarah.
Unexpected
Chapter One- Beginning of Summer Vacation
Harry sat up franticly, clutching his forehead; he knew that someone had
deceived Voldemort. Harry could tell that it made him almost as angry as
when he lost power to him when he was a helpless baby. He could hardly bare
the pain, but it suddenly started to ease away. Harry was wondering why
this was happening, though not complaining because of the excruciating pain
he felt moments before. Harry lay back down to little comfort, falling
asleep almost instantly, dreaming about quidditch.
"Harry! It's time to get up," Aunt Petunia yelled.
With her annoying voice, Harry awoke. He got up, dressed himself, and went
downstairs for breakfast. Harry started to think about how much he loved
being treated kindly by the Dursleys, for once in his life. He was never
going to be able to repay Lupin, Mad-Eye, and everyone else for they're
threatening words to the Dursleys. However, Harry still had chores around
the house, and Dudley did not. Harry didn't mind because it was far less
than all the previous years. The rest of that day went along as usual,
nothing out of the ordinary.
~~~~~Later~~~~
Thinking that he should write to Lupin, he grabbed a piece of parchment,
and a quill to tell him everything was fine at the Dursleys house.
Dear Lupin,
Everything is going perfectly fine here. The Dursleys are treating me
better thanks to you and the others. This summer is and going to be a lot
more peaceful then the other years prior, I cannot thank you and everyone
else enough.
Take Care,
Harry
Harry went to bed that night, with quidditch on his mind, again. Quidditch
is what Harry is so anxious to do when he arrives back at Hogwarts. With
his exciting thoughts on this mind, he fell asleep.
~Harry dreamt he was flying, without a broomstick, going over his school.
His fellow students watched in awe as he sailed over them. Some even
clapping, with looks of admire on there faces. Draco Malfoy, Harry's arched
enemy was also flying along with him. Only Draco had wings, wings like an
eagle. Harry soar down to the ground. He did not want to be flying anymore
if Malfoy was up with him. Only to find when he approached the ground,
familiar lips touching his own. He could not see her face; she was wearing
a masked cloak. But as soon as she started pulling of her mask, he woke up~
Dudley was banging on his door. That was the third time this month that
Dudley interrupted a pleasant dream. Even though his dream was stupid, he
had a feeling it would have turned out better.Harry turned to look at his
clock, 6:48 it read. Dudley obviously heard his loud groan and ran away,
almost tumbling down the stairs.
****~~~****
A few days passed, and nothing out of the ordinary happened. Harry was
happy to think that his summer was going good for once. On Saturday, Harry
woke up and was excited because he would have a few hours alone tonight. He
thought he might go to sleep early, seeing to the fact that Aunt Petunia
woke him up at the inhuman hours of 6:00 am, to iron the Dursleys clothes
for the day.
*****
Later that night.
Harry walked up stairs at 8:30 to write Lupin and the gang as he usually
did, and then hit the sack. When Harry arrived in his room he sensed
something unusual, but he sat down and ignored his instinctual warning.
Just as he was pulling out his quill to write, he felt a large pain in his
back and fell to the floor, unconscious.
********
A/N: No he is not dead. Well next chapter coming soon.
Please review.I would really appreciate it.
~~Sarah
Authors note- Please Review and tell me how this story is. I would really
like to know, and if you have any ideas, you can send them to me at
xbutterflygirl3@yahoo.com. Thank you a bunch! ~~Sarah.
Unexpected
Chapter One- Beginning of Summer Vacation
Harry sat up franticly, clutching his forehead; he knew that someone had
deceived Voldemort. Harry could tell that it made him almost as angry as
when he lost power to him when he was a helpless baby. He could hardly bare
the pain, but it suddenly started to ease away. Harry was wondering why
this was happening, though not complaining because of the excruciating pain
he felt moments before. Harry lay back down to little comfort, falling
asleep almost instantly, dreaming about quidditch.
"Harry! It's time to get up," Aunt Petunia yelled.
With her annoying voice, Harry awoke. He got up, dressed himself, and went
downstairs for breakfast. Harry started to think about how much he loved
being treated kindly by the Dursleys, for once in his life. He was never
going to be able to repay Lupin, Mad-Eye, and everyone else for they're
threatening words to the Dursleys. However, Harry still had chores around
the house, and Dudley did not. Harry didn't mind because it was far less
than all the previous years. The rest of that day went along as usual,
nothing out of the ordinary.
~~~~~Later~~~~
Thinking that he should write to Lupin, he grabbed a piece of parchment,
and a quill to tell him everything was fine at the Dursleys house.
Dear Lupin,
Everything is going perfectly fine here. The Dursleys are treating me
better thanks to you and the others. This summer is and going to be a lot
more peaceful then the other years prior, I cannot thank you and everyone
else enough.
Take Care,
Harry
Harry went to bed that night, with quidditch on his mind, again. Quidditch
is what Harry is so anxious to do when he arrives back at Hogwarts. With
his exciting thoughts on this mind, he fell asleep.
~Harry dreamt he was flying, without a broomstick, going over his school.
His fellow students watched in awe as he sailed over them. Some even
clapping, with looks of admire on there faces. Draco Malfoy, Harry's arched
enemy was also flying along with him. Only Draco had wings, wings like an
eagle. Harry soar down to the ground. He did not want to be flying anymore
if Malfoy was up with him. Only to find when he approached the ground,
familiar lips touching his own. He could not see her face; she was wearing
a masked cloak. But as soon as she started pulling of her mask, he woke up~
Dudley was banging on his door. That was the third time this month that
Dudley interrupted a pleasant dream. Even though his dream was stupid, he
had a feeling it would have turned out better.Harry turned to look at his
clock, 6:48 it read. Dudley obviously heard his loud groan and ran away,
almost tumbling down the stairs.
****~~~****
A few days passed, and nothing out of the ordinary happened. Harry was
happy to think that his summer was going good for once. On Saturday, Harry
woke up and was excited because he would have a few hours alone tonight. He
thought he might go to sleep early, seeing to the fact that Aunt Petunia
woke him up at the inhuman hours of 6:00 am, to iron the Dursleys clothes
for the day.
*****
Later that night.
Harry walked up stairs at 8:30 to write Lupin and the gang as he usually
did, and then hit the sack. When Harry arrived in his room he sensed
something unusual, but he sat down and ignored his instinctual warning.
Just as he was pulling out his quill to write, he felt a large pain in his
back and fell to the floor, unconscious.
********
A/N: No he is not dead. Well next chapter coming soon.
Please review.I would really appreciate it.
~~Sarah