Author : This is my first fan fic. I wrote it last year while waiting for book 5.
Harry is becoming a man and have to face his destiny and his new feelings for Hermione.
I'm a french girl, so try to be indulgent about any spelling mistakes and focus on the story to tell me if it is worth carrying it on.
Chapter 1
It was on the morning of a hot july day that Harry really noticed something special was happening. Something he knew would come since the day he was born. Something he could not avoid and which was part of him...: He was becoming a man!
There they were , few short pitch black hair growing slowly but surely out of his usually smooth chin. OK, no panic here, he already had to deal with much heavier problems in the past. He came face to face with death at least 5 times since he caught his first breath of air nearly 15 years ago.
His main enemy, Lord Voldemort, has returned in the end of last school year ... thanks to him. Actually, he fell in a trap set by the Dark Lord with the help of some "faithful servants", the Death Eaters as they were called. He couldn't forget what happened last year. He was thinking about it day and night, especially here, at Privet Drive, where he was feeling so far away from the wizarding world. Of course, he was still receiving some letters from his friends at Hogwards: Hermione, Ron and Hagrid, the gamekeeper, but not a single word from his godfather Sirius. And if something terrible had happened to him, if the dark lord was building an army to invade the world and kill the "muggles"? He was feeling the danger coming ; he was dreaming about it every night. And not being able to make the difference between nightmares and premonitions makes him fell terribly powerless.
Actually the new hair on his face were not exactly the reason why he felt like a man and not like a child anymore. The truth was that he left childhood the day he faced Voldemort for the first time at the end of his first year at Hogwards. Since then he had to fight some evil creatures , to overcome his own fears, to show bravery and, most of all, to discover that friendship and unity were the most powerful weapons against the Dark Forces. He would be 15 tomorrow but felt tired as an old man fighting for a loosing battle.