The Beginning
A four year old Harry heard horses outside. He thought it odd for there usually weren't many outsiders around these parts. He exited his room, bypast the playroom, went through the hallway, down the back stairwell, through the servents' quarters, into the kitchen, and out the back door. He went and hid in the forest to spy upon the newcommers.
There were three people covered in cloaks, riding the most magnificent horses Harry has ever seen. The villagers seem wary of the newcommers and some even hid behind there doors. Harry can comprehend the villagers' behaviors. The strangers do look kind of out of place.
One person, who was covered in a green cloak and riding a black war horse, carried a long sharp jewel encrusted sword with an air of importence surrounding him. The one covered in a red cloak riding a brown-ish red mare carried a staff and a slim wooden stick tipped in gold. He was the only one without a hood up. His features were that of an old wise man with a head full of long white hair and a long white beard to go with it. The last person wore a deep blue cloak riding a white stalion and carried a quiver full of arrows and a bow on the person's shoulder. To Harry, the third person seems to be the most intresting for person looked to be about Harry's height.
The visiters rode up to the mannor's two large oak front doors to be greeted by Harry's father James. People say Harry looked to be the exect copy of James, with his unrulely ebony hair to his slim but fit build. The only diffrence between Harry and his father were his eyes. They were jaded emerald green from his mother Lilly. His father's eye's were a cheery bright blue.
Harry's father beckoned them inside with a wellcoming wave and the strangers demounted there horses gracefully and followed there host inside.
Harry waited for the last visiter to enter his house before he came out of his hidding place. He ran out into the opening, darted up the stairs, and halted at the doors. He carefully opened the doors, peeked inside to make sure no one would see him, and sliped in not knowing someone was watching him the whole time.
Hoped some of you liked it. At least I know my dog does. Please review but if you don't, I won't mind for I will continue writing for this summer is very boring and I have nothing to do...
