A/N: This is my first fic so please take it easy as I learn what the heck
I'm doing, Ill try and update as often as possible and I do plan on this
being a novel-length fiction work. Anyway I'll shut up and write now! Oh
yeah none of this belongs to me, at least nothing you recognize:-P.
The Greatest Battle Chapter 1
Harry stared out of his window looking for a flash of white that might be his owl Hedwig. She had been gone for almost two weeks now and he was beginning to worry that she may have been intercepted or hurt on her way to the Burrow. Suddenly he saw her, she looked very tired and was flying as though she hadn't stopped but for a few minutes. He opened his window and allowed her to fly in and recover slightly before he noticed the parcel attached to her leg. He quickly untied the pouch and noticed that it contained a handful of powder and a note from his best friend Ron. He quickly read the note which simply said to leave by floo to the Burrow as soon as he could and to bring what he could with him and that they could come back and get the rest of his things after he got there. He sat and looked at the pouch and at the note for a few minutes before it clicked with him. He was leaving! He was leaving the muggle world and the Dursley's house for good! He smiled remembering what had happened at the end of his sixth year where Ron, Hermione, and himself had captured Peter Pettigrew and cleared Sirius' name, since then Sirius had been living near the Weasley home and apparently was making appearances often. He was going to see his family, for that's exactly what the Weasleys and Sirius were to him, family. He quickly grabbed a cloak from his trunk which was at the foot of his bed and started packing up all his things that he would need immidiatly at the Burrow before he could come back and get his things. Then he tied the cloak up and put the handle of his broomstick through the hole where he tied them, making a neat little knapsack and grabbed the pouch of floo powder before running downstairs.
As soon as he got downstairs he heard his uncle bellowing at him "Boy...BOY! Get in this kitchen RIGHT NOW!!!!" Harry quickly obliged and walked in with his knapsack over his shoulder.
"You bellowed?" He asked, trying to hide a smile on his face.
"Yes, now get in here and make me some breakfast and don't burn anything." His uncle had a look of distaste on his face.
"I would really rather not, you see I'm leaving and I'm not coming back "Harry was fighting a losing battle at trying not to burst out laughing insanely at his pompous uncle's face when he said this. "Well, I'll be off then, see you... Well, never" With that he walked out of the kitchen and into the living room where curiously there was a fire burning even though it was the middle of the summer. He thought nothing of it and grabbed the floo powder out of the pouch which was still in his hand and threw it into the flames, stepped in, and shouted "The Burrow" and was gone.
A/N: I KNOW I KNOW it's short but that's why its the first chapter, its an introduction. And for anyone who's wondering Harry is on summer break before his 7th year. Toodles.
The Greatest Battle Chapter 1
Harry stared out of his window looking for a flash of white that might be his owl Hedwig. She had been gone for almost two weeks now and he was beginning to worry that she may have been intercepted or hurt on her way to the Burrow. Suddenly he saw her, she looked very tired and was flying as though she hadn't stopped but for a few minutes. He opened his window and allowed her to fly in and recover slightly before he noticed the parcel attached to her leg. He quickly untied the pouch and noticed that it contained a handful of powder and a note from his best friend Ron. He quickly read the note which simply said to leave by floo to the Burrow as soon as he could and to bring what he could with him and that they could come back and get the rest of his things after he got there. He sat and looked at the pouch and at the note for a few minutes before it clicked with him. He was leaving! He was leaving the muggle world and the Dursley's house for good! He smiled remembering what had happened at the end of his sixth year where Ron, Hermione, and himself had captured Peter Pettigrew and cleared Sirius' name, since then Sirius had been living near the Weasley home and apparently was making appearances often. He was going to see his family, for that's exactly what the Weasleys and Sirius were to him, family. He quickly grabbed a cloak from his trunk which was at the foot of his bed and started packing up all his things that he would need immidiatly at the Burrow before he could come back and get his things. Then he tied the cloak up and put the handle of his broomstick through the hole where he tied them, making a neat little knapsack and grabbed the pouch of floo powder before running downstairs.
As soon as he got downstairs he heard his uncle bellowing at him "Boy...BOY! Get in this kitchen RIGHT NOW!!!!" Harry quickly obliged and walked in with his knapsack over his shoulder.
"You bellowed?" He asked, trying to hide a smile on his face.
"Yes, now get in here and make me some breakfast and don't burn anything." His uncle had a look of distaste on his face.
"I would really rather not, you see I'm leaving and I'm not coming back "Harry was fighting a losing battle at trying not to burst out laughing insanely at his pompous uncle's face when he said this. "Well, I'll be off then, see you... Well, never" With that he walked out of the kitchen and into the living room where curiously there was a fire burning even though it was the middle of the summer. He thought nothing of it and grabbed the floo powder out of the pouch which was still in his hand and threw it into the flames, stepped in, and shouted "The Burrow" and was gone.
A/N: I KNOW I KNOW it's short but that's why its the first chapter, its an introduction. And for anyone who's wondering Harry is on summer break before his 7th year. Toodles.
