I declare no claim on any characters of Harry Potter but of my own creation
and plot.
Tripod Bond
PROLOGUE: THE INTRO
Harry Potter by every means look and behave like any 17-years old next-door
kids you had saw before but that does not meant he is one. Unlike those
kids, Harry Potter is the Boy-who-lived, a wizard-in-training and savior of
the wizarding world. His face is known by all, young and old, rich and
poor, supporters of dark and light. All could describe him to you but no
one knows the secrets the young man keeps in his life. Secrets he keeps
deep in his wounded heart from all around him who thought they know and
understand him.
Right now, Harry is busy with his part-time job as a Librarian. Harry sighs
as he looks around the library. It had been more than two weeks since the
holiday began. He had then been ordered to stay out of the house before any
of his relatives wake up and come back only after they are asleep, WITHOUT
making any noise of course. His relatives had made it clear that they do
not want to see him around nor do they care to provide for him. That's what
makes him to land himself with three part-time work and daily night
classes. Early in the morning, he will deliver the paper, and then he is a
librarian until six in the afternoon and then a waiter at a little
restaurant in town till nine. At a night school, he learns many extra
courses until eleven at night. He also takes outside examination for
subjects like language classes for Germany, Italian and others. In the
weekend, he went for gym and swimming sessions and learns to paint, act,
play music and dancing together with singing. His summer holiday became a
routine to improve him with new knowledge and skill. As result he became a
talented, wise and strong young man who had grown to his potential height,
solid and tanned. He also became too exhausted to swallow in self-pity.
As the holiday came to an end, Harry had totally been transformed from the
5'6 inch, scrawny boy into 6'2 inch boy with washboard-packed body. He had
also grown his hair to shoulder-length and lined with blonde hair tied into
a ponytail that make it look neater and more appealing sight. His richly
brown-tanned skin and not obscured, emerald, piercing gaze gave an exotic
look. The elephant-sized clothes now gone replaced by different kinds and
colors of leather and denim shirts, pants, coats, boots. You say it he got
it. To complete the collection he also got a wardrobe of casual clothes. In
other word, his life totally changed than it was three months ago.
and plot.
Tripod Bond
PROLOGUE: THE INTRO
Harry Potter by every means look and behave like any 17-years old next-door
kids you had saw before but that does not meant he is one. Unlike those
kids, Harry Potter is the Boy-who-lived, a wizard-in-training and savior of
the wizarding world. His face is known by all, young and old, rich and
poor, supporters of dark and light. All could describe him to you but no
one knows the secrets the young man keeps in his life. Secrets he keeps
deep in his wounded heart from all around him who thought they know and
understand him.
Right now, Harry is busy with his part-time job as a Librarian. Harry sighs
as he looks around the library. It had been more than two weeks since the
holiday began. He had then been ordered to stay out of the house before any
of his relatives wake up and come back only after they are asleep, WITHOUT
making any noise of course. His relatives had made it clear that they do
not want to see him around nor do they care to provide for him. That's what
makes him to land himself with three part-time work and daily night
classes. Early in the morning, he will deliver the paper, and then he is a
librarian until six in the afternoon and then a waiter at a little
restaurant in town till nine. At a night school, he learns many extra
courses until eleven at night. He also takes outside examination for
subjects like language classes for Germany, Italian and others. In the
weekend, he went for gym and swimming sessions and learns to paint, act,
play music and dancing together with singing. His summer holiday became a
routine to improve him with new knowledge and skill. As result he became a
talented, wise and strong young man who had grown to his potential height,
solid and tanned. He also became too exhausted to swallow in self-pity.
As the holiday came to an end, Harry had totally been transformed from the
5'6 inch, scrawny boy into 6'2 inch boy with washboard-packed body. He had
also grown his hair to shoulder-length and lined with blonde hair tied into
a ponytail that make it look neater and more appealing sight. His richly
brown-tanned skin and not obscured, emerald, piercing gaze gave an exotic
look. The elephant-sized clothes now gone replaced by different kinds and
colors of leather and denim shirts, pants, coats, boots. You say it he got
it. To complete the collection he also got a wardrobe of casual clothes. In
other word, his life totally changed than it was three months ago.