Harry Potter And The Crater Of Truth.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any other characters, so please don't sue me!
Summary: What Harry will learn in this Year, will stay with him for the rest of his life...
Chapter 1: A Peck Of Owls
It was a clear night. The stars and moon shone brightly in the dark sky, silhouetting a young man. His jet black hair merged with the night sky. He was a skinny boy, tall, with a round face. The only thing that separated him from the next boy his age, was a lightning bolt-shaped scar on his forehead. As you may have guessed, this boy is Harry Potter.
As he surveyed the area, he whipped out his wand. He had taken to carrying his wand wherever he went, call it paranoia, call it what ever you like. Harry was accustomed to things just attacking him, and he wasn't going to take any chances.
He walked over to Number Four, Privet Drive, and let himself in. As he walked upstairs, he glanced at the clock on the mantelpiece. According to it, the time was 11.30, Harry was surprised that he hadn't got caught. After the incident at the Ministry, the Veil of Secrecy was lifted, but only partially. The Muggle Prime Minister was the only one that knew there was Wizards in the country. He had advised that a curfew be placed. So anyone under eighteen had to be in at 10.00 and Harry was seventeen. He shrugged his shoulders and continued on. As he entered his room, he was greeted by some Owls. He recognised one as Hedwig, one as Errol , the usual School Owl, and one he didn't know. He relieved the Owls of their packages and set them on his bed. The School Owl toke off into the night, the Owl he hadn't recognised also flew away.
He ripped open the letter that Hedwig was carrying and read it aloud.
Dear Harry,
Happy Birthday!! How are you? I'm fine and having a great time here in Greece. The beaches are lovely, the water is warm and there is so much Ancient Wizarding things. I've finished my Homework and am enjoying the sun. Hope you like your present!
Love
Hermione xx
Harry picked up the parcel. It seemed heavy and when he opened it, he found out why. Inside was a large, leather bound book, and on the front, in bold, silver letters read the words:
Quidditch: A Complete Guide.
"Wow," Harry whispered. He set it down and stared at it for a few seconds, then he picked up the package Errol had delivered.
Dear Harry,
Happy Birthday! I don't really know what to say, so just open your present and be happy!
From Ron
Harry smiled and opened it. Inside was the usual Chocolate Frogs, he unwrapped one and bit it's legs off. He opened his School letter. It read:
Dear Mr Potter,
Term starts on September 1st. Please find enclosed:
A list of all the requirements and a permission slip to go to Zendra Castle. As you are in Year Seven, you may now use your magic outside of school.
Yours Sincerely
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress.
Harry looked down at the permission slip. He knew exactly how he was going to get the Dursleys to sign it.
The only letter that Harry hadn't opened was the one from the mysterious Owl. The handwriting wasn't familiar. He ripped the letter open and read it.
Dear Harry,
The Crater Of Truth is where you will find your true path. You must journey there, from Zendra Castle. It is your destiny to find the Crater, and recover the lost heirloom of your family.
Best Wishes
???
"Well," Harry said to himself," That's different." He stowed the letters under the floorboard and clambered into bed.
"BOY!" Uncle Vernon shouted," GET DOWN HERE AT ONCE!" Harry woke up to the sound of Uncle Vernon shouting at him.
"BOY!" Uncle Vernon repeated.
"OK!" Harry shouted back," I'M COMING! For god's sake!"
Harry rolled out of bed and descended the stairs. The kitchen door was ajar, so Harry walked in. He walked up to his uncle and stared at his small, piggy eyes.
"What?" Harry said boldly
"Don't use that tone of voice with me!" Uncle Vernon spat.
"I've had enough of you-" Harry blocked out the lecture and switched his thoughts to other things. An odd vision had come to his head. There was a small army of Death Eaters standing down the road. Harry walked over to the window, much to the annoyance of Uncle Vernon, and peered out. It was true, they were all assembled outside.
"Shit," Harry muttered.
"DON'T USE VULGAR LANGUAGE IN FRONT OF ME!" Uncle Vernon shouted.
"SHUT UP!" Harry yelled," There is a squad of Death Eaters out there, Voldemort's supporters," He added, seeing the look on Aunt Petunia's face." We need to get out of here."
"Too late Potter," A voice growled. Harry spun around and saw Malfoy Senior standing before him, his wand pointing at Harry. Harry gulped, he would need a miracle to get out of this.
"So.." Harry said," Nice time in Azkaban?"
"Shut up," Malfoy said," Now surrender, or we'll have to hurt you."
"Oh because that's not gonna happen any way is it?" Harry said sarcastically.
"I've had enough," Uncle Vernon said," Why can't you just leav-" He was stopped in mid speech as he was whooshed in the air.
Harry drew his wand and pointed it at the Death Eater,
"Stupefy!" Harry shouted. The Death Eater hit the floor and Uncle Vernon plummeted down.
"Accio Sofa!" Harry shouted again. The sofa flew over and Uncle Vernon landed on it. Harry looked over at the Death Eaters, all which had their wands drawn.
"That's it Potter!" A voice said, a figure lowered it's hood and Harry saw the face that had haunted his dreams. Bellatrix Lestrange, Sirius's murderer, was standing in front of him, close enough to curse. Sure he'd probally pay for it, but Sirius would be avenged.
"You are going to pay for that!" She yelled.
"Bring it!" Harry cried and raised his wand into a defensive stance. The Death Eaters parted to form walls around Harry and Lestrange. All was quiet for a moments, untill Harry fired as many curses as he could. Lestrange dodged them all and produced a Dementor from her wand. Harry summoned up his friends and shouted, "EXPECTO PANTRONUM!" Instead of the usual silver stag, it was a light yellow colour. It did the trick, the Dementor glided off. The stag dissevered and in the light, Harry saw the look on Lestrange's face.
"Scared?" Harry asked.
"I have to hand it to you Potter," She replied," You have put up a good fight."
"Thank you," Harry said surprised," I think."
"I've had enough," Malfoy sneered and pointing his wand at Uncle Vernon, he said," Arvada Cedars!" The curse hit him full in the chest, he crumpled up like a prune and hit the floor. Aunt Petunia sobbed as Malfoy turned his wand on her.
"I don't think so Malfoy," A familiar voice called out. Emus Lupin, Arbour Weasley and Alastor Moody were standing in the doorway. The gathering fog outside made the three Order members look mysterious.
"Stupefy!" The three of them shouted in unison. The three intended targets joined the all ready stunned Death Eater.
"Who's next?" Lupin asked.
"Retreat!" Malfoy shouted," I'll get you yet Harry Potter!" And with that they Disapparated.
"You ok Harry?" Moody asked.
"Yeah," Harry answered," Thanks."
"No worries," Mr.Weasly said, grinning.
"Mrs.Dursley?" Lupin asked. Aunt Petunia looked up.
"Y-yes?" She stammered.
"Will you be ok?"
"I don't know," She replied.
"Harry, please pack your things, we are leaving," Moody said, " We'll sort out her."
Ten minutes later, Harry mounted his Firebolt. As he saw the green sparks, he kicked off hard.
"Woo Hoo!" He shouted. He heard the laughter around him and it didn't die down untill they reached Number 12, Grimmauld Place.
"It's great to be back," Harry said.
"I couldn't agree more," Lupin agreed as he opened the door, " Ladies first."
"Just because you were one of my father's best friends, Lupin," Harry said," Doesn't mean I won't hurt you!"
"I'd like to see you try," Lupin laughed.
"Is that a challenge?" Harry asked.
"It might be," Lupin said, laughing. They both walked in, and where met by the sounds of Sirius's mother.
" I forgot about her," Harry groaned.
"I'm sure you'll live," Lupin said.
"I dunno, my eardrums might decide to pop," Harry said," Then everything will go wrong and I'll die."
"Stop fantasising," Mr.Weasly said. He too had a stupid grin on his face.
"Stop picking on me," Harry said, and ran off to his room. He opened the door and sank onto his bed, unaware of what was on it.
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Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any other characters, so please don't sue me!
Summary: What Harry will learn in this Year, will stay with him for the rest of his life...
Chapter 1: A Peck Of Owls
It was a clear night. The stars and moon shone brightly in the dark sky, silhouetting a young man. His jet black hair merged with the night sky. He was a skinny boy, tall, with a round face. The only thing that separated him from the next boy his age, was a lightning bolt-shaped scar on his forehead. As you may have guessed, this boy is Harry Potter.
As he surveyed the area, he whipped out his wand. He had taken to carrying his wand wherever he went, call it paranoia, call it what ever you like. Harry was accustomed to things just attacking him, and he wasn't going to take any chances.
He walked over to Number Four, Privet Drive, and let himself in. As he walked upstairs, he glanced at the clock on the mantelpiece. According to it, the time was 11.30, Harry was surprised that he hadn't got caught. After the incident at the Ministry, the Veil of Secrecy was lifted, but only partially. The Muggle Prime Minister was the only one that knew there was Wizards in the country. He had advised that a curfew be placed. So anyone under eighteen had to be in at 10.00 and Harry was seventeen. He shrugged his shoulders and continued on. As he entered his room, he was greeted by some Owls. He recognised one as Hedwig, one as Errol , the usual School Owl, and one he didn't know. He relieved the Owls of their packages and set them on his bed. The School Owl toke off into the night, the Owl he hadn't recognised also flew away.
He ripped open the letter that Hedwig was carrying and read it aloud.
Dear Harry,
Happy Birthday!! How are you? I'm fine and having a great time here in Greece. The beaches are lovely, the water is warm and there is so much Ancient Wizarding things. I've finished my Homework and am enjoying the sun. Hope you like your present!
Love
Hermione xx
Harry picked up the parcel. It seemed heavy and when he opened it, he found out why. Inside was a large, leather bound book, and on the front, in bold, silver letters read the words:
Quidditch: A Complete Guide.
"Wow," Harry whispered. He set it down and stared at it for a few seconds, then he picked up the package Errol had delivered.
Dear Harry,
Happy Birthday! I don't really know what to say, so just open your present and be happy!
From Ron
Harry smiled and opened it. Inside was the usual Chocolate Frogs, he unwrapped one and bit it's legs off. He opened his School letter. It read:
Dear Mr Potter,
Term starts on September 1st. Please find enclosed:
A list of all the requirements and a permission slip to go to Zendra Castle. As you are in Year Seven, you may now use your magic outside of school.
Yours Sincerely
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress.
Harry looked down at the permission slip. He knew exactly how he was going to get the Dursleys to sign it.
The only letter that Harry hadn't opened was the one from the mysterious Owl. The handwriting wasn't familiar. He ripped the letter open and read it.
Dear Harry,
The Crater Of Truth is where you will find your true path. You must journey there, from Zendra Castle. It is your destiny to find the Crater, and recover the lost heirloom of your family.
Best Wishes
???
"Well," Harry said to himself," That's different." He stowed the letters under the floorboard and clambered into bed.
"BOY!" Uncle Vernon shouted," GET DOWN HERE AT ONCE!" Harry woke up to the sound of Uncle Vernon shouting at him.
"BOY!" Uncle Vernon repeated.
"OK!" Harry shouted back," I'M COMING! For god's sake!"
Harry rolled out of bed and descended the stairs. The kitchen door was ajar, so Harry walked in. He walked up to his uncle and stared at his small, piggy eyes.
"What?" Harry said boldly
"Don't use that tone of voice with me!" Uncle Vernon spat.
"I've had enough of you-" Harry blocked out the lecture and switched his thoughts to other things. An odd vision had come to his head. There was a small army of Death Eaters standing down the road. Harry walked over to the window, much to the annoyance of Uncle Vernon, and peered out. It was true, they were all assembled outside.
"Shit," Harry muttered.
"DON'T USE VULGAR LANGUAGE IN FRONT OF ME!" Uncle Vernon shouted.
"SHUT UP!" Harry yelled," There is a squad of Death Eaters out there, Voldemort's supporters," He added, seeing the look on Aunt Petunia's face." We need to get out of here."
"Too late Potter," A voice growled. Harry spun around and saw Malfoy Senior standing before him, his wand pointing at Harry. Harry gulped, he would need a miracle to get out of this.
"So.." Harry said," Nice time in Azkaban?"
"Shut up," Malfoy said," Now surrender, or we'll have to hurt you."
"Oh because that's not gonna happen any way is it?" Harry said sarcastically.
"I've had enough," Uncle Vernon said," Why can't you just leav-" He was stopped in mid speech as he was whooshed in the air.
Harry drew his wand and pointed it at the Death Eater,
"Stupefy!" Harry shouted. The Death Eater hit the floor and Uncle Vernon plummeted down.
"Accio Sofa!" Harry shouted again. The sofa flew over and Uncle Vernon landed on it. Harry looked over at the Death Eaters, all which had their wands drawn.
"That's it Potter!" A voice said, a figure lowered it's hood and Harry saw the face that had haunted his dreams. Bellatrix Lestrange, Sirius's murderer, was standing in front of him, close enough to curse. Sure he'd probally pay for it, but Sirius would be avenged.
"You are going to pay for that!" She yelled.
"Bring it!" Harry cried and raised his wand into a defensive stance. The Death Eaters parted to form walls around Harry and Lestrange. All was quiet for a moments, untill Harry fired as many curses as he could. Lestrange dodged them all and produced a Dementor from her wand. Harry summoned up his friends and shouted, "EXPECTO PANTRONUM!" Instead of the usual silver stag, it was a light yellow colour. It did the trick, the Dementor glided off. The stag dissevered and in the light, Harry saw the look on Lestrange's face.
"Scared?" Harry asked.
"I have to hand it to you Potter," She replied," You have put up a good fight."
"Thank you," Harry said surprised," I think."
"I've had enough," Malfoy sneered and pointing his wand at Uncle Vernon, he said," Arvada Cedars!" The curse hit him full in the chest, he crumpled up like a prune and hit the floor. Aunt Petunia sobbed as Malfoy turned his wand on her.
"I don't think so Malfoy," A familiar voice called out. Emus Lupin, Arbour Weasley and Alastor Moody were standing in the doorway. The gathering fog outside made the three Order members look mysterious.
"Stupefy!" The three of them shouted in unison. The three intended targets joined the all ready stunned Death Eater.
"Who's next?" Lupin asked.
"Retreat!" Malfoy shouted," I'll get you yet Harry Potter!" And with that they Disapparated.
"You ok Harry?" Moody asked.
"Yeah," Harry answered," Thanks."
"No worries," Mr.Weasly said, grinning.
"Mrs.Dursley?" Lupin asked. Aunt Petunia looked up.
"Y-yes?" She stammered.
"Will you be ok?"
"I don't know," She replied.
"Harry, please pack your things, we are leaving," Moody said, " We'll sort out her."
Ten minutes later, Harry mounted his Firebolt. As he saw the green sparks, he kicked off hard.
"Woo Hoo!" He shouted. He heard the laughter around him and it didn't die down untill they reached Number 12, Grimmauld Place.
"It's great to be back," Harry said.
"I couldn't agree more," Lupin agreed as he opened the door, " Ladies first."
"Just because you were one of my father's best friends, Lupin," Harry said," Doesn't mean I won't hurt you!"
"I'd like to see you try," Lupin laughed.
"Is that a challenge?" Harry asked.
"It might be," Lupin said, laughing. They both walked in, and where met by the sounds of Sirius's mother.
" I forgot about her," Harry groaned.
"I'm sure you'll live," Lupin said.
"I dunno, my eardrums might decide to pop," Harry said," Then everything will go wrong and I'll die."
"Stop fantasising," Mr.Weasly said. He too had a stupid grin on his face.
"Stop picking on me," Harry said, and ran off to his room. He opened the door and sank onto his bed, unaware of what was on it.
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