Harry Potter and the Table of Time
Chapter 1: The Black Envelope
It was a cold brisk day at number four Privet Drive as Harry Potter sat in his lonely bedroom staring out the window. He was normal fifteen- year-old according to his friends. Harry and his friends attend the school of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizarding. Harry, in fact, is a wizard. He lives with the Durley's. In the Dursley household there is his strict Aunt Petunia, Uncle Vernon, and his cousin Dudley. They think Harry and his friends are weird and unusal so they keep his identity mostly hidden. In the Wizarding world, though, Harry is not hidden; he is famous. Why? He was the only wizard to survive the Avada Kedvara curse performed by the Dark Lord Voldemort on the night Harry's parents were murdered, when he was only a baby. All that is left is a lightning-shaped scar on his forehead. At Hogwarts, he has two very close friends, Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley. They stuck with him through all the trails he faced in the last five years at Hogwarts. They helped him by saving the Socerer's Stone in his first year, batteling a basilisk in his second year, and helping him fight the dementors in his third year. They also helped by believing him that Lord Voldemort returned to power in his fourth year, and by continuing to battle while he lost his most precious god-father, Sirius, in the fifth year. In fact, Harry is not a normal boy at all.
He sat there writing a letter to Hermione.
Dear Hermione,
What is going on over there? I was told that someone would tell me what was going on in the world, but nobody is! Why? Please get me out as soon as you can, it's really fustrating, and I'm getting mad. Hope everything is fine without me. Please write back . . .
Harry
Harry read it over and over. It sounded perfect. But in a way, it seemed too mean. He sat there on the windowsill thinking hard. He started stroking his owl, Hedwig, and she hooted happily.
"I think I'm just going to send it and see what happens" Harry thought to himself. "Hedwig, Please take this to Hermione as fast as you can"
Harry tied the letter around her leg, gave her a treat, and she flew off. He suddenly remembered it was his sixteenth birthday tommrow as his alarm on his watch went off. He didn't feel in the mood to celebrate so he took off his glasses, blew out the candle, got into bed and closed his eyes.
The next day, Harry awoke to the usual banging of his door.
"Get Up, its breakfast!" yelled Aunt Petunia and she stocked away. Of course, Harry didn't mind if he annoyed the Durlsey's at all, he knew Aunt Petunia couldn't throw him out because he knew Proffesor Dumbledore, the Headmaster at Hogwarts, was watching the Dursley's very closely. He wouldn't allow the Dursley's to let Harry off on his own, because Lord Voldemort is after him.
Harry got dressed and headed out his bedroom door just as Hedwig flew in with two other owls carrying parsels.
"I'll open them later, Hedwig," he said and he walked out the door. But what he didn't see was that there was a letter addressed to Harry in a black enevelope with the Dark Mark on the back.
Hope you guys liked the 1st chapter. I'm going to try to update as fast as I can. I get a lot of homework some nights so it's hard. Please don't mind if I have grammer mistakes, I'm only human, I'm not perfect. Please review, it means so much to me! Thanks so much!
Chapter 1: The Black Envelope
It was a cold brisk day at number four Privet Drive as Harry Potter sat in his lonely bedroom staring out the window. He was normal fifteen- year-old according to his friends. Harry and his friends attend the school of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizarding. Harry, in fact, is a wizard. He lives with the Durley's. In the Dursley household there is his strict Aunt Petunia, Uncle Vernon, and his cousin Dudley. They think Harry and his friends are weird and unusal so they keep his identity mostly hidden. In the Wizarding world, though, Harry is not hidden; he is famous. Why? He was the only wizard to survive the Avada Kedvara curse performed by the Dark Lord Voldemort on the night Harry's parents were murdered, when he was only a baby. All that is left is a lightning-shaped scar on his forehead. At Hogwarts, he has two very close friends, Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley. They stuck with him through all the trails he faced in the last five years at Hogwarts. They helped him by saving the Socerer's Stone in his first year, batteling a basilisk in his second year, and helping him fight the dementors in his third year. They also helped by believing him that Lord Voldemort returned to power in his fourth year, and by continuing to battle while he lost his most precious god-father, Sirius, in the fifth year. In fact, Harry is not a normal boy at all.
He sat there writing a letter to Hermione.
Dear Hermione,
What is going on over there? I was told that someone would tell me what was going on in the world, but nobody is! Why? Please get me out as soon as you can, it's really fustrating, and I'm getting mad. Hope everything is fine without me. Please write back . . .
Harry
Harry read it over and over. It sounded perfect. But in a way, it seemed too mean. He sat there on the windowsill thinking hard. He started stroking his owl, Hedwig, and she hooted happily.
"I think I'm just going to send it and see what happens" Harry thought to himself. "Hedwig, Please take this to Hermione as fast as you can"
Harry tied the letter around her leg, gave her a treat, and she flew off. He suddenly remembered it was his sixteenth birthday tommrow as his alarm on his watch went off. He didn't feel in the mood to celebrate so he took off his glasses, blew out the candle, got into bed and closed his eyes.
The next day, Harry awoke to the usual banging of his door.
"Get Up, its breakfast!" yelled Aunt Petunia and she stocked away. Of course, Harry didn't mind if he annoyed the Durlsey's at all, he knew Aunt Petunia couldn't throw him out because he knew Proffesor Dumbledore, the Headmaster at Hogwarts, was watching the Dursley's very closely. He wouldn't allow the Dursley's to let Harry off on his own, because Lord Voldemort is after him.
Harry got dressed and headed out his bedroom door just as Hedwig flew in with two other owls carrying parsels.
"I'll open them later, Hedwig," he said and he walked out the door. But what he didn't see was that there was a letter addressed to Harry in a black enevelope with the Dark Mark on the back.
Hope you guys liked the 1st chapter. I'm going to try to update as fast as I can. I get a lot of homework some nights so it's hard. Please don't mind if I have grammer mistakes, I'm only human, I'm not perfect. Please review, it means so much to me! Thanks so much!