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don't recognise. Harry Potter is Copyrighted by Warner Bros. And J. K.
Rowling.
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Harry Potter and the Glove of Exodus.
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Chapter 1 : Training
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Harry Potter had put himself on a strict diet, even stricter than the
Dursleys were putting Dudley through. He was not fat, far from it, but he
was preparing for the upcoming war between the Dark side and the Light
side. Each morning he woke at 6 o' clock, had a quick breakfast of brown
bread and water and went out running, 2 miles and back.
*
With all the dieting and exercise Harry was becoming tall and muscular. The
residents of Private Drive peeked through their windows each morning
watching as the 16 year old ran past. They were nervous, from Harry's first
year at Hogwarts, the Dursleys had been telling then that Harry went to St.
Bruno's School for Incurable Criminal boys. They watched as Harry became
stronger and feared leaving their front doors in case he attacked. They
warned their children to keep away from "the scary boy".
*
Harry noticed the way the neighbours acted around him, but he didn't care,
if they were anything like the Dursleys he didn't want to know them. After
returning from his run, he walked into Dudley's old gym, which the Dursleys
had installed whilst he was at Hogwarts. He was soon in the swing off
things, working out on the equipment, lifting weights and running on the
treadmill. After half an hour he had hardly broken a sweat and went to the
kitchen for a glass of water.
*
Dudley was sitting on one of the chairs, his eyes glued to the screen. An
announcement filled the wide screen TV. "BREAKING NEWS" then the BBC News
Anchorman, face set in a sombre expression, was on the screen. Harry
instantly stared at him, willing him not to mention a mass murder, or
anything that pointed to Death Eater activities.
*
"I am sad to report that a ship heading to Dover has sank, kill crew and
tourists alike. Witnesses all mention a skull with a serpent through its
mouth, projected into the air, visible by the fog that has plagued Dover
this week. No source can be found of the projection, but police are
searching the White Cliffs for some sort of Projector. The police suspect
fowl play."
*
Harry stood, dumbstruck, unable to move. The Dark Mark, projected over
Dover. Those wizards who still didn't believe in Voldemort's return would
be reading their Daily Prophets in disbelief, and those that new of
Voldemort's return would be calling for Fudge's resignation, him among
them. Slowly he turned and walked up the stairs and towards his bedroom. He
had to pack, he had to get out of this place and return to Hogwarts. After
packing his wand, spell books and clothes, he looked round for his broom,
before remembering that it was still locked it Professor Umbridge's office.
Slowly he wrote a carefully worded letter to Dumbledore, pleading for him
to let him stay in the Gryffindor tower.
*
After Hedwig had flown to Dumbledore, Harry sat on the end of the bed
waiting. He had completely lost track of time and looked at the calendar on
the wall and with a shock realised that it was his birthday the next day.
*
Harry was beginning to enjoy his birthdays, he always seemed to get the
best presents, from the best friends a guy could have. He wondered what
they could have got him this year, as 16 was a very important year. He
guessed a book from his best friend Hermione, she loved reading and
believed everyone else did too, Ron would be a surprise he always was.
*
Slowly he lay his head on the pillow and fell asleep, not noticing Hedwig's
sudden return. She slowly flew to cage and tucked her head under her wing.
*
Chapter 2 : Leather.
Harry receives his presents, including one from an unexpected source.
don't recognise. Harry Potter is Copyrighted by Warner Bros. And J. K.
Rowling.
:
:
Harry Potter and the Glove of Exodus.
*
Chapter 1 : Training
*
Harry Potter had put himself on a strict diet, even stricter than the
Dursleys were putting Dudley through. He was not fat, far from it, but he
was preparing for the upcoming war between the Dark side and the Light
side. Each morning he woke at 6 o' clock, had a quick breakfast of brown
bread and water and went out running, 2 miles and back.
*
With all the dieting and exercise Harry was becoming tall and muscular. The
residents of Private Drive peeked through their windows each morning
watching as the 16 year old ran past. They were nervous, from Harry's first
year at Hogwarts, the Dursleys had been telling then that Harry went to St.
Bruno's School for Incurable Criminal boys. They watched as Harry became
stronger and feared leaving their front doors in case he attacked. They
warned their children to keep away from "the scary boy".
*
Harry noticed the way the neighbours acted around him, but he didn't care,
if they were anything like the Dursleys he didn't want to know them. After
returning from his run, he walked into Dudley's old gym, which the Dursleys
had installed whilst he was at Hogwarts. He was soon in the swing off
things, working out on the equipment, lifting weights and running on the
treadmill. After half an hour he had hardly broken a sweat and went to the
kitchen for a glass of water.
*
Dudley was sitting on one of the chairs, his eyes glued to the screen. An
announcement filled the wide screen TV. "BREAKING NEWS" then the BBC News
Anchorman, face set in a sombre expression, was on the screen. Harry
instantly stared at him, willing him not to mention a mass murder, or
anything that pointed to Death Eater activities.
*
"I am sad to report that a ship heading to Dover has sank, kill crew and
tourists alike. Witnesses all mention a skull with a serpent through its
mouth, projected into the air, visible by the fog that has plagued Dover
this week. No source can be found of the projection, but police are
searching the White Cliffs for some sort of Projector. The police suspect
fowl play."
*
Harry stood, dumbstruck, unable to move. The Dark Mark, projected over
Dover. Those wizards who still didn't believe in Voldemort's return would
be reading their Daily Prophets in disbelief, and those that new of
Voldemort's return would be calling for Fudge's resignation, him among
them. Slowly he turned and walked up the stairs and towards his bedroom. He
had to pack, he had to get out of this place and return to Hogwarts. After
packing his wand, spell books and clothes, he looked round for his broom,
before remembering that it was still locked it Professor Umbridge's office.
Slowly he wrote a carefully worded letter to Dumbledore, pleading for him
to let him stay in the Gryffindor tower.
*
After Hedwig had flown to Dumbledore, Harry sat on the end of the bed
waiting. He had completely lost track of time and looked at the calendar on
the wall and with a shock realised that it was his birthday the next day.
*
Harry was beginning to enjoy his birthdays, he always seemed to get the
best presents, from the best friends a guy could have. He wondered what
they could have got him this year, as 16 was a very important year. He
guessed a book from his best friend Hermione, she loved reading and
believed everyone else did too, Ron would be a surprise he always was.
*
Slowly he lay his head on the pillow and fell asleep, not noticing Hedwig's
sudden return. She slowly flew to cage and tucked her head under her wing.
*
Chapter 2 : Leather.
Harry receives his presents, including one from an unexpected source.