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This is the Prologue and the chapters will be longer (if I decide to continue)!
The skies above Surrey swirled in an angry torment. The once bright, sunny day had taken a turn for the worst. Now, black, plague like clouds sheltered the town. They twisted and danced in an enraged frenzy, jamming the suns comforting rays high above. With a start raindrops started to form and fall down to earth, shattering on impact as they hit the ground. Lightning crackled as it struck its targets, and thunder rolled sounding like millions of bulls stampeding through a narrow pass.
Coincidently the odd weather change had happened exactly as Harry Potter read a letter. The letter had appeared in a swirl of fire being carried by Fawkes. As Harry Potter finished the letter an odd expression consumed his face. The expression was like a mix of anger, hate, betrayal, pride, courage, and determination. Leaping into action he hurried to his trunk, which had not been unpacked, as he had just arrived at Privet Drive and grabbed Hedwig.
When Harry ran outside he was not prepared for the storm that seemed to revolve around him. Incredible winds picked up slamming doors shut and bending the trees. With incredible force Harry was slammed backwards. With determination he slowly crawled over to Hedwig and put her right side up. Then crawling over to his trunk, which had miraculously stayed shut pried open the lid and pulled out his wand. Ever so slowly he stood up and thrust his hand out.
With a smart Bang the purple, knight bus was sitting in its own glory right in front of Harry. As the bus blocked the wind Harry retrieved his trunk and owl before staggering onto the bus.
"Hello welcome to the knight bus, for an extra 2 Galleons you get..." Stan the ever-cheerful bus manager was cut off as Harry thrust a total of 16 Galleons into Stan's hand.
"Diagon Ally" Harry flatly said.
"Well sir," As Stan still had not recognized Harry, "this is enough for a private room, follow me."
Not showing his surprise at there being separate rooms on the bus Harry obediently followed. Reaching their destination, which was on the 3rd floor, they entered a hallway and he was led to the last room. As Harry walked in he saw Stan's retreating back.
Looking around Harry wasn't surprised to see a rather plain room but at least it had some privacy. Sighing Harry let Hedwig out of her cage where she quickly flew to the bedpost. Then he laid down on the bed and promptly fell asleep.
As the bus accelerated, back in the now desolate room of Harry Potter's you could see all three Dursley's peering at a letter that read,
Harry,
I know that you are sad and possibly depressed but you must move on from Sirius's death. He would have not wanted you to mop around all summer. You must remember this is a war and people will die. Also I am afraid you cannot leave your house for your safety.
-Dumbledore
And as the Knight bus left Surrey the storm was still at its highest might as rain drops splattered on the ground, lightning crackled, and thunder rolled.
This is the Prologue and the chapters will be longer (if I decide to continue)!
The skies above Surrey swirled in an angry torment. The once bright, sunny day had taken a turn for the worst. Now, black, plague like clouds sheltered the town. They twisted and danced in an enraged frenzy, jamming the suns comforting rays high above. With a start raindrops started to form and fall down to earth, shattering on impact as they hit the ground. Lightning crackled as it struck its targets, and thunder rolled sounding like millions of bulls stampeding through a narrow pass.
Coincidently the odd weather change had happened exactly as Harry Potter read a letter. The letter had appeared in a swirl of fire being carried by Fawkes. As Harry Potter finished the letter an odd expression consumed his face. The expression was like a mix of anger, hate, betrayal, pride, courage, and determination. Leaping into action he hurried to his trunk, which had not been unpacked, as he had just arrived at Privet Drive and grabbed Hedwig.
When Harry ran outside he was not prepared for the storm that seemed to revolve around him. Incredible winds picked up slamming doors shut and bending the trees. With incredible force Harry was slammed backwards. With determination he slowly crawled over to Hedwig and put her right side up. Then crawling over to his trunk, which had miraculously stayed shut pried open the lid and pulled out his wand. Ever so slowly he stood up and thrust his hand out.
With a smart Bang the purple, knight bus was sitting in its own glory right in front of Harry. As the bus blocked the wind Harry retrieved his trunk and owl before staggering onto the bus.
"Hello welcome to the knight bus, for an extra 2 Galleons you get..." Stan the ever-cheerful bus manager was cut off as Harry thrust a total of 16 Galleons into Stan's hand.
"Diagon Ally" Harry flatly said.
"Well sir," As Stan still had not recognized Harry, "this is enough for a private room, follow me."
Not showing his surprise at there being separate rooms on the bus Harry obediently followed. Reaching their destination, which was on the 3rd floor, they entered a hallway and he was led to the last room. As Harry walked in he saw Stan's retreating back.
Looking around Harry wasn't surprised to see a rather plain room but at least it had some privacy. Sighing Harry let Hedwig out of her cage where she quickly flew to the bedpost. Then he laid down on the bed and promptly fell asleep.
As the bus accelerated, back in the now desolate room of Harry Potter's you could see all three Dursley's peering at a letter that read,
Harry,
I know that you are sad and possibly depressed but you must move on from Sirius's death. He would have not wanted you to mop around all summer. You must remember this is a war and people will die. Also I am afraid you cannot leave your house for your safety.
-Dumbledore
And as the Knight bus left Surrey the storm was still at its highest might as rain drops splattered on the ground, lightning crackled, and thunder rolled.