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!~Chapter 1~!~The Nightmare~!
It was late night, and the crunching of leaves got louder and louder. The only light in the forest was the shine of the full moon. And the only sound was the cries of two children, and two voices whispering to each other.
"When do you think he'll get here?" A deep voice asked.
"Soon. Very soon" The second voice said, turning around and pulling his hood down, as the crunching stopped, and a boy came into the scene.
"Woah!" That boy said, waking up, and falling off of his bed.
He stood up on his bedroom floor and unraveled the blanket from around his legs, and walked to his desk. He sat down and opened the top drawer, and flipped through the pile of letters. "You had to leave, Sirius. Right when I had something."
This boy's name was Harry Potter. He wasn't like most kids. He didn't like the summer holidays. And he was a wizard who attended Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
"I could right to Remus." Harry thought. "He wouldn't understand. Nobody does. Only Sirius."
His Godfather had fallen behind the curtain in the Ministry of Magic the year before. Nobody knows if he's was dead or not. But he wasn't there.
He shoved the letters back into the drawer and walked to his open window to wait for his snowy owl, Hedwig, to come back from her night flight.
She usually stayed out for many hours like this. Harry wasn't worried.
The moon was full and Harry was wondering what Remus was doing. He was one of Harry's teachers in Harry's 3rd year. He tought Defense Against the Dark Arts. He left when rumors started about him being a werewolf. Which were, in fact, true.
"He's probably in some forest. Or maybe at the Shreiking Shack." Harry thought.
Wherever he was, Harry knew Remus wouldn't get a letter tonight if anybody sent one.
Just when Harry was about to go back into his bed, Hedwig came flying into the window, looking as if she was being chased. Harry shut the window immediatly and saw some untrained owls come toward the window, and slow down as they saw Harry shut it.
Harry opened his owls' cage, the owl flew in, and Harry shut it quietly. He was quiet to be careful not to wake his aunt, uncle, and cousin. The Dursleys. They wern't the nicest people. In fact, they wern't really nice at all. Even though they did let Harry have his cousin Dudley's second bedroom where he used to keep his toys.
Harry layed back in his bed, hoping that he wouldn't have that same dream that he's been having since he got back from his 5th year at Hogwarts. But he did fall back asleep.
!~Chapter 1~!~The Nightmare~!
It was late night, and the crunching of leaves got louder and louder. The only light in the forest was the shine of the full moon. And the only sound was the cries of two children, and two voices whispering to each other.
"When do you think he'll get here?" A deep voice asked.
"Soon. Very soon" The second voice said, turning around and pulling his hood down, as the crunching stopped, and a boy came into the scene.
"Woah!" That boy said, waking up, and falling off of his bed.
He stood up on his bedroom floor and unraveled the blanket from around his legs, and walked to his desk. He sat down and opened the top drawer, and flipped through the pile of letters. "You had to leave, Sirius. Right when I had something."
This boy's name was Harry Potter. He wasn't like most kids. He didn't like the summer holidays. And he was a wizard who attended Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
"I could right to Remus." Harry thought. "He wouldn't understand. Nobody does. Only Sirius."
His Godfather had fallen behind the curtain in the Ministry of Magic the year before. Nobody knows if he's was dead or not. But he wasn't there.
He shoved the letters back into the drawer and walked to his open window to wait for his snowy owl, Hedwig, to come back from her night flight.
She usually stayed out for many hours like this. Harry wasn't worried.
The moon was full and Harry was wondering what Remus was doing. He was one of Harry's teachers in Harry's 3rd year. He tought Defense Against the Dark Arts. He left when rumors started about him being a werewolf. Which were, in fact, true.
"He's probably in some forest. Or maybe at the Shreiking Shack." Harry thought.
Wherever he was, Harry knew Remus wouldn't get a letter tonight if anybody sent one.
Just when Harry was about to go back into his bed, Hedwig came flying into the window, looking as if she was being chased. Harry shut the window immediatly and saw some untrained owls come toward the window, and slow down as they saw Harry shut it.
Harry opened his owls' cage, the owl flew in, and Harry shut it quietly. He was quiet to be careful not to wake his aunt, uncle, and cousin. The Dursleys. They wern't the nicest people. In fact, they wern't really nice at all. Even though they did let Harry have his cousin Dudley's second bedroom where he used to keep his toys.
Harry layed back in his bed, hoping that he wouldn't have that same dream that he's been having since he got back from his 5th year at Hogwarts. But he did fall back asleep.