Hye ya'll! I hope you like this story cause I am workin' real hard n it!
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Here it was. September 1st had finally come and Harry was all packed and ready to go. Not to Hogwarts, of course. You see, the brilliance of his plan was to lead Voldemort away from Hogwarts and everyone he loved and cared about. He had trained and studied all summer and he was ready…for Beauxbatons. Yes, he was going to Beauxbatons and was hoping to lead Voldemort away from Hogwarts and weedle some death eaters away before he finally defeated him. Sound confusing? It is. That's why Harry decided to use it. Voldemort wasn't smart enough for that.
Harry stepped out of the house with a backpack swung over his shoulder. Inside the backpack was a change of clothes, his invisibility cloak and his shrunken trunk. Due to the events of his fourth year, he ad been allowed to do magic over the summer and had spent the time not only magically training but physically as well. He apparated (illegally, of course) outside the barriers of Beauxbatons and began walking up. By the time he got there it was nightfall. He cast a charm on himself to make himself look beat up with a nice bruise on his cheek. He also changed his appearance. He now had blonde hair, blue eyes, and no scar. Then he cast a charm to put him to sleep and he collapsed to the ground, hand still grasping his wand.
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Madame Maxime looked up from her meal thoughtfully. There was something different. She could feel it. There was something wrong. Just then, Pierre Dunbar, the school caretaker, burst in carrying a young boy, no older that 15, who seemed to be a trifle injured. She stood up immediately. (AN I'm not going to do the accents because I suck
"What is the meaning of this?" She boomed over the hall.
"I found him outside like this ma'am" Said Pierre.
"Well then, take him up to Madame Gibson (AN Hey Autumn:heehee) for treatment!" she screeched, returning to her meal and giving her students a look that clearly said 'get back to eating and stop staring'. They obliged immediately.
IN THE HOSPITAL WING
Harry groaned. He had a massive headache. He sat up and looked around. He was in a hospital wing…but not Hogwarts. He smiled to himself.
He was in.
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