"Crabbe Tree"
Disclaimer: I don't own HP, Ms. (Or Mrs.?) Rowling does!
Chapter One: The Boyfriend
It's Harry Potter's fifth year in school. Right now, Harry is in his room, alone except for Hedwig's empty cage. "I wonder what everyone else is doing right now. Sirius, Ron, Hermione, all of them. I'm sure it's more interesting that what I'm doing. Just think of tomorrow, Harry. Oh no! I'm talking to myself!"
"HARRY!" Aunt Petunia screeches from the stairs. "Come wash the car, or else no meals for a week!!"
"Coming, Aunt Petunia." Harry trudges down the stairs to do the last chore of the summer. Tomorrow, Harry leaves for school. Now I know what you're thinking, "Oh! Harry must go to a private school." Well, you're partly right. Harry goes to a school so private, that unless you knew it was there, you'd never find it. Harry attends Hogworts; School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. He goes to London and takes a train there every year from Platform 9 ¾. He spends all of his holidays there too, considering where he'd have to go if he didn't.
It was late when Harry finished washing the car, so he headed straight to bed when he was finished. When he went up to his room, Hedwig was sitting on his bed munching on a mouse, with two letters! "Yes!" Harry yells and lunges for the letters. "Ron and Hermione!"
"Dear Harry, How are you? Everything's fine here. Fred and George are grounded for inventing a candy that makes you forget how to speak English and gave it to Percy before his interview at the ministry. It was really funny though. He could only speak Polish and it took mum and dad an hour to figure how to fix him! Anyways, I can't wait to see you tomorrow! Guess what? Hermione has a new boyfriend! She won't tell me who though, can you wheedle it out of her? Good luck! Bye, Ron."
"A boy friend? I wonder if it's Viktor. Oh! I have a letter from her, maybe she wrote about it."
"Dear Harry, How is everything? Did you finish your homework? I got it all done in June so I could be free the rest of the summer. I read a fascinating book about Witchcraft in the 1920's and I also got a copy of "Hogworts; a History, Revised" Now you and Ron can read it! Then I can stop telling you everything. I hope to see you tomorrow! Bye, Hermione."
"What, nothing about her new beau?! I'll just ask her tomorrow." And with that, Harry packed his trunk and went to bed.
Disclaimer: I don't own HP, Ms. (Or Mrs.?) Rowling does!
Chapter One: The Boyfriend
It's Harry Potter's fifth year in school. Right now, Harry is in his room, alone except for Hedwig's empty cage. "I wonder what everyone else is doing right now. Sirius, Ron, Hermione, all of them. I'm sure it's more interesting that what I'm doing. Just think of tomorrow, Harry. Oh no! I'm talking to myself!"
"HARRY!" Aunt Petunia screeches from the stairs. "Come wash the car, or else no meals for a week!!"
"Coming, Aunt Petunia." Harry trudges down the stairs to do the last chore of the summer. Tomorrow, Harry leaves for school. Now I know what you're thinking, "Oh! Harry must go to a private school." Well, you're partly right. Harry goes to a school so private, that unless you knew it was there, you'd never find it. Harry attends Hogworts; School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. He goes to London and takes a train there every year from Platform 9 ¾. He spends all of his holidays there too, considering where he'd have to go if he didn't.
It was late when Harry finished washing the car, so he headed straight to bed when he was finished. When he went up to his room, Hedwig was sitting on his bed munching on a mouse, with two letters! "Yes!" Harry yells and lunges for the letters. "Ron and Hermione!"
"Dear Harry, How are you? Everything's fine here. Fred and George are grounded for inventing a candy that makes you forget how to speak English and gave it to Percy before his interview at the ministry. It was really funny though. He could only speak Polish and it took mum and dad an hour to figure how to fix him! Anyways, I can't wait to see you tomorrow! Guess what? Hermione has a new boyfriend! She won't tell me who though, can you wheedle it out of her? Good luck! Bye, Ron."
"A boy friend? I wonder if it's Viktor. Oh! I have a letter from her, maybe she wrote about it."
"Dear Harry, How is everything? Did you finish your homework? I got it all done in June so I could be free the rest of the summer. I read a fascinating book about Witchcraft in the 1920's and I also got a copy of "Hogworts; a History, Revised" Now you and Ron can read it! Then I can stop telling you everything. I hope to see you tomorrow! Bye, Hermione."
"What, nothing about her new beau?! I'll just ask her tomorrow." And with that, Harry packed his trunk and went to bed.