The Fifth Year
CHAPTER 1


A/n: this is my first story- please read and review. :)

Harry woke up to the sound of loud pounding, which seemed to be coming from outside. His face was warm from the sunlight that was streaming through his window. He walked over to the window, and saw a moving van in the neighbors driveway. The pounding was coming from one of the movers putting a 'For Sale' sign in the yard.

"Isn't it a bit abrupt to be moving the same day you put out the 'For Sale' sign?," Harry thought.

He always knew the neighbors were strange; they moved in five years ago and he saw them once, yelling at the newspaper boy. He wondered who would be moving in next.

Suddenly, a sharp "HARRRYYYYYY!!!!!" interrupted his thoughts, and he wondered what he had done this time. He quickly threw on some clothes and ran downstairs.

"Yes Aunt Petunia?"

"I thought I told you to be down at 8:00 for breakfast?"

"But it's only 7:45!"

"Well, by the time you make your bed, scrub the sink, and do the trash, it will be well after 8:00!"

With a sigh, Harry went upstairs to his room. On his way, he almost tripped on Dudley's new Gameboy he had smashed in a fit. When he reached his room, he saw Hedwig was back, and noticed a pile of items on his bed.

"Wow Hedwig, did you have to fly with all that?"

Almost in answer to his question, Harry saw three other owls take off from a tree outside his window. Harry examined his pile, and found a letter from Ron and Hermione, a box of candy from Mrs. Weasley, and another letter from Sirus. He decided to read the letters later, for he was hungry and wanted some breakfast.

***

Lauralina paced back and forth in her room. Her family's home was going to be sold in a week, and they still hadn't found a place to live. They needed to relocate because her dad had gotten transfered, but they couldn't seem to find the 'right' home. She wondered if they would have to stay at a hotel.

"Laur????"

"Yeah Krissa?"

"Mom wants us to look at pictures of a house daddy found."

"Okay, I'll be down in a minute!"

Lauralina anxiously put on her shoes and ran downstairs.

"Laura dear, your father and I think we have finally found the perfect home!"

"Well, it took you guys long enough!!!!," Lauralina said excitedly. "So, where is it?"

Lauralina's mother and father exchanged glances.

"Well dear", said her mother precariously, "it's a very lovely house, but a few compensations must be made."

"Mom, don't tell me we are moving in to a muggle neighborhood.", said Lauralina.

"Laura, Krissa, I'm afraid to say it, but that's our only choice. Start getting your things together. We have a lot to do before we move."

"MOM!!!!! We can't move into a muggle neighborhood! We won't be able to do anything!" Laura couldn't believe her parents were even considering this absurd idea.

"Honey, there is a wonderful school that you will be attending. It's called Hogwarts. It has a great reputation, especially with Albus Dumbledore as the headmaster."

"But mom......"

"Lauralina, I don't want to hear another word. Please start packing."

Laura groaned and stomped to her room. She wondered how she would live without practicing on her new broomstick, the Nimbus 2001. They wouldn't be able to use any obvious magic, and they couldn't even use the flying car.

"Well", she said to herself, "I guess we're just gonna have to make do. Better that than a hotel room."

Even though she wouldn't admit it, she was excited to be going to a real wizarding and witchcraft school. She had been tutored all her life by her mother, and it would be a great experience to learn from real teachers.

***A WEEK LATER***

Laura couldn't wait to see the new house.

"Dad are we there yet?"

"Almost Krissa......there it is!"

"Dad it looks just like the pictures! Only it seems even bigger!"

They pulled in the driveway, and Laura couldn't help but noticing yelling coming from their neighbor's house.

"Uh mom...."

"Well, since muggles can't put a silencing spell on their children, we may be hearing that quite a lot dear."

Laura didn't care. The house was beautiful, not to mention twice as big as their old house. She ran upstairs, and gasped as she saw one of the rooms. Sun was shining in through delicate lace curtains, and it had a skylight, and even a small porch. She knew this had to be her room.

***

Harry couldn't help but noticing a car pulling up in his neighbor's driveway, and a family of four getting out. One of the two girls looked about his age, and he also noticed she was very pretty.

"She's probably a muggle," he thought. "I guess I shouldn't get to interested."

"HARRRRRYYYYY!"

He sighed and ran down the stairs.

"Yes Aunt Petunia?"

"We are going to greet the new neighbors. You stay here. We'll be back in a minute."

"Can I come?", he asked.

"NO! Definitely not! We wouldn't want to scare them out of the neighborhood would we?"

"Well, by bringing Dudley over there I guess they'll be scared enough", Harry thought.

***

After the Dursley's came back, Harry thought he'd go over and say hello himself. After all, he figured, the Dursley's wouldn't miss him.

He walked across the street and knocked on the door. Then, the girl he saw from his window answered.

"Uh, er, hi. I'm....."

"H..h...ha..harry Potter?", the girl asked in disbelief, seeing the scar on his forehead.

"Er, yeah...."

"MOOOOOOOOMMMMMM! DAAAAAADDDDDDD! KRISSSSSAAAAAA!", she screamed. "Harry Potter is here!"

Disclaimer: I don't own it. All hail to Rowling.