Harry Potter - The Chance to make things right

~Author's Note~

This is a version of Harry Potter Series but with an added character named Kathy.

This Story/Book is about her, who read all the Harry Potter Books, and knows everything that will happen in the future. She tries to make things better, and prevent the disasters that will occur, but if she makes the wrong move, it can end up making things worse.

By the way it would help understand what is happening if you read the books!

The first paragraph fills you in on where we are at, so if it seems rather boring. it will get better! I promise! Also this story has been changed.

Harry Potter and the Philosopher Stone

Chapter One: Trip to Hogwarts

(YOU MAY SKIP THIS PARAGRAPH IF YOU READ HARRY POTTER 1 BEFORE)

There was once a murderous mass murder name 'Voldemort' who was impossible to defeat. If Voldemort, also known as 'He Who Must Not Be Named' or 'You know who' decides to kill you, there is no way of escaping it . Nobody ever escaped him. All except one. Harry Potter, also known as 'The Chosen One' is the only known wizard who escaped Voldemort. He was only a baby when he survived. Voldemort had killed both his parent, Lily and James, but did not manage to kill Harry but left a lightening shaped scar on Harry's forehead. Since then, Harry was raised by the Dursleys, who he disliked very much.

Nearly ten years has passed.

"Up! Get up! Now!" screeched Aunt Petunia at the top of her lungs. Harry woke with a start and walked into the kitchen, with half-open eyes. "I need you to look after the bacon. And don't you dare let it burn, I want everything perfect on Dudley's birthday." Dudley's birthday - how could he have forgotten? Harry served everyone bacon, with Dudley having twelve on his plate under his orders, for Dudley was over-weight.

Dudley aggressively unwrapped all of his thirty-nine presents without a single 'thank-you' to his parents. Meanwhile Harry walked to the door for mail.

"Uncle Vernon, Uncle Vernon, Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia, Dudley, HARRY POTTER!" Harry said startled, just to himself. Harry never got mail. He had no friends, family members. No one. Who would ever mail him?

Harry read the front of the envelope.

Mr H. Potter

The Cupboard under the stairs

4 Private Drive

Surrey

The envelope was thick and heavy, made of yellowish parchment, and the address was written in emerald-green ink. There was no stamp.

Turning the envelope over, his hands trembling, Harry saw a purple wax seal bearing the coat of arms; a lion, an eagle, a badger and a snake surrounding the large letter 'H'. Harry aggressively opened the letter which revealed an invitation.

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore

Dear Mr Potter,

We are pleased to inform you that you have a place at Hogwarts School Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.

Term begins on 1 September. We wait your owl by no later that 31 July.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall

Deputy Headmistress

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Nearly two weeks have passed, as I emerged from platform 9 3/4. I would be going to Hogwarts with the intense future ahead of me. It all depends on me to get it right. I looked towards the Hogwarts Express, steam escaping. It was nearly time to go, before the adventure begins. As I walked into the train, I spotted Hermione in one of the compartments. I must make sure to become her friend, to make things easier. I stumbled into her compartment.

"Hey, I'm Kathy Withington," I introduced casually as though we were already friends.

"Hello Kathy, I am Hermione Granger. Have you seen a toad named Trevor?"

"No, I haven't but Neville will find it before the sorting, don't worry."

"How do you know that!?" Hermione asked, looking stunned.

"Eh? Ohh... umm Neville asked me already and I am just saying that to... uhh... make you less worried," I lied. I have to be more careful.

"Oh well okay... Have you read Hogwarts: A History? It is full of fascinating information about some astonishing events that happened in the past!!!" The rest of the trip went on like this, with Hermione ranting on about school books until the train slowly turned to a stop, in which I gladly unloaded my suitcase and left for Hogwarts where I would soon be sorted.