Chapter 1: Awaking of the Power
H arry Potter sighed, as he looked at the watch on his cousin Dudley wrist. It was five minutes until his eleventh birthday. The young boy looked down at the dust, he had drawn the shape of a cake with Happy Birthday Harry on it.
Harry put his head in his hands as he remembered what had brought the Dursily and him to this shack on an island out in the middle of the sea. It had all started when Harry had received a letter. Before he could read the letter, his Uncle had read it and thrown it into the fire. The strangest thing was that the next mourning four more identical letters for Harry had arrived; his large Uncle Vernon had thrown each unturned into the fire.
Harry glanced at his cousin's watch; it was one minute until midnight. Harry finished drawing the candles and heard the watch go off
"Make a wish Harry." Spoke the eleven year old quietly into the darkness of the room. The green-eyed boy took a breath and blew on the dust cake until it was gone. Suddenly the room was filled with a strange golden light.
Harry jumped up from the sleeping bag. The walls were glowing and the fire had turned into a bright gold color.
"Dudley, Wake Up! Something strange is going on? Dudley?" asked Harry looking over to the large boy. Harry walked over to the boy and tried to wake him up knowing that if did he would get yelled at by Petunia and Vernon for waking there precious little boy, which is completely wrong since the last time Dudley was little he was one year old.
Something was wrong. Dudley would not wake up and Harry suspected that if he tried to wake the senior Dursily they would not.
"What am I going to do?" thought Harry as he looked around the room. Harry noticed that in one corner of the shack that there were five different colored. As Harry watch in fascination, the lights took the forms of two women and three men. One man appeared to be older then the rest of them.
"H-Hello." Spoke Harry as he gazed at the group of people in the corner. He noticed that the younger two men were holding the hands of the women. Now the noticed this he also noted that they were dressed in strange looking robes. The oldest of the three men was wearing a dark blue robe. The next older man on his left was wearing dark green robes and the oldest women, who was holding his hand, was wearing dark yellow robes.
The other couple on the other side of the blue robed men's sight were different then the other couple. For one they looked like they were in there early twenties. The black haired man was wearing deep crimson ropes and the young woman was wearing deep purple ropes.
"Hello, there Harry
"Hello, Harry." Spoke the blue robed figure softly.
"Look, Godric! He has your hair." Spoke the lady in purple looking at Harry with love in her eyes. This surprised Harry who had never knowing anyone to look at him like that before.
"I recognize that unruly hair anywhere. You're right Rowena. He did get my hair." Said the man who was referred to as Godric.
"He may have your hair but those eyes are mine." Spoke the man who was dressed in emerald green robes.
Harry just starred at the strange group. He did notice that both men were right. The crimson robed man and him did have the same hair. The green robed person was right too.
"I think were scaring him." Spoke the women in yellow for the first time in a grandmotherly sort of voice.
"Don't be afraid of us, Harry," said the women named Rowena.
"She's right, lad. We would' not hurt you for all the gold in Gringotts." Said the man in the emerald green robes.
Harry was still in shock. His eyes were huge and could not seam to speak.
"Are you going to say anything?" asked the man in the blue robe with a smile.
"Who. Who are you?" asked Harry in a small voice.
They all smile at this. The man in the blue robed stepped forward a little. Harry took a step back. This caused the other two men to laugh.
"Afraid much. Isn't he?" said the man in the green to Godric with a laugh.
"Apparently." Agreed Godric with a laugh.
Harry's temper went up at this remark. He looked at the two laughing who were also being looked at by the other three in the room. "Godric! Salazar! Really! You two had better be careful. By the way things look, he has both of your tempers." Said the woman in yellow.
Harry took a deep breath and faced the people in the room.
"Who are you?" demeaned Harry in a voice that left no room for arguing.
The man in blue turned to face him.
"Harry, we are your ancestors. My name is Merlin." Said Merlin to a shocked Harry.
Please Review. This is the first chapter of another story I have written. I am going to finish the rest of the Order of the Phoenix, but it is hard with my schedule. It won't be until after Christmas when I will be able to update every few days. Until then expect an update every week or two.
H arry Potter sighed, as he looked at the watch on his cousin Dudley wrist. It was five minutes until his eleventh birthday. The young boy looked down at the dust, he had drawn the shape of a cake with Happy Birthday Harry on it.
Harry put his head in his hands as he remembered what had brought the Dursily and him to this shack on an island out in the middle of the sea. It had all started when Harry had received a letter. Before he could read the letter, his Uncle had read it and thrown it into the fire. The strangest thing was that the next mourning four more identical letters for Harry had arrived; his large Uncle Vernon had thrown each unturned into the fire.
Harry glanced at his cousin's watch; it was one minute until midnight. Harry finished drawing the candles and heard the watch go off
"Make a wish Harry." Spoke the eleven year old quietly into the darkness of the room. The green-eyed boy took a breath and blew on the dust cake until it was gone. Suddenly the room was filled with a strange golden light.
Harry jumped up from the sleeping bag. The walls were glowing and the fire had turned into a bright gold color.
"Dudley, Wake Up! Something strange is going on? Dudley?" asked Harry looking over to the large boy. Harry walked over to the boy and tried to wake him up knowing that if did he would get yelled at by Petunia and Vernon for waking there precious little boy, which is completely wrong since the last time Dudley was little he was one year old.
Something was wrong. Dudley would not wake up and Harry suspected that if he tried to wake the senior Dursily they would not.
"What am I going to do?" thought Harry as he looked around the room. Harry noticed that in one corner of the shack that there were five different colored. As Harry watch in fascination, the lights took the forms of two women and three men. One man appeared to be older then the rest of them.
"H-Hello." Spoke Harry as he gazed at the group of people in the corner. He noticed that the younger two men were holding the hands of the women. Now the noticed this he also noted that they were dressed in strange looking robes. The oldest of the three men was wearing a dark blue robe. The next older man on his left was wearing dark green robes and the oldest women, who was holding his hand, was wearing dark yellow robes.
The other couple on the other side of the blue robed men's sight were different then the other couple. For one they looked like they were in there early twenties. The black haired man was wearing deep crimson ropes and the young woman was wearing deep purple ropes.
"Hello, there Harry
"Hello, Harry." Spoke the blue robed figure softly.
"Look, Godric! He has your hair." Spoke the lady in purple looking at Harry with love in her eyes. This surprised Harry who had never knowing anyone to look at him like that before.
"I recognize that unruly hair anywhere. You're right Rowena. He did get my hair." Said the man who was referred to as Godric.
"He may have your hair but those eyes are mine." Spoke the man who was dressed in emerald green robes.
Harry just starred at the strange group. He did notice that both men were right. The crimson robed man and him did have the same hair. The green robed person was right too.
"I think were scaring him." Spoke the women in yellow for the first time in a grandmotherly sort of voice.
"Don't be afraid of us, Harry," said the women named Rowena.
"She's right, lad. We would' not hurt you for all the gold in Gringotts." Said the man in the emerald green robes.
Harry was still in shock. His eyes were huge and could not seam to speak.
"Are you going to say anything?" asked the man in the blue robe with a smile.
"Who. Who are you?" asked Harry in a small voice.
They all smile at this. The man in the blue robed stepped forward a little. Harry took a step back. This caused the other two men to laugh.
"Afraid much. Isn't he?" said the man in the green to Godric with a laugh.
"Apparently." Agreed Godric with a laugh.
Harry's temper went up at this remark. He looked at the two laughing who were also being looked at by the other three in the room. "Godric! Salazar! Really! You two had better be careful. By the way things look, he has both of your tempers." Said the woman in yellow.
Harry took a deep breath and faced the people in the room.
"Who are you?" demeaned Harry in a voice that left no room for arguing.
The man in blue turned to face him.
"Harry, we are your ancestors. My name is Merlin." Said Merlin to a shocked Harry.
Please Review. This is the first chapter of another story I have written. I am going to finish the rest of the Order of the Phoenix, but it is hard with my schedule. It won't be until after Christmas when I will be able to update every few days. Until then expect an update every week or two.