Michael
Irene presents
Disclaimer:
I don't own Harry Potter and if I did, I think it would be a tad better
Harry
Potter and The Legend of Ultima
Across an ocean and over mountains. Into
valleys and through forests. Find a castle and find a court. There you'll find
what you seek.
Harry
Potter woke with a start on number four Privet Drive.
Almost automatically,
he reached for a thin scar shaped like a lightning bolt.
Although
this may seem strange to you and I, to Harry Potter it was routine.
It was
normal if you were Harry Potter, attended Hogwarts, and was written on
Voldemorts
to do list as 9:00- Kill Harry Potter. However, there was something different
about this.
His
scar didn't hurt. That is something that Harry Potter was not used to.
He was
used to seeing a mangled corpse lying on the ground then jumping up and yelling
things, he couldn't understand.
This
was exactly the type of thing his godfather Sirius would want to hear.
(A/N: I
suck at writing letters so you can just imagine the letter)
After
finishing the letter, he put it on his desk so he could get his owl, Hedwig, to
deliver it tomorrow night.
He then
retreated to his bed so he could begin fumbling over what the dream meant.
The
words were still fresh in his mind when he looked over at his alarm clock to
find it saying 5:30 am.
He let out a groan and tried to go to bed.
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At high
noon, that very day a red eyed Harry Potter was hit in a head by a small object
that he recognized as Pigwidgeon, his best friend Ron Weasly's owl. It was
carrying a small bag and letter reading:
(A/N:If
your wondering why iam writing this letter, its because I didn't feel like
writing the other one)
Dear
Harry,
This is
Ginny in case you're wondering. It is very dull here and Ron has been mopping
around for a while.
Anyway,
Friday is Rons birthday and sense I don't have any money I was hoping you could
come on Friday as Rons present.
Ginny
After
scribbling a note on the back of the letter, he went inside to tell the Dursleys
he was going to London, grabbed his wand, and went off on the Knight Bus.
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