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Harry Potter and the Green Flame Torch
Chapter 1: The Trip Down Memory Lane
It was the middle of July and most teenagers who lived in Little Whinging were happy and celebrating because holiday was finally into full swing except for one lonely teen that sat in his room reading from a book that would not be normal to read in Little Whinging. The book was "The Standard Book of Spells Grade 5" and the boy who was reading it was none other than The Boy Who Lived Harry Potter. He had untidy black hair and green eyes and he had a thin lightning bolt scar on his forehead, which was an emblem from Lord Voldermort, the most feared dark wizard ever. Harry Potter was a wizard fresh out of his fifth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and was about to turn sixteen. Turning sixteen would make most teenagers happy but not Harry who lost his godfather and only living Wizarding relative to the hands of Lord Voldermort. Harry got up from his bed and was thinking, he began to think of all the lives Voldermort had destroyed. Voldermort destroyed Harry's life twice by killing Harry's parents and because of that Harry had to go live with muggles, who were terrible to Harry in every way possible. Then when Harry finally got a wizarding relative who broke out of Azkaban the wizarding jail he was sent to for a crime he didn't commit Voldermort took him away from Harry in the Department of Mysteries not to long ago. Then he also thought of Neville Longbottoms parents who were tortured by Voldermort supporters until they became insane. Then he thought of the Diggory's who lost their son Cedric to Voldermort in Harry's fourth year at Hogwarts. And then his thoughts began to linger on the Prophecy he had been told at the end of his fifth year by Hogwarts Headmaster Albus Dumbledore. The prophecy said that he Harry was the only person able to kill and finally defeat Lord Voldermort. This took a toll on Harry how was he a measly sixteen year old not even graduated from school yet be able to defeat The Most Powerful Dark Wizard ever. His thought again went back to Sirius his godfather he kept getting letters from his friends to not blame himself for Sirius' death, but Harry did blame it on himself because if he just studied Occlumency like he was supposed to have done he would have never had Voldermort manipulate himself into thinking that Sirius was being tortured in The Department of Mysteries. Harry then heard a tap on his window and in came an important looking owl. Harry relieved the owl of its letter and the owl flew out the window. He opened up the letter it was his O.W.L results.
Please read and review it is my first fan-fic and it definitely will be better later on. Its gonna be a HG/RW and HP/GW fic I won't post for a little bit because I am going paintball tomorrow and then to the State Fair please be patient. Thanxs
Harry Potter and the Green Flame Torch
Chapter 1: The Trip Down Memory Lane
It was the middle of July and most teenagers who lived in Little Whinging were happy and celebrating because holiday was finally into full swing except for one lonely teen that sat in his room reading from a book that would not be normal to read in Little Whinging. The book was "The Standard Book of Spells Grade 5" and the boy who was reading it was none other than The Boy Who Lived Harry Potter. He had untidy black hair and green eyes and he had a thin lightning bolt scar on his forehead, which was an emblem from Lord Voldermort, the most feared dark wizard ever. Harry Potter was a wizard fresh out of his fifth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and was about to turn sixteen. Turning sixteen would make most teenagers happy but not Harry who lost his godfather and only living Wizarding relative to the hands of Lord Voldermort. Harry got up from his bed and was thinking, he began to think of all the lives Voldermort had destroyed. Voldermort destroyed Harry's life twice by killing Harry's parents and because of that Harry had to go live with muggles, who were terrible to Harry in every way possible. Then when Harry finally got a wizarding relative who broke out of Azkaban the wizarding jail he was sent to for a crime he didn't commit Voldermort took him away from Harry in the Department of Mysteries not to long ago. Then he also thought of Neville Longbottoms parents who were tortured by Voldermort supporters until they became insane. Then he thought of the Diggory's who lost their son Cedric to Voldermort in Harry's fourth year at Hogwarts. And then his thoughts began to linger on the Prophecy he had been told at the end of his fifth year by Hogwarts Headmaster Albus Dumbledore. The prophecy said that he Harry was the only person able to kill and finally defeat Lord Voldermort. This took a toll on Harry how was he a measly sixteen year old not even graduated from school yet be able to defeat The Most Powerful Dark Wizard ever. His thought again went back to Sirius his godfather he kept getting letters from his friends to not blame himself for Sirius' death, but Harry did blame it on himself because if he just studied Occlumency like he was supposed to have done he would have never had Voldermort manipulate himself into thinking that Sirius was being tortured in The Department of Mysteries. Harry then heard a tap on his window and in came an important looking owl. Harry relieved the owl of its letter and the owl flew out the window. He opened up the letter it was his O.W.L results.
Please read and review it is my first fan-fic and it definitely will be better later on. Its gonna be a HG/RW and HP/GW fic I won't post for a little bit because I am going paintball tomorrow and then to the State Fair please be patient. Thanxs
