Chapter One, Meet Harry.
Disclaimer- I am not J. K. Rowling and I do not own any of the characters that you actually recognize.
Harry Potter and The Backwards Dimension
Harry Potter was your normal, everyday sixteen year old boy, well if you call being confronted by a dark wizard four times, being attacked by dementors and death eaters, and being the only untrained wizard to ever turn back the killing curse is normal, then Harry Potter is exceptionally normal. Harry Potter lives with the only blood family he has left during the summer at Number Four Privet Drive, maybe we should take a little insight on Harry's life.
"Aunt Petunia, Uncle Vernon," Harry cried over the dying roar of the lawn mower, "I'm done mowing the lawn!"
Aunt Petunia waved the boy off then pointed at the rose garden and the insect army that was approaching. Harry sighed, but then got to it, Harry was incredibly happy because in less than three weeks he would be boarding the Hogwarts Express at King's Cross on Platform Nine and Three quarters. Unless you haven't guessed just yet Harry Potter is no normal boy, his mother's dying for him made a temporary shield for him that brought Voldemort and his death eaters to justice... shortly. That isn't all that makes Harry so weird though, he is a wizard and a legend at Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry. But let's get back into Harry's life for now.
Harry crept into Number Four slowly; he slipped past his cousin who
was trying to reach a batch of peanut butter cookies his mother had
made earlier in the week. Harry jumped into his room and started to
pack up his things so he could fly to The Burrow, the Weasley's home.
Harry picked up his wand and thought "Hey, the Ministry has better
things to do than mess around with my life." He gave it a wave and
murmured a lightening charm toward his things (Trunk, Hedwig's cage,
etc.) Suddenly he was the size of a bee, he looked at the wand as it
fell and noticed the microscopic letters that read "Gred and Forge's
Trick Wand" that had a moving face that stuck its tongue out
repeatedly. Seconds later Harry was back to normal size. He dug
through his trunk and found ten more trick wands then through them in
the fireplace. The moving, mocking faces from the wands had come
together and formed one giant mocking face. Harry cursed his luck then
used his real wand to lighten his things. Harry Potter and his
broomstick were off to The Burrow.
A few days later Harry arrived at The Burrow
at about 10:24 P.M. Harry walked into The Burrow and he ran straight
into a low hanging banner that read "Happy Belated Birthday, Harry."
The banner also had the Chudley Cannons Quidditch Team flying around
and wishing Harry a happy belated birthday. Harry walked through the
house expecting to be greeted by Hermione and the Weasley's sooner or
later. Suddenly he saw Hermione and Mrs.Weasley approaching him, but
something about their expressions scared him fiercely. Hermione and
Mrs.Weasley's mouths had been bewitched so that they couldn't talk;
they both just pointed to a closed door frantically. Harry grabbed his
wand and ran straight through the door not knowing he wasn't just
going into a new room, but into a new dimension. Hermione and
Mrs.Weasley picked up two communication mirrors both said the words
"He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named" then Voldemort's face appeared.
"Dimension change accomplished..." They both spoke,
"master."
The Dark Lord was pleased... incredibly pleased.
A/N- This is just an idea off the top of my head; Hermione and
Mrs.Weasley are of their own freewill doing this and the reason why
will be revealed in the next chapter. Please Read and Review.
Disclaimer- I am not J. K. Rowling and I do not own any of the characters that you actually recognize.
Harry Potter and The Backwards Dimension
Harry Potter was your normal, everyday sixteen year old boy, well if you call being confronted by a dark wizard four times, being attacked by dementors and death eaters, and being the only untrained wizard to ever turn back the killing curse is normal, then Harry Potter is exceptionally normal. Harry Potter lives with the only blood family he has left during the summer at Number Four Privet Drive, maybe we should take a little insight on Harry's life.
"Aunt Petunia, Uncle Vernon," Harry cried over the dying roar of the lawn mower, "I'm done mowing the lawn!"
Aunt Petunia waved the boy off then pointed at the rose garden and the insect army that was approaching. Harry sighed, but then got to it, Harry was incredibly happy because in less than three weeks he would be boarding the Hogwarts Express at King's Cross on Platform Nine and Three quarters. Unless you haven't guessed just yet Harry Potter is no normal boy, his mother's dying for him made a temporary shield for him that brought Voldemort and his death eaters to justice... shortly. That isn't all that makes Harry so weird though, he is a wizard and a legend at Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry. But let's get back into Harry's life for now.
Harry crept into Number Four slowly; he slipped past his cousin who
was trying to reach a batch of peanut butter cookies his mother had
made earlier in the week. Harry jumped into his room and started to
pack up his things so he could fly to The Burrow, the Weasley's home.
Harry picked up his wand and thought "Hey, the Ministry has better
things to do than mess around with my life." He gave it a wave and
murmured a lightening charm toward his things (Trunk, Hedwig's cage,
etc.) Suddenly he was the size of a bee, he looked at the wand as it
fell and noticed the microscopic letters that read "Gred and Forge's
Trick Wand" that had a moving face that stuck its tongue out
repeatedly. Seconds later Harry was back to normal size. He dug
through his trunk and found ten more trick wands then through them in
the fireplace. The moving, mocking faces from the wands had come
together and formed one giant mocking face. Harry cursed his luck then
used his real wand to lighten his things. Harry Potter and his
broomstick were off to The Burrow.
A few days later Harry arrived at The Burrow
at about 10:24 P.M. Harry walked into The Burrow and he ran straight
into a low hanging banner that read "Happy Belated Birthday, Harry."
The banner also had the Chudley Cannons Quidditch Team flying around
and wishing Harry a happy belated birthday. Harry walked through the
house expecting to be greeted by Hermione and the Weasley's sooner or
later. Suddenly he saw Hermione and Mrs.Weasley approaching him, but
something about their expressions scared him fiercely. Hermione and
Mrs.Weasley's mouths had been bewitched so that they couldn't talk;
they both just pointed to a closed door frantically. Harry grabbed his
wand and ran straight through the door not knowing he wasn't just
going into a new room, but into a new dimension. Hermione and
Mrs.Weasley picked up two communication mirrors both said the words
"He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named" then Voldemort's face appeared.
"Dimension change accomplished..." They both spoke,
"master."
The Dark Lord was pleased... incredibly pleased.
A/N- This is just an idea off the top of my head; Hermione and
Mrs.Weasley are of their own freewill doing this and the reason why
will be revealed in the next chapter. Please Read and Review.