CLASSIFICATION: PG-13 for mild violence later on in the story.
SUMMARY: It's Harry's seventh year at Hogwarts. Strange things are happening at the school, and with some help from his friends, Harry is pushed head first into it.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Harry Potter, in any way, shape or form. I love to read the books, but I sure don't own them. J.K. Rowling and WB do. This is simply a tribute to the Harry Potter series. I am making no money from this and I'm just enjoying sharing my own crazy ideas.
AUTHORS NOTE: This was my first fan fiction that I ever posted. I pulled it down because it needed to be re-written. However, I have decided to keep this as it is, and use it as a template for the next fic after 'Hate & Love' I hope you all enjoy... This was written almost three years ago and hasn't been changed since. I am under no delusions that it is any good. Just something I wrote. This will not be going any further than it already is. The muse is gone for this timeline... and has moved into the 'Hate & Love' line.
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Chapter One
An Owl Arrives
This summer seemed to be one of the worst that Harry had ever faced. The Dursleys seemed to have found new ways to torture him. He had only been back at the Dursleys a week, but already he knew life was going to be miserable this summer. This was Harry's last summer with the Dursleys, as next year was Harry's seventh and final year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. He would be free to do what he pleased once he finished school and was already making plans to get a flat with Ron, his best friend, once they finished.
Things had been going downhill ever since he got off the train at platform nine and three-quarters. The Dursleys hadn't even been there to pick him up this time. He made his farewells to Ron and Hermione, made his way though the curtain when his time came, and went to the street to wait for the Knight Bus.
The Knight Bus didn't arrive until after dark so, a number of hours later, he arrived at the Dursleys. This caused Harry to be in a lot of trouble. Uncle Vernon was furious at the fact that Harry arrived at his home after midnight and, in retaliation, locked him in his room. The cat flap was still on the door from previous years and his food was pushed through each day. There were some things going in Harry's favor. So far, Uncle Vernon hadn't put the bars back on the window and he also left the trunk in Harry's room instead of locking it in the cupboard under the stairs. He still seemed to be afraid of Harry's godfather turning up. This gave Harry plenty of time to work on his summer homework.
He looked nothing like his Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia, or cousin Dudley. Although he was no longer small, as he had hit a growth spurt in his sixth year at Hogwarts, he was still rather lanky. However, what really set him apart from the rest of his family, and even the wizarding world, was the thin scar on his forehead shaped like a bolt of lightning. Uncle Vernon was a big, beefy man with hardly any neck and a large mustache. Aunt Petunia was thin, blonde, and had twice the usual amount of neck. Dudley was rounder than he was tall and was reaching the size of a killer whale. As much as Harry despised living with the Dursleys, they were his only living relatives.
Harry sent out his snowy white owl, Hedwig, for help from his friends and for gathering food on the first day he was locked in his room. He knew that even though it had been six days already, there was no way that Hedwig could get to Ron, Hermione and Hagrid in such a short amount of time. He was hoping that she returned soon; he missed her company.
Early on the morning of July 7, Harry woke up to the sound of tapping on his bedroom window and scrambled out of bed hoping to see Hedwig, but it wasn't her. It was one of the school owls; he recognized the school crest on a chain around its neck. He opened the window and the school owl flew over to Hedwig's cage, where Harry put out some owl treats and fresh water in the dishes. Then, taking the envelope off the leg of the owl and opening it, he removed the letter and started to read."Mr. Potter, you are needed at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry on July 10th, at precisely noon. I have enclosed a port key that will bring you to the school grounds at 11:32 a.m. ...Harry dumped the rest of the contents of the envelope onto his bed at reading that line and picked up the little button fell onto the bed. He assumed it was the port key....Send an owl with a reply as soon as possible to the school."Yours truly
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)Why did Professor Dumbledore want him at the school in three days? How was he to get out of the room without the Dursleys noticing? What if Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon actually came into the room while he was gone or he didn't get back before they pushed in his evening meal? They would get angry with him, perhaps even kick him out of the house. Where would he go if they did that? He had been staying at the Weasleys on and off for the last five summers with Ron and trusted them but he didn't want to bother them with his problems.
He knew that he would be going to the meeting at the school on the 10th, no matter what the consequences were. Professor Dumbledore had never asked him to come to him over the summer so it had to very important. He didn't want to upset him.
Pulling out a fresh piece of parchment, Harry started to write an answer to the professor.Professor Dumbledore,
I will use the port key that you sent me, and I will be at the school on the morning of the 10th. Has something happened? Have I done something to cause a problem?Yours truly,
Harry PotterHarry got off his bed and went over to the owl that was just finishing having a drink. Looking at the owl, he patted it on the head; then tied the parchment to its leg. Smiling, he said, "Thank you, please take this to Professor Dumbledore."
At that, the owl took off and flew out the window.
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Three days later, Harry woke up early and started cleaning up his room. Not knowing when he would be returning to the Dursleys, he didn't want to leave anything out that they may recognize as a part of his school things. He knew that they would be coming up to let him out to use the washroom in the evening, probably around 8 p.m. It would give him about eight hours to do whatever the professor wanted and get back to his room without ever knowing he was gone.
Hedwig returned the day before, bringing food from the Weasleys. Hermione had also sent some food. They all knew what the Dursleys were like. In the summer before Harry's 2nd year, they had done this before; locked him in this room, fed him in small amounts, and barred the windows. The Weasley twins, Fred and George, and Ron broke him out that time. Then, in the summers before Harry's 4th and 5th year, his cousin, Dudley, was placed on a very unsuccessful diet, and Harry was forced on it as well. Luckily, with of the help of Hermione, Ron and Hagrid, Harry received enough food to fill his empty belly that summer.
Harry gave Hedwig some time to rest and then sent her back to Ron that same day along with a note. He told him that he was heading to the school the next day on request from Professor Dumbledore. He also asked Ron to keep Hedwig with him until he received another owl from the school to tell him where to send her.
After he finished cleaning the room, he sat on his bed and looked at the little button. He felt anxious. Why was he wanted at the school? Professor Dumbledore didn't send a reply to his questions so he worried about why he was summoned. It was only hours to go before he was pulled by the port key to the school. He had used port keys before; the first time was to the Quidditch World Cup and back to The Burrow. That night, upon winning in TriWizard Tourname, he and Cedric Diggory were taken away by port key when they grasped the TriWizard Cup. Harry faced Lord Voldemort and Cedric died by Voldemort's hand. He had no idea what to expect this time when he landed.
Trying to clear his head, he started to think about his godfather, Sirius Black. He hadn't heard from him for a couple months. Sirius always contacted him at least once a month, and Harry was starting to worry. There was nothing in the Daily Prophet stating that Sirius had been caught and Harry knew that must still be safe, but why wasn't he writing?
The alarm clock sitting beside Harry's bed went off at exactly 11:30 a.m. He jumped, quickly turning the alarm off, not wanting Uncle Vernon to open the door. He got lost within his thoughts wondering where his godfather was that the alarm startled him. Picking up the button, he looked around and waited the last two minutes.
Feeling the familiar jerk underneath his navel, Harry was pulled to the school in a whirl of wind and color.
SUMMARY: It's Harry's seventh year at Hogwarts. Strange things are happening at the school, and with some help from his friends, Harry is pushed head first into it.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Harry Potter, in any way, shape or form. I love to read the books, but I sure don't own them. J.K. Rowling and WB do. This is simply a tribute to the Harry Potter series. I am making no money from this and I'm just enjoying sharing my own crazy ideas.
AUTHORS NOTE: This was my first fan fiction that I ever posted. I pulled it down because it needed to be re-written. However, I have decided to keep this as it is, and use it as a template for the next fic after 'Hate & Love' I hope you all enjoy... This was written almost three years ago and hasn't been changed since. I am under no delusions that it is any good. Just something I wrote. This will not be going any further than it already is. The muse is gone for this timeline... and has moved into the 'Hate & Love' line.
Chapter One
An Owl Arrives
This summer seemed to be one of the worst that Harry had ever faced. The Dursleys seemed to have found new ways to torture him. He had only been back at the Dursleys a week, but already he knew life was going to be miserable this summer. This was Harry's last summer with the Dursleys, as next year was Harry's seventh and final year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. He would be free to do what he pleased once he finished school and was already making plans to get a flat with Ron, his best friend, once they finished.
Things had been going downhill ever since he got off the train at platform nine and three-quarters. The Dursleys hadn't even been there to pick him up this time. He made his farewells to Ron and Hermione, made his way though the curtain when his time came, and went to the street to wait for the Knight Bus.
The Knight Bus didn't arrive until after dark so, a number of hours later, he arrived at the Dursleys. This caused Harry to be in a lot of trouble. Uncle Vernon was furious at the fact that Harry arrived at his home after midnight and, in retaliation, locked him in his room. The cat flap was still on the door from previous years and his food was pushed through each day. There were some things going in Harry's favor. So far, Uncle Vernon hadn't put the bars back on the window and he also left the trunk in Harry's room instead of locking it in the cupboard under the stairs. He still seemed to be afraid of Harry's godfather turning up. This gave Harry plenty of time to work on his summer homework.
He looked nothing like his Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia, or cousin Dudley. Although he was no longer small, as he had hit a growth spurt in his sixth year at Hogwarts, he was still rather lanky. However, what really set him apart from the rest of his family, and even the wizarding world, was the thin scar on his forehead shaped like a bolt of lightning. Uncle Vernon was a big, beefy man with hardly any neck and a large mustache. Aunt Petunia was thin, blonde, and had twice the usual amount of neck. Dudley was rounder than he was tall and was reaching the size of a killer whale. As much as Harry despised living with the Dursleys, they were his only living relatives.
Harry sent out his snowy white owl, Hedwig, for help from his friends and for gathering food on the first day he was locked in his room. He knew that even though it had been six days already, there was no way that Hedwig could get to Ron, Hermione and Hagrid in such a short amount of time. He was hoping that she returned soon; he missed her company.
Early on the morning of July 7, Harry woke up to the sound of tapping on his bedroom window and scrambled out of bed hoping to see Hedwig, but it wasn't her. It was one of the school owls; he recognized the school crest on a chain around its neck. He opened the window and the school owl flew over to Hedwig's cage, where Harry put out some owl treats and fresh water in the dishes. Then, taking the envelope off the leg of the owl and opening it, he removed the letter and started to read."Mr. Potter, you are needed at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry on July 10th, at precisely noon. I have enclosed a port key that will bring you to the school grounds at 11:32 a.m. ...Harry dumped the rest of the contents of the envelope onto his bed at reading that line and picked up the little button fell onto the bed. He assumed it was the port key....Send an owl with a reply as soon as possible to the school."Yours truly
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)Why did Professor Dumbledore want him at the school in three days? How was he to get out of the room without the Dursleys noticing? What if Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon actually came into the room while he was gone or he didn't get back before they pushed in his evening meal? They would get angry with him, perhaps even kick him out of the house. Where would he go if they did that? He had been staying at the Weasleys on and off for the last five summers with Ron and trusted them but he didn't want to bother them with his problems.
He knew that he would be going to the meeting at the school on the 10th, no matter what the consequences were. Professor Dumbledore had never asked him to come to him over the summer so it had to very important. He didn't want to upset him.
Pulling out a fresh piece of parchment, Harry started to write an answer to the professor.Professor Dumbledore,
I will use the port key that you sent me, and I will be at the school on the morning of the 10th. Has something happened? Have I done something to cause a problem?Yours truly,
Harry PotterHarry got off his bed and went over to the owl that was just finishing having a drink. Looking at the owl, he patted it on the head; then tied the parchment to its leg. Smiling, he said, "Thank you, please take this to Professor Dumbledore."
At that, the owl took off and flew out the window.
Three days later, Harry woke up early and started cleaning up his room. Not knowing when he would be returning to the Dursleys, he didn't want to leave anything out that they may recognize as a part of his school things. He knew that they would be coming up to let him out to use the washroom in the evening, probably around 8 p.m. It would give him about eight hours to do whatever the professor wanted and get back to his room without ever knowing he was gone.
Hedwig returned the day before, bringing food from the Weasleys. Hermione had also sent some food. They all knew what the Dursleys were like. In the summer before Harry's 2nd year, they had done this before; locked him in this room, fed him in small amounts, and barred the windows. The Weasley twins, Fred and George, and Ron broke him out that time. Then, in the summers before Harry's 4th and 5th year, his cousin, Dudley, was placed on a very unsuccessful diet, and Harry was forced on it as well. Luckily, with of the help of Hermione, Ron and Hagrid, Harry received enough food to fill his empty belly that summer.
Harry gave Hedwig some time to rest and then sent her back to Ron that same day along with a note. He told him that he was heading to the school the next day on request from Professor Dumbledore. He also asked Ron to keep Hedwig with him until he received another owl from the school to tell him where to send her.
After he finished cleaning the room, he sat on his bed and looked at the little button. He felt anxious. Why was he wanted at the school? Professor Dumbledore didn't send a reply to his questions so he worried about why he was summoned. It was only hours to go before he was pulled by the port key to the school. He had used port keys before; the first time was to the Quidditch World Cup and back to The Burrow. That night, upon winning in TriWizard Tourname, he and Cedric Diggory were taken away by port key when they grasped the TriWizard Cup. Harry faced Lord Voldemort and Cedric died by Voldemort's hand. He had no idea what to expect this time when he landed.
Trying to clear his head, he started to think about his godfather, Sirius Black. He hadn't heard from him for a couple months. Sirius always contacted him at least once a month, and Harry was starting to worry. There was nothing in the Daily Prophet stating that Sirius had been caught and Harry knew that must still be safe, but why wasn't he writing?
The alarm clock sitting beside Harry's bed went off at exactly 11:30 a.m. He jumped, quickly turning the alarm off, not wanting Uncle Vernon to open the door. He got lost within his thoughts wondering where his godfather was that the alarm startled him. Picking up the button, he looked around and waited the last two minutes.
Feeling the familiar jerk underneath his navel, Harry was pulled to the school in a whirl of wind and color.