Some Life
Chapter one-
Prologue
In time of great danger we seem to look up to those with more experience. Some one like a parent, but in my case this isn't one of them times my name is Harold James Potter. I am a orphan, since I was one-year- old. My parents were killed by the most feared wizard that ever lived called Tom Marvel Riddle as know as Lord Voldemort. Now I'm not trying to be brave (but then again they didn't put me in gryffindor for nothing) or anything, but a wise old wizard told me once "fear in the name increase the fear in the thing itself". To be honest I didn't know I was a wizard till I was eleven-years-old and I got my latter from Hogwarts. That is where I found out about my past and how the wizarding world viewed me. They offended called me "The Boy Who Lived" but I called myself "The Boy Who Got Lucky". I also meet my two best friends in the whole world Hermoine Granger and Ronald Weasley and his family. I quickly became an honorary Weasley, thanks to the kind hart Mrs. Molly Weasley. But that was the past, I'm now seventeen-years-old and about to start my final year at Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft And Wizardry.
As I woke form a most violent dream drench with sweat, I turned to my clock I was one in the morning. wow, now that was odd I thought to my self. That dream seamed so real I tried to remember everything about the dream but, I could only remember bits of it. What I found odd was that Sirius and Hermoine were in it, not to mention Malfoy, Remus and Ron. What did Malfoy have to do with this, We can't even stand the sight of each other let alone be in the same room. As I looked around my room I could see me most prized position, my firebolt ( a gift from Sirius). I wonder where he was, was he still hiding at Remus' place or had he found somewhere else to hide. He's been on the run for almost five years only me, Ron, Hermoine, Remus and Professor Dumbledor knew he was innocent. But still he was the only person who loved me like a son, and to me he was like the father I never got to know. Shear I had to live with my horrible aunt and uncle, who treaded me like I was something that the dog dragged in. What I give to live with Sriuis at lest it be like having me father back from the bead. My parents and Sriuis were friends since there first year at Hogwarts. My Dad and sriuis along with Remus and (the back stabbing rat) Peter where know though out the school as "The Marauders" they spent there time terrorizing anybody from the Slytherin house, but mostly they pick on Severus Snape and Lucius Malfoy. But in my minds eye they deserved it; Snape was nothing but a greasy hared git and malfoy look as though he had dung under his nose. I came back to the present when I heard some sort of tapping nose at my window. As a went to my window to open it, I could hear Dudley's loud snores coming from the next room. As I opened the window a tiny owl past by me I know that the letter was from Ron, So I quickly got the litter from pig's small leg and it read:
Dear Harry; You wouldn't guess what I heard from dad today! Were getting a new DADA Professor.
So what I thought, ever since my first year we didn't have a DADA professor last more then a year.
But that's not all, the professor is someone we know. Can't guess can you, Remus J. Lupin. And his bringing an assistant. Not shore what the assistants' name is, wasn't paying attention much. You know me never pay attention when there food on the table. Well the real reason I wrote was to ask you if you could come and stay with us for the rest of the summer
Ron Wow a summer at the burrow, but how connive Uncle Vernon. Then it hit me like a ton of bricks "Sriuis". But I'd have to wait till morning, I went to my desk and got a piece of parchment and quill. And wrote;
Dear Ron; I would love to go to the Burrow, but I first have to connive the muggles to let me go. Don't worry I have a plan that I shore won't fail and his name is Sriuis Black. We I'll send Hidwig with the result. From: Harry "Pigwidgeon, hold still and let me tie this around your leg." After I tied the letter to Pig, it flow away. Turned around and headed to my bed. Before I feel asleep one thing was on my mind I'm goining to The Burrow.
In time of great danger we seem to look up to those with more experience. Some one like a parent, but in my case this isn't one of them times my name is Harold James Potter. I am a orphan, since I was one-year- old. My parents were killed by the most feared wizard that ever lived called Tom Marvel Riddle as know as Lord Voldemort. Now I'm not trying to be brave (but then again they didn't put me in gryffindor for nothing) or anything, but a wise old wizard told me once "fear in the name increase the fear in the thing itself". To be honest I didn't know I was a wizard till I was eleven-years-old and I got my latter from Hogwarts. That is where I found out about my past and how the wizarding world viewed me. They offended called me "The Boy Who Lived" but I called myself "The Boy Who Got Lucky". I also meet my two best friends in the whole world Hermoine Granger and Ronald Weasley and his family. I quickly became an honorary Weasley, thanks to the kind hart Mrs. Molly Weasley. But that was the past, I'm now seventeen-years-old and about to start my final year at Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft And Wizardry.
As I woke form a most violent dream drench with sweat, I turned to my clock I was one in the morning. wow, now that was odd I thought to my self. That dream seamed so real I tried to remember everything about the dream but, I could only remember bits of it. What I found odd was that Sirius and Hermoine were in it, not to mention Malfoy, Remus and Ron. What did Malfoy have to do with this, We can't even stand the sight of each other let alone be in the same room. As I looked around my room I could see me most prized position, my firebolt ( a gift from Sirius). I wonder where he was, was he still hiding at Remus' place or had he found somewhere else to hide. He's been on the run for almost five years only me, Ron, Hermoine, Remus and Professor Dumbledor knew he was innocent. But still he was the only person who loved me like a son, and to me he was like the father I never got to know. Shear I had to live with my horrible aunt and uncle, who treaded me like I was something that the dog dragged in. What I give to live with Sriuis at lest it be like having me father back from the bead. My parents and Sriuis were friends since there first year at Hogwarts. My Dad and sriuis along with Remus and (the back stabbing rat) Peter where know though out the school as "The Marauders" they spent there time terrorizing anybody from the Slytherin house, but mostly they pick on Severus Snape and Lucius Malfoy. But in my minds eye they deserved it; Snape was nothing but a greasy hared git and malfoy look as though he had dung under his nose. I came back to the present when I heard some sort of tapping nose at my window. As a went to my window to open it, I could hear Dudley's loud snores coming from the next room. As I opened the window a tiny owl past by me I know that the letter was from Ron, So I quickly got the litter from pig's small leg and it read:
Dear Harry; You wouldn't guess what I heard from dad today! Were getting a new DADA Professor.
So what I thought, ever since my first year we didn't have a DADA professor last more then a year.
But that's not all, the professor is someone we know. Can't guess can you, Remus J. Lupin. And his bringing an assistant. Not shore what the assistants' name is, wasn't paying attention much. You know me never pay attention when there food on the table. Well the real reason I wrote was to ask you if you could come and stay with us for the rest of the summer
Ron Wow a summer at the burrow, but how connive Uncle Vernon. Then it hit me like a ton of bricks "Sriuis". But I'd have to wait till morning, I went to my desk and got a piece of parchment and quill. And wrote;
Dear Ron; I would love to go to the Burrow, but I first have to connive the muggles to let me go. Don't worry I have a plan that I shore won't fail and his name is Sriuis Black. We I'll send Hidwig with the result. From: Harry "Pigwidgeon, hold still and let me tie this around your leg." After I tied the letter to Pig, it flow away. Turned around and headed to my bed. Before I feel asleep one thing was on my mind I'm goining to The Burrow.
