This is my first attempt to write a Fan Fiction. Hope you enjoy it.
Summery:
Its Harry's six's year at Hogwarts and after Sirius' death, how will this change our Harry? What is the Dark Lord up to, will he try to kill Harry, or will he lure Harry into another trap where he can convince Harry to come over to the Dark Side. Well if you want to know more, please read this fic.
Disclaimer:
This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including, but not limited to, Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
HARRY POTTER AND THE SERPENT'S JEWEL
Chapter
One
Home alone
Silence lingered in number four, Privet Drive. The Dursley's went out for the day to celebrate Dudley's birthday, with Harry locked in his room. He didn't mind. Since the start of the holidays all his time went into reading the Daily Profit or the letters from his friends, which now regularly arrived, as promised, every third day in his room. Most of the Daily Profit still consists of how to defend your self against Death Eaters and the history of Voldemort's destruction sixteen year ago.If reading and studying didn't occupy his time, his thoughts drifted towards Sirius's death. It didn't matter what the others said, he still blamed himself, for the pure reason, the Prophecy, which he still held secret from Ron and Hermione.
His head started to spin and he closed his eyes against the pain that threatened to overwhelm him. He missed Sirius and wished he could go back in time to save him. As the sun stared to fade from the day Harry drifted into a drowsy sleep.
Harry woke up, startled. He turned his head to the clock on his bedside table reading the time, quarter to twelve. The only sound in the house came from the snoring of the Dursley's. He came upright to have a good look at his room and discover a tawny owl sitting on his writing desk with a package tied around it's leg. Hedwig spend the night hunting. Harry moved over to the owl to release it from its burden. After uniting the package, the owl flew over to Hedwig's cage for a sip of water before it flew into the night.
After a few minutes Harry turned his attentions to the package. He wondered who send it and why, with two weeks still to go before his birthday. He started to unwrap it as his curiosity took over. A book and letter presented itself in the parcel. Harry opened the letter and started to read:
Dear HarryI sent you this book so that you can start to prepare yourself for your private lessons with Professor Snape and myself. You have about two weeks to prepare. It's in your best interest.
I'm sure you will hear from your friend soon regarding the remainder of your holiday.
Regards,
Albus Dumbledore
Harry stared at the letter for a moment in a total state of shock. Then his gaze moved over to the book - The title read: THE ALTEMIT GUIDE TO OCCLUMENCY AND LEGILIMENCY.
He recognized the title as one of the books in the restricted section of the library. But the book looked new. He opened the cover and in front of the book he found the following note from Professor Dumbledore:
Happy Birthday. Use this knowledge well.
He smiled as he reread the letter and the thought that he will only be there for two more weeks.
The following two weeks Harry spend in his room with the only difference that his mood improved. He enjoyed reading the book that Dumbledore sent and made a lot of notes and reminders about questions he wanted to ask his Professors before they started on the practical side. Every night before he went to bed he cleared his thoughts as described in the book and discovered that he had no more dreams about Sirius or Cedric.
The night before his birthday, doing his last essay for the holiday, Transfiguration, he thought to himself that Hermione would be proud of him. He put his quill down and rolled his homework up to put it away in his trunk as a flatter of wings distracted him and he look up to discover four owls sitting on the windowsill.
Harry looked up and saw Pig zooming around the room. Harry caught Pig before the noise could wake the Dursley's. He took the letter from Pig, who immediately flew to Hedwig's cage for water.
He turned his attention to the owls on the windowsill. When the owls noticed that, they all flew over to him to deliver their letters and parcels first. A small smile crept to his face. He took a letter from a handsome tawny owl, one of Hogwarts he recognised, and it took off through the window into the night. The second owl, a great gray horned owl, which Harry didn't recognize, had a small parcel and a letter. Harry relieved the owl from its post and it ruffled its feathers before it went over to Hedwig's cage. For ones it looks like Hedwig did not mind. The third owl, a small tawny owl, that look more like a post office owl, had a parcel almost twice its size and a balky letter. The fourth owl, a beautiful black and white owl, looked a bit irritated to be last in line to deliver its post. Harry took the letter from the owl and said, " I'll open you letter first. Ok?"
The owl ruffled its feathers and it looked a bit less irritated, before it flew out through the window it to the night.
Harry looked down at the letter and saw the Wizarding Examinations Authority's Crest on the envelope. His OWL results, he thought bitterly. He opened the letter with shaking hands.
He thought of Professor McGonagall and what she said: "I would advise you to concentrate hard on bringing your Transfiguration and Potions up to scratch" Guilt swam in his stomach. "I will assist you to become an Auror if it is the last thing I do!"
He took a deep breath before he looked down at the parchment. He read the letter, re-read it and re-read it before its contents made sense to him. He re-read it for a fourth time just to make sure he understood it correctly.
Dear Mr. H Potter,
We here by congratulate you on your OWL exam results, see the attached sheet. We expect excellent NEWT's achievements from you. Enjoy your upcoming school year.
Yours sincerelyProfessor Marchbanks
Head of the Wizarding Examinations AuthorityOWL exam results of
Mr. Harry James Potter:
Charms - Outstanding
Potions - Outstanding
Care of Magical Creatures - Outstanding
Defense Against the Dark Arts - Outstanding
Herbology - Exceeds Expectations
Transfiguration - Exceeds Expectations
Astronomy - Acceptable
Divination - Poor
History of Magic - Poor
Harry could not believe his results. He got seven Owls and he passes Potions. With that relieve Harry turned his attention to the parcels, and for once he didn't feel happy about his birthday. His dooms day he thought bitterly. He opened the small parcel first, and surprise flooded through him as he looked at the Pensieve with the following note:
Dear Harry,
Happy Birthday, hope you have a bearable birthday! I thought that you could use the Pensieve once your back at Hogwarts. I received a note from Prof. Dumbledore, and it sounds like I will see you soon.
Love
Hermione.
NS. I named my owl Rävus (it means gray in Latin) and he loves his name! Mom and Dad gave him to me as a present, after they saw my OWL results, to show they're proud of me.
Harry had to smile at Hermione. Only she will call her owl a name that's got a meaning to it and in Latin as well! He looked sympathetically at the two owls.
"Hedwig, my girl, are you in love?" Harry asked his owl. Hedwig just puffed her feathers with so much dignity that he had to laugh at her. The loud grunt from the room next to his brought his attention back to the large parcel. By the looks of the parcels wrapping, Harry guessed that Ron must have send it. He opened it and found two books in leather bindings; coming from Ron, it surprised him.
The first book covered with blood red leather, titled ANIMAGUS MADE EASY, in black and gold, left Harry stunned The second book covered with soft to the touch black leather, title in gold: A MANUAL TO THE BEST DEFENSIVE SPELLS. Still shocked by the realisation that the books came from Ron, he thought that Ron definitely spent too much time with Hermione. The moment he opened the books he fell in love with them. He open Ron's letter to find another surprise waiting for him, the envelope contained four letters instead of the expected one.
Harry recognised the scruffy handwriting of Ron on the first letter.
Harry,
Happy birthday, mate!Mom thought you needed the books to help you to defend yourself against You-Know-Who. Did you get your OWL results? I received mine this morning and I scored 7 Owls mate. Mom so proud she baked a chocolate cake for me.
Prof. Dumbledore came to visit this morning. He and mom talked about you for quite a while, but mom just said that we would see you soon.
Ron.
The fine small handwriting on a letter got his attention, picking up the letter and smelling it he guessed it might be from Ginny:
Harry,
Happy birthday, Harry!
Hope you enjoy the books and don't get yourself in trouble now!
Love
Ginny.
Harry thought that Ginny sound just like her mom, Mrs. Weasley. Come to think about it this is the first letter that he received from Ginny, expect if you count the valentines song as a letter. The third letter got him puzzled because it had two different shabby handwritings on, then it hit him, the twins:
Happy birthday, Harry!Hope you enjoy the books that mom and Ron sent to you. Fred and I, decided that for a birthday gift we grant you a years supply from the store. So all you need to do send us an owl! Attached find our order list.
Gred & Feorge
The fourth letter comes from Mrs. Weasley:
Dear Harry,
Happy Birthday!
Professor Dumbledore comes to visit here this morning dear. I just need to inform you that you must make yourself ready to be collected at midnight. Enclosed a letter to your relatives from Prof. Dumbledore.
Take care,
MollyHarry stared at the letter, although he felt that he should be happy about the fact that he will be fetched today, he only felt a kind of empty loneliness and anger.
Harry turned to the clock and it read ten past two. He turned sixteen, he thought bitterly again, and without Sirius to celebrate it. He looked at his school letter and decided to open it later. He turned to switch off his bed lamp and fell onto his bed still fully clothed. Thoughts of Sirius left him angry and empty. He drifted off to an agitated nights sleep.
At the end of a passage a door stood ajar, a flickering light shone through the gap, Harry walked towards the door and stopped when he heard voices. They sounded so familiar.
A cold laugh rang through the room before it said, "Yes Wormtail, our plan will work." More laughter follows "Now tell me, about how my army are growing?"
"My Lord, it's c-coming on. I'm just w-waiting for Lucius Malfoy and the g-giants. Than our…" Harry never heard the last words, as at that very moment a crash of metal and glass followed by a small explosion come from the room.
"Wormtail it's pathetic, look at what you have done! Now I need more gold! Crucio!"
Wormtail screamed, screamed as though every nerve in his body were on fire, the screaming filled Harry's ears as the scar on his forehead seared with pain. With a scream he woke up, startled, clasping his hands over his face.
