Harry Potter and the Power He Knows Not

Chapter One

Disclaimer: None of this is mine. It is all J.K. Rowling's.

Truly, the beginning of summer could not have gone any worse. From the Hogwarts Express Harry had tried to get Ron and Hermione to the Dursleys' (they had forgotten to go to pick up Harry). When they had got there Uncle Vernon had gotten purple in the face at Harry's nerve of trying to bring his friends into the house, even though Harry had sent a letter saying that Ron and Hermione would be staying with him for two weeks. Turns out Uncle Vernon had not let Hedwig in, hence why he was so angry when Harry showed up with two friends. And of coursethe Dursleys cannot have any "freaks" in the house while he stays, and why not leave after just one week?

Harry stared out of his window at the night sky as he waited for Hedwig to come back with notes from his friends. Ron and Hermione had had to go to Grimmauld Place, much to the pleasure of Harry's relatives. It had been one week since Harry had gotten there, and the Dursleys were trying to get him to leave early instead of stay an extra week. Harry was half-prepared to leave then and there, at midnight, just to get rid of Dudley's whining to his parents about not wanting Harry in the house any more. He hadn't really unpacked yet. Almost everything was still in his trunk, except his quill and ink and some parchment.

Harry started as he noticed a dark smudge against the night sky getting closer. He quickly opened the window to let Hedwig in, who dropped two letters on his bed. "Finally," said Harry as he reached for the closest letter.

It was from Ron and Hermione, first Ron's untidy scrawling and Hermione's neat cursive.

Hey Harry,

How's the Dursleys? Curse them for kicking me and Hermione out. You sent them that letter so they shoulda known. Am I right? So far things have been so boring here at Grimmauld Place. There's nothing to do except help mum clean up some rooms. Did you know nobody's finished cleaning up this dump? Anyway, hope to see you soon.

Ron

Hi Harry,

I hope your relatives aren't giving you too much trouble. Ron's actually right, it is pretty boring here. None of the books in the Black library are worth reading, so all there is to do is clean and try to help out the order in any way we can. It's kind of fallen apart since…well you know. Hope we'll see you soon.

Hermione

Harry was about to get out some parchment to reply to their letter when he remembered that there was another one. It was small with only his address on the front. He carefully opened it to find a small piece of parchment for him. It read…

Dear Mr. Potter,

I am sad to inform you that there will no longer be a Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The school grounds are now being used as a safe house, and you are welcome to come stay for a short time. If you still wish to get schooled, there is Durmstrang and Beaux Batons. If you would like information on either of these schools please send a note and we will send that information to you via owl. Enjoy your summer holiday.

Sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall

Harry read through the letter three more times before getting a piece of parchment and writing a quick note to Ron and Hermione saying that they should expect him in a few minutes. He sent Hedwig to Grimmauld Place with the note and then crammed everything into his trunk. Grasping his wand in one hand and Hedwig's cage in the other, Harry levitated his trunk down the flight of stairs and out the front door of number four, Privet Drive.

A/N: How is this story so far? This is my first ever fic so PLEASE review.