Harry Potter Fan Fic
Year 5
Chapter 1
On Privet Drive, around midnight, all was quiet except for the faint hoot of an owl. Fourteen year old Harry Potter quietly folded up a piece of parchment with the name 'Ron Weasley' written on it. He tied it to Hedwig's leg, and she flew off into the darkness. Just a few weeks ago, Harry had completed his fourth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardy on a very sad note. Cedric Diggory, a sixth-year Hufflepuff, had been killed by a newly risen Voldemort. In the Muggle world, he was hardly known, but in Hogwarts and in the rest of the wizarding world, he was quite famous. At the age of one, he became the downfall of Voldemort, the most powerful wizard of the time, the murderer of his parents… Harry felt his scar on his forehead. It hadn't hurt since the night Cedric died, which was quite some time ago. Which was odd, Harry thought, now that Voldemort had come back to power.
Now staying at his Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia's home once again for the summer, Harry was isolated from the wizarding world. Maybe that was a good thing… or not. Harry glanced at his clock. It was midnight, but Harry felt like writing just one more letter. Quietly, he took out another piece of parchment, his ink and started writing a letter to Hermione Granger, one of his best friends at Hogwarts, besides Ron Weasley. Even though Hedwig was out delivering a letter to Ron, he decided to at least prepare. He didn't feel tired yet.
Dear Hermione,
Hope all is well with you. I haven't gotten any owls from you since holiday started. I thought I would see how things were going. I have no idea where you are, though. Abroad with Viktor or your parents or are you still at home? Anyway, Hedwig's sending a letter off to Ron right now. I'll send this sometime after Hedwig returns.
Harry
By the time Harry finished writing the letter, he began to feel drowsy. Yawning, Harry took off his glasses, put them on the table, turned off the light and soon fell asleep.
A day's travel away, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry stood peacefully by the lake where the giant squid usually took a swim around that time, but not that night. It and many other animals were scared and tense like they knew something bad was coming. Within the school, Filch and his faithful cat Mrs. Norris were making round throughout. The pale moonlight shining through the windows and no presence of a night summer breeze would have scared anyone, but not Mr. Filch and Mrs. Norris, Until what happened later on that evening.
At about two in the morning, Filch found the school to be safe and secure, so he decided to head to his quarters. As Filch was about to open his door, a sudden cold breeze whisked right by him while his back was turned. Only one being in the world would do that to him. "Peeves?" he said in a hoarse whisper. No answer. Following the sound he realized where the sound was going: Professor Dumbledore's office.
"It's a break in!" Since he was in the Gryffindor quarters, he ran to Professor Mc Gonagall. She woke up with a start when Filch ran into her room. "What is the meaning of this, Argus? At this time, please!" Anxiously, Filch then said, "But I believe someone has broken in and is headed for Headmaster Dumbledore's office!" "Then we can't waste any time!" Taking out her wand, she started for Dumbledore's office. "Please get as many teachers as possible upstairs." Filch nodded and ran to the other direction.
When Professor Mc Gonagall reached the entrance of the office, the two gargoyles that kept guard were found blasted into pieces. "Not the Dark Lord… please…" Running past the gargoyles, she went up the steps and burst through the office. No one was inside, but someone had clearly broken in. Papers were scattered. Drawers were overturned, and cupboard doors were lying broken on the floor. Professor Mc Gonagall stared at the scene in amazement, clearly speechless.
By one of the windows, the curtains on one of them fluttered to an unusual breeze. Walking amidst the mess to the window, she looked outside. In the distance, she saw a figure dressed in black fly on a broomstick towards the Forbidden Forest. Taking out her wand, she shouted, "Impedimenta! Impedimenta!" She pointed her wand towards the figure. The broomstick stopped in midair. Professor Mc Gonagall smiled in triumph, but only for a second. The wizard turned around to look at Professor Mc Gonagall. She stepped back in fear. Indeed, it was Lord Voldemort. He raised his wand from his robes and pointed it at her…
Three minutes later, Filch, Professor Dumbledore, Professor Snape and Professor Flitwick came running into the office. By the window, they saw Professor Mc Gonagall twitching on the floor. Professor Flitwick muttered the countercurse and Mc Gonagall immediately recovered. Mc Gonagall had a tremendous amount of fear of her face. Dumbledore glanced around at his office. "What happened here, Minerva?" he said gently, trying to calm her down. However, she was still in a speechless state. Dumbledore turned to Professor Snape, who was standing to his left. "The potion please, Severus," he said urgently. Snape pulled out a bottle filled with a bubbly red potion. He gave it to Mc Gonagall, who then drank the potion in one gulp.
"Minerva, I ask you again, what happened?" Professor Mc Gonagall then uttered tow words, "Dark Lord…" and fainted. Dumbledore conjured a stretcher and put Mc Gonagall on it. "Please take her to the hospital wing, please, gentlemen. I must send out some owls immediately." With that, he walked out of the office and out of sight.
Year 5
Chapter 1
On Privet Drive, around midnight, all was quiet except for the faint hoot of an owl. Fourteen year old Harry Potter quietly folded up a piece of parchment with the name 'Ron Weasley' written on it. He tied it to Hedwig's leg, and she flew off into the darkness. Just a few weeks ago, Harry had completed his fourth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardy on a very sad note. Cedric Diggory, a sixth-year Hufflepuff, had been killed by a newly risen Voldemort. In the Muggle world, he was hardly known, but in Hogwarts and in the rest of the wizarding world, he was quite famous. At the age of one, he became the downfall of Voldemort, the most powerful wizard of the time, the murderer of his parents… Harry felt his scar on his forehead. It hadn't hurt since the night Cedric died, which was quite some time ago. Which was odd, Harry thought, now that Voldemort had come back to power.
Now staying at his Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia's home once again for the summer, Harry was isolated from the wizarding world. Maybe that was a good thing… or not. Harry glanced at his clock. It was midnight, but Harry felt like writing just one more letter. Quietly, he took out another piece of parchment, his ink and started writing a letter to Hermione Granger, one of his best friends at Hogwarts, besides Ron Weasley. Even though Hedwig was out delivering a letter to Ron, he decided to at least prepare. He didn't feel tired yet.
Dear Hermione,
Hope all is well with you. I haven't gotten any owls from you since holiday started. I thought I would see how things were going. I have no idea where you are, though. Abroad with Viktor or your parents or are you still at home? Anyway, Hedwig's sending a letter off to Ron right now. I'll send this sometime after Hedwig returns.
Harry
By the time Harry finished writing the letter, he began to feel drowsy. Yawning, Harry took off his glasses, put them on the table, turned off the light and soon fell asleep.
A day's travel away, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry stood peacefully by the lake where the giant squid usually took a swim around that time, but not that night. It and many other animals were scared and tense like they knew something bad was coming. Within the school, Filch and his faithful cat Mrs. Norris were making round throughout. The pale moonlight shining through the windows and no presence of a night summer breeze would have scared anyone, but not Mr. Filch and Mrs. Norris, Until what happened later on that evening.
At about two in the morning, Filch found the school to be safe and secure, so he decided to head to his quarters. As Filch was about to open his door, a sudden cold breeze whisked right by him while his back was turned. Only one being in the world would do that to him. "Peeves?" he said in a hoarse whisper. No answer. Following the sound he realized where the sound was going: Professor Dumbledore's office.
"It's a break in!" Since he was in the Gryffindor quarters, he ran to Professor Mc Gonagall. She woke up with a start when Filch ran into her room. "What is the meaning of this, Argus? At this time, please!" Anxiously, Filch then said, "But I believe someone has broken in and is headed for Headmaster Dumbledore's office!" "Then we can't waste any time!" Taking out her wand, she started for Dumbledore's office. "Please get as many teachers as possible upstairs." Filch nodded and ran to the other direction.
When Professor Mc Gonagall reached the entrance of the office, the two gargoyles that kept guard were found blasted into pieces. "Not the Dark Lord… please…" Running past the gargoyles, she went up the steps and burst through the office. No one was inside, but someone had clearly broken in. Papers were scattered. Drawers were overturned, and cupboard doors were lying broken on the floor. Professor Mc Gonagall stared at the scene in amazement, clearly speechless.
By one of the windows, the curtains on one of them fluttered to an unusual breeze. Walking amidst the mess to the window, she looked outside. In the distance, she saw a figure dressed in black fly on a broomstick towards the Forbidden Forest. Taking out her wand, she shouted, "Impedimenta! Impedimenta!" She pointed her wand towards the figure. The broomstick stopped in midair. Professor Mc Gonagall smiled in triumph, but only for a second. The wizard turned around to look at Professor Mc Gonagall. She stepped back in fear. Indeed, it was Lord Voldemort. He raised his wand from his robes and pointed it at her…
Three minutes later, Filch, Professor Dumbledore, Professor Snape and Professor Flitwick came running into the office. By the window, they saw Professor Mc Gonagall twitching on the floor. Professor Flitwick muttered the countercurse and Mc Gonagall immediately recovered. Mc Gonagall had a tremendous amount of fear of her face. Dumbledore glanced around at his office. "What happened here, Minerva?" he said gently, trying to calm her down. However, she was still in a speechless state. Dumbledore turned to Professor Snape, who was standing to his left. "The potion please, Severus," he said urgently. Snape pulled out a bottle filled with a bubbly red potion. He gave it to Mc Gonagall, who then drank the potion in one gulp.
"Minerva, I ask you again, what happened?" Professor Mc Gonagall then uttered tow words, "Dark Lord…" and fainted. Dumbledore conjured a stretcher and put Mc Gonagall on it. "Please take her to the hospital wing, please, gentlemen. I must send out some owls immediately." With that, he walked out of the office and out of sight.