OOC: By the way this has a few spoilers here and there from OoTP
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, I can only wish
Chapter 1~ Dreams and Redeemers
Harry Potter found himself shrouded in mist. He looked around desperately, attempting to find a way out. Before he could do anything he was in front of hundreds of people clad in black. They had formed a circle around their leader who stood out easily from them. His pale face, and red, snake like eyes darted carefully around the circle. His grin could scare the hell out of any normal teenager, but this was not the first time Harry had seen him in his dreams
"My minions, the time has come! I have regained my power and soon will be of full strength!" the leader howled.
A chorus of shouts of delights followed his last sentence, "Calm down! We still have one obstacle in our way." He sneered at this and called out to the forms again "Lucius, step forward."
The man stepped forward cautiously his long platinum blond hair shining out from underneath his hood, Harry could see the cruel smile playing at his lips as he approached, "Master, my son has been watching the boy and has learned much. The way to get to him is through his friends. If we capture them we got him. He'd stop at nothing to make sure they are safe."
"Very good, very good thank you Lucius you may step down." His black form moved quickly back into the crowd, "Wormtail, step forward"
A short, chubby man that had an uncanny resemblance to a fat rat stepped forward. He was shaking uncontrollably as he glanced from side to side then looked down, "Yes Master?"
"You have been very good to me, and I have given you a powerful new weapon, am I correct?" his eyes darted to Wormtail's metal arm
"Oh yes my lord of course this is a wonderful thing to give me."
"Then I will ask my question; what news have you brought me of the prophecy?"
"Well.er.. You see I haven't got any." He finished in a murmur
"WHAT DID YOU SAY? You haven't got any news? But, I've given you two months! No news that means punishment im afraid."
"No no please master im sorry I will try harder." He was speaking so quickly now you could barely understand him
"Crucio"
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Harry sat bolt right up in his ordinary bed, his lightning shaped scar searing in pain. Desperately the 15 year old clutched at his forehead, trying to stop the pain. But, Harry Potter was no ordinary teenager living at Number 4 Private Drive. With unruly black hair, bright green eyes, black rimmed, round glasses, and his scar some might find him a little strange. What they didn't know was he was actually a wizard attending Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry. Everyone just thought he was a wicked young man who attended St. Brutes Secure Center for Incurably Criminal Boys. Nor did one know why he lived with his uncle and aunt and there whale like son.
The reason he did so was because of Lord Voldemort. Most of the wizarding world knows him by He-Who-Should-Not-Be-Named. This man killed his parents and then attempted to kill him, but failed leaving behind a scar that connected the two.
At Hogwarts Harry had dueled with him every year except 3rd, this year he was returning for his 6th year. Since 1st year Harry had always hung about with his 2 best friends Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger.
His eyes glanced to his clock it was 3 in the mourning and his scar was still throbbing, although not as badly. Quietly he got out of bed listening to the snores of his Uncle Vernon. Figuring he wouldn't be able to get any sleep he grabbed his quill and parchment, then sat at the desk
"What would Hermione tell me to do?" he thought quietly, "She would tell me to write to Dumbeldore."
After about an hour he felt that his letter to Dumbledore covered everything, as he read through it again.
Dear Professor Dumbledore,
Tonight I had another horrible dream concerning him. They are attempting to find out about some prophecy. And Draco Malfoy is keeping tabs on me. I wonder if when I get back to school if Professor Snape should attempt to teach me Occlumency again. Sir, I thank he is going to start the war now that the Ministry knows about him. Please write me back.
Thanks, Harry
Harry looked it over one more time; it was brief and got straight to the point. He quickly rolled it up and tied it to Hedwings leg, the owl hooted at him before taking off. He watched her go until she was just a speck in the sky, and then lay down in bed. He decided he should try to get a couple more hours of sleep before his aunt rudely awaked him.
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"BOY!?!" Uncle Vernon shouted from downstairs, "I WANT YOU DOWNSTAIRS RIGHT NOW TO EXPLAIN THIS!"
Harry sat up quickly and jumped out of bed, "What have I done now?" he mumbled under his breath, as he walked down the stairs.
As he reached the kitchen his say his cousin Dudley, who by now couldn't get any bigger, he was so elephant like he could barely march up the stairs. His cousin sat in his normal chair, plate piled high with bacon, but his face was in shock. He glanced over to his Aunt Petunia whose face was pale but her eyes were stern. Finally he glanced to Uncle Vernon. His face was turning purple from anger, and clutched in his massive hand was a tiny little owl.
"Pig!" Harry cried when he saw the bird
"Do you expect me to give this to you? So you can send messages to your freaky little friends?" Vernon said slowly making sure that he pronounced every syllable.
"You can't hold him like that. You'll kill him!" He watched his Uncles eyes turn to glee, "Don't make me use magic to get a hold of that owl"
Everybody's faces went a few shades paler, "DON'T YOU EVER USE THAT WORD IN THIS HOUSE!" in Vernon's fury he had released the little owl who immediately began to fly around the room squealing.
Harry watched the scene of chaos; Vernon was now standing up using rank words that only Ron might use. Petunia had gotten a broom and desperately tried to hit the little owl while screaming every time the bird got to close. Meanwhile Dudley attempted to hide underneath the table. This only added to the disorder, because his fat knocked the table over. All the while Harry just stood there amazed. It was actually quite funny to watch, but the second Pig zoomed by him he grabbed the bird and retreated to his room.
The second he opened the door he was almost in tears from laughing so hard. Wiping his eyes he took the letter from pig and set him down in Hedwings cage. Carefully he unrolled it to find 2 letters, 1 from Ron and 1 from Ginny. He decided to read Ron's first: Dear Harry,
Mum's just told us, its really great. Dumbledore's said you could come stay at The Burrow for the rest of the summer. Of course he'll have Moody and Lupin come check on you, but he figures you deserve to get away from those nasty muggles. You can actually have a birthday party if you can come! Hermione's coming too; this is going to be great. Dad's going to pick you up by portkey on Thursday at 1:00 see you then. Oh yeah Ginny want to send you a letter sometime she can be so pathetic. See you Thursday!
Ron
Harry laughed when he finished reading the letter. He would actually have his first birthday party surrounded by his friends! Quickly he opened Ginny's to see what she had written to him.
Dear Harry,
I suppose you've figured out you get to come and stay at the burrow. We are all so excited! I just wanted to warn you to watch out for Fred and George. They've been working tirelessly on some new creation. DO NOT TAKE FOOD FROM THEM. Anyways we all miss you! See you on Thursday!
Love Always,
Ginny
Harry grinned and decided he better write back and then attempt to ask the Dursleys. Although even if they said no he'd go to the Burrow.
Dear Ron,
This is great I can't wait till Thursday! I haven't asked the muggles yet, but they can't keep me away! Hermione's coming you say? Bet you were happy about that! Im just kidding! Anyways see you on Thursday!
Harry
Dear Ginny,
Thanks for the warning I really appreciate it. You can watch my back if you like or in other words just make sure I don't do anything I'll regret! See you Thursday! I can't wait.
Love,
Harry
Quickly Harry tied the two letters to Pig's leg and set him off. Speedily he bounded down the stairs. This would be the hard part. Ask the Dursleys to go with the Weasleys.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, I can only wish
Chapter 1~ Dreams and Redeemers
Harry Potter found himself shrouded in mist. He looked around desperately, attempting to find a way out. Before he could do anything he was in front of hundreds of people clad in black. They had formed a circle around their leader who stood out easily from them. His pale face, and red, snake like eyes darted carefully around the circle. His grin could scare the hell out of any normal teenager, but this was not the first time Harry had seen him in his dreams
"My minions, the time has come! I have regained my power and soon will be of full strength!" the leader howled.
A chorus of shouts of delights followed his last sentence, "Calm down! We still have one obstacle in our way." He sneered at this and called out to the forms again "Lucius, step forward."
The man stepped forward cautiously his long platinum blond hair shining out from underneath his hood, Harry could see the cruel smile playing at his lips as he approached, "Master, my son has been watching the boy and has learned much. The way to get to him is through his friends. If we capture them we got him. He'd stop at nothing to make sure they are safe."
"Very good, very good thank you Lucius you may step down." His black form moved quickly back into the crowd, "Wormtail, step forward"
A short, chubby man that had an uncanny resemblance to a fat rat stepped forward. He was shaking uncontrollably as he glanced from side to side then looked down, "Yes Master?"
"You have been very good to me, and I have given you a powerful new weapon, am I correct?" his eyes darted to Wormtail's metal arm
"Oh yes my lord of course this is a wonderful thing to give me."
"Then I will ask my question; what news have you brought me of the prophecy?"
"Well.er.. You see I haven't got any." He finished in a murmur
"WHAT DID YOU SAY? You haven't got any news? But, I've given you two months! No news that means punishment im afraid."
"No no please master im sorry I will try harder." He was speaking so quickly now you could barely understand him
"Crucio"
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Harry sat bolt right up in his ordinary bed, his lightning shaped scar searing in pain. Desperately the 15 year old clutched at his forehead, trying to stop the pain. But, Harry Potter was no ordinary teenager living at Number 4 Private Drive. With unruly black hair, bright green eyes, black rimmed, round glasses, and his scar some might find him a little strange. What they didn't know was he was actually a wizard attending Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry. Everyone just thought he was a wicked young man who attended St. Brutes Secure Center for Incurably Criminal Boys. Nor did one know why he lived with his uncle and aunt and there whale like son.
The reason he did so was because of Lord Voldemort. Most of the wizarding world knows him by He-Who-Should-Not-Be-Named. This man killed his parents and then attempted to kill him, but failed leaving behind a scar that connected the two.
At Hogwarts Harry had dueled with him every year except 3rd, this year he was returning for his 6th year. Since 1st year Harry had always hung about with his 2 best friends Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger.
His eyes glanced to his clock it was 3 in the mourning and his scar was still throbbing, although not as badly. Quietly he got out of bed listening to the snores of his Uncle Vernon. Figuring he wouldn't be able to get any sleep he grabbed his quill and parchment, then sat at the desk
"What would Hermione tell me to do?" he thought quietly, "She would tell me to write to Dumbeldore."
After about an hour he felt that his letter to Dumbledore covered everything, as he read through it again.
Dear Professor Dumbledore,
Tonight I had another horrible dream concerning him. They are attempting to find out about some prophecy. And Draco Malfoy is keeping tabs on me. I wonder if when I get back to school if Professor Snape should attempt to teach me Occlumency again. Sir, I thank he is going to start the war now that the Ministry knows about him. Please write me back.
Thanks, Harry
Harry looked it over one more time; it was brief and got straight to the point. He quickly rolled it up and tied it to Hedwings leg, the owl hooted at him before taking off. He watched her go until she was just a speck in the sky, and then lay down in bed. He decided he should try to get a couple more hours of sleep before his aunt rudely awaked him.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
"BOY!?!" Uncle Vernon shouted from downstairs, "I WANT YOU DOWNSTAIRS RIGHT NOW TO EXPLAIN THIS!"
Harry sat up quickly and jumped out of bed, "What have I done now?" he mumbled under his breath, as he walked down the stairs.
As he reached the kitchen his say his cousin Dudley, who by now couldn't get any bigger, he was so elephant like he could barely march up the stairs. His cousin sat in his normal chair, plate piled high with bacon, but his face was in shock. He glanced over to his Aunt Petunia whose face was pale but her eyes were stern. Finally he glanced to Uncle Vernon. His face was turning purple from anger, and clutched in his massive hand was a tiny little owl.
"Pig!" Harry cried when he saw the bird
"Do you expect me to give this to you? So you can send messages to your freaky little friends?" Vernon said slowly making sure that he pronounced every syllable.
"You can't hold him like that. You'll kill him!" He watched his Uncles eyes turn to glee, "Don't make me use magic to get a hold of that owl"
Everybody's faces went a few shades paler, "DON'T YOU EVER USE THAT WORD IN THIS HOUSE!" in Vernon's fury he had released the little owl who immediately began to fly around the room squealing.
Harry watched the scene of chaos; Vernon was now standing up using rank words that only Ron might use. Petunia had gotten a broom and desperately tried to hit the little owl while screaming every time the bird got to close. Meanwhile Dudley attempted to hide underneath the table. This only added to the disorder, because his fat knocked the table over. All the while Harry just stood there amazed. It was actually quite funny to watch, but the second Pig zoomed by him he grabbed the bird and retreated to his room.
The second he opened the door he was almost in tears from laughing so hard. Wiping his eyes he took the letter from pig and set him down in Hedwings cage. Carefully he unrolled it to find 2 letters, 1 from Ron and 1 from Ginny. He decided to read Ron's first: Dear Harry,
Mum's just told us, its really great. Dumbledore's said you could come stay at The Burrow for the rest of the summer. Of course he'll have Moody and Lupin come check on you, but he figures you deserve to get away from those nasty muggles. You can actually have a birthday party if you can come! Hermione's coming too; this is going to be great. Dad's going to pick you up by portkey on Thursday at 1:00 see you then. Oh yeah Ginny want to send you a letter sometime she can be so pathetic. See you Thursday!
Ron
Harry laughed when he finished reading the letter. He would actually have his first birthday party surrounded by his friends! Quickly he opened Ginny's to see what she had written to him.
Dear Harry,
I suppose you've figured out you get to come and stay at the burrow. We are all so excited! I just wanted to warn you to watch out for Fred and George. They've been working tirelessly on some new creation. DO NOT TAKE FOOD FROM THEM. Anyways we all miss you! See you on Thursday!
Love Always,
Ginny
Harry grinned and decided he better write back and then attempt to ask the Dursleys. Although even if they said no he'd go to the Burrow.
Dear Ron,
This is great I can't wait till Thursday! I haven't asked the muggles yet, but they can't keep me away! Hermione's coming you say? Bet you were happy about that! Im just kidding! Anyways see you on Thursday!
Harry
Dear Ginny,
Thanks for the warning I really appreciate it. You can watch my back if you like or in other words just make sure I don't do anything I'll regret! See you Thursday! I can't wait.
Love,
Harry
Quickly Harry tied the two letters to Pig's leg and set him off. Speedily he bounded down the stairs. This would be the hard part. Ask the Dursleys to go with the Weasleys.