Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, as it belongs to J.K. Rowling. I also do not own the concept of the Abhorsen or anything related to it, as it belongs to Garth Nix. I own Felicia, who is going to be a big surprise in a later chapter.
I know school for them usually starts the first of August, but for this story, it's the thirteenth.
Harry Potter and the Abhorsen
Chapter one: Prologue
Harry Potter stared at the man in front of him with malice. Vernon Dursely sneered at him.
"What did you say?!" Harry roared.
"I said, you unnatural brat, that if your parents had the sense to get themselves killed, you should have followed their example!"
Harry let out a roar like a blooded dragon and charged. He forgot about magic, forgot he was a sixth-year wizard at Hogwarts, forgot that he was even human. All he wanted was to kill the man in front of him and he almost suceeded. He was about to deliver the deathblow, but a pair of very strong arms, hauled him off the quivering mass of flesh that was once his uncle. Harry looked at Rubeus Hagrid, a half-giant, with contempt.
"Let me go!" Harry screamed ballistically, "He deserves to die!"
"No, 'Arry!" Hagrid replied, struggling to keep his hold on the young man, "Don't go to V-V-You-Know-Who's level!"
"He insulted me!" Harry snarled and writhed in Hagrid's grip, trying to get free, "He insulted my parents! For that he must pay! Pay with Blood!"
Hagrid pulled Harry away from the half-dead Muggle and towards the door.
"No!" Harry yelled.
He was hauled backwards, out of the house, into the night, and toward Hagrid's motorcycle. They took the the sky and flew for a while before Harry cooled down.
"What's happened to me Hagrid?" Harry asked him desperatly.
"Dunno," Hagrid replied, "Dumbledore just appeared outta nowhere and tole me to come get ya."
"Let's hope Dumbledore knows what is wrong with me," Harry stated softly as they landed at the entrance of Hogwarts.
~~~~~~~~~
Professor Albus Dumbledore sighed when Harry came into his office, sat down, and did nothing else.
"Trouble?" he asked the young man with a raised eyebrow.
"Vernon again."
"Ah," Dumbledore sighed, a twinkle in his eye, "You are now sixteen correct?"
"Yes," Harry replied, "Just turned it today."
"Then it is time you know."
"Know what?"
"Do you know what the Abhorsen is?" Dumbledore asked him serious.
"No."
"You are the Abhorsen."
"With all due respect sir...What is an Abhorsen?"
Dumbledore had that look in his eyes. "When you figure it out on your own, and meet Mogget, we'll discuss it and your training."
"Training? Mogget?" Harry repeated, clearly confused.
"And no help from Miss Granger," Dumbledore replied sternly, "Since there is about two weeks before the school term starts, you can stay here. Your things will be retrieved from the Dursley's house later on.
~~~~~~~~~
Harry wandered the halls of Hogwarts for a couple days. He learned which statues were passages and which were decoys. He learned where secret passages were hidden. He found three behind other paintings, not counting the four to the house common rooms. Lastly he found four more secret passages behind tapastries.
He flew around the Quiddich Pitch and practiced catching the snitch in differnt scenarios. He did his homework and a lot of the work for next year. He sent Sirius Black, his Godfather, letters about once every two days. All of this kept his mind off of the Abhorsen. Finally, the two weeks flew by and Harry soon found himself awaiting the arrival of his friends and classmates. He was nervous to say the least.
I know school for them usually starts the first of August, but for this story, it's the thirteenth.
Harry Potter and the Abhorsen
Chapter one: Prologue
Harry Potter stared at the man in front of him with malice. Vernon Dursely sneered at him.
"What did you say?!" Harry roared.
"I said, you unnatural brat, that if your parents had the sense to get themselves killed, you should have followed their example!"
Harry let out a roar like a blooded dragon and charged. He forgot about magic, forgot he was a sixth-year wizard at Hogwarts, forgot that he was even human. All he wanted was to kill the man in front of him and he almost suceeded. He was about to deliver the deathblow, but a pair of very strong arms, hauled him off the quivering mass of flesh that was once his uncle. Harry looked at Rubeus Hagrid, a half-giant, with contempt.
"Let me go!" Harry screamed ballistically, "He deserves to die!"
"No, 'Arry!" Hagrid replied, struggling to keep his hold on the young man, "Don't go to V-V-You-Know-Who's level!"
"He insulted me!" Harry snarled and writhed in Hagrid's grip, trying to get free, "He insulted my parents! For that he must pay! Pay with Blood!"
Hagrid pulled Harry away from the half-dead Muggle and towards the door.
"No!" Harry yelled.
He was hauled backwards, out of the house, into the night, and toward Hagrid's motorcycle. They took the the sky and flew for a while before Harry cooled down.
"What's happened to me Hagrid?" Harry asked him desperatly.
"Dunno," Hagrid replied, "Dumbledore just appeared outta nowhere and tole me to come get ya."
"Let's hope Dumbledore knows what is wrong with me," Harry stated softly as they landed at the entrance of Hogwarts.
~~~~~~~~~
Professor Albus Dumbledore sighed when Harry came into his office, sat down, and did nothing else.
"Trouble?" he asked the young man with a raised eyebrow.
"Vernon again."
"Ah," Dumbledore sighed, a twinkle in his eye, "You are now sixteen correct?"
"Yes," Harry replied, "Just turned it today."
"Then it is time you know."
"Know what?"
"Do you know what the Abhorsen is?" Dumbledore asked him serious.
"No."
"You are the Abhorsen."
"With all due respect sir...What is an Abhorsen?"
Dumbledore had that look in his eyes. "When you figure it out on your own, and meet Mogget, we'll discuss it and your training."
"Training? Mogget?" Harry repeated, clearly confused.
"And no help from Miss Granger," Dumbledore replied sternly, "Since there is about two weeks before the school term starts, you can stay here. Your things will be retrieved from the Dursley's house later on.
~~~~~~~~~
Harry wandered the halls of Hogwarts for a couple days. He learned which statues were passages and which were decoys. He learned where secret passages were hidden. He found three behind other paintings, not counting the four to the house common rooms. Lastly he found four more secret passages behind tapastries.
He flew around the Quiddich Pitch and practiced catching the snitch in differnt scenarios. He did his homework and a lot of the work for next year. He sent Sirius Black, his Godfather, letters about once every two days. All of this kept his mind off of the Abhorsen. Finally, the two weeks flew by and Harry soon found himself awaiting the arrival of his friends and classmates. He was nervous to say the least.
