Harry Potter

& the gem of Destruction

A Harry Potter Fan fiction written by: Stephanie A. Hyson



Disclaimer: I do NOT own Harry Potter and all of its characters. They all belong to the talented writer J.K Rowling and Warner bros. I might make up a few of my own characters. So please DON'T sue me.

Chapter one

Hermione's Invitation

Harry yawned rather loudly as he dipped his quill in his inkbottle. He was finishing up some holiday work. A book report on Faeries. Lets see.he thought. Faerie hunting was rather foolish because you can only see them when you don't want to harm them. Plus muggles, which are usually the ones searching, cannot see them because they don't have magical powers. Harry was determined to write more but was falling asleep. He glanced at his clock and saw that it was two o' clock in the AM. He reluctantly closed his Magical Creatures 101 grade: five by, Maggie Moonchime and switched off his desk lamp. He took off his glasses and lied down on his bed. Next to his bed on his stand were three pictures. The first, of his friend Hermione who now was sleeping peacefully with her head resting on her hand. Another of his other friends Ron and Ginny Weasly. They were having a wizard chess match. When they noticed Harry looking at them they waved then returned to their game. The third had a picture of his godfather Sirius. He, also like Hermione was sleeping. Harry smiled and fell into a deep sleep. When Harry awoke he guessed that it was around midday. He got up and stretched. He then walked over to his closet and pulled out a pair of jeans and a black tee shirt. Then went down stairs to the kitchen. Dudley was in the Kitchen watching Saturday afternoon cartoons while pigging out on a bowl of popcorn and chugging down a bottle of Coke. "Morning Disposal." Harry said under his breath. "Huh?" Dudley said tearing his eyes from the telly. "I said good morning Dudley." Harry said putting on a fake cheery tone. "Oh." Dudley glued his eyes back to the telly. Harry made a face to Dudley's back and opened the cupboard to get some cereal. He then got a bowl and spoon and opened the icebox to get some milk. Harry sat down at the table and poured the milk and cereal. He began to eat slowly. All of a sudden a great brown owl flew through the Kitchen window and dropped a letter Next to Harry's elbow. Dudley stared at the owl with a mixture of awe and fear. The owl pooped on Dudley's head and flew back out the window. Dudley ran out of the Kitchen yelling 'Mother!'. Harry was laughing wildly. He opened his letter. It was from Hermione.

Dear Harry, Hi, It's me Hermione. I was just wondering if you wanted to spend the last week of vacation with Ron and me at my holiday home in France. There is plenty of room. Ginny is coming as well. If you can, write back to me and I'll come and get you on the Twenty-second of August. If not, then I'll meet you on the Hogwarts Express. Your Dear Friend, Hermione Harry went into the living room. His uncle Vernon was sitting on the couch reading the paper. "Uncle Vernon?" Harry said. His response was a grunt. "I got an invitation from my friend Hermione to stay at her house during the last week of break and I was wondering if I." "Could go?" Vernon cut him off. "Well yeah." Harry said hopefully. "Hmm.when would you be picked up?" "The twenty-second of august." "Fine.the less time she has to spend with you." "Who?" "Petunia's brother's daughter will be attending Agatha's Academy for Girls." Great.Harry thought just what I need ANOTHER Dudley. "So I can go then?" Harry asked. "Yeah.you can go." Harry grinned from ear to ear. He ran up the stairs to his room and shut the door. Hedwig was sitting on the windowsill waiting for him. "Hullo Hedwig," Harry said cheerfully "Would you mind taking a letter to Hermione?" Hedwig hooted. "Great. I just have to write it." Harry took out a piece of parchment and a quill.

Dear Hermione, Vernon says I can stay! He gave in so easily. The only reason I can come is that my aunt's brother's daughter is going to live here to go to Agatha's Academy for Girls. How lucky am I? Except for the fact that I might end up with a girl version of Dudley. Oh well.I'll see you in a couple of weeks. Oh yeah I LOVE your owl. Gave Dudley a little gift as well! Take care, Harry

Harry got a piece of string from his desk and tied the letter to Hedwig's leg. "You do remember the way right?" Harry asked. Hedwig hooted softly then flew out of the window. Harry watched her until she was out of sight.