Chapter 2

You're a Trainer, Harry

(Written by Perry)

"WHO DO YOU *&^#($ THINK YOU ARE!?" Uncle Vernon's was not the best response to what looked like a gigantic man. "HOW DID YOU KNOW HE LIVED UNDER THE STAIRS?!WHO ARE YOU?!" "I know a lot, Vernon. I also know you're afraid of buffalo." While saying that, the man popped out a capsule, red on the top, white on the bottom. A lined button in the middle completed the simplistic design of the ball. "Go, Bouffalant!" The capsule opened and a white light poured out and shaped into what looked like a buffalo with face markings, horn rings, and a HUGE afro. "Use Head Charge, but don't severely injure them, ok? "Bouffalant." it snorted in response. As it smashed into the wall, taking Petunia, Vernon and Dudley with it. After Bouffalant rammed into the wall, the man started to converse with Harry, who was still awestruck by the creature. "Ok, since you don't know anything about Pokemon, let's start at the basics: You're a trainer, Harry. By the way, my name is Hagrid." "Wha..a..a..what is that?" Hagrid replied calmly with "There are creatures all throughout this world known as Pokemon. Special people like your parents could see them. We call the people who can't see them Puggles," Harry was confused at this new word, " and since Puggles can't see the pokemon, they can't catch them in these things, called Poke Balls." as he held up the object from before, "As I said, these PokeBalls let you catch these mysterious beings. Not much is known about them, but that's why Dumbledore wanted you to come to Pokewarts." "What?" "What do you mean 'what'? Didn't you get the letters? I'm pretty sure I made the message clear and sent you enough. Was it enough or did your 'dear' Uncle Vernon not let you read it?" He glanced over as Uncle Vernon strained for his gun. "So anyway, I already told you about pretty much everything earlier but if you didn't get that, your parents were very famous and they died when they were protect you from a Perish Song from He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, the most evil trainer ever. That lightning bolt scar you have is from the one place your parents couldn't guard: your forehead. You're pretty famous because you're the Boy who Lived. At least, that's what they call you. Anyway, Dumbledore is one of the strongest trainers ever, and he's the only person Voldemort- um, I mean He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named fears at all. Pokewarts is a school for the people who can see Pokemon and there, they learn how to train and befriend them. So are ya up to speed?" "I-I guess," Harry replied, still awestruck. "Alright then," Hagrid rubbed his hands together, "Let's go get you a pokemon!"