A/N- Guys... I am so sorry for this long wait. It is terrible of me for the
15 of you that actually read and reviewed my story. I am terribly sorry
please forgive me. I will try and make up for it by writing good. Thanks!
Also I recommend if you read my first two chapters a while ago that you re-
read them so you are familiar with them.
Harry Potter
and Order of Phoenix
CHAPTER 3: A Trip Down Privet Drive Road
By Auror4545
Harry put Godric down on his bed while making a metal note to buy a cage for him in Diagon Ally. Then he noticed a note that the beautiful bird brought him.
Harry,
Hey. I hope you like Godric. He was your father's before you. And his father before him and so on. The oldest Potter man in every generation received it when they went to Hogwarts. I know its a little late but I wasn't really in the position to send you anything, even if it was from your dad. Godric sought me out while I was at Remus' house and I decided to wait till your birthday. Well I hope Godric helps you throughout your school years as much as he did James. Have a great time at Arabella Figg's house. Bye.
-Snuffles
Harry gently stroked Godric, who had taken a immediate likening to Hedwig. The feeling was mutual.
Harry decided he was ready to leave so he grabbed his trunk, took a long look over his room and left. As he walked down the stairs he once again heard the muggle news on again.
"A terrible disaster stuck England last night. In a small town called Little Hangleton, it was a ordinary day. Small boys and girls played soccer in the village park and grown ups gathered at the local pub to discuss gossip and other town matters. But their innocent fun was soon disrupted when a storm of masked terrorists. Only 3 survived the terrible attack, they commented that the terrorist seemed to have little sticks that shot red and green sparks. They are currently at a hospital called St. Mungo's, this hospital specialized in these types of attacks. One highly powerful expert on this matter named Albus Dumbledore comments
'This attack against the hardworking mu- people of Little Hangleton is not coincidental or of accident. This is the work of a dark lord who has recently risen and his minions called Death Eaters. If you ever see a fiery snake or skull in the air, run. Gather your family and run. If you see men in black robes with little sticks, run. Do not attempt to fight them, run. God be with you.'
And the Death Eaters' have been spotted where other murders have taken place all over Europe and appears to of taken over Little Hangleton and are using it as their base of operation. But Albus Dumbledore informs us that we should NOT try and retake it.
Now for the weather....."
Wow! Harry thought. Little Hangleton, where do I know that name from. Ah, yes, thats were Crouch took me with the portkey, that' where Voldemort's dad lived. Thats where Wormtail killed Ced-. Harry still had trouble thinking about Cedric. He barely ever slept without hearing, Kill the Spare, over and over in his head.
Harry quickly pushed that thought away from his brain, he hated that memory and he cursed the day. So Harry decided to think of how much fun it will be to go to a witch's house.
Harry walked down into the kitchen where the Dursley's were having afternoon tea.
"Well, bye now." He said cheerfully.
"Where are you going?" Aunt Petunia said afraid of him walking outside with his wizard materials.
"To Mrs. Figg, I'm staying with her the rest of the summer."
"What, bloody hell your not." Uncle Vernon said.
"She's a wi- I mean, she's one of my kind."
"Whatever! Just go, now!" Uncle Vernon said loudly reaching for a big glass he always used for brandy.
~
Harry walked down Privet Drive, Arabella Figg's house was not to far away, but it was a great sunny day so lingered. When he finally reached her house he knocked on the door. She answer in swiftly, but she was in her robes, not her usually peach dress.
"Hello again Harry Potter"
A/N- Thank you for reading this. Once again I'm sorry, I hope to get the next one up next Saturday, I am on vacation until then, sorry! BYE for now.
-Wes
Harry Potter
and Order of Phoenix
CHAPTER 3: A Trip Down Privet Drive Road
By Auror4545
Harry put Godric down on his bed while making a metal note to buy a cage for him in Diagon Ally. Then he noticed a note that the beautiful bird brought him.
Harry,
Hey. I hope you like Godric. He was your father's before you. And his father before him and so on. The oldest Potter man in every generation received it when they went to Hogwarts. I know its a little late but I wasn't really in the position to send you anything, even if it was from your dad. Godric sought me out while I was at Remus' house and I decided to wait till your birthday. Well I hope Godric helps you throughout your school years as much as he did James. Have a great time at Arabella Figg's house. Bye.
-Snuffles
Harry gently stroked Godric, who had taken a immediate likening to Hedwig. The feeling was mutual.
Harry decided he was ready to leave so he grabbed his trunk, took a long look over his room and left. As he walked down the stairs he once again heard the muggle news on again.
"A terrible disaster stuck England last night. In a small town called Little Hangleton, it was a ordinary day. Small boys and girls played soccer in the village park and grown ups gathered at the local pub to discuss gossip and other town matters. But their innocent fun was soon disrupted when a storm of masked terrorists. Only 3 survived the terrible attack, they commented that the terrorist seemed to have little sticks that shot red and green sparks. They are currently at a hospital called St. Mungo's, this hospital specialized in these types of attacks. One highly powerful expert on this matter named Albus Dumbledore comments
'This attack against the hardworking mu- people of Little Hangleton is not coincidental or of accident. This is the work of a dark lord who has recently risen and his minions called Death Eaters. If you ever see a fiery snake or skull in the air, run. Gather your family and run. If you see men in black robes with little sticks, run. Do not attempt to fight them, run. God be with you.'
And the Death Eaters' have been spotted where other murders have taken place all over Europe and appears to of taken over Little Hangleton and are using it as their base of operation. But Albus Dumbledore informs us that we should NOT try and retake it.
Now for the weather....."
Wow! Harry thought. Little Hangleton, where do I know that name from. Ah, yes, thats were Crouch took me with the portkey, that' where Voldemort's dad lived. Thats where Wormtail killed Ced-. Harry still had trouble thinking about Cedric. He barely ever slept without hearing, Kill the Spare, over and over in his head.
Harry quickly pushed that thought away from his brain, he hated that memory and he cursed the day. So Harry decided to think of how much fun it will be to go to a witch's house.
Harry walked down into the kitchen where the Dursley's were having afternoon tea.
"Well, bye now." He said cheerfully.
"Where are you going?" Aunt Petunia said afraid of him walking outside with his wizard materials.
"To Mrs. Figg, I'm staying with her the rest of the summer."
"What, bloody hell your not." Uncle Vernon said.
"She's a wi- I mean, she's one of my kind."
"Whatever! Just go, now!" Uncle Vernon said loudly reaching for a big glass he always used for brandy.
~
Harry walked down Privet Drive, Arabella Figg's house was not to far away, but it was a great sunny day so lingered. When he finally reached her house he knocked on the door. She answer in swiftly, but she was in her robes, not her usually peach dress.
"Hello again Harry Potter"
A/N- Thank you for reading this. Once again I'm sorry, I hope to get the next one up next Saturday, I am on vacation until then, sorry! BYE for now.
-Wes