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anyone but me, much less do I own Harry Potter.
Authors Note: I'm sure this is said all the time but.... this is my first try at this, Now on with the show....
Unexpected Summer
Harry Potter sat on the edge of his single bed in his tiny bedroom at number 4 Privet Drive, his chin was in his hands and he was once again, for perhaps the millionth time that day contemplating what a boring summer he was about to experience. His fourth year at Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft and Wizardry hadn't run all too smoothly, in fact it was quite the opposite. He had been mysteriously entered into one of the most dangerous wizarding competitions of all time, witnessed the murder of one of his schoolmates, and had been privy to the rising again of the darkest sorcerer of all time, Lord Voldermort. He had then gone on to fight Lord Voldermort in an attempt to save his own life, he had narrowly escaped, but only after seeing some entirely haunting images of his dead family and friends.
Due to all this commotion it was safe to say Harry Potter wasn't one of the safest people on the planet right now. Voldermort was now at large, gathering followers and gaining power. And if anyone was at risk of his wrath it would have to be Harry. Seeing as how he had escaped Voldermort on numerous occasions, he was now number one on his hit list. Cornelius Fudge The Minister Of Magic, refuses to acknowledge any of this however so it is up to Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts to see to Harry's protection.
The only problem is Harry isn't to pleased with Dumbledore's methods. He is to stay at the Dursly's for the entire summer!! It is far to risky for him to visit The Burrow. So now we are back to where we began... 'Well it's all well and good for Dumbledore to say these things' Harry thought 'but does he not realize that if I stay here I will die from boredom??? or be starved to death? I'd much rather go to The Burrow, even if Voldermort did show up, at least that would be exciting'
But Harry realized even as he thought this, that Dumbledore was right. He did have to stay here. If he went to the Burrow he wouldn't only be putting himself at risk. He would be risking the lives of the entire Weasly family as well. That was something Harry deffinatly did not want. So it was with a heavy heart that Harry sighed, stood up and got ready for bed. 'I don't see why I find this so hard' he wondered as he pulled on his pajama bottoms, 'I had a good ten of these boring summers before I went to Hogwarts, I spose it's cause now I know what I'm missing'
He sighed again and hoped into bed wondering what his friends Ron and Hermione were doing this summer. He knew Ron would be going to Romania for a holiday. But what about Hermione, he hadn't heard from her at all. he was still remembering the kiss they had shared on the last day of term. 'Ok ok' he remembered it was nothing more than a friendly peck on the cheek, nothing could have been more chaste. But he couldn't help but wonder if Hermione had also felt the sparks of electricity as her lips touched his cheek? He thought about it while falling asleep hopeing thoughts of Hermione would turn into beautiful dreams.
Harry grumbled, rolled over, opened one eye a crack, saw his digital clock which read 4.28am and tried to get back to sleep. How had he woken up? He'd been having the most wonderful dream, he couldn't remember much now, but it had Hermione in it and they had been all alone. 'It's not that I'm falling for Hermione or anything' he reasoned with himself 'it's just cause she's such a great friend' satisfied with his own analagy he reclosed his eyes and attempted to get back into his marvelous dream. However he soon found himself completely untired. Rather unfortunate but that was the way it was. Harry figured he may as well get started on some of his potions homework. Snape had been the only teacher mean enough to hand out holiday homework after the years ordeal. But since he gave out enough for all the teachers combined nothing seemed changed and the work load was normal.
At 7.15am Harry woke up to find himself sitting at his desk with his work sprawled out in front of him. He must have fallen asleep studying. 'Hermione would be impressed' he couldn't help but think, before he tried to banish thoughts of her from his mind. She serverly diminished his concentration.
Suddenly a loud crash was heard from downstairs. Harry only hoped that Dudley had broken a chair rather than it having anything to do with him (like most strange and loud noises usually did) He was sorely mistaken. "BOY" he heard his uncle bellow. "DOWN HERE NOW" this was followed by an abnormally high pitched scream from his aunt and a soft thud, which to Harry sounded a lot like she had fainted.
Sure enough when he made it down the stairs at a snails pace ('may as well prolong the inevitable') there was aunt Petunia sprawled on the ground in a most undignified manner. But that wasn't all Uncle Vernon's face was redder than a tomato and looking around Harry could see why. A scene which vividly reminded him of when the Weasleys came to pick him up last summer fell before his eyes. The fire place had been blown apart and brushing himself off in the middle of the rubble was... "Sirius" Harry exclaimed before racing forward and hugging his godfather. "Hello Harry, sorry about the intrusion, I tried to get you last night, well this morning really. I banged on your window, you stirred for a while but then must have gone back to sleep. I was hoping to get you without all this hassle, but oh well I'm here now"
As the realitly of the situation sunk in Harry began to panic "But what are you doing here? Do you know how dangerous this is? Your a wanted criminal, the death eaters, Fudge, even the muggle police are after you!! Hide quickly" To Harry's great surprise Sirius chuckled "Calm down Harry don't stress so much. I've been let of I was questioned before Fudge himself under the truth potion and my charges were wiped, even that old fool can't argue with a powerful potion. Don't know why they didn't use it sooner if you ask me"
Harry took a while to soak all this in but when it all clicked he smiled a little " So does this mean...." "That you can come to live with me" finished Sirius. "It certainly does. Dumbledore gave the O.K so I'm here to retrieve you. Providing there are no problems with you I trust" Continued Sirius aiming his conversation now at Mr Dursley who was frantically trying to get his wife to come too at the same time as drag her into the kitchen 'away form the freaks' "Take him" panted Vernon "Take him and get out. I never want to see him again" It seems this last intrusion on his family was the final straw for Uncle Vernon. He shot Harry one last petrified look before slamming the kitchen door.
"I'll go pack then" said Harry now extremely excited and nervous at the knowledge of his new home. Sirius waved his wand, muttered a few words then beamed up at Harry. "No need, all done" With that Harry's neatly packed Hogwarts trunk came floating down the stairs along with Hegwig in her cage. The luggage floated into the fireplace and Harry and Sirius stepped in as well. "HOME" Sirius yelled. And Harry didn't even feel all the familiar horrors that come with floo powder travel. 'Home' he thought 'it's gonna be brilliant to have one'
Well what do you think?? Please review cause I need to know if I should keep going. I have lots of plans for this. Hermione and Ron come into it soon. And also the return to Hogwarts. Thanks for reading!
~ love annie~
Authors Note: I'm sure this is said all the time but.... this is my first try at this, Now on with the show....
Unexpected Summer
Harry Potter sat on the edge of his single bed in his tiny bedroom at number 4 Privet Drive, his chin was in his hands and he was once again, for perhaps the millionth time that day contemplating what a boring summer he was about to experience. His fourth year at Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft and Wizardry hadn't run all too smoothly, in fact it was quite the opposite. He had been mysteriously entered into one of the most dangerous wizarding competitions of all time, witnessed the murder of one of his schoolmates, and had been privy to the rising again of the darkest sorcerer of all time, Lord Voldermort. He had then gone on to fight Lord Voldermort in an attempt to save his own life, he had narrowly escaped, but only after seeing some entirely haunting images of his dead family and friends.
Due to all this commotion it was safe to say Harry Potter wasn't one of the safest people on the planet right now. Voldermort was now at large, gathering followers and gaining power. And if anyone was at risk of his wrath it would have to be Harry. Seeing as how he had escaped Voldermort on numerous occasions, he was now number one on his hit list. Cornelius Fudge The Minister Of Magic, refuses to acknowledge any of this however so it is up to Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts to see to Harry's protection.
The only problem is Harry isn't to pleased with Dumbledore's methods. He is to stay at the Dursly's for the entire summer!! It is far to risky for him to visit The Burrow. So now we are back to where we began... 'Well it's all well and good for Dumbledore to say these things' Harry thought 'but does he not realize that if I stay here I will die from boredom??? or be starved to death? I'd much rather go to The Burrow, even if Voldermort did show up, at least that would be exciting'
But Harry realized even as he thought this, that Dumbledore was right. He did have to stay here. If he went to the Burrow he wouldn't only be putting himself at risk. He would be risking the lives of the entire Weasly family as well. That was something Harry deffinatly did not want. So it was with a heavy heart that Harry sighed, stood up and got ready for bed. 'I don't see why I find this so hard' he wondered as he pulled on his pajama bottoms, 'I had a good ten of these boring summers before I went to Hogwarts, I spose it's cause now I know what I'm missing'
He sighed again and hoped into bed wondering what his friends Ron and Hermione were doing this summer. He knew Ron would be going to Romania for a holiday. But what about Hermione, he hadn't heard from her at all. he was still remembering the kiss they had shared on the last day of term. 'Ok ok' he remembered it was nothing more than a friendly peck on the cheek, nothing could have been more chaste. But he couldn't help but wonder if Hermione had also felt the sparks of electricity as her lips touched his cheek? He thought about it while falling asleep hopeing thoughts of Hermione would turn into beautiful dreams.
Harry grumbled, rolled over, opened one eye a crack, saw his digital clock which read 4.28am and tried to get back to sleep. How had he woken up? He'd been having the most wonderful dream, he couldn't remember much now, but it had Hermione in it and they had been all alone. 'It's not that I'm falling for Hermione or anything' he reasoned with himself 'it's just cause she's such a great friend' satisfied with his own analagy he reclosed his eyes and attempted to get back into his marvelous dream. However he soon found himself completely untired. Rather unfortunate but that was the way it was. Harry figured he may as well get started on some of his potions homework. Snape had been the only teacher mean enough to hand out holiday homework after the years ordeal. But since he gave out enough for all the teachers combined nothing seemed changed and the work load was normal.
At 7.15am Harry woke up to find himself sitting at his desk with his work sprawled out in front of him. He must have fallen asleep studying. 'Hermione would be impressed' he couldn't help but think, before he tried to banish thoughts of her from his mind. She serverly diminished his concentration.
Suddenly a loud crash was heard from downstairs. Harry only hoped that Dudley had broken a chair rather than it having anything to do with him (like most strange and loud noises usually did) He was sorely mistaken. "BOY" he heard his uncle bellow. "DOWN HERE NOW" this was followed by an abnormally high pitched scream from his aunt and a soft thud, which to Harry sounded a lot like she had fainted.
Sure enough when he made it down the stairs at a snails pace ('may as well prolong the inevitable') there was aunt Petunia sprawled on the ground in a most undignified manner. But that wasn't all Uncle Vernon's face was redder than a tomato and looking around Harry could see why. A scene which vividly reminded him of when the Weasleys came to pick him up last summer fell before his eyes. The fire place had been blown apart and brushing himself off in the middle of the rubble was... "Sirius" Harry exclaimed before racing forward and hugging his godfather. "Hello Harry, sorry about the intrusion, I tried to get you last night, well this morning really. I banged on your window, you stirred for a while but then must have gone back to sleep. I was hoping to get you without all this hassle, but oh well I'm here now"
As the realitly of the situation sunk in Harry began to panic "But what are you doing here? Do you know how dangerous this is? Your a wanted criminal, the death eaters, Fudge, even the muggle police are after you!! Hide quickly" To Harry's great surprise Sirius chuckled "Calm down Harry don't stress so much. I've been let of I was questioned before Fudge himself under the truth potion and my charges were wiped, even that old fool can't argue with a powerful potion. Don't know why they didn't use it sooner if you ask me"
Harry took a while to soak all this in but when it all clicked he smiled a little " So does this mean...." "That you can come to live with me" finished Sirius. "It certainly does. Dumbledore gave the O.K so I'm here to retrieve you. Providing there are no problems with you I trust" Continued Sirius aiming his conversation now at Mr Dursley who was frantically trying to get his wife to come too at the same time as drag her into the kitchen 'away form the freaks' "Take him" panted Vernon "Take him and get out. I never want to see him again" It seems this last intrusion on his family was the final straw for Uncle Vernon. He shot Harry one last petrified look before slamming the kitchen door.
"I'll go pack then" said Harry now extremely excited and nervous at the knowledge of his new home. Sirius waved his wand, muttered a few words then beamed up at Harry. "No need, all done" With that Harry's neatly packed Hogwarts trunk came floating down the stairs along with Hegwig in her cage. The luggage floated into the fireplace and Harry and Sirius stepped in as well. "HOME" Sirius yelled. And Harry didn't even feel all the familiar horrors that come with floo powder travel. 'Home' he thought 'it's gonna be brilliant to have one'
Well what do you think?? Please review cause I need to know if I should keep going. I have lots of plans for this. Hermione and Ron come into it soon. And also the return to Hogwarts. Thanks for reading!
~ love annie~