Hogwarts Uncovered?
***Chapter 1***
"Uhm, is Harry there? Yes, i'll hold. No i'm not a salesman. Magic? Excuse me? Oh ok." Ron
said as Mr. Dursley yelled for Harry.
"HARRY! SOME KID IS ON THE PHONE!" Uncle Vernon screamed.
"Oh honey, please don't scream. Our little Dudley is in the kicthen watching T.V." Mrs. Dursley said as
she walked into the living room.
"In the kitchen? I thought he had three T.V. in his room!" Uncle Vernon exclaimed.
"Two exploded, and the other one is missing..." She said slowly as she watched Harry run down the
stairs. Uncle Vernon stared harshly at Harry as he picked up the phone.
"Yes?"
"Harry, it's Ron."
"Ron-!"
"I can't talk long. Come to the Burrow tonight!"
"Ron, I can't! I still have to pack and Uncle-"
"Seems you can't talk long either. You usually refer to Uncle Vernon as "Piggley Wiggley"..."
"Okay, okay. How though?"
"Percy is heading your way tonight. Fred convinced him to pick you up. Whatever he says, follow along, okay?"
"Um...sure...but-"
"You have to come. I'm serious. Just...come." Ron hung up.
"Who was that?" Mrs. Dursley asked unpatienly.
"Um, an old friend asking why I don't go to school anymore-" he lied.
"See what I mean? Magic? Psh! Now my big man Dudley is gonna get a real education!" he slapped his knee.
"Uh, I have to finish packing." Harry ran upstairs. What was wrong with Ron? Ron had never rushed Harry like that before.
Of course Harry had never agreed with something like that either. What was wrong with them? Harry finished packing and
looked at Hedwig. "Oh Hedwig. My 5th year already and everything is going strange again. Why me? Why not Draco?
Hopefully nobody dies." Just then Harry remembered last year. The ungrateful death of Cedric. Cedric never did anything
except win the cup. Oh how much he hated He Who Shall Not Be Named. Just then his scar burned.
"God damnit." he said as he held his head. "This is just great."
***Chapter 1***
"Uhm, is Harry there? Yes, i'll hold. No i'm not a salesman. Magic? Excuse me? Oh ok." Ron
said as Mr. Dursley yelled for Harry.
"HARRY! SOME KID IS ON THE PHONE!" Uncle Vernon screamed.
"Oh honey, please don't scream. Our little Dudley is in the kicthen watching T.V." Mrs. Dursley said as
she walked into the living room.
"In the kitchen? I thought he had three T.V. in his room!" Uncle Vernon exclaimed.
"Two exploded, and the other one is missing..." She said slowly as she watched Harry run down the
stairs. Uncle Vernon stared harshly at Harry as he picked up the phone.
"Yes?"
"Harry, it's Ron."
"Ron-!"
"I can't talk long. Come to the Burrow tonight!"
"Ron, I can't! I still have to pack and Uncle-"
"Seems you can't talk long either. You usually refer to Uncle Vernon as "Piggley Wiggley"..."
"Okay, okay. How though?"
"Percy is heading your way tonight. Fred convinced him to pick you up. Whatever he says, follow along, okay?"
"Um...sure...but-"
"You have to come. I'm serious. Just...come." Ron hung up.
"Who was that?" Mrs. Dursley asked unpatienly.
"Um, an old friend asking why I don't go to school anymore-" he lied.
"See what I mean? Magic? Psh! Now my big man Dudley is gonna get a real education!" he slapped his knee.
"Uh, I have to finish packing." Harry ran upstairs. What was wrong with Ron? Ron had never rushed Harry like that before.
Of course Harry had never agreed with something like that either. What was wrong with them? Harry finished packing and
looked at Hedwig. "Oh Hedwig. My 5th year already and everything is going strange again. Why me? Why not Draco?
Hopefully nobody dies." Just then Harry remembered last year. The ungrateful death of Cedric. Cedric never did anything
except win the cup. Oh how much he hated He Who Shall Not Be Named. Just then his scar burned.
"God damnit." he said as he held his head. "This is just great."