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Intro: This story takes place in Harry's fifth year. The Lord Voldemort has just regained power. Harry is now at the Dursley's.
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Harry sat silently, watching the gray, cloudy sky. He was holding a letter in hand, a letter in thick
yellow parchment with the familiar green ink. He had waited a whole month for news from Dumbledore. The letter had finally came, but not bearing good news. He played with it in his hands for a while, before heading to his desk and putting it on a pile of other envelopes, all containing different letters from friends back at Hogwarts. But, none contained the information he desperately wanted, he wanted to know what was happening in the fight against Lord Voldemort. Right after the rise of the Dark Lord, Harry was sent home, since it was the safest place for him. Not even Ron, his best friend, knew anything about it. All information concerning Voldemort were classified as "Top-Secret". Only the people working for Dumbledore knew anything, and had made a vow of silence. If any of them spoke a word, they would be automatically sent to Azkaban, the wizard prison. But, Harry did have a special right to know, since he had witnessed and non-willingly participated in the Rise of the Dark Lord. Harry was now sitting on his bed, staring absentmindedly at the door. He suddenly got up, walked to his desk and took the letter. He then went back to his bed to open it. The letter read:
Dear Harry,
I know you have been waiting patiently this last month for news about our fight against Lord Voldemort. I write to you, bearing bad news. The Lord has enormous power, and has gathered all the supporters he could get. We have had trouble finding people to fight against him, since everyone is either scared to fight him, or are fighting with him. It is amazing what people will do for a little power. I know you are probably tired of hearing this, but you must stay where you are. We cannot bring you with us, for now. We have put wards around your house. I have also performed the Fidelius Charm, so the Dark Lord will not be able to find you. I cannot tell you who your Secret-Keeper is, in case this letter gets intercepted. That is all the information I can give you. I shall be in touch with you soon. Stay strong.
Sincerely,
Dumbledore
Harry stared blankly at the letter for a moment. He then put the letter back in the envelope, and put it on his night table. He then took a piece of parchment and his quill and wrote to his two best friends, Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley, explaining Dumbledore's letter. He whistled and his Snowy White owl, Hedwig, appeared. He tied the two letters to her paw, gave her a bit of owl feed as she nibbled his ear, and Harry finally sent her through the window. He watched her fly away in the distance until all he could see was a very small dot. Harry walked out of his room, down the stairs, through the kitchen and outside in the backyard. He just sat there on the garden bench, thinking. Thinking about all sorts of things. He thought of his best friend Ron, who he also considered his brother. He thought of his other best friend, Hermione Granger, and how much he missed her. He missed Ron, but he missed Hermione in another sort of way, in a way Harry had never felt before. He contemplated why he felt like that for a moment and decided that it was only his mind playing tricks. He then processed all the information he had read in the letter he had just received. All of a sudden, two big yellow spots appeared in the garden hedge.
"DOBBY!!" Harry yelled, running towards the hedge.
But, it wasn't Dobby the house-elf.
Harry stuck his arms in the hedge to take the little creature, but immediately took them out, screaming in pain. The creature had bitten him, and now there was blood all over Harry. A very high-pitched cackle was heard. Harry quickly grabbed a stick and hit the creature, so it bounced into view. It was in fact not Dobby, it was an Erlking, a small elfish creature that likes to eat little children. Harry then grabbed a bag and threw on top of the Erkling, to trap it. The little critter was screaming and jumping up and down. Harry tied the bag to a small tree and then spoke to the Erkling.
"What do you want from me?" asked Harry.
"I was ordered to bring you to the Forest of The Black Sword" replied the little creature.
"The what??" asked Harry.
"The Forest of The Black Sword"
"And what is that supposed to be?"
"It is where my master lives, and where you shall die!"
"Oh really, well, doesn't really look like you succeeded in capturing me now does it?"
"Oh, you shall see! Maybe not today, but, more shall be back, and my Master shall have his revenge!!"
And with that, the Erkling disappeared with a very loud 'pop'.
Now, this gave something else for Harry to think about. He ran up to his room, ignoring his Aunt Petunia's questions about the noise outside. He picked up a quill and some parchment and began to write once again, but this time to Dumbledore. He explained all about his Erlking encounter.
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I hope you liked this chapter. I'll start working on the second one soon. Please review, I need your input.
Next Chapter: Love, and lot's of it!(no not sex, I said love!). lol. Maybe some Voldy. Ron and Hermione are definitely there!