Harry Potter and the Cruel Joke/Chapter 1
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Harry Potter woke up feeling a bit light-headed one morning. He groaned. Today was the day they had to take their O.W.L. Exams, and he felt just awful. He threw on his clothes and went to the Gryffindor Common Room to meet his very best friends, Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley, so they could go to breakfast together. He walked down the spiral staircase and looked around.
That's funny, Harry thought to himself. Neither Hermione or Ron were there waiting for him. Maybe they were too hungry to wait, Harry thought. As he walked to the Great Hall, he saw Neville Longbottom just coming back from breakfast.
"Hi, Neville!" harry greeted him. Neville just walked on, staring at harry like he was a Death Eater or something. Harry pushed open the grand doors to the Great Hall and walked to the Gryffindor table. He spotted Hermione and Ron at once, sitting with Ginny Weasley. He sat in an empty chair next to them and said, "Hi guys! Why didn't you wait for me this morning? I was looking everywhere for you." Hermione made an odd face and Ron said, "Er-- are you a new student that we don't know about?"
"Wha?… Ron what's up?" Harry was confused. "And tell me, how in the world do you know my name?" Ron said.
"Because I'm your best friend! My God, what is happening? Are you playing a joke on me?"
"Er-- I am?" Ron said, laughing.
Harry jumped up and stormed off. How can this be happening to him? As he went to go through the massive wooden doors leading to the corridor his first class was in, someone tapped him on his shoulder. Harry turned around angrily. It was Snape. 'Excuse me," he said icily, "But I never heard anything about a new student at Hogwarts. Please follow me."
Harry opened his mouth to argue, but was too stunned to say anything. What was happening to him? He followed Snape and was led into professor Dumbledore's office. Dumbledore opened his door and said, "Do come in." Harry and Snape sat in tall scarlet armchairs and Snape said, "Who is this boy?"
Dumbledore looked at harry. Harry looked back with a pained expression on his face. Please, oh please don't let Dumbledore be in on the joke too! Harry thought.
"I have no clue. That's what I'm trying to figure out right now. Would you like explaining, dear boy?"
"My name is Harry Potter, I'm a fifth year at this school, and I don't know why you are all playing this cruel joke on me," Harry said smugly. "Are you?" Dumbledore said, "I've never heard of such a student at my school. I'm afraid if you don't have proof, we shall have to make you leave. We don't accept transfer students at Hogwarts."
"But I'm not!" harry said hotly.
"I don't want to have to ask you this again, Mr. Potter, please leave," Dumbledore said quietly. Why are they doing this to me? Harry thought. "Severus, please show him the way out," Dumbledore instructed.
When at the Hogwarts Entrance Hall, harry said, "Will I at least be able to get my stuff?"
"You have stuff her already, do you?" Snape said. "I don't think so. Good-bye Mr. Potter." And he shut the door in Harry's face. So Harry walked to Hogsmeade and got a ride to number 4 Privet drive. He knocked on the door and Aunt Petunia answered.
"Hello?" she said. "Erm, Aunt Petunia, something weird is happening and I got sent home from school…" harry said uncomfortably.
"Uh, I don't have any nephews, I'm an only child. I believe you got the wrong house." And she too, like Snape, shut the door in Harry's miserable face. Harry started to walk down the street. Where do I go now?" he thought to himself. Then he thought of it: Mrs. Figg! Mrs. Figg would never get in on jokes like that!
Harry eagerly went to Mrs.Figg's house. On the way there, Harry started to feel even sicker than before. He knocked on the door of Mrs. Figg's house and she opened it. "Hello?" she greeted him in her croaky old voice. "Some joke being played on me… got in trouble… for nothing… please help.." harry drifted off. Then he passed out on her front porch.