Alternative Ways
5 Years Later
I know, I know! I should have kept going but this is tiring work! I've decided to give you a run-down on what's been happening. Harry's been at Beauxbatons for his first four years of school and was placed in Dragoon, the Beauxbatons equivalent of Slytherin. He's top of his class and the most popular in his year. He has had his eyesight magically corrected and has bleached the tips of his hair. Most of the girls want him and he has gone out with half his year. Voldemort, hearing Harry would not be going to Hogwarts came up with a plan and has not attacked anyone or been revived. Cedric won the Tri-Wizard Cup, Ron is Gryffindor Keeper, Hermione is the top of her class and in Gryffindor but she has few friends, namely Draco and Ron. Draco is in Gryffindor (see what difference not meeting Harry on the train made?), Sirius has been proven innocent but unable to care for Harry due to psychological problems and Remus Lupin teaches D.A.D.A at Hogwarts.
Harry yawned and rolled over. He loved spending the Summer holidays at Ros's house, but the Summer was nearly over. He sighed and got up, pulling on some pants and a top, then noticing a letter on the table. He walked over and picked it up, it had the Beauxbatons crest on it as well as another with a 'H'. Confused he opened the envelope.
Beauxbatons Academy of Sorcery
Headmistress: Olympe Maxime
Dear Mister Potter,
We regret to inform you that no longer are you registered to remain at our school and take advantage of the facilities offered. You will be transferred to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry where you will spend your last three years of learning. Once again, we regret to have you leave us but this is what your parents had planned for you.
Your sincerely,
Malik Rolduur
Deputy Headmaster
Harry stared at the letter and re-read it four times. Finally accepting it he turned to the next letter.
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
Dear Mister Potter,
We here at Hogwarts are extremely happy to finally have you join us. Here you will be able to finally do as your parents planned for you, become a Hogwarts student and later a Graduate. After examining your current school files we believe you will do very well here and as a result you have been placed in all the Advanced classes. If you wish you might try out for a position on your house Quidditch team, to do so you must bring your own broom for tryouts. Enclosed are the list of books and equipment you will require.
Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress
Harry sighed, but he accepted it. In both letters it was mentioned it was what his parents wanted and he didn't want to disappoint 'Daddy Deadest' now did he. He sighed and walked downstairs to breakfast.
September 1st
I know, I skipped ahead again. But it would've been very boring as all Harry did was go to Diagon Alley, get his books and stay the night at the Leaky Cauldron. So now we're at Platform 9 3/4 to see our hero off!
Harry dashed through the barrier and ran alongside the train, throwing his baggage in a door and leaping on. Several students near-by stared at him and he just rolled his eyes at them as he got up and dusted himself off. Picking up his trunk he search for a compartment to stay.
His little quest took him to the end of the train and the last compartment. He stumbled in as the train jolted as saw a almost empty room, the only inhabitants being a redhead boy, a blonde boy and a brunette. He smiled. "Can I come in? All the other places are full." The blonde looked at him and nodded. He put his gear away and sat next to the girl.
"I've never seen you before, what house are you in?" Asked the girl. "oh, I'm new." He put his hand out. "Harry Potter." The girl had been reaching for it before that and froze. "Harry Potter? As in THE Harry Potter? As in You-Know-Who Harry Potter?" Harry smiled. "The one and only, I think. And who are you?" She blushed at the fact she was acting stupid and grinned. "Hermione Granger. These two are Ronald Bartholemew Weasley and Draco Malfoy." She said, indicating first the redhead and then the blonde.
Harry raised an eyebrow, "Bartholemew? Pretty posh name. Is your family rich or something?'" Ron just glared at him and went red. Hermione leant in to his ear, "Ron's family is very poor. He's ashamed of their social status. Please don't mention it." Harry nodded and looked at him. "Sorry, I didn't know." "Didn't know?" Ron looked shocked. "What planet do you come from? Everyone knows the poor Weasley family of rabbits!" Hermione scowled and so did Draco. " Look, just 'cause you're famous in Britain doesn't mean you're famous in France." Harry replied, annoyed at the way the guy spoke. "France?" Said the blonde, obviously trying to change topics. Thankfully it worked and the four spent most the train ride talking about boring stuff.
Eventually Hermione left to put on her robes and the boys put on their own. Harry's were made of pure silk but were charmed to keep his body temperature at the average level.
5 Years Later
I know, I know! I should have kept going but this is tiring work! I've decided to give you a run-down on what's been happening. Harry's been at Beauxbatons for his first four years of school and was placed in Dragoon, the Beauxbatons equivalent of Slytherin. He's top of his class and the most popular in his year. He has had his eyesight magically corrected and has bleached the tips of his hair. Most of the girls want him and he has gone out with half his year. Voldemort, hearing Harry would not be going to Hogwarts came up with a plan and has not attacked anyone or been revived. Cedric won the Tri-Wizard Cup, Ron is Gryffindor Keeper, Hermione is the top of her class and in Gryffindor but she has few friends, namely Draco and Ron. Draco is in Gryffindor (see what difference not meeting Harry on the train made?), Sirius has been proven innocent but unable to care for Harry due to psychological problems and Remus Lupin teaches D.A.D.A at Hogwarts.
Harry yawned and rolled over. He loved spending the Summer holidays at Ros's house, but the Summer was nearly over. He sighed and got up, pulling on some pants and a top, then noticing a letter on the table. He walked over and picked it up, it had the Beauxbatons crest on it as well as another with a 'H'. Confused he opened the envelope.
Beauxbatons Academy of Sorcery
Headmistress: Olympe Maxime
Dear Mister Potter,
We regret to inform you that no longer are you registered to remain at our school and take advantage of the facilities offered. You will be transferred to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry where you will spend your last three years of learning. Once again, we regret to have you leave us but this is what your parents had planned for you.
Your sincerely,
Malik Rolduur
Deputy Headmaster
Harry stared at the letter and re-read it four times. Finally accepting it he turned to the next letter.
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
Dear Mister Potter,
We here at Hogwarts are extremely happy to finally have you join us. Here you will be able to finally do as your parents planned for you, become a Hogwarts student and later a Graduate. After examining your current school files we believe you will do very well here and as a result you have been placed in all the Advanced classes. If you wish you might try out for a position on your house Quidditch team, to do so you must bring your own broom for tryouts. Enclosed are the list of books and equipment you will require.
Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress
Harry sighed, but he accepted it. In both letters it was mentioned it was what his parents wanted and he didn't want to disappoint 'Daddy Deadest' now did he. He sighed and walked downstairs to breakfast.
September 1st
I know, I skipped ahead again. But it would've been very boring as all Harry did was go to Diagon Alley, get his books and stay the night at the Leaky Cauldron. So now we're at Platform 9 3/4 to see our hero off!
Harry dashed through the barrier and ran alongside the train, throwing his baggage in a door and leaping on. Several students near-by stared at him and he just rolled his eyes at them as he got up and dusted himself off. Picking up his trunk he search for a compartment to stay.
His little quest took him to the end of the train and the last compartment. He stumbled in as the train jolted as saw a almost empty room, the only inhabitants being a redhead boy, a blonde boy and a brunette. He smiled. "Can I come in? All the other places are full." The blonde looked at him and nodded. He put his gear away and sat next to the girl.
"I've never seen you before, what house are you in?" Asked the girl. "oh, I'm new." He put his hand out. "Harry Potter." The girl had been reaching for it before that and froze. "Harry Potter? As in THE Harry Potter? As in You-Know-Who Harry Potter?" Harry smiled. "The one and only, I think. And who are you?" She blushed at the fact she was acting stupid and grinned. "Hermione Granger. These two are Ronald Bartholemew Weasley and Draco Malfoy." She said, indicating first the redhead and then the blonde.
Harry raised an eyebrow, "Bartholemew? Pretty posh name. Is your family rich or something?'" Ron just glared at him and went red. Hermione leant in to his ear, "Ron's family is very poor. He's ashamed of their social status. Please don't mention it." Harry nodded and looked at him. "Sorry, I didn't know." "Didn't know?" Ron looked shocked. "What planet do you come from? Everyone knows the poor Weasley family of rabbits!" Hermione scowled and so did Draco. " Look, just 'cause you're famous in Britain doesn't mean you're famous in France." Harry replied, annoyed at the way the guy spoke. "France?" Said the blonde, obviously trying to change topics. Thankfully it worked and the four spent most the train ride talking about boring stuff.
Eventually Hermione left to put on her robes and the boys put on their own. Harry's were made of pure silk but were charmed to keep his body temperature at the average level.