A/N: OK...this is gonna be a combination of an authors note and a
disclaimer!! the note part is the quicker you people review the quicker
i'll post the next chapter!! the disclaimer is the same as most......all
the characters (except any you don't reconise) belong to the wonderful J.K.
Rowling!! i only own the plot!!
IMPORTANT: Some of my friends read this story before i posted it....and a few of them weren't sure were this story's setting was. So...I'll set that strait right now. The setting is @ the Dursley's house!
Chapter 1: Notes and Presents
Harry stared as a massive midnight colored owl with red eyes swooped through his window and dropped a worn-looking piece of parchment beside him on the head. Then the owl flew back out the window and away into the stary sky. Harry stared at the note in wonder because he didn't reconise the owl as Ron's or Hermione's. "Oh yeah!" he muttered, slapping himself on the forehead, "Sirius!!" He eagrly grabbed the parchment, but quickly dropped it again as it fell oped by it's self. A strangely familiar voice filled the room, low and hissing like a snake:
I have something.....something you will miss! I have the red haired one, and if you don't come to me within the next 2 months, then the last thing he'll see is green!!
The note suddenly burst into flame, but the carpet wasn't singed. There weren't even any ashes! Harry stared at the spot were it had been not moments before. Then slowly, in a trance-like state, he got up and walked over to his desk, and picked up a quill and parchment. Then he wrote down the message, which was as clear as if it had been branded there. Harry sat there, thinking outloud. "Red hair?? Who is close to me and has red hair?? Oh no!!!!! Ron!!!! What do I do now?" Then it dawned on him. Write Dumbledor!! He egarly grabbed a freash sheet of paper and begain to write:
Dear Professor Dumbledor,
I have just recieved the strangest message. A black owl with red eyes flew into my room and dropped a piece of parchment onto my bed. Then it flew away. When I picked it up to read it fell out of my hands and begain to talk. It was the voice of Voldemort and he said he has Ron Weasley. If I don't come to him in the next two monthe, he'll kill Ron.
Yours,
Harry Potter
"There" said Harry, "That's done!" He walked over to Hedwig and tied the note to her leg. "Take this to Dumbledor ASAP," he told her. She nipped his ear affectionatly, then soared out the window, looking like a ghost against the dark sky. As Harry watched her, he tought, "So....Voldemort has Ron and will kill him if I don't some to him in the next two months." Harry sighed, and silently hoped Hedwig would find Dumbledor quickly.
A squeak of springs and a grunt from the next room broght harry back to his sences. "It's almost morning," he realized. He got up and put on some clothes. Then he wondered downstairs, (remembering to avoid the squeeking steps), and got something to eat before the Dursley's woke up. All the while he was wondering about Ron. Did they torture him, or are they starving him? Harry heard footstpes over head and quickly set the table for breakfast. Then he bounded back up the stairs to his room. He glanced at his calender and realized with a jolt that today was his birthday! He had been 15 for...oh....6 hours and 15 minutes!!! Suddenly, a large chocolate colored owl flew in the window. It was carrying a large package which it dropped on his bed and flew back out the window, almost colliding with another owl, who also dropped a package on Harry's bed beside the frist one. He glared at them cautiously, before timidly picking up the first one. As he saw what was written on the top, he grinned. There were the words:
To: Harry
From: Hagrid
He ripped open the package, and inside was a photo of himself, Ron, and Hermione that had been taken last year. It was elegantly framed in a beautiful mahogany colored frame. Harry bit back tears when he saw them all together, laughing. "Will we ever be that happy again......together??" Harry wondered. Then with a sigh, he caught sight of the other package. He noticed that it was from Hermoine, so he tore off the crinkly brown paper to find what looked like a crystal ball. Harry caught the note that was fluttering to the floor. It read:
Harry,
I know what you are thinking! But.....THIS IS NOT A CRYSTAL BALL!!! It's called a Mind-Orb and to work it all you have to do is concentrate in the person whose mind you want to read and their thoughts will appear inside! Enjoy it and HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!
Love,
Hermione
"Wow!!" thought Harry. He concentrated on Ron, and what appered in the orb horrified him!
Chapter 2: The Phone Call
Blackness. Utter blackness was all Harry saw. Then Ron's voice filled his ears: "Now I wish I had never met Harry!" Then another voice said: "But then you wouldn't have had all those advetures!" "So what!! I could be at home right now, drinking butterbeer!! Not lying here on the ground, about to freeze!!!" "Good point!!" Then the ball went blank. Harry sat the Mind- Orb back on his dresser, feeling like his limbs were made of lead. Then Hedwig glided throught the window and dropped a letter on Harry's head. Harry grabded it and read:
Harry,
I thank you for letting me know about Voldemort as soon as possible. This will give me time to prepare for...well...let's just say prepare. If you recieve anymore notes, notify me immediently! BE CAREFUL!!!!!
Albus Dumbledor
Immedently, relief spread through out Harry. In the back of his mind, he had hoped that Dumbledor would come and get him, yet he knew he wouldn't. Harry sat, lost in thought, when a large pink flamingo clambered through the window, and droped a note in Harry's lap. Harry ripped it open:
Harry,
Dumbledor contacted me and told me about Ron. Don't worry, Dumbledor is a great man. Surely he'll figure something out! You must BE CAREFUL!!!!!!
Sirius
"Great, now Sirius will worry his head off about me. Not that he wasn't before!" Suddenly, Harry felt exausted, so he lay down on his bed and closed his eyes. All of a sudden, there was a banging at the door that sounded like thunder. Harry was jolted awake, and went sleepily to the door. He slowly opened the door, to find Uncle Vernon standing there looking like he had just run a mile, then been told he didn't have to. Spluttering, he held out the cordless phone. Harry grabbed it, and said, "Hello?" A voice he had been longing to hear all summer said, "Harry!!!"
hehe...nice little cliffie isn't it?? well...the sooner you people review the sooner i'll post the next chapter!!
IMPORTANT: Some of my friends read this story before i posted it....and a few of them weren't sure were this story's setting was. So...I'll set that strait right now. The setting is @ the Dursley's house!
Chapter 1: Notes and Presents
Harry stared as a massive midnight colored owl with red eyes swooped through his window and dropped a worn-looking piece of parchment beside him on the head. Then the owl flew back out the window and away into the stary sky. Harry stared at the note in wonder because he didn't reconise the owl as Ron's or Hermione's. "Oh yeah!" he muttered, slapping himself on the forehead, "Sirius!!" He eagrly grabbed the parchment, but quickly dropped it again as it fell oped by it's self. A strangely familiar voice filled the room, low and hissing like a snake:
I have something.....something you will miss! I have the red haired one, and if you don't come to me within the next 2 months, then the last thing he'll see is green!!
The note suddenly burst into flame, but the carpet wasn't singed. There weren't even any ashes! Harry stared at the spot were it had been not moments before. Then slowly, in a trance-like state, he got up and walked over to his desk, and picked up a quill and parchment. Then he wrote down the message, which was as clear as if it had been branded there. Harry sat there, thinking outloud. "Red hair?? Who is close to me and has red hair?? Oh no!!!!! Ron!!!! What do I do now?" Then it dawned on him. Write Dumbledor!! He egarly grabbed a freash sheet of paper and begain to write:
Dear Professor Dumbledor,
I have just recieved the strangest message. A black owl with red eyes flew into my room and dropped a piece of parchment onto my bed. Then it flew away. When I picked it up to read it fell out of my hands and begain to talk. It was the voice of Voldemort and he said he has Ron Weasley. If I don't come to him in the next two monthe, he'll kill Ron.
Yours,
Harry Potter
"There" said Harry, "That's done!" He walked over to Hedwig and tied the note to her leg. "Take this to Dumbledor ASAP," he told her. She nipped his ear affectionatly, then soared out the window, looking like a ghost against the dark sky. As Harry watched her, he tought, "So....Voldemort has Ron and will kill him if I don't some to him in the next two months." Harry sighed, and silently hoped Hedwig would find Dumbledor quickly.
A squeak of springs and a grunt from the next room broght harry back to his sences. "It's almost morning," he realized. He got up and put on some clothes. Then he wondered downstairs, (remembering to avoid the squeeking steps), and got something to eat before the Dursley's woke up. All the while he was wondering about Ron. Did they torture him, or are they starving him? Harry heard footstpes over head and quickly set the table for breakfast. Then he bounded back up the stairs to his room. He glanced at his calender and realized with a jolt that today was his birthday! He had been 15 for...oh....6 hours and 15 minutes!!! Suddenly, a large chocolate colored owl flew in the window. It was carrying a large package which it dropped on his bed and flew back out the window, almost colliding with another owl, who also dropped a package on Harry's bed beside the frist one. He glared at them cautiously, before timidly picking up the first one. As he saw what was written on the top, he grinned. There were the words:
To: Harry
From: Hagrid
He ripped open the package, and inside was a photo of himself, Ron, and Hermione that had been taken last year. It was elegantly framed in a beautiful mahogany colored frame. Harry bit back tears when he saw them all together, laughing. "Will we ever be that happy again......together??" Harry wondered. Then with a sigh, he caught sight of the other package. He noticed that it was from Hermoine, so he tore off the crinkly brown paper to find what looked like a crystal ball. Harry caught the note that was fluttering to the floor. It read:
Harry,
I know what you are thinking! But.....THIS IS NOT A CRYSTAL BALL!!! It's called a Mind-Orb and to work it all you have to do is concentrate in the person whose mind you want to read and their thoughts will appear inside! Enjoy it and HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!
Love,
Hermione
"Wow!!" thought Harry. He concentrated on Ron, and what appered in the orb horrified him!
Chapter 2: The Phone Call
Blackness. Utter blackness was all Harry saw. Then Ron's voice filled his ears: "Now I wish I had never met Harry!" Then another voice said: "But then you wouldn't have had all those advetures!" "So what!! I could be at home right now, drinking butterbeer!! Not lying here on the ground, about to freeze!!!" "Good point!!" Then the ball went blank. Harry sat the Mind- Orb back on his dresser, feeling like his limbs were made of lead. Then Hedwig glided throught the window and dropped a letter on Harry's head. Harry grabded it and read:
Harry,
I thank you for letting me know about Voldemort as soon as possible. This will give me time to prepare for...well...let's just say prepare. If you recieve anymore notes, notify me immediently! BE CAREFUL!!!!!
Albus Dumbledor
Immedently, relief spread through out Harry. In the back of his mind, he had hoped that Dumbledor would come and get him, yet he knew he wouldn't. Harry sat, lost in thought, when a large pink flamingo clambered through the window, and droped a note in Harry's lap. Harry ripped it open:
Harry,
Dumbledor contacted me and told me about Ron. Don't worry, Dumbledor is a great man. Surely he'll figure something out! You must BE CAREFUL!!!!!!
Sirius
"Great, now Sirius will worry his head off about me. Not that he wasn't before!" Suddenly, Harry felt exausted, so he lay down on his bed and closed his eyes. All of a sudden, there was a banging at the door that sounded like thunder. Harry was jolted awake, and went sleepily to the door. He slowly opened the door, to find Uncle Vernon standing there looking like he had just run a mile, then been told he didn't have to. Spluttering, he held out the cordless phone. Harry grabbed it, and said, "Hello?" A voice he had been longing to hear all summer said, "Harry!!!"
hehe...nice little cliffie isn't it?? well...the sooner you people review the sooner i'll post the next chapter!!