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JK Rowling… Do we honestly have to put that? Everyone knows these are her
characters… oh, well… hope you like my story…
Chapter one: Hedwig gone wrong.
One night, Harry awoke in his bed at the Dursley's to a disturbing noise. When he had put his glasses on, the sound had stopped.
"What?" he thought to himself. It was probably a half awake dream. Warm, summer wind from his opened window blew his hair around his face. Strange… Harry didn't remember opening a window. He looked over at his alarm clock to check the time. Midnight. The witching hour, he realized and chuckled at the irony of it. He looked out the window, at the full moon. Then, with a sharp snap, the noise started again. The rattling scuffling noise seemed loud enough to wake the dead. Cold fear clutched at Harry's chest. Peering through the darkness, he could recognize the thin, metal bars of hedwigs cage. They sparkled in the moonlight like the ribcage of some dead beast. The noise seemed to be coming from inside her cage. Did she want out?
"Shh, quiet Hedwig, do you want to wake the Dursleys?" He cooed to her in a soft voice as he stood to let her out. Then he noticed. Her cage door was already opened… as he took a step towards her cage, the scuffling stopped.
"Hedwig…?" he muttered. The light from the window illuminated her back. It was heaving, like she was breathing very hard. She slowly turned her white feathery face towards him. The pupils of her eyes grew wider in the light and she gave Harry a look of loathing. The light caught something red glinting off her beak. Blood… Harry felt fear writhing inside him. He was frozen in place. It was human blood. Hedwig slowly turned her whole body to face Harry, and with a feathery explosion burst out of her cage, straight for Harry's neck! He ducked just in time. What was going on? Harry could feel her wing feathers beat at his neck, as she swooped overhead. Harry knew he had to get out. Hedwig let out a bloodthirsty screech, and turned in the air. He stood and scrambled for the door, but tripped over the leg of an old pair of Dudley's pajamas he was wearing. Her wings brushed his back, and she flew up to prepare for another dive. Harry flipped over onto his back. He could see Hedwig swooping up almost to the ceiling. His heart beat in his ears. Time seemed to slow down as she peaked for the dive… Harry could see it in slow motion, even though it was probably a split second. Hedwig, who was once his best friend in the world, now turned against him. His owl, his mail carrier, his friend now a minion of the underworld. What had happened? She spread her claws and dove for his face. She fell, fell, and fell with a controlled grace. Right at Harry's face. He knew what to do. He put out his arms to block her from coming, caught her wings. The demon owl shrieked and slashed with her claws and beak at his face. His arms held her wings back, and she could not quite reach his face. She slashed in the air, going for blood… It was all Harry could do not to let her attack. His arms began to ache from the strain of Hedwig's flapping. Suddenly, uncle Vernon flung open the door,
"What in bloody hell are you doing in here!!!" Hedwig escaped Harry's grasp and flew at Uncle Vernon's face.
"Look out!" Harry screamed.
TO BE CONTINUED!!! (DUN DUN DUUUUUUUUUUN!!!) I already know what happens, but that's for me to know and you to find out!!! Please review!!!
Chapter one: Hedwig gone wrong.
One night, Harry awoke in his bed at the Dursley's to a disturbing noise. When he had put his glasses on, the sound had stopped.
"What?" he thought to himself. It was probably a half awake dream. Warm, summer wind from his opened window blew his hair around his face. Strange… Harry didn't remember opening a window. He looked over at his alarm clock to check the time. Midnight. The witching hour, he realized and chuckled at the irony of it. He looked out the window, at the full moon. Then, with a sharp snap, the noise started again. The rattling scuffling noise seemed loud enough to wake the dead. Cold fear clutched at Harry's chest. Peering through the darkness, he could recognize the thin, metal bars of hedwigs cage. They sparkled in the moonlight like the ribcage of some dead beast. The noise seemed to be coming from inside her cage. Did she want out?
"Shh, quiet Hedwig, do you want to wake the Dursleys?" He cooed to her in a soft voice as he stood to let her out. Then he noticed. Her cage door was already opened… as he took a step towards her cage, the scuffling stopped.
"Hedwig…?" he muttered. The light from the window illuminated her back. It was heaving, like she was breathing very hard. She slowly turned her white feathery face towards him. The pupils of her eyes grew wider in the light and she gave Harry a look of loathing. The light caught something red glinting off her beak. Blood… Harry felt fear writhing inside him. He was frozen in place. It was human blood. Hedwig slowly turned her whole body to face Harry, and with a feathery explosion burst out of her cage, straight for Harry's neck! He ducked just in time. What was going on? Harry could feel her wing feathers beat at his neck, as she swooped overhead. Harry knew he had to get out. Hedwig let out a bloodthirsty screech, and turned in the air. He stood and scrambled for the door, but tripped over the leg of an old pair of Dudley's pajamas he was wearing. Her wings brushed his back, and she flew up to prepare for another dive. Harry flipped over onto his back. He could see Hedwig swooping up almost to the ceiling. His heart beat in his ears. Time seemed to slow down as she peaked for the dive… Harry could see it in slow motion, even though it was probably a split second. Hedwig, who was once his best friend in the world, now turned against him. His owl, his mail carrier, his friend now a minion of the underworld. What had happened? She spread her claws and dove for his face. She fell, fell, and fell with a controlled grace. Right at Harry's face. He knew what to do. He put out his arms to block her from coming, caught her wings. The demon owl shrieked and slashed with her claws and beak at his face. His arms held her wings back, and she could not quite reach his face. She slashed in the air, going for blood… It was all Harry could do not to let her attack. His arms began to ache from the strain of Hedwig's flapping. Suddenly, uncle Vernon flung open the door,
"What in bloody hell are you doing in here!!!" Hedwig escaped Harry's grasp and flew at Uncle Vernon's face.
"Look out!" Harry screamed.
TO BE CONTINUED!!! (DUN DUN DUUUUUUUUUUN!!!) I already know what happens, but that's for me to know and you to find out!!! Please review!!!