Harry Potter
and the
Destiny Stone
"OUCH!!!"
Harry woke up with a scream. When he glanced at his watch, it was nearly midnight. Harry got up carefully. Since Harry was up, and he never can sleep again, he got out of his bed carefully, making sure that he wasn't making any noise. Harry decided that he will grab this chance to do some of his vacation homework. He got his Defense Against Dark Arts book and opened it. He was supposed to write two essays. One was about werewolf and the other one was about the Unforgivable Curses, what they are and how to fight them and things about those curses. As he was about to write down things about werewolves, Harry noticed something. It was too quiet in the house. He couldn't even hear Uncle Vernon snoring. "Something has to be wrong," Harry thought out loud. Finally, Harry decided to sneak downstair and see if there was anything wrong in the house.
As Harry went downstairs, he knew that there was something wrong. This wasn't possible. Even if it was midnight, there has to be some movements in this house. All his life, there hasn't been a day where there wasn't even one single snoring. When Harry went downstairs to the kitchen, he saw what was going on. There was a note on the refrigerator. It said
Harry,
We are going on a trip to somewhere.
We are not going to be back until you leave.
And don't bother finding us.
And you better behave yourself, boy, and let nobody know that you're abnormal!
If you let anybody know about your abnormality, I don't know what I'll do to you!
Your Uncle Vernon.
"They went on a vacation? I'm just going to check just in case." Harry went up the stairs carefully, making sure that he was being very very quiet. When he opened his aunt and uncle's door, nobody was there. When he opened his cousin's door, again nobody was there. "All right! Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia, Dudley, this makes up for all my birthdays so far! Yes! I'm going to go over to Ron's as soon as possible. I got to pack."
After screaming this, Harry ran to his room, getting packed as soon as possible. When he was done with packing, it was about 5 o'clock in the morning. It wouldn't have taken so much, but this time, he put everything in carefully. "Blimey! I forgot to write to Ron to come pick me up! I better do it right now."
Dear Ron,
My uncle and aunt went on vacation.
I can come to your house as soon as possible.
Come pick me up!
Harry
"Ding Dong" the doorbell sounded.
"Oh, great, what in the world is somebody doing at this house at this hour!" Harry grumbled as he went to get the door. All he wanted to do right now was pack up so that he could go to Ron's as soon as possible. "Who is it?" asked Harry.
"I'm here to see Petunia and Vernon, my boy. Now could you please open the door? You're being very rude," said a very old and cranky voice.
Harry opened the door to see a very old lady. Harry had no idea who it was. One thing he knew was that, he didn't think that he will like her. "Well, what do you want? Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon are on a vacation. I'm there nephew," said Harry disliking her more and more.
"Oh, YOU are the one that goes to St. Brutus's Whats it's name," said a girl that just came out from the back of the old lady, "I'm Shaina, very pleased to meet ya."
The girl was very pretty actually. She had dark hair that came down to her hips, and she had this olive colored skin that made her look very healthy. She also had glasses, but without them, she would look fantastic. She had on a long overcoat that was quite nice. As Harry were thinking about this, his thoughts were suddenly interrupted. ?? thirteen years old. How old are you? By the way, what? your name? And what? that on your forehead??asked Shaina.
?haina, dear, remember how the curiosity killed the cat,?said the old lady.
?es, Grams, but satisfaction brought it back to life. So aren? you even going to answer my questions or will I have to repeat them all over again for you??
?ORRY, I was just thinking about something else. To answer your questions, I am FIFTEEN years old, and my name is Harry, AND the thing on my head is a lightning shaped scar which I got from an accident.?
?-d-d-do y-you mean that YOU a-are H-Harry P-P-Potter? The baby who defeated You-Know-Who? You?e kidding right? I mean you go to St. Brutus? don? you? You?e just kidding about your name,?said Saina.
?ey, I don? lie! Besides, how do you know about me? I mean your GRANDMA certainly doesn? look like a witch ?pardon me, something wrong came out of my mouth. Actually, your grandma looks VERY much like a witch.?
What! You rude little boy! How DARE you insult me!
"Well, you weren't EXACTLY a SAINT! You were calling me rude, you were calling me little boy, I'm fifteen! That's not exactly a little boy is it?"
"Harry, HARRY! Stop it! She didn't know, that's all. SHE DIDN'T KNOW! Now, why don't you both stop this stupid fight. Grams, you weren't very nice. And Harry, I don't like YOU insulting my grandmother. Besides she is NOT a witch. I'm a muggle born. Now, why don't we just start over or something?" said Shaina in a VERY diplomatic way.
"No way! Besides, you are going to have to leave. I'm going over to my friend's house," said Harry in a very sulky way. Harry hated that old woman. She was a real witch, those that you see in those fairy tales and all that.
"Awesome! Can I go over to their house with you? Please, please, please?" asked Shaina in a voice that no one could hear without having sympathies.
"NO! Besides I already sent an owl that asked if I could come, not another girl. Plus, what would you do there?"
"Well, I'd make new friend, for one thing. I'm transferring from Beauxbatons, did you know THAT?"
"To say the truth, no, but what can I do? I can't just send an owl right now," said Harry in a very desperate voice.
"Well, then why don't I just stick around and we'll ask then. Who knows, maybe they'll let me go I don't know," said Shaina trying to be her cheerful self again.
"Fine, but GET YOUR GRANDMOTHER OUT OF HERE! I can't stand another sight of her. She irritates me as much as the Durselys irritate me."
"Okay, okay. Hey Grams," said Shaina in her very nicest, sweetest, and the most innocent voice that she could manage, "listen, I'm going to stay here and see if I can go over to Harry's friend's house, you know, get to know some people before going to Hogwarts."
Are you sure, honey, who knows what the kids will be like in Hogwarts? Look at him for example. He is certainly spoiled, just SPOILED" said the old lady.
"Hey, who says I'M SPOILED you weird old lady? You're the only one that I've met so far that thinks I'm spoiled. How can I be polite to you when YOU'RE not polite to ME?" shouted Harry.
"Hey, STOP you too! Both of you're acting like little babies. Just cut it out! People would think you'd behave better at that age," said Shaina stopping the fight in the nick of time because Harry was about to slap the old lady.
Just at that moment, Hedwig returned.
"Hedwig! I wonder what Ron said,"
Dear Harry,
We'll pick you up at about noon.
Be ready!
Ron
Harry glanced at his watch as soon as he was done reading the note. It was already 11:30!
"Listen, my friend's coming to pick me up in half an hour. Now get rid of your grandmother one way or another!" Harry whispered angrily.
"Okay, okay, listen, Grams, I'm SURE that Harry's friends are very decent. Now, since the Durselys aren't here, why don't you go on back to the hotel? If I am not allowed to go, I'll call you on the cell. If I am allowed, I'll send you an owl, that okay with you?" said Shaina in a very sweet voice. Harry knew that Shaina's grandmother would have a hard time saying no.
"Weeeeeell, I guess it's all right," said Shaina's grandmother in a very slow voice, "what should I do with your luggage?"
"I will send you an owl that tells you what to do, now bye Grams," said Shaina in a very impatient voice pushing her grandmother out.
The old lady didn't even have time to say good-bye, for Harry just slammed the door right after she left.
"FINALLY, the witch is GONE! Hallelujah! I better get my luggage here."
"Hey, Harry, I'll just sit on the couch."
"NO! Get out-" but before Harry got to finish the sentence, something happened. Mr. Weasley came out from the fireplace cleaning his robe and shaking soot off.
"Hullo, Harry, sorry about-" Mr. Weasley stopped when he saw Shaina. "I'm sorry, but did my blast through the fireplace do that to you? Really sorry," getting out his wand, he said, "cleanso!" Out of his wand came some kind of smoke that surrounded Shaina. When the smoke cleared, Shaina was clean again. Remembering something, he went to the fireplace and shouted, "Fred, George, Ron, Bill, Charlie, you guys can come!"
Then, one after another, the Weasleys arrived. Shaina just watched not knowing what to do. It was Ron who broke the ice, "Hey, who's the girl?"
and the
Destiny Stone
"OUCH!!!"
Harry woke up with a scream. When he glanced at his watch, it was nearly midnight. Harry got up carefully. Since Harry was up, and he never can sleep again, he got out of his bed carefully, making sure that he wasn't making any noise. Harry decided that he will grab this chance to do some of his vacation homework. He got his Defense Against Dark Arts book and opened it. He was supposed to write two essays. One was about werewolf and the other one was about the Unforgivable Curses, what they are and how to fight them and things about those curses. As he was about to write down things about werewolves, Harry noticed something. It was too quiet in the house. He couldn't even hear Uncle Vernon snoring. "Something has to be wrong," Harry thought out loud. Finally, Harry decided to sneak downstair and see if there was anything wrong in the house.
As Harry went downstairs, he knew that there was something wrong. This wasn't possible. Even if it was midnight, there has to be some movements in this house. All his life, there hasn't been a day where there wasn't even one single snoring. When Harry went downstairs to the kitchen, he saw what was going on. There was a note on the refrigerator. It said
Harry,
We are going on a trip to somewhere.
We are not going to be back until you leave.
And don't bother finding us.
And you better behave yourself, boy, and let nobody know that you're abnormal!
If you let anybody know about your abnormality, I don't know what I'll do to you!
Your Uncle Vernon.
"They went on a vacation? I'm just going to check just in case." Harry went up the stairs carefully, making sure that he was being very very quiet. When he opened his aunt and uncle's door, nobody was there. When he opened his cousin's door, again nobody was there. "All right! Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia, Dudley, this makes up for all my birthdays so far! Yes! I'm going to go over to Ron's as soon as possible. I got to pack."
After screaming this, Harry ran to his room, getting packed as soon as possible. When he was done with packing, it was about 5 o'clock in the morning. It wouldn't have taken so much, but this time, he put everything in carefully. "Blimey! I forgot to write to Ron to come pick me up! I better do it right now."
Dear Ron,
My uncle and aunt went on vacation.
I can come to your house as soon as possible.
Come pick me up!
Harry
"Ding Dong" the doorbell sounded.
"Oh, great, what in the world is somebody doing at this house at this hour!" Harry grumbled as he went to get the door. All he wanted to do right now was pack up so that he could go to Ron's as soon as possible. "Who is it?" asked Harry.
"I'm here to see Petunia and Vernon, my boy. Now could you please open the door? You're being very rude," said a very old and cranky voice.
Harry opened the door to see a very old lady. Harry had no idea who it was. One thing he knew was that, he didn't think that he will like her. "Well, what do you want? Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon are on a vacation. I'm there nephew," said Harry disliking her more and more.
"Oh, YOU are the one that goes to St. Brutus's Whats it's name," said a girl that just came out from the back of the old lady, "I'm Shaina, very pleased to meet ya."
The girl was very pretty actually. She had dark hair that came down to her hips, and she had this olive colored skin that made her look very healthy. She also had glasses, but without them, she would look fantastic. She had on a long overcoat that was quite nice. As Harry were thinking about this, his thoughts were suddenly interrupted. ?? thirteen years old. How old are you? By the way, what? your name? And what? that on your forehead??asked Shaina.
?haina, dear, remember how the curiosity killed the cat,?said the old lady.
?es, Grams, but satisfaction brought it back to life. So aren? you even going to answer my questions or will I have to repeat them all over again for you??
?ORRY, I was just thinking about something else. To answer your questions, I am FIFTEEN years old, and my name is Harry, AND the thing on my head is a lightning shaped scar which I got from an accident.?
?-d-d-do y-you mean that YOU a-are H-Harry P-P-Potter? The baby who defeated You-Know-Who? You?e kidding right? I mean you go to St. Brutus? don? you? You?e just kidding about your name,?said Saina.
?ey, I don? lie! Besides, how do you know about me? I mean your GRANDMA certainly doesn? look like a witch ?pardon me, something wrong came out of my mouth. Actually, your grandma looks VERY much like a witch.?
What! You rude little boy! How DARE you insult me!
"Well, you weren't EXACTLY a SAINT! You were calling me rude, you were calling me little boy, I'm fifteen! That's not exactly a little boy is it?"
"Harry, HARRY! Stop it! She didn't know, that's all. SHE DIDN'T KNOW! Now, why don't you both stop this stupid fight. Grams, you weren't very nice. And Harry, I don't like YOU insulting my grandmother. Besides she is NOT a witch. I'm a muggle born. Now, why don't we just start over or something?" said Shaina in a VERY diplomatic way.
"No way! Besides, you are going to have to leave. I'm going over to my friend's house," said Harry in a very sulky way. Harry hated that old woman. She was a real witch, those that you see in those fairy tales and all that.
"Awesome! Can I go over to their house with you? Please, please, please?" asked Shaina in a voice that no one could hear without having sympathies.
"NO! Besides I already sent an owl that asked if I could come, not another girl. Plus, what would you do there?"
"Well, I'd make new friend, for one thing. I'm transferring from Beauxbatons, did you know THAT?"
"To say the truth, no, but what can I do? I can't just send an owl right now," said Harry in a very desperate voice.
"Well, then why don't I just stick around and we'll ask then. Who knows, maybe they'll let me go I don't know," said Shaina trying to be her cheerful self again.
"Fine, but GET YOUR GRANDMOTHER OUT OF HERE! I can't stand another sight of her. She irritates me as much as the Durselys irritate me."
"Okay, okay. Hey Grams," said Shaina in her very nicest, sweetest, and the most innocent voice that she could manage, "listen, I'm going to stay here and see if I can go over to Harry's friend's house, you know, get to know some people before going to Hogwarts."
Are you sure, honey, who knows what the kids will be like in Hogwarts? Look at him for example. He is certainly spoiled, just SPOILED" said the old lady.
"Hey, who says I'M SPOILED you weird old lady? You're the only one that I've met so far that thinks I'm spoiled. How can I be polite to you when YOU'RE not polite to ME?" shouted Harry.
"Hey, STOP you too! Both of you're acting like little babies. Just cut it out! People would think you'd behave better at that age," said Shaina stopping the fight in the nick of time because Harry was about to slap the old lady.
Just at that moment, Hedwig returned.
"Hedwig! I wonder what Ron said,"
Dear Harry,
We'll pick you up at about noon.
Be ready!
Ron
Harry glanced at his watch as soon as he was done reading the note. It was already 11:30!
"Listen, my friend's coming to pick me up in half an hour. Now get rid of your grandmother one way or another!" Harry whispered angrily.
"Okay, okay, listen, Grams, I'm SURE that Harry's friends are very decent. Now, since the Durselys aren't here, why don't you go on back to the hotel? If I am not allowed to go, I'll call you on the cell. If I am allowed, I'll send you an owl, that okay with you?" said Shaina in a very sweet voice. Harry knew that Shaina's grandmother would have a hard time saying no.
"Weeeeeell, I guess it's all right," said Shaina's grandmother in a very slow voice, "what should I do with your luggage?"
"I will send you an owl that tells you what to do, now bye Grams," said Shaina in a very impatient voice pushing her grandmother out.
The old lady didn't even have time to say good-bye, for Harry just slammed the door right after she left.
"FINALLY, the witch is GONE! Hallelujah! I better get my luggage here."
"Hey, Harry, I'll just sit on the couch."
"NO! Get out-" but before Harry got to finish the sentence, something happened. Mr. Weasley came out from the fireplace cleaning his robe and shaking soot off.
"Hullo, Harry, sorry about-" Mr. Weasley stopped when he saw Shaina. "I'm sorry, but did my blast through the fireplace do that to you? Really sorry," getting out his wand, he said, "cleanso!" Out of his wand came some kind of smoke that surrounded Shaina. When the smoke cleared, Shaina was clean again. Remembering something, he went to the fireplace and shouted, "Fred, George, Ron, Bill, Charlie, you guys can come!"
Then, one after another, the Weasleys arrived. Shaina just watched not knowing what to do. It was Ron who broke the ice, "Hey, who's the girl?"