Disclaimer: JKR owns the characters and the background story. I own the
plot, nothing else.
A/N: I know, it's over used, but this is MY theory on what the next book will be like. I hope you enjoy reading this, please review!
Order of the Phoenix
Chapter One
It was a gloomy day on Privet Drive, and there was quite the commotion in the Dursley house. It was after all Dudley's birthday. Petunia and Vernon Dursley were always delighted with their son, the enormous pig that he was. You would hardly know that there was another boy that lived in their house, Petunia's nephew Harry Potter.
Harry was no ordinary nephew either, it had been just five years since the letter from Hogwarts had arrived, and that Harry had discovered so much about his life, and his parents. Harry merely existed at the house on Privet Drive, hiding when company came along and leaving for long periods of time for the school year at Hogwarts.
Petunia's knock on the door and rasp voice woke Harry up that morning, "Quickly Harry, get downstairs and mind the bacon and eggs while I finish wrapping Duddly Dum's presents."
Harry groaned, but quickly got dressed and ran down the stairs to tend to the food. While he tended away he couldn't help but think of his friends from Hogwarts, and how much he missed them. Ron and Hermione after all were his best friends, and there was Cho, Harry's crush.
Vernon walked in and grunted "Harry stop day dreaming and bring the food over, after breakfast you'll be off to Mrs. Figg's house for the day, your Aunt and I are taking Dudley out for his Birthday. And I'm warning you boy, no funny business or I'll lock you in your room for a year!"
Harry quickly brought the food over groaning under his breath. He hated going to Mrs. Figg's house. She had far too many cats, and her house smelled of cabbages. He hadn't been to see Mrs. Figg in quite some time though as he hadn't been home over the past few years much. Breakfast thankfully went by without much pain, though Dudley felt the need to continuously hit Harry with his smelting stick.
Upon arrival at Mrs. Figg's house he noticed something was different about the house. There weren't any cats running around, and there were various trunks laying about the house that he hadn't noticed before. "I suppose you'll be wanting an explanation for this Potter?", Mrs. Figg asked.
Harry didn't answer, he merely nodded. "Well for starters, You'll be staying here with me today and go over to the Weasley's house tomorrow afternoon promptly at 4pm. Dumbledore requested that you leave promptly with them. Mrs. Weasley will be taking you to Diagon Alley, I'm far to busy to take you myself otherwise we'd be leaving by now."
A look of pure confusion on Harry's face showed her that he was completely dumbfounded by this conversation. Mrs. Figg smiled, "I see you haven't figured this all out yet, well Harry I have something to tell you." A familiar face appeared behind her as she started to say "Harry I'm your secret keeper, and a member of the order of the Phoenix."
A/N: I know, it's over used, but this is MY theory on what the next book will be like. I hope you enjoy reading this, please review!
Order of the Phoenix
Chapter One
It was a gloomy day on Privet Drive, and there was quite the commotion in the Dursley house. It was after all Dudley's birthday. Petunia and Vernon Dursley were always delighted with their son, the enormous pig that he was. You would hardly know that there was another boy that lived in their house, Petunia's nephew Harry Potter.
Harry was no ordinary nephew either, it had been just five years since the letter from Hogwarts had arrived, and that Harry had discovered so much about his life, and his parents. Harry merely existed at the house on Privet Drive, hiding when company came along and leaving for long periods of time for the school year at Hogwarts.
Petunia's knock on the door and rasp voice woke Harry up that morning, "Quickly Harry, get downstairs and mind the bacon and eggs while I finish wrapping Duddly Dum's presents."
Harry groaned, but quickly got dressed and ran down the stairs to tend to the food. While he tended away he couldn't help but think of his friends from Hogwarts, and how much he missed them. Ron and Hermione after all were his best friends, and there was Cho, Harry's crush.
Vernon walked in and grunted "Harry stop day dreaming and bring the food over, after breakfast you'll be off to Mrs. Figg's house for the day, your Aunt and I are taking Dudley out for his Birthday. And I'm warning you boy, no funny business or I'll lock you in your room for a year!"
Harry quickly brought the food over groaning under his breath. He hated going to Mrs. Figg's house. She had far too many cats, and her house smelled of cabbages. He hadn't been to see Mrs. Figg in quite some time though as he hadn't been home over the past few years much. Breakfast thankfully went by without much pain, though Dudley felt the need to continuously hit Harry with his smelting stick.
Upon arrival at Mrs. Figg's house he noticed something was different about the house. There weren't any cats running around, and there were various trunks laying about the house that he hadn't noticed before. "I suppose you'll be wanting an explanation for this Potter?", Mrs. Figg asked.
Harry didn't answer, he merely nodded. "Well for starters, You'll be staying here with me today and go over to the Weasley's house tomorrow afternoon promptly at 4pm. Dumbledore requested that you leave promptly with them. Mrs. Weasley will be taking you to Diagon Alley, I'm far to busy to take you myself otherwise we'd be leaving by now."
A look of pure confusion on Harry's face showed her that he was completely dumbfounded by this conversation. Mrs. Figg smiled, "I see you haven't figured this all out yet, well Harry I have something to tell you." A familiar face appeared behind her as she started to say "Harry I'm your secret keeper, and a member of the order of the Phoenix."