~Chapter 2~
Thunder Struck
You mean to tell me a pretty girl just asked you if she could come in?" Ron was stuffing his face with porridge looking at Harry with great interest.
Harry had just arrived at the Weasley's on his birthday and was eating breakfast.
"Yeah. It was strange." Harry looked up and saw Mrs. Weasley bring up a large double layered chocolate cake.
"Well.what happened?" George looked excited as if something naughty had happened. Then he looked at Fred.
"Yeah Harry. Did ya do anything out of the extraordinary.If ya know what I mean?" Fred was now giving Harry a wink.
Mrs. Weasley interrupted the conversation, she acted as if George had said something really wrong. "Fred.stop talking such nonsense."
"Oh.come on mom. A girl doesn't just appear out of no where and asks a guy if she could come in, just to come in." Now George was giving Harry a wink.
"Yeah.so tell us Harry." Fred was bursting with excitement.
"Nothing really. All she did was pick up my wand and asked what it was." Harry looked at the delicious cake then looked at Ron
"I told her it was just an old stick. Then her brother called her and she left." Harry didn't want to tell them about the voices in his head that was comparing her to Cho Chang.
"What was her brothers name?" Ron was curious after the description Harry gave them of her brother.
"Well.she called him Rugby."
The kitchen filled with laughter. "You're joking! Ha.RUGBY!" Fred and George couldn't stop laughing.
Everyone's ends were splitting.
"That's a sissies name. No wonder he was dressed that way. Cover up." George was about to pick at the cake but Mrs. Weasley slapped his hand.
"Mornin' everyone. Happy Birthday Harry!" Mr. Weasley walked into the kitchen happy to see Harry, but at the same time, something was bothering him.
"Hello Mr. Weasley." Harry was happy. For the first time in his whole life, he had a birthday party.
The kitchen looked as normal as it could have ever looked. The old grandfathers clock in the corner. Harry liked this clock very much. The table in which now all the Weasley's and Harry were sitting at was full of delicious pies, candies, cookies, gifts and cards. In the middle of the giant chocolate cake, which bore the inscription: HAPPY BIRTHDAY HARRY! On the bottom of his name, there was a candy in the shape of his firebolt. This was the happiest time of his life. The present's on the table were stacked high. One from each of the Weaselys, Hermoine, Sirius, Lumpin, Hagrid and the last one a simple box with the inscription. HP. The Wesley's looked at it. Harry was afraid to open it. Mr. Weasley picked it up.
"Well.let's see." Mr. Weasley was confused, the box didn't seem to have an opening. "How does someone expect someone to open this?" Harry looked at the box as Mr. Weasley turned it and saw a crescent moon with writing on one side of the box.
"Hold on look!" Harry took the box from Mr. Weasley and started to read the words in gold running across the crescent moon. Though, he couldn't, the letters were backwards.
However, Harry could read the names. "Sakura."
"Blimy! Harry, didn't you say, that was the name of the girl who asked you, if she could come into your room?" Ron was staring at Harry in a shocked sort of expression.
"You're right it is from her.but.how." Harry stared at he box. Could it be dangerous or could it have been a trap form Lord Voldemort.
Mr. Weasley arose from his chair and walked over to Harry. "Let me see.. Ah.yes."
Everyone looked at Mr. Weasley. "What is it Arthur?" Mrs. Weasley was getting worried.
"Not to worry Harry. It's from Professor Silverfang and his sister."
Everyone gave one look at the box, at Harry, then at Mr. Weasley.
"You know who she is?" Harry was curious, if she was the sister of a wizard, why did she act as if she didn't know what a wand was.
"Yes Harry, as a matter-of-fact, her brother is going to be your new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher."
Harry was shocked; the young man he had seen earlier at the Druselys was his new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher.
"Harry.just to play it safe, open the gift at school where there are professors around, just to be safe." Mr. Weasley handed Harry back the box. "Well, I must be going now. See you later Harry. Have a good year at school everyone." Mr. Weasley kisses Mrs. Weasley and left.
"Hey Harry, maybe you can ask Dumbledore if he can help you open it." Ron looked at the box and circled it like a vulture.
"You're right." Harry took out a quill and parchment.
"You know Harry.it could be a trap. Maybe you shouldn't open it at all." Ron gave Harry a worried look.
"I'll tell.Sir.. I mean.. Snuffles about it and see what he thinks."
"Good idea Harry!"
Harry dipped his quill in the ink and started to write:
Dear Snuffles, You wouldn't believe what happened to me the day before my birthday. A girl and an older man came to the Drusleys and said they found Aunt Petunia's purse. The girl told Aunt Petunia she needed to use the rest room and instead she knocked on my room door and asked if she could come in. It was odd. I let her in but all that happened was, she introduced herself, picked up my wand, asked what I was, and left as soon as her brother called her. Then today I received a package from her wishing me a happy birthday with the letters backwards. But, I don't know how to open in. There are no openings anywhere. Mr. Weasley told me I should open it at Hogwarts.
Harry continued, he wanted to tell Sirius what the voice inside his head said but went on no mentioning it.
I found it odd because her brother is going to be our new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher and he's a wizard. So, why would she be asking me what my wand was if she already knew what it was. And, to make matters even more suspicious is, she knew the Drusleys were my aunt and uncle. The thing is.no one told her.
P.S. Thanks for the birthday card. Tell Lumpin I liked his gift too. -Harry
"There! All done." Harry walked over to Hedwigs' cage and let her out. He tied the letter to her leg and she flew out the window and off into the sky.
"You should let Hermione know too Harry." Ron suggested Harry let Hermione in on what had been going on. Harry nodded and began to write to her asking her opinion.
Author's note: Please note that these are not my characters. Except Sakura and Rugby. All other characters belong to J.K. Rowling. The story I made up, but the characters are created by J.K. Rowling and I want to acknowledge that I did not create them. Hope you liked this chapter. I really hope I get many reviews as well. I haven't done this before so I hope you like it. If you like it, I'll post the second story. Let me know what you think.
You mean to tell me a pretty girl just asked you if she could come in?" Ron was stuffing his face with porridge looking at Harry with great interest.
Harry had just arrived at the Weasley's on his birthday and was eating breakfast.
"Yeah. It was strange." Harry looked up and saw Mrs. Weasley bring up a large double layered chocolate cake.
"Well.what happened?" George looked excited as if something naughty had happened. Then he looked at Fred.
"Yeah Harry. Did ya do anything out of the extraordinary.If ya know what I mean?" Fred was now giving Harry a wink.
Mrs. Weasley interrupted the conversation, she acted as if George had said something really wrong. "Fred.stop talking such nonsense."
"Oh.come on mom. A girl doesn't just appear out of no where and asks a guy if she could come in, just to come in." Now George was giving Harry a wink.
"Yeah.so tell us Harry." Fred was bursting with excitement.
"Nothing really. All she did was pick up my wand and asked what it was." Harry looked at the delicious cake then looked at Ron
"I told her it was just an old stick. Then her brother called her and she left." Harry didn't want to tell them about the voices in his head that was comparing her to Cho Chang.
"What was her brothers name?" Ron was curious after the description Harry gave them of her brother.
"Well.she called him Rugby."
The kitchen filled with laughter. "You're joking! Ha.RUGBY!" Fred and George couldn't stop laughing.
Everyone's ends were splitting.
"That's a sissies name. No wonder he was dressed that way. Cover up." George was about to pick at the cake but Mrs. Weasley slapped his hand.
"Mornin' everyone. Happy Birthday Harry!" Mr. Weasley walked into the kitchen happy to see Harry, but at the same time, something was bothering him.
"Hello Mr. Weasley." Harry was happy. For the first time in his whole life, he had a birthday party.
The kitchen looked as normal as it could have ever looked. The old grandfathers clock in the corner. Harry liked this clock very much. The table in which now all the Weasley's and Harry were sitting at was full of delicious pies, candies, cookies, gifts and cards. In the middle of the giant chocolate cake, which bore the inscription: HAPPY BIRTHDAY HARRY! On the bottom of his name, there was a candy in the shape of his firebolt. This was the happiest time of his life. The present's on the table were stacked high. One from each of the Weaselys, Hermoine, Sirius, Lumpin, Hagrid and the last one a simple box with the inscription. HP. The Wesley's looked at it. Harry was afraid to open it. Mr. Weasley picked it up.
"Well.let's see." Mr. Weasley was confused, the box didn't seem to have an opening. "How does someone expect someone to open this?" Harry looked at the box as Mr. Weasley turned it and saw a crescent moon with writing on one side of the box.
"Hold on look!" Harry took the box from Mr. Weasley and started to read the words in gold running across the crescent moon. Though, he couldn't, the letters were backwards.
However, Harry could read the names. "Sakura."
"Blimy! Harry, didn't you say, that was the name of the girl who asked you, if she could come into your room?" Ron was staring at Harry in a shocked sort of expression.
"You're right it is from her.but.how." Harry stared at he box. Could it be dangerous or could it have been a trap form Lord Voldemort.
Mr. Weasley arose from his chair and walked over to Harry. "Let me see.. Ah.yes."
Everyone looked at Mr. Weasley. "What is it Arthur?" Mrs. Weasley was getting worried.
"Not to worry Harry. It's from Professor Silverfang and his sister."
Everyone gave one look at the box, at Harry, then at Mr. Weasley.
"You know who she is?" Harry was curious, if she was the sister of a wizard, why did she act as if she didn't know what a wand was.
"Yes Harry, as a matter-of-fact, her brother is going to be your new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher."
Harry was shocked; the young man he had seen earlier at the Druselys was his new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher.
"Harry.just to play it safe, open the gift at school where there are professors around, just to be safe." Mr. Weasley handed Harry back the box. "Well, I must be going now. See you later Harry. Have a good year at school everyone." Mr. Weasley kisses Mrs. Weasley and left.
"Hey Harry, maybe you can ask Dumbledore if he can help you open it." Ron looked at the box and circled it like a vulture.
"You're right." Harry took out a quill and parchment.
"You know Harry.it could be a trap. Maybe you shouldn't open it at all." Ron gave Harry a worried look.
"I'll tell.Sir.. I mean.. Snuffles about it and see what he thinks."
"Good idea Harry!"
Harry dipped his quill in the ink and started to write:
Dear Snuffles, You wouldn't believe what happened to me the day before my birthday. A girl and an older man came to the Drusleys and said they found Aunt Petunia's purse. The girl told Aunt Petunia she needed to use the rest room and instead she knocked on my room door and asked if she could come in. It was odd. I let her in but all that happened was, she introduced herself, picked up my wand, asked what I was, and left as soon as her brother called her. Then today I received a package from her wishing me a happy birthday with the letters backwards. But, I don't know how to open in. There are no openings anywhere. Mr. Weasley told me I should open it at Hogwarts.
Harry continued, he wanted to tell Sirius what the voice inside his head said but went on no mentioning it.
I found it odd because her brother is going to be our new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher and he's a wizard. So, why would she be asking me what my wand was if she already knew what it was. And, to make matters even more suspicious is, she knew the Drusleys were my aunt and uncle. The thing is.no one told her.
P.S. Thanks for the birthday card. Tell Lumpin I liked his gift too. -Harry
"There! All done." Harry walked over to Hedwigs' cage and let her out. He tied the letter to her leg and she flew out the window and off into the sky.
"You should let Hermione know too Harry." Ron suggested Harry let Hermione in on what had been going on. Harry nodded and began to write to her asking her opinion.
Author's note: Please note that these are not my characters. Except Sakura and Rugby. All other characters belong to J.K. Rowling. The story I made up, but the characters are created by J.K. Rowling and I want to acknowledge that I did not create them. Hope you liked this chapter. I really hope I get many reviews as well. I haven't done this before so I hope you like it. If you like it, I'll post the second story. Let me know what you think.