Harry Potter Trilogy
Title : The Destiny that awaits the Chosen Four Chapter 1 : The Secret Getaway
"Quit it Hedwig, " snapped Harry, annoyed at the fact that over the past hour he had been unable to concentrate on his Potions assignment. He could almost picture Snape's sneering expression on his pale face. Detention would be hard to escape, for one matter. A loud hoot from the snowy-white owl interrupted his train of thoughts. Hedwig was struggling to get out of her cage, wanting to soar high into the night sky. "I told you, Uncle Vernon would never agree to it, and it's a miracle that he hasn't come barging in already.." However, things seem to go downhill after his statement.
As if on cue, a livid Uncle Vernon burst in angrily, the polished wooden planks creaking weakly under his angry footsteps. "Are you going to shut that bloody bird up, or am I going to do it myself?" he blared, spittle flying here and there. Beyond his bedroom door, he caught a glimpse of his aunt Petunia and his bumbling cousin Dudley, both having an identical sneer on their faces.
Harry sighed. Some things never do change.
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Harry woke up with a startle. There was a gentle but rapid tapping at his window. Grabbing his glasses, he went over to investigate. "Pig!" he gasped, bewildered. "Wonder what's Ron up to this time?" he muttered as he opened his window as quietly as he could and let the minute owl in. It began to zoom round his room in a frenzy. "Oh, be still!" Harry hissed anxiously, recalling the earlier fiasco with Hedwig. He grabbed Pig in mid- air, and took the parchment and a tiny leathery bag that was tied to its leg.
Dear Harry,
Mom wanted to know if you wanted to come over to the Burrow for the remaining days back to Hogwarts. Says it isn't healthy for a 'boy of your age' to stay with such uncouth people. Geez, for crying out loud, you're 17 already! Mom says it's too risky for us to fetch you, since we always caused uproars in their house. She has filled a small bag with Floo powder, and has hooked up the Dursley's fireplace with the Floo wireless network temporarily. The faster you come, the faster you can meet Hermione. She also at our place. Be careful.
Can't wait to see you soon,
Ron
Harry blinked. Travelling alone, in the dead of the night, by Floo powder? Travelling by Floo powder wasn't very pleasant, especially since his first try wasn't a smooth trip. He had landed in Knockturn Alley by accident, instead of Diagon Alley. Full of shady characters, he was lucky to have met Hagrid, who immediately steered him to the correct place. "Wouldn't want to be caught there," he said. Harry shuddered slightly at the memory. Indeed, I wouldn't want to be caught there.
Shaking his head, he began to work. Quietly and as swiftly as he could, he transferred all his belongings and Hedwig's cage into the fireplace. He left a small note informing the Dursley's about his whereabouts,(not that they would care) and prepare for the journey. Taking a deep breath, Harry emptied the Floo powder on his belongings and himself. "T-the Burrow," he said nervously.
Bright green fire engulfed him, and in seconds, he was gone.
Aunt Petunia opened her eyes but closed it almost immediately. She thought she heard something, but thought the better of it. Little would she know that a surprise awaited her family and herself the next morning.
Title : The Destiny that awaits the Chosen Four Chapter 1 : The Secret Getaway
"Quit it Hedwig, " snapped Harry, annoyed at the fact that over the past hour he had been unable to concentrate on his Potions assignment. He could almost picture Snape's sneering expression on his pale face. Detention would be hard to escape, for one matter. A loud hoot from the snowy-white owl interrupted his train of thoughts. Hedwig was struggling to get out of her cage, wanting to soar high into the night sky. "I told you, Uncle Vernon would never agree to it, and it's a miracle that he hasn't come barging in already.." However, things seem to go downhill after his statement.
As if on cue, a livid Uncle Vernon burst in angrily, the polished wooden planks creaking weakly under his angry footsteps. "Are you going to shut that bloody bird up, or am I going to do it myself?" he blared, spittle flying here and there. Beyond his bedroom door, he caught a glimpse of his aunt Petunia and his bumbling cousin Dudley, both having an identical sneer on their faces.
Harry sighed. Some things never do change.
****
Harry woke up with a startle. There was a gentle but rapid tapping at his window. Grabbing his glasses, he went over to investigate. "Pig!" he gasped, bewildered. "Wonder what's Ron up to this time?" he muttered as he opened his window as quietly as he could and let the minute owl in. It began to zoom round his room in a frenzy. "Oh, be still!" Harry hissed anxiously, recalling the earlier fiasco with Hedwig. He grabbed Pig in mid- air, and took the parchment and a tiny leathery bag that was tied to its leg.
Dear Harry,
Mom wanted to know if you wanted to come over to the Burrow for the remaining days back to Hogwarts. Says it isn't healthy for a 'boy of your age' to stay with such uncouth people. Geez, for crying out loud, you're 17 already! Mom says it's too risky for us to fetch you, since we always caused uproars in their house. She has filled a small bag with Floo powder, and has hooked up the Dursley's fireplace with the Floo wireless network temporarily. The faster you come, the faster you can meet Hermione. She also at our place. Be careful.
Can't wait to see you soon,
Ron
Harry blinked. Travelling alone, in the dead of the night, by Floo powder? Travelling by Floo powder wasn't very pleasant, especially since his first try wasn't a smooth trip. He had landed in Knockturn Alley by accident, instead of Diagon Alley. Full of shady characters, he was lucky to have met Hagrid, who immediately steered him to the correct place. "Wouldn't want to be caught there," he said. Harry shuddered slightly at the memory. Indeed, I wouldn't want to be caught there.
Shaking his head, he began to work. Quietly and as swiftly as he could, he transferred all his belongings and Hedwig's cage into the fireplace. He left a small note informing the Dursley's about his whereabouts,(not that they would care) and prepare for the journey. Taking a deep breath, Harry emptied the Floo powder on his belongings and himself. "T-the Burrow," he said nervously.
Bright green fire engulfed him, and in seconds, he was gone.
Aunt Petunia opened her eyes but closed it almost immediately. She thought she heard something, but thought the better of it. Little would she know that a surprise awaited her family and herself the next morning.