Harry Potter and the Order of the Pheonix
Harry Potter and company all belong to J.K. Rowling. That said I hope you all like my story I certainly worked hard on it and will take all reviews, and will happily take flames.
~~~~~~~~~~~~ Chapter 1~Surprises and a Letter Harry layed down his quill finally finishing his Transfiguration homework of writing a report of twenty-one inches, looked up at his alarm clock and discovered that it was 1 o'clock in the morning, sighing he looked out the window waiting on his yearly packages that was always coming this time of the year. Ron and Hermione always sent their presents so as to arrive about 12 o'clock A.M. Then he heard it, the faint sound of a pair of fluttering wings, he knew it was from Ron. He caught the tiny bird as it flew into his room and took the note from it.
"Dear Harry, I hope you are having a great summer, which I highly doubt since you are with your Aunt and Uncle. I am truly sorry but you cannot come to my house for the summer. Mom and Dad said there was nothing they could do about it, they have to go to Cambodia for some family reunion or some sort. Of course we have to go also. But, I did talk to Hermione and she said she could get you away from you Aunt and Uncle, though if I don't know what I would fear more, your Aunt and Uncle, or Hermione with a bunch of girls. Ohh I guess I forgot to mention, she has some of her muggle friends staying at her house too, the only reason I know is because she me a letter droning on and on about how to not send any more letters by owl. Anyway she will come and pick you up Friday, which if this arrive in time, is today. She said be ready at about 4 or 5 whether or not you want to go you will, she would have mailed you but, her friends would think it was suspicious if she was letting an owl out of her window everyday. Enclosed are both her and my present, I had Dad put a flotation spell on them so Pig can carry them"
Harry untied the two boxes hanging from Pig's leg and opened them, Ron's turned out to be a deck of "Monsters around the world" playing cards. It is similar to a duel, but with cards (A/n: Think of Yu-Gi-Oh, or Pokemon Trading Card Game) and the cards are monsters. Hermione's amazed him. It wasn't a book nor something to study with, it was a model Quidditch Stadium equipped with tiny brooms and players that were in a bag and with a simple charm would come to life. Harry grinned. It was the perfect gift and Harry knew that he would have a great time putting it together. Then came a quick plunk beside him on the floor, his school letter as it came along with another small letter. The small letter turned out to be from Hagrid explaining that he couldn't send a present because he was busy, but that he was truly sorry. Harry read over his letter to learn what books he needed for the next year at Hogwarts. Then he relized how tired he was, and crawled into bed after hiding his presents and letter under the loose board, took his glasses off, and went to sleep.
Harry woke up the next morning packed his trunk and quickly got dressed and went downstairs to prepare what little breakfast he needed to make since Dudley was still on his diet. Then he somehow quietly and quickly dragged his Trunk down the stairs without getting caught by his Uncle.
"HARRY!" Harry shivered at the house shaking "YOU PUT BUTTER ON DUDLEY'S TOAST YOU KNOW HES COUNTING CALORIES!"
"Yes Uncle Verno," said Harry "I will never do it again." he said glumly as he could be when he knew that he was leaving in a matter of hours.
"YOU BETTER DAMN WELL NOT!" yelled Vernon as he marched into the room "IF IT EVER....What in the bloody hell do you have all that down here for boy?!"
"Ohh did I forget to tell you that I was going to a friends house?" Harry said trying not to break out in a grin.
"FORGET?! HOW CAN YOU FORGET AFTER WHAT THEY DID THE LAST TIME THEY CAME AND PICKED YOU UP!" Uncle Vernon said turning a pale shade of red,"IF THEY TRY ANYTHING ON ME I WILL CALL THE POLICE MYSELF! Ohh yes if they try anything on Petunia or Dudley too..."
"They'll be here at 4 or 5," Harry said and Uncle Vernon looked as if Harry had read his mind
"Good They better not be late, until then, go get the weeds out of your Aunts garden!"
Harry reluctantly walked grabbed the pair of gloves that he used to protect his hands from getting all cut and kept the blisters off of his hands. Then walked outside checking the clock on his way out which read 11 o'clock. Harry then proceeded to the garden which Petunia had started growing Sunflowers and Daisys, so she could listen to the new neighbors argue through their broken window. Harry began deweeding the garden, after a while he whiped the sweat from his forhead looked around and saw a person looking out of her window. It was Mrs. Figg from across the street. She was motioning for him to come over. Harry looked at her strangely but, did go over. 'Anything is better then pulling weeds...' thought Harry.
Harry watched the door open as he was about to knock, shrugged and walked in. Harry knew the house pretty good since he spent much of his younger life here when The Durserlys' never took him with them when they went on weekend vacations, and such, but he had never seen it like this. It looked not old as it used to, but elegant. Harry looked around and discovered that the pictures were moving.
'Whoa, can it be that Mrs. Figg is really a witch,' thought Harry as he looked around more, still in a coma of awe.
"Harry shut your mouth you might catch a fly with your trap left hanging open," said a lady in her mid 30's possibly early 40s. For the first time Harry noticed that his mouth was hanging so wide open that you could drive a train through it big as the Hogwarts Express. Harry snapped his jaw shut so fast that his teeth chattered, causing the women to laugh herself silly.
"Who are you?" Harry asked abruptly not thinking that it was a rather rude way of asking.
"Ohh you don't remember me?" she said seemingly bringing a cane out of no where, then crouching over as if her back hurt.
Harry looked as she changed before his eyes, from the laughing young lady he had just met, to the old lady he had come to hate because of all her cats, and her sometimes rude way of acting toward him.
"Mrs. Figg?!" Harry yelled, losing self control
"Well more like Ms. Figg, close enough, you can call me Arabella," She said as Harry's eyes went big
"As in Arabella Figg? The one that Dumbledore sent Lupin to round up?"
"The one and only. I went to Hogwarts and was sent back here to keep an eye on you, Dumbledore told me you were going to your friends house, so I wanted to let you know that I might show up every now and then to check on you."
"Alright Arabella," Harry said looking up at the clock, "ACK! I must be off its 4:45 already, I must go get a few things in order. Thanks for getting me off of work duty," Harry said with a smile.
"Good bye!" she said as the Boy Who Lived ran out the door back toward the hell hold he called home
Harry ran as quickly as he could into the house ignoring Uncle Vernons shouts of "SLOW DOWN YOU HEATHEN!" got a few thing out from under the loose board, and put them into his trunk downstairs, and changed into clean clothes.
He didn't know why he wanted to look his best, but he did, so he went into the bathroom, checked his hair, fixing it with his fingers to cover his scar, as if to try to blend in with everone else normal. Then Harry heard it, the slight knock on the door, his heart jumped into his throat, but he had no idea why. He knew it was Hermione and her dad at the door, but he barely found the strength in his whole body, to make his leg which turned to jello at the knock solid enough to walk down the stairs without collapsing.
As he got to the foot of the stairs Uncle Vernon was answering the door, "You want the boy? Well you can take him! But believe me, once he's out that door, do not dare try to bring him back! Because I am warning you, he is nothing but trouble!"
"No I think its quite alright, we will keep Harry for the rest of the summer" said Hermione's Father who winked in Harry's direction with a smile walking over to him patting him on the back, which was the only thing that broke his stare at Hermione. Harry didn't understand it, he had never acted like this before around her, he felt his cheeks burning a hot red, as he broke from another stare at her to help her father out with his trunk. As they hoisted it out to the trunk of the car, Harry began a conversation with her Father.
"So Mr. Granger, how have you been?"
"Just fine, you look much better then you did when we first met, I see your muscles are starting to feel out nicely," He said which made Harry relize they were growing slightly.
"Harry I am so glad to see you!" said Hermione speaking for the first time as they were about to get in the car, she gave him a hug, and his knees went weak again, but found the strength to get inside the car, "I am sorry I didn't talk to you while I was in there, but I was so startled at finally getting to see you over the summer, that I was sort of ....lets say in a trance, that was broken by seeing you in the bright sun." She said with a smile at him, and then they were off.
"Dad! Aren't you going alittle fast?" Hermione said as the speedometer hit 80
"Maybe a tad, but the sooner we are home, the sooner me and your mum can be on our way to the dental convention in the Bahama's, they say they came up with some kind of mouth wash that cleans your teeth AND your breath at the same time!
Harry smiled the biggest smile so far of his summer and knew that this may be the best of his life
Harry Potter and company all belong to J.K. Rowling. That said I hope you all like my story I certainly worked hard on it and will take all reviews, and will happily take flames.
~~~~~~~~~~~~ Chapter 1~Surprises and a Letter Harry layed down his quill finally finishing his Transfiguration homework of writing a report of twenty-one inches, looked up at his alarm clock and discovered that it was 1 o'clock in the morning, sighing he looked out the window waiting on his yearly packages that was always coming this time of the year. Ron and Hermione always sent their presents so as to arrive about 12 o'clock A.M. Then he heard it, the faint sound of a pair of fluttering wings, he knew it was from Ron. He caught the tiny bird as it flew into his room and took the note from it.
"Dear Harry, I hope you are having a great summer, which I highly doubt since you are with your Aunt and Uncle. I am truly sorry but you cannot come to my house for the summer. Mom and Dad said there was nothing they could do about it, they have to go to Cambodia for some family reunion or some sort. Of course we have to go also. But, I did talk to Hermione and she said she could get you away from you Aunt and Uncle, though if I don't know what I would fear more, your Aunt and Uncle, or Hermione with a bunch of girls. Ohh I guess I forgot to mention, she has some of her muggle friends staying at her house too, the only reason I know is because she me a letter droning on and on about how to not send any more letters by owl. Anyway she will come and pick you up Friday, which if this arrive in time, is today. She said be ready at about 4 or 5 whether or not you want to go you will, she would have mailed you but, her friends would think it was suspicious if she was letting an owl out of her window everyday. Enclosed are both her and my present, I had Dad put a flotation spell on them so Pig can carry them"
Harry untied the two boxes hanging from Pig's leg and opened them, Ron's turned out to be a deck of "Monsters around the world" playing cards. It is similar to a duel, but with cards (A/n: Think of Yu-Gi-Oh, or Pokemon Trading Card Game) and the cards are monsters. Hermione's amazed him. It wasn't a book nor something to study with, it was a model Quidditch Stadium equipped with tiny brooms and players that were in a bag and with a simple charm would come to life. Harry grinned. It was the perfect gift and Harry knew that he would have a great time putting it together. Then came a quick plunk beside him on the floor, his school letter as it came along with another small letter. The small letter turned out to be from Hagrid explaining that he couldn't send a present because he was busy, but that he was truly sorry. Harry read over his letter to learn what books he needed for the next year at Hogwarts. Then he relized how tired he was, and crawled into bed after hiding his presents and letter under the loose board, took his glasses off, and went to sleep.
Harry woke up the next morning packed his trunk and quickly got dressed and went downstairs to prepare what little breakfast he needed to make since Dudley was still on his diet. Then he somehow quietly and quickly dragged his Trunk down the stairs without getting caught by his Uncle.
"HARRY!" Harry shivered at the house shaking "YOU PUT BUTTER ON DUDLEY'S TOAST YOU KNOW HES COUNTING CALORIES!"
"Yes Uncle Verno," said Harry "I will never do it again." he said glumly as he could be when he knew that he was leaving in a matter of hours.
"YOU BETTER DAMN WELL NOT!" yelled Vernon as he marched into the room "IF IT EVER....What in the bloody hell do you have all that down here for boy?!"
"Ohh did I forget to tell you that I was going to a friends house?" Harry said trying not to break out in a grin.
"FORGET?! HOW CAN YOU FORGET AFTER WHAT THEY DID THE LAST TIME THEY CAME AND PICKED YOU UP!" Uncle Vernon said turning a pale shade of red,"IF THEY TRY ANYTHING ON ME I WILL CALL THE POLICE MYSELF! Ohh yes if they try anything on Petunia or Dudley too..."
"They'll be here at 4 or 5," Harry said and Uncle Vernon looked as if Harry had read his mind
"Good They better not be late, until then, go get the weeds out of your Aunts garden!"
Harry reluctantly walked grabbed the pair of gloves that he used to protect his hands from getting all cut and kept the blisters off of his hands. Then walked outside checking the clock on his way out which read 11 o'clock. Harry then proceeded to the garden which Petunia had started growing Sunflowers and Daisys, so she could listen to the new neighbors argue through their broken window. Harry began deweeding the garden, after a while he whiped the sweat from his forhead looked around and saw a person looking out of her window. It was Mrs. Figg from across the street. She was motioning for him to come over. Harry looked at her strangely but, did go over. 'Anything is better then pulling weeds...' thought Harry.
Harry watched the door open as he was about to knock, shrugged and walked in. Harry knew the house pretty good since he spent much of his younger life here when The Durserlys' never took him with them when they went on weekend vacations, and such, but he had never seen it like this. It looked not old as it used to, but elegant. Harry looked around and discovered that the pictures were moving.
'Whoa, can it be that Mrs. Figg is really a witch,' thought Harry as he looked around more, still in a coma of awe.
"Harry shut your mouth you might catch a fly with your trap left hanging open," said a lady in her mid 30's possibly early 40s. For the first time Harry noticed that his mouth was hanging so wide open that you could drive a train through it big as the Hogwarts Express. Harry snapped his jaw shut so fast that his teeth chattered, causing the women to laugh herself silly.
"Who are you?" Harry asked abruptly not thinking that it was a rather rude way of asking.
"Ohh you don't remember me?" she said seemingly bringing a cane out of no where, then crouching over as if her back hurt.
Harry looked as she changed before his eyes, from the laughing young lady he had just met, to the old lady he had come to hate because of all her cats, and her sometimes rude way of acting toward him.
"Mrs. Figg?!" Harry yelled, losing self control
"Well more like Ms. Figg, close enough, you can call me Arabella," She said as Harry's eyes went big
"As in Arabella Figg? The one that Dumbledore sent Lupin to round up?"
"The one and only. I went to Hogwarts and was sent back here to keep an eye on you, Dumbledore told me you were going to your friends house, so I wanted to let you know that I might show up every now and then to check on you."
"Alright Arabella," Harry said looking up at the clock, "ACK! I must be off its 4:45 already, I must go get a few things in order. Thanks for getting me off of work duty," Harry said with a smile.
"Good bye!" she said as the Boy Who Lived ran out the door back toward the hell hold he called home
Harry ran as quickly as he could into the house ignoring Uncle Vernons shouts of "SLOW DOWN YOU HEATHEN!" got a few thing out from under the loose board, and put them into his trunk downstairs, and changed into clean clothes.
He didn't know why he wanted to look his best, but he did, so he went into the bathroom, checked his hair, fixing it with his fingers to cover his scar, as if to try to blend in with everone else normal. Then Harry heard it, the slight knock on the door, his heart jumped into his throat, but he had no idea why. He knew it was Hermione and her dad at the door, but he barely found the strength in his whole body, to make his leg which turned to jello at the knock solid enough to walk down the stairs without collapsing.
As he got to the foot of the stairs Uncle Vernon was answering the door, "You want the boy? Well you can take him! But believe me, once he's out that door, do not dare try to bring him back! Because I am warning you, he is nothing but trouble!"
"No I think its quite alright, we will keep Harry for the rest of the summer" said Hermione's Father who winked in Harry's direction with a smile walking over to him patting him on the back, which was the only thing that broke his stare at Hermione. Harry didn't understand it, he had never acted like this before around her, he felt his cheeks burning a hot red, as he broke from another stare at her to help her father out with his trunk. As they hoisted it out to the trunk of the car, Harry began a conversation with her Father.
"So Mr. Granger, how have you been?"
"Just fine, you look much better then you did when we first met, I see your muscles are starting to feel out nicely," He said which made Harry relize they were growing slightly.
"Harry I am so glad to see you!" said Hermione speaking for the first time as they were about to get in the car, she gave him a hug, and his knees went weak again, but found the strength to get inside the car, "I am sorry I didn't talk to you while I was in there, but I was so startled at finally getting to see you over the summer, that I was sort of ....lets say in a trance, that was broken by seeing you in the bright sun." She said with a smile at him, and then they were off.
"Dad! Aren't you going alittle fast?" Hermione said as the speedometer hit 80
"Maybe a tad, but the sooner we are home, the sooner me and your mum can be on our way to the dental convention in the Bahama's, they say they came up with some kind of mouth wash that cleans your teeth AND your breath at the same time!
Harry smiled the biggest smile so far of his summer and knew that this may be the best of his life