OHHHH MYYYY GODDD, my third chapter has finally arrived. That righter block
came back full force halfway into this chapter!! This chapter is dedicated
to my Best friend and story co-writer, (a new one we've just started,
that's not posted yet), Candy (Buckbeak Girl), though I just can't seem to
get the chapter right!! So any suggestions, about a re-write or
alterations, please leave in a review or e-mail to me. Thanx!! R 'n R thanx
at the bottom. So here it is chapter 3 of Harry Potter and the Sword of
Eternity:
Chapter 3, The Quick Encounter at Hope Manor
His last thought before falling asleep was, 'What had happened to Hagrids present?' ******** Harry awoke at 6:30 the next day, feeling rested, excited, and hopeful. Hopeful of a renewed chance at beating the Dark Lord, and excited at his newfound knowledge, identity and homes. Harry sat on his bed, contemplating his new life, a life that would mean leaving his old life behind, his routines, his beliefs, his relatively safe life, his innocence, and become a man, no a teenager, weathered in the art of battle, something NO one should ever have to be, let alone a teenager.
'Boy! get down here this instant, unless you want no food this week,' his Uncle Vernon screamed up the stairs. Harry jumped 6 inches in the air, he checked the clock next to his bed, 'Shit,' he thought it was 7:15, he was supposed to be down there 15 minutes ago, 'I'm looking forward to this,' Harry mumbled to Hedwig who had just been awoken by the scream from Uncle Vernon. Harry through on some of Dudley's old cloths, which he noticed fitted a hell of a lot better, with his sudden magically assisted growth spurt, he pulled his hair into a ponytail at the nap of his neck.
He He He, Harry thought to himself, amusement sparkling in his eyes. The Dursley's faces will be completely priceless. He could not wait to go to Martial Arts that day, they had an advancement placing for the brown belts and Harry was eager to move up to black belt. Officially becoming a master, then advancing through master ranks till he was at a level where he would be versed enough to become a sensei. (AN/ I know little to non-on the martial art, so I'm sorry if this is inaccurate). He walked down the stairs, preparing himself for a good laugh. He walked into the kitchen 2 minutes later and was not disappointed by the reaction given to him by his aunt and cousin, who were the only ones to see him, as his Uncle Vernon was buried behind his newspaper, as he had always been his routine for all 15 year that Harry had lived with them. His aunt, who was at the time in the middle of cracking an egg for Dudley, stopped mid-crack and stood staring at Harry, letting the contents of the egg fall onto the kitchen counter. Dudley sat staring at his cousin, his glass of orange juice forgotten half way to his mouth.
'Boy, your late!! No breakfast and you'll do the garden today, is that clear!!' Vernon said still not looking over his paper.
'No,' Harry stated plainly, this having the wanted effect of having his uncle look up startled at the boy's defiance, and once he set eyes on Harry, promptly falling out of his chair. He then turned to the still stunned Aunt Petunia, and said in a sickly sweet voice, 'let me help you with that!'
Here he waved his hand, taking advantage of his new powers, (AN/ I know I didn't say anything about it but Harry's magic, can not be detected as he is the chosen one, so will need to do magic at all time) and conjured a nice breakfast on top of the table. Harry then proceeded to picking up a piece of toast, and say to his relatives, 'eat, it's not like I've poisoned it or something.' All started eating and, Harry noticed with a grin, enjoying the meal. During the meal something happened that would change Harry's life forever. The Daily Prophet came. Harry could not figure this out, as he had not taken a subscription out. He took a sip of his coffee and unrolled the paper and promptly spat the coffee out. The Headline and article read:
PETER PETTIGREW ALIVE AND GUILTY, SIRIUS BLACK INNOCENT AND FREE!! Yesterday ministry officials were given a huge shock when Sirius Black walked into the Ministry Buildings dragging the unconscious frame of Peter Pettigrew. People could, and would not believe that Pettigrew was alive took both men into custody and proceeded to question both in separate rooms under the influences of veritaserum, they both gave the ministry a great surprise in testify opposite to what the ministry thought they would, proving that Pettigrew was the betrayer. These testimonies proved that Pettigrew, was indeed the Potter's secret keeper, betrayed them to He-Who- Must-Not-Be-Named, it also proved that it was Pettigrew that killed all those Muggles the day that Sirius Black was arrested and convicted.
More, interesting news is that Sirius Black is the Godfather of Harry Potter, and can now rightfully claim custody of the Boy-Who-Lived as was stated clearly in the will of the Potters. The Ministry has fully pardoned Mr Black and given him a large sum of money to make up for the misunderstanding. We at the Daily Prophet wish Mister Black luck in the coming future.
Reporter: Lesley Lamont The Daily Prophet
Harry was ecstatic and after reading the article gave a huge catcall, startling his family who had been watching him since he began reading the paper, He then started screaming, 'He's Free, He's finally Free and running up the stairs to his room, showing every thing inside his trunk and getting ready for the inevitable event of Sirius arriving to pick him up. He then calmed himself down, and decided that he had better go for his run, after all today was the day he entered the forest. He quickly changed and went downstairs, he opened the door and walked outside and started stretching, He then took off running the 5 miles he new it took to reach the outskirts of the forest. ********
When he reached the edge if the forest he paused to catch his breathe, he then took off into the forest, jumping over logs and skirting around ditches, suddenly he came to a clearing, and what sat in the middle of the clearing took his breathe away. Here stood Hope Manor, home of the first of his 4 guides, Freedom, bringer of the Hope, hence the name of the manor. She stood in front of the door, and made a sweeping bow, and in a silky voice said, 'welcome home, my Lord.'
'Harry, My name is Harry,' He said to her still in a daze at the beauty of the manor. It stood at 3 stories and was made of Rose Quartz, of a pale pink colour, It had vines growing up the side and animals were all over the grounds, grazing or just soaking up the sun.
'My Lord, you need to get back to Privet Drive, someone is waiting for you, and you can come back soon.' 'Thank you, Freedom, I'll come back later!' 'Yes, My Lord' 'Harry,' He corrected then turned around and ran out of the clearing heading back to Privet Drive.
********
When he reached the house, he cooled down and entered the house. When he saw no one around he walked into the living room to see the Dursleys cowering in a corner and Sirius sitting on a chair looking grim.
'Sirius, What's wrong, what's happened?' exclaimed upon see Sirius's face.
'Harry, Hagrids gone missing.'
*************** AN: Evil I know!! Sorry this took so long but I've had such writer's block as stated above!!! As I said it sucks, so please hit me with you suggestions. Flames will go to good use, lighting the backsides of Mugabe and the South African Cricket Selectors!! Till next time
You hyperactive author
Les
Thanx to the following reviewers: (Anonymous) - I'm so glad you like my fic. I'll try to go quicker next time Broin - Very glad you like it. Sorry it took me so long Buckbeak Girl - Yah, yah, yah! Are you trying to make me look bad? Two chapters in 24hrs. HMPH!! Aqualaria - Thank, just downloaded your last chapter, expect a review soon!! Phoenix 353 - Yah that's the plan, suspense to keep you interested Maxennce - Hope you liked it ER - *takes sweeping bow* lol, just jokes. Glad you like it. ME - Right let me get one thing straight here. This is the pace at which I write, if you don't like it, then tough luck. I prefer to write a hard- hitting fic than, a fic that drags along at a snail's pace. I don't mind constructive criticism; I often get it form friend and fellow authors. But what you said was purely mean!! So next time you wanna flame a fic, being mean, go do it to another fic!! If you have any CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM then Review otherwise GET LOST and GO SUCK EGGS!!
Chapter 3, The Quick Encounter at Hope Manor
His last thought before falling asleep was, 'What had happened to Hagrids present?' ******** Harry awoke at 6:30 the next day, feeling rested, excited, and hopeful. Hopeful of a renewed chance at beating the Dark Lord, and excited at his newfound knowledge, identity and homes. Harry sat on his bed, contemplating his new life, a life that would mean leaving his old life behind, his routines, his beliefs, his relatively safe life, his innocence, and become a man, no a teenager, weathered in the art of battle, something NO one should ever have to be, let alone a teenager.
'Boy! get down here this instant, unless you want no food this week,' his Uncle Vernon screamed up the stairs. Harry jumped 6 inches in the air, he checked the clock next to his bed, 'Shit,' he thought it was 7:15, he was supposed to be down there 15 minutes ago, 'I'm looking forward to this,' Harry mumbled to Hedwig who had just been awoken by the scream from Uncle Vernon. Harry through on some of Dudley's old cloths, which he noticed fitted a hell of a lot better, with his sudden magically assisted growth spurt, he pulled his hair into a ponytail at the nap of his neck.
He He He, Harry thought to himself, amusement sparkling in his eyes. The Dursley's faces will be completely priceless. He could not wait to go to Martial Arts that day, they had an advancement placing for the brown belts and Harry was eager to move up to black belt. Officially becoming a master, then advancing through master ranks till he was at a level where he would be versed enough to become a sensei. (AN/ I know little to non-on the martial art, so I'm sorry if this is inaccurate). He walked down the stairs, preparing himself for a good laugh. He walked into the kitchen 2 minutes later and was not disappointed by the reaction given to him by his aunt and cousin, who were the only ones to see him, as his Uncle Vernon was buried behind his newspaper, as he had always been his routine for all 15 year that Harry had lived with them. His aunt, who was at the time in the middle of cracking an egg for Dudley, stopped mid-crack and stood staring at Harry, letting the contents of the egg fall onto the kitchen counter. Dudley sat staring at his cousin, his glass of orange juice forgotten half way to his mouth.
'Boy, your late!! No breakfast and you'll do the garden today, is that clear!!' Vernon said still not looking over his paper.
'No,' Harry stated plainly, this having the wanted effect of having his uncle look up startled at the boy's defiance, and once he set eyes on Harry, promptly falling out of his chair. He then turned to the still stunned Aunt Petunia, and said in a sickly sweet voice, 'let me help you with that!'
Here he waved his hand, taking advantage of his new powers, (AN/ I know I didn't say anything about it but Harry's magic, can not be detected as he is the chosen one, so will need to do magic at all time) and conjured a nice breakfast on top of the table. Harry then proceeded to picking up a piece of toast, and say to his relatives, 'eat, it's not like I've poisoned it or something.' All started eating and, Harry noticed with a grin, enjoying the meal. During the meal something happened that would change Harry's life forever. The Daily Prophet came. Harry could not figure this out, as he had not taken a subscription out. He took a sip of his coffee and unrolled the paper and promptly spat the coffee out. The Headline and article read:
PETER PETTIGREW ALIVE AND GUILTY, SIRIUS BLACK INNOCENT AND FREE!! Yesterday ministry officials were given a huge shock when Sirius Black walked into the Ministry Buildings dragging the unconscious frame of Peter Pettigrew. People could, and would not believe that Pettigrew was alive took both men into custody and proceeded to question both in separate rooms under the influences of veritaserum, they both gave the ministry a great surprise in testify opposite to what the ministry thought they would, proving that Pettigrew was the betrayer. These testimonies proved that Pettigrew, was indeed the Potter's secret keeper, betrayed them to He-Who- Must-Not-Be-Named, it also proved that it was Pettigrew that killed all those Muggles the day that Sirius Black was arrested and convicted.
More, interesting news is that Sirius Black is the Godfather of Harry Potter, and can now rightfully claim custody of the Boy-Who-Lived as was stated clearly in the will of the Potters. The Ministry has fully pardoned Mr Black and given him a large sum of money to make up for the misunderstanding. We at the Daily Prophet wish Mister Black luck in the coming future.
Reporter: Lesley Lamont The Daily Prophet
Harry was ecstatic and after reading the article gave a huge catcall, startling his family who had been watching him since he began reading the paper, He then started screaming, 'He's Free, He's finally Free and running up the stairs to his room, showing every thing inside his trunk and getting ready for the inevitable event of Sirius arriving to pick him up. He then calmed himself down, and decided that he had better go for his run, after all today was the day he entered the forest. He quickly changed and went downstairs, he opened the door and walked outside and started stretching, He then took off running the 5 miles he new it took to reach the outskirts of the forest. ********
When he reached the edge if the forest he paused to catch his breathe, he then took off into the forest, jumping over logs and skirting around ditches, suddenly he came to a clearing, and what sat in the middle of the clearing took his breathe away. Here stood Hope Manor, home of the first of his 4 guides, Freedom, bringer of the Hope, hence the name of the manor. She stood in front of the door, and made a sweeping bow, and in a silky voice said, 'welcome home, my Lord.'
'Harry, My name is Harry,' He said to her still in a daze at the beauty of the manor. It stood at 3 stories and was made of Rose Quartz, of a pale pink colour, It had vines growing up the side and animals were all over the grounds, grazing or just soaking up the sun.
'My Lord, you need to get back to Privet Drive, someone is waiting for you, and you can come back soon.' 'Thank you, Freedom, I'll come back later!' 'Yes, My Lord' 'Harry,' He corrected then turned around and ran out of the clearing heading back to Privet Drive.
********
When he reached the house, he cooled down and entered the house. When he saw no one around he walked into the living room to see the Dursleys cowering in a corner and Sirius sitting on a chair looking grim.
'Sirius, What's wrong, what's happened?' exclaimed upon see Sirius's face.
'Harry, Hagrids gone missing.'
*************** AN: Evil I know!! Sorry this took so long but I've had such writer's block as stated above!!! As I said it sucks, so please hit me with you suggestions. Flames will go to good use, lighting the backsides of Mugabe and the South African Cricket Selectors!! Till next time
You hyperactive author
Les
Thanx to the following reviewers: (Anonymous) - I'm so glad you like my fic. I'll try to go quicker next time Broin - Very glad you like it. Sorry it took me so long Buckbeak Girl - Yah, yah, yah! Are you trying to make me look bad? Two chapters in 24hrs. HMPH!! Aqualaria - Thank, just downloaded your last chapter, expect a review soon!! Phoenix 353 - Yah that's the plan, suspense to keep you interested Maxennce - Hope you liked it ER - *takes sweeping bow* lol, just jokes. Glad you like it. ME - Right let me get one thing straight here. This is the pace at which I write, if you don't like it, then tough luck. I prefer to write a hard- hitting fic than, a fic that drags along at a snail's pace. I don't mind constructive criticism; I often get it form friend and fellow authors. But what you said was purely mean!! So next time you wanna flame a fic, being mean, go do it to another fic!! If you have any CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM then Review otherwise GET LOST and GO SUCK EGGS!!