A/N: Takes place, after fourth-year. Hope you'll enjoy! I've started writing again, after the Digimon stories (look up boltortakari and you'll find numerous stories by me!)
Disclaimer: I DUN'T own any of J.K Rowling's characters.
Chapter 1-The girl who never was
On the day of his 15th birthday, Harry Potter sat on the chair in his desk, in the room that used to be Dudley's second bedroom. In his first year, when he recieved the letter, had Mr. Dursley moved Harry from the cupboard underneath the stairs to Dudley's Second Bedroom. In his fourth year, however, had Mr. Dursley only been kind enough to let Harry use his school things to do homework ever since he found out that Sirius Black had been-Harry's godfather.
The alarm clock stuck 12:00 AM, and the day called his birthday had begun. He was 15, at last. Harry looked out the window to see for any owls, especially Hedwig, his owl, which was given to him as a birthday present from Hagrid. And then, two little shapes began to come into view carrying packages. Harry recognized one of them as his owl, and the other was a brown-tawny colour. They both flew into the window, Hedwig carrying packages of unrecongnizable sizes, and the other with a single, small letter that had the Hogwarts crest on it. Harry took that letter off first, and sent the brown owl on his way. Harry then took the numerous packages off Hedwig's leg and she flew across the room to her cage and drank some water.
The first package was from Ron, a fairly huge one, which was covered in brown lunchbag-type paper. A card was attached on the top, which was a pretty humerous birthday card. Harry ripped the brown packaging paper off, and found a big model of a broomstick (a Nimbus Two Thousand; Harry's old broom) and a snitch that was supposedly speeding around it.He placed on his bedroom dresser, where his lamp and many little things were placed.
The second parcel was from Hermione, another one of his best friends which he made through an accident on the first-floor girls bathroom in his first year. It was a book on the greatest games of Quidditch ("Thanks Hermione!" Harry whispered), his favourite sport that was played on brooms. He placed the book in his trunk that held some of his other possesions: his Father's Invisibility Cloak, his Quidditch broom, school books, cloaks, and wizard's money. Harry still had some of his money left over from last year, and he could pick up more from Gringotts, the wizarding bank.
The letter was obviously from Hogwarts. Harry reminded himself he could read it anytime but not his birthday; he was too over-excited to read it. Continuing on his homework, Harry sat on his chair, reading until he fell asleep.
~::|::~
A girl that lived across from Number 4, Privet Drive, was also up. She was sitting in her bed, reading her new acceptance letter from Hogwarts.
Dear Miss Wei,
We are pleased to inform you that your transferrence from Kaitria Institution to Hogwarts has been complete. We are looking forward to working with you. Attatched to this letter is your list of school books that you will be needing for the year, including anything else you are required to have. Have a nice day!
Proffesser McGonagall.
Joey Wei, who was in her fifth-year, had just recently transferred from Canada into Britain. She was excited not only because she was working with the Boy Who Lived, she was also at the most prestigious and famous wizarding school in all of Great Britain!
Joey was about to put the letter down when she felt another piece of parchment underneath it, not the supplies list she had recieved, but another letter.
Joey Wei,
Please meet Hagrid in Diagon Alley five days after you recieve this letter.
Professer McGonagall.
Three days had already passed since she got her letter, tomorrow would've been the fourth. She decided not to wake up her parents up that night, and stayed silent in the room.
Joey's father was working in the Ministry of Magic, and was a boss of a muggle company (guess who works there-Mr. Dursley!). Her mother was a stay-at-home mom, both magic-users. They had used magic for the practical things in life, but not when Muggles from her father's company came over.
Joey laid on her bed in the darkness, and never realized that she fell asleep.
Disclaimer: I DUN'T own any of J.K Rowling's characters.
Chapter 1-The girl who never was
On the day of his 15th birthday, Harry Potter sat on the chair in his desk, in the room that used to be Dudley's second bedroom. In his first year, when he recieved the letter, had Mr. Dursley moved Harry from the cupboard underneath the stairs to Dudley's Second Bedroom. In his fourth year, however, had Mr. Dursley only been kind enough to let Harry use his school things to do homework ever since he found out that Sirius Black had been-Harry's godfather.
The alarm clock stuck 12:00 AM, and the day called his birthday had begun. He was 15, at last. Harry looked out the window to see for any owls, especially Hedwig, his owl, which was given to him as a birthday present from Hagrid. And then, two little shapes began to come into view carrying packages. Harry recognized one of them as his owl, and the other was a brown-tawny colour. They both flew into the window, Hedwig carrying packages of unrecongnizable sizes, and the other with a single, small letter that had the Hogwarts crest on it. Harry took that letter off first, and sent the brown owl on his way. Harry then took the numerous packages off Hedwig's leg and she flew across the room to her cage and drank some water.
The first package was from Ron, a fairly huge one, which was covered in brown lunchbag-type paper. A card was attached on the top, which was a pretty humerous birthday card. Harry ripped the brown packaging paper off, and found a big model of a broomstick (a Nimbus Two Thousand; Harry's old broom) and a snitch that was supposedly speeding around it.He placed on his bedroom dresser, where his lamp and many little things were placed.
The second parcel was from Hermione, another one of his best friends which he made through an accident on the first-floor girls bathroom in his first year. It was a book on the greatest games of Quidditch ("Thanks Hermione!" Harry whispered), his favourite sport that was played on brooms. He placed the book in his trunk that held some of his other possesions: his Father's Invisibility Cloak, his Quidditch broom, school books, cloaks, and wizard's money. Harry still had some of his money left over from last year, and he could pick up more from Gringotts, the wizarding bank.
The letter was obviously from Hogwarts. Harry reminded himself he could read it anytime but not his birthday; he was too over-excited to read it. Continuing on his homework, Harry sat on his chair, reading until he fell asleep.
~::|::~
A girl that lived across from Number 4, Privet Drive, was also up. She was sitting in her bed, reading her new acceptance letter from Hogwarts.
Dear Miss Wei,
We are pleased to inform you that your transferrence from Kaitria Institution to Hogwarts has been complete. We are looking forward to working with you. Attatched to this letter is your list of school books that you will be needing for the year, including anything else you are required to have. Have a nice day!
Proffesser McGonagall.
Joey Wei, who was in her fifth-year, had just recently transferred from Canada into Britain. She was excited not only because she was working with the Boy Who Lived, she was also at the most prestigious and famous wizarding school in all of Great Britain!
Joey was about to put the letter down when she felt another piece of parchment underneath it, not the supplies list she had recieved, but another letter.
Joey Wei,
Please meet Hagrid in Diagon Alley five days after you recieve this letter.
Professer McGonagall.
Three days had already passed since she got her letter, tomorrow would've been the fourth. She decided not to wake up her parents up that night, and stayed silent in the room.
Joey's father was working in the Ministry of Magic, and was a boss of a muggle company (guess who works there-Mr. Dursley!). Her mother was a stay-at-home mom, both magic-users. They had used magic for the practical things in life, but not when Muggles from her father's company came over.
Joey laid on her bed in the darkness, and never realized that she fell asleep.