This is the story behind In the Hours of the Night poem I wrote. I decided to write the story as noone else other then Dragonsbane felt like reviewing it. AAAACCCCKKK!!!!!!
Any way as I was saying this is my first Fanfic. Please, please review this for me it would be deeply appreciated. WARNING there is slash, Hp/Dm as it is my favorite. If I do not get at least two reviews I'm probably going to just give up. Dragonsbane thank you so much for reviewing me!
In the Hours of the Night: The Story
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Harry Potter woke up from his small bedroom at number 4 Privet Drive while it was still dark. He glanced at his clock and noticed that for five hours he had officially been sixteen. Unlike most sixteen year olds Harry Potter was a wizard attending his sixth year at Hogwarts Academy of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Yet even there he was unusual. When he was a very young child , an extremely powerful wizard killed his parents then attempted to kill him. The spell backfired and ever since Harry has bore a lightning shaped scar which connected him with the wizard in ways noone could understand.
"HARRY!!!!" Bellowed his uncle Vernon from downstairs "GET YOUR BLOODY OWL OUT OF THE FIREPLACE!" Harry bolted downstairs to find his uncle purple in the face, and covered in soot. "Get. It. Out. Of. Here."He said breathing like a mad bull. Harry suppressed a laugh at the sight of his uncle and instead scooped up Hedwig and brought her upstairs . He quickly found the reason Hedwig fell in the chimney, she was carrying three parcels. Wondering why she was delivering three packages he untied the strings attached to Hedwig. The first was from Hermione. Hermione had begun to date Ron in their fith year. Contrary to predictions by the Divination teacher, Professor Trelawney, last year was fairly uneventful year. Aside from the hook up of Ron and Hermione, the second year of the Gryffindor Quiddich winning streak, and Gryffindor's fith year as house champion that is.
Harry ripped open the parcel and enclosed were two boxes and one letter. He opened Hermione's letter.
Hello Harry,
I hope you are doing well, Ron says hello, but he was too lazy to write
his own letter. You are going to love the gift I gave you, it is so you!
Has Sirius written lately? I've not heard from him in months, I hope he's
okay. Guess what I'm a Prefect!
No surprise there, thought Harry. Hermione was the smartest witch in school, and had the best grades, she nearly cried when she was told Prefects were upped to sixth year instead of fith.
Anyway I hope your having a good holiday!
Love,
Hermione
Harry shook the package, and heard a rattling that sounded like metal against glass. Lo and behold inside the box was a small jade amulet in the shape of a stag in the forest, with a rune in the middle . Harry held it in his hand for a minute before deciding to clasp the chain around his neck and slipped it under his shirt. He opened the second box, in which was a note and a tiny bottle.
Hey Harry,
Sorry I didn't write you a letter, I was too busy trying to get you this. This is a
wizard liquor called Lacef, it gets you fully drunk in one sip. You wouldn't believe
how much this cost me so don't use it often. Happy Birthday!
Love,
Ron
He put the bottle in his trunk so that he would not be tempted till he got to school. The last parcels were from Hogwarts and Sirius. Sirius wrote about what was going on between him and Remus, they were dating as well, which mainly disinterested Harry. Sirius gave him a puter outer to help incase anything happened while he was at the Durlsey's, and a large home made cake.
Hagrid gave him his normal assortments of rock cakes, and a humongous box of chocolates from Honeydukes.
Harry opened the final letter, from Hogwarts, to scan the booklist needed for this year when he read:
We are glad to inform you that you are selected to be a Gryffindor Prefect this year.
"Me? A Prefect?" He wondered aloud. He continued reading.
The following prefects were selected to reside with you in your section.
Hermione Granger
Ronald Weasly
Justin Flin-Flechy
Sarah Rickale
Kay Radway
Thomas Welsh
Catherine Seasons
Pansy Pakinson
Draco Malfoy
"Malfoy!" He shouted in surprise, "why the hell is he a prefect?!" He started pacing angrily. Why is he a prefect? It must be because of all of the good marks Snape gives him. Oh fuck! What if he tries to kill me while I'm sleeping! He's probably already a Death Eater by now.
Harry was soon jolted out of his thoughts by his aunt Petunia shouting to come down and fix breakfast.
AN: Yes this is the end, my father is shouting at me to get off the internet as he wants to use it. I beg of you to review it takes a minute and I really would like them. ^.~
Any way as I was saying this is my first Fanfic. Please, please review this for me it would be deeply appreciated. WARNING there is slash, Hp/Dm as it is my favorite. If I do not get at least two reviews I'm probably going to just give up. Dragonsbane thank you so much for reviewing me!
In the Hours of the Night: The Story
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Harry Potter woke up from his small bedroom at number 4 Privet Drive while it was still dark. He glanced at his clock and noticed that for five hours he had officially been sixteen. Unlike most sixteen year olds Harry Potter was a wizard attending his sixth year at Hogwarts Academy of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Yet even there he was unusual. When he was a very young child , an extremely powerful wizard killed his parents then attempted to kill him. The spell backfired and ever since Harry has bore a lightning shaped scar which connected him with the wizard in ways noone could understand.
"HARRY!!!!" Bellowed his uncle Vernon from downstairs "GET YOUR BLOODY OWL OUT OF THE FIREPLACE!" Harry bolted downstairs to find his uncle purple in the face, and covered in soot. "Get. It. Out. Of. Here."He said breathing like a mad bull. Harry suppressed a laugh at the sight of his uncle and instead scooped up Hedwig and brought her upstairs . He quickly found the reason Hedwig fell in the chimney, she was carrying three parcels. Wondering why she was delivering three packages he untied the strings attached to Hedwig. The first was from Hermione. Hermione had begun to date Ron in their fith year. Contrary to predictions by the Divination teacher, Professor Trelawney, last year was fairly uneventful year. Aside from the hook up of Ron and Hermione, the second year of the Gryffindor Quiddich winning streak, and Gryffindor's fith year as house champion that is.
Harry ripped open the parcel and enclosed were two boxes and one letter. He opened Hermione's letter.
Hello Harry,
I hope you are doing well, Ron says hello, but he was too lazy to write
his own letter. You are going to love the gift I gave you, it is so you!
Has Sirius written lately? I've not heard from him in months, I hope he's
okay. Guess what I'm a Prefect!
No surprise there, thought Harry. Hermione was the smartest witch in school, and had the best grades, she nearly cried when she was told Prefects were upped to sixth year instead of fith.
Anyway I hope your having a good holiday!
Love,
Hermione
Harry shook the package, and heard a rattling that sounded like metal against glass. Lo and behold inside the box was a small jade amulet in the shape of a stag in the forest, with a rune in the middle . Harry held it in his hand for a minute before deciding to clasp the chain around his neck and slipped it under his shirt. He opened the second box, in which was a note and a tiny bottle.
Hey Harry,
Sorry I didn't write you a letter, I was too busy trying to get you this. This is a
wizard liquor called Lacef, it gets you fully drunk in one sip. You wouldn't believe
how much this cost me so don't use it often. Happy Birthday!
Love,
Ron
He put the bottle in his trunk so that he would not be tempted till he got to school. The last parcels were from Hogwarts and Sirius. Sirius wrote about what was going on between him and Remus, they were dating as well, which mainly disinterested Harry. Sirius gave him a puter outer to help incase anything happened while he was at the Durlsey's, and a large home made cake.
Hagrid gave him his normal assortments of rock cakes, and a humongous box of chocolates from Honeydukes.
Harry opened the final letter, from Hogwarts, to scan the booklist needed for this year when he read:
We are glad to inform you that you are selected to be a Gryffindor Prefect this year.
"Me? A Prefect?" He wondered aloud. He continued reading.
The following prefects were selected to reside with you in your section.
Hermione Granger
Ronald Weasly
Justin Flin-Flechy
Sarah Rickale
Kay Radway
Thomas Welsh
Catherine Seasons
Pansy Pakinson
Draco Malfoy
"Malfoy!" He shouted in surprise, "why the hell is he a prefect?!" He started pacing angrily. Why is he a prefect? It must be because of all of the good marks Snape gives him. Oh fuck! What if he tries to kill me while I'm sleeping! He's probably already a Death Eater by now.
Harry was soon jolted out of his thoughts by his aunt Petunia shouting to come down and fix breakfast.
AN: Yes this is the end, my father is shouting at me to get off the internet as he wants to use it. I beg of you to review it takes a minute and I really would like them. ^.~