Harry's Fifth Year
by Ron Squeasley
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, names, Logos, and all related, Some names I made up, indicated with a (*) first time it appears. I own the plot(c)
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It was nearly four in the morning when a boy called Harry Potter awoke on Number 4 privet Drive. He sat up in his bed and scanned his room. If one of the Dursley's were to set foot in Harry's room, most likely they would have had a heart attack, for the Dursleys hated anything out of the ordinary. Harry's room was the most out of the ordinary room in the whole house. This is because Harry Potter is a wizard.
In his room he saw a number of unordinary things, A book with moving pictures titled "Flying with the Cannons", and another book called "Quidditch through the Ages". Above his bedside table he saw two posters both of which bore people flying on broomsticks, one had a surly, grumpy looking man, Harry knew him as Viktor Krum, the Bulgarian Seeker. Krum and Harry had been competing in The Triwizard Tournament the previous year The Triwizard Tournament is a tournament that consists of three biggest Wizarding schools in Britain. They had competed along side with Fleur Delacour of Beauxbatons, and Cedric Diggory, his fellow student from Hogwarts. Voldemort, the most powerful Dark Wizard of al time, had murdered Cedric. Krum had been representing Durmstrang. The other Poster had The Irish National Quidditch Team.
Harry got up and walked to the window and looked out, he scanned the street and saw that Privet Drive Looked like any respectable suburban street should look like. He stared off into space for a few moments until he saw something a bit unusual. It was going so fast that it was impossible to make out what the object was. Then he realized it was coming straight toward him. He quickly ducked for cover, preparing for crash.
But the crash didn't come. Harry stood up cautiously and peered out the window. The "Thing" was gone; there was no trace of anything on the whole street. Then he heard a sound. It wasn't the sound of the Dursley's waking up, or a sound from the street, it sounded more like a rustle of feathers. Harry quickly turned away from the window and almost jumped out of the window in fright.
Then Harry suddenly noticed what it was.
"Hedwig!" Exclaimed Harry running toward the owl.
Hedwig arrived with a package with a piece of parchment Spello-taped to it. Six owls had arrived with Hedwig, each carrying something. He recognized two of them, one of which, an owl that greatly resembled a dust mop sprawled out on his bedspread, was Errol. Errol was the Weasley Family, His best friend, Ron Weasley's owl; Pigwidgen was also there, zooming around the other four owls' heads. Two were school owls; Harry recognized their collars stamped with a Hogwarts crest. On one owl Harry noticed a note written in neat handwriting Harry recognized as Hermione's, Harry's other best friend. He summoned the owl sent from Hermione, and took the note and read:
Hi, Harry, How's life with the Dursley's? I hope they are treating you all right. My parents got pretty upset when they saw my shrunken teeth, They are dentists, you know, and they think magic and teeth shouldn't be mixed, but they are pleased that they're fixed. I've talked to Ron, and he's pretty mad you can't stay over at his house, they have been trying to persuade Professor Dumbledore to let you, but he wont see it. I hope nothing has happened to you, by You-Know-Who, anyway.
Hermione
P.S. I let Rita Skeeter out a month ago and haven't printed anything harsh since.
Harry smiled as he put Hermione's letter down on his bed, but his attention quickly turned to the package Hermione had sent. He unwrapped it with ease, and peered inside, and pulled out a large book, it was Hogwarts, a History, and undoubtedly Hermione's favorite book. She probably wanted him to read it, because He and Ron had always been ignorant of things that could or couldn't happen within the threshold of Hogwarts castle. He laughed when he thought about Rita Skeeter being in a glass jar-
"OUCH!" Harry almost yelled, something had hit him, he spun around to see Pig flying across the room.
"Pig!" Harry said angrily and picked up Ron's letter and read:
Harry,
How's life with the muggles? I hope your alright, I am still wondering why you can't come stay. Hermione gave me Hogwart's, a History, no idea why, but I am going to read, Hermione is always so nice to give me things like that, and I need to pull up my grade for Binn's class, and Hermione found the answer for me.
Ron
Harry saw the school owls were still to be tended with, he read his Hogwarts invitational, and Hagrid's letter, and then his attention turned to the sixth owl, it was carrying a large package big enough for Harry to sit in. He opened the box-
"AAAAAGHH" Harry screamed, thankful the Dursley's didn't wake up, as a big black dog jumped out, Harry stopped panicking.
"Sirius!" Harry said happily, as the dog turned into a Man, "What are you doing here?"
"To take you away", He said, "I now have a place, but my name hasn't been cleared, but it is pretty safe."
Harry looked as though his birthday had come, it was his birthday, and this was the best birthday present he had ever-
"I can't come, Sirius," Harry said as if his birthday had been called off.
"What do you mean," said Sirius, "I would have thought you wanted to go"
"I do!" Harry said, caught off guard, "Its just Dumbledore-"
"Dumbledore knows," said Sirius happily, "He's ok with it!"
Harry Couldn't beleive it. He was finally leaving the Dursley's. He waited for this day for 14 years, and finally it was happening!
Harry quickly packed his belonging's and-
"Petunia, get up, I think I hear something" Said uncle Vernon, getting out of bed.
Harry stopped dead, thought and ran to Sirius.
"Quick they are getting up!" Harry hurriedly told Sirius.
Sirius cast his wand over Harry's trunk "Featherius Light-weightius" and picked up Harry's belongings, tied them to his Firebolt and summoned Harry to get on.
CRASH! Vernon and Petunia Dursley were at the door.
"GET HIM" shrieked Aunt Petunia.
Uncle Vernon jumped and grabbed the tail of the Firebolt, just as they were out of the window. Sirius sped out of the window with Uncle Vernon on the tail hanging on for dear life. And then he fell, fifty feet in the air.
by Ron Squeasley
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, names, Logos, and all related, Some names I made up, indicated with a (*) first time it appears. I own the plot(c)
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**************~~~~~~~~~***********
It was nearly four in the morning when a boy called Harry Potter awoke on Number 4 privet Drive. He sat up in his bed and scanned his room. If one of the Dursley's were to set foot in Harry's room, most likely they would have had a heart attack, for the Dursleys hated anything out of the ordinary. Harry's room was the most out of the ordinary room in the whole house. This is because Harry Potter is a wizard.
In his room he saw a number of unordinary things, A book with moving pictures titled "Flying with the Cannons", and another book called "Quidditch through the Ages". Above his bedside table he saw two posters both of which bore people flying on broomsticks, one had a surly, grumpy looking man, Harry knew him as Viktor Krum, the Bulgarian Seeker. Krum and Harry had been competing in The Triwizard Tournament the previous year The Triwizard Tournament is a tournament that consists of three biggest Wizarding schools in Britain. They had competed along side with Fleur Delacour of Beauxbatons, and Cedric Diggory, his fellow student from Hogwarts. Voldemort, the most powerful Dark Wizard of al time, had murdered Cedric. Krum had been representing Durmstrang. The other Poster had The Irish National Quidditch Team.
Harry got up and walked to the window and looked out, he scanned the street and saw that Privet Drive Looked like any respectable suburban street should look like. He stared off into space for a few moments until he saw something a bit unusual. It was going so fast that it was impossible to make out what the object was. Then he realized it was coming straight toward him. He quickly ducked for cover, preparing for crash.
But the crash didn't come. Harry stood up cautiously and peered out the window. The "Thing" was gone; there was no trace of anything on the whole street. Then he heard a sound. It wasn't the sound of the Dursley's waking up, or a sound from the street, it sounded more like a rustle of feathers. Harry quickly turned away from the window and almost jumped out of the window in fright.
Then Harry suddenly noticed what it was.
"Hedwig!" Exclaimed Harry running toward the owl.
Hedwig arrived with a package with a piece of parchment Spello-taped to it. Six owls had arrived with Hedwig, each carrying something. He recognized two of them, one of which, an owl that greatly resembled a dust mop sprawled out on his bedspread, was Errol. Errol was the Weasley Family, His best friend, Ron Weasley's owl; Pigwidgen was also there, zooming around the other four owls' heads. Two were school owls; Harry recognized their collars stamped with a Hogwarts crest. On one owl Harry noticed a note written in neat handwriting Harry recognized as Hermione's, Harry's other best friend. He summoned the owl sent from Hermione, and took the note and read:
Hi, Harry, How's life with the Dursley's? I hope they are treating you all right. My parents got pretty upset when they saw my shrunken teeth, They are dentists, you know, and they think magic and teeth shouldn't be mixed, but they are pleased that they're fixed. I've talked to Ron, and he's pretty mad you can't stay over at his house, they have been trying to persuade Professor Dumbledore to let you, but he wont see it. I hope nothing has happened to you, by You-Know-Who, anyway.
Hermione
P.S. I let Rita Skeeter out a month ago and haven't printed anything harsh since.
Harry smiled as he put Hermione's letter down on his bed, but his attention quickly turned to the package Hermione had sent. He unwrapped it with ease, and peered inside, and pulled out a large book, it was Hogwarts, a History, and undoubtedly Hermione's favorite book. She probably wanted him to read it, because He and Ron had always been ignorant of things that could or couldn't happen within the threshold of Hogwarts castle. He laughed when he thought about Rita Skeeter being in a glass jar-
"OUCH!" Harry almost yelled, something had hit him, he spun around to see Pig flying across the room.
"Pig!" Harry said angrily and picked up Ron's letter and read:
Harry,
How's life with the muggles? I hope your alright, I am still wondering why you can't come stay. Hermione gave me Hogwart's, a History, no idea why, but I am going to read, Hermione is always so nice to give me things like that, and I need to pull up my grade for Binn's class, and Hermione found the answer for me.
Ron
Harry saw the school owls were still to be tended with, he read his Hogwarts invitational, and Hagrid's letter, and then his attention turned to the sixth owl, it was carrying a large package big enough for Harry to sit in. He opened the box-
"AAAAAGHH" Harry screamed, thankful the Dursley's didn't wake up, as a big black dog jumped out, Harry stopped panicking.
"Sirius!" Harry said happily, as the dog turned into a Man, "What are you doing here?"
"To take you away", He said, "I now have a place, but my name hasn't been cleared, but it is pretty safe."
Harry looked as though his birthday had come, it was his birthday, and this was the best birthday present he had ever-
"I can't come, Sirius," Harry said as if his birthday had been called off.
"What do you mean," said Sirius, "I would have thought you wanted to go"
"I do!" Harry said, caught off guard, "Its just Dumbledore-"
"Dumbledore knows," said Sirius happily, "He's ok with it!"
Harry Couldn't beleive it. He was finally leaving the Dursley's. He waited for this day for 14 years, and finally it was happening!
Harry quickly packed his belonging's and-
"Petunia, get up, I think I hear something" Said uncle Vernon, getting out of bed.
Harry stopped dead, thought and ran to Sirius.
"Quick they are getting up!" Harry hurriedly told Sirius.
Sirius cast his wand over Harry's trunk "Featherius Light-weightius" and picked up Harry's belongings, tied them to his Firebolt and summoned Harry to get on.
CRASH! Vernon and Petunia Dursley were at the door.
"GET HIM" shrieked Aunt Petunia.
Uncle Vernon jumped and grabbed the tail of the Firebolt, just as they were out of the window. Sirius sped out of the window with Uncle Vernon on the tail hanging on for dear life. And then he fell, fifty feet in the air.