"Wormtail, get over here, you filthy git!"
"Yes m'Lord"
"Do you have him?"
"Who m'Lord?"
"The Dragon Mage you idiot!"
"Yes, we just captured him yesterday."
"Bring him in then!"
"Yes, m'Lord"
Wormtail hurried out of the chamber and returned momentarily with a old asian man.
"Enervate!"
"What do you want with me?!?, where am I?"
"I ask the questions around here! Now, join my service with your dragons, and your life will be spared, refuse and suffer, now decide!"
"I'd rather be fed to my dragons than to join your service, evil one!" the old man spat.
"Crucio!, how dare you speak to our lordship this way"
"Wormtail, release him of the curse, who gave you the order?"
"No one, m'Lord"
"Crucio! Now suffer for your incompetence."
"Now, where were we? Oh yes, you last chance, join me and live, defy me and you shall pay the consequences"
The old man stood up proudly, "I will never join you, you will be defeated by the Phoenix."
"Fine, Saurer Tod" Voldemort yelled
A piercing scream can be heard as little by little, the old man's body is disintegrated.
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Thousands of miles a way, a young boy woke up from a nightmare screaming clutching a lightning bolt shaped scar on his forehead.
"Shut the bloody hell up boy, there are normal people trying to sleep here!"
"Sorry Uncle Vernon."
The green eyed boy got out of his bed and started walking to his desk. He dug out a piece of parchment from his trunk and started writing a letter to his headmaster.
Dear Professor Dumbledore,
I am sorry to disturb you but you requested me to report my nightmare to you. Voldemort seemed to have cursed a old man who was a dragon mage or something. He was cursed for not willing to give Voldemort his service and his dragon's service. The curse "Saurer Tod" seemed to made the old man disappear, and that was the end of the dream. Before getting killed, the old man said something about a phoenix.
Thank you,
Harry
Harry opened a cage and woke a snowy owl. "Hedwig, can you take this to Dumbledore?"
The owl puffed it chest up proudly and bore the letter north. The boy walked back to his bed and sat down. Having nothing to do, he fell asleep momentarily.
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"Get up boy, its Dudley's birthday, I don't want any funny business, you hear?"
"Yes, Aunt Petunia"
Harry stepped away from his bed and put on some oversized cloth. He went out of his bedroom and went to the kitchen.
"Dad, Mum, here is a letter from Smeltings!" Harry heard his whale of a cousin said as he ate his portion of breakfast.
He watched as his uncle read the letter, whose face was shocked.
"This is outrageous, Petunia, look at this!"
Harry's aunt picked up the letter and started reading out loud.
Dear Mister and Misses Dursley,
As headmaster of Smeltings Academy, I am sorry to inform you that your son, Dudley Dursley, will not be allowed to return to the academy next September. That is due to his low grades that was caused through your son skipping class to bully other. He has inflicted major injuries on many fellow students, including a severe concussion. He refuses to go through Physical Education and his anatomy isn't as great as we had hoped for. We hope that you have a nice time looking for a new school for your son.
Sincerely,
Albert Perdigon
Headmaster of Smeltings Academy
"How could they say that, our Duddikins would never hurt anyone, and I am sure he would be a great student if he is in a good school. This is madness!"
Harry sensed trouble coming up so he sneakily went back to his bedroom.
As he walked into the room, he found 4 owls waiting for him. He recognized two immediately, his own Hedwig, and Errol, his friend's old family owl. He untied the letters off their talons and gave them some treats.
One of the other owls carried a large parcel which Harry untied. The other one carried a letter with handwriting which Harry recognized as his friend, Hermione's. He opened them one by one.
Dear Harry,
I am glad that you informed me of your nightmare. I am guessing that the curse you heard was a spell Voldemort invented during his last reign. Don't worry, you are safe where you are. Your dreams confirms my suspicions that Voldemort was in China, trying to recruit the help of the fire dragons there. I personally know the dragon mage in your dream, don't worry, he is still alive, our aurors found him in mongolia. Now, enough with the bad news, I am please to inform you that in two weeks, you would be able to go to the Burrow and live with the Weasleys for the rest of the summer.
Keep up your spirit,
Albus Dumbledore
Harry's face lit up as soon as he knew he was going to live at his best friend, Ron's house. He opened up the letter Errol carried and found his friends messy handwriting.
Harry,
Did you hear the news? Dumbledore just gave permission for you to come over. Hermione is already here. How are the muggles treating you? Don't let them get you down, you are too good for that. Fred and George sent you something, they have been testing their products on Ginny, poor her, so I would be careful opening their mail.
Ron
Knowing who sent him the parcel, Harry began to wonder what is inside. He started to open the parcel, but as his hands touched it, a loud explosion can be heard and wisps of purple smoke came up and started forming letter.
Dear Mr. Harry Potter,
To thank you for your generous donation of exactly 1000 galleons to us to start the Weasley's Wizard Wheezes, we give you the following gifts to show our progress.
50 Canary Creams (Invented by the WWW)
25 Dungbombs
100 Fake Wands (Invented by the WWW)
250 Ton-tongue Toffees (Invented by the WWW)
and last but not least our newly invented Invisibility Candy, guaranteed to trick the human eye, save Dumbledore's.
Good Luck,
Gred and Forge,
CEW of the WWW
P.S. Don't worry, we charmed them to be invisible and undetectable by the muggles, and don't hesitate to try them on your cousin for us.
Harry felt relieved as he found out that the muggles didn't hear that explosion. He went on to the next letter, who he knew was from Hermione, his other best friend.
Dear Harry,
I am currently at Ron's. How are you? I am so glad Dumbledore allowed you to go to the Weasleys. He is currently putting on a bunch of protection spell over the burrow. It was actually very interesting, contrary to what Ron said. I recognized that most of the protection spells he cast were originated from Asia, he hardly said any latin in his spells. Did you know that half of the protection spells at Hogwarts are from China and India? Well, see you soon.
Hermione
P.S. Ginny says "Hi"
Harry stored away his letters and started heading down to tell his Uncle about his future departure from Privet Drive.
"Erm, Uncle Vernon?"
"Wat do you want boy?"
"Well, the Weasleys invited me over to stay at their house, is it fine is I go?"
His uncle considered his nephew's proposal carefully. If he let Harry go, then Harry will be happy while the Dursley will have to worry about Dudley's education, but if Harry stays, he would be just as miserable as the rest of them, and that thought brightens his day.
"No, you will stay here and clean the yard for the rest of the summer while your aunt and I got look for a school for you cousin."
"But-"
"No buts!"
"My godfather and Dumbledore-"
"HOW DARE YOU SAY THAT NAME UNDER THIS ROOF, YOUR AUNT AND I FED, CLOTHED, AND GAVE YOU SHELTER. NOW, HOW DARE YOU DISOBEY MY COMMAND! HOW DARE YOU SHOW YOUR ABNORMALNESS" He said as his fist connected with Harry's stomach.
Harry stumbled backwards and attempted to run for the door.
~Meanwhile at the Burrow~
"Hermioneeee, please not now, it's the beginning of the holidays you are supposed to have fun!"
"You can do that AFTER you finish your essays, reading the books is a good idea too!"
"Why read a book when I have you as my best friend?"
Ginny sat on the couch watching the argument between his brother and his best friend. "Its so obvious that they like each other" Ginny thought "If they keep this on th----" Then, a sudden scream from a voice she know and loved came to her followed by a image of a boy getting beaten, a boy she admired ever since she met him.
"Harry is in trouble!" Ginny suddenly called out interrupting the argument between her brother and his friend.
Ginny ran to the fireplace and on the shelf near it, she found the thing she was looking for. A book charmed into a portkey going to Privet Drive.
She touched it and said "Harry Potter", a sudden force pulled her higher and higher and suddenly it stopped. She opened her eyes just to witness a very large man bringing his hand into contact with Harry's face. As he came back from another round. Ginny stepped in front of Harry and faced the large man.
"How dare you do this to him, you git!'
"How, how, WHO ARE YOU!"
"Doesn't matter, but I am warning you, if you touch Harry again, I will personally make sure you are hurt beyond your dreams."
"You are one of those freaks!" He said as he pulled back his fist and was about to hit the girl when she yelled "The Burrow", and with that, his nephew disappeared with the girl.
"Yes m'Lord"
"Do you have him?"
"Who m'Lord?"
"The Dragon Mage you idiot!"
"Yes, we just captured him yesterday."
"Bring him in then!"
"Yes, m'Lord"
Wormtail hurried out of the chamber and returned momentarily with a old asian man.
"Enervate!"
"What do you want with me?!?, where am I?"
"I ask the questions around here! Now, join my service with your dragons, and your life will be spared, refuse and suffer, now decide!"
"I'd rather be fed to my dragons than to join your service, evil one!" the old man spat.
"Crucio!, how dare you speak to our lordship this way"
"Wormtail, release him of the curse, who gave you the order?"
"No one, m'Lord"
"Crucio! Now suffer for your incompetence."
"Now, where were we? Oh yes, you last chance, join me and live, defy me and you shall pay the consequences"
The old man stood up proudly, "I will never join you, you will be defeated by the Phoenix."
"Fine, Saurer Tod" Voldemort yelled
A piercing scream can be heard as little by little, the old man's body is disintegrated.
---------------
Thousands of miles a way, a young boy woke up from a nightmare screaming clutching a lightning bolt shaped scar on his forehead.
"Shut the bloody hell up boy, there are normal people trying to sleep here!"
"Sorry Uncle Vernon."
The green eyed boy got out of his bed and started walking to his desk. He dug out a piece of parchment from his trunk and started writing a letter to his headmaster.
Dear Professor Dumbledore,
I am sorry to disturb you but you requested me to report my nightmare to you. Voldemort seemed to have cursed a old man who was a dragon mage or something. He was cursed for not willing to give Voldemort his service and his dragon's service. The curse "Saurer Tod" seemed to made the old man disappear, and that was the end of the dream. Before getting killed, the old man said something about a phoenix.
Thank you,
Harry
Harry opened a cage and woke a snowy owl. "Hedwig, can you take this to Dumbledore?"
The owl puffed it chest up proudly and bore the letter north. The boy walked back to his bed and sat down. Having nothing to do, he fell asleep momentarily.
----------
"Get up boy, its Dudley's birthday, I don't want any funny business, you hear?"
"Yes, Aunt Petunia"
Harry stepped away from his bed and put on some oversized cloth. He went out of his bedroom and went to the kitchen.
"Dad, Mum, here is a letter from Smeltings!" Harry heard his whale of a cousin said as he ate his portion of breakfast.
He watched as his uncle read the letter, whose face was shocked.
"This is outrageous, Petunia, look at this!"
Harry's aunt picked up the letter and started reading out loud.
Dear Mister and Misses Dursley,
As headmaster of Smeltings Academy, I am sorry to inform you that your son, Dudley Dursley, will not be allowed to return to the academy next September. That is due to his low grades that was caused through your son skipping class to bully other. He has inflicted major injuries on many fellow students, including a severe concussion. He refuses to go through Physical Education and his anatomy isn't as great as we had hoped for. We hope that you have a nice time looking for a new school for your son.
Sincerely,
Albert Perdigon
Headmaster of Smeltings Academy
"How could they say that, our Duddikins would never hurt anyone, and I am sure he would be a great student if he is in a good school. This is madness!"
Harry sensed trouble coming up so he sneakily went back to his bedroom.
As he walked into the room, he found 4 owls waiting for him. He recognized two immediately, his own Hedwig, and Errol, his friend's old family owl. He untied the letters off their talons and gave them some treats.
One of the other owls carried a large parcel which Harry untied. The other one carried a letter with handwriting which Harry recognized as his friend, Hermione's. He opened them one by one.
Dear Harry,
I am glad that you informed me of your nightmare. I am guessing that the curse you heard was a spell Voldemort invented during his last reign. Don't worry, you are safe where you are. Your dreams confirms my suspicions that Voldemort was in China, trying to recruit the help of the fire dragons there. I personally know the dragon mage in your dream, don't worry, he is still alive, our aurors found him in mongolia. Now, enough with the bad news, I am please to inform you that in two weeks, you would be able to go to the Burrow and live with the Weasleys for the rest of the summer.
Keep up your spirit,
Albus Dumbledore
Harry's face lit up as soon as he knew he was going to live at his best friend, Ron's house. He opened up the letter Errol carried and found his friends messy handwriting.
Harry,
Did you hear the news? Dumbledore just gave permission for you to come over. Hermione is already here. How are the muggles treating you? Don't let them get you down, you are too good for that. Fred and George sent you something, they have been testing their products on Ginny, poor her, so I would be careful opening their mail.
Ron
Knowing who sent him the parcel, Harry began to wonder what is inside. He started to open the parcel, but as his hands touched it, a loud explosion can be heard and wisps of purple smoke came up and started forming letter.
Dear Mr. Harry Potter,
To thank you for your generous donation of exactly 1000 galleons to us to start the Weasley's Wizard Wheezes, we give you the following gifts to show our progress.
50 Canary Creams (Invented by the WWW)
25 Dungbombs
100 Fake Wands (Invented by the WWW)
250 Ton-tongue Toffees (Invented by the WWW)
and last but not least our newly invented Invisibility Candy, guaranteed to trick the human eye, save Dumbledore's.
Good Luck,
Gred and Forge,
CEW of the WWW
P.S. Don't worry, we charmed them to be invisible and undetectable by the muggles, and don't hesitate to try them on your cousin for us.
Harry felt relieved as he found out that the muggles didn't hear that explosion. He went on to the next letter, who he knew was from Hermione, his other best friend.
Dear Harry,
I am currently at Ron's. How are you? I am so glad Dumbledore allowed you to go to the Weasleys. He is currently putting on a bunch of protection spell over the burrow. It was actually very interesting, contrary to what Ron said. I recognized that most of the protection spells he cast were originated from Asia, he hardly said any latin in his spells. Did you know that half of the protection spells at Hogwarts are from China and India? Well, see you soon.
Hermione
P.S. Ginny says "Hi"
Harry stored away his letters and started heading down to tell his Uncle about his future departure from Privet Drive.
"Erm, Uncle Vernon?"
"Wat do you want boy?"
"Well, the Weasleys invited me over to stay at their house, is it fine is I go?"
His uncle considered his nephew's proposal carefully. If he let Harry go, then Harry will be happy while the Dursley will have to worry about Dudley's education, but if Harry stays, he would be just as miserable as the rest of them, and that thought brightens his day.
"No, you will stay here and clean the yard for the rest of the summer while your aunt and I got look for a school for you cousin."
"But-"
"No buts!"
"My godfather and Dumbledore-"
"HOW DARE YOU SAY THAT NAME UNDER THIS ROOF, YOUR AUNT AND I FED, CLOTHED, AND GAVE YOU SHELTER. NOW, HOW DARE YOU DISOBEY MY COMMAND! HOW DARE YOU SHOW YOUR ABNORMALNESS" He said as his fist connected with Harry's stomach.
Harry stumbled backwards and attempted to run for the door.
~Meanwhile at the Burrow~
"Hermioneeee, please not now, it's the beginning of the holidays you are supposed to have fun!"
"You can do that AFTER you finish your essays, reading the books is a good idea too!"
"Why read a book when I have you as my best friend?"
Ginny sat on the couch watching the argument between his brother and his best friend. "Its so obvious that they like each other" Ginny thought "If they keep this on th----" Then, a sudden scream from a voice she know and loved came to her followed by a image of a boy getting beaten, a boy she admired ever since she met him.
"Harry is in trouble!" Ginny suddenly called out interrupting the argument between her brother and his friend.
Ginny ran to the fireplace and on the shelf near it, she found the thing she was looking for. A book charmed into a portkey going to Privet Drive.
She touched it and said "Harry Potter", a sudden force pulled her higher and higher and suddenly it stopped. She opened her eyes just to witness a very large man bringing his hand into contact with Harry's face. As he came back from another round. Ginny stepped in front of Harry and faced the large man.
"How dare you do this to him, you git!'
"How, how, WHO ARE YOU!"
"Doesn't matter, but I am warning you, if you touch Harry again, I will personally make sure you are hurt beyond your dreams."
"You are one of those freaks!" He said as he pulled back his fist and was about to hit the girl when she yelled "The Burrow", and with that, his nephew disappeared with the girl.
