Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, It belongs to J.K.Rowling. Only the story line is mine.
So please don't sue me. Thank you.
Pleeeeeeeaaaaase review after you read it!! I would REALLY appreciate it!! thanx!
CHAPTER 1
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"It is time, Wormtail, send them out."
"bbbut master, it is ssso early!"
"I am aware of the time, Wormatail. Are you questioning me?"
"nnno, master, I was just-I mmmean-yyyes, master..I will send them nnnow."
The stooping figure bowed low, then turned and started toward the door.
"Wormtail!" called the harsh, rasping voice. "yyyyes, mmmaster?" came the reply from the figure at the
door. "Tell them if they fail, they will be punished." A shiver ran the the dark, shadowy figure as he
answered "it will be as you wwwish, mmaster".
Then he bowed low, still trembling, and turned to scamper out of the room.
The figure sitting in the arm chair smiled, his red eyes glowing. "Finally. After all these years. I will be
rid of the Potter boy!" He said, his voice rich with ecstasy. Then the smile turned into a harsh, evil
laugh. The awful sound of it filled the room, and echoed back from the dark, shadowy corners.
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"NNNNNNOOOO!!!"
Harry Potter sat up with a jump, sweat streaming down his forehead. He breath was quick and heavy.
He laid back down with a sigh. "Just another nightmare." He whispered to himself. His scar was
hurting with a sharp, familiar pain. He traced it idely with his fingers. He tried to remember the
details of the dream, but already they were turning vague. Wormtail had been there, and another man
who was undoubtedly voldemort. A shiver ran through him as he remembered his cold, harsh laugh. But
as hard as he tried, he couldn't remember what they had been talking about.
Harry looked up at his alarm clock. It was only 3:10 in the morning. He wiped the sweat off his face and
tried to relax. But he kept hearing that laugh in his head. And then suddenly he heard another sound.
It sounded like footsteps downstairs. For a second, panic seized him. But he reasoned with himself that
it was probably just Dudley getting a midnight snack. But his nerves wouldn't listen to his head. He
kept jumping when he heard the creaking. "Come on, Harry, your being paranoid." He said, more to fill
the silence than anything. "OK, I'll just go down there and prove to myslef that it's just Dudley, so then
at least I will be able to sleep." He decided.
So as quietly as he could, he slipped down off his bed and crept slowly to the door. As he was passing
his desk, he saw his wand laying on it and grabbed it, "just in case" he told himself. He opened the door
slowly, willing it to not creak. He tried not to think what would happent to him if he woke the Dursleys
up at 3:30 in the morning.
He made his way downstairs, and then into the kitchen. No Dudley. But he forced himself not to panic.
"probably just my imagination" he told himself, but to little effect.
Suddenly he felt a hand come from behind him and cover his mouth. He tried to scream but the hand
muffled the sound.
"Is it him?" asked a low, deep voice. "I dunno" came the answer from directly behind him. Suddenly
Harry remembered the conversation from his dream. These me were sent from Voldemort. They were
here to kill him, Harry. Fear gripped him and he wasn't sure how much longer he could hold his dinner
down. "lumos" the first voice murmered, and the room was suddenly
lit with a weak, pale light. The man holding the wand that was casting the light stepped in front of
Harry and held his wand close to his face. "yup, that's him alright" he said with an evil grin. Harry
recognized the man and his voice. It was Lucius Malfoy. Harry struggled to free himself from the man
holding him, but the Death Eater had a very tight grip.
Then Harry remembered his wand. It was in his hand. Malfoy and the other man
hadn't noticed it. With a silent, swift move he raised it and yelled "pushios!" and Malfoy went flying
back-wards into the wall. Taking advantage of the other man's temporary shock, Harry pushed out of
his arms and ran. He ran into the kitchen. "the portkey" he whispered to himself. When Harry left
Hogwarts after his 4th year Dumbledore told him that he would set up a portkey at his house "for safety
reasons", he had said. It was a muggle toaster. But unlike most port keys, it would operate like a
normal muggle toaster until you spoke the incantation. you did not have to use it at a certain
time, you simply said "transportia" when you wanted it to work. The only problem was, Harry hadn't
asked Dumbledore where it would take him. "Oh well," thought Harry. "No time for that now" Harry
raced to the kitchen, grabbed the toaster, and bolted towards the stairs, the two Deather Eaters right at
his back.
Harry stopped when he reached his aunt and uncle's bedroom door. He turned around and screamed
"paroliosis!!" The two men were frozen, but Harry knew it wouldn't last long. He turned into the room,
slamming the door behind him and quickly put a locking charm on the door.
Dudley and his Aunt and Uncle were already awake from the comotion that Harry and the Death
Eaters had caused downstairs. They were cowering against the bedroom wall, huddled together. Harry
bolted to them and huridly ordered them to all put their hands on the toaster. They just stood there,
frozen, and looked at him like he had lost his mind. He could see the fear and confusion shining in their
eyes. "FOR ONCE WILL YOU JUST LISTEN TO ME AND PUT YOUR HANDS ON THE TOASTER?!"
He screamed. They immediately did as Harry said. Outside the door he heard the unlocking charm
being put on the door. Before he could panic he screamed "portio!" and he felt the familiar pull at his
stomach as the room started spinning.
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ok, I don't know if I like that or not. But hey, I did my best. I already have the whole story laid out in my
head so it probably won't take me too long to get the next chapter up. Oh, and don't worry. The romance
will be here soon. PLEASE Review!! It means a lot to me, people!! : )
-"I don't suffer from insanity, I enjoy every minute of it!!!"-
So please don't sue me. Thank you.
Pleeeeeeeaaaaase review after you read it!! I would REALLY appreciate it!! thanx!
CHAPTER 1
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"It is time, Wormtail, send them out."
"bbbut master, it is ssso early!"
"I am aware of the time, Wormatail. Are you questioning me?"
"nnno, master, I was just-I mmmean-yyyes, master..I will send them nnnow."
The stooping figure bowed low, then turned and started toward the door.
"Wormtail!" called the harsh, rasping voice. "yyyyes, mmmaster?" came the reply from the figure at the
door. "Tell them if they fail, they will be punished." A shiver ran the the dark, shadowy figure as he
answered "it will be as you wwwish, mmaster".
Then he bowed low, still trembling, and turned to scamper out of the room.
The figure sitting in the arm chair smiled, his red eyes glowing. "Finally. After all these years. I will be
rid of the Potter boy!" He said, his voice rich with ecstasy. Then the smile turned into a harsh, evil
laugh. The awful sound of it filled the room, and echoed back from the dark, shadowy corners.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"NNNNNNOOOO!!!"
Harry Potter sat up with a jump, sweat streaming down his forehead. He breath was quick and heavy.
He laid back down with a sigh. "Just another nightmare." He whispered to himself. His scar was
hurting with a sharp, familiar pain. He traced it idely with his fingers. He tried to remember the
details of the dream, but already they were turning vague. Wormtail had been there, and another man
who was undoubtedly voldemort. A shiver ran through him as he remembered his cold, harsh laugh. But
as hard as he tried, he couldn't remember what they had been talking about.
Harry looked up at his alarm clock. It was only 3:10 in the morning. He wiped the sweat off his face and
tried to relax. But he kept hearing that laugh in his head. And then suddenly he heard another sound.
It sounded like footsteps downstairs. For a second, panic seized him. But he reasoned with himself that
it was probably just Dudley getting a midnight snack. But his nerves wouldn't listen to his head. He
kept jumping when he heard the creaking. "Come on, Harry, your being paranoid." He said, more to fill
the silence than anything. "OK, I'll just go down there and prove to myslef that it's just Dudley, so then
at least I will be able to sleep." He decided.
So as quietly as he could, he slipped down off his bed and crept slowly to the door. As he was passing
his desk, he saw his wand laying on it and grabbed it, "just in case" he told himself. He opened the door
slowly, willing it to not creak. He tried not to think what would happent to him if he woke the Dursleys
up at 3:30 in the morning.
He made his way downstairs, and then into the kitchen. No Dudley. But he forced himself not to panic.
"probably just my imagination" he told himself, but to little effect.
Suddenly he felt a hand come from behind him and cover his mouth. He tried to scream but the hand
muffled the sound.
"Is it him?" asked a low, deep voice. "I dunno" came the answer from directly behind him. Suddenly
Harry remembered the conversation from his dream. These me were sent from Voldemort. They were
here to kill him, Harry. Fear gripped him and he wasn't sure how much longer he could hold his dinner
down. "lumos" the first voice murmered, and the room was suddenly
lit with a weak, pale light. The man holding the wand that was casting the light stepped in front of
Harry and held his wand close to his face. "yup, that's him alright" he said with an evil grin. Harry
recognized the man and his voice. It was Lucius Malfoy. Harry struggled to free himself from the man
holding him, but the Death Eater had a very tight grip.
Then Harry remembered his wand. It was in his hand. Malfoy and the other man
hadn't noticed it. With a silent, swift move he raised it and yelled "pushios!" and Malfoy went flying
back-wards into the wall. Taking advantage of the other man's temporary shock, Harry pushed out of
his arms and ran. He ran into the kitchen. "the portkey" he whispered to himself. When Harry left
Hogwarts after his 4th year Dumbledore told him that he would set up a portkey at his house "for safety
reasons", he had said. It was a muggle toaster. But unlike most port keys, it would operate like a
normal muggle toaster until you spoke the incantation. you did not have to use it at a certain
time, you simply said "transportia" when you wanted it to work. The only problem was, Harry hadn't
asked Dumbledore where it would take him. "Oh well," thought Harry. "No time for that now" Harry
raced to the kitchen, grabbed the toaster, and bolted towards the stairs, the two Deather Eaters right at
his back.
Harry stopped when he reached his aunt and uncle's bedroom door. He turned around and screamed
"paroliosis!!" The two men were frozen, but Harry knew it wouldn't last long. He turned into the room,
slamming the door behind him and quickly put a locking charm on the door.
Dudley and his Aunt and Uncle were already awake from the comotion that Harry and the Death
Eaters had caused downstairs. They were cowering against the bedroom wall, huddled together. Harry
bolted to them and huridly ordered them to all put their hands on the toaster. They just stood there,
frozen, and looked at him like he had lost his mind. He could see the fear and confusion shining in their
eyes. "FOR ONCE WILL YOU JUST LISTEN TO ME AND PUT YOUR HANDS ON THE TOASTER?!"
He screamed. They immediately did as Harry said. Outside the door he heard the unlocking charm
being put on the door. Before he could panic he screamed "portio!" and he felt the familiar pull at his
stomach as the room started spinning.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
ok, I don't know if I like that or not. But hey, I did my best. I already have the whole story laid out in my
head so it probably won't take me too long to get the next chapter up. Oh, and don't worry. The romance
will be here soon. PLEASE Review!! It means a lot to me, people!! : )
-"I don't suffer from insanity, I enjoy every minute of it!!!"-