***Disclaimer*** I regret to inform you that unfortunately I do not own any
of the Harry Potter character, ideas, plots, etc... but the story line here
is my own. All of these are owned by J.K. Rowling and Warners Bros and I
take no credit for their amazing creations.
A New Year, A New Feeling
Harry Potter stood at the foot of his bed at number four Privet Drive. Sixth year was upon him and for some strange reason he felt apprehension. He was 16, the Dursley's let him do whatever he wanted since Sirus was still at large, and he had the best friends in the world. Harry pried open a board on the floor to reveal his favourite hiding place of sweets which he did not want Dudley to eat. Harry reached in and took out a large handful of chocolate cake. As he ate the birthday cake ha laughed at the sight of Hagrid's rock cakes, which had been sitting there for the last four years. The clock signalled nine o'clock in the hallway which meant that he would be leaving in about an hour. Hogwarts was within his very near future and he could be more excited. Harry put the last of his belongings, including the hidden cake into the trunk. Harry studied his belongings to make sure he had not forgotten anything. Among them was Hogwarts: A History which he had borrowed from Hermione. He felt a strange sentimentality when he lifted this book to pack in his trunk, almost a longing for his best friend but in a way he had never felt before. His stomach did flips and turns. 'What is wrong with me,' thought Harry, 'She's my best friend so why am I feeling like this?' Harry did not have much time to ponder this question because off in the distance he heard the familiar humm of the Weasley's car (a new one even more enchanted that the old but not to the knowledge of Mrs. Weasley). One of his best friends, Ron, was coming to pick him up so they could go to Platform 9 3/4 together but he was not supposed to be there for another hour. The car magically appeared in the Dursley's driveway. As Harry locked his trunk he could hear his uncle yelling something about the neighbours and an old rusty car magically appearing in his driveway. He received much pleasure from knowing that he had brought a little more magic into the Dursley's lives. Harry pushed his trunk down the stairs and ran to the front door to open it just as Ron had his fist in the air to knock.
"Hi Harry," said Ron. It was clear that he was relieved that Harry had answered the door and not Mr. Dursley. "Do you have all your stuff? We should leave since the train to Hog--," Harry clamped his hand over Ron's mouth before he could say a magical word in the Dursley's house. Harry made a gesture across his throat with his finger as a sign for Ron to shut up. He removed his hand. Ron winked at Harry. "Fred and George will get your stuff. C'mon," both boys muffled a giggle. "We're going to be so late if we don't go now."
Harry gave a small snicker and yelled good-bye to his aunt and uncle and shut the door. His things (including Hedwig in her cage) suddenly (and very magically) appeared in the trunk, Ron shut it, they climbed in the vehicle, and the car whisked away. They drove away so fast from number four Privet Drive that Harry would have sworn that he hear the squeal of the tires...if they hadn't been flying. The guys laughed.
"I knew that since you had been stuck there all summer it wouldn't hurt to get you out a few minutes early," Ron smiled and Harry laughed again.
"Thankyouthankyouthankyou!!!!" Harry was ecstatic. Things were perfect once again in his life.
HE WAS FREE AND HE WAS GOING HOME... TO HOGWARTS!!!!
(Thanks for reading this. It's my first time so I would appreciate any reviews you can offer me.)
A New Year, A New Feeling
Harry Potter stood at the foot of his bed at number four Privet Drive. Sixth year was upon him and for some strange reason he felt apprehension. He was 16, the Dursley's let him do whatever he wanted since Sirus was still at large, and he had the best friends in the world. Harry pried open a board on the floor to reveal his favourite hiding place of sweets which he did not want Dudley to eat. Harry reached in and took out a large handful of chocolate cake. As he ate the birthday cake ha laughed at the sight of Hagrid's rock cakes, which had been sitting there for the last four years. The clock signalled nine o'clock in the hallway which meant that he would be leaving in about an hour. Hogwarts was within his very near future and he could be more excited. Harry put the last of his belongings, including the hidden cake into the trunk. Harry studied his belongings to make sure he had not forgotten anything. Among them was Hogwarts: A History which he had borrowed from Hermione. He felt a strange sentimentality when he lifted this book to pack in his trunk, almost a longing for his best friend but in a way he had never felt before. His stomach did flips and turns. 'What is wrong with me,' thought Harry, 'She's my best friend so why am I feeling like this?' Harry did not have much time to ponder this question because off in the distance he heard the familiar humm of the Weasley's car (a new one even more enchanted that the old but not to the knowledge of Mrs. Weasley). One of his best friends, Ron, was coming to pick him up so they could go to Platform 9 3/4 together but he was not supposed to be there for another hour. The car magically appeared in the Dursley's driveway. As Harry locked his trunk he could hear his uncle yelling something about the neighbours and an old rusty car magically appearing in his driveway. He received much pleasure from knowing that he had brought a little more magic into the Dursley's lives. Harry pushed his trunk down the stairs and ran to the front door to open it just as Ron had his fist in the air to knock.
"Hi Harry," said Ron. It was clear that he was relieved that Harry had answered the door and not Mr. Dursley. "Do you have all your stuff? We should leave since the train to Hog--," Harry clamped his hand over Ron's mouth before he could say a magical word in the Dursley's house. Harry made a gesture across his throat with his finger as a sign for Ron to shut up. He removed his hand. Ron winked at Harry. "Fred and George will get your stuff. C'mon," both boys muffled a giggle. "We're going to be so late if we don't go now."
Harry gave a small snicker and yelled good-bye to his aunt and uncle and shut the door. His things (including Hedwig in her cage) suddenly (and very magically) appeared in the trunk, Ron shut it, they climbed in the vehicle, and the car whisked away. They drove away so fast from number four Privet Drive that Harry would have sworn that he hear the squeal of the tires...if they hadn't been flying. The guys laughed.
"I knew that since you had been stuck there all summer it wouldn't hurt to get you out a few minutes early," Ron smiled and Harry laughed again.
"Thankyouthankyouthankyou!!!!" Harry was ecstatic. Things were perfect once again in his life.
HE WAS FREE AND HE WAS GOING HOME... TO HOGWARTS!!!!
(Thanks for reading this. It's my first time so I would appreciate any reviews you can offer me.)