"Mr. Potter, will you pay attention!"
Proffessor McGonagall's voice snapped Harry Potter back to the classroom.
"Sorry Proffessor"
He looked around the room as everyone stared back to the board at the front. Cho Chang was sitting next to him...Cho? What was she doing here?
"Hello Harry!" Cho smiled.
"Hi...I..." Harry looked around the room. Cho moved closer to his face...closer...closer, he moved closer to hers, lips almost touching. Suddenly he heard a tapping noise, he looked around, Cho had her eyes half-closed right near his face, he could almost feel her cool breathing...really cool. Too cool? There it was again, tap tap tap...
***
Suddenly Harry sat bolt upright in his bed, breathing hard, the tapping was louder now. He sighed, looking toward the tapping sound. His window was wide open, cooling the room, blasting cold wind onto his face. Hedwig was tapping on the window to get his attention.
"Oh Hedwig, must you wake me up now? What is the problem?"
Hedwig, Harry's owl, hooted as if to say "Oh shutup!". It was then that he noticed the letter tied to her leg. He grabbed it, and ripped it open
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Hi Harry,
As arranged, we are coming to pick you up, lets just hope the Muggles don't get annoyed. Fred and George are not allowed to come, especially after last time. Don't forget to pack
From,
Ron
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Harry smiled at Ron's words about 'last time', he remembered all too well the Ton-Tongue Toffee that Dudley had eaten 'accidently'. When he arrived home after his forth year the Dursley's had been almost completely quiet, ignoring him completely. Harry had lived with the Dursleys every since he could remember, they hated him for being a wizard. But he loved it, being able to get away from the Dursleys, who he hated.
He began to lie down in bed, before he realised Hedwig was still hooting softly.
"What is it Hedwig?" He asked the owl. She hooted and looked out the window, Harry saw what looked like a barn-owl, it was quite large, and it swooped gracefully to Harry's windows. It landed on the ledge, and Harry grabbed the letter from it's talons.
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Dear Harry,
Looking forward to seeing you, I have something to ask you.
Love you,
...
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Harry sat still, puzzled, he didn't recognise the handwriting, he look back at the window-ledge, but the owl had gone. Who?
Proffessor McGonagall's voice snapped Harry Potter back to the classroom.
"Sorry Proffessor"
He looked around the room as everyone stared back to the board at the front. Cho Chang was sitting next to him...Cho? What was she doing here?
"Hello Harry!" Cho smiled.
"Hi...I..." Harry looked around the room. Cho moved closer to his face...closer...closer, he moved closer to hers, lips almost touching. Suddenly he heard a tapping noise, he looked around, Cho had her eyes half-closed right near his face, he could almost feel her cool breathing...really cool. Too cool? There it was again, tap tap tap...
***
Suddenly Harry sat bolt upright in his bed, breathing hard, the tapping was louder now. He sighed, looking toward the tapping sound. His window was wide open, cooling the room, blasting cold wind onto his face. Hedwig was tapping on the window to get his attention.
"Oh Hedwig, must you wake me up now? What is the problem?"
Hedwig, Harry's owl, hooted as if to say "Oh shutup!". It was then that he noticed the letter tied to her leg. He grabbed it, and ripped it open
----
Hi Harry,
As arranged, we are coming to pick you up, lets just hope the Muggles don't get annoyed. Fred and George are not allowed to come, especially after last time. Don't forget to pack
From,
Ron
----
Harry smiled at Ron's words about 'last time', he remembered all too well the Ton-Tongue Toffee that Dudley had eaten 'accidently'. When he arrived home after his forth year the Dursley's had been almost completely quiet, ignoring him completely. Harry had lived with the Dursleys every since he could remember, they hated him for being a wizard. But he loved it, being able to get away from the Dursleys, who he hated.
He began to lie down in bed, before he realised Hedwig was still hooting softly.
"What is it Hedwig?" He asked the owl. She hooted and looked out the window, Harry saw what looked like a barn-owl, it was quite large, and it swooped gracefully to Harry's windows. It landed on the ledge, and Harry grabbed the letter from it's talons.
----
Dear Harry,
Looking forward to seeing you, I have something to ask you.
Love you,
...
----
Harry sat still, puzzled, he didn't recognise the handwriting, he look back at the window-ledge, but the owl had gone. Who?