Chapter 3- The Truth of the Matter
Harry laid on his bed in shock. First, he had been expelled, then he had been un-expelled. Dumbledore showed up at his house, froze Fudge with a Freezing Hex, and stopped him from breaking Harry's wand. Dumbledore had actually gotten Harry out of the mess he was in. Thank you, Dumbledore, thought Harry. Anther weird thing was that all of this happened on Harry's fifteenth birthday, which both the Minister and the Headmaster of Hogwarts had forgotten about. But, on the bright side, Dumbledore had fixed the problem with the police, and had also performed Memory Charms on all three of the Dursleys. This was almost to cool..and weird, to be true.
Harry rolled around on his bed, tossing and turning. He sat up. It was then that he noticed something on his desk. It was a dark brown package. It said, "To Harry, From Dumbledore." Harry opened it. A large yellow light spilled out of it, flooding his whole room. Next thing he knew, Harry was not in his room. He was at Hogwarts.
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Harry was just outside Dumbledore's office. He would remember that gargoyle anywhere. Dumbledore walked out, smiling. "Welcome, Harry," said Dumbledore. "And happy birthday. This is your present." Harry looked to see if he was hiding something behind his cloak. He wasn't.
"I have summoned you here for a special purpose: I am going to tell you the truth..what I should have told you five years ago. Harry, listen very carefully, I am going to explain everything." He lowered his head, making sure that Harry's full attention was on him. When he saw that it was, he continued.
"Harry, there is a chain of clues that ties in with what I am about to tell you. First of all, you were born on August thirty-first, which makes you a Leo in your astrological zodiac. Your parents lived in Godric's Hollow, you were placed in Gryffindor, and when you first tried out your wand, it shot out red and gold sparks. Do you know what all of this means?"
Harry stood there, wondering. "They all have to do with lions..um...that's all that I can think of."
"Yes, Harry, they all have to do with lions. Harry.." Dumbledore paused. "Harry, you are the heir of Gryffindor." He paused, beaming at Harry.
Before Harry could speak, another voice was heard. And it was very close by.
"Yes.." it hissed. "The heir of Gryffindor, just as I was the heir of Slytherin."
Both Harry and Dumbledore looked over. Voldemort was standing there, his wand pointed at both of them. Next to him were Lucius Malfoy and Peter Pettigrew, also known as Wormtail. Harry's scar was full of pain. It was burning like crazy. He clutched his hand over it. He also kept getting flashes of a green light.
"Voldemort," he said. "How did you.."
"How did I get into Hogwarts? With difficulty. How did I plan this moment? With pleasure. Now, I have come for what is rightfully mine." He pointed his wand at Harry. "You."
"EXPELLIARMUS!" shouted Dumbledore, his wand at the ready. A blue streak of light shot out of his wand and went straight toward Voldemort. His wand was thrust out of his hand, and shot toward Dumbledore. "HARRY, RUN!" shouted Dumbledore. Harry ran as fast as he could around the corner. Then he turned around. He couldn't leave Dumbledore. He ran back, but stopped abruptly. "AVADA KADAVRA!!!!" shouted a voice. Dumbledore fell to the floor. Harry stood in fear. Dumbledore was dead. Tears ran down his cheeks as he ran over to Dumbledore, trying to get a pulse and heart rate. Then he fell into blackness, his scar burning.
He couldn't feel what was happening to him, but it didn't matter. Dumbledore was dead, and the Wizarding World was no longer safe. "And thus the war begins," hissed a voice. Harry's eyes closed, and he continued to fall into blackness, leaving all of his fears and hopes behind him, with the only man that could protect him.
I am sorry that this is such a sad story. I hope that you liked it. Please note that in paragraph 41, when Voldemort says, "How did I get into Hogwarts? With difficulty. How did I plan this moment? With pleasure.", that that line comes from one of my favorite movies, The Count of Monte Cristo. I do not own any of those characters, as they belong to Alexander Dumas, who wrote the story. Please review!!!!
Harry laid on his bed in shock. First, he had been expelled, then he had been un-expelled. Dumbledore showed up at his house, froze Fudge with a Freezing Hex, and stopped him from breaking Harry's wand. Dumbledore had actually gotten Harry out of the mess he was in. Thank you, Dumbledore, thought Harry. Anther weird thing was that all of this happened on Harry's fifteenth birthday, which both the Minister and the Headmaster of Hogwarts had forgotten about. But, on the bright side, Dumbledore had fixed the problem with the police, and had also performed Memory Charms on all three of the Dursleys. This was almost to cool..and weird, to be true.
Harry rolled around on his bed, tossing and turning. He sat up. It was then that he noticed something on his desk. It was a dark brown package. It said, "To Harry, From Dumbledore." Harry opened it. A large yellow light spilled out of it, flooding his whole room. Next thing he knew, Harry was not in his room. He was at Hogwarts.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Harry was just outside Dumbledore's office. He would remember that gargoyle anywhere. Dumbledore walked out, smiling. "Welcome, Harry," said Dumbledore. "And happy birthday. This is your present." Harry looked to see if he was hiding something behind his cloak. He wasn't.
"I have summoned you here for a special purpose: I am going to tell you the truth..what I should have told you five years ago. Harry, listen very carefully, I am going to explain everything." He lowered his head, making sure that Harry's full attention was on him. When he saw that it was, he continued.
"Harry, there is a chain of clues that ties in with what I am about to tell you. First of all, you were born on August thirty-first, which makes you a Leo in your astrological zodiac. Your parents lived in Godric's Hollow, you were placed in Gryffindor, and when you first tried out your wand, it shot out red and gold sparks. Do you know what all of this means?"
Harry stood there, wondering. "They all have to do with lions..um...that's all that I can think of."
"Yes, Harry, they all have to do with lions. Harry.." Dumbledore paused. "Harry, you are the heir of Gryffindor." He paused, beaming at Harry.
Before Harry could speak, another voice was heard. And it was very close by.
"Yes.." it hissed. "The heir of Gryffindor, just as I was the heir of Slytherin."
Both Harry and Dumbledore looked over. Voldemort was standing there, his wand pointed at both of them. Next to him were Lucius Malfoy and Peter Pettigrew, also known as Wormtail. Harry's scar was full of pain. It was burning like crazy. He clutched his hand over it. He also kept getting flashes of a green light.
"Voldemort," he said. "How did you.."
"How did I get into Hogwarts? With difficulty. How did I plan this moment? With pleasure. Now, I have come for what is rightfully mine." He pointed his wand at Harry. "You."
"EXPELLIARMUS!" shouted Dumbledore, his wand at the ready. A blue streak of light shot out of his wand and went straight toward Voldemort. His wand was thrust out of his hand, and shot toward Dumbledore. "HARRY, RUN!" shouted Dumbledore. Harry ran as fast as he could around the corner. Then he turned around. He couldn't leave Dumbledore. He ran back, but stopped abruptly. "AVADA KADAVRA!!!!" shouted a voice. Dumbledore fell to the floor. Harry stood in fear. Dumbledore was dead. Tears ran down his cheeks as he ran over to Dumbledore, trying to get a pulse and heart rate. Then he fell into blackness, his scar burning.
He couldn't feel what was happening to him, but it didn't matter. Dumbledore was dead, and the Wizarding World was no longer safe. "And thus the war begins," hissed a voice. Harry's eyes closed, and he continued to fall into blackness, leaving all of his fears and hopes behind him, with the only man that could protect him.
I am sorry that this is such a sad story. I hope that you liked it. Please note that in paragraph 41, when Voldemort says, "How did I get into Hogwarts? With difficulty. How did I plan this moment? With pleasure.", that that line comes from one of my favorite movies, The Count of Monte Cristo. I do not own any of those characters, as they belong to Alexander Dumas, who wrote the story. Please review!!!!
