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ALL CHARACTERS THAT ARE NOT ORIGINAL BELONG TO J.K. ROWLING (just so you know)
alright lets get started
CHAPTER 1
Harry's Misery
Harry was tired when he got to number 4 Privet Drive. He went upstairs feeling lightheaded because of the previous weeks events. It all seemed like a dream to him. Sirius was gone and never coming back and the prophecy weighed heavily on his mind. He threw himself onto his bed and instantly fell asleep.
The next morning the Dursley's kept their distanst when he went downstairs. Aunt Petunia politely reminded Harry that he needed to carry his trunk and other belongings to his room. Harry was had been pondering why she was being anything but absolutely rude to him when te previous days events came to mind. The Dursely's had been threatened by Mr. Weasley, Tonks, Moody and Lupin that if the treated Harry badly in any way that they would have them to deal with. The Dursely's would finally have to treat him with respect. Harry looked down at his plate it wasn't much, but at least he didn't have to cook it himself. It was a peice of toast with marmalade spread over it, a couple of waffle's and orange juice. Just when Harry was finishing breakfast he noticed a Tawny Owl waiting outside the window with the Daily Prophet clutched in its claws. He openned tthe window took the paper and paid the owl.
Harry didn't bother to close the window and walked int o the living room to wath the morning news while reading the paper. He openned the paper while the weatherman was still blabbing about tommorrow's wonderfu weather. On tthe front page Harry saw a picture of the Ministry of Magic's new remodeling after the battle between Dumbledore and Voldemort. It looked the same as before. just without the statue that Dumbledore had said told a lie. Harry was surprised to see a Rita Skeeter column on the second page gossiping about when she thought He Who Must Not Be Named would resurface. On the third page he saw even more about what to do to protect yourself from possibly unknown wizards now at large. The rest of the paper was filled with similar junk.Harry dropped it on the Coffee table and leened back in Uncle Venon's reclining chair to whatch the news. The weatherman was just finnishing up his forcast when Uncle Vernon walked in, saw Hary in his chair and openned his mouth to say something, but thought better of it. He sat down on the couch and asked Harry in a very controlled voice what the weather was supposed to be like today. Harry told him that the weatherman said sunny withh a possiblity of rain in the evening. After Harry realized that nothing important, meaning the involvement of Voldemort, was either in his paper nor in the news walked upstairs taking the paper with him to write his letter to Moody and the gang. Hary took out some parchment, dipped his favorite quill in ink and wrote:
Dear Moody and Company,
I'm just fine the Dursleys are actually treating me quite nicely.
Harry
Harry then took out another piece of parchment and wrote.
Dear Ron(and Hermoine if you're there already),
The Dursley's are treating me fine. I want to get out of
here though.
Its like torture waiting and not getting any important
news. Send me
a response as soon as possible.
Harry
Harry tied the two letters onto Hedwig's leg, and Hedwig took off without a second bidding. Harry walked downstairs miserably because while he was writing Sirius had come back to mind and how much he missed him. Harry walked outside and went on one of his isolated walks. Harry hardly noticed where he was going when he bumped into Dudley. Dudley was surrounded by his friends. It cheered Harry up seeing the turmoil inside Dudley. Dudley couldn't do anything to Harry, but he couldn't not do anything with his gang members around. Besides Harry was ready either way with his wand in his pocket.
"Where do you think you're going," sneered one of Dudley's friends as Harry tried to keep going.
"Leave me alone," said Harry quitly.
"What was that ,"asked another of Dudley's friends.While this was going on Dudley slowly crept to the back of his little gang.
"You heard me," Harry answered back. As he said this Harry walked right through Dudley's gang and laughed at Dudley when he saw him cowering at the back. Harry walked on without looking back. He didn't really care what Dudley was doing, he just wanted to continue his walk. Harry ended up at the swing that he had sat in the previous summer before the Demontor attack. Harry sat here as muggle's walked hurridly past not wanting him to do anything to them. They didn't want to mix with riffraff like him that went to St. Brutuses. Harry didn't care, infact he preferred being left alone letting his imagination soar with possiblities. Five hours later Harry decided that he was hungry and started walking slowly back to number 4.
The next several days went past pretty much like this until a letter was dropped off at the the Dursley's. Harry got back saw a letter waiting by his dinner plate.
"One of those ruddy owls left it here about an hour ago," said Uncle Vernon as he nodded at the letter.
"Thanks," answered Harry dully.
authors notes:
if you want to see the the next chapter I need some reviews saying so (hint hint)
it would also be helpful if you include some ideas in your reviews to help me get through some possible writer's block
the second Chapter should be finished soon
I have no idea how long the full story is going to be so be patient
here's something that you can do while waiting for the next chapter, REVIEW
include ANYTHING that might be even the slightest bit helpful in your reviews
but be careful because I'm taking them seriously and since this is my first fanfiction any review can be helpful
REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW
ALL CHARACTERS THAT ARE NOT ORIGINAL BELONG TO J.K. ROWLING (just so you know)
alright lets get started
CHAPTER 1
Harry's Misery
Harry was tired when he got to number 4 Privet Drive. He went upstairs feeling lightheaded because of the previous weeks events. It all seemed like a dream to him. Sirius was gone and never coming back and the prophecy weighed heavily on his mind. He threw himself onto his bed and instantly fell asleep.
The next morning the Dursley's kept their distanst when he went downstairs. Aunt Petunia politely reminded Harry that he needed to carry his trunk and other belongings to his room. Harry was had been pondering why she was being anything but absolutely rude to him when te previous days events came to mind. The Dursely's had been threatened by Mr. Weasley, Tonks, Moody and Lupin that if the treated Harry badly in any way that they would have them to deal with. The Dursely's would finally have to treat him with respect. Harry looked down at his plate it wasn't much, but at least he didn't have to cook it himself. It was a peice of toast with marmalade spread over it, a couple of waffle's and orange juice. Just when Harry was finishing breakfast he noticed a Tawny Owl waiting outside the window with the Daily Prophet clutched in its claws. He openned tthe window took the paper and paid the owl.
Harry didn't bother to close the window and walked int o the living room to wath the morning news while reading the paper. He openned the paper while the weatherman was still blabbing about tommorrow's wonderfu weather. On tthe front page Harry saw a picture of the Ministry of Magic's new remodeling after the battle between Dumbledore and Voldemort. It looked the same as before. just without the statue that Dumbledore had said told a lie. Harry was surprised to see a Rita Skeeter column on the second page gossiping about when she thought He Who Must Not Be Named would resurface. On the third page he saw even more about what to do to protect yourself from possibly unknown wizards now at large. The rest of the paper was filled with similar junk.Harry dropped it on the Coffee table and leened back in Uncle Venon's reclining chair to whatch the news. The weatherman was just finnishing up his forcast when Uncle Vernon walked in, saw Hary in his chair and openned his mouth to say something, but thought better of it. He sat down on the couch and asked Harry in a very controlled voice what the weather was supposed to be like today. Harry told him that the weatherman said sunny withh a possiblity of rain in the evening. After Harry realized that nothing important, meaning the involvement of Voldemort, was either in his paper nor in the news walked upstairs taking the paper with him to write his letter to Moody and the gang. Hary took out some parchment, dipped his favorite quill in ink and wrote:
Dear Moody and Company,
I'm just fine the Dursleys are actually treating me quite nicely.
Harry
Harry then took out another piece of parchment and wrote.
Dear Ron(and Hermoine if you're there already),
The Dursley's are treating me fine. I want to get out of
here though.
Its like torture waiting and not getting any important
news. Send me
a response as soon as possible.
Harry
Harry tied the two letters onto Hedwig's leg, and Hedwig took off without a second bidding. Harry walked downstairs miserably because while he was writing Sirius had come back to mind and how much he missed him. Harry walked outside and went on one of his isolated walks. Harry hardly noticed where he was going when he bumped into Dudley. Dudley was surrounded by his friends. It cheered Harry up seeing the turmoil inside Dudley. Dudley couldn't do anything to Harry, but he couldn't not do anything with his gang members around. Besides Harry was ready either way with his wand in his pocket.
"Where do you think you're going," sneered one of Dudley's friends as Harry tried to keep going.
"Leave me alone," said Harry quitly.
"What was that ,"asked another of Dudley's friends.While this was going on Dudley slowly crept to the back of his little gang.
"You heard me," Harry answered back. As he said this Harry walked right through Dudley's gang and laughed at Dudley when he saw him cowering at the back. Harry walked on without looking back. He didn't really care what Dudley was doing, he just wanted to continue his walk. Harry ended up at the swing that he had sat in the previous summer before the Demontor attack. Harry sat here as muggle's walked hurridly past not wanting him to do anything to them. They didn't want to mix with riffraff like him that went to St. Brutuses. Harry didn't care, infact he preferred being left alone letting his imagination soar with possiblities. Five hours later Harry decided that he was hungry and started walking slowly back to number 4.
The next several days went past pretty much like this until a letter was dropped off at the the Dursley's. Harry got back saw a letter waiting by his dinner plate.
"One of those ruddy owls left it here about an hour ago," said Uncle Vernon as he nodded at the letter.
"Thanks," answered Harry dully.
authors notes:
if you want to see the the next chapter I need some reviews saying so (hint hint)
it would also be helpful if you include some ideas in your reviews to help me get through some possible writer's block
the second Chapter should be finished soon
I have no idea how long the full story is going to be so be patient
here's something that you can do while waiting for the next chapter, REVIEW
include ANYTHING that might be even the slightest bit helpful in your reviews
but be careful because I'm taking them seriously and since this is my first fanfiction any review can be helpful
REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW