Harry Potter and the Return of the Prophecy
DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the characters that were written by J.K. Rowling. (I do wish that I did, along with half a million other kids in this world.) I do however own the storyline.
Sub Category: Action/ Adventure
Spoilers: SS/PS, CoS, PoA, GoF, OOTP
Summary: Harry returns to the Dursleys for the summer. Something there will change his break before returning to Hogwarts. You-Know-Who has a new plot of taking over Hogwarts, along with the world. Will Harry and his friends prevail again over the Dark Lord?
Authors Notes: Gets Better! R&R!
A Good Start
Harry awoke the next morning with a start. Something furry was attacking his face.
"PIG! What are you doing here?" Harry said in alarm.
Pigwidgeon, Pig for short, was Ron's owl he had received from Sirius at the end of his third year at Hogwarts. He was fluttering happily around the room, which he always did. "At least he didn't send Errol." Harry said to himself. Errol was the Weasley's family owl. He was ancient and had trouble on long journeys.
Pig had now flown over to Harry's desk and fluttered down upon the letter he had delivered. Harry walked over and picked up the letter. Pig zoomed around happily again. Hedwig never had approved of this hyper fuzzball. She sat inside her cage, occasionally shooting Pig looks of pure venom.
Harry had now ripped open Ron's letter. The paper was neatly folded into fourths, so Harry unfolded the parchment. He read it out loud to himself.
Hi Harry,
How are things for you? I heard that Moody told your uncle that he might curse him if you aren't happy for any reason. Must be nice knowing that you should stay happy most of the summer. Ginny has been annoying with all her Dean Thomas letters. Shame Moody can't curse her. Hermione has been good. Has she written to you yet? She is worried because the O.W.L. results are coming out soon. It just makes my head hurt to even think about how badly I did. Mom says you might be able to come out to the Burrow for that last few weeks of summer. She hasn't talked about it with Dad yet. But, he fancies you because of your connections with Muggles. He still doesn't get the real reason Muggles use fellytones. So, there shouldn't be any reason you can't come over. Write back soon.
-Ron
Harry slowly folded up Ron's letter. He didn't care if the Dursleys wouldn't let Harry go. He was determined to go whether they said yes or not. He loved it at the Burrow. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley were extremely nice to him. Mrs. Weasley always thought that Harry needed to eat to fatten him up a bit and Mr. Weasley enjoys Harry's company because he lives in the Muggle world with Muggle items. He never got sick of hearing the ghoul that lived in the Weasley's attic, but it did get annoying when you were trying to sleep.
Harry quickly searched around his cluttered room looking for ink and a quill to reply to Ron's letter. He was opening drawers looking for his ink bottle when another owl came swooping into his room.
"Now what?" he muttered in an exasperated tone.
The barn owl fluttered over to Harry's desk and dropped a letter. Harry recognized the neat handwriting, addressed to him, which belonged to his best friend, Hermione Granger. He eagerly ripped open the letter and a neatly-folded paper drifted its was onto Harry's floor. He stooped down to retrieve Hermione's letter when the owl swooped out of Harry's open window. He unfolded Hermione's letter and began reading.
Harry,
How are things for you? Are the Dursleys treating you alright? I'm so worried about the O.W.L. results coming in a few weeks time. I don't think I did a very good job on Snape's exam. I couldn't remember the last three ingredients for a Babbling Beverage. I received a letter from Dumbledore saying that Ron decided that being a prefect wasn't his type of thing. I don't know why though, but he decided to quit. Dumbledore didn't seem surprised though. He told me that prefect duties would increase this year, and he wanted me to have a reliable partner. He said I was trustworthy enough to pick my own partner. I guess that you know who I would pick. Dumbledore probably would have picked you anyways. I hope that you are excited as I was at this good news! Hope you have a good summer! Try to meet me at Diagon Alley to pick up our new schoolbooks.
Love from,
Hermione
P.S. Your prefect badge will come with your Hogwarts letter. It will also give you instructions on what our duties will be this year. Don't worry though Harry because I was a prefect last year and I can help you.
Harry quietly folded up Hermione's letter and placed it on top of Ron's letter. "A prefect?" kept running through his mind.
"Me? I can't believe Ron quit and now I'm taking his place. I-I can't be a prefect. I've gotten into too much trouble at school." he kept thinking to himself.
As Harry quietly sat, lost in thought, another owl swooped into his room. He didn't notice this one till it started pecking him.
"Ouch! Knock it off!"
Another letter found its way onto Harry's bedroom floor and he reached down to pick it up.
Dear Harry,
I don't know if Miss Granger has informed you already, but you are now one of the Gryffindor prefects. Mr. Ronald Weasley has informed me that he would like to quit his prefect duties, and just continue on with Quidditch. Hope that you have an enjoyable summer. Since the removal of the teacher, Dolores Jane Umbridge, you are now allowed to re-join the Quidditch team.
Sincerely,
Albus Dumbledore
By now, the shock had worn in on Harry that he was to be a prefect. He didn't have any clue that Aunt Petunia was shouting his name for him to get downstairs to make Dudley breakfast. All he wanted to do at the moment was to think.
He sat down on his bed. He had started thinking when his thoughts were interrupted by Uncle Vernon's shouting. Harry crept downstairs to better hear what his uncle was making all the fuss about.
"I will not allow him to do you-know-what in this household! He shall not read the letter!"
Harry decided that this would be a good time to walk in. He watched the color drain from Uncle Vernon's purple face.
"What letter?" Harry asked in a tone of curiosity.
"Vernon, we have to tell him." Aunt Petunia whispered.
Any color remaining in Uncle Vernon's face disappeared. His face was now about as pearly-white as Nearly-Headless Nick.
"Damn." he muttered.
"We received a letter that says you are now legally an adult and you're allowed to do..." Uncle Vernon paused. "Magic."
He said this in a hushed tone, obviously hoping that Harry wouldn't hear.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the characters that were written by J.K. Rowling. (I do wish that I did, along with half a million other kids in this world.) I do however own the storyline.
Sub Category: Action/ Adventure
Spoilers: SS/PS, CoS, PoA, GoF, OOTP
Summary: Harry returns to the Dursleys for the summer. Something there will change his break before returning to Hogwarts. You-Know-Who has a new plot of taking over Hogwarts, along with the world. Will Harry and his friends prevail again over the Dark Lord?
Authors Notes: Gets Better! R&R!
A Good Start
Harry awoke the next morning with a start. Something furry was attacking his face.
"PIG! What are you doing here?" Harry said in alarm.
Pigwidgeon, Pig for short, was Ron's owl he had received from Sirius at the end of his third year at Hogwarts. He was fluttering happily around the room, which he always did. "At least he didn't send Errol." Harry said to himself. Errol was the Weasley's family owl. He was ancient and had trouble on long journeys.
Pig had now flown over to Harry's desk and fluttered down upon the letter he had delivered. Harry walked over and picked up the letter. Pig zoomed around happily again. Hedwig never had approved of this hyper fuzzball. She sat inside her cage, occasionally shooting Pig looks of pure venom.
Harry had now ripped open Ron's letter. The paper was neatly folded into fourths, so Harry unfolded the parchment. He read it out loud to himself.
Hi Harry,
How are things for you? I heard that Moody told your uncle that he might curse him if you aren't happy for any reason. Must be nice knowing that you should stay happy most of the summer. Ginny has been annoying with all her Dean Thomas letters. Shame Moody can't curse her. Hermione has been good. Has she written to you yet? She is worried because the O.W.L. results are coming out soon. It just makes my head hurt to even think about how badly I did. Mom says you might be able to come out to the Burrow for that last few weeks of summer. She hasn't talked about it with Dad yet. But, he fancies you because of your connections with Muggles. He still doesn't get the real reason Muggles use fellytones. So, there shouldn't be any reason you can't come over. Write back soon.
-Ron
Harry slowly folded up Ron's letter. He didn't care if the Dursleys wouldn't let Harry go. He was determined to go whether they said yes or not. He loved it at the Burrow. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley were extremely nice to him. Mrs. Weasley always thought that Harry needed to eat to fatten him up a bit and Mr. Weasley enjoys Harry's company because he lives in the Muggle world with Muggle items. He never got sick of hearing the ghoul that lived in the Weasley's attic, but it did get annoying when you were trying to sleep.
Harry quickly searched around his cluttered room looking for ink and a quill to reply to Ron's letter. He was opening drawers looking for his ink bottle when another owl came swooping into his room.
"Now what?" he muttered in an exasperated tone.
The barn owl fluttered over to Harry's desk and dropped a letter. Harry recognized the neat handwriting, addressed to him, which belonged to his best friend, Hermione Granger. He eagerly ripped open the letter and a neatly-folded paper drifted its was onto Harry's floor. He stooped down to retrieve Hermione's letter when the owl swooped out of Harry's open window. He unfolded Hermione's letter and began reading.
Harry,
How are things for you? Are the Dursleys treating you alright? I'm so worried about the O.W.L. results coming in a few weeks time. I don't think I did a very good job on Snape's exam. I couldn't remember the last three ingredients for a Babbling Beverage. I received a letter from Dumbledore saying that Ron decided that being a prefect wasn't his type of thing. I don't know why though, but he decided to quit. Dumbledore didn't seem surprised though. He told me that prefect duties would increase this year, and he wanted me to have a reliable partner. He said I was trustworthy enough to pick my own partner. I guess that you know who I would pick. Dumbledore probably would have picked you anyways. I hope that you are excited as I was at this good news! Hope you have a good summer! Try to meet me at Diagon Alley to pick up our new schoolbooks.
Love from,
Hermione
P.S. Your prefect badge will come with your Hogwarts letter. It will also give you instructions on what our duties will be this year. Don't worry though Harry because I was a prefect last year and I can help you.
Harry quietly folded up Hermione's letter and placed it on top of Ron's letter. "A prefect?" kept running through his mind.
"Me? I can't believe Ron quit and now I'm taking his place. I-I can't be a prefect. I've gotten into too much trouble at school." he kept thinking to himself.
As Harry quietly sat, lost in thought, another owl swooped into his room. He didn't notice this one till it started pecking him.
"Ouch! Knock it off!"
Another letter found its way onto Harry's bedroom floor and he reached down to pick it up.
Dear Harry,
I don't know if Miss Granger has informed you already, but you are now one of the Gryffindor prefects. Mr. Ronald Weasley has informed me that he would like to quit his prefect duties, and just continue on with Quidditch. Hope that you have an enjoyable summer. Since the removal of the teacher, Dolores Jane Umbridge, you are now allowed to re-join the Quidditch team.
Sincerely,
Albus Dumbledore
By now, the shock had worn in on Harry that he was to be a prefect. He didn't have any clue that Aunt Petunia was shouting his name for him to get downstairs to make Dudley breakfast. All he wanted to do at the moment was to think.
He sat down on his bed. He had started thinking when his thoughts were interrupted by Uncle Vernon's shouting. Harry crept downstairs to better hear what his uncle was making all the fuss about.
"I will not allow him to do you-know-what in this household! He shall not read the letter!"
Harry decided that this would be a good time to walk in. He watched the color drain from Uncle Vernon's purple face.
"What letter?" Harry asked in a tone of curiosity.
"Vernon, we have to tell him." Aunt Petunia whispered.
Any color remaining in Uncle Vernon's face disappeared. His face was now about as pearly-white as Nearly-Headless Nick.
"Damn." he muttered.
"We received a letter that says you are now legally an adult and you're allowed to do..." Uncle Vernon paused. "Magic."
He said this in a hushed tone, obviously hoping that Harry wouldn't hear.
