DISCLAIMER- you all know what belongs to JKR, I'm just playing with her ideas
He all this is my first attempt. Please review. If anyone is interested in co-authoring with me let me know. Please offer suggestions for a title, I have no ideas, and story ideas would be helpful too.
CH 1
So another summer at the Dursley's had just about ended. Thankfully, Harry had not received much more than sore muscles with the threat the Order gave his family. He was mostly ignored, and given more than his share of chores, but aleast they left him alone. Dudley was still into boxing, and bullying kids in the neighborhood. He had managed to gain 25 pounds since summer had ended though, so if the kids were fast they could out run him.
Dudley particular favorite to terrorize was a little boy named Mark. Harry didn't know why Dudley favored him, probably cause he was so small. Maybe ten or eleven at the most. Mark lived a few streets over, and was new to the neighborhood. Harry's Aunt Petunia was very interested in meeting that family, they were probably to far away to spy on.
So on this eve, late in August, Harry was checking his packing job and preparing to leave for Kings Cross in two days time. He did not want to forget anything. He had carefully placed his captain's badge in his trunk, wrapped in the mismatch quidditch socks that Dobby had given him for Christmas a few years ago.
Hermione and Ron were once again at Grimmauld place, however this time they were passing information on a regular basis, and Dumbledore had even kept him somewhat informed, saying that it was unsafe for him to come there this summer but that if that fact changed he would be the first to know. This summer had been a little better, and atleast he wasn't in the dark.
He grabbed a chocolate frog that Ron had given him for his birthday, and began to munch on it. For some silly reason his aunt had begun experimenting with tofu, and as of yet had not come up with a decent product. He grabbed the book that Hermione had given him for his birthday, how typical huh? It was actually pretty interesting, A Novice's Guide to Becoming an Auror. She always new him so well. Satisfied that he had packed everything other that the clothes he was wearing, he settled down in his so called, worn-out, bed to get some sleep.
He woke to his Aunt Petunia yelling to get down and help with breakfast. He got up and got dressed, and headed down stairs. He began to cook the bacon and eggs, and started the toast and coffee. His uncle came down shortly thereafter and sat down to his coffee and morning paper. Then finally his cousin came pouncing down the stairs as Harry was serving up breakfast. Dudley had some bruises and scrapes on his knees and hands. His mother, with that ever watchful eye of hers, quickly noticed and questioned him.
" That new boy Mark tied my shoes together while Peirs and I were sitting at the park, trying to get our summer homework done." Said Dudley, ever so innocently.
"Well its easy to tell he is a good-or-nothing, who can't control his rage." Said Vernon.
Harry laughed silently inward, he could probably guess that Dudley and his friend were doing anything but studying. They were no doubtedly picking on the poor boy once again. Harry wished he could remember Mark's last name, that way he could go over and thank him.
"I think I heard someone say he went to St. Brutus's Insitute for the Incurably Criminal Boys" Dudley went on.
Harry assumed Dudley was making this up so as to make himself look better. Both his parents told him to stay away from the boy, and do his school work at home from now on.
While Harry had they chance, he asked " Could you drop me off in London?" seeing his uncle begin to turn purple, he added "I'd hate for the Order to get worried, nobody knows what they'd do." And his uncle quickly abliged.
*********
After a somewhat enjoyable train ride, Hermione, Ron, and Harry got off the train and bounded into the carriages. However, this year all three of them could see the thestrals, for reason nobody wanted to discuss at the moment.
" I hope there is no long speech this year, I'm starve!" exclaimed Ron.
"What else is new?" chorused Hermione and Harry together, as Ron gave them a dirty look.
Once the trio settled at their table, along with the other students. Dumbledore gave his speech. Basically it was about the forbidden forest being off limits, the new banned items on Filch's list, and also announced again that Voldemort was back. Then McGonagall led in the new first years.
Ron and Harry began talking about the new upcoming quidditch season, now that Harry could play again. When a name rang out that cause Harry to drop his chicken leg.
"Evans, Mark" called Professor McGonagall.
He all this is my first attempt. Please review. If anyone is interested in co-authoring with me let me know. Please offer suggestions for a title, I have no ideas, and story ideas would be helpful too.
CH 1
So another summer at the Dursley's had just about ended. Thankfully, Harry had not received much more than sore muscles with the threat the Order gave his family. He was mostly ignored, and given more than his share of chores, but aleast they left him alone. Dudley was still into boxing, and bullying kids in the neighborhood. He had managed to gain 25 pounds since summer had ended though, so if the kids were fast they could out run him.
Dudley particular favorite to terrorize was a little boy named Mark. Harry didn't know why Dudley favored him, probably cause he was so small. Maybe ten or eleven at the most. Mark lived a few streets over, and was new to the neighborhood. Harry's Aunt Petunia was very interested in meeting that family, they were probably to far away to spy on.
So on this eve, late in August, Harry was checking his packing job and preparing to leave for Kings Cross in two days time. He did not want to forget anything. He had carefully placed his captain's badge in his trunk, wrapped in the mismatch quidditch socks that Dobby had given him for Christmas a few years ago.
Hermione and Ron were once again at Grimmauld place, however this time they were passing information on a regular basis, and Dumbledore had even kept him somewhat informed, saying that it was unsafe for him to come there this summer but that if that fact changed he would be the first to know. This summer had been a little better, and atleast he wasn't in the dark.
He grabbed a chocolate frog that Ron had given him for his birthday, and began to munch on it. For some silly reason his aunt had begun experimenting with tofu, and as of yet had not come up with a decent product. He grabbed the book that Hermione had given him for his birthday, how typical huh? It was actually pretty interesting, A Novice's Guide to Becoming an Auror. She always new him so well. Satisfied that he had packed everything other that the clothes he was wearing, he settled down in his so called, worn-out, bed to get some sleep.
He woke to his Aunt Petunia yelling to get down and help with breakfast. He got up and got dressed, and headed down stairs. He began to cook the bacon and eggs, and started the toast and coffee. His uncle came down shortly thereafter and sat down to his coffee and morning paper. Then finally his cousin came pouncing down the stairs as Harry was serving up breakfast. Dudley had some bruises and scrapes on his knees and hands. His mother, with that ever watchful eye of hers, quickly noticed and questioned him.
" That new boy Mark tied my shoes together while Peirs and I were sitting at the park, trying to get our summer homework done." Said Dudley, ever so innocently.
"Well its easy to tell he is a good-or-nothing, who can't control his rage." Said Vernon.
Harry laughed silently inward, he could probably guess that Dudley and his friend were doing anything but studying. They were no doubtedly picking on the poor boy once again. Harry wished he could remember Mark's last name, that way he could go over and thank him.
"I think I heard someone say he went to St. Brutus's Insitute for the Incurably Criminal Boys" Dudley went on.
Harry assumed Dudley was making this up so as to make himself look better. Both his parents told him to stay away from the boy, and do his school work at home from now on.
While Harry had they chance, he asked " Could you drop me off in London?" seeing his uncle begin to turn purple, he added "I'd hate for the Order to get worried, nobody knows what they'd do." And his uncle quickly abliged.
*********
After a somewhat enjoyable train ride, Hermione, Ron, and Harry got off the train and bounded into the carriages. However, this year all three of them could see the thestrals, for reason nobody wanted to discuss at the moment.
" I hope there is no long speech this year, I'm starve!" exclaimed Ron.
"What else is new?" chorused Hermione and Harry together, as Ron gave them a dirty look.
Once the trio settled at their table, along with the other students. Dumbledore gave his speech. Basically it was about the forbidden forest being off limits, the new banned items on Filch's list, and also announced again that Voldemort was back. Then McGonagall led in the new first years.
Ron and Harry began talking about the new upcoming quidditch season, now that Harry could play again. When a name rang out that cause Harry to drop his chicken leg.
"Evans, Mark" called Professor McGonagall.