A/N: Okay, here's another fanfic story for ya! It's called Azkaban Kisses
and I hope you'll like it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Full Summery: During the summer after Harry Potter's fifth year, Albus Dumbledore gets murdered. The ministry investigates and finds three clues leading up to the same suspect: Harry Potter. Harry gets sent to Azkaban, where he awaits the dreadful Dementor's Kiss. Is he innocent? Or did he really kill the headmaster of Hogwarts? (FYI, this is an AU since it takes place in Harry's fifth year)
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or anything that has to do with it; J.K. Rowling does! I only own the plot!!! If I owned anything else, you would see this story, along with all my other fanfics in your local bookstore. And I doubt you'll find anything that says "Harry Potter" except the books by J.K. Rowling.
A/N: FYI, I really appreciate all reviews. I'll make you a deal: if you review my story, I'll review atleast one of yours!!!! Thanks in advance!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Crack!
A faint scream could be heard among hundreds of footsteps and the cracking of wood.
Swoosh!
A sound like the swooshing of cloth could be heard along with the movement of trees; swaying in the wind.
"Help!"
A louder scream could be heard, this time along with more footsteps and more cracking.
Cackle!
Somebody laughed an evil cackle, like the last obstacle to greatness was finished.
Pop!
A handful of faint, popping noises could be heard.
Silence
All was silent; not one single sound could be heard.
***
14-year-old Harry Potter sat on the edge of his bed; patiently waiting for the arrival of his fifteenth birthday, which he was sure would bring Hedwig with birthday messages and gifts.
"Two minutes to go," Harry whispered to himself. He usually didn't look forward to his birthdays, since none of them had usually been pleasant. But now that he had friends that had given him birthday presents for the past two years, he at least had something to look forward to.
As midnight approached, he smiled when he saw Hedwig soar through the open window. His smile, though, immediately turned into a frown when he saw Hedwig collapse on his desk.
"What's wrong?" Harry asked as he walked over to her. He gasped when he saw her left wing twisted at an odd angle and blood gushing out of a small hole. Harry quickly ran to his trunk to get some cloth, and wrapped her wing securely in it.
"Who did this to you?" Harry asked; knowing he wouldn't get a reply.
Hedwig, though, hooted and turned her head towards some letters scattered on Harry's desk. Harry noticed right sway that the letters she was pointed to had come earlier in the summer from his two best friends, Ron Weasely and Hermione Granger.
"What?!" Harry asked, surprised. "Ron and Hermione would never do that, would they?"
Hedwig slowly nodded.
"No, what happened?" Harry asked, confused. "Why would they do that?"
Hedwig seemed to shrug.
"Well, I guess I should get some sleep, then. With that, Harry lay back on his bed, and slowly fell asleep.
***
Summer was finally over. Harry stood before Platform 9 ¾ . Harry had not gotten any other letters since before his birthday. He had sent letters to his friends, of course, but every time Hedwig came back with his letters still tied to her leg. Also, Hedwig was now covered in wounds; she would probably never fully recover.
Well, now was his chance to see his friends again and see what was going on. So, Harry pushed through the barrier between platforms nine and ten and pushed him and his cart with his trunk and Hedwig through. When he spotter the Hogwarts Express, he ran to it.
After about three minutes, he found the compartment with Ron and Hermione inside. He also noticed that Ron's little sister, Ginny, and Harry's classmate, Neville Longbottem were with them.
Harry carefully slid the compartment door open and walked in.
"Hello," Harry said quietly as he looked up. With a gasp, he noticed that all of the occupants of the compartment were standing up with their wands out and pointing at him.
"Get out of here, now!" Hermione hissed.
"Why?" Harry asked confused.
"Because we don't want to ride to school with a murderer," Ginny said dangerously.
"What are you talking about," Harry asked.
"You know," Ron snarled.
"How could you?" Hermione cried. "We trusted you!"
"What?"
"If you have such a bad memory, then read this!" Neville thrust a copy of the Daily Prophet in Harry's face.
Harry looked down at the front page of the wizard newspaper and gasped.
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A/N: Okay, here's the first chapter!!!!!! Hope ya like it a lot!!!! Please review!!! I'll try to update ASAP, like always!!!!! :)
Full Summery: During the summer after Harry Potter's fifth year, Albus Dumbledore gets murdered. The ministry investigates and finds three clues leading up to the same suspect: Harry Potter. Harry gets sent to Azkaban, where he awaits the dreadful Dementor's Kiss. Is he innocent? Or did he really kill the headmaster of Hogwarts? (FYI, this is an AU since it takes place in Harry's fifth year)
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or anything that has to do with it; J.K. Rowling does! I only own the plot!!! If I owned anything else, you would see this story, along with all my other fanfics in your local bookstore. And I doubt you'll find anything that says "Harry Potter" except the books by J.K. Rowling.
A/N: FYI, I really appreciate all reviews. I'll make you a deal: if you review my story, I'll review atleast one of yours!!!! Thanks in advance!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
***
Crack!
A faint scream could be heard among hundreds of footsteps and the cracking of wood.
Swoosh!
A sound like the swooshing of cloth could be heard along with the movement of trees; swaying in the wind.
"Help!"
A louder scream could be heard, this time along with more footsteps and more cracking.
Cackle!
Somebody laughed an evil cackle, like the last obstacle to greatness was finished.
Pop!
A handful of faint, popping noises could be heard.
Silence
All was silent; not one single sound could be heard.
***
14-year-old Harry Potter sat on the edge of his bed; patiently waiting for the arrival of his fifteenth birthday, which he was sure would bring Hedwig with birthday messages and gifts.
"Two minutes to go," Harry whispered to himself. He usually didn't look forward to his birthdays, since none of them had usually been pleasant. But now that he had friends that had given him birthday presents for the past two years, he at least had something to look forward to.
As midnight approached, he smiled when he saw Hedwig soar through the open window. His smile, though, immediately turned into a frown when he saw Hedwig collapse on his desk.
"What's wrong?" Harry asked as he walked over to her. He gasped when he saw her left wing twisted at an odd angle and blood gushing out of a small hole. Harry quickly ran to his trunk to get some cloth, and wrapped her wing securely in it.
"Who did this to you?" Harry asked; knowing he wouldn't get a reply.
Hedwig, though, hooted and turned her head towards some letters scattered on Harry's desk. Harry noticed right sway that the letters she was pointed to had come earlier in the summer from his two best friends, Ron Weasely and Hermione Granger.
"What?!" Harry asked, surprised. "Ron and Hermione would never do that, would they?"
Hedwig slowly nodded.
"No, what happened?" Harry asked, confused. "Why would they do that?"
Hedwig seemed to shrug.
"Well, I guess I should get some sleep, then. With that, Harry lay back on his bed, and slowly fell asleep.
***
Summer was finally over. Harry stood before Platform 9 ¾ . Harry had not gotten any other letters since before his birthday. He had sent letters to his friends, of course, but every time Hedwig came back with his letters still tied to her leg. Also, Hedwig was now covered in wounds; she would probably never fully recover.
Well, now was his chance to see his friends again and see what was going on. So, Harry pushed through the barrier between platforms nine and ten and pushed him and his cart with his trunk and Hedwig through. When he spotter the Hogwarts Express, he ran to it.
After about three minutes, he found the compartment with Ron and Hermione inside. He also noticed that Ron's little sister, Ginny, and Harry's classmate, Neville Longbottem were with them.
Harry carefully slid the compartment door open and walked in.
"Hello," Harry said quietly as he looked up. With a gasp, he noticed that all of the occupants of the compartment were standing up with their wands out and pointing at him.
"Get out of here, now!" Hermione hissed.
"Why?" Harry asked confused.
"Because we don't want to ride to school with a murderer," Ginny said dangerously.
"What are you talking about," Harry asked.
"You know," Ron snarled.
"How could you?" Hermione cried. "We trusted you!"
"What?"
"If you have such a bad memory, then read this!" Neville thrust a copy of the Daily Prophet in Harry's face.
Harry looked down at the front page of the wizard newspaper and gasped.
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A/N: Okay, here's the first chapter!!!!!! Hope ya like it a lot!!!! Please review!!! I'll try to update ASAP, like always!!!!! :)