Chapter two: The Beginning.
Harry woke up the next day to see Hedwig in her cage asleep. He looked around and found the left over presents. He got his glasses and went over to them. He read silently.
To Harry,
From Hagrid.
Harry knew Hagrid very well. Hagrid had saved him from the Dark Lord when there. He opened the letter first. He knew something very strange was to be found in the box.
Dear Harry,
Hello there Harry. How are you? I'm sending The Weasleys after you today. Have a safe trip. Oh, and be very careful with the present. It could lead into trouble.
Hagrid.
Harry read over and over again till he understood it. He opened the box carefully and noticed, it was moving. It was a journal. It wasn't empty. It had letters in it. To him, to Harry. From his parents before they were killed. He read them. He heard a strange scratching noise on his closet door. He went to look. He saw Ron.
"Hello there Harry!" Ron said coughing.
"Ron, what are you doing here?" He asked.
"Portkey, came to pick you up!" He replied.
Harry and Ron got things together. Harry put the letters in his keep case, knowing they'd be safe. They hoped into the portkey and was off to the Burrow.
Mrs. Weasley was outside feeding the chickens. Harry found himself looking around like he's never been there before. Ron looked around to see if there were any traps, also noticing Dumbledores letter in the keep case.
"Harry, that letter is from Dumbledore." Ron told him.
"Yes, I know, I think it's my Hogwarts letter." He told him.
Mrs. Weasley came over.
"Come along Harry. Time to go." Mrs. Weasley said.
Harry woke up the next day to see Hedwig in her cage asleep. He looked around and found the left over presents. He got his glasses and went over to them. He read silently.
To Harry,
From Hagrid.
Harry knew Hagrid very well. Hagrid had saved him from the Dark Lord when there. He opened the letter first. He knew something very strange was to be found in the box.
Dear Harry,
Hello there Harry. How are you? I'm sending The Weasleys after you today. Have a safe trip. Oh, and be very careful with the present. It could lead into trouble.
Hagrid.
Harry read over and over again till he understood it. He opened the box carefully and noticed, it was moving. It was a journal. It wasn't empty. It had letters in it. To him, to Harry. From his parents before they were killed. He read them. He heard a strange scratching noise on his closet door. He went to look. He saw Ron.
"Hello there Harry!" Ron said coughing.
"Ron, what are you doing here?" He asked.
"Portkey, came to pick you up!" He replied.
Harry and Ron got things together. Harry put the letters in his keep case, knowing they'd be safe. They hoped into the portkey and was off to the Burrow.
Mrs. Weasley was outside feeding the chickens. Harry found himself looking around like he's never been there before. Ron looked around to see if there were any traps, also noticing Dumbledores letter in the keep case.
"Harry, that letter is from Dumbledore." Ron told him.
"Yes, I know, I think it's my Hogwarts letter." He told him.
Mrs. Weasley came over.
"Come along Harry. Time to go." Mrs. Weasley said.