Disclaimer: I do Not Own Harry Potter. None of the
Characters. Except for mine. If I did I would be living
dreamy with lots of money.... Luckily We Get to Thank
J.K. Rowling For her Genious for coming up with these.. LOVELY stories.
Author's Note: PLEASEEEEE excuse my grammar. I know it is the most horrible thing you've probly ever seen. I am only going to do one chapter. If I recieve enough reviews wanting to read more than Ill continue on. Well If not, then Ill try something different. Or If Everyone just flats out hates it, then I won't try it again. ORR, IF you people like it and want some changes that you think would make this story better, I'll be more than happy to make those changes (unless they conflict with some original thought) SO NO WORRIES : p. This story will start out with Kyle's perspective, and a little of Ginny's. Then as their relationship grows Then it'll enter both of their perspective. Welp, here I go!
Chapter One:
A boy with reddish brown hair stood in a round office. He is covered head to toe with freckles, he is slim, with slight muscle tone. He has muggle clothing on, blue jeans and a pitch-black shirt on. He has a face showing no emotion, a face that he always wore. He always kept his emotions in-check, never allowing a smile or a frown come across his features.
An old man with a long flowing beard was looking at this new arrival from America. For once in his long life he was stumped. The boy, had come very unexpectingly and to make matters all the more.. odd.. the sorting hat couldn't find a house to put him in. He excelled in every house's most prized traits. Dumbledore looked at Kyle, seeing the emotionless look as he looked at him. Yet there was something that gave away that emotionless face. His eyes -- which were hazel in color.. they held a deep look of sadness.
After the long silence, Dumbledore broke it, "Well Kyle, it seems we have a problem. The Sorting hat couldnt place you in any of the houses. So I suppose I will leave the choice up to you.. I trust that you know what each house represents?" Kyle stiffined when he was being talked to. "Yes, sir I do. I Suppose I shall enter Gryffindor." Dumbledore smiled a little smile. "Very Well, Mrs. McGonagall will be up here shortly. I also trust that you have robes for this year?"
"Yes, of course sir" Dumbledores's smile grew a bit more. An Owl had previously come moments before Kyle had entered the room. Seemingly it was from his father.
Dear,
Professor Dumbledore
I Realize of how much it is a inconvience to suddenly barge a new student into your school. But giving the situation I must enforce that this is for his safety. I have heard of your great power, and of your great kindess so I emplore you to please accept my son in your school. I have been marked for death by the Death Strikers. (Similar to Death Eaters) I Wish for my son to live and not have to die at this early of an age. It is up till now that I have forgotten my duties as a father. I will though make the right choice to send him to be protected, under your eyes. I have already reserved a place for my son to live at. He will do fine alone. I am sorry with all of my heart that I wasn't there for him. I just wish now he will have chance at life. The situation with my son is the same as a boy called 'Harry Potter'. Except for the fact that this... I dare call man, only wants to kill my son to finish off our family name. I know this is a lot to ask from you... I have one thing else to ask from you. If a man called Gerald Rumos were to be seen or heard of. That is the man after my son. So, I will kindly ask of you to make sure that my son isn't found by him. Thank you so very much Dumbledore.
Sincerely,
Michael Rumming
Shortly, Professor McGonagall came up and took Kyle to the Gryffindor, handed him a schedule saying that, "Now seeing how you've arrived so late, you will be excused from classes for today. Tommorow you will be expected to participate in classes. The boys dormitories are on your left up the stair case". After surveying the common room he answered her promplty, "yes ma'm. Thank you ma'm". She nodded and left the common room. Kyle sighed a deep sigh, and went to his dorm and laid down on the bed, losing himself in thought.
After two hours of sleep, he woke up himself up for dinner. Getting up, and putting on the robes that were on the end of his bed, he went down to the Great Hall. Lots of people were already eating, and some people were still sitting down. He scanned for a spot to sit at. Spotting a vacant seat right next to a red hairred girl, a boy with black hair, a girl with bushy brown hair, and another boy with red hair. Walking up to the spot, he asked the red haired girl if the spot was taken or not. She looked at him and replied, "Nope, no one is sitting there..... Are you new to Hogwarts?" He sat down next to her and answered her question, "Thank you, yes I am new here. My name is Kyle Rumming, it is a pleasure to meet you.You are?" 'Wow... she's really cute... and I have the honor of talking to her... please let me become friends with her... ' Ginny had a small blush creep along her face as she thought of the same thing. "Ginny Weasly. A pleasure to meet you too, when did you arrive to Hogwarts?" Kyle finished chewing the piece of meat he was eating and started to answer her, "I arrived earlier today, I came from America. My father and mother had sent me here." Getting rid of all those feelings of hate to his parents for sending him here. He started to feel gratitude. If it weren't for them, he wouldn't have met this... lovely woman sitting next to him. For once in a long time, he let a small smile escape his usual emotionless face. Ginny thought about saying, 'I'm glad that they did send you' But decided against it. She didn't want to embarrass herself. So she just prompted with, "Oh, How long are you going to be here?"
He had been thinking about that same question. Earlier he settled on the fact that he'll go back as soon as that Dark Wizard was caught or killed. But now..... now that he met her, he wasn't exactly for sure that he wanted to leave right away. Or, as he started to feel deep in his heart, he didn't want to leave at all. "Well, earlier I had wanted to get back home as soon as possible... but now I've found... new reasons to call here my home.. " He looked away as a blush crept along his face. He hand't meant to say that.
Harry had finally got done talking to Ron about Quidditch practice later on, and saw the new boy who was talking to Ginny. Curiosity getting the better of him, "Hey Ginny, who's your friend?" Both Ginny and the boy looked at him. The boy's eyes darted over to Harry's scar. Ginny answered Harry's question, "Oh! Harry this Kyle Rumming. Kyle, this is Harry Potter" For once Ginny had totally forgotten about Harry. Both boys stuck their hands out and shook. Hermoine was thinking hard. She knew she heard that name before, yet she couldn't remember where. After several minutes of thinking, she burst out, "Kyle Rumming?? You mean you're the Kyle Rumming? The one who took on ten Death Strikers -- stunned them on, and was marked by Gerald Rumos, the most feared Dark wizard in America?!" Kyle looked stunned for a minute or two. Ginny and Harry looked at Kyle at the same time 'How had she found out... ?' "Yes, I am that Kyle Rumming.. How did you find out about me?" Hermoine continued, "My father had brought home a book when he traveled to America. It had some information about you... Basically your situation is a lot like Harry's..."
Everyone looked at Harry then at Kyle. Kyle was still in slight shock, when his father sent him here he was sure no one would know a single thing about him. He was hoping no one would know anything about him. He didn't want anyone to regard him differently because of his past and because a psycho wizard is after him. He dared to glance at Ginny, he was expecting her to be looking at him with a look of pity or a look of disgust. Instead she still had that look on her face, when he first talked to her. He was glad of this, the first person he started to feel this way toward wasn't regarding him with disgust when she learned of his past. Of course theres more to what that Hermoine had said, but she basically got it right. Everyone had gone back to eating, which Kyle was very thankful for. A single owl came and dropped a letter right next to Kyle, and flew off. The letter had his name on it. Kyle stared at the letter, already knowing what it would be. His father and mother both told him that the only owl he'll recieve from them is if they were killed and Gerald was coming to England. Ginny looked at the letter and then looked back at Kyle, a look of deep worry and recognition etched into his face. Hermoine had gone back to reading, Ron and Harry had got into another conversation. Ginny was the only one who noticed the letter
Kyle reached for the letter and opend it up.
Dear,
Kyle
As discussed before you left, the only owl that you will recieve is if the worst news of all happend. I am sorry to say, that this has happend. Me and your mothr are dead. Gerald is coming or is already at England. Son, I am so extermly sorry that I wasn't more of a father to you. Your mother is sorry for not being there for you as much as she wished she could. Remember son, stay on your toes. Keep in mind all of those spells you were taught. Try to become friends with a Harry Potter. He is in the same boat as you. No doubt Gerald will try to ally with Voldemort. You two can help eatchother out.
Love,
Micahel & Sarah Rumming
Kyle re-read the letter a couple times, then uttered one word under his breathe, "... Shit".
Authors Note: WELL there you have it. I know it's not much right now, but it gets better. PLEASE READ AND REVIEW!!!!
Characters. Except for mine. If I did I would be living
dreamy with lots of money.... Luckily We Get to Thank
J.K. Rowling For her Genious for coming up with these.. LOVELY stories.
Author's Note: PLEASEEEEE excuse my grammar. I know it is the most horrible thing you've probly ever seen. I am only going to do one chapter. If I recieve enough reviews wanting to read more than Ill continue on. Well If not, then Ill try something different. Or If Everyone just flats out hates it, then I won't try it again. ORR, IF you people like it and want some changes that you think would make this story better, I'll be more than happy to make those changes (unless they conflict with some original thought) SO NO WORRIES : p. This story will start out with Kyle's perspective, and a little of Ginny's. Then as their relationship grows Then it'll enter both of their perspective. Welp, here I go!
Chapter One:
A boy with reddish brown hair stood in a round office. He is covered head to toe with freckles, he is slim, with slight muscle tone. He has muggle clothing on, blue jeans and a pitch-black shirt on. He has a face showing no emotion, a face that he always wore. He always kept his emotions in-check, never allowing a smile or a frown come across his features.
An old man with a long flowing beard was looking at this new arrival from America. For once in his long life he was stumped. The boy, had come very unexpectingly and to make matters all the more.. odd.. the sorting hat couldn't find a house to put him in. He excelled in every house's most prized traits. Dumbledore looked at Kyle, seeing the emotionless look as he looked at him. Yet there was something that gave away that emotionless face. His eyes -- which were hazel in color.. they held a deep look of sadness.
After the long silence, Dumbledore broke it, "Well Kyle, it seems we have a problem. The Sorting hat couldnt place you in any of the houses. So I suppose I will leave the choice up to you.. I trust that you know what each house represents?" Kyle stiffined when he was being talked to. "Yes, sir I do. I Suppose I shall enter Gryffindor." Dumbledore smiled a little smile. "Very Well, Mrs. McGonagall will be up here shortly. I also trust that you have robes for this year?"
"Yes, of course sir" Dumbledores's smile grew a bit more. An Owl had previously come moments before Kyle had entered the room. Seemingly it was from his father.
Dear,
Professor Dumbledore
I Realize of how much it is a inconvience to suddenly barge a new student into your school. But giving the situation I must enforce that this is for his safety. I have heard of your great power, and of your great kindess so I emplore you to please accept my son in your school. I have been marked for death by the Death Strikers. (Similar to Death Eaters) I Wish for my son to live and not have to die at this early of an age. It is up till now that I have forgotten my duties as a father. I will though make the right choice to send him to be protected, under your eyes. I have already reserved a place for my son to live at. He will do fine alone. I am sorry with all of my heart that I wasn't there for him. I just wish now he will have chance at life. The situation with my son is the same as a boy called 'Harry Potter'. Except for the fact that this... I dare call man, only wants to kill my son to finish off our family name. I know this is a lot to ask from you... I have one thing else to ask from you. If a man called Gerald Rumos were to be seen or heard of. That is the man after my son. So, I will kindly ask of you to make sure that my son isn't found by him. Thank you so very much Dumbledore.
Sincerely,
Michael Rumming
Shortly, Professor McGonagall came up and took Kyle to the Gryffindor, handed him a schedule saying that, "Now seeing how you've arrived so late, you will be excused from classes for today. Tommorow you will be expected to participate in classes. The boys dormitories are on your left up the stair case". After surveying the common room he answered her promplty, "yes ma'm. Thank you ma'm". She nodded and left the common room. Kyle sighed a deep sigh, and went to his dorm and laid down on the bed, losing himself in thought.
After two hours of sleep, he woke up himself up for dinner. Getting up, and putting on the robes that were on the end of his bed, he went down to the Great Hall. Lots of people were already eating, and some people were still sitting down. He scanned for a spot to sit at. Spotting a vacant seat right next to a red hairred girl, a boy with black hair, a girl with bushy brown hair, and another boy with red hair. Walking up to the spot, he asked the red haired girl if the spot was taken or not. She looked at him and replied, "Nope, no one is sitting there..... Are you new to Hogwarts?" He sat down next to her and answered her question, "Thank you, yes I am new here. My name is Kyle Rumming, it is a pleasure to meet you.You are?" 'Wow... she's really cute... and I have the honor of talking to her... please let me become friends with her... ' Ginny had a small blush creep along her face as she thought of the same thing. "Ginny Weasly. A pleasure to meet you too, when did you arrive to Hogwarts?" Kyle finished chewing the piece of meat he was eating and started to answer her, "I arrived earlier today, I came from America. My father and mother had sent me here." Getting rid of all those feelings of hate to his parents for sending him here. He started to feel gratitude. If it weren't for them, he wouldn't have met this... lovely woman sitting next to him. For once in a long time, he let a small smile escape his usual emotionless face. Ginny thought about saying, 'I'm glad that they did send you' But decided against it. She didn't want to embarrass herself. So she just prompted with, "Oh, How long are you going to be here?"
He had been thinking about that same question. Earlier he settled on the fact that he'll go back as soon as that Dark Wizard was caught or killed. But now..... now that he met her, he wasn't exactly for sure that he wanted to leave right away. Or, as he started to feel deep in his heart, he didn't want to leave at all. "Well, earlier I had wanted to get back home as soon as possible... but now I've found... new reasons to call here my home.. " He looked away as a blush crept along his face. He hand't meant to say that.
Harry had finally got done talking to Ron about Quidditch practice later on, and saw the new boy who was talking to Ginny. Curiosity getting the better of him, "Hey Ginny, who's your friend?" Both Ginny and the boy looked at him. The boy's eyes darted over to Harry's scar. Ginny answered Harry's question, "Oh! Harry this Kyle Rumming. Kyle, this is Harry Potter" For once Ginny had totally forgotten about Harry. Both boys stuck their hands out and shook. Hermoine was thinking hard. She knew she heard that name before, yet she couldn't remember where. After several minutes of thinking, she burst out, "Kyle Rumming?? You mean you're the Kyle Rumming? The one who took on ten Death Strikers -- stunned them on, and was marked by Gerald Rumos, the most feared Dark wizard in America?!" Kyle looked stunned for a minute or two. Ginny and Harry looked at Kyle at the same time 'How had she found out... ?' "Yes, I am that Kyle Rumming.. How did you find out about me?" Hermoine continued, "My father had brought home a book when he traveled to America. It had some information about you... Basically your situation is a lot like Harry's..."
Everyone looked at Harry then at Kyle. Kyle was still in slight shock, when his father sent him here he was sure no one would know a single thing about him. He was hoping no one would know anything about him. He didn't want anyone to regard him differently because of his past and because a psycho wizard is after him. He dared to glance at Ginny, he was expecting her to be looking at him with a look of pity or a look of disgust. Instead she still had that look on her face, when he first talked to her. He was glad of this, the first person he started to feel this way toward wasn't regarding him with disgust when she learned of his past. Of course theres more to what that Hermoine had said, but she basically got it right. Everyone had gone back to eating, which Kyle was very thankful for. A single owl came and dropped a letter right next to Kyle, and flew off. The letter had his name on it. Kyle stared at the letter, already knowing what it would be. His father and mother both told him that the only owl he'll recieve from them is if they were killed and Gerald was coming to England. Ginny looked at the letter and then looked back at Kyle, a look of deep worry and recognition etched into his face. Hermoine had gone back to reading, Ron and Harry had got into another conversation. Ginny was the only one who noticed the letter
Kyle reached for the letter and opend it up.
Dear,
Kyle
As discussed before you left, the only owl that you will recieve is if the worst news of all happend. I am sorry to say, that this has happend. Me and your mothr are dead. Gerald is coming or is already at England. Son, I am so extermly sorry that I wasn't more of a father to you. Your mother is sorry for not being there for you as much as she wished she could. Remember son, stay on your toes. Keep in mind all of those spells you were taught. Try to become friends with a Harry Potter. He is in the same boat as you. No doubt Gerald will try to ally with Voldemort. You two can help eatchother out.
Love,
Micahel & Sarah Rumming
Kyle re-read the letter a couple times, then uttered one word under his breathe, "... Shit".
Authors Note: WELL there you have it. I know it's not much right now, but it gets better. PLEASE READ AND REVIEW!!!!
