A/N: This is my second ever fanfic, I hope to be updating this story regularly and improving as the story goes along. My first fanfic was a songfic called I can't fight this feeling and is posted on Fanfiction.net
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Harry Potter and the Wizard War
Chapter One: Owl Results and a Memory
As the sun fell low over the horizon casting a deep glow over the end of another hot summers day, a black-haired, emerald eyed teenage boy could be found lounging on a deck chair at the edge of a newly constructed pool in the backyard of number four, Privet Drive. The boy arose to dive into the pool, but stopped short and looked back towards the house as the sound of the kitchen door swinging grabbed his attention. A middle aged woman with a long neck strode away from the house and politely called "Harry, go have a shower and get changed your uncle will be home soon".
"Yes, Aunt Petunia" Harry replied. Quickly grabbing his towel off the deck chair, Harry scurried back into the house, up the stairs and set the taps for a steaming hot shower. After enjoying the quick shower Harry quickly dried himself off, threw on some of his cousin, Dudley's, old clothes and dashed into his room just as his Uncle Vernon and Dudley stepped out of his Uncle's new, red, MX5. Hanging his swimming trunks over the back of his desk chair to dry Harry lay down on his bed to wait for the inevitable yell from his uncle ordering him do to some other task for the large, balding man. "I wonder when I'll finally receive my OWL results" was Harry's last thought before his uncle, in a deep, irritated voice bellowed "Boy, get down here and fix dinner, NOW!"
"Coming" Harry shouted back as he climbed off his bed and trudged down the stairs and into the kitchen. Grabbing the ingredients for the night's meal from the fridge and cupboard Harry set about preparing dinner. "How was your first day of work with your father dudikins?" Harry's aunt asked her son.
"Boring" Dudley answered, receiving a glare from his father, "I need more food for lunch though, mum", at this Harry snorted after having to be the one packing Dudley his already enormous lunch.
"Of course Dudy dearest" cooed Aunt Petunia, ignoring Harry's reaction. The instant all the Dursleys had eaten and the dishwasher was loaded, Harry bolted to the sanctuary of his bedroom. Just as Harry passed through the doorway, a large barn owl dropped an important looking envelope, which Harry suspected was from Hogwarts, on Harry's bed before turning about and disappearing off into the dark night. On closer inspection of the letter, Harry found it was indeed a letter from Hogwarts and that it was larger than the normal one he received. For the next few minutes Harry paced his room trying to calm his nerves. Finally Harry sat on the edge of his bed and carefully opened the envelope, pulled out the first piece of parchment and read:
HOGWARTS SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock,
Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)
OWL RESULTS of Harry James Potter
(Outstanding: 4, Above Average: 3, Pass: 2, Fail: 1, Dismal: 0)
Defence Against the Dark Arts: 4
Charms: 4
Transfiguration: 4
Care of Magical Creatures: 4
Potions: 3
Herbology: 3
Divination: 2
History of Magic: 2
Total Number of Owls: 26
After reading his results a large smile crept upon Harry's face and he ran to his desk and yanked three pieces of parchment along with his quill and ink out from its drawer. He first wrote a letter to Hermione, which read:
Dear Hermione,
I just received my owl results, I ended up with 26 owls. How many did you receive? All 32 I bet. I know your not supposed to tell me anything, but is there anything at all you can tell me about what is happening, or how about when I'll be getting out of this place. Though its not as bad here as normal as Dudley is working for Uncle Vernon and when they're out Aunt Petunia is actually reasonably nice to me now. Anyway how are your holidays going? Hope you're alright. See you as soon is I can.
Harry
Pulling across another piece of parchment Harry began his second letter writing:
Dear Ron,
I've got my owl results, I got 26, I even got 3 from Snape. How many did you end up with? Hermione will have got all 32 don't you think? Hows WWW going? How are your holidays? Mine are going better than usual as Aunt Petunia is being nice to me some of the time. Is there anything you can tell me about the Order? See you as soon as I can.
Harry
Beginning his third letter Harry started off by writing:
Dear Sirius,
Then suddenly tears started welling up in Harry's eyes and quickly handing the other two letters to Hedwig, Harry jumped onto his bed and buried his face into his pillow. As Hedwig took flight with the two letters in his beak Harry's tears began falling freely as the memories of the last year flooded his mind. One-hour later Harry's racking sobs could no longer be heard as he had finally cried himself to sleep.