Chapter 1: A Long and Lonely Summer
The town of Little Whinging was silent as the night wore on. Everybody was asleep in their beds having peaceful dreams that didn't contain evil things. But in the house of Number 4, Privet Drive there was a 16 year old boy who wasn't sleeping peacefully at all.
"Sirius," he muttered in his sleep and with a start Harry Potter woke up, rubbing his lightning bolt scar. Still rubbing his forehead, Harry stared at his alarm clock. It read 2:35 am. Harry tried to get back to sleep but found that he could not. So he got up, put on his glasses, and went over to his mirror and examined himself. He had wild black hair that stuck up in the back, vivid green eyes that stared back at him through rounded glasses, and a thin lightning bolt scar on his forehead. He had grown a few inches over the summer and was starting to fit into the clothes that Dudley had given him a long time ago. His appearance didn't make him seem different but he was, for Harry Potter was a wizard. Harry ran his finger down his scar and tried not to remember his dream. But even as he tried to shut it out of his mind the vision flashed in front of his eyes. Sirius fighting with Bellatrix...Sirius falling through a black veil...Harry yelling Sirius' name. Stop thinking about it, Harry thought in his head. Harry went over and sat on his bed. He stared at the birthday cards his friends Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger had sent him. If Sirius had not of been dead, Harry would have gotten one from him. He put his head into his hands and just sat there and mulled over the memories from June. Even though everybody had told him that Sirius' death was not his fault, he couldn't help but think that it was. For he Harry had been the one who had brought Sirius to the Department of Mysteries and to his death...
The next thing Harry knew was that he was being awakened by a tapping sound against his window. Harry quickly got up and opened the window hoping that the Dursley's were still sound asleep. The owl let go of a newspaper in its beak and waited for Harry to put the golden Knut into the leather pouch attached to its leg. As the owl flew off Harry grabbed the newspaper and flung himself onto the bed and began to read the paper. The headline read Mysterious Disappearing Links to He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named the story stated that many ministry officials had disappeared yesterday night. I wonder who they were Harry thought. The story had not said any names. Harry threw the paper onto the floor. How were people supposed to know who to look for if they didn't know who had disappeared. Thinking it over Harry picked the paper back up and read the other articles.
Harry's summer was very uneventful. Dumbledore had insisted on keeping Harry at Privet Drive all summer. He had told Harry not to worry about his new school things for they were going to be at Hogwarts when he arrived there on September 1. The one thing that Harry was both dreading and looking forward to were his O.W.L. results. They came on a hot and arid day in August. Harry opened the letter with trembling hands and unfolded the piece of parchment.
Dear Mr. Potter,
This letter contains your OWL results and your classes that you
will be taking this school year. The school train will leave at
11:00am on September 1. I hope that you will enjoy the remainder of
the holiday.
Sincerely,
Professor M. McGonagall
OWL Results for Mr. Harry James Potter
Astronomy: Acceptable
Care of the Magical Creatures: Outstanding
Charms: Exceeds Expectations
Divination: Poor
Defense Against the Dark Arts: Outstanding
Herbology: Exceeds Expectations
History of Magic: Poor
Potions: Outstanding
Transfiguration: Outstanding
Number of OWLS: 10
Courses: N.E.W.T. Care of the Magical Creatures N.E.W.T. Charms N.E.W.T. Defense Against the Dark Arts N.E.W.T. Herbology N.E.W.T. Potions N.E.W.T. Transfiguration
You will be allowed to drop all other subjects.
As Harry read he couldn't believe his eyes. 10 O.W.L.'s and he passed potions. He would be allowed to train as an auror!
Harry took the other contents out of the envelope. There was the usual letter that told you when the train would be leaving to Hogwarts and when term began, but there was also a small object wrapped in parchment. As Harry opened it he found another letter and a shiny gold badge with a lion on it.
"Wow!" Harry said as he held up the badge. It shone when the light from the window caught it. Harry opened the letter and read
Dear Mr. Potter,
As you know last year you were not selected to be a house prefect and that Ronald Weasley was chosen instead. Now I completely regret the giving of the badge to Mr. Weasley for he did not fulfill his duty as prefect. I am there for appointing you as the Gryffindor 6th year prefect.
Enjoy your remaining holiday,
Albus Dumbledore
P.S. Your life-ban on quidditch as been lifted and you will be taking Angelina Johnson's place as team captain, since she has graduated from Hogwarts. Good Luck!
It was all too much for Harry. He was going to be able to pursue the job of an auror, he was now a prefect, and he no longer was banned from quidditch and he was the captain of the team. He could not have asked for more on a sweltering warm day in Privet Drive.
The days of the fading summer went by like lightning striking an open field. Before Harry knew it was the night before he would be leaving for Hogwarts. The order had sent a notice telling Harry that they would pick him up at 8:00am the following morning. Harry was glad that they were taking him to King's Cross instead of the Dursley's, for they had been in a terrible mood with him since he first came back from Hogwarts at the beginning of the summer.
That night Harry lay in his bed for hours thinking about how nice it would be to go back to his real home away from the Dursley's and most importantly he would be with his friends.
End of chapter 1! How did you like it? Please read and review so I can get better at this. If you read and review I will try and RR your stories! Thank You!
The town of Little Whinging was silent as the night wore on. Everybody was asleep in their beds having peaceful dreams that didn't contain evil things. But in the house of Number 4, Privet Drive there was a 16 year old boy who wasn't sleeping peacefully at all.
"Sirius," he muttered in his sleep and with a start Harry Potter woke up, rubbing his lightning bolt scar. Still rubbing his forehead, Harry stared at his alarm clock. It read 2:35 am. Harry tried to get back to sleep but found that he could not. So he got up, put on his glasses, and went over to his mirror and examined himself. He had wild black hair that stuck up in the back, vivid green eyes that stared back at him through rounded glasses, and a thin lightning bolt scar on his forehead. He had grown a few inches over the summer and was starting to fit into the clothes that Dudley had given him a long time ago. His appearance didn't make him seem different but he was, for Harry Potter was a wizard. Harry ran his finger down his scar and tried not to remember his dream. But even as he tried to shut it out of his mind the vision flashed in front of his eyes. Sirius fighting with Bellatrix...Sirius falling through a black veil...Harry yelling Sirius' name. Stop thinking about it, Harry thought in his head. Harry went over and sat on his bed. He stared at the birthday cards his friends Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger had sent him. If Sirius had not of been dead, Harry would have gotten one from him. He put his head into his hands and just sat there and mulled over the memories from June. Even though everybody had told him that Sirius' death was not his fault, he couldn't help but think that it was. For he Harry had been the one who had brought Sirius to the Department of Mysteries and to his death...
The next thing Harry knew was that he was being awakened by a tapping sound against his window. Harry quickly got up and opened the window hoping that the Dursley's were still sound asleep. The owl let go of a newspaper in its beak and waited for Harry to put the golden Knut into the leather pouch attached to its leg. As the owl flew off Harry grabbed the newspaper and flung himself onto the bed and began to read the paper. The headline read Mysterious Disappearing Links to He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named the story stated that many ministry officials had disappeared yesterday night. I wonder who they were Harry thought. The story had not said any names. Harry threw the paper onto the floor. How were people supposed to know who to look for if they didn't know who had disappeared. Thinking it over Harry picked the paper back up and read the other articles.
Harry's summer was very uneventful. Dumbledore had insisted on keeping Harry at Privet Drive all summer. He had told Harry not to worry about his new school things for they were going to be at Hogwarts when he arrived there on September 1. The one thing that Harry was both dreading and looking forward to were his O.W.L. results. They came on a hot and arid day in August. Harry opened the letter with trembling hands and unfolded the piece of parchment.
Dear Mr. Potter,
This letter contains your OWL results and your classes that you
will be taking this school year. The school train will leave at
11:00am on September 1. I hope that you will enjoy the remainder of
the holiday.
Sincerely,
Professor M. McGonagall
OWL Results for Mr. Harry James Potter
Astronomy: Acceptable
Care of the Magical Creatures: Outstanding
Charms: Exceeds Expectations
Divination: Poor
Defense Against the Dark Arts: Outstanding
Herbology: Exceeds Expectations
History of Magic: Poor
Potions: Outstanding
Transfiguration: Outstanding
Number of OWLS: 10
Courses: N.E.W.T. Care of the Magical Creatures N.E.W.T. Charms N.E.W.T. Defense Against the Dark Arts N.E.W.T. Herbology N.E.W.T. Potions N.E.W.T. Transfiguration
You will be allowed to drop all other subjects.
As Harry read he couldn't believe his eyes. 10 O.W.L.'s and he passed potions. He would be allowed to train as an auror!
Harry took the other contents out of the envelope. There was the usual letter that told you when the train would be leaving to Hogwarts and when term began, but there was also a small object wrapped in parchment. As Harry opened it he found another letter and a shiny gold badge with a lion on it.
"Wow!" Harry said as he held up the badge. It shone when the light from the window caught it. Harry opened the letter and read
Dear Mr. Potter,
As you know last year you were not selected to be a house prefect and that Ronald Weasley was chosen instead. Now I completely regret the giving of the badge to Mr. Weasley for he did not fulfill his duty as prefect. I am there for appointing you as the Gryffindor 6th year prefect.
Enjoy your remaining holiday,
Albus Dumbledore
P.S. Your life-ban on quidditch as been lifted and you will be taking Angelina Johnson's place as team captain, since she has graduated from Hogwarts. Good Luck!
It was all too much for Harry. He was going to be able to pursue the job of an auror, he was now a prefect, and he no longer was banned from quidditch and he was the captain of the team. He could not have asked for more on a sweltering warm day in Privet Drive.
The days of the fading summer went by like lightning striking an open field. Before Harry knew it was the night before he would be leaving for Hogwarts. The order had sent a notice telling Harry that they would pick him up at 8:00am the following morning. Harry was glad that they were taking him to King's Cross instead of the Dursley's, for they had been in a terrible mood with him since he first came back from Hogwarts at the beginning of the summer.
That night Harry lay in his bed for hours thinking about how nice it would be to go back to his real home away from the Dursley's and most importantly he would be with his friends.
End of chapter 1! How did you like it? Please read and review so I can get better at this. If you read and review I will try and RR your stories! Thank You!