HARRY POTTER AND THE UNITED HOUSES
BY: KEVIN RODRIGUEZ
RATING: PG-13 (Not really sure about the rating but just in case I will bring it up
a bit)
WARNING: Well sense the next book isn't estimated to come out till next
summer and that's being hopeful I figured well why not come up with my own
story. Now of course my story won't be close to anything J. K. Rowling
could come up with and nowhere near as good but I'll try my best. I am
actually checking out the rumors for the next book and using the ones that
make sense to me so I will have to warn you that while most things are my
inventions some things my actually be in the next book in some form or
another and of course if you haven't read the 5th book one what are
thinking go read it NOW but also I wouldn't read this because I will make
reference to it many times.
book of Harry Potter to come out. We went to see what they will do with
Lord Voldemort how the Harry will deal with Sirius'; death is he really
dead? Will Harry or Ron ever have a girlfriend? Who's going to be the new
Defense against the Dark Art's teacher and many more things? Also one more
thing is that unfortunately I am not the best at grammar and spelling I am
really quite horrible at it so I will try my best but I just ask that you
try to bare with me. Also please R&R I like that very much well that's it I
hope you enjoy.
SUMMARY: The sixth year of school is here and things are looking a
little easier for Harry. Everyone knows and believes him about Voldemort
and no one thinks he's crazy anymore plus aunt Petunia seems to finally be
taking a liking to him. Of course for Harry things are never easy he's
still dealing with the death of his godfather Sirius and now Lord Voldemort
isn't staying in the shadows anymore.
The Demeanors are freed and so are the rest of Voldemort's followers the
ministry of magic extremely mad with Fudge for his ignorance has kicked him
out of office and you wont believe whom they put in his place. His powers
seem to be increasing at an alarming rate and not only those he have
Quidditch but he has another thing to be in charge of in school. Don't
forget those O.W.L.S. what will Harry score and What N.E.W.T.S will he get?
DISCLAMER: I obviously don't own any of these characters they all belong
to J. K. Rowling and Warner brothers I believe.
CHAPTER ONE
THE PAST, PRESENT, AND FUTURE
It was a quiet night on Private Drive everyone was in bed enjoying a good
nights sleep except for one boy. He lay in his bed tossing and turning with
a face of horror "SIRIUS" the boy screamed disrupting the quiet on Private
Drive. For you see this was no ordinary dream or nightmare for this was no
ordinary boy this was HARRY POTTER!
He was a skinny, black-haired, teenager one who seemed to big for his bed
and room yet to small for his oversized clothes. Harry was as famous as
they came well at least in the wizardry world. For long ago there was a
terrible wizard Voldemort who threatened lives of all that was good until
he was stopped by a mere child. He Harry had become famous but with a great
cost his parents had died protecting him.
Dumbledore however a friend of his parents brought him to his aunts and
uncles for protection from the fame and from Voldemort's followers. His
aunt and uncle however detested magic and never gave him the light of day
somehow Harry had always felt he didn't belong there that he belonged
somewhere else and he couldn't have been more right.
Six years ago he meet one of his best friends in the world Hagrid. Hagrid
who Harry had learned was half-giant just two years ago came to get him
from the Dursleys he told Harry of Hogwarts a school for young wizards and
witches and how he was famous. Since he had gone to Hogwarts Harry had gone
through a lot a run in with Voldemort, another with his past self, he found
out who had really betrayed his parents while the one who was believed to
have performed the crime really was innocent. Then in his forth year he
witnessed Voldemort return to his full power and had barley escaped with
his life he also encountered him again last year and had escaped again but
this time Sirius was not so lucky. Finally last year the ministry of magic
had let the news out Voldemort had returned no doubt about it.
Harry had also learned why he, Harry was attacked by Voldemort why his
parents were killed. It was all because of a prophecy a prophecy predicting
Voldemort's downfall from a child born in the last day of July. Voldemort
hadn't gotten the whole prophecy whoever and because he acted rash he
transferred some of his powers to Harry and left himself almost completely
powerless.
The memory's of that night at the ministry still haunted Harry another
person he loved dearly was gone and they weren't coming back.
curtain and disappeared and he didn't return on the other side. He was gone
Sirius was gone and it was all his fault he knew it was.
He shouldn't had come here he thought he was saving Sirius but in fact he
wasn't he wasn't at all he lead to his death it was all his fault.
Suddenly however he wasn't in the ministry of magic anymore he was
somewhere he had never been before. The place was eerie and felt cold the
walls were all plain gray and it was just one huge room with about twenty
stories. There were what seemed to be like cages in the walls almost like a-
"Prison!" Harry could hear the water hitting rocks outside the thick walls
and when he turned around any doubt of where he was, was wiped from his
mind. In front of him where what most have been almost a hundred Dementors.
"Azkaban! But how can this be what is going on and why are they all crowded
around that door" said Harry?
He soon got his answer the door crashed to the floor and hooded men came
rushing into the Prison making all the cell mates slowly get off their beds
and look outside their door. The Dementors were about to attack when
another hooded figure approached and with an icy voice that sent chills up
your spine said, "stop!" Amazingly the Dementors did stop but Harry new why
the Dementors listened it was because they realized who this man was and so
did Harry it was Voldemort.
"Hello again my friends nice to see you again. I must say however this
isn't the best of places although what else was I to suspect I mean the
ministry would never give you a nice place or let you roam free but me I am
quite different now aren't I. Well now is the time I ask for your services you were of great help last year releasing some of my most powerful followers but now I ask you to leave this place let it prisoners go and follow me. So what do you say my old friends I am back and if you join me once again I will let you suck the soul of ever muggle and mudblood out there and believe me there are a lot all I ask is that you join me free my loyal followers and follow my directions and you will be having much more fun"
It seemed like the Dementors didn't even need to think one just glided over
to Voldemort and stuck out its bony hand which Voldemort shuck making it
turn slightly blue. Harry also noticed many of the death eaters were moving
back slowly obviously being affected by the Dementors talents.
Harry remembered to well what these creatures could do they made you feel
like you would never be happy again that all was lost that death was what
you wanted it was what you needed.
The Dementors turned around and for a moment Harry had thought they could
see him but they just glided up to the different cells realizing all the
prisoners. A chilling laugh erupted from Voldemort his red eyes staring at
Harry's as if they were piercing right through him.
Suddenly Harry wasn't in the Prison any more he was in what looked like
downtown London. He could hear his laugh still and realized what he was so
happy about the street was in ruins people who he assumed were muggles were
running for their lives. Above their heads was the dark mark and out of the
alleys performing "the kiss" on those they got their hands on. Then there
were flashes of green light and Harry saw people falling off building
already dead.
It was possibly one of the worst things he had seen but one thing he hadn't
gotten was which one was real because Harry had, had dreams before about
things that were really happening things Voldemort was really doing but
these two things couldn't both be happening at the same time so which one
was real if either of them were?
Harry jumped up from his bed panting for breath his scar was driving him
crazy but this wasn't unusual well at least not anymore. Harry jumped from
bed breathing hard and pacing around his room. His school books fell to the
floor crashing on the floor he had been working on his homework for the
summer somehow it seemed that homework was the only thing that could calm
him while he was at the Dursleys' it reminded him of Hogwarts his favorite
place in the world.
He looked out his open window he had left it open for Hedwig who usually
went hunting for her meal at night. He heard footsteps in the hall way and
saw the light from the hall way turn on under the door. The door swung open
with his uncle Vernon staring at him with open eyes. They had obviously
heard his screams.
"What on earth do you think your doing" whispered hi uncle Vernon. Harry
knew he didn't want to attract even more attention then Harry already had.
What surprised Harry however was Aunt Petunia she was wearing a look of
concern she actually seemed generally worried about Harry and she had never
looked at him like that before NEVER.
Uncle Vernon looked back to see why Harry was staring at Aunt Petunia but
she quickly changed her face to one of extreme annoyance which was her
usual face at least when it came to Harry. "What are you looking at boy?"
Vernon quickly whispered to him. "Nothing uncle Vernon I'm sorry about the
noise just had a bad dream nothing – er – abnormal." "Fine but keep it
quiet got it I don't wont to hear anything out of this bedroom ever again
you hear me?" "Yes uncle Vernon."
Uncle Vernon quickly took off for their room but to Harry's surprise Aunt
Petunia stayed behind. "Are ....... Are you okay?" Now Harry new he was going
crazy or at least his mind was making up things cause he could have just
sworn Aunt Petunia had just asked him if he was okay I mean the worried
look was a shock on its on but asking if he Harry was okay was like a
Miracle "er" Harry didn't know what to say. "Petunia are you coming" called
Uncle Vernon and she quickly left shutting the door behind leaving a still
stunned Harry.
Harry didn't move a muscle for over a minute just out of complete shock
from what his aunt had just said she had shown complete unmistakable
concern for him it was unheard of all of the years he had spent here with
his aunt and uncle neither of them came even close to this. Harry soon laid
down on his bed now that he thought about it Aunt Petunia had been very
different with him this summer very different.
Since he had gotten home he had noticed little differences like he wasn't
being yelled at as much as other summers they hadn't even argued him having
his magical stuff in his room and she had told Uncle Vernon quite a few
times to let something go when he got mad at Harry. She didn't carry the
same face with him anymore either it still wasn't a cheerful one mind you,
but it wasn't as bad as her old one either.
Then Harry remembered something it wasn't just this summer that she had
acted different it hadn't been something that had occurred while he was
away from school it had occurred last summer and he had witnessed it. He
remembered the event quite well really it was a Howler sent by owl the day
he and his cousin Dudley had been attacked by Dementors. Uncle Vernon was
screaming at Harry first blaming him for what happened to Dudley then for
all the owls zooming through the house.
When he had mentioned the Dementors he obviously thought that both his aunt
and uncle would be clue less and he was half right his uncle knew nothing
about them and when ever he said their name he would get it wrong but to
his surprise his aunt knew exactly what they were. She even seemed scared
of them could it be that she had, had her own encounter with them once?
That wasn't it either she new about Voldemort and again seemed threatened
when he had told her he had returned that he had witnessed it himself.
Harry had never heard her talk about his mother the most she ever said
about her was "oh that foul mother of yours." However now she seemed scared
and it was like Harry could see in her eyes her remembering things about
her sister about what had happened long ago. Then the howler came and Harry
could never forget what it said because it was so puzzling to him at the
time "REMEMBER MY LAST, PETUNIA!" that was what it had said and what it had
meant he still didn't know but he did know that Dumbledore had sent it
other then that he had no clue.
Hedwig zoomed in through the window and if somehow sensing Harry had, had a
bad night came over and landed on his stomach nibbling his fingers as a way
of trying to cheer him up. He gave her a small grin making her give a hoot
then put her back in her cage then laid down in his bed thinking he would
never be able to fall asleep but moments later he felt himself daze off
back into sleep.