Disclaimer: The people and places in this fan fiction are not mine.
A/N: I should be studying right now, but I'm not. I'm kind of in a weird mood, and I'm not sure how this'll turn out. I am weird. I would really appreciate constructive criticism, but don't get brutal. If you hate it that much, you shouldn't be reading it. Thanks y'all.
Harry Potter and the Wind Maker
Ch. 1 All Over Again
Staring at a white ceiling for hours at a time made his eyes hurt. But what else could he do? Harry Potter sat up in his bed shaking his head and put his glasses back on. His summers were usually boring, but this had to have broken a record. Harry had so little to do that he already finished his homework. Hermione would be proud, Harry thought as he strode over to his window.
Certainly he had tried to do something. He did receive the Daily Prophet. How could he not know what was going on in his world. But Dumbledore wouldn't have it.
Harry,
I do not want you out of the Dursley house. You know the reasons
for this. It is all for your own good. Have a nice break.
Dumbledore
It was all for his own good. That was all anyone would say. He had been through a lot, more than most people in his year. He had been a triwizard champion before he should have been and he won! Well, it was actually Cedric Diggory, but Harry was so mad he didn't want to think about it.
His friends had been trying to keep him in the Dursley house as well. Hermione's letter sounded just like Dumbledore's. Ron's made Harry feel a bit better.
Harry-
Sorry about being locked up with the muggles, but there's
nothing I can do. And Dumbledore is only doing it for your safety. Mum
and Dad are trying to reason with him. Maybe you could come over a
week before term ends. I'll probably ask Hermione to come too. Talk to
you soon.
Ron
Well, at least he would be able to get out of the house before going back to school. Harry sighed and looked at his birthday gifts. He had turned sixteen last week. Hermione had given him a book (Harry wasn't surprised), Hagrid had given him a homemade card, Ron had given him a quidich poster and Ginny had given him a book entitled, "The Secret Book of Seekers". Only seekers could open it. Harry had been surprised to get a book from Ginny, but pleased just the same. The book had many interesting techniques for seekers.
Harry suddenly heard a knock on his door. It opened to reveal his aunt Petunia. She wrinkled her nose at the site of his room. It had owl pellets and dirty socks all over the place. "I just wanted to make sure you've written to your friends this week," She said.
"Yes, I have," Harry replied.
"Good. Clean up your room. Its unsanitary." She said before leaving.
Harry sighed once more and started to clean a bit. These summer days went by slowly. Why was time never on his side?
Harry grinned as he packed his trunk. He had just received his letter that Ron would be coming the next day to pick him up. No one was keeping him here. Dumbledore had even agreed.
"So you're finally leaving Potter?" Dudley asked as he popped his head into Harry's bedroom. The two hadn't really spoken this summer. Probably because of the threat from Moody.
"Tomorrow," Harry replied.
"Good then." Uncle Vernon said entering. "They wont be coming through the chimney again will they?"
"I don't know, but I'm not sure," Harry said. The image of Dudley with a purple tongue always made him laugh.
"I don't want a repeat of what happened two years ago. There was real damage in the living room."
Harry sat anxiously in his room the next day. He couldn't wait to get out of the house and see his friends. There was a knock on his door and his aunt entered.
"Harry, I want to give you something before you go," She said.
"What is it?" Harry asked surprised that his aunt would give him anything that wasn't necessary for survival.
"Your mother left this to me and I think it is time you should have it," Aunt Petunia said, incredibly quiet, and unusually kind looking. She held out a package with shaking hands. Harry took it and began to open it. "I have no use for it now." It was a silver Hogwarts crest on a silver chain. Harry immediately put it on.
"Thank you," he said.
"Well, its not like I wanted it." Aunt Petunia snuffed, her nose high in the air. "Those friends of yours are going to be here, soon I hope."
"Yes, they should be here in a half hour," Harry replied.
"Good. I want to spend time with my family," she stated before leaving the room. Harry tucked the chain into his shirt thinking about the fact that he was her family. But he didn't care. He didn't like her anyway.
Thirty minutes later Harry found him sitting on the steps waiting for the Weasleys to arrive. He fingered the handle of Hedwig's cage and his trunk. Hedwig gave a hoot before returning her head under her wing to sleep.
Harry's heart jumped when the door bell rang. He jumped up and was about to open the door when his Uncle Vernon stepped in front of him and opened the door instead. Harry was surprised to see Hermione on the other side. She was wearing perfectly normal muggle clothes, which completely confused Uncle Vernon.
"Yes?" he asked.
"I'm here for Harry," Hermione replied.
"Oh. You're one of them. He's here." Uncle Vernon said. He looked at her closely then and whispered, "Now I remember you. You used to have buck teeth." Hermione turned red with embarrassment.
"See you next summer Uncle Vernon," Harry said quickly dragging his trunk and Hedwig's cage along with. Once he was out the door slammed behind him. "Sorry about him Hermione."
"Its ok Harry. I'm just glad to see you," she wrapped her arms around his neck. "I know you've been angry, locked up in here, but you know it's only because we care."
"Yeah, I know," Harry sighed. "Where's Ron?"
"In the car," Hermione replied nonchalantly.
"The car?" Harry looked over to see Ron sitting in the drivers seat of a blue convertible.
"Hey Harry!" Ron called. "Like the car?"
"Its my car." Hermione rolled her eyes.
"You have a car?" Harry asked.
"Well, I only just got it yesterday. But I don't think I'll have it tomorrow with the way Ron's driving it."
"What's wrong with my driving?" Ron whined.
"You nearly hit four trees!" Hermione exclaimed.
"It's the other stupid muggle drivers." Ron grumbled.
"What ever you say Ron." Hermione sighed. Harry laughed as he heaved his trunk and owl in the backseat of the car and jumped in. Hermione sat in the front with Ron and Ron started the car. Harry grinned. He was finally going to where he belonged.
A/N: Well there you go. That's the first chapter. Hope everyone likes it. I'll see if I get any reviews and then I'll continue. I have a few ideas for what's going to happen. Please R/R. No flames please.
A/N: I should be studying right now, but I'm not. I'm kind of in a weird mood, and I'm not sure how this'll turn out. I am weird. I would really appreciate constructive criticism, but don't get brutal. If you hate it that much, you shouldn't be reading it. Thanks y'all.
Harry Potter and the Wind Maker
Ch. 1 All Over Again
Staring at a white ceiling for hours at a time made his eyes hurt. But what else could he do? Harry Potter sat up in his bed shaking his head and put his glasses back on. His summers were usually boring, but this had to have broken a record. Harry had so little to do that he already finished his homework. Hermione would be proud, Harry thought as he strode over to his window.
Certainly he had tried to do something. He did receive the Daily Prophet. How could he not know what was going on in his world. But Dumbledore wouldn't have it.
Harry,
I do not want you out of the Dursley house. You know the reasons
for this. It is all for your own good. Have a nice break.
Dumbledore
It was all for his own good. That was all anyone would say. He had been through a lot, more than most people in his year. He had been a triwizard champion before he should have been and he won! Well, it was actually Cedric Diggory, but Harry was so mad he didn't want to think about it.
His friends had been trying to keep him in the Dursley house as well. Hermione's letter sounded just like Dumbledore's. Ron's made Harry feel a bit better.
Harry-
Sorry about being locked up with the muggles, but there's
nothing I can do. And Dumbledore is only doing it for your safety. Mum
and Dad are trying to reason with him. Maybe you could come over a
week before term ends. I'll probably ask Hermione to come too. Talk to
you soon.
Ron
Well, at least he would be able to get out of the house before going back to school. Harry sighed and looked at his birthday gifts. He had turned sixteen last week. Hermione had given him a book (Harry wasn't surprised), Hagrid had given him a homemade card, Ron had given him a quidich poster and Ginny had given him a book entitled, "The Secret Book of Seekers". Only seekers could open it. Harry had been surprised to get a book from Ginny, but pleased just the same. The book had many interesting techniques for seekers.
Harry suddenly heard a knock on his door. It opened to reveal his aunt Petunia. She wrinkled her nose at the site of his room. It had owl pellets and dirty socks all over the place. "I just wanted to make sure you've written to your friends this week," She said.
"Yes, I have," Harry replied.
"Good. Clean up your room. Its unsanitary." She said before leaving.
Harry sighed once more and started to clean a bit. These summer days went by slowly. Why was time never on his side?
Harry grinned as he packed his trunk. He had just received his letter that Ron would be coming the next day to pick him up. No one was keeping him here. Dumbledore had even agreed.
"So you're finally leaving Potter?" Dudley asked as he popped his head into Harry's bedroom. The two hadn't really spoken this summer. Probably because of the threat from Moody.
"Tomorrow," Harry replied.
"Good then." Uncle Vernon said entering. "They wont be coming through the chimney again will they?"
"I don't know, but I'm not sure," Harry said. The image of Dudley with a purple tongue always made him laugh.
"I don't want a repeat of what happened two years ago. There was real damage in the living room."
Harry sat anxiously in his room the next day. He couldn't wait to get out of the house and see his friends. There was a knock on his door and his aunt entered.
"Harry, I want to give you something before you go," She said.
"What is it?" Harry asked surprised that his aunt would give him anything that wasn't necessary for survival.
"Your mother left this to me and I think it is time you should have it," Aunt Petunia said, incredibly quiet, and unusually kind looking. She held out a package with shaking hands. Harry took it and began to open it. "I have no use for it now." It was a silver Hogwarts crest on a silver chain. Harry immediately put it on.
"Thank you," he said.
"Well, its not like I wanted it." Aunt Petunia snuffed, her nose high in the air. "Those friends of yours are going to be here, soon I hope."
"Yes, they should be here in a half hour," Harry replied.
"Good. I want to spend time with my family," she stated before leaving the room. Harry tucked the chain into his shirt thinking about the fact that he was her family. But he didn't care. He didn't like her anyway.
Thirty minutes later Harry found him sitting on the steps waiting for the Weasleys to arrive. He fingered the handle of Hedwig's cage and his trunk. Hedwig gave a hoot before returning her head under her wing to sleep.
Harry's heart jumped when the door bell rang. He jumped up and was about to open the door when his Uncle Vernon stepped in front of him and opened the door instead. Harry was surprised to see Hermione on the other side. She was wearing perfectly normal muggle clothes, which completely confused Uncle Vernon.
"Yes?" he asked.
"I'm here for Harry," Hermione replied.
"Oh. You're one of them. He's here." Uncle Vernon said. He looked at her closely then and whispered, "Now I remember you. You used to have buck teeth." Hermione turned red with embarrassment.
"See you next summer Uncle Vernon," Harry said quickly dragging his trunk and Hedwig's cage along with. Once he was out the door slammed behind him. "Sorry about him Hermione."
"Its ok Harry. I'm just glad to see you," she wrapped her arms around his neck. "I know you've been angry, locked up in here, but you know it's only because we care."
"Yeah, I know," Harry sighed. "Where's Ron?"
"In the car," Hermione replied nonchalantly.
"The car?" Harry looked over to see Ron sitting in the drivers seat of a blue convertible.
"Hey Harry!" Ron called. "Like the car?"
"Its my car." Hermione rolled her eyes.
"You have a car?" Harry asked.
"Well, I only just got it yesterday. But I don't think I'll have it tomorrow with the way Ron's driving it."
"What's wrong with my driving?" Ron whined.
"You nearly hit four trees!" Hermione exclaimed.
"It's the other stupid muggle drivers." Ron grumbled.
"What ever you say Ron." Hermione sighed. Harry laughed as he heaved his trunk and owl in the backseat of the car and jumped in. Hermione sat in the front with Ron and Ron started the car. Harry grinned. He was finally going to where he belonged.
A/N: Well there you go. That's the first chapter. Hope everyone likes it. I'll see if I get any reviews and then I'll continue. I have a few ideas for what's going to happen. Please R/R. No flames please.