Impossible-1

A/N All I was doing was reading fan fiction and thinking about what the next HP book was going to be like and this popped into my head. I just need to get it out. I have a lot of stories out and pending but this had to be put out.

PS This I tried to figure out how to put what time of year it is in the story but it was too hard so I'll put it here. The story starts a week after Harry gets home from Hogwarts.

Summery: Harry's fifth year at Hogwarts and all that is impossible happens. Someone he never thought he would see at Hogwarts is there. Someone he never thought would be a teacher is teaching DADA. Someone that he never thought would hate him does. Someone he never thought would help him does. And someone he never thought would love him does. What happens when the impossible becomes reality.

It was a day like any other at the Dursleys. Harry was denied breakfast on the grounds that he didn't wake up soon enough when, in all reality, he awoke 2 hours before his cousin. Then, because he missed an imaginary spot when mowing the yard, he was imprisoned in his room for the rest of the day with no meals. Thanking Merlin for the Weasley's latest shipment of food he sat at his desk looking through his potions homework for any mistakes.

Around 10 o'clock there came a soft knock on his bedroom door. Utterly confused Harry walked to his door and opened it a crack to reveal a distraught looking Dudley Dursley. "What do you want Dudley?" Harry said irritated. Dudley looked up and down the hall way as if making sure that his parents weren't near. "I need to talk to you. Please, I know you hate me but this is more important then you know." Noting the desperation in his voice, Harry nodded and opened the door letting him in. Once Dudley was in Harry quickly closed and locked the door.

"What's wrong Dudley?" Harry said sitting on his bed. Dudley chose to pace from one end of the room to the other. It was then that Harry noticed an envelope in his hand. "What's in the envelope Dudley?" That seemed to have gotten his attention. He stopped pacing to look at Harry. "They started coming the summer before my second year at Smeltings. I thought it was a joke, then last summer when it came again I realized that it wasn't. Someone wouldn't do all that as a joke. I wanted to see if it was true. I wanted to go, or even tell Mum and Dad, But then I got scared. So I just stashed it away, like I did with the other ones. I wouldn't dare put them in the garbage for fear that they would be seen. Then, I got it again this year. I can't ignore it again. I feel empty, like there's something that I'm able to do, but am denied it. And These letters, when I get them it feels like someone's trying to give me the chance to do what I'm able to." With that he opened the envelope and handed Harry the letter inside. He almost fainted at the sight of it.

Dear Mr. Dursley,

For Four years now we've been sending you letters Inviting you to our school. And for four years we haven't gotten a reply. We have decided that if you wish to go to our school this year we will offer training this summer so you won't need to be with in the First Year Classes. Please send your Owl as soon as possible so we can set up as the tutoring sessions with students in your year.

Sincerely,

Prof. Minerva McGonagall Deputy Headmistress

A/N I know it's short. I had wrote a lot more but it seemed that Harry was too nice in the things that I wrote so I'm going to give this a little bit to see if people like it in the first place.

CP