The Fifth House
Disclaimer: If you don't know the whole story about not owning Harry Potter, chances are you may not have read the books, which leads me to think or wonder why you might read a fan fiction about a book you haven't read? Anyway—Same story, I don't own Harry Potter or Hogwarts, or most of the characters. It'd be cool if I did, but no. All that fun stuff is J.K. Rowling's so yay her!
Author's note: Thanx to all of you for the reviews! I can't remember who, but one person said something about completely different characters, which I try to do, but some of the old ones have to stay. I also am starting with Harry, because there is something important about him starting it. Moving on, you guys rock! You're all so nice! Keep the reviews coming… Remember I love you all!
Curtains Up!
Chapter 1
Harry woke up, startled, and was trying to remember why. Then it happened again, BANG!!!!!! Something slammed against his window of the small bedroom of number 4 Privet Drive. He tried to untangle himself from his bed sheets, but just as he thought he succeeded, he fell off his bed with a thud on the cold, hardwood floor. He scrambled to the window and finally clicked it open on the fifth try. Something flew through his window and hit the opposite wall. It was a large something. A feathery something. A large feathery something with a scroll clamped in it's talons.
"Calm down'', Harry tried whispering to it.
Eventually, the owl took refuge on his bed, and Harry was able to take the scroll from it. Harry eagerly unrolled it, and read it in a hushed whisper. It read:
Dear Harry,
I'm sorry about the owl, it was the only one to choose from, all of the other school owls are out on missions. I must forewarn you, this will be the year where your priorities change greatly, and new fears take places where old ones dissolve.
There will be no longer be two sides, both will have to band together for any chance. There will be the one side, and then there will be Evil. Evil I speak of will be found in your sanctuary. You will need far more protection than ever before, and the One who can give you the protection you need is the One you must beware of.
Evil lurks at your sanctuary. And it is waiting for you.
Sincerely,
P.1 Rebirth
P.1 Rebirth? Who could that be? Harry's head was clouded with questions.
Who is this that would inform Harry of something this big? Why not tell Headmaster Dumbledore, surely he would do something about it? What two sides was this person talking about? Slytherin vs. Gryffindor? No, that was too minor…
But it could be. If it was about the Quidditch teams, would it mean there would something like an all-star game, where it would be the teams from Gryffindor and Slytherin up against those of Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw? But Slytherin's really the eviler house…
What was the "Evil" thing about? What could be so evil that it would switch his fears? He thought back to his third year, when Professor Lupin told him that his greatest fear was fear itself. Harry still had trouble figuring that out, and it was his fear. What would he need all of this protection against? Of course, he always had needed protection from Voldemort and his crew of bad guys, but so did everyone else. Then it hit Harry. Hard.
Voldemort.
He was the evil they spoke of. Harry was sure of it. Harry whispered to himself, trying to figure it all out.
"Voldemort must be the evil. Who's worse than him? He's waiting for me, well yeah, isn't he always? He's waiting at my sanctuary. Waiting to kill me."
Then Harry realized that he seemed really stupid doing this, he couldn't tell what his sanctuary was. He flipped open a muggle dictionary, which is actually quite useful at times, and found the definition.
Sanctuary {sank 'choo er'e} noun. A place of refuge, asylum, or protection.
Harry didn't get it. The safest place was Gringotts, he knew, but there was something about being suddenly awakened at 3:00a.m. that made his memory seem warped. Something in the very back of his mind was trying to tell him something else. He just couldn't place it. Maybe if I sleep a little…?
Then he realized that he would probably forget it all, so he decided to write it down. His satisfaction disappeared. It all seemed like it was a hopeless guess in writing. No, he thought, it's an estimate, but part guess…
He finally decided he needed to go to sleep, and called it a guesstimate.
He woke up what he thought was much later, only to look at a clock and see that the time was 3:30, a whole half hour later! Actually, since he woke up the first time at 3:00, and stayed up for a while, he probably slept a full ten minutes, if even. His mind went back to the letter. He thought long and hard about this. Voldemort was at his sanctuary, which Harry was still unsure of what his sanctuary was, and was waiting to kill Harry. Fun! Thought Harry. He finally lay down and tried to sleep again.
Then Harry sat up in bed suddenly. He realized that Voldemort could not be this Evil, he didn't know how he knew it, but he did.
Harry lay down again, only to sit up once more.
" I can't wait to escape all this and get back to Hogwarts," he whispered.
That was when he felt his stupidity on the brink of exploding.
"Duh," he thought. Hogwarts was his sanctuary. So, did that mean that Voldemort would be at Hogwarts? Wait, no, he then remembered that he ruled out Voldemort as a possibility for this "Evil".
He was still very much asleep, and extremely tired, so he didn't care too much at the time.
But he should care. He should very much care.
He fell asleep again, this time not waking up until 7:00 a.m. He got out of his bed, and noticed a piece of paper on the floor. He picked it up and read it.
It was the letter, with all he had written on the back. Harry usually felt much better about something after a good night's sleep. But this case was different. And Harry wasn't sure why.
He read over everything, and then saw something scribbled in the lower right corner of the side with the letter. It said:
It is not what you think
Harry hadn't noticed this the night before. Last night, he had read it several times. He could have missed it; it had been 3:00 in the morning. But for some reason he didn't think so. He did, however know one thing for certain.
It was coming, this Evil. And it was at Hogwarts, waiting for him.
Author's note: Do you guys like it? Was it as good as you said the prologue was? Was it worse? Better? The exact same? I need to know, and even if you hated it, I want to know what you think. So please review. Come on, you know you want to.
Words of Wisdom: Your life is a reflection of what you have faced. Therefore, you are always with the right people, in the right place, at the right time.
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~Starry