Welcome all. This is my first fan fic. So I'm not going to be the greatest at it.
I hope you enjoy it and please review it so that I can get your opinions...
Disclaimer: I don't own the Harry Potter series, if you think I do...then...well...I'm not even going to say. I also didn't come up with Harry's powers either. That would be Talyn29...so go to him to ask to use it...not me.
It was a warm summer day when Harry Potter woke up. His face was covered with sweat. He had had the dream again, except this one ended different.
Harry and his friends were down in the Department of Mysteries. The had been battling the Death Eaters when Sirius fell through the veil. But this time Harry went through it with him. On the otherside of the veil it was cold,dark,and silent. But then a faint,red light appeared and came closer. It was a pheonix. The bird flew at Harry, collided with him, and a bright light flashed from him. He then disappeared and reappeared in front of the veil, his body glowing.
Harry ran that dream over through his head. He put his hand to his chest and felt a warmth coming from him. He got up and found packages on his bed. It was his sixteenth birthday. There was one from the Weasleys, Hermione,and Hagrid.
The Weasleys had sent him a box full of chocolate and a book on the Cannons. Hermione sent him a book on Defense against the Dark Arts. But Hagrid's, Hagrid's was different. It was a book on a special race of people. Mutants, those with special abilities. He set the gifts on the table and went down for breakfast.
In the Weasley's card they said that they would pick him up later that day to take him to the burrow. Now the only problem was telling Uncle Vernon.
"Uncle Vernon...?" Harry said to his uncle.
Vernon Dursley, a large man with a mustache, turned and looked at him.
"What boy?" he asked.
"Um.....my friend Ron's parents are going to pick...." but that was all he could get out for Vernon suddenly turned red and lost it.
"WHAT!!! THEY ARE NOT COMING BACK HERE!!!"
"Well you'll have to get over it!! They are coming no matter what!" he roared back. But he left the room at the look on his uncle's face.
- At Hogwarts -
"Albus...what is it?" Minerva McGonagall,a strict old teacher, asked Albus Dumbledore.
"I sense some 'changes' going on in young Harry" he said. Albus,who is the headmaster of Hogwarts and the only person who Lord Voldemort ever feared, watched McGonagall.
"Is he alright?"
"Yes...he is fine...but it will take some getting used to. Minerva....you know who my cousin in America is don't you?."
Hey Everyone. Well that is the first chapter. Just remember that this is my first fan fic...so bear with me.
Once again, please review, nothing evil,just advice or your views.
- Mateo.