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Chapter One: A Meeting With A Stranger
As a fight broke out between two drunken muggles, a stranger smiled to the man who had just entered. He was not like the numerous muggles that inhabited the pub. Many turned to watch the old man wearing a purple cloak approach the stranger at the back booth.
The older man, who magic folk knew as Albus Dumbledore, studied the quiet stranger over his half moon spectacles. Then, as if content with his observation, set across from the unmoving figure.
The pub was dark already, but even if lit by a thousand lights, the stranger's identity would still be a secret. A huge black robe enfolded the figure, and a hood draped over the stranger's face completed the picture.
Both parties sat in silence for a while, sipping at drinks a bemused bartender had just served to them. Finally Dumbledore broke the silence.
"I am glad that you agreed to meet me here."
His companion merely gave a nod of acknowledgment to the statement.
"As you know, Voldermort has gained full power again and I fear very soon he will strike. The ministry has finally admitted that he is back but will still probably not be ready for an attack. That is why I come to you now. I seek your help. You know what I must ask of you. I have gone over every other option, but in the end everything comes back to you. Will you help?"
Dumbledore watched the figure intently waiting for a response. His companion seemed to contemplate the issue over but with a final stare at the Headmaster of Hogwarts, a nod of agreement was shared.
While all this came to pass, a seventeen-year-old boy with untidy black hair stared hard at the ceiling of his room at Privet Drive. Thoughts filled his head of the past two years' events. Hist 5th year at Hogwarts ended sadly with Sirius' death. Then in his sixth year, Death Eater had tried to kill him. He had constant guards at his side.
But none of that was what made Harry Potter stay up that night. No, what worried him more than anything was Dumbledore's last words to him before he got on the Hogwarts Express to come back to the Dursley's.
"Don't worry Mr. Potter. It has been made known to me of a 'secret weapon' that I hope to instill at Hogwarts next year. A weapon more powerful than you could ever dream."
What had Dumbledore meant? What was this 'secret weapon'? In a few short weeks he be able to ask Dumbledore himself when he returned for his 7th and final year at Hogwarts. And with that thought of how he was going to The Burrow tomorrow for the rest of summer vacation. And with the image of his two best friends and the Weasley family, Harry Potter drifted off into a peaceful slumber.
Hope you like it so far....I know the chapter is short and I'm going to apologize in advance for all the other short chapters that is going to follow. Read and Review please!