Harry Potter And The Half Blood Prince
Chapter 1 - Midnight Wondering
Disclaimer: I own nothing, it's all jk's, even though I wish I'd written it
This story is based around a boy, well almost man now, who took the weight of the world on his shoulders. This mans name is Harry Potter. Make no mistake Harry Potter is no ordinary just-gone-16-year-old-teenager. Oh no, Harry Potter is extraordinary, in more than one way.
First of all he is a wizard. As well as that he also happened to be The-boy-who-lived, probably the most well none name in the wizarding world. this is because he is the only person ever in the history of the world to survive the 'Avada Kadabra' curse (aka the killing curse, as some call it). He also had tremendous past of mistreatment, abuse, and he has also seen such terrible things, that others will rarely experience in a hole life time, let alone 16years.
However, at this present moment in time, Harry was mindlessly wondering the streets of Little Winging. Pressing everything he'd gone though in the past years to the back of this mind, and instead decided to focus on the pavement as he walked on aimlessly. There was no one else out at the moment which wasn't very surprising, Harry reminded himself.
He glanced half heartily at his watch, and saw that it was almost 5:00am.
Harry let out a low whistle, if his new wrist watch was actually working, then he'd been out here for more than 4 hours at least!
Of course this wasn't the first time Harry had gone on a midnight wonder, but he had never stayed out for quite so long. As Harry turned the corner he saw a small light starting to creep up over the edge of the horizon. He sighed slightly better get back soon or the Dursley's would notice he was missing as they'd taken to waking him up (well that's what they thought they were doing) at 6 o'clock.
Harry began to make his way back towards 4 Privet Drive, this is the house that he had so many bad memories attached to it from his childhood, this is where he lived with his aunt, uncle and cousin. The only thing Harry had in common with his last blood relatives was that the hatred was mutual both ways.
He could see the place that he hated so much, but still he was told it was 'home', he however only had one home and that was the borrow, well actually to Hogwarts was home in his eyes to.
He took another quick peak at his watch only to see that it was almost 10 to. Harry swore loudly.
And sprinted the length or the road, swung himself over the small fence, that separated the front garden and the road. Then running straight through the front garden, He climbed up the drain pipe (he'd mastered how to this over the past couple of weeks). He managed to get to the top in about 2minutes flat, and was though the window a few seconds later. He glanced at his alarm clock, sighed he had made it , and he still had 5minutes to go so he slide into bed and closed his eyes, pretending to be asleep. Waiting for the normal 6:00am wake up call from aunt Petunia.
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