Close Encounters of the Fairy Kind

By: Srreadsalot

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. If I did you wouldn't be reading this here and you wouldn't have to wait two years for the next book to come out and I would be the one worth billions and billions of dollars. But since you are reading this here and you have to wait two years for the next book and I am not worth billions and billions of dollars… I don't own it.

Chapter Three:

Harry had been up since seven the previous morning to do his chores. Now it was 3:00 A.M. and Harry was more tired than he could ever remember being, but he couldn't take his eyes off the book he was reading.

Ley lines are the magical forces that allow a wizard or witch to perform magic. Ley lines can be found all over the world. The wizards and witches that can see the lines describe them as looking like a spider web.

To do magic, one must have a wand to draw on the energy contained in the lines. The wands are like a converter that allow the wizard or witch to focus the energy into something productive. There have been several reported cases of wizards supposedly being able to tap into the lines with out a wand but the most anyone of them were capable of doing was summoning from further distances than what was normal. They also studied for years to be able to do this and were very powerful. Eventually the power consumed them and they were either driven crazy or died from the exposure to the residual magic.

Harry sighed heavily. This was all old information and hadn't been at all helpful. He wondered what he was going to do. He needed to know more about using the power: what it could be used for and who had used it. He needed someone to show him what to do.

Pulsating warmth ran up Harry's leg. He looked around for the cause and saw the leather bound books. He picked up one and the warmth went away. He flicked through the book with nonchalance, wondering why the book kept calling to him. He reached the table of contents and read chapter titles: 1. "What are ley lines?", 2. "Do they concern me?", 3. "What can I do with them?", 4. "Simple ley line spells."

Harry smiled. This was exactly what he was looking for. He voraciously read through the night.

The next day Harry woke with his face plastered to a page somewhere towards the end of the book. He hadn't tried any of the spells cause he was so tired but decided to keep reading. These books were going to be his best friends this coming school year.

He glanced at his bedside clock and noticed it was only 8:30. He only fell asleep about three hours ago, what woke him up? "I said get up! Now!" Aunt Petunia's screeching voice was what woke him. His eyelids fluttered for a moment and then we was being roughly shaken. "Boy, I told you to get up! You need to do your chores outside, now! Your Uncle is having people over tonight and the yard work needs to be done. Now go!"

Harry groaned and got out of bed. He stretched and the shirt he had on rode up to the top of his boxers. He had gotten out of his pants last night but had fallen asleep before he could get the shirt off. He shed the shirt and caught his reflection in the floor length mirror. His hair was messier than it usually was and his boxers weren't on straight causing him to feel slightly uncomfortable. He straightened the boxers and noticed his abs contract. He had always had a nice, lithe body but he was looking thinner and realized he hadn't had a decent meal in a while. He had been wrapped up in his books.

Harry sighed and changed into clothes he could do yard work in. He grabbed the book he was almost finished with and shoved it in the back pocket of his baggy jeans. He was alone in the kitchen, seeing as Aunt Petunia probably went back to bed and the other two hadn't woken yet. He got eggs and orange juice out of the fridge and got the bread from the bread box. He proceeded to make French toast and drank a glass of orange juice while the toast was frying.

Harry sat at his usual place eating the breakfast he had prepared for himself. He had decided to make extra for the rest of his family and left it by the stove. When he finished his breakfast, he went out side and had to shield his eyes from the harsh sun. He had recalled something in the book from last night and wanted to try it out before he got out the lawn mower. He went to the back of the house and grabbed the book out of his back pocket. He had tried gathering ley line magic inside himself last night but was too tired to do anything with it. He knew he could tap the lines fine even when he wasn't under extreme emotional distress.

He gathered some of the ley line into himself and let it settle into his center. He opened the book to the beginner spells and read about the first spell. Yard work made easy. Harry chuckled. This book was perfect. It had everything he could ever want in it. He sighed and took hold of the magic inside him as if it was a ball and he was going to do a throw in like in soccer. He thrusted his hands down toward the ground with his eyes closed and he felt the power spread over the entire lawn.

He opened his eyes slowly and saw that the whole yard was cut and perfect looking. He sighed as he felt a draw on his center as the power left him. He walked to the back porch where a lawn chair sat and plopped down with the book. He hoped he could find some other useful spells in it. He opened to the last page just to see how many there were and noticed something odd… a warning. He read through it.

Warning!

The contents of this book can be considered

very dangerous if usued inappropriately.

The use of ley line magic can become addicting.

Follow the instructions in this book with extreme

caution.

JHP

Harry was having a hard time wrapping his head around this. He didn't really think that ley line magic could become addicting but he had only done it purposely once so he couldn't really talk. He decided then and there that he would be very responsible about his use of ley line magic and tell Dumbledore that he could do it as soon as he got to school. If Dumbledore told him he couldn't do it then… well he would deal with that if it happened.

The Hogwart's Express left platform 9 ¾ just like it always did on September 1. All the students were accounted for and in possession of all the things needed for the beginning of the year, even Neville Longbottom, who was notorious for forgetting something wherever he went. At the back of the train Harry Potter sat, pouring over a new book he had gotten over the summer.

Hermione opened the compartment door to Harry still reading. She looked at the inscription, expecting one of the required books for sixth years. What she found was a Latin inscription she couldn't read. "Harry, what are you reading? Is that Latin?" She gave him a puzzled look and he looked up from the book.

"Actually, only the title and the spell words are in Latin. The book is about advanced conjuring spells. It's really interesting actually, you should look at it when I'm finished. Oh yeah, I almost forgot. I wanted to talk to you about something that happened to me over the summer." She stepped further into the compartment and sat across from Harry. He muttered something in Latin and the door closed. Hermione gaped. "That's what I wanted to talk to you about. I found a book over the summer and it was incredible. It was about ley line magic and how certain wizards can tap into them. I decided to look into it and found out there are ley lines all over the place and that we can tap into them and use the power for almost anything. It's amazing." He grinned at her astonished look.

"Harry… I don't know what to say! That was amazing! How long have you been doing this and has the ministry caught you? Do you still have that book?" She blurted these out rather quickly and then settled down slightly. "Harry, I want to know everything."

A/N: Okay, so I have gotten three chapters up and have yet to have more than three reviews. If you have read about me in my profile, you will know that I am a review whore. Come on guys I know you got one in you! Next Chapter will be up, but only after at least five reviews. Thanks, SR.