Sorry to all those people who were left in the lurch, but I did the first
chapter at school and I only get 45 mins of lunch, so here is the next
chapter.
Back on the knight bus.
"Has he apologized?" asked Aunt Petunia severely, looking at Harry as if she willed to throw something at him. "No, but I'll get it out of him one day, you mark my words", said Uncle Vernon sharply.
Harry looked at Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia, willing them to let him go up to his room. Uncle Vernon read the look on his face. "Get up to your room and don't you dare come down until tomorrow morning", barked Uncle Vernon harshly. "Or you won't see the light of day again".
Harry rushed upstairs and opened his bedroom door to find three rather important looking owls sitting on his bed, and judging by the crest that was embroidered onto the crimson shawls that were around their necks; they were from the Ministry of Magic.
Harry went over to the first owl and it stuck its leg out at him so that Harry could take the letter that was attached to it. It said:
Dear Mr Potter, Your presence is required at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. By order of the headmaster of said school, you'll be sent transport at 4:00 PM, on Friday 31st July to take you to Hogwarts where everything will become clear. Do not worry Harry, you are not in trouble and as soon as you get to Hogwarts Dumbledore will explain everything to you. Good luck Harry! Your's sincerely, Cornelius Fudge Minister For Magic Order of Merlin First Class
Harry looked at the letter in bewilderment. How could Fudge be talking to Harry like this, when he thought, last year, that Harry was a lying, attention seeking idiot.
Harry got over it quickly and went over to the second owl. This one was from Dumbledore.
Dear Harry. I know you only left Hogwarts today but there is something going on that concerns you. The knight bus will be at your house in five minutes. Be ready to leave by then. Signed, Albus Dumbledore Headmaster of Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Harry was getting thoroughly confused now. Nevertheless he went over to the third and final owl and tore the envelope of its leg.
Dear Harry, when you get to Hogwarts Ron and Hermione will already be there. There is something you need to know. Take care Harry. Molly Weasley.
Ok, thought Harry, this something, whatever it is, it must be big.
"HARRY POTTER", thundered the voice of his Uncle.
Harry went down stairs to find the Knight Bus already parked outside Number Four; Stan Shunpike was standing at the front door looking at Harry, smiling.
"Who is this person", demanded Uncle Vernon.
"He's the conductor of that bus over there", said Harry looking stunned that the bus was so quick at getting to Number four, and he hadn't had the chance to pack anything yet.
"Get your things and get out of my house", barked Uncle Vernon. "And don't come back until you have learned to keep people like you away from here."
Harry went back upstairs and five minutes later was heaving his trunk down towards the Knight Bus, Stan hovering around his shoulder.
"Ow ya been Arry", asked Stan in his usual voice.
"Fine thanks", replied Harry desperately trying to get his trunk up the stairs of the bus.
Soon after nearly ten minutes of heaving, Stan offered to help and the bus was soon hurtling around the country, lurching Harry forward as it stopped to let passengers off. Trees and houses leapt out of the way as the bus frequently left the road and mounted the footpath.
About half an hour later the bus came to a halt outside a set of gates that Harry new only too well. He was at Hogwarts. The tall towers rose up to the sky like outstretched hands. The windows of the castle gleamed with warming light. For an almost empty castle, it was lit up like a Christmas tree.
Stan grabbed Harry's trunk and helped him carry it all the way to the oak front doors that led to the Entrance Hall. Then said, "See ya round Harry," Then he took of down the road towards the Knight Bus and was gone.
"Hello Potter, would you like a hand with that", came a familiar voice from behind Harry.
"Yes please, said Harry as he turned around to find Professor McGonagall staring at him.
"That's quite alright Potter, but before we go to Gryffindor Tower, I must take you to see Professor Dumbledore, there is something he wishes to discuss with you." Professor McGonagall looked a little worried.
"Ok then", said Harry, and he followed Professor McGonagall to Professor Dumbledore's office, completely unaware of what was about to happen to him.
That's all for the moment, so please don't send me reviews saying that it isn't enough because I need time to get more inspiration and ideas, chapter three will have everything explained about what is going to happen.
Back on the knight bus.
"Has he apologized?" asked Aunt Petunia severely, looking at Harry as if she willed to throw something at him. "No, but I'll get it out of him one day, you mark my words", said Uncle Vernon sharply.
Harry looked at Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia, willing them to let him go up to his room. Uncle Vernon read the look on his face. "Get up to your room and don't you dare come down until tomorrow morning", barked Uncle Vernon harshly. "Or you won't see the light of day again".
Harry rushed upstairs and opened his bedroom door to find three rather important looking owls sitting on his bed, and judging by the crest that was embroidered onto the crimson shawls that were around their necks; they were from the Ministry of Magic.
Harry went over to the first owl and it stuck its leg out at him so that Harry could take the letter that was attached to it. It said:
Dear Mr Potter, Your presence is required at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. By order of the headmaster of said school, you'll be sent transport at 4:00 PM, on Friday 31st July to take you to Hogwarts where everything will become clear. Do not worry Harry, you are not in trouble and as soon as you get to Hogwarts Dumbledore will explain everything to you. Good luck Harry! Your's sincerely, Cornelius Fudge Minister For Magic Order of Merlin First Class
Harry looked at the letter in bewilderment. How could Fudge be talking to Harry like this, when he thought, last year, that Harry was a lying, attention seeking idiot.
Harry got over it quickly and went over to the second owl. This one was from Dumbledore.
Dear Harry. I know you only left Hogwarts today but there is something going on that concerns you. The knight bus will be at your house in five minutes. Be ready to leave by then. Signed, Albus Dumbledore Headmaster of Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Harry was getting thoroughly confused now. Nevertheless he went over to the third and final owl and tore the envelope of its leg.
Dear Harry, when you get to Hogwarts Ron and Hermione will already be there. There is something you need to know. Take care Harry. Molly Weasley.
Ok, thought Harry, this something, whatever it is, it must be big.
"HARRY POTTER", thundered the voice of his Uncle.
Harry went down stairs to find the Knight Bus already parked outside Number Four; Stan Shunpike was standing at the front door looking at Harry, smiling.
"Who is this person", demanded Uncle Vernon.
"He's the conductor of that bus over there", said Harry looking stunned that the bus was so quick at getting to Number four, and he hadn't had the chance to pack anything yet.
"Get your things and get out of my house", barked Uncle Vernon. "And don't come back until you have learned to keep people like you away from here."
Harry went back upstairs and five minutes later was heaving his trunk down towards the Knight Bus, Stan hovering around his shoulder.
"Ow ya been Arry", asked Stan in his usual voice.
"Fine thanks", replied Harry desperately trying to get his trunk up the stairs of the bus.
Soon after nearly ten minutes of heaving, Stan offered to help and the bus was soon hurtling around the country, lurching Harry forward as it stopped to let passengers off. Trees and houses leapt out of the way as the bus frequently left the road and mounted the footpath.
About half an hour later the bus came to a halt outside a set of gates that Harry new only too well. He was at Hogwarts. The tall towers rose up to the sky like outstretched hands. The windows of the castle gleamed with warming light. For an almost empty castle, it was lit up like a Christmas tree.
Stan grabbed Harry's trunk and helped him carry it all the way to the oak front doors that led to the Entrance Hall. Then said, "See ya round Harry," Then he took of down the road towards the Knight Bus and was gone.
"Hello Potter, would you like a hand with that", came a familiar voice from behind Harry.
"Yes please, said Harry as he turned around to find Professor McGonagall staring at him.
"That's quite alright Potter, but before we go to Gryffindor Tower, I must take you to see Professor Dumbledore, there is something he wishes to discuss with you." Professor McGonagall looked a little worried.
"Ok then", said Harry, and he followed Professor McGonagall to Professor Dumbledore's office, completely unaware of what was about to happen to him.
That's all for the moment, so please don't send me reviews saying that it isn't enough because I need time to get more inspiration and ideas, chapter three will have everything explained about what is going to happen.