Chapter 2: The Dream

In house on a muggle street, number four privet drive to be exact, a boy with dark hair and green eyes awoke with pain in his scar. The scar situated on his forehead and shaped like a lightning bolt, often hurt when Voldemort was up to no good. This boy was, of course, Harry Potter. He had survived the killing cure at the age of 1 year old, an unthinkable achievement. Harry sat around wondering why his scar hurt him, and then he remembered the dream. He thought a bit about what he should do, and came to the conclusion that Professor Dumbledore, the headmaster of his school, must know about the dream.

Dear Professor Dumbledore

I just woke up now with my scar hurting after seeing Voldemort in a dream. The dream went something like this. A cloaked figure got a ring out of a pit of fire, summoned some nasty creatures to him, and said something in a language I did not understand. Then he called the Death Eaters to him and told them he wanted to take over the world. So the whole ring thing is new, but his aims are still the same. Please write soon!

Harry Potter

As Harry finished writing the letter, he realized that today was his 17th birthday. Just as he was thinking this Pig, Ron's owl, flew in with a present from both Ron and Hermione. It was a brand new copy of Quidditch through the Ages. Ron's letter also contained an invitation for Harry to come to the Burrow for the month of August; Ron's father had borrowed a car from the Ministry of Magic to pick him up at 1:00 this afternoon. He also received a gift from Hagrid, which came on the same owl as his Hogwarts letter.

Meanwhile at Hogwarts, Professors Dumbledore and McGonagall were going through the list of the new first years as well as those who would be returning in September. When Hedwig came in with Harry's letter, Dumbledore quickly opened and scanned it, turned to McGonagall, and said, "It is as I have feared; Voldemort has found Mount Doom."

McGonagall was stunned. She looked at Dumbledore as if he had just made it up. "Isn't Mount Doom part of some muggle story?"

Dumbledore looked up at her and said "Ah only if it were so, Minerva, if only it were so."

He then said "It is time to summon the hair of Elendil."

"Whom do you mean by that?"

"I'm speaking the boy who lives in Canada; he was the one that I told you not to send a Hogwarts letter when he was eleven."

McGonagall looked at him and said, "Are you sure? He's 17 and has no idea about any of this."

"Well Minerva, that's not entirely true," said Dumbledore.

"What, are you saying Albus?"

"Well, you know we allowed Ms. J.K. Rowling to write those books about Harry's first five years here" Dumbledore started.

"Yes, but what does this have to do with the heir of Elendil?"

"We allowed them to be written, so that the heir would find out about Hogwarts and our world" Dumbledore finished.

"Now if you'll excuse me, I must know write to two very old friends and ask them to come here to Hogwarts to teach," said Dumbledore, "and then I must write to the heir of Elendil and take him to Diagon Ally to get his supplies, after which I will bring him here to do some catch-up studies, so that he may join his age group, the 7th years."