A/N. I am trying my hands on a Harry Potter fiction. I have no idea how my story or characters will develop, but I will try with all my might to stay away from a Mary Sue and to keep the original figures in characters. I would appreciate any help immensely.
Disclaimer: Harry Potter and all the characters, places and names belong to J.K Rowling. Any original character belongs to me. I am not making any money out of this and I am doing it strictly out of my own (and hopefully others) entertainment.
Carrier Of A Secret (Jørn Dahl/David Forman)
Prologue.
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. It is the very best school of its kind in the world. The greatest witches and wizards, Godric Gryffindor, Helga Hufflepuff, Rowena Ravenclaw and Salazar Slytherin, founded it more than a thousand years ago.
The castle of Hogwarts is in a secret location, somewhere in the North, far from the prying eyes of Muggles (none magic people).
Students attend from the age of eleven and spend seven years in hard training and rigorous studying to master the art of magic.
Harry Potter was enjoying his third year at Hogwarts and was currently not active in any of the activities mentioned above. He was sitting alone in the library trying to make some sense out of everything that had happened so far this year and trying to figure out what would happen next.
He had almost blown up his aunt, which was, according to him, something she deserved. Technically it wasn't his fault, he couldn't control it. At the same time he had been terrified, an under aged wizard using magic outside the school grounds and in front of Muggles was punished with expulsion. Harry had even feared that they would throw him in Azkaban the prison fortress where they sent wizard criminals.
He had fled from his aunt and uncle and somehow ended up in the arms of Cornelius Fugde, the Minister of Magic himself.
Harry had avoided both expulsion and imprisonment because somebody wanted to kill him. Headmaster Dumbledore and Cornelius Fugde wanted to keep him safe, and Hogwarts was the safest place in the world. Ever since he was a baby someone had wanted to kill him, and his parents had made the sacrifice for him. He carried a lightning bolt shaped scar as a reminder of his first encounter with Lord Voldemort, and somehow he had gotten some of the Dark Lords power and talents. Speaking to snakes was one of them.
He had faced Lord Voldemort twice since then, and had nearly escaped the encounters alive. But this time it was one of Lord Voldemort's most loyal men who were after his blood, Sirius Black.
Harry Potter tried not to think about this, but it was a difficult thought to shake away. Professor Sybil Trelawny did not make things easier by foresee his gruesome death and by seeing death omens in his teacup. Professor Trelawny had a tradition of predicting the death of a student each year. So far she had been wrong. Harry just hoped that this year, she wouldn't be right.
Harry sighed deeply and decided that he had to start on the essay on the Shrinking Solution. He knew that no matter how hard an effort he put in his essay, professor Snape was going to give him a bad grade. Just thinking about Professor Snape made him angry, and he tightened the grip around his quill.
He sighed, rose from his chair and made his way towards the potion books. He skimmed through the section until he found what he was looking for. Just as he reached out to take the book another hand did the same.
"Oh. Sorry" The hand withdrew quickly. Harry turned and faced a small, skinny looking girl in Ravenclaw robes.
"You need this?" Harry asked indicating to the book.
"It's okay" the girl said quickly "I can probably find another book."
"What do you need it for?"
"Um…. it's for a essay on ingredients in a Shrinking Solution."
"Oh well, I am working on that as well. Maybe we can work together and share the book?" He looked at her and then noticed the blue button on her collar
"Aren't you a second year?"
"Yes"
"But, isn't this third-year-stuff?"
She blushed a little, but it was hard to tell with her face so well hidden in a lot of bushy black hair. "I am taking advanced classes"
"Oh" Harry answered simply not commenting why anybody want to take extra potion classes. "Shall we work together?"
"Okay" the girl said barley auditable.
"By the way, I am Harry Potter….but you probably knew that"
"My name is Maud Rena Epans. Most people call me Rena"
"Nice to meet you" Harry grinned not knowing that from this chance encounter, his life would take an entirely different route.
Carrier
of secret
No one wants to know
Show a little
conscience
Guardian of the palace
No one wants to go
Broken
hearted monster
