Chapter 1

The Jump, The Fire, and The New Ballet School

Please read my story, and Please reveiw I'll love you forever and ever Amen :) Oh and this as in Harry Potter is not and will never be mine. :(

Harry Potter was a ballet student at a very expansive ballet school. He worked harder and longer then any of the other students. Many of then thought he might be crazy for that but he did it because he wonted to prove himself to the people that his father didn't buy his way this far.

"Harry time to go."

"I wont to get this jump right."

"Harry you are the first to get here and the last to leave why don't you take tomorrow off you have been working to hard you might hurt yourself."

"Okay I'll leave but I won't promise to not come back tomorrow." Harry grinned.

"See ya Harry."

Walking home Harry wondered about that jump he had seen it done so many times that he could see it in his sleep but he had to get it. He just couldn't get it. He thought it might have been that he was too little. He turned the key to the door and walked in.

"Harry your home thank God."

"What happened mom?"

"They said on the news that a store near your ballet school was robbed and then set on fire. You are not going back to that school." His mom said walking to the living room. "You're going to Hogworts Ballet Actuary starting Monday."

"But mom."

"No buts I'm not having the only dancer in our family getting hurt in a neighborhood like that and that's it."

"Yes mom."

Walking to my room I can't stand the she would make me do this. I change into my pj's and go to bed.

Two-Day's later

Walking into the new school with my mom I wonder why she chose this place. It had pretty things here and snobby looking people. I didn't like it but if my mother wont's me to go here so I'll at least try this place out for a little while.

"Watch were your going four eyes." Said some pug-faced girl.

"Sorry" I muttered.

Walking into a room after my mother I saw that it was a room for male practice. I was pretty happy that I had changed before I had come so all I had to do was pull off my jeans and T-shirt.

"Lesson up" said a guy coming from the back as some girls came out behind him. "We have a new student and you will love him like you love me and the other students."

"Funny Mr. Dumbledore." Called the same pug faces girl he had bumped into a few minutes before.

"Ah here he is Harry was it Harry Potter." I nod and him he points to the wall. "We'll start with a stretch and then you can show me what you can do."

I walk over to the wall and do my stretches before I start. I get a few gasps when I do some moves I learned from my mother that most ballet guys couldn't do even if they were some of the best. I did a lot of the things I learned and many whispered or gasped till I had gotten to close to that pug faced girl and she tripped me when I was doing a spin and I fell. I glared up as her and she had an innocent look on here face.

"Maybe you should learn the simple before you learn the harder stuff." She said.

"If you hadn't tripped me then I wouldn't have fallen. You stupid pug-faced girl." I whisper back.

"That was good can you do some moves with a partner?"

"I'll try but I've never worked with another person."

"Well let try Zabini up and at um. Just make something up."

They tried something's but the guy seemed to wont to make a fool of Harry and Harry realized that and stopped.

"Sir I can't do this he is trying to making an fool of me and I don't like it."

"Hmm well why don't you all work on your jumps they could use some improvement."

I take a spot far for the others I really was not getting along with them. At the end of the day I stretched and put my jeans back on to get ready to leave when I bumped into another person.

'God I'm getting tired of this.' Harry thought before saying, "I'm sorry."

"It's okay." The person said.