A Strange Change
Disclaimer: I don't own anything! Harry and his little pals are JK Rowling's (Lucky duck)
Chapter one
It was 11:59 p.m., and every one in #4 Privet Dr. was snuggled in their comfy beds and brilliant dreams of ice cream every one except for Harry. He would turn 15 in a minute and though he knew his family would not care he knew his friends would.
The boy's full name was Harry James Potter and he was a wizard. He lived with his Aunt Petunia and his Uncle Vernon Dursley and their son Dudley. They never understood him and treated him like crap. This summer was the worst he had ever had not only did he have to deal with them not feeding him or letting him out of his bedroom, but the memories of the third task plagued him like chicken pox. He had nightmares every night that caused great shadows to appear under his eyes.
Harry gazed out the window and at 12:00 a.m. on the dot several birds came in his window including a dilapidated elderly owl named Errol, the headmaster's prized phoenix whose name was Fawks, and a majestic falcon he had never seen before.
Errol was his friend Ron's family owl. Errol always appeared to be at the brink of extinction. Harry deposited the poor thing next to his own owl Hedwig in her cage after removing the poor creature's burden.
Happy Birthday! Harry,
How are ya! Boring over here! Mom is begging Professor Dumbledore to let you come over but he said you would be too busy most likely. Who knows what he's thinking the crazy wizard! Hope the muggles aren't treating you awful.
Ron
Harry smiled at his friend calling his own idol crazy! Though he could see what Ron meant the man was eccentric.
He looked over and the mysterious falcon dropped its burden on his lap.
My Dearest son,
Today is your 15th birthday! Happy Birthday! If you have received this letter sent by delay mail I have died. I am sorry I could not tell you this in person my child. You are not James' son. I had fallen in love with a teacher and when I found myself pregnant I feared for his job. I told my friend and confidant James Potter and he said he would marry me and masquerade as your dad. This was pretty nice since the man was totally gay. Though he loved you. If you have received this me and James are no longer here so I hope you get to know your dad, Filius Flitwick.
Your Mum
Lilly
P.S. Your real name is Fredrick Jon Flitwick. As soon as you put this letter down the charms I placed upon you will be lifted.
He put down the letter and knew no more.
If he had been conscious, he would have been in dreadful pain as his emaciated form morphed into that of a tiny teen who would be known from then on as Freddie.
A/N Tankies for reading! review please! And remember Flitwick loves you!
A/N No flames Please This is my first story so don't be mean