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Harry Potter and the Corridor of Time
I wrote this a while ago, just after Goblet of Fire came out, it's a possible 5th year for Harry and Co.
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The weather was very strange for a mid July night. Lightning and thunder filled the sky. Rain poured forth from the heavens and soaked the earth. The rain pounded ruthlessly against Harry's window. The thunder shook the entire house on Privet Dr. Flashes of lightning illuminated the room.
Harry glanced at the clock. Ten minutes he thought Only ten minutes until I'm 15. A particularly loud clap of thunder rang through the night sky. Harry shuddered and pulled his single quilt up closer around his shoulders. He flipped the torch back on, shined it back on the text and read:
The Bearisk potion is highly useful and has many uses. It can be used as an antidote to many different poisonous substances such as grindylow blood and harpy spittle. This simple potion has also been known to cure minor cases of insanity and Muggle Fever.
The wind howled through the tree outside. Harry looked up from his work. The green glow of his clock caught his eye. It was now 12:01, he was now officially 15 years old. The rain outside lightened and the wind ceased. The room was silent. Harry placed his books under the loose floorboard and fell asleep listening to the distant rumblings of thunder.
The morning began with Dudley bounding downstairs and making as much noise as possible. Harry grabbed his glasses off the dresser and got dressed. As he turned to go downstairs for breakfast there was a tapping on the window. Harry ran to the window and let in the two owls perched on his window sill.
One of the owls was his own owl Hedwig and there other belonged to his best friend Ron. Harry untied the letter from Pig's leg first and watched as the tiny owl fluttered around the room and out the window. Hedwig stood motionless in silent reprimand of Pigwidgen as Harry untied the packages from her leg. He tossed the letters on his bed and ran downstairs for his meager breakfast.
At the table, Dudley sat with his head down over his plate. Aunt Petunia's diet plan was even more extreme than last year, although now it only applied to Harry and Dudley. After last years fiasco Petunia and Vernon had decided that they needed more than a quarter grapefruit to survive. Harry and Dudley both stared longingly at the mountain of eggs bacon and toast that completely covered Petunia's and Vernon's plates. Dudley let out a sigh large enough to match his extreme weight as his mother placed a pea sized muffin upon his plate. Harry mimicked his cousin as Petunia placed an even smaller muffin on his own plate. Harry swallowed the morsel without chewing and ran upstairs to open his mail.
"Hello Hedwig!" he called as he raced into his room. "How are you?" Hedwig answered with a polite hoot and stepped sideways to reveal an empty food tray. Harry filled the empty dish and began to laugh. "You get more food than I do!"
After putting Hedwig's food away Harry threw himself onto the bed. He picked up the neatly folded letter that Hedwig had delivered. Almost immediately he recognized the small tidy script as that of his friend Hermione. Unfolding the note with more haste now, Harry began to read:
Dear Harry, How are you? I am fine. I hope this letter reaches you in good condition. Mum and Dad send their best wishes to you. In fact, my parents have asked me to invite you and my other friends from school up for the rest of the summer. They would really like to meet you. The Weasley's have offered to pick you up tomorrow in their new car. You will come, won't you? If not, tell Ron when he comes by your house. See you tomorrow! Till Then Hermione
Harry made a mental note to ask his uncle about going to Hermione's. Putting the note aside, Harry picked up the second letter. Unsealing the envelope, Harry took out the next letter.
harry- have you got hermiones letter yet? we are going to have tons of fun. i dont have much time, mums calling, see you tomorrow with or without muggle permission. -ron
"I can't believe them!" Harry muttered angrily, "Neither one of them mentioned my birthday!" Never the less, he was happy. Harry drug out his trunk and packed his belongings for the following day.
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Yeah, I know, its short, but I have the next few chapters pre-written so I should be able to crack them out in a timely manner.
