Finally chapter 4 sorry it took so long guess I was just being lazy, that and my stupid computer wouldn't let me enter my account. It kept saying something about too much traffic or whatever. So now we know Danny is a wizard and that he's going to Hogwarts. For those who are still confused on what the headache was this might help a bit. It was the magic trying to get out ok that should help. Enough with my big mouth let the story continue shall we?

Chapter 4

Snape arrived at the castle around seven and took quick strides across the wet grass of the school grounds. He ignored peeves who was busy stuffing troll snot into some of the suits of armors. They rewarded the annoying protaginest with some jabs with their spears and swords before returning to their original still positions.

Walking in the direction of the headmasters office. He gave the gargoyle the password of chocolate frogs, and proceeded forward as soon as the piece of stone moved to allow Snape to pass. Inside was Professor McGonagall and several other Hogwart teachers all sitting in one of the chairs anxiously waiting some sort of news from the Order. They turned their heads when Snape entered the room.

"Severus, back so soon?" McGonagall said quite surprised. Usually Dumbledore took at least a day or two and it's hasn't even been a day yet. Something must of happen for Snape to have returned so fast and without the head master. "Is something wrong?"

"Wait Minerva," piped tiny Professor Flitwick, "let him rest a bit before we pesture him with our questions." Snape nodded his head and walked over to vacant seat and sat down taking in a few deep breaths.

"Professor Dumbledore has decided to recruit a new student to Hogwarts," many teachers were confused. It was McGonagall who asked before anybody got the chance to.

"That isn't new, there are always new students every year Severus, what's so special about that?" she burrowed her brows, clearly there was something much more serious to this, but what was it.

"The new student is from the United States, and..." he paused for a second to try to find the best way to put what he wants to say into words, "he will be staying here to catch up on four years of magic for the rest of the summer."

They were stunned at the news, why was Dumbledore taking in a student who needs to catch up on four years of magic, and a foriegn student too. But then again he was the one who accepted a werewolf to study here as well, what ever the reason they were sure he had a good reason to.

They hoped.

"Is there something... special about this child?" asked the Herbology teacher, Professor Sprout, a short little witch who had so much dirt on her robes and patched up hat that no amount of magic or washing could get the now permanent earth color out. She has also head of Hufflepuff one of the four houses at Hogwarts.

"The boy seems to pocess a large amount of magic that he can control, even without a wand or spell," Snape stated stiffly watching the expressions of the teachers who couldn't believe at what Snape had just said.

"Severus... are you sure?" Professor Sprout said in a baffled voice.

"Quite, I saw it with my own eyes, including Dumbledore as well," he responded. No one spoke all busy with their own thoughts, last time they heard of a wizard or witch who could already control magic by their own will, without a wand or spell...

Was it possible that this could be another one or even a more powerful one?

"Well then, you should probably discuss this when Dumbldore gets back from his trip," said McGanagall stiffly.

"Actually that won't be necessary my dear," said a rather amused voice from behind. There standing at the doorway was a smiling Dumbledore with the usual twinkle in his blue eyes. "I believe I have some explianing to do and just as Severus has said before, we will have a new and intresting student joining us this year."

"Professor Dumbledore your back so soon?" stuttered McGanagall who had finally been taken out of her shock when the tall man had spoken. Dumbledore was slightly chuckling at the teachers' reaction at his sudden arrival.

"Yes, I am and there is a matter of extreme importance that I must discuss with each and everyone of you," he raised his hand to stop any questions that the stunned teachers may have been ready to ask him, "The student's name is Daniel Fenton and he is a muggle-born wizard. I checked his parents when I visited them and I can reasure you he is the only wizard there. He will be spending the summer at Diagon Alley in the Leaky Cauldron for his own protection. No one is to say a word about his talents to anyone, is that clear?" he anounced the last part in a severe tone that told them that this one something that couldn't even be slightly disobeyed. Resuming his former posture he resumed, "Hagrid will take him to Diagon Alley so he may buy his supplies there a-"

The door burst open to reveal a very large man witha tangled, bushy beard and hair, his voice boamed out like thunder when he spoke, "Professors is it true that..." he stopped shortly when he saw the old, bearded man in the room,"Oh, Professor Dumbledore you're back," he said suprised, "I didn't mean to interubt anything... it's just that..."

"It's quite alright Hagrid, we were actually finished and actually there is something of the utmost importance that I must discuss with you..."

"Are you serious!" exclaimed Sam, "You an actual wizard, Danny that is so cool!" Danny had just finished telling Sam, Tucker and Jazz the news. Jazz went completely balistic with glee, while Tucker was laughing his head off clutching his sides. "It's not funny Tucker," Sam shot Tucker a dirty look that got him to at least control some of his laughter.

"I can't believe that my baby brother is actually a wizard," said Jazz, ignoring the way Danny's cheeks burned red. "Just imagine you'll learn more about your powers and about different fields of science and academic levels that will help you develope and interact with your limits,"

As usual, Danny had no idea what Jazz ment by that, so he just nodded his head in agreement. All four of them had been discussing the matter for some time now. It was decided that they would take care of the problems here, and if there was anyway huge problem that they couldn't handle they'd try to reach Danny, and he'd be there as soon as possible. Sure they would miss each other, but they all had to agree that it was the best thing for everyone. Dumbledore had left a letter that explained everything that Danny would need including when he should leave to the airport, and where to go from there.

To a muggle, as Danny had comed to learn ment nonmagical human, it looked like an ordinary letter of suplies, but to a magical eye it had things like spell books instead of text books, and potion ingrediants instead of the types of items that were allowed there. Apperently technology didn't work at Hogwarts, much to Tuckers dismay, because there was so much magic in the air. Danny could, however, could have either an owl, bat, cat, a toad, or anyother magical pet they sold in a place called Diagon Alley.

Since it was a magical school, Danny decided to take some of the magical items he had found or colleted from ghost hunting. Maybe the teachers there would know a bit more about them.

"Just when we thought you couldn't get any wierder you suprise us," joked Tucker. Danny shot him a dirty look at that.

"Look who talking Mr. Universe," Danny countered.

"What?" Tucker said confused, then in a smug tone, "I'm pretty normal," Danny, Sam, and Jazz only ducked their heads to keep from laughing out loud. To spare what little dignity ther friend still had, God only knew he had enough ego to counter it. This techno-geek would do just about anything to get a pretty girl to go out with him. Something Sam and Danny took full advantage of on his last birthday for actually creating an actual album called 'Danny an Sam fuzzy moments'.

Needless to say they weren't very... happy when they found it. After destroying all evidence, Tucker found him cornered in an alley by an angry goth and an angry ghostboy. Tucker learned a lesson, as the mysterious foot print on his butt kept reminding him. Never let Sam and Danny into his room ever agian! Still, it was a good thing he had uploaded the whole thing to his computer and PDA for his own personal enjoyment.

"Danny this so amazing, you won't forget us will you?" asked Sam playfully. Danny smirked at this.

"Of course not, I mean who could ever forget you three," he laughed as the other teens in the room each threw a pillow at him. Soon it was an all out pillow fight, every man or woman for themselves. They all ended up laughing on the floor, too bad that they wouldn't be able to see Danny until Christmas.

"Well I better finish packing," he said, "You guys better go home it's almost ten." Sam and Tucker nodded and said their good-byes before heading home. Danny watched them from his window, forgetting that there was someone else in his room.

"So, are you gonna miss Sam lover boy?" sneered Jazz. Danny growled at his sister while hs face discovered a new shade of red that Jazz didn't think was humanly possible. "Well night bro, in a few days your off to England!" she said quickly and cheerfully before bolting out the door before Danny even had a chance to talk. He sighed and got back to packing, since the letter said there were uniforms, Danny was taking his photo album, sketch book, and several other things all in all it only took up a duffel bag. He finished packing and crawled into bed.

His parents had been proud of the fact that he was taking part in such a great program. He still felt guilty aout not telling them but it wasn't forever, just until the time was right. He was about to go to sleep when he heard the soft tapping of something outside his window. Outside was an owl holding a piece of parchment in his beak, th efirst time it happened it scared the hell out of him. Though this time it only mildly surprised him. Danny opened the window to let the bird in. It landed gracefully on his chair, handed him the letter, and took off once more. He opened it.

Dear Danny,

For an advance warning there will be a man by the name of Rubius Hagrid

awaiting to escort you to Diagon Alley and help you purchase your supplies.

You will be staying at the Leaky Cauldron and are not to leave Diagon Alley without

telling a Mr. Tom there. You will have a lot of studying to do, to catch up, Hagrid will

explain the rest when you arrive. At Hogwarts I will like to intruduce you to the rest of the staff

so that they might also help you with your talents. Professor Snape, the man you met when

I met you the first time warned the other teachers, it is up to you if you'd like to demonstrate

your gifts in front of them though. I look forward to seeing you this year at Hogwarts.

Yours Truely,

Albus Dumbledore

PS, please attach an answer to this letter if you recieved it.

Grabbing pen from his desk, Danny scrawled a quick message down on the empty space at the bottom and tied it on to the owl, who waited patiently while the blue eyed boy tied it to its leg. When that was done, it took off into the night sky while Danny watched it fly away until it was nothing more than a tiny black speck. Sighing he settled into bed once more and closed his eyes...

"So, Sam are you gonna miss Danny," Tucker asked innocently enough. But Sam already knew what he meant by it with the tone he had used when he had said it.

"Tucker how many times do I have to tell you, I don't like Danny that way, he's my best friend," she said annoyed by the boy walking beside her. There weren't too many cars this time of night and the street lights were already on. Luminating the street in a yellowish light, maybe a cat or dog were rumaging through the garbage in one of the alleys they passed.

"Hmm, you keep saying that and maybe I'll consider believing,"

"Tucker do we want to have to repeat the whole little Album incident?" she had a gleam in her eyes that her two best friends had learned a long time ago was never a good thing. Tucker gulped nervously and walked a few steps farther than Sam. Say about a good length just in case he needed a quick getaway from the fiery goth.

They walked in silence for a few minutes until they reached Sam's house, "Well see ya Tucker," she waved good-bye as her friend walked a few blocks farther to his house. He wazed back and continued down the street lighted sidewalk until he reached his house. None of them noticed that watching them ever since they left Danny were three tall, evil creatures.

There seemed to be a sudden gloom that loomed over the small abondoned part of the village graveyard that seemed to never leave. Even on the most perfact, sunniest day, it could bring the highest spirits down. Which is why a certian dark, tall, hooded figures seem to relish in the arua it gave off. These creature were known as dementors. Evil, putrid being that sucked all the happiness out of anything, their most dangerous power was called by wizards, the dementor's kiss, it sucked the soul out of a person leaving them am empty shell. A fate worse than death.

The very sight of them seemed to be the sight of death itself. But for a certian wizard, they were the perfect creatures to have under his control. They were currently passing information on to their new master after keeping watch on someone who Lord Voldemort was showing intrest in. After, three of the death eaters had returned he had sent the dementors there to watch the boy themselves and then report back to tell him what they thought.

Right now they seemed to be talking through telepathic communication. (I just made that up)

The boy gives off a very unique signal that is almost impossible to trace, even for us.

"I see, what else is there?" this had impressed him greatly, the child showed more promise than he thought.

Yes, he seems to know about many things that may intrest you greatly. The boy can seem to somehow fight off our attempts to pry his mind to find his fear. But then we only used a small amount. The best way to approach the child is when he's alone. But he never is, two pitiful muggles are always sticking close to him.

This didn't please him one bit, he would have to learn more about the child if he was to find out his weakness. Luckily he already had a spy inside the castle to moniter him every day. He dismissed the creatures who fled into the dark woods. No doubt to go back to their jobs at the wizard prison Azkaban.

The Dark Lord hissed a few words and a large snake slithered out from under a tombstone. "My sweet pet, I need you to alert a few of you relatives to keep an eye on a certian someone," he hissed. The snake bowed its head and headed in the same directions as the dementors went. With that taken care of Voldemort moved onto the next matter he needed to attend to.

Moving swiftly to an old church that was now crumbling, and heading to a bronze dish that had snakes carved into it he pointed his wand at the water in it. The water turned white and swirled until the hooded face of one of his followers appeared on the surface.

"Listen and listen closely," he hissed in a cold voice to the man in the water. "I want you to make sure that Dumbledore won't be able to sense our little friend is that clear,"

"Yes my lord, the spy is ready and in position, we may have not been able to reach the boy before Dumbledore," he figure spat out the name like it was the lowest of the low. "But rest assure our chance to grab him will come,"

"Make sure that no mistakes happen, other wise you'll be next in one of my little tasks,"

The figure fliched at the thought of eing one of his master's victims. When the water faded and the face of those cold, red eyes were gone the death eater breathed out a sigh of relief he hadn't even realised that he was holding in. He turned over the papers on his desk making sure that no one would get suspicious of why his work was being turned in late.

Now I just sit and wait...

Fridat seemed to come way o quickly before Danny knew it he had said good-bye to his family and friends, boarded the plane and got ready for take off. He watched as Amity Park got smaller and smaller until all that he could see was the ocean and the clouds in the sky. The movie that has playing as pretty lame so he decided to read the book that Sam had given him as a good-bye present.

Salem's Lot was a pretty good book, or so Sam said, and she had thought that Danny would like it to take with him. She was right, it was pretty good. Soon though, he fell asleep somewhere while the plane was crossing the middle of the Pacific Ocean.

He woke up around dawn, rubbing his eyes he looked out the window to find London only a few minutes away.

"Ladies and gentlemen we will be arriving in London International Airport shortly, please secure all personal belongings and return your strays to their up right positions, Thank-you!" she said over the intercom in a very annoying and perky voice that would have made Sam gag at the sound. Danny buckled down and waited as the plane decended down.

Well, this is it...

Hagrid was not in the best moods at the moment. Sure he was here on Dumbledore's orders but that didn' mean that he had to like it one bit. The way all the muggles kept looking at him was very annoying along with all the noise that came from the airplanes that were coming and going all the time. To the half-giant they were noisy pieces of metal that are a waste of time and much too slow for him. Still he had to agree that the one thing about the airport was that they made some great coffee at the StarBucks.

He waited for about ten minutes enjoying the warm drink in his hand. Meanwhile Danny had just gotten his bag and was looking around for this Hagrid. When he saw a rather large man sitting at a table ouside he airport StarBucks. If he had to wager a guess that must be the Hagrid he was supose to meet.

Hagrid spotted a black haired, blue eyed boy but didn't put any attention to him, he just blended in too much to be a wizard. The boy headed his direction and stopped in front of him looking unsure.

"Hi, are you Hagrid?" he asked nervously.

That's it next will be Danny's little shopping trip with Hagrid as they get to know one another. Harry and the rest probably won't come until later but you never know. I might change my mind now I got to work out the knots in my neck and put some ice on my fingers. Who knew typing could hurt so much?