Chapter 8

Harry's Story

After last night, I was so tired I fell asleep in less then 5 minutes. The next morning however, I was in no mood to wake up. It took me ages to finally drag myself out of bed and into the Great Hall for breakfast. I was tired and desperately wondered, why couldn't we stay in bed longer? It just wasn't fair.

The head of our house, Professor Flitwick went around with the time table for our year. That thing was completely demented! How the heck was I supposed to manage to remember it all? It was completely mental. Classes ran until 4:00 pm and right now it was only 8:00! Classes started in half an hour! And I had no idea where anything was!

"Anna," I asked, leaning over to her (she also got put in our house), "do you have any idea where our first class is?" she looked at the timetable.

"Yeah," she said, "Our first class is in Professor Snape's classroom. It's downstairs in the dungeons." I shivered. Somehow, that guy gave me the creeps. And to think he lived in the dungeons? Well, not literally lived, but taught? She had to be joking. Who in their right mind would actually cope with living somewhere like that?

As I expected, Potions class turned out to be boring. We had to take notes on how potions affected our daily lives and what categories they were classified into. What a pain. God, during the summer I had already read through that section of the textbook. To me, this was total review, and I was able to answer all the questions he threw at me. At first he looked a little impressed that I was getting all the questions but by the end of the lesson I knew he was pissed off that I was the only one who even raised their hand. Giovanna was even surprised with me and how I did.

"Since when did you get so smart?" she asked as we walked to Charms class.

"I looked through my books over the summer," I shrugged.

"More like covered the whole first year curriculum in 2 weeks," she laughed.

At 2:00 that afternoon we had a free period where we could do anything we wanted within the school grounds. It was basically like a break for half an hour. I was walking to the library in hope to find something more interesting then what we were learning in class when I just about bumped into Harry.

"There you are," he said.

"Hey,"

"You have a minute?" Harry asked.

"Yeah," I followed Harry out to the school's courtyard and sat down on a bench.

"So how has your day been?" Harry asked.

"Well, Snape hates me for being ahead of the class, McGonagall was shocked when I managed to turn a pin into a needle, and history of magic is boring because I've already read everything that we covered today," Harry laughed.

"You sound just like Hermione," he said, "always ahead of things,"

"Well, I'm trying to get as much as I can done so I don't have a pile of homework waiting,"

"True,"

"So, are you okay?"

"Hate Umbridge," Harry muttered, "she threw me into detention because she doesn't want to believe that Voldemort's back,"

"Voldemort?" I asked. Harry just sighed.

"Karina, I'm going to tell you everything now. And don't ask any ridiculous questions afterwards,"

"Okay,"

Harry's story began when he was one year old. At that time, there was a Dark Wizard who named himself Voldemort who started gaining followers, bought them over to the dark side. He wanted to control the whole wizarding world. Those who fought against him were either tortured until they couldn't bear it no longer, or killed. There was a group of wizards called the Order of the Phoenix that wanted to stop him, but it was no good. One by one, the order lost witches and wizards. Harry's parents were a part of this Order so Voldemort knew who they were.

One of Harry's parents' best friends betrayed them and sold them to Voldemort so he could keep his own life. Harry's parents fought like never before to get Voldemort out of their house. It was no good. Voldemort murdered them, He tried to set his wand on Harry, but for some reason, he just couldn't kill Harry. The curse back fired at Voldemort and he was left weak, without his own body to live in, wandering the earth for 14 years. Last year, though, he came back and killed Cedric Diggory, one of Harry's friends when they got transported their by port key to this weird graveyard by accident. Now, Voldemort's back and at full power. He had now set out to kill Harry, and frankly, who knows how much time Harry has left. Now, it's up to Harry to stop him.