Disclaimer: none of these characters are mine! I got them off jk she’s the best writer ever!
And I would like to thank the beta Binks for helping me on this fic!
Harry Potter and the Heir of Gryffindor
Disclaimer: None of these characters are mine. I got them off of JK. She's
the best writer ever!
There was a voice. He didn't know whose voice it was, but it was cold. It then chanted,
"Avada Kedavra."
"AHHHHH!" Harry awoke from a terrible nightmare. It wasn't a pretty one
either. He had seen Voldermorts face; those horrible snake like eyes. When
you think about them, it feels as if a bucket of ice water was being poured
over you.
Harry, who couldn't get back to sleep, thought that he would sit at his
desk.
He glanced at his watch, gave a surprised look, and realized that he had
been sixteen for five minutes.
He was due to start his sixth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and
Wizardry that year.
Harry stared outside for a few moments before he noticed four owls flying
towards his window. He eagerly opened the window to let them in. The first
was his own Hedwig, a snowy white owl. Harry untied the package Hedwig had
brought him; a long thin package. Wondering what on earth it could be, he
felt himself tremble while he silently opened it. The last thing Harry
needed was to awaken the Dursleys. Inside the package was a Firebolt 2000,
which caused Harry to beam just like Dobby the houself.
Harry picked up the letter that appeared to have been from all of the
order, even Snape. Snape had written his name scruffily, which didn't
surprise Harry at all. It was also signed by Hermione Granger, his friend
from Hogwarts, her parents, both Muggle dentists, and from all of the
Weaslys.
Harry immediately sent replied with a letter of thanks to every Order
member. When he was finished, and his hands covered in ink stains, he caught
sight of another envelope. He picked it up, wanting to know who else would
write to him, and was shocked to learn that it was from Mad Eye Moody
Harry cleared his throat before reading,
Harry, how would you like to meet the England Quidditch team? A certain
member with purple hair knows the Seeker, Sara Charles, and has asked that
you, Mr. Ronald Weasly, Miss Hermione Granger, and Miss Ginny Weasly a
chance to train with the team for a day. Do not repeat the contents of this
note to anybody. We shall arrive sometime during your Birthday. Don't bother
with the Muggles. Hope you enjoy your new broomstick.
Moody.
The letter that he wrote does not seem like the type of note Moody would
write. He is paranoid that people are always up to something and would
refrain from giving out Order members names and endangering their lives.
Harry Potter swelled with excitement. He was leaving the Dursleys tomorrow.
After he had the time of his life thinking about training with the England
International Quidditch team, and picturing the expression on Ron's face for
not being able to train with the Chuddley Cannons, when he turned his
attention next to Percy Weasly's owl, Hermes
Harry stared in amazement at Hermes before realizing that there was an
official looking envelope tied to his outstretched leg. Harry wondered what
it could mean while he untied the letter. Hermes was brought over to
Hedwig's cage before Harry read the letter,
Harry, good to being able to write to you after our difficulty the pervious
summer. Hope you are well. I am writing to you to inform you that I was
promoted to Minister of Magic status. I request that you refrain from
messing about with your wand, and performing magic in the presence of
Muggles such as your cousin, or I would be forced to have it snapped and
expell you from Hogwarts in which you are currently about to begin your
sixth year. It has been my choice that there would be no hearing set up for
you if this is the case, and you would automatically be sent to the Muggles
you live with.
Minister of Magic,
Percy Weasly
What a smart ass, Harry thought as he tore up the piece of parchment. He
hated Percy for leaving the Weaslys.
Harry, who decided to save the next letter until morning, watched as the
owl suddenly transformed into Fawks.
Harry whispered, so as not to awaken his Uncle Vernon, that he would release
the Phoenix from its burden.
Harry, who had seen the Hogwarts Crest on one of the letters, thought that
they must have been his O.W.L results and his booklist for Hogwarts. He
would open his results with Ron and Hermione. The other envelope, on the
other hand, was a plain everyday letter
. He opened it and read:
Harry, hope you are well after what had happened earlier this summer. I need
a word with you after the start of term feast. I request that you arrive at
my office to hear something dreadfully important. Remember, I am not forcing
you to come but if you feel you should than please do.
Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts.
What would Dumbledore need with him? Before Harry fell asleep, he remembered
his new Firebolt and the day that would be awaiting him within a few hours.
Suddenly, he remembered that the hand writing matched Hermione's, which had
been on the leg of one final owl.
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The next morning Harry had awoken himself at exactly eight a.m. He could
smell; bacon being made on the stove, but he didn't get his hopes up for an
equal share. Harry changed and went down to breakfast in the Kitchen.
Already in the kitchen were the settled Dursleys who were practicing their
usual tactics of ignoring Harry. Of course, Harry was used to this by now.
While he ate his bacon, he was looking very happy. Uncle Vernon could not
handle Harry being happy about something, so he finally barked, "What are
you happy about, boy?"
Harry replied in a noticeably cheery voice, "Nothing, Uncle Vernon. I just
had a good sleep."
Harry, who was just about to finish his bacon, thought about the letter from
Hermione Granger. He didn't know why but he had butterflies just opening it.
He didn't know when he first realized that he had feelings from Hermione.
Hermione was his close friend for the past couple of years, and there was
simple no way that he would jeopardize his friendship with her to try and be
even closer.
He remembered that he better pack for his trip when his mind returned his
godfather, Sirius Black.
He had done well about forgetting about Sirius's death. He felt as if
Sirius was with him at all times when ever he felt sad. He felt better when
he imagined hearing Sirius's bark like laugh but he still missed him
terribly. Sirius was gone.
He started to pack his things.
After Harry had packed, he admired his Firebolt 2000 in an attempt to rid
his mind of Sirius. Most of the day, he imagined giving his old broom to
Ron.
Ron, who had never owned anything remotely close to a Firebolt, would be
over the moon when he found out about his gift.
When sunset came, Harry was sitting on the edge of his bed. After a few
moments, Dumbledore apparated into his bedroom and right at his side. Harry
jumped.
Dumbledore mentioned that Tonks, Alastor, and Remus were speaking with
the Dursleys.
"Harry, hope you have had an enjoyable summer after everything that has
happened." he said with his blue twinkling eyes.
Harry heard the unmistakable scream of Petunia Dursley.
Dumbledore walked down stairs, and five minutes later Harry Potter, Tonks,
Remus Lupin, and Alastor Moody were flying off to Grimmauld Place.
Dumbledore stayed to talk to the Dursleys.
When they arrived at Grimmauld Place, Harry saw Hermione. He had huge
butterflies in his stomach and thought about rereading Hermione's letter
before going to bed. Little did he know, Hermione had the same feeling when
she spotted Harry.
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