A Harry Potter Fan Fiction
By Ceton Tate
Our story begins on a small street in Surrey,England. A regualar street that had regular square houses that all looked the same.All the gardens were neatly arranged and the lawns were all clipped just so.
A boy walked down this particular street which is by the name of Privet Drive.He walked deep in thought and he had his hands in his pockets with a stick poking out of a belt loop in his pants.The stick looks remarkably like a wand,which that in fact,it was..
This is Harry Potter a young wizard by the age of 16,had defeated evil many,many times but was actually very lonely and unhappy.He walked slowly up the garden path of number four Privet Drive.
Harry opened the door slowly to his aunt and uncle's house,The Dursley's.Harry had been living there ever since he was a baby and his parents had been killed by the evil wizard Voldemort and when he turned to kill Harry the spell back fired and he turned into a sort-of evil spirit.Yet,now Lord Voldemort was back even after the years Harry had held him at bay,he was back and Harry was as miserable as ever.His friends still couldn't write much for fear of mail interception,not by the Ministry of Magic like it used to,but by Voldemort's own supporters,the Death Eaters.
Harry looked in through the door to see if his cousin was home.The Dursley's believed that anytime their son Dudley came home was the perfect time and anytime after that was much too late.Apparently Dudley hadn't arrived yet so Harry sprinted up the stairs to his room.
He opened the door and something small and fluffy hit the side of his head and made him lose his balance. When Harry finally got the focus back into his eyes he looked down at the floor to see what had hit him.He smiled to see his best friend,Ron Weasley's,owl Pigwidgeon.The owl had a package and a letter.Harry was glad that Ron hadn't forgotten his birthday and reached down to pick up the owl.He took off the package and the letter and placed the owl in Hedwig's,cage.Hedwig was Harry's own owl.Harry quickly unwrapped the package which held a cake,a pack of Bertie Bott's Every Flavored Jelly Beans and a birthday letter from Mrs.Weasley telling him they'll come to take him to the Burrow as soon as possible. Harry tore open the letter.It read thus........
Dear Harry
How are you mate?It's quite boring here really.Are you Ok about the whole you-know-who thing last June? Sirius dieing was really bad,i'm so sorry about it.The Thought welts on my arms should be gone soon. You know I could swear they've been getting closer to my brain each day but the swelling has left so I must be going mad.You should've see Fred and George when I told them everything that happened after they left last year.They laughed so hard they cried.They do feel for you though,no mistaking that.They're joke shop is really doing great.I went to see it and it was wicked!But they're scum,they won't give me anything for free! Oh,well,can't complain.They're giving half of all their profits to mum and dad.That's really sporting of them if you ask me. Maybe Ginny and I can get new books this year instead of used. Oh and Percy's back.After Fudge announced you-know-who was out and Dumbledore was right,he came straight home. Mum's been so happy for weeks,she's been crying. It's kind of sickening. Have you spoken to Hermione lately? I haven't because,well,at the train station in June,just before we left,I sort of,well....I kissed her,soft mind you.She wasn't mad just surprised I think. I hope she isn't sore at me. Well,I hope to see you at Diagon Alley next week if the muggles will let you out. My dad is going to try and get you out of there the day before we leave to go so I hope to see you before then.
Sincerely,
Ron
Harry smiled at the letter and hid both that and the package in a floor board under his bed.