Truce_or_Dare
Eh,I'm starting a new fan-fic called Harry Potter and the Hallow's Eve.It is,of course after 6th year.It should be rated PG-13,but it might cross the line to R,because I can describe violence really good. 
Don't think that even matters.Here is chapter 1-The Final Goodbye
Harry sat at his desk,half-asleep.It was just around a week before he could finally leave the Dursleys forever.The Daily Prophet was laying in front of him,but he wasn't exactly reading.The newspaper itself was fatter than usual.All the usual headlines would be filled with murders and deaths of wizards and muggles,but there was one that Harry was re-reading over and over again.It said:
THE END OF AZKABAN
LAST NIGHT,ALL OF THE DEMENTORS OF AZKABAN
HAVE ESCAPED AZKABAN.FOLLOWING THAT,ALL THE
PRISONERS HAVE ALSO ESCAPED,INCLUDING LUCIUS
MALFOY,A CONVICTED DEATH EATER,AND A LOT OF
OTHERS.THE MINISTRY IS WORKING HARD TO STEP UP
A NOTCH ON THE SECURITY PLANS.ALSO THE MINISTER
SPOKE JUST AFTER THE ESCAPE."The wizarding world
is in more danger than ever before.This breakthrough
is just the beginning.I suggest everyone that cares for
their own,or for their families',safety,read the article on
Pg. 14 ALSO,THERE WAS SPECULATION THAT SOME
THING LIKE THIS WOULD HAPPEN.ALBUS DUMBLEDORE,
TWO YEARS AGO,TOLD THE WHOLE WIZENMAGOT THAT
THE YOU-KNOW-HOW WOULD FINALLY GET CONTROL OF
ALL THE DEMENTORS OF AZKABAN.(PG. 6 FOR MORE.)
Harry read the article one last time and got up to check for any signs of movement outside.Everywhere was dark except for the light coming from Miss Figg's house.Harry raised an eyebrow and went to bed.
Next morning,Harry woke up to a rainy morning.Harry got dressed,and went downstairs for breakfast.
The rest of the day passed by,as usual.The Dursleys wouldn't talk as much,ever since they heard that one of Uncle Vernon's relatives has been found dead,of natural causes,on his backyard patio,but,of course,
Harry knew that he didn't die just out of natural causes.
Harry finished his meal,and went upstairs.When he opened the door,a tiny owl twittered around and dropped a letter with Ron's writing on Harry's head.As Harry catched it,the owl flew out of his window.Harry closed the door and sat down to read the letter.It was really short.It said:
Hiya mate,
Moody and Tonks will be here on your birthday to pick you up
around 9. Your best friend,
Ronald Weasley
P.S. Can't wait until you get here.
Harry read the letter over twice again befor putting it on his desk.
Harry went to bed and went fast asleep.
The rest of the week passed by without anything important happening.On the morning of Harry's birthday,Uncle Vernon was the one that woke up Harry,with his bellowing yells.Harry got up,remembering this being his last few hours with the Dursleys.He quickly went downstairs to eat breakfast.Before doing so,he told the Dursleys that a few people would be here at 9 to pick him up.Usually,Vernon would argue,but he simply nodded.Harry finished his breakfast and went to pack.He opened his trunks,and started picking up as much stuff as his hands could hold,and stuffed it into his trunks.He repeated this process several times before finally finishing up.Merely seconds after finishing up,Harry heard shrieks from downstairs.Harry opened the door to see Tonks followed by Mad-Eye coming upstairs.
"Wotcher,Harry!" Tonks,this time with long silver hair,greeted Harry.
Mad-Eye Moody took out his wand and muttered a spell on the trunks.The trunks floated up a few inches and floated downstairs.
"We must hurry up." Mad-eye Moody quickly grunted.
Harry,Tonks,and Moody went downstairs.Moody looked at Vernon.Vernon whinced a little.Tonks threw some Floo Powder into the fireplace,as emerald green flames burst through.
"The Burrow!" Tonks replied calmly.
"After you,Harry." Moody,for the first time smiling,said.
Harry went into the warm flames,looked at the Dursley's living room one last time,and took off.Harry immediately felt the dizzy sensation again.Harry could see quick glimpses of other living rooms before finally appearing at the Burrow.Fred and George were sitting in the living room and immediately started announcing Harry's appearance.
So,should I continue?Any suggestions?
Don't think that even matters.Here is chapter 1-The Final GoodbyeHarry sat at his desk,half-asleep.It was just around a week before he could finally leave the Dursleys forever.The Daily Prophet was laying in front of him,but he wasn't exactly reading.The newspaper itself was fatter than usual.All the usual headlines would be filled with murders and deaths of wizards and muggles,but there was one that Harry was re-reading over and over again.It said:
THE END OF AZKABAN
LAST NIGHT,ALL OF THE DEMENTORS OF AZKABAN
HAVE ESCAPED AZKABAN.FOLLOWING THAT,ALL THE
PRISONERS HAVE ALSO ESCAPED,INCLUDING LUCIUS
MALFOY,A CONVICTED DEATH EATER,AND A LOT OF
OTHERS.THE MINISTRY IS WORKING HARD TO STEP UP
A NOTCH ON THE SECURITY PLANS.ALSO THE MINISTER
SPOKE JUST AFTER THE ESCAPE."The wizarding world
is in more danger than ever before.This breakthrough
is just the beginning.I suggest everyone that cares for
their own,or for their families',safety,read the article on
Pg. 14 ALSO,THERE WAS SPECULATION THAT SOME
THING LIKE THIS WOULD HAPPEN.ALBUS DUMBLEDORE,
TWO YEARS AGO,TOLD THE WHOLE WIZENMAGOT THAT
THE YOU-KNOW-HOW WOULD FINALLY GET CONTROL OF
ALL THE DEMENTORS OF AZKABAN.(PG. 6 FOR MORE.)
Harry read the article one last time and got up to check for any signs of movement outside.Everywhere was dark except for the light coming from Miss Figg's house.Harry raised an eyebrow and went to bed.
Next morning,Harry woke up to a rainy morning.Harry got dressed,and went downstairs for breakfast.
The rest of the day passed by,as usual.The Dursleys wouldn't talk as much,ever since they heard that one of Uncle Vernon's relatives has been found dead,of natural causes,on his backyard patio,but,of course,
Harry knew that he didn't die just out of natural causes.
Harry finished his meal,and went upstairs.When he opened the door,a tiny owl twittered around and dropped a letter with Ron's writing on Harry's head.As Harry catched it,the owl flew out of his window.Harry closed the door and sat down to read the letter.It was really short.It said:
Hiya mate,
Moody and Tonks will be here on your birthday to pick you up
around 9. Your best friend,
Ronald Weasley
P.S. Can't wait until you get here.
Harry read the letter over twice again befor putting it on his desk.
Harry went to bed and went fast asleep.
The rest of the week passed by without anything important happening.On the morning of Harry's birthday,Uncle Vernon was the one that woke up Harry,with his bellowing yells.Harry got up,remembering this being his last few hours with the Dursleys.He quickly went downstairs to eat breakfast.Before doing so,he told the Dursleys that a few people would be here at 9 to pick him up.Usually,Vernon would argue,but he simply nodded.Harry finished his breakfast and went to pack.He opened his trunks,and started picking up as much stuff as his hands could hold,and stuffed it into his trunks.He repeated this process several times before finally finishing up.Merely seconds after finishing up,Harry heard shrieks from downstairs.Harry opened the door to see Tonks followed by Mad-Eye coming upstairs.
"Wotcher,Harry!" Tonks,this time with long silver hair,greeted Harry.
Mad-Eye Moody took out his wand and muttered a spell on the trunks.The trunks floated up a few inches and floated downstairs.
"We must hurry up." Mad-eye Moody quickly grunted.
Harry,Tonks,and Moody went downstairs.Moody looked at Vernon.Vernon whinced a little.Tonks threw some Floo Powder into the fireplace,as emerald green flames burst through.
"The Burrow!" Tonks replied calmly.
"After you,Harry." Moody,for the first time smiling,said.
Harry went into the warm flames,looked at the Dursley's living room one last time,and took off.Harry immediately felt the dizzy sensation again.Harry could see quick glimpses of other living rooms before finally appearing at the Burrow.Fred and George were sitting in the living room and immediately started announcing Harry's appearance.
So,should I continue?Any suggestions?
