A young boy lay on his bed, as the wooden sides creaked under the weight and a pinch of dust raised from under the matress and into the air.
The sun was going down slowly as it's last shines of ray made its way down onto the window sill and slightly warmed the room.
Harry who suddenly shivered, got up onto his feet; cracking under the weight, and made his way over the the window and was about to shut it as a white animal flutted under his nose and did a sudden dive through the window, and just in time.
Harry turned around to see Hedwig swopping around his room and slowely purching on his desk, a letter attached to her leg.
She gave a hoot of achievement and waited for Harry to take the letter.
cool! is this the one with uh, how can i say this without spoiling the story...hermione and someone getting it together? if it is please please can i join in? its just if it is, we were all talking about it in your thread and....can i please join in?
yes you may join, and im going to be strict and say that anyone who wants to join, can please pm me here.... and anyone who starts up OT conversation will get in serous trouble
story:
Harry took the letter, stroked Hedwig gently, sat on his bed and read the letter.
Hi Harry
I know you're really bored and everything at the muggle's house, but dad promises he'll come and bring you to our place. I dunno when, but the sooner the better eh? Hermione's coming too, at the same time as you. Bill and Charlie are here as well. Percy has almost stopped ignoring Dad and Mum, he's writing but refuses to come over.
I'll send you another letter later, either tomorrow or the day after, as soon as we've got everything sorted out.
See You Soon,
Ron
PS. I've sent some of Mum's muffins along for you to eat.
Harry closed Ron's letter and Hedwig held out her other leg for Harry to take a small pouch in which was the muffins. There were a good deal in there, nearly twenty-five, but Harry only ate one. I'll eat some more later Harry thought, savouring the taste of Mrs Weasley's exceptionally great chocolate chip muffins.
I have a suggestion, before you put the letter, normally I'd think you'd say something about it being Ron's handwriting. just a suggestion for the future letters. thx.
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nooo!
i just erased what i wrote!
ok my turn again.
Harry lay back on his bed as he ate the delicious muffin. He hoped that Mr. Weasley would come to get him soon. The Durselys had ignored him for the most part this summer. They allowed him to do whatever he wanted to do as long as it didn't invovle money. He was often left in the house alone, a new experience for him. Even Dudley, who had taken up sports the past year, didn't bother to torment him. Living with the Dursleys on no. 2 Privet Drive was a very boring existance.
Harry needed adventure...magic...enemies...life-or-death situations. He needed to get away from the mundane life on the drive.
At that moment, Harry saw Sirius' mirrior on his bedside table. He hadn't seen the mirrior since the end of the school year. Harry was tried to remember putting the in his room. He couldn't have forgotten about unpacking it for he hadn't unpacked anything. There was no possible way that it was the same mirrior.
Suddenly, Harry's train of thought was broken as the mirrior began to glow...
how's that?
it's not as good as the one i erased....
Harry sat bolt right up on his bed, half the muffin he was eatting dropped to the ground, as Hedwig flew to the ground to eat the crumbles now on the ground.
Harry tilted his head a bit to the side to see what the Mirror was lit up for. It glowed from stonger to weak, a faint blueie green colour emerdged out of it as he slowly regained the musels in his legs and stood up.
He walked over slowely to the mirror which had now slipped over and was flat down on the ground, making a small humming noise. Harry could feel the sweat poring off his face, after last year he had lost all hope or hearing or seeing Siruis again, everything was lost for him. But some how it seemed to of coime back, but there seemed to be a force in Harry, stopping him from moving forward, from reaching the mirror.
He finally was standing nearly ontop of the mirror on the ground, as Harry bent down to pick it up, and his hands touched the cold cerface and tilted it a bit towards the ceiling, Harry then relised what the light was, it was a glowing normal light at all, it was the "Dark Mark"
~~ I couldn't remember what the sign was called..... my bad. and i dont think that the dursleys live at number 2 Privet drive raenef v, but other then that, good work guys!
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