"The-boy-who-possessed-ancient-magic."
Summary: The-boy-who-lived is being subjected to various changes that would one day change the fate of Wizarding World. However, petty teenager conflicts can harm the greatest of minds and Harry finds out that in the age of Mass Freedom, his best friend is still very conservative.
Rating: PG.
A.N: Just read and enjoy.
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Harry sat up in his bed abruptly. He has been having nightmares about Voldemort lately .But nowadays, they had become more intense. He always happened to see the night of the Third task of TriWizard Tournament, when he has been taken to Voldemort with the help of Barty Crouch. Voldemort was resurrected that day from his blood. He couldn't forget the voice of Voldemort ordering Wormtail aka Pettigrew to kill Cedric. He still blamed himself for Cedric's death. Sirius had desperately tried to force the idea out of his mind through his letters but Harry just couldn't get the point. Dursleys were as bad as ever. Dudley had not missed a single chance to harass Harry. He hadn't received any letters from any of his friends.
Now that Voldemort has resurrected, there was ten times more danger to Harry's life than ever before. Sirius had advised Harry to remain alert all time for any invasion of the Death Eaters. Though till now, there was none. But Harry was sure that once Voldemort gained power, which he had lost back in 1981 while he killed Harry's parents, he will come for him. At the times he received any of Sirius's letters, he couldn't help but remember Moody's growling voice shouting CONSTANT VIGILANCE! .Though he knew the fact that the Moody teaching at Hogwarts was an imposter, he believed that the imposter had to act just like the real Moody to fool the whole Ministry of Magic as well as Albus Dumbledore. The rise of the Dark Lord was acknowledged by the Ministry, as there were many attacks on innocent people in the Magical World as well as Muggle World though Cornelius Fudge, the Minister of Magic, was still too afraid to accept the fact. By his personal interviews, published in the Daily Prophet, he still believed that these attacks were organized by some remaining Death Eaters to start a panic.
Harry was still very angry at Fudge, for not believing him and taking him as abnormal and fame-hungry boy. However, he still believed and trusted Dumbledore. He had told everything, which had happened at graveyard, to Dumbledore. But Ron and Hermione were still in oblivion. Although Harry had won the TriWizard Tournament, he was not at all happy. Infact, he had given all his prize money to Weasley twins, Fred and George, for their shop Weasley Wizard Wheeses. 'I wonder what they have planned for it'. Harry thought.
After watching the time on clock, Harry quickly moved out of his bed. It was 7 `o` clock and Aunt Petunia would be on his door soon, ordering him to get up. Sure enough, she was on the door of his room in no time. "Wake up, boy. Now." She said in a angry voice. After knocking fiercely on the door few times, she went to the kitchen again. Harry dressed quickly and went down to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. He mentally prepared himself for a long and tiring day because Uncle Vernon seem to load more and more work on him with every passing day. Dudley was also not very helping.
As always his uncle was on his usual sofa set, reading the newspaper. "Morning Uncle Vernon." The boy said. Uncle Vernon paid no attention. Harry busied himself in preparing breakfast and thought about Hogwarts and Wizarding World.
"Pay attention boy. I don't want the same half-burned breakfast every day." shouted Uncle Vernon. Harry cursed him under his breath. He was very annoyed by the attitude of the Dursleys towards him. Quickly, he made the breakfast and went upstairs to his room, taking his breakfast with him. 'When will I return to Hogwarts? '. He thought. Today was 28th of July. There were two more days to his birthday and after forty-three days he will return to his real home, Hogwarts.
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His whole body was soaked with sweat. He slowly opened his eyes afraid to see the same nightmare which had haunted his dreams ever since his return from Hogwarts. After watching his usual room at #4 Private Drive, he took in a breath of relief. The words 'kill the spare' were echoing in his mind and filling his heart with the feelings of sorrow and guilt. He lifted his head to see the time on the half-broken wall clock. It was 31st July and he was going to be of 15 years of age in 5 minutes.
Sudden tapping on the window pulled him out of his thoughts. He stood up and opened the window. Out was Hedwig with Pig and other owls. He let them in and taken all of his letters from them. He opened the first letter. It was from Ron.
Hey Harry,
Happy Birthday! I hope Dursleys are treating you right. We asked Dumbledore about you living with us. But he said that you will be safer at Privet Drive. Sorry mate, but it seems that you have to cope with your Aunt and Uncle until you come to Hogwarts. I have sent your birthday present along with Pig. I hope you like it.
Ron
Harry opened the parcel that had come along with Pig. Inside it was a book with two broomsticks and a snitch on the cover. Harry read the title. 1100 moves for a seeker. Harry smiled. Now he had some thing to read in his spare time (if he have any) at Dursleys besides his school books. He moved his attention towards the second letter which was from Hermione.
Hey Harry,
Happy Birthday. How was your summer? I hope it was all right. I am very worried about you. You-Know-Who is gaining his power back very soon. There have been many attacks on the Ministry. I hope he will not consider attacking you. And if he will, well, there is some kind of protection around your Aunt and Uncle's house. But just incase, I have send you this book so you can learn some useful spells to protect yourself better. Guess what! I have been made a Prefect. I can't believe this! It was totally unexpected. I wonder who the other Prefect is. I hope that you are the other one. See you at Hogwarts then.
Love,
Hermione.
P.S: Ron hasn't told you but Ginny has informed me that Ron actually asked out a Muggle Girl! Wonder what you think about this. Knowing Ron…Well I better not say something that might hurt the ego of you guys, now that you have come of age. Okay, okay, I am just joking and by the way my affair with Krum didn't end too well. I was forced to slap him and said words about him that I daren't utter in front of my mother! He wanted to sleep with me! The unintelligible bastard!
Harry put Hermione's letter down. He opened the book which was along with the letter. It was interesting and looked very useful. He decided to read it afterwards. Hagrid has also sent him a present. There were sweets from Honey dukes and rock cakes. He ate some sweets right away but didn't as much as touched the rock cakes. He knew better than to eat something Hagrid baked. He, then looked to a letter that a barn owl with a Hogwart's crest on his chest had brought him. He suspected that it was his new school supplies list. He opened the letter. Surprisingly, there was a letter with his supplies list. Suspiciously, he opened the letter. It was from Professor McGonagall saying that……he had been appointed a Prefect. Harry's heart jumped with happiness. 'Wait till Hermione knows that I have been made a Prefect.' Harry thought. He was imagining Hermione jump with surprise after hearing this. But, sadly, he was not sure about Ron's action after what happened last year. He opened the letter which he got from Sirius. He said that since Harry had to buy his school things, he will come by and together they will go to the Diagon Alley. He had written the time and date of his arrival. Harry couldn't wait to go shopping with his Godfather. He was not at all worried of what will the Dursleys say. He knew that by using Sirius's name he can pressurize them as they were very much afraid of Sirius. Harry took a long breath and, smiling, he lie-down on his bed. He imagined the look on the faces of his so-called relatives when they will see Sirius. It will be fun. He smiled mischievously after imagining it. Yes, very much fun.
Today was the day of Sirius's arrival. He was looking forward to the moment very much. Harry saw the time on clock. 1:30 PM. Sirius will be arriving in an hour.
Harry still hadn't told his relatives of his Godfather's visit. And now, not very much was left. Harry tried to catch the attention of his Uncle, who was enjoying his evening tea. "Excuse me Uncle Vernon. I was wondering if it is okay that I would go buy my school things with a friend of mine." Harry said, snickering in his mind. His Uncle, without giving him much attention, said. "No, it is not okay. You can't go fooling around with any 'abnormal' friend of yours."
"But Uncle Vernon!" Harry tried to protest although he knew it was all in vain. "I SAID NO." Uncle Vernon roared in anger. He tried to say something more, probably about threatening to lock him up in the same old cupboard. But the door bell ranged, cutting him off in the mid-sentence. Harry lunged at the door and opened it.
Outside was a large shaggy looking black dog. The dog hurried in the house. Harry shut the door behind him. Soon enough, that dog transformed into something else. Where there was the dog a moment ago, now stood a man totally a stranger to the Dursleys. The Dursleys stood there dumbfounded, eyeing the man suspiciously. The man glared at them rather coldly.
Smiling broadly, Harry took a step forward and said.
"Uncle Vernon, I want to introduce you to my Godfather, Sirius Black."
Beta Acknowledgment: Do please read this story. My beta has made a bet that people will flame this story. Please make him wrong. (makes puppy dog eyes.)