Animals and Aliens
By Meagan (Hyper-HpGrl)
Chapter 1
Come, Ronnie! To the Burrow! (Harry)
My name is Harry Potter.
You may know me. You may not know me. It depends on who you are. If you know what Quidditch is, then you know me. If you don't know what Quidditch is, I feel really bad for you. For those of you who don't know what Quidditch is, it's a sport. A sport on broomsticks, that is. It's a wizarding sport. My sport.
Anyway, I currently attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry with my best friends Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger. We learn Transfiguration, Potions, Charms, Defense Against the Dark Arts, and all that good stuff. Of course, before you can learn that, you need a wand. I have a wand. I learn magic. You see, it's like Chocolate Frogs to Famous Witches and Wizards Cards. It's essential!
You may be thinking I'm out of my mind right now. Well, I'm not. Want it to get even weirder? Thought so.
The evilest wizard in the wizard world murdered my parents. Does it get weirder? Ooooh yeah. Voldemort, the evil wizard who killed my parents, tried to kill me too. But it didn't work. It hit me, gave me a lightning-bolt scar, rebounded, and hit him. Less than a spirit or ghost, he fled, and brought the house down with him. So, I'm the most famous in the wizard world. So are my parents, even though they're dead.
Where does the famous Harry Potter live, you ask? I live like a smelly dog at my aunt and uncle's house. Sounds like fun, doesn't it? Well, it's not. My cousin beats me up; my aunt and uncle ignore me, and all that stuff. What fun.
My godfather is Sirius Black. He's a fugitive from Azkaban and is trying to get revenge on the person who betrayed my parents, Wormtail. He's also an illegal Animagus. He's not always around, but he scares Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia to death, so they don't do anything to me anymore.
Well, I guess I should start my story now. You know all about me. Know you should know how my life changed forever…
Tap! Tap!
"I'm up, I'm up all ready!" I groaned. I kicked the covers off and swung my legs out of bed. I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes, yawned, and put my glasses on. I saw Pig in the window and grinned sleepily. Ron was replying to my letter. I dragged myself over to the window and opened it.
Pig hooted shrilly and fluttered around my room. I grabbed the fluffy, little tennis ball. He fluttered madly and hooted proudly. This was all normality with me. But, as far as I'm concerned, Pig is the most eager letter deliverer ever.
I ripped the letter off Pig's leg and read it eagerly.
Hey Harry,
How is it going? I know it is extremely pointless to ask you that question because you can't reply. Anyway, Dad says you can come over for the summer. We'll be outside your house on August 31st.
Your friend,
Ron
I ran out onto the landing and slid down the banister, something I never dare to do. I jumped off at the end and landed easily on my feet. Quidditch sure helps when it comes with balance and landing.
"I'm going to Ron's today!" I told Uncle Vernon. His mustache bristled. I knew he wouldn't stop me, for if my godfather just happened to know I was being mistreated…
"Fine." He said. That was all I needed. I ran up the stairs and started to throw my things into my trunk. I checked every nook and cranny of the room for something I forgot. Before I knew it, all my things were packed and Hedwig was in her cage on top of my trunk. I grinned.
Ding-dong!
The doorbell! I ran down the stairs, dragging my trunk behind me. Hedwig gave an indignant squawk. I pulled the door open and Ron was standing there, leaning against the doorframe. "Are you coming or what?" he asked, grinning broadly. He helped me with my trunk into the car. "Bye!" I shouted into the house. Without waiting for a reply, I slammed the door shut and scrambled into the car. Finally, I thought, I'm with my own kind!