- Rating:
- R
- House:
- Astronomy Tower
- Characters:
- Padma Patil
- Genres:
- General Romance
- Era:
- Multiple Eras
- Spoilers:
- Philosopher's Stone Chamber of Secrets Prizoner of Azkaban Goblet of Fire
- Stats:
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Published: 06/19/2002Updated: 04/24/2003Words: 20,870Chapters: 8Hits: 6,342
Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix
Kjirstyn
- Story Summary:
- Harry's 5th year at Hogwarts begins with confusion over one ``girl and then another- Ginny. Draco Malfoy is strangely easy to get along ``with. Story comes complete with an American transfer student, a Mexican ``DADA teacher, a handsome dueling instructor, Animagi forms, betrayal and ``confusion, mixed up romances, backless ball dresses and whipped cream and ``chocolate syrup!!
Chapter 01
- Chapter Summary:
- Harry's 5th year at Hogwarts begins with confusion over one girl and then another- Ginny. Draco Malfoy is strangely easy to get along with. Story comes complete with an American transfer student, a Mexican DADA teacher, a handsome dueling instructor, Animagi forms, betrayal and confusion, mixed up romances, backless ball dresses and whipped cream and chocolate syrup!!
- Posted:
- 06/19/2002
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- 2,650
- Author's Note:
- This story is dedicated to my little sister who has been after me forever to write a Harry Potter story. As she's only 9 and this is rated R I don't know if she'll ever read this- but it's for her, anyway. I don't write long chapters, but I'm hoping to get a pretty lengthy story going here, so bare with me. :-)
Harry turned over in his sleep, still not quite awake from
the awful nightmare he was having. Even as wakefulness claimed him, the dream
disappeared from his memory, like fog hit by sun. He sat up groggily and reached
for his glasses. They weren't there. He reached around for them, still not quite
awake. When his hand hit the bedside lamp, he jerked awake. "Where are my glasses?"
he thought subconsciously. Back in reality, he smacked his forehead with his hand.
'Duh," he thought disgustedly. "I got contacts two weeks ago." He jumped out of
bed, landing bare footed on the rug by his bed. He headed for the bathroom to
"put his eyes in" and take a shower. He grabbed some clothes and tiptoed out the
door. He sure didn't want to wake the Dursleys up this early on a Saturday. His
plan was to get ready, chow down his breakfast, and do some exercising and running
before the Dursleys were even awake enough to remember he existed.
He took a quick shower, washing his hair and reveling in the hot water. As he toweled off in front of the mirror, he glanced at his hair and groaned quietly. It was getting WAY too long and he needed a haircut. Problem was, the Dursleys wouldn't spring for it if he flat-out asked them, and he had no muggle money. The fact that his Gringotts account was overflowing with wizard money was no help to him.
As he wrapped his towel around his waste and reached for his shirt, he caught a glimpse of himself that startled him. His whole torso. It was white. And muscleless. He looked at his legs. They were the same way. He groaned inwardly. Of COURSE he wouldn't be musclely. Flying on a broom was the only activity he engaged in all year long. It was no surprise that he was still so skinny. And wearing ankle length robes all year sure didn't help his tan any. He would have to fix that somehow. There was a pool downtown, he knew. It was a couple miles to get there. Maybe if he ran there every morning, and swam and tanned all day... Yeah, that might just work. Only problem was, he needed swimming trunks, and a membership to the pool would be good too, since he had no money to pay his way in every time he visited. He knew the Dursleys had a membership although none of them ever used it. Maybe he could use Dudley's card. As for the trunks--he was sure he could figure out some way to get those. Manipulating Vernon came to mind.
Putting the matter out of his head for the time being, he headed downstairs to make a quick breakfast and then outside. On the lawn he began a series of exercises that he figured would help him run. Most of them he'd learned in middle school- the rest just seemed like common sense.
When he felt that he had warmed up enough he started jogging slowly towards town. He knew that if he ran too fast he'd feel like dying by the time he actually made it there. Still, with his slow pace, he was winded and his legs were worn out by the time he made it to town. He walked, panting, over to the pool. The sign on the fence- that would be most of the info he needed. (A/N: Sorry, I don't have any idea how to work with pounds and pence and stuff so I'm using dollars and cents.)
1 LITTLE WHINGING COMMUNITY POOL
Memberships Available
Monthly Membership: $18 (1 person)
Monthly Membership: $40 (2 or more people)
Yearly Membership: $150 (1 person)
Yearly Membership: $320 (2 or more people)
Or if you want to come whenever:
$2 per person per visit
HOURS: Monday- Saturday 8am- 9pm
Closed Sundays
Open most holidays- exceptions will be posted
'This doesn't look too bad,' Harry thought. He was sure he could figure out some way to twist with Vernon's mind. Knowing how the man's mind worked was a definite advantage. He could use that against him easily.
He turned back to the street, breathing easier now. He wasn't looking forward to the run back home and yet he knew he must, both to build his stamina up and to get started on his inevitable argument with Vernon.
Half an hour later he stumbled into the front hall, gasping slightly, and sweat running down his back. The family was up, if the sounds from the kitchen meant anything. He cautiously made his way into the room. Vernon was reading the paper, eating absentmindedly with his left hand. Dudley wasn't sulking exactly, but he didn't look happy with his breakfast of fruit and orange juice. Harry settled in, planning on a second breakfast. His earlier run had given him a heck of an appetite. Vernon looked up, and got a nasty look on his face and opened his mouth to say something, but Harry beat him to it.
"Uncle Vernon, I was thinking--I'd like to get a membership at the community pool this summer." Uncle Vernon looked at him oddly- Harry had never really asked him for something before, not like this. He wasn't sure how to react.
"A membership?" he said skeptically. "What would you need with a membership?"
"Well I don't have anything better to do this summer so I just figured that would be a good alternative. It's not a long walk. Only a couple miles. You wouldn't have to go out of your way any."
"Oh wouldn't I? It's my money paying for that membership young man."
"Oh come off it. Dudley never uses his. Just let me use it. It's not picture ID or anything."
"Just what is wrong with being bored? You did that last summer, and the one before and the one before... why should you get to do anything more?"
"Because I am completely sick of boring summers. If I can't go down to the pool every day than I am going to have some friends over, no question. You can't stop me. Ron lives too far away but I'm sure Hermione could come."
"You aren't inviting ANY females over without my say young man," Vernon shot back.
"Fine then, I'll invite Sirius. I'm sure he could use some excitement in his life other than fleeing from the wizard police."
"All right, you invite--wait a minute- Sirius? That murderer? Your godfather?"
"The one and only." Harry grinned cheekily at him, sure that things would go his way now.
"You- you can't!" Vernon gasped.
"Oh couldn't I?'
"I won't let you!"
"What's going to stop me? Sirius is out of school- he can use magic without getting in trouble. Should I just ask him to perform a little magic for you...?"
"No, no, that won't be necessary," Vernon said hastily. "You can use Dudley's membership. That'll be fine. Just don't expect me to drive you in every morning."
"I already told you I'd be walking," Harry responded coldly. Honestly, these stupid muggles...
"Well, do whatever. Just stay out of our way."
"Sure, Uncle Vernon," Harry smirked. He finished clearing his plate and bolted for the stairs, only turning around once to remind his uncle,
"Hey, I'll need that membership card ASAP. I'm planning on going tomorrow. And I'll need some money for trunks too. I don't think Dudley's old ones would stay on."
"All RIGHT boy! Get out of my sight!" Vernon said exasperatedly. "I'll leave the card and some money on the counter tomorrow morning. The store's only a few blocks from the pool."
"Thank you SO much for you kindness," Harry said sarcastically, turning around and heading to his room.
He took a quick shower, washing his hair and reveling in the hot water. As he toweled off in front of the mirror, he glanced at his hair and groaned quietly. It was getting WAY too long and he needed a haircut. Problem was, the Dursleys wouldn't spring for it if he flat-out asked them, and he had no muggle money. The fact that his Gringotts account was overflowing with wizard money was no help to him.
As he wrapped his towel around his waste and reached for his shirt, he caught a glimpse of himself that startled him. His whole torso. It was white. And muscleless. He looked at his legs. They were the same way. He groaned inwardly. Of COURSE he wouldn't be musclely. Flying on a broom was the only activity he engaged in all year long. It was no surprise that he was still so skinny. And wearing ankle length robes all year sure didn't help his tan any. He would have to fix that somehow. There was a pool downtown, he knew. It was a couple miles to get there. Maybe if he ran there every morning, and swam and tanned all day... Yeah, that might just work. Only problem was, he needed swimming trunks, and a membership to the pool would be good too, since he had no money to pay his way in every time he visited. He knew the Dursleys had a membership although none of them ever used it. Maybe he could use Dudley's card. As for the trunks--he was sure he could figure out some way to get those. Manipulating Vernon came to mind.
Putting the matter out of his head for the time being, he headed downstairs to make a quick breakfast and then outside. On the lawn he began a series of exercises that he figured would help him run. Most of them he'd learned in middle school- the rest just seemed like common sense.
When he felt that he had warmed up enough he started jogging slowly towards town. He knew that if he ran too fast he'd feel like dying by the time he actually made it there. Still, with his slow pace, he was winded and his legs were worn out by the time he made it to town. He walked, panting, over to the pool. The sign on the fence- that would be most of the info he needed. (A/N: Sorry, I don't have any idea how to work with pounds and pence and stuff so I'm using dollars and cents.)
1 LITTLE WHINGING COMMUNITY POOL
Memberships Available
Monthly Membership: $18 (1 person)
Monthly Membership: $40 (2 or more people)
Yearly Membership: $150 (1 person)
Yearly Membership: $320 (2 or more people)
Or if you want to come whenever:
$2 per person per visit
HOURS: Monday- Saturday 8am- 9pm
Closed Sundays
Open most holidays- exceptions will be posted
'This doesn't look too bad,' Harry thought. He was sure he could figure out some way to twist with Vernon's mind. Knowing how the man's mind worked was a definite advantage. He could use that against him easily.
He turned back to the street, breathing easier now. He wasn't looking forward to the run back home and yet he knew he must, both to build his stamina up and to get started on his inevitable argument with Vernon.
Half an hour later he stumbled into the front hall, gasping slightly, and sweat running down his back. The family was up, if the sounds from the kitchen meant anything. He cautiously made his way into the room. Vernon was reading the paper, eating absentmindedly with his left hand. Dudley wasn't sulking exactly, but he didn't look happy with his breakfast of fruit and orange juice. Harry settled in, planning on a second breakfast. His earlier run had given him a heck of an appetite. Vernon looked up, and got a nasty look on his face and opened his mouth to say something, but Harry beat him to it.
"Uncle Vernon, I was thinking--I'd like to get a membership at the community pool this summer." Uncle Vernon looked at him oddly- Harry had never really asked him for something before, not like this. He wasn't sure how to react.
"A membership?" he said skeptically. "What would you need with a membership?"
"Well I don't have anything better to do this summer so I just figured that would be a good alternative. It's not a long walk. Only a couple miles. You wouldn't have to go out of your way any."
"Oh wouldn't I? It's my money paying for that membership young man."
"Oh come off it. Dudley never uses his. Just let me use it. It's not picture ID or anything."
"Just what is wrong with being bored? You did that last summer, and the one before and the one before... why should you get to do anything more?"
"Because I am completely sick of boring summers. If I can't go down to the pool every day than I am going to have some friends over, no question. You can't stop me. Ron lives too far away but I'm sure Hermione could come."
"You aren't inviting ANY females over without my say young man," Vernon shot back.
"Fine then, I'll invite Sirius. I'm sure he could use some excitement in his life other than fleeing from the wizard police."
"All right, you invite--wait a minute- Sirius? That murderer? Your godfather?"
"The one and only." Harry grinned cheekily at him, sure that things would go his way now.
"You- you can't!" Vernon gasped.
"Oh couldn't I?'
"I won't let you!"
"What's going to stop me? Sirius is out of school- he can use magic without getting in trouble. Should I just ask him to perform a little magic for you...?"
"No, no, that won't be necessary," Vernon said hastily. "You can use Dudley's membership. That'll be fine. Just don't expect me to drive you in every morning."
"I already told you I'd be walking," Harry responded coldly. Honestly, these stupid muggles...
"Well, do whatever. Just stay out of our way."
"Sure, Uncle Vernon," Harry smirked. He finished clearing his plate and bolted for the stairs, only turning around once to remind his uncle,
"Hey, I'll need that membership card ASAP. I'm planning on going tomorrow. And I'll need some money for trunks too. I don't think Dudley's old ones would stay on."
"All RIGHT boy! Get out of my sight!" Vernon said exasperatedly. "I'll leave the card and some money on the counter tomorrow morning. The store's only a few blocks from the pool."
"Thank you SO much for you kindness," Harry said sarcastically, turning around and heading to his room.
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Well, that's the first chapter, done! I like it, actually, I think Vernon and Harry's little spat is hilarious if you're in the right mood. Which I am. Hope you all were too--read and review please!!! --Kjirstyn