Harry Potter and the Children of Light

Chapter 1

It was a hot summer's day at Number Four, Privet Drive. The sun beat down on all those not indoors, and the humidity didn't help matters. A few people were outside, gardening and generally going about their daily lives. Most people would consider this day to be just like any other summer day.

Harry Potter was lying face up on his bed. Only two weeks had passed since the end of his fifth year at Hogwarts. The shock of his godfather dying had almost worn off. Unlike two weeks ago, he now understood that Sirius Black had understood the risks of joining the Order of the Phoenix. Now Harry was ready to move on, and was determined not to forget what happened to Sirius. It was just one more reason to hate Voldemort.

Lying on the bed, not moving at all, helped with the heat, but because there was no wind, the humidity was causing Harry to sweat. He thought a breeze would be nice, just to lessen the humidity a bit. Suddenly, a strong gust of wind blew right into his window. The odd thing was, it wasn't really a gust, but a steady wind. Harry knew he wanted some wind to cool him off, but this was just annoying. As if in response to his will, the wind lessened into a light breeze.

Harry was puzzled, but he had no time to think about what had just happened because an owl had just zoomed into his room through the open window. Harry was hoping that he would get some mail soon, and was eager to see who the letter was from. Harry tore open the envelope and read the letter.

    Dear Mr. Potter,

    Due to certain developments, I must ask you to come to

    Hogwarts immediately. More specifically, tomorrow.

    Someone will be at your house around mid-morning to

    escort you to Hogwarts. Thank you for your cooperation.

        Signed,

        Albus Dumbledore

"This is too good to be true!" said Harry. A chance to get away from the Dursleys and to be at Hogwarts early? Of course he would go! Harry quickly wrote down his reply and sent the owl on its way. He tried to calm himself sown, but he couldn't. He decided that Hermione and Ron should know where he would be, so he wrote letters to both of them. He decided that he should pack all of his stuff, then go to bed early, without eating dinner. Besides, he was too excited to eat.

Harry was awake at the crack of dawn, eagerly awaiting his escort to Hogwarts. He went downstairs to wait for the Dursleys to wake up so he could tell them what was happening. The Dursleys hadn't been noticing Harry that much over the last two weeks, but Harry wasn't sorry for the lack of attention. It gave him more time to think, and do his homework. The Dursleys were too busy trying to get Dudley to loose weight, and had decided not to include Harry. Aunt Petunia was feeding Dudley meat, and lots of it at that, and Uncle Vernon was attempting to motivate Dudley to work out, telling him that the more he worked out, the better he'll be at boxing.

By mid-morning, Harry had told the Dursleys about him going to Hogwarts early, and they had already said it was fine with them, the sooner he left, the better. They were all waiting in the living room for the escort to come. The Dursleys were discussing the day's schedule of eating and working out for Dudley when the doorbell rang. Harry dashed to the door and flung it open.

A man with slightly pointed ears and a sword was standing in front of the door. He was about six feet tall, and had silver hair. He also had a blue crescent moon surrounding his right eye, and both eyes were a stunning shade of blue.

"Hello, my name is Aramil. You must be Harry Potter. I'm your escort."