Its signed prince voldemort
It was a crisp autumn eve on the Hogwarts express. Albus, James and Rosie where eating cauldron cakes and goofing off, when suddenly an owl soared by and tapped furiously on the glass. Albus opened the window and the owl burst in and stuck out its leg at Albus. Albus unstrapped the note attached to its leg. The owl stared into Albus' eyes and glared.
Then without another backwards glance it took off. "What does it say?" said Rosie who looked terrified. Albus read aloud "Potter, if you ever want to see your parents again you will meet me outside the shrieking shack at midnight on Halloween." "It’s signed Prince Voldemort" said James with a look of up most terror on his face.
"This doesn't add up" said Rosie. “Well we will have to discuss this later because now’s the sorting." Albus said. “Cross your fingers that we get in the same house” said Rosie. "We will!" said Albus and Rosie in unison.
The new students’ arrival was met with tumultuous applause. But none of the unsorted 11 year olds heard a thing. For there was only one thought in their mind, where will I be sorted? Then Professor Lovegood said in a silky voice “the sorting hat is ready.” Every one of the 11-year-olds face’s looked fretful. As they filed in, a very old and molding looking hat with a tear at the brim was placed on a stool and the tear opened up like a mouth and it broke into song.
“1000 years it has been since this school began, the greatest wizards of the time made a place of learning, their names are Hufflepuff, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw and Slytherin, those who go to Gryffindor are braver than the rest, the Hufflepuffs are the hardest workers, Ravenclaws are the cleverest of them all ,Slytherins are those of great ambition, when the school first began the leaders of the houses chose students by hand, but what to do when they died was the big question, it was Gryffindor that answered it he took me of his head, the founders enchanted me so I could pick instead, so don’t be shy I have never yet failed, I will take a look inside your mind and tell where your personality will fit.”
The entire hall burst into applause. Even the 11-year-olds felt a little better, then the sorting begun. Slowly but surely the queue lessened. And then professor Lovegood said “Rosie Weasely” when she passed she murmured “it’s okay just stay relaxed” the hat was placed on her head and after a minute, in which James and Albus waited with baited breath, the hat cried “Gryffindor!” With a beaming face, Rosie skipped to the Gryffindor table and James welcomed her with a giant smile “Albus Potter” said pr. Lovegood. Albus walked up to the stool and put on the hat. He heard a voice in his head quite unlike his own. It said “hmm…hmm a lot of courage I see. And plenty of talent too.” Gryffindor, please Gryffindor!” Albus thought with all his might and the hat yelled “Gryffindor!”
In the Gryffindor common room Albus, James and Rosie took three armchairs by the fire. “I really hope that the letter you received on the train was a trick.” Rosie said to Albus. “Yeah maybe.”Albus replied. “Or it could be a trap.” James said. “There’s only one way to find out.” Said Albus. “Ooh you don’t mean…” “Yeah I do” said Albus cutting Rosie off. “I’m in.” said James. “Even though we are going to get ourselves killed… I’m in” said Rosie.
They were up half the night discussing plans. The only reason that they went to bed was because professor Longbottom came in at one in the morning and said “come on now, you need rest.” And he saw them off to bed.
In the morning the trio met at breakfast and looked at their course schedule. Albus’ read: 9:00 herbology, 10:00 defense against the dark arts, 11:00 charms, 12:00 lunch, 1:00 history of magic, 2:00 potions, 3:00 transfiguration 4:00 basic broom training. Rosie was in the exact same classes as Albus. Its 8:45, we’d better get going to herbology.” said Albus checking his watch.
When they arrived at herbology the most peculiar plants where on the desks waiting for them. Seeing the looks on the faces of the bewildered students’ professor Longbottom said “Cloudodifos also known as…” the floating peapod.” Interjected Rosie. “Correct Miss Weasely that will be fifteen points to Gryffindor. Today you will be collecting the pods in these jars. The pods are very useful to cure the most violent cases of vomit.” Collecting the pods was dull work, up until Shamus Finnegan shattered his jar causing all of his pods to burst and professor Longbottom to clean up the mess with a flick of his wand. Then he scolded Shamus for breaking the jar. “If I have to clean up that mess one more time I swear you will be sorry.”
The next lesson was far more interesting. Professor Lupin had taught them how to cast a patronus. Albus was the most successful his took the shape of a lion. “Excellent work Albus twenty points to Gryffindor. Now everyone pay attention to Albus. ”Albus shouted “Expecto patronum!” and a silvery lion appeared right in front of everyone. There was a chant of “oohs” and “ahhs”.
“Albus what memory did you think of to cast such a powerful patronus?” asked Rosie after class. “The first time I rode a broom stick.” Albus lied. The true memory was when his father, Harry Potter, told him that he had asked not to be in Slytherin and that he could care less about which house he belonged in. That was that happiest Albus had ever felt.
All of the classes up to basic broom training were very uneventful. When basic broom training began Albus knew that flying would come easy to him. The same was true for James for he was as good a beating the bluger as Albus was at catching the snitch. Albus was instantly put on the Gryffindor Quidditch team and was a very good addition to the team. Both received a Fire bolt mark three as a gift from their parents.
The first Quidditch practice began very quickly and the competition heated up between the teams. The first Quidditch game would be in two weeks and Olivia Wood, the Gryffindor captain, had them all training from then end of lessons to dusk. Albus ,being the seeker, had the most important job seeing as catching the golden snitch ends the game and awards the catchers team one hundred and fifty points. So, Albus had to train the hardest of them all and he was brilliant, possibly the best seeker that did not count his family.
One night during practice Albus saw something soaring toward him it was a great big snowy owl. The bird had a note attached to it.
It said “Dear Albus are you having a good time at Hogwarts? Is James giving you a hard time? Well if he is you can write back to us with your new owl. You can name her what you want. Our suggestion is Hedwig junior. Write to us if there is any big news.
Love,
Mom and Dad”
When Albus finished reading he was full of content. He had an owl and could communicate with anyone he tested out Hedwig by sending a note to Rosie. By the time the boys returned the common room was almost deserted except for Rosie who was petrified with fear. “What’s up” said Albus. “The Voldemort guy he knows about our plan.” The boys were silent “The question is, who betrayed us?” Albus asked.
It was a crisp autumn eve on the Hogwarts express. Albus, James and Rosie where eating cauldron cakes and goofing off, when suddenly an owl soared by and tapped furiously on the glass. Albus opened the window and the owl burst in and stuck out its leg at Albus. Albus unstrapped the note attached to its leg. The owl stared into Albus' eyes and glared.
Then without another backwards glance it took off. "What does it say?" said Rosie who looked terrified. Albus read aloud "Potter, if you ever want to see your parents again you will meet me outside the shrieking shack at midnight on Halloween." "It’s signed Prince Voldemort" said James with a look of up most terror on his face.
"This doesn't add up" said Rosie. “Well we will have to discuss this later because now’s the sorting." Albus said. “Cross your fingers that we get in the same house” said Rosie. "We will!" said Albus and Rosie in unison.
The new students’ arrival was met with tumultuous applause. But none of the unsorted 11 year olds heard a thing. For there was only one thought in their mind, where will I be sorted? Then Professor Lovegood said in a silky voice “the sorting hat is ready.” Every one of the 11-year-olds face’s looked fretful. As they filed in, a very old and molding looking hat with a tear at the brim was placed on a stool and the tear opened up like a mouth and it broke into song.
“1000 years it has been since this school began, the greatest wizards of the time made a place of learning, their names are Hufflepuff, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw and Slytherin, those who go to Gryffindor are braver than the rest, the Hufflepuffs are the hardest workers, Ravenclaws are the cleverest of them all ,Slytherins are those of great ambition, when the school first began the leaders of the houses chose students by hand, but what to do when they died was the big question, it was Gryffindor that answered it he took me of his head, the founders enchanted me so I could pick instead, so don’t be shy I have never yet failed, I will take a look inside your mind and tell where your personality will fit.”
The entire hall burst into applause. Even the 11-year-olds felt a little better, then the sorting begun. Slowly but surely the queue lessened. And then professor Lovegood said “Rosie Weasely” when she passed she murmured “it’s okay just stay relaxed” the hat was placed on her head and after a minute, in which James and Albus waited with baited breath, the hat cried “Gryffindor!” With a beaming face, Rosie skipped to the Gryffindor table and James welcomed her with a giant smile “Albus Potter” said pr. Lovegood. Albus walked up to the stool and put on the hat. He heard a voice in his head quite unlike his own. It said “hmm…hmm a lot of courage I see. And plenty of talent too.” Gryffindor, please Gryffindor!” Albus thought with all his might and the hat yelled “Gryffindor!”
In the Gryffindor common room Albus, James and Rosie took three armchairs by the fire. “I really hope that the letter you received on the train was a trick.” Rosie said to Albus. “Yeah maybe.”Albus replied. “Or it could be a trap.” James said. “There’s only one way to find out.” Said Albus. “Ooh you don’t mean…” “Yeah I do” said Albus cutting Rosie off. “I’m in.” said James. “Even though we are going to get ourselves killed… I’m in” said Rosie.
They were up half the night discussing plans. The only reason that they went to bed was because professor Longbottom came in at one in the morning and said “come on now, you need rest.” And he saw them off to bed.
In the morning the trio met at breakfast and looked at their course schedule. Albus’ read: 9:00 herbology, 10:00 defense against the dark arts, 11:00 charms, 12:00 lunch, 1:00 history of magic, 2:00 potions, 3:00 transfiguration 4:00 basic broom training. Rosie was in the exact same classes as Albus. Its 8:45, we’d better get going to herbology.” said Albus checking his watch.
When they arrived at herbology the most peculiar plants where on the desks waiting for them. Seeing the looks on the faces of the bewildered students’ professor Longbottom said “Cloudodifos also known as…” the floating peapod.” Interjected Rosie. “Correct Miss Weasely that will be fifteen points to Gryffindor. Today you will be collecting the pods in these jars. The pods are very useful to cure the most violent cases of vomit.” Collecting the pods was dull work, up until Shamus Finnegan shattered his jar causing all of his pods to burst and professor Longbottom to clean up the mess with a flick of his wand. Then he scolded Shamus for breaking the jar. “If I have to clean up that mess one more time I swear you will be sorry.”
The next lesson was far more interesting. Professor Lupin had taught them how to cast a patronus. Albus was the most successful his took the shape of a lion. “Excellent work Albus twenty points to Gryffindor. Now everyone pay attention to Albus. ”Albus shouted “Expecto patronum!” and a silvery lion appeared right in front of everyone. There was a chant of “oohs” and “ahhs”.
“Albus what memory did you think of to cast such a powerful patronus?” asked Rosie after class. “The first time I rode a broom stick.” Albus lied. The true memory was when his father, Harry Potter, told him that he had asked not to be in Slytherin and that he could care less about which house he belonged in. That was that happiest Albus had ever felt.
All of the classes up to basic broom training were very uneventful. When basic broom training began Albus knew that flying would come easy to him. The same was true for James for he was as good a beating the bluger as Albus was at catching the snitch. Albus was instantly put on the Gryffindor Quidditch team and was a very good addition to the team. Both received a Fire bolt mark three as a gift from their parents.
The first Quidditch practice began very quickly and the competition heated up between the teams. The first Quidditch game would be in two weeks and Olivia Wood, the Gryffindor captain, had them all training from then end of lessons to dusk. Albus ,being the seeker, had the most important job seeing as catching the golden snitch ends the game and awards the catchers team one hundred and fifty points. So, Albus had to train the hardest of them all and he was brilliant, possibly the best seeker that did not count his family.
One night during practice Albus saw something soaring toward him it was a great big snowy owl. The bird had a note attached to it.
It said “Dear Albus are you having a good time at Hogwarts? Is James giving you a hard time? Well if he is you can write back to us with your new owl. You can name her what you want. Our suggestion is Hedwig junior. Write to us if there is any big news.
Love,
Mom and Dad”
When Albus finished reading he was full of content. He had an owl and could communicate with anyone he tested out Hedwig by sending a note to Rosie. By the time the boys returned the common room was almost deserted except for Rosie who was petrified with fear. “What’s up” said Albus. “The Voldemort guy he knows about our plan.” The boys were silent “The question is, who betrayed us?” Albus asked.
