hp fanfiction
i'm baaack! hey, guess what? i write harry potter fanfiction! kind of. i don't write very much, but i have started a story. anyone wanna read it? it's good, i promise. well, at least, that's what people have told me. and it is a WIP.
Title: The Spawn of Hogwarts
Author: wonderclam
Pairing: no major pairings, maybe some ron/hermione
Rating: pg-13
Summary: Harry and a few other Hogwarts students get selected to be in a student exchange program that takes them to a wizarding school in Illinois (I know, ”exchange program, very original,” you say, but i've not read any other exchange program stories, so hopefully this is different from the rest of them). Join them as they meet new people, visit Chicago, participate in their very first Battle of the Bands contest, and try to figure out what is making certain students and staff members ill.
Standard Disclaimer: anything related to harry potter belongs to JKR, not me.
Warnings: OC, AU
Chapter 1 - Surprising Situations
Summer was nearing an end, and for Harry Potter it had been one of the best ever. For the first time in his short life, Harry’s Aunt and Uncle decided to do what was best for him, instead of themselves. Early in the summer, Harry had gotten a letter from his best friend, Ron Weasley, inviting him to spend the rest of the summer at his house. Harry had really expected a fight when he asked his Uncle Vernon if he could go, but without much thought, Vernon simply said “Go.” Harry had been really thrown off by all of this, but had chosen not to question it. Anything that might attract attention to what had happened might change his Uncle’s mind, so Harry quietly sent an owl back to Ron saying that he would love to come and stay for the summer. Then he packed up all of his things without saying another word to anyone else in the house. The very next day he received an owl back telling him how to get to the Burrow, and as soon as he had the chance, he left. That whole ordeal had happened over a month ago, and still Harry smiled thinking about how he was not stuck at the Dursleys’.
Harry was now sitting in the Weasleys’ backyard, watching a gang of garden gnomes tear up a particularly ugly bush, wondering how so many could possibly get back so fast since they had just de-gnomed yesterday. He had counted at least twelve gnomes when Mrs. Weasley’s voice startled him from behind.
“Harry, dear, didn’t you hear? Lunch is ready. Come in and eat.”
Harry turned as he heard the voice and smiled at Mrs. Weasley. He then followed her through the door into the crowded kitchen.
The table, which was almost as large as the room itself, already contained the rest of the residing Weasleys and Hermione, who had also been invited for the summer. In the middle of the table was a platter piled high with a vast array of sandwiches. Harry took a seat between Ron and Hermione and grabbed a sandwich. He wasn’t really in the mood to eat, so he just sat there and stared at his sandwich for a few moments. Ron was about to ask him what was wrong when action on the opposite side of the table interrupted them. George had just stuck his hand into the middle of the stack of sandwiches and Mrs. Weasley was not pleased.
“George! What do you think you’re doing?! Get your hand out of there!”
“But I want the one in the middle,” said George in a very childish manner.
“Yeah, you always put the good ones in the middle,” came from Fred. He then stuck his hand into the sandwich pile as well. Both boys then pulled their hands out and the entire stack toppled over.
“Now look what you’ve done! Look at this mess! I hope you both know you’re going to be here until this kitchen is spotless. I don’t care how late you are for work.” Mrs. Weasley was now very angry.
This was the exact reaction the twins had hoped for.
“Don’t worry, we’ve got it under control.”
“We’ve been working on a new product to get rid of messes such as these.”
“All you have to do is-.” George was cut short at this point.
“Oh no you don’t. The last time you two tried out one of your new products here we ended up having to rebuild half the bathroom,” said Mr. Weasley.
“But dad, this one works. The last one was a joke,” whined Fred.
“I said ‘no’. I won’t allow it.”
Fred and George were about to protest their father’s arguments again when a fluffy little ball soared through the window and dropped four envelopes in the middle of the sandwiches. The fluff ball continued to zoom around the room as Ron, Ginny, Harry, and Hermione each reached for their respective school letter.
Hermione was the first to tear into the letter. She read through the first page in a flash and moved on to the next. She then gave a squeal of delight. Ron reached over Harry and tried to grab the letter out of her hand, but didn’t succeed as she was already jumping out of her seat to run up to the room she was sharing with Ginny. She was obviously excited about something.
“I bet she just found out that she could take four extra classes this year,” Ron remarked. He then turned his attention to his own letter. After he had read through his book list, he too moved to a second page. Harry thought this was strange. The only other time he could remember them getting anything extra in their school letters was when Ron and Hermione had been made Prefects in their fifth year. He then got a sinking feeling. He probably hadn’t gotten a second sheet in his letter.
After a few minutes, Ron looked up from his letter and said, “They must have made a mistake. This can’t be my letter. It must be yours Harry. Here, give me that one.”
Harry looked at his envelope in his own hand and saw that his name was on it. “No, Ron, this one’s mine. It’s got my name on it. See, H-A-R-R-Y. That spells ‘Harry’.”
Ron glared at him, then went back to his shocked state of mind. Harry opened his letter, expecting to be disappointed, but felt a slight flutter somewhere around his middle when he saw a second piece of parchment fall out from behind his book list. He immediately discarded his book list and started reading through the second page.
Dear Mr. Potter,
Congratulations! You have been selected, along with a small group of other students, to partake in a very special event during this school year. Eight of the most highly responsible students at Hogwarts will be given the chance to go through a student exchange program. If you choose to accept this offer, you will spend the first semester of the school year in the United States at Allteline School of Sorcery, which is located near Chicago, Illinois.
If this offer is of interest to you, please send an owl back no later than August 25th. Once we receive your owl, we will send out a packet of more detailed information. Any forms included will need to be filled out prior to your return to school, and be handed in the first day.
We hope that all of you will be able to participate in this once-in-a-lifetime event!
Signed,
Albus Dumbledore, Hogwarts Headmaster
Harry read through the letter, then noticed that it included a handwritten note at the very bottom.
P.S. Mrs. Molly Weasley will be eligible to fill out any of your required forms.
Ron and Harry realized that they had been completely silent for ten minutes only when Mrs. Weasley asked them what their letters said. Ron handed her his letter and she read it. When she had finished, she looked up and beamed at her youngest son. Then turned her attention to his best friend.
“I suppose you got the same thing?”
Harry nodded his head and gave her his letter as well. Mrs. Weasley read through his too. She then jumped up from her seat and hugged both of the boys.
“I’m so proud of both of you! This is wonderful! Harry, of course I’ll fill out anything you need. You don’t have to worry about anything. Now, you two should send your owls back right away. If I know Hermione, she’s already done that.”
And with that, Hermione bounded back into the kitchen and stared at Harry and Ron expectantly. “Well?”
Ron was confused. “Well, what?”
“Are you going? I know you both got the exchange student invitation. I’ve already written my letter to send back. So, are you going?”
Mrs. Weasley answered for the still-shocked boys. “Of course they’re going. How could they miss out on such a wonderful experience?”
Hermione once again squealed in delight, then hugged Harry and Ron just as Mrs. Weasley had done.
After Harry and Ron had written their responses to the invitation, they and Hermione spent the rest of the afternoon discussing what their new school year would be like.
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i admit, the first chapters are not very exciting. but it will probably be a pretty long story, so it has time to develop. and comments are always welcome :)
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Title: The Spawn of Hogwarts
Author: wonderclam
Pairing: no major pairings, maybe some ron/hermione
Rating: pg-13
Summary: Harry and a few other Hogwarts students get selected to be in a student exchange program that takes them to a wizarding school in Illinois (I know, ”exchange program, very original,” you say, but i've not read any other exchange program stories, so hopefully this is different from the rest of them). Join them as they meet new people, visit Chicago, participate in their very first Battle of the Bands contest, and try to figure out what is making certain students and staff members ill.
Standard Disclaimer: anything related to harry potter belongs to JKR, not me.
Warnings: OC, AU
Chapter 1 - Surprising Situations
Summer was nearing an end, and for Harry Potter it had been one of the best ever. For the first time in his short life, Harry’s Aunt and Uncle decided to do what was best for him, instead of themselves. Early in the summer, Harry had gotten a letter from his best friend, Ron Weasley, inviting him to spend the rest of the summer at his house. Harry had really expected a fight when he asked his Uncle Vernon if he could go, but without much thought, Vernon simply said “Go.” Harry had been really thrown off by all of this, but had chosen not to question it. Anything that might attract attention to what had happened might change his Uncle’s mind, so Harry quietly sent an owl back to Ron saying that he would love to come and stay for the summer. Then he packed up all of his things without saying another word to anyone else in the house. The very next day he received an owl back telling him how to get to the Burrow, and as soon as he had the chance, he left. That whole ordeal had happened over a month ago, and still Harry smiled thinking about how he was not stuck at the Dursleys’.
Harry was now sitting in the Weasleys’ backyard, watching a gang of garden gnomes tear up a particularly ugly bush, wondering how so many could possibly get back so fast since they had just de-gnomed yesterday. He had counted at least twelve gnomes when Mrs. Weasley’s voice startled him from behind.
“Harry, dear, didn’t you hear? Lunch is ready. Come in and eat.”
Harry turned as he heard the voice and smiled at Mrs. Weasley. He then followed her through the door into the crowded kitchen.
The table, which was almost as large as the room itself, already contained the rest of the residing Weasleys and Hermione, who had also been invited for the summer. In the middle of the table was a platter piled high with a vast array of sandwiches. Harry took a seat between Ron and Hermione and grabbed a sandwich. He wasn’t really in the mood to eat, so he just sat there and stared at his sandwich for a few moments. Ron was about to ask him what was wrong when action on the opposite side of the table interrupted them. George had just stuck his hand into the middle of the stack of sandwiches and Mrs. Weasley was not pleased.
“George! What do you think you’re doing?! Get your hand out of there!”
“But I want the one in the middle,” said George in a very childish manner.
“Yeah, you always put the good ones in the middle,” came from Fred. He then stuck his hand into the sandwich pile as well. Both boys then pulled their hands out and the entire stack toppled over.
“Now look what you’ve done! Look at this mess! I hope you both know you’re going to be here until this kitchen is spotless. I don’t care how late you are for work.” Mrs. Weasley was now very angry.
This was the exact reaction the twins had hoped for.
“Don’t worry, we’ve got it under control.”
“We’ve been working on a new product to get rid of messes such as these.”
“All you have to do is-.” George was cut short at this point.
“Oh no you don’t. The last time you two tried out one of your new products here we ended up having to rebuild half the bathroom,” said Mr. Weasley.
“But dad, this one works. The last one was a joke,” whined Fred.
“I said ‘no’. I won’t allow it.”
Fred and George were about to protest their father’s arguments again when a fluffy little ball soared through the window and dropped four envelopes in the middle of the sandwiches. The fluff ball continued to zoom around the room as Ron, Ginny, Harry, and Hermione each reached for their respective school letter.
Hermione was the first to tear into the letter. She read through the first page in a flash and moved on to the next. She then gave a squeal of delight. Ron reached over Harry and tried to grab the letter out of her hand, but didn’t succeed as she was already jumping out of her seat to run up to the room she was sharing with Ginny. She was obviously excited about something.
“I bet she just found out that she could take four extra classes this year,” Ron remarked. He then turned his attention to his own letter. After he had read through his book list, he too moved to a second page. Harry thought this was strange. The only other time he could remember them getting anything extra in their school letters was when Ron and Hermione had been made Prefects in their fifth year. He then got a sinking feeling. He probably hadn’t gotten a second sheet in his letter.
After a few minutes, Ron looked up from his letter and said, “They must have made a mistake. This can’t be my letter. It must be yours Harry. Here, give me that one.”
Harry looked at his envelope in his own hand and saw that his name was on it. “No, Ron, this one’s mine. It’s got my name on it. See, H-A-R-R-Y. That spells ‘Harry’.”
Ron glared at him, then went back to his shocked state of mind. Harry opened his letter, expecting to be disappointed, but felt a slight flutter somewhere around his middle when he saw a second piece of parchment fall out from behind his book list. He immediately discarded his book list and started reading through the second page.
Dear Mr. Potter,
Congratulations! You have been selected, along with a small group of other students, to partake in a very special event during this school year. Eight of the most highly responsible students at Hogwarts will be given the chance to go through a student exchange program. If you choose to accept this offer, you will spend the first semester of the school year in the United States at Allteline School of Sorcery, which is located near Chicago, Illinois.
If this offer is of interest to you, please send an owl back no later than August 25th. Once we receive your owl, we will send out a packet of more detailed information. Any forms included will need to be filled out prior to your return to school, and be handed in the first day.
We hope that all of you will be able to participate in this once-in-a-lifetime event!
Signed,
Albus Dumbledore, Hogwarts Headmaster
Harry read through the letter, then noticed that it included a handwritten note at the very bottom.
P.S. Mrs. Molly Weasley will be eligible to fill out any of your required forms.
Ron and Harry realized that they had been completely silent for ten minutes only when Mrs. Weasley asked them what their letters said. Ron handed her his letter and she read it. When she had finished, she looked up and beamed at her youngest son. Then turned her attention to his best friend.
“I suppose you got the same thing?”
Harry nodded his head and gave her his letter as well. Mrs. Weasley read through his too. She then jumped up from her seat and hugged both of the boys.
“I’m so proud of both of you! This is wonderful! Harry, of course I’ll fill out anything you need. You don’t have to worry about anything. Now, you two should send your owls back right away. If I know Hermione, she’s already done that.”
And with that, Hermione bounded back into the kitchen and stared at Harry and Ron expectantly. “Well?”
Ron was confused. “Well, what?”
“Are you going? I know you both got the exchange student invitation. I’ve already written my letter to send back. So, are you going?”
Mrs. Weasley answered for the still-shocked boys. “Of course they’re going. How could they miss out on such a wonderful experience?”
Hermione once again squealed in delight, then hugged Harry and Ron just as Mrs. Weasley had done.
After Harry and Ron had written their responses to the invitation, they and Hermione spent the rest of the afternoon discussing what their new school year would be like.
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i admit, the first chapters are not very exciting. but it will probably be a pretty long story, so it has time to develop. and comments are always welcome :)
next