HP and the DA: The Dark Invitation
Chapter 1
The Dark Invitation
It was holidays grazing over the faces of Harry, Ron and Hermione, who likely on tears. The fourth year had ended and now lay a set of rough holidays before the fifth year began. It had been an dazzling year but with a series of fatal accidents.
“Bye, Harry!” waved out Ron. Whereas George and Fred were busy hiding secret joke stuff in others bags.
“Hey Ron! Do write regularly” said Hermione with a sad seeming smile.
“Lets see.” said Ron turning his head back and walking in to the group of muggles on the station, “If you let me copy the homework next year.” He added with a smile. Hermione now smiling out cutting the old pale smile with watery eyes.
“Hey! We will be back OK” said Harry cheerfully. “And I won’t ask to copy down the homework.”
Now the tears rolled outwith joy or doubted parting away. She hugged Harry and to her eyes she saw the strangest elephants before them. The Dursleys. She dropped her eyes wide towards Harry “Bye” she said and walked quickly. Harry stood there for a moment looking strange and he thought that Hermione must have remebered that she was runing late for the Muggle’s library. He shaking his head with a little smile taking his trunk, up and turned.
There stood the three little giants staring, eyes wide open as if (frozen or) petrified.
“Who was she?” said a lionvoice. Harry walked front ignoring the seriousness of the Dursleys.
“Just a friend, I thought you know her, my friend Hermione.”
“We will see that when i have enough time” he said turning away and pushing Dudley to hurry up quickly to the car, who nearly dropped down, but to fortune he balanced himself preventing the breaking of the floor.
Nearly a week passed away but Harry had no questions about Hermione as he saw Uncle Vernon getting into sight and with two-three large gulps of food getting out of the sight. Maybe he was getting a contract of drills or something that made him busy but Harry liked it. He had to see the double sized ballon face less often.
He went into bed one dark night and to his only belief he saw a letter on his bed, Hedwig staring at the post, which had burnt a hole into his bedcovers, he looked over the thick black envelope (not thinking about the scoldings he would have to wake up to when his Aunt Petunia would notice it). After ten minutes he took the strange letter knowing that it was not written by anyone familiar. He broke open the seal.
“Black bead school of strange arts”
Harry Potter,
You will be joining us after two weeks to learn
Special tripledegree on the Dark Arts. You will join us whether you
wish or not and you cannot prevent from reaching here.
Best if Hermione…
(What! Hermione is joining too!)
...Granger joins by interest and enter…
The Dark Side or be forced to.
THE DARK INSPIRING MINISTRY
BLACK BEAD STRANGE ARTS SCHOOL.