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Chapter One � E Dunque
Inizia... (1/2)

�speech�

�thoughts�

�� xxHDxx

There
was a secret about the Malfoy line, one that not many people knew.� A secret carried down through the Malfoy
lineage, at least twenty-six generations, as far back as anyone can remember�

�� ~x~

It was the summer before Harry�s final year at Hogwarts
School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and he was bored.� The summer had been like any other thus far, since starting at
Hogwarts six years ago.� His Aunt and
Uncle ignored him for the most part, apart from giving him the usual torturous
chores.� They always seemed to find
something for him to do, whether it was weeding the garden, cleaning the house,
or even painting the shed or fence.� And
as for his cousin Dudley, well, he ignored him altogether.

There was one upside to this summer though, he would be
turning of age at the end of the month, his 17^th birthday, and he
would have his freedom from the Dursleys at last.� He�d be able to leave 4 Privet Drive for good, and never look
back.� He couldn�t wait.�

He�d arranged to go to the Weasleys� after his birthday, to
spend the rest of the summer with them before returning to school.� It had been this way every summer since the
end of his first year.� He smiled, as he
remembered the owl he had received that morning.

Hiya Harry,

How are you mate?�
How are the Dursleys treating you?

Mum and Dad say yes!�
Dad will apparate over at one o�clock on your birthday to bring you to
our house.� So be ready to leave when he
gets there!

Everyone�s missing you and can�t wait to see you.� Ginny and the twins say hi!

Be careful when you get here though, the twins have
invented some new pranks for the shop and have been trying them on everyone all
summer.� They�ve already got me three
times!

Hermione�s already here, she says hi too!

Mum says to let us know if the Dursleys aren�t feeding you
properly again and she�ll owl over some food.

See you on your birthday mate!

Ron

�Boy! Stop daydreaming and finish cleaning that floor!�� His Aunt�s voice pulled him out of his
thoughts, as the smile faded from his face.

�Yes, Aunt Petunia,� he answered, and with a grim look of
determination, set back to work on cleaning the kitchen floor, his last chore
of the day, so he could retreat to the quiet comfort of his room.

�� ~x~

It was the 30^th July, close to midnight, and
Harry lay in bed staring at his bedside clock.

23:58

Just a couple of minutes to go until his 17^th
birthday� his last day with the Dursleys.�
No more chores; no more sneers directed his way; no more being called
�Boy� or �Freak� by his relatives anymore.

23.59

One minute to go�

He�d stayed awake the night before his birthday for as far
back as he could remember.� He loved to
count down the last few minutes� seconds� �till the time when he turned a year
older.

30
seconds

20
seconds

10�

5�

4�

3�

2�

1�

�Happy Birthday Harry�, he whispered to himself, a faint
smile on his face.

His head jerked towards his bedroom window when he heard a
tapping sound on the glass, and a huge grin split across his face.� He climbed out of bed and hurried to open
the window, and let in the 5 owls patiently waiting on his window ledge.� They flew in in a flurry of feathers, one of
which somehow ended up in Harry�s hair, and landed on the bed.�

He recognised them all on sight.� There was Hedwig his beloved snowy owl; Errol from the Weasley
family; Pigwidgeon, Ron�s hyperactive little owl; and two Hogwarts tawny owls,
each bearing the Hogwarts crest on a delicate chain around their necks.�

He relieved them all of their burdens, although it took him
a while to catch Pig who was zooming around the room in circles, and laid out
some treats and water for them on his desk so that they could rest before
making their return journeys.

While the owls were resting, Harry turned his attention to
the letters and parcels scattered over his bed.� He picked up the two letters delivered by Ron�s owl first.� One of the envelopes was addressed to him in
Ron�s untidy scrawl, the other in Hermione�s neat handwriting.� He opened Ron�s first.

Happy Birthday Mate!

Can�t wait till you get here!

Mum�s throwing you a party too.� Just warning you in advance mate!

See you later!

Ron

Harry smiled, and then turned his attention to Hermione�s
letter.

Hi Harry

Happy Birthday!

I can�t believe it�s finally here.� Now we�re all of age: you, Ron and me.� We�ll be able to get our apparition licenses
together now!� I can�t wait!

Hope you have a great day Harry!� Can�t wait to see you later!

We�ve all really missed you!

Love

Hermione

He carefully placed the letters to one side and then pulled
the package that had come with them towards him.� He opened it up, and inside were two presents.� One was wrapped in Gryffindor red and gold �
that one was definitely from Ron � and the other was wrapped in simple brown
paper � Hermione�s.�

He picked up Ron�s present first and pulled off the wrapping
paper.� Inside was a new broomstick
servicing kit, complete with wax, polish and steel clippers to keep the broom
twigs neat and tidy.� Underneath the kit
was a thick book.� Harry picked it up
and looked at the cover.� It had a dark
blue covering with bold white writing on the front: The Quidditch Guide to a Thousand
Tricks and Fouls, by Madeline Holmes.

He smiled fondly and carefully placed them to one side, then
picked up Hermione�s present.� He
already knew it would be a book of some sort or something to do with
schoolwork.� He was betting it was
something to do with school as their NEWTs were this year, but when he pulled
off the paper he was wrong.� Inside was
what looked like a black leather bound journal.� Written on the front in silver ink, in an elegant and cursive
script was his name.� He opened it up to
the first page to see a scribbled note from Hermione.

Happy Birthday Harry!

�� Hope you like the journal.� Everday, the day�s date will appear at the
top of next clean page, and you can write down your thoughts everyday.� It also has self-adding pages when you reach
the end, so you never have to worry about running out of room to write!

�� Love Hermione

He turned over to the next page, and noticed that at the top
in that same cursive silver script, was the date: Thursday 31^st July.� With a fond stroke to the cover, he
placed it to one side with Ron�s presents so he could see what else he�d been
sent.

He picked up his next parcel, this one delivered by Errol,
and inside there were three separate presents.�
The first one he picked out was from Mr and Mrs Weasley.� Tearing off the blue wrapping paper, he
found inside some of Mrs Weasleys home-made fudge, along with a note saying not
to eat too much before he came to stay with them, or he wouldn�t have room for
lunch when he arrived!

The next gift he picked up was a small parcel, wrapped in a
pale yellow colour from Ginny.�
Unwrapping it, he found inside it a small black velvet pouch.� Opening it up, he found that it was filled
with tiny multi-coloured marbles, a little like the ones you find in a muggle
store.� Only these were slightly
different. If you looked closely you could see that the colours were
continuously changing, merging from one colour to another.� They were beautiful.� He studied the marbles for a little longer
before smiling fondly and putting them away, turning to his third gift from the
Weasleys.�

This one was obviously from the twins, Fred and George, as
the wrapping paper was a dazzling mix of bright colours that hurt the eyes and
made you dizzy if you looked at them for too long.� Removing the paper, he uncovered a brown box with a note stuck to
the top.� Unfolding the note he read the
message from the twins before laughing, thinking of all the fun he was going to
have this year.

Happy Birthday Harry!

Inside this box you will find a
treasure trove of our best pranks and jokes, some of which we haven�t even
released to the public yet!� Have fun,
use them well and make us proud!

Gred and Forge

He removed the lid on the box, and inside was an interesting
looking assortment of pranks and jokes, along with a book the twins and written
for him on the best way to use each one.�
He couldn�t wait to get to school so he could try them all out.� He set the box aside and turned his
attention to his last three gifts.�
Hedwig had brought him a gift from Moony, and the school owls a gift
from Hagrid and Dumbledore in turn.

He was very touched with the gift he was given from Moony,
as it was a ring that had belonged to his godfather, Sirius.� It was a simple, plain silver band that fit
around the little finger of his right hand.�
He put it on immediately, and knew straight away that he would very
rarely, if ever, take it off.

Hagrid had sent him a home-made chocolate cake, a replica of
the one he had given him for his 11^th birthday, only a lot less
squashed this time.� He also received a
stack of photos that Hagrid had found of his parents and their friends from
their days at Hogwarts, with a note telling him to add them to his album.� He sat for while, looking through them, some
of them bringing tears to his eyes, though he refused to let them fall.�� Two in particular caught his attention,
and he was faintly surprised.� One was
of his mother, probably in her fifth year, with Severus Snape and Lucius Malfoy
of all people, and the other was just her and Snape.� They were laughing and joking, and were obviously quite close
friends.� He looked through them for a
little while longer before finally turning his attention to his last present,
the one from Professor Dumbledore.

It was smallish and rectangular shaped, wrapped in Slytherin
green paper.� Inside was a wooden ornate
box with an obviously expensive quill inside, complete with a bottle of dark
green ink.� To finish it off there was a
small note from the Professor inside.

Happy Birthday Harry

�� Replacement ink can be obtained from
�Calligrafia: Penne e Pergamena� in Hogsmeade.

Professor Dumbledore

A hoot from his desk dragged his attention away, and he saw
that the owls had rested, and were impatient to return home.� He picked up all of his presents and placed
them on his desk, ready to pack into his school trunk the next morning.� He spun the latch, swung open the window,
and the owls took flight into the night, all apart from Hedwig, who settled
herself on her stand in the corner.

He stood at the window for a little while longer, just
looking at the stars and enjoying the feel of the cool night air on his bare
skin.� Eventually he stirred, closed and
latched the window and then turned his gaze to Hedwig in the corner.� She was asleep, head tucked under her wing,
breathing gently.� Harry though he�d
better do the same and get some sleep, as it was nearing one o�clock in the
morning.

He settled down in his bed, covers up to his chin, and
drifted off to sleep.� His dreams filled
with visions of adventures at The Burrow with his friends�

�� ~x~

It was approaching 12 noon later that day.� Harry had packed up his trunk, and was
sitting in the Dursleys� living room.�
The photo album Hagrid had given him in his first year was open on his
lap, and he was slotting in the new photos he�d received in the early hours of
that morning.�

He couldn�t wait until Mr Weasley came to pick him up in
just over an hour.

He was alone in the house, the Dursleys having left about an
hour ago, not wanting to be there when his �freaky friends� came to pick him
up.� Not that it bothered him in the
least.�

�� **

It was
certainly an unusual goodbye, definitely not what he was expecting.� Instead of the Dursleys ignoring him and not
even bothering to say goodbye, his Uncle had left with nary a word but a nod in
Harry�s direction, before heading out the door.� His cousin had approached him warily, as though unsure how Harry
would react, and hesitantly reached out to shake his hand, before following his
father through the door to the waiting car.�

It was
his Aunt however, that shocked him the most.�
She�d lingered behind and just stared at him for a while.� She�d opened her mouth as though to say
something, and then changed her mind, and pulled him into a quick hug instead,
before turning around and following her husband and son.

The car
had pulled out of the drive moments later, leaving a stunned Harry still stood
in the living room.

�� **

A sharp rap on the front door pulled him out of his
memory.� �Who could that be?�, he
wondered.�

He rose from the couch and went to open the front door.� Who he saw left him speechless�

�� xxHDxx

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