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Chapter 1: Default Chapter




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Harry Potter: The Ancestors' Call

Chapter One

Harry was lying on his bed, staring at the ceiling. He had been at the Dursleys for nearly a month and it was a living Hell. His aunt had decided he would have to help her with the chores, which meant she would give him a list of things-to-do and watch him over the day.

Dudley was still on his diet and the amount of food Harry was given, which had never been big, had decreased, too. The only thing which had prevented him from starving had been his friends. They had sent him some food after having received his call for help.

Moreover, the nurse from Dudley's school, having noticed that Dudley wasn't losing a pound had ordered the Dursleys to make him practice some sport during the holidays. After several shouting matches, it had been decided that Dudley would start learning martial arts. The thought of Dudley doing martial arts was enough to make Harry burst into fits of laughter.

In fact these martial arts lessons had been one of the only positive points of this month, if not the only. You see, the Dursleys had decided that Harry would go to these lessons, too, probably hoping he would spend it getting beaten the hell out of him. The only drawback to this was that Harry quickly discovered he was skilled for martial arts. His medium- height gave him great agility. Seeing that, the Dursleys had made him quit these lessons but Harry had got interested in it, so he continued to train himself early in the mornings when no one would see him or later at night when everyone was asleep.

Thanks to this and jogging in the mornings, he had become more muscular, even if he remained quite small and skinny. His hair was as wild as ever and his eyes were a deep green. The change was that they lacked the happiness (which you had been able to see in them before) which had disappeared since the Third task.

Nightmares plagued him. Every night he would dream of Cedric, Voldemort, murders and tortures. He didn't know what was going on in the magical world, and his friends didn't tell him anything about Voldemort.

Harry sighed. He knew that this year would be tough. Voldemort was after him, and wouldn't stop before seeing Harry dead. Since his scar had hurt him several times during the month, he knew Voldemort had again started to gain the power he had had before his first encounter with Harry.

This encounter had given Harry the lightning scar on his forehead. It had also made him famous in the wizarding world: when he was a year old, Voldemort, thanks to the betrayal of Wormtail, had found the Potters and killed them. Then he had tried to kill Harry. But to the astonishment of everyone, the curse had bounced off Harry and hit Voldemort, making him a shadow without any power. Harry knew now, that it was his mother's sacrifice, which had protected him.

After that, he had been sent to the Dursleys. He had only discovered the wizarding world when he had received his Hogwarts letter. During the past four years, he had encountered Voldemort three times. He had also found out about his godfather, Sirius, who had been accused of the Potter's betrayal. Sirius had been put in Azkaban from where he had escaped in Harry's third year. And last year, Voldemort had recovered his full powers and Cedric had died in front of Harry's eyes and he still blamed himself for it. He shook his head. Dwelling on it wouldn't help Cedric. However, he couldn't stop himself from thinking about it and it was eating him from the inside.

He sighed again. Today was his birthday. As usual, the Dursleys had forgotten about it. Harry didn't mind; he was used to this treatment by now. But the fact that he hadn't received anything from his friends yet was worrying him.

As though his thoughts had been heard, six owls flew through the window. Harry immediately recognized Pig and Hedwig. The owls dropped their packages. Harry took them and opened Ron's first.

Hi Harry!

Happy Birthday!

How are you? Are the Muggles treating you well? Threaten them with Sirius if they don't! Hope you'll like your present. Here it's quite calm. The twins have stayed in their bedroom for most of the month, sending and receiving owls every day. Sometimes we hear some loud noises but they won't say what they're up to!

We've asked Dumbledore if you could come but he hasn't answered us yet.

See you soon!

Ron

Harry opened the package. Ron had got him a box of Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans and a Training Snitch! Harry looked at it with bright eyes. He was sure that it was quite expensive, but the twins might have helped Ron buying it.

He opened Hermione's present.

Happy Birthday Harry!

I hope you're fine. I spent two weeks in Bulgaria with Viktor. It was amazing! This country has such an interesting history! It's so interesting... and guess what! I've been made a prefect! Isn't it great?

Do you like Mercury? He's my new owl. My parents bought him when they learned about me being a prefect.

Anyway, things are becoming darker and darker in the wizarding world. Fudge still doesn't believe in Voldemort's return, despite the few attack, which have taken place in the country. He says they're terrorists impersonating Death Eaters to spread panic in England. But he's loosing support.

Enough with that. I hope the Dursleys treat you well.

Love,

Hermione

Hermione had given him books, as usual: 'Curses, Hexes, how to defend yourself against them' and 'Legends of Quidditch'. He was thankful for them as they might be of help this year and promised himself to read them.

Hagrid's letter was the next.

Happy birthday Harry!

How are you doing? Hope you're fine with these Muggles of yours. I'm now on a mission with Olympe. She says Happy birthday, too. I hope you like your present!

Hagrid

Hagrid had sent him one of his rock cakes and a little box.

The box contained a powder that could stop any kind of poison. At least that was what the note accompanying it said. It might be useful.

Then Harry turned to open the three remaining letters.

One of them was from Sirius. The man was asking how he was. He also said he was currently on a mission for Dumbledore and told Harry that Peter had been spotted during an attack so he might be cleared. He had given Harry a small pocket mirror that could show the holder where a person was, wherever they were if they weren't protected by a spell, of course.

The second letter was from the twins. They thanked him for the money, telling him that they were progressing with their shop. They gave him a few of their inventions "to test them on your family" as they said.

The last one was from Hogwarts.

Dear Mr. Potter,

I'm glad to announce that you have been made a prefect along with Miss Granger. Congratulations! Enclosed, you'll find the list of the material needed this year and your prefect badge. You'll have to wear it all times, except for Quidditch.

Sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall

Harry was delighted by this. He was a prefect! Then he realized that Ron hadn't been made one, and started to dread his reaction. Last year, Ron had been extremely jealous of Harry and hadn't spoken to him for a few months. Harry sighed and looked at the list. It was the usual list but for one thing which caught his attention directly. The students were asked to buy dueling robes and books. Harry just hoped that if they were to learn how to duel, the teacher would be better than Lockhart had been.

He quickly wrote thank-you notes to his friends. Then he noticed that it was nearly midnight. Suddenly he felt something burning in his hand. He looked at it and jumped in surprise. His right hand was glowing brightly. It was surrounded by a blinding light blue glow. The burning feeling got stronger and he tried to get a closer look at it. When the glow started to fade, he discovered that something had appeared in his palm. It seemed like the beginning of a rune, but he wasn't sure of that. He touched it and winced. It hurt. Slightly confused, he decided to wait for Hedwig's return and to write to Dumbledore about it. The headmaster would know what to do. Having made up his mind, he tried to sleep, but his thoughts always came back to what had just happened. Finally he managed to fall asleep, only to be woken up a few hours later by his aunt's shouts

The following days passed uneventfully. Harry had almost forgotten about the rune in his palm. Sure, he sometimes thought about it, but it wasn't hurting him anymore. He was still waiting for Hedwig to come back. But he knew it would take a while as he had sent her to Sirius. As he was still into hiding he could be anywhere, even in a very far away place.

A week had passed since his birthday, the Dursleys were their usual selves, and every evening Harry fell exhausted onto his bed. He was probably one of the only students to want to come back to school. Suddenly he experienced this strange feeling in his hand again, except it was more painful. He looked at his hand and saw it glowing but this time it had an amber glow.

It lasted for a few minutes. And afterwards he immediately noticed a new part of the rune, which had appeared. He looked at it, confused, then angry. Apparently, the pain, the fame, knowing the fact he was responsible for Cedric's death and Voldemort's return, and being the Boy Who Lived, Voldemort's foremost enemy wasn't enough! Something else had to happen to him! Why couldn't he spend a normal year like everyone else, a year without troubles following him, death threats, a year without anything strange happening to him! Was it too much to ask?

He looked at his palm, angrily. He didn't understand the meaning of the rune. He wanted to rip it from his hand, but knew he couldn't do anything except wait for Hedwig to return.

He was lying on his bed, thinking for a while before falling asleep.

The next morning he woke up and immediatel

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Chương 1: Mặc định chươngTuyên bố từ chối; Tôi không của riêng bất cứ điều gì bạn sẽ nhận ra.Một/N /: nhờ để Sabrina betaing chöông naøy.Harry Potter: Tổ tiên gọiChương mộtHarry đang nằm trên giường của mình, nhìn trần nhà. Ông đã tại các Dursleys cho gần một tháng và nó là một cuộc sống địa ngục. Dì của ông đã quyết định ông sẽ phải giúp đỡ cô ấy với việc vặt, có nghĩa là cô ấy sẽ cho anh ta một danh sách những điều để làm và xem anh ta cả ngày.Dudley đã vẫn còn trên chế độ ăn uống của mình và số lượng thực phẩm Harry đã được đưa ra, mà chưa bao giờ được lớn, đã giảm đi, quá. Điều duy nhất mà đã ngăn cản anh ta từ đói đã là bạn bè của mình. Họ đã gửi anh ta một số thực phẩm sau khi đã nhận được cuộc gọi của mình để được giúp đỡ.Hơn nữa, các y tá trường học của Dudley, có nhận thấy rằng Dudley đã không mất một pound đã ra lệnh Dursleys để làm cho anh ta thực hành một số môn thể thao trong những ngày nghỉ. Sau khi một số reo hò trận đấu, nó đã được quyết định rằng Dudley sẽ bắt đầu học võ thuật. Những suy nghĩ của Dudley làm võ thuật là đủ để làm cho Harry burst vào phù hợp của cười.Trong thực tế những bài học võ thuật đã là một trong những điểm chỉ tích cực của tháng này, nếu không phải là duy nhất. Bạn thấy, các Dursleys đã quyết định rằng Harry sẽ đi vào những bài học, quá, có thể hy vọng ông sẽ dành nó nhận được bị đánh đập địa ngục ra khỏi anh ta. Hạn chế duy nhất này là Harry nhanh chóng phát hiện ông là có tay nghề cho võ thuật. Chiều cao trung bình của anh đã cho anh ta tính linh hoạt tuyệt vời. Thấy rằng, các Dursleys đã làm cho anh ta bỏ những bài học nhưng Harry đã có quan tâm đến nó, vì vậy ông tiếp tục đào tạo mình sớm vào buổi sáng khi không ai sẽ nhìn thấy anh ta hoặc muộn vào ban đêm khi tất cả mọi người đã ngủ.Nhờ điều này và chạy bộ vào buổi sáng, ông đã là hơn cơ bắp, ngay cả khi ông vẫn còn khá nhỏ và skinny. Mái tóc của mình là như hoang dã như bao giờ hết và đôi mắt của ông đã là một màu xanh sâu. Sự thay đổi là rằng họ không có hạnh phúc (mà bạn đã có thể nhìn thấy trong họ trước) mà đã biến mất kể từ thứ ba nhiệm vụ.Cơn ác mộng cản hắn. Mỗi đêm, ông sẽ mơ ước của Cedric, Chúa tể Voldemort, vụ giết người và tra tấn. Ông không biết những gì đã xảy ra trong thế giới huyền diệu, và bạn bè của mình không nói cho anh ta bất cứ điều gì về Voldemort.Harry thở dài. Ông biết rằng trong năm nay sẽ là khó khăn. Voldemort đã sau khi anh ta, và sẽ không dừng lại trước khi nhìn thấy Harry chết. Kể từ khi vết sẹo của ông đã thương anh ta nhiều lần trong tháng, ông biết Voldemort đã bắt đầu một lần nữa để đạt được sức mạnh mà ông đã có trước khi ông lần đầu tiên gặp phải với Harry.This encounter had given Harry the lightning scar on his forehead. It had also made him famous in the wizarding world: when he was a year old, Voldemort, thanks to the betrayal of Wormtail, had found the Potters and killed them. Then he had tried to kill Harry. But to the astonishment of everyone, the curse had bounced off Harry and hit Voldemort, making him a shadow without any power. Harry knew now, that it was his mother's sacrifice, which had protected him.After that, he had been sent to the Dursleys. He had only discovered the wizarding world when he had received his Hogwarts letter. During the past four years, he had encountered Voldemort three times. He had also found out about his godfather, Sirius, who had been accused of the Potter's betrayal. Sirius had been put in Azkaban from where he had escaped in Harry's third year. And last year, Voldemort had recovered his full powers and Cedric had died in front of Harry's eyes and he still blamed himself for it. He shook his head. Dwelling on it wouldn't help Cedric. However, he couldn't stop himself from thinking about it and it was eating him from the inside.He sighed again. Today was his birthday. As usual, the Dursleys had forgotten about it. Harry didn't mind; he was used to this treatment by now. But the fact that he hadn't received anything from his friends yet was worrying him.As though his thoughts had been heard, six owls flew through the window. Harry immediately recognized Pig and Hedwig. The owls dropped their packages. Harry took them and opened Ron's first.Hi Harry!Happy Birthday!How are you? Are the Muggles treating you well? Threaten them with Sirius if they don't! Hope you'll like your present. Here it's quite calm. The twins have stayed in their bedroom for most of the month, sending and receiving owls every day. Sometimes we hear some loud noises but they won't say what they're up to!We've asked Dumbledore if you could come but he hasn't answered us yet.See you soon!RonHarry opened the package. Ron had got him a box of Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans and a Training Snitch! Harry looked at it with bright eyes. He was sure that it was quite expensive, but the twins might have helped Ron buying it.He opened Hermione's present.Happy Birthday Harry!I hope you're fine. I spent two weeks in Bulgaria with Viktor. It was amazing! This country has such an interesting history! It's so interesting... and guess what! I've been made a prefect! Isn't it great?Do you like Mercury? He's my new owl. My parents bought him when they learned about me being a prefect. Anyway, things are becoming darker and darker in the wizarding world. Fudge still doesn't believe in Voldemort's return, despite the few attack, which have taken place in the country. He says they're terrorists impersonating Death Eaters to spread panic in England. But he's loosing support.Enough with that. I hope the Dursleys treat you well.Love,HermioneHermione had given him books, as usual: 'Curses, Hexes, how to defend yourself against them' and 'Legends of Quidditch'. He was thankful for them as they might be of help this year and promised himself to read them.Hagrid's letter was the next.Happy birthday Harry!How are you doing? Hope you're fine with these Muggles of yours. I'm now on a mission with Olympe. She says Happy birthday, too. I hope you like your present!HagridHagrid had sent him one of his rock cakes and a little box.The box contained a powder that could stop any kind of poison. At least that was what the note accompanying it said. It might be useful.Then Harry turned to open the three remaining letters.One of them was from Sirius. The man was asking how he was. He also said he was currently on a mission for Dumbledore and told Harry that Peter had been spotted during an attack so he might be cleared. He had given Harry a small pocket mirror that could show the holder where a person was, wherever they were if they weren't protected by a spell, of course.The second letter was from the twins. They thanked him for the money, telling him that they were progressing with their shop. They gave him a few of their inventions "to test them on your family" as they said.The last one was from Hogwarts.Dear Mr. Potter,I'm glad to announce that you have been made a prefect along with Miss Granger. Congratulations! Enclosed, you'll find the list of the material needed this year and your prefect badge. You'll have to wear it all times, except for Quidditch.Sincerely,Minerva McGonagallHarry was delighted by this. He was a prefect! Then he realized that Ron hadn't been made one, and started to dread his reaction. Last year, Ron had been extremely jealous of Harry and hadn't spoken to him for a few months. Harry sighed and looked at the list. It was the usual list but for one thing which caught his attention directly. The students were asked to buy dueling robes and books. Harry just hoped that if they were to learn how to duel, the teacher would be better than Lockhart had been.He quickly wrote thank-you notes to his friends. Then he noticed that it was nearly midnight. Suddenly he felt something burning in his hand. He looked at it and jumped in surprise. His right hand was glowing brightly. It was surrounded by a blinding light blue glow. The burning feeling got stronger and he tried to get a closer look at it. When the glow started to fade, he discovered that something had appeared in his palm. It seemed like the beginning of a rune, but he wasn't sure of that. He touched it and winced. It hurt. Slightly confused, he decided to wait for Hedwig's return and to write to Dumbledore about it. The headmaster would know what to do. Having made up his mind, he tried to sleep, but his thoughts always came back to what had just happened. Finally he managed to fall asleep, only to be woken up a few hours later by his aunt's shoutsThe following days passed uneventfully. Harry had almost forgotten about the rune in his palm. Sure, he sometimes thought about it, but it wasn't hurting him anymore. He was still waiting for Hedwig to come back. But he knew it would take a while as he had sent her to Sirius. As he was still into hiding he could be anywhere, even in a very far away place.A week had passed since his birthday, the Dursleys were their usual selves, and every evening Harry fell exhausted onto his bed. He was probably one of the only students to want to come back to school. Suddenly he experienced this strange feeling in his hand again, except it was more painful. He looked at his hand and saw it glowing but this time it had an amber glow.It lasted for a few minutes. And afterwards he immediately noticed a new part of the rune, which had appeared. He looked at it, confused, then angry. Apparently, the pain, the fame, knowing the fact he was responsible for Cedric's death and Voldemort's return, and being the Boy Who Lived, Voldemort's foremost enemy wasn't enough! Something else had to happen to him! Why couldn't he spend a normal year like everyone else, a year without troubles following him, death threats, a year without anything strange happening to him! Was it too much to ask?He looked at his palm, angrily. He didn't understand the meaning of the rune. He wanted to rip it from his hand, but knew he couldn't do anything except wait for Hedwig to return.He was lying on his bed, thinking for a while before falling asleep.The next morning he woke up and immediatel