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The Prophecy

By: LRThunder
folder Harry Potter › General
Rating: Adult ++
Chapters: 2
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Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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Dinner and Letter

Chapter 2: Dinner and Letter (In progress)

The next night, the Davidsons dressed up and went over to the Dursleys to have dinner. Dudley Dursley greeted them at the door and ushered them into the house. John noticed that there were four people in the living room and the fourth person was not Harry, but rather somebody that was probably related to Mr. Dursley. \"Hello, folks. Allow me to introduce you to my dear sister, Marge,\" he said, in a rather oily tone. Just then there was another knock at the door. Dudley answered it and in stepped a police officer.

\"Good evening, folks. I just wanted to let you know that Sirius Black, the escaped killer, is still on the loose, so you folks had better be careful,\" the officer said.

\"Who\'s Sirius Black?\" Mr. Davidson asked as they all sat down at the table. John noticed that Harry had joined them and had a pained expression on his face. Was it because of his family or his uncle\'s sister? He made a point to ask him about it later.

\"Some psycho killer from a prison that escaped a couple of days ago. They\'ve been replaying that warning all over TV constantly. You would think they have better news to cover,\" Mr. Dursley growled.

With that, they all sat down at the table for dinner. Petunia ordered Harry to fetch extra chairs, which Harry did so. He had a good reason to obey his aunt and uncle: if they towed the line and he was good, then Vernon would sign his form that would allow him to go tosmeasmeade with the other third years.

After the main course, Harry was allowed to leave the table and John\'s parents allowed him to go up to Harry\'s room with Harry, although the Dursleys gave a worried look. But Harry wasn\'t too worried. He was hiding all traces of his magical education, so he wasn\'t worried that John might stumble on it. As Harry closed the door, he turned to John and said, \"I\'ve got to warn you now. My uncle might try to manuever your parents into some sort of business arrangement, even though they don\'t work with him.\"

\"Is that a bad thing?\" John asked.

\"Let\'s just say my uncle is a shrewd man,\" Harry said mysteriously.

John was about to respond, when there came a tap at the window. Both Harry and John turned to look and saw an owl with an envelope. Cursing under his breath, Harry got up and opened the window. It wasn\'t his owl, Hedwig, but rather a school owl. Harry took the envelope and his eyes widened. \"This letter\'s for you, John.\" Shocked, John took the letter and was even more surprised at what he saw on the envelope.

Dear John Davidson,

You have been accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Enclosed is a list of school supplies and textbooks you will need. Please owl back your response by July 31.

Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress

\"I\'m a wizard?\" John asked shocked. Harry was also looking surprised, but not nearly as shocked. \"Why aren\'t you shocked?\" John inquired.

\"Because I am also a wizard. This will be my third year there,\" Harry said. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door and it opened to reveal Vernon Dursley. Harry told John to hide the letter from his uncle so it wouldn\'t upset him.

\"Your parents are ready to leave,\" Vernon Dur sai said and John hurried out of the room, being careful to not let him see the letter. After saying a quick bye to Harry, he hurried down the stairs where his parents were ready to leave. He shook hands with Mrs. Dursley and Dudley and then left Number 4 Privet Drive with his parents.

After they got home, John showed his parents the letter. His parents looked at each other and said, \"John, it\'s about time we tolt you something. Please sit down, because this could be rather difficult to explain,\" Mr. Davidson said. Confused, John sat down, wondering if his parents knew all along that he was a wizard and if they did, why they didn\'t tell him. Was it because of the nightmares he was having?

\"It all begins before you were born. Your mother was returning from shopping at the commissary in Germany and she was still pregnant with you. As she walking out to the car, she was attacked...by a vampire,\" Mr. Davidson explained. John\'s eyes widened in fear and he started to get up and back away from his mom.

\"So that\'s your blood ailment!\" John spat, furious that his parents had lied to him. \"All this time I was in danger...you\'re in danger, Dad!\"

\"John! Calm down! Yes, your mother was turned into a vampire, but somebody was already there and thanks to certain medication she has to take everyday, not only is she not a threat, but she can walk into the sunlight, albeit suffering a major headache afterwards,\" Mr. Davidson explained.

\"Does that also make me a vampire? Is that why I\'m a wizard?\" John asked, still furious.

\"Yes, to your second question. Not really to your first question,\" his mom replied.

\"What do you mean, not really?\" John\'s eyes narrowed.

\"You have some characteristics of a vampire. You are super strong and hardly anything can injure you and you will be able to live for a long time, although you\'re not immortal. I\'d say about 200-250 years. On the other hand, you\'re no threats to humans, but you are a threat to animals and will continue to be as you get older. That\'s another reason, besidhe mhe move to England, we had to get rid of the cats.\"

There was silence for about a minute or so. John broke the silence. \"So...can I go?\"

A couple of days later, John and his mom, with her medicine being taken of course, prepato gto go to Diagon Alley. But John was still not sure where to go to access Diagon Alley. So he suggested stopping by the Dursleys first and asking Harry for directions on how to get to Diagon Alley. Mrs. Davidson knocked on the door and it was flung open by an enraged Vernon Dursley. \"YES?? What is it you want?\"

\"John wishes to speak to Harry,\" Mrs. Davidson said, her eyes narrowing and a low growl in her throat at Mr. Dursley\'s rudeness.
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