The Parliament's War
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Harry Potter Crossovers › General - Misc
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
10
Views:
3,020
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2
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Chapter 4: An unexpected Owl
Harry Potter is owned by JK Rowling
The Protector\'s War is owned by SM Stirling
Slytherin Rising was created by J.L. Matthews
Uther Windsor was having a perfectly ordinary day. His mother was teaching him his leasons, along with his younger brother Merlin, and his sister, Ygraine. As much as he hated his leasons, he worked hard at them because of his rivalry with his uncle, Sigurd, the one who was his age. They constantly competed in all things, each trying to show that they were better than the other. Uther liked his uncle Harry alot better. Yes, it was a perfectly ordinary day. Until something extrordinary happened . . .
Suddenly, without warning, an owl flew in the window and dropped a letter in front of him. It was adressed:
Uther Winsor
Kitchen table
Isle of Wight.
He opened it read his invitation to the Hogsmeade Academy.
Uther couldn\'t believe it. this must be some kind of Joke!
A month later, Uther was once again sitting at the kitchen table going over his lessons with his mom and siblings when a green fire suddenly roared to life in the floo! Out of the flames stepped the strangest looking woman he had ever seen. She had dirty blonde hair with bubble-gum pink tips. She wore baby corncobbs as earrings. Her silvery-grey eyes seem to be staring off into scape, looking at nothing in particular. She wore a form-fitting, metalic blue, knee length robe with a see through, loos fitting irradescent purple, floor length robe over it. And over this, she had at least twenty silver necklaces. She also had a silver belt made of tiny bells and matching anklets and braclets that jingled every time she moved in the slightest.
\"Hellooooo!\" said the woman in a dreamy trance-like voice. \"I\'ve come to take you to school.\"
\"He\'s not going anywhere with you, you hussy!\" exclaimed Uther\'s mother. \"And How did you get into my floo?\"
\"I knew that would be your answer\" said the stranger as she pulled a chopstik from behind her ear. \"Stupify!\"
\"What did you do to my mum!?!\" yelled Uther.
\"She\'s just stunned. She wake up in a few minutes\" said the stranger.
\"Who are you? What are you?\" asked Uther.
\"I\'m professor Lovegood and I\'m a witch\"
\"Am I really a witch too?\" asked Uther.
\"Yes. But, boy witches are called wizards. I\'ve come to take you to school to learn how to use your powers.\"
\"Cool! I wanna be a wizard too!\" said Merlin.
\"You\'ll have to wait until your old enough . . . next year\" said Profesor Lovegood.
The Protector\'s War is owned by SM Stirling
Slytherin Rising was created by J.L. Matthews
Uther Windsor was having a perfectly ordinary day. His mother was teaching him his leasons, along with his younger brother Merlin, and his sister, Ygraine. As much as he hated his leasons, he worked hard at them because of his rivalry with his uncle, Sigurd, the one who was his age. They constantly competed in all things, each trying to show that they were better than the other. Uther liked his uncle Harry alot better. Yes, it was a perfectly ordinary day. Until something extrordinary happened . . .
Suddenly, without warning, an owl flew in the window and dropped a letter in front of him. It was adressed:
Uther Winsor
Kitchen table
Isle of Wight.
He opened it read his invitation to the Hogsmeade Academy.
Uther couldn\'t believe it. this must be some kind of Joke!
A month later, Uther was once again sitting at the kitchen table going over his lessons with his mom and siblings when a green fire suddenly roared to life in the floo! Out of the flames stepped the strangest looking woman he had ever seen. She had dirty blonde hair with bubble-gum pink tips. She wore baby corncobbs as earrings. Her silvery-grey eyes seem to be staring off into scape, looking at nothing in particular. She wore a form-fitting, metalic blue, knee length robe with a see through, loos fitting irradescent purple, floor length robe over it. And over this, she had at least twenty silver necklaces. She also had a silver belt made of tiny bells and matching anklets and braclets that jingled every time she moved in the slightest.
\"Hellooooo!\" said the woman in a dreamy trance-like voice. \"I\'ve come to take you to school.\"
\"He\'s not going anywhere with you, you hussy!\" exclaimed Uther\'s mother. \"And How did you get into my floo?\"
\"I knew that would be your answer\" said the stranger as she pulled a chopstik from behind her ear. \"Stupify!\"
\"What did you do to my mum!?!\" yelled Uther.
\"She\'s just stunned. She wake up in a few minutes\" said the stranger.
\"Who are you? What are you?\" asked Uther.
\"I\'m professor Lovegood and I\'m a witch\"
\"Am I really a witch too?\" asked Uther.
\"Yes. But, boy witches are called wizards. I\'ve come to take you to school to learn how to use your powers.\"
\"Cool! I wanna be a wizard too!\" said Merlin.
\"You\'ll have to wait until your old enough . . . next year\" said Profesor Lovegood.