Hey everyone. This is my first fan fic so be nice!
Harry walked into Diagon Alley and straight away felt like he was at home. There was Flourish and Blotts where he will be getting his supplies for this year, and over there was his favourite shop – Quality Quidditch supplies. He looked at his watch and saw that he still had 15 minuets until he had to meet Ron and Hermione out side Florean Fortescues ice cream parlour. He thought he would use this time to go and look over the Star Jet. The latest Quidditch broom to come out, which had, straight away, taken pride of place in the centre of the shops window. While he was pondering the thought of spending his school money he had taken out of Gringrotts that morning, on the new broom he heard an odd conversation between two wizards standing near the shop.
“And she just died?” Asked the first. “Does anyone know how?”
“No, apparently they just found her in her house. It seemed she had been cooking.”
“How come the Daily Prophet haven’t picked it up?”
“I don’t know but I think Dumbledore is doing his best to keep it hush hush!”
As Harry tried to move in closer he heard his name being called and turned to see his two best friends rushing towards him. They didn’t look much different to when he last saw them at the end of last year. There was Ron, tall, gangly and with his bright red hair. Hermione was right behind him, her hair still bushy and already carrying what looked suspiciously to Harry like this years books already filled with bookmarks. They appeared to be in the middle of an argument over a dung bomb, which had appeared to have gone off near them. Harry smiled to him self and pushed the conversation he had overheard to the other side of his head making a mental note to tell Ron and Hermione about it after they had caught up.
Well there is the first chapter. i thought i would do it in chapters as it is eaiser. please say what you think!