This is my new story, I hope you all like it.
Surprise! by iGymnast
"Where are you going, young man!" Petunia Dursley screeched at her nephew.
"I am going," Harry Potter said defiantly, "for a walk. And if you have a problem with that, I'm sure my godfather would be most willing to speak with you." Petunia got a defeated look on her face and sighed in acquiescence. Harry nodded, satisfied, and stalked to the park.
He sat on a swing, contemplating an owl he'd received from the headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry two weeks ago.
Harry was doing chores inside when Fawkes, Headmaster Dumbledore's phoenix, had come soaring into number four, Privet Drive.
"Hey there, Fawkes," the fifteen year old said as he stroked the bird. "What do you have for me today?" Fawkes stuck out his leg, and Harry untied the letter the beautiful creature carried.
I need to speak with you in the near future about certain things. If you and your relatives are amiable, I will Floo to your home precisely three weeks from this Sunday to collect you. You will come with me to Hogwarts for a few hours, then I will take you to the Weasleys' residence. Please send your reply back with Fawkes.
Harry had written his consent on a sheet of Muggle newspaper and tied it to Fawkes's leg.
"Take this to the headmaster, all right?" Harry told the phoenix, which gave an awkward sort of nod as it soared out of sight.
"Harry?" he heard a feminine voice ask. He held his wand at the ready in his sleeve as he turned around.
"Chrissy Anderson. I used to sit behind you in primary school, remember?" the girl asked. She was a pretty girl-- long brunette hair, and gorgeous dark blue eyes. She wasn't very tall, maybe five foot four, but she was very slim, and had a nice figure.
"Yeah, I remember," Harry said.
"Where're you going to school now?" Chrissy asked.
"Err, St. Brutus's," Harry lied uneasily.
"Really? I like bad boys," she said, sitting in his lap seductively.
"Yeah, well, what can I say," Harry said, desperately trying to stand.
"Where are you going?" she pouted. "My birthday's coming up, and I wanted a special present from you."
"Err, I've got to go," Harry said, embarrassed.
"No, you don't," she said, her voice huskily seductive.
"You know, Harry, I've had a crush on you since primary school," she said as she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him full on the lips. She grabbed him by the hand and led him to her house.
"My parents aren't home yet," she whispered conspiratorially.
She clearly wasn't a virgin, Harry thought to himself in the week that ensued.
So here's the prologue. I realize it's extremely short (only two pages-- eek!), but that's the prologue. Chapter one is longer, I promise. I should have it uploaded soon enough. Please please please please please PLEASE review! :)