title: Harry, A History: The True Story of a Boy Wizard, His Fans, and Life Inside the Harry Potter Phenomenon
author:  Melissa Anelli 
description: With infectious, at times frenetic, excitement, Anelli presents two narratives in this hip report on how a boy wizard became a rock star. The first is a love letter to the fans of J.K. Rowling's Harry Potter: a smart, creative, multinational, generation-spanning and technology-driven community. In the second, Anelli gives readers an exhaustive, if often jumbled, time line of Harry Potter's popularity. Appropriately for the webmistress of the Leaky Cauldron Web site, the author pays attention to the power of the Internet and its symbiotic relationship with fan communities, known as fandoms. Anelli attributes the evolution of fandoms principally to Harry Potteran error that ignores other fandom phenomena like <i>Star Trek</i> or <i>The X-Files</i>. As she details her work with the Leaky Cauldron, readers get a view into the publishing world and the impressive tale of Harry Potter's ascension. Anelli also shares sweet scenes of meeting Rowling and the actors who portray the characters in the films. Fans will recognize themselves in these pages, and the curious might finally understand their friends. <i>(Nov. 4)</i> <br />Copyright  Reed Business Information, a division of Reed Elsevier Inc. All rights reserved.
zlib_text: Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix 
   
  By J.K. Rowling 
   
   
   
  CHAPTER ONE 
   
   
  Dudley Demented 
   
  The hottest day of the summer so far was drawing to a close and a drowsy silence lay over the 
  large, square houses of Privet Drive. Cars that were usually gleaming stood dusty in their drives 
  and lawns that were once emerald green lay parched and yellowing; the use of hosepipes had 
  been banned due to drought. Deprived of their usual car-washing and lawn-mowing pursuits, the 
  inhabitants of Privet Drive had retreated into the shade of their cool houses, windows thrown 
  wide in the hope of tempting in a nonexistent breeze. The only person left outdoors was a 
  teenage boy who was lying flat on his back in a flowerbed outside number four. 
   
  He was a skinny, black-haired, bespectacled boy who had the pinched, slightly unhealthy look of 
  someone who has grown a lot in a short space of time. His jeans were torn and dirty, his T-shirt 
  baggy and faded, and the soles of his trainers were 