Harry sat in his room watching his AlaREM clock as the minutes till midnight went by so slowly. he would soon be seventeen so he could do magic and be out of this shit hole house once and for all. 5 minutes left. 4 minutes left. he lay still on his bed his head turned toward the clock all the lights off and the only source coming from the full moon outside his small window. 3 minutes. all his things were packed and waiting by the door of his room that was still locked from the outside from the dursley's stupid rules. He had sent hedwig ahead so it was one less thing he would have to carry. 2 minutes now. he sat up, leaning against the wall, his legs crossed, wand in hand. He didn't know what was supposed to happen on the moment of his seventeenth year of life but he couldn't wait to find out...30 seconds...15...what would happen? 10...5..4...3...2...1...midnight...
a faint glow started forming at the tip of his wand. HIs eyes widened at the light and he held his wand away from him. In the moment his small window shattered making him jump. A second later harry felt a tingling on his scalp and his hair started to grow longer, reaching down past his ears, also his line of vision got blurry and he squinted harshly before removing his glasses to find that he could see clearly. He was confused. what the hell was going on?! Just then a large tawny owl came through the shattered window with a letter in a red parchment envalope tied to it's leg...a howler...
He jumped up quickly and detached the red envelope from the owls leg so it could make a quick get away before it burst into flames.
"Happy Birthday Mr. Potter!
We at the ministry of magic are pleased to inform you that you are now offically of age and many do magic outside of school. But please remember to use caution in muggle inhabited areas. Please do no abuse this because this is a privilege not right. It can be take be taking away. Please enjoy the remander of your summer holidays.
Rufus Scrimgrore
Minister of Magic
Wow, Harry thought it's offical. as the letter burst into flames, leaving a scorch mark on the rough, wooden floor. A loud noise came from the room down the hall and Harry jumped as he realized how loud that must have been when loud thundering footsteps came closer to his door just as another owl came flying in. He quickly snatched the letter and shrank his luggage, shoving it in his pockets before the door burst open and a purple faced him. "What the bloody hell are you doing in here boy?! do you realize what time it is????" He started moving towards harry, his hands streched out as if to grab hold of his neck, but before he could reach him Harry pointed his wand in his face and exclaimed, "Patrificus Totalus!" His uncle's body became rigid like a stiff board and he fell backwards onto the hard floor. A second later His aunt and cousin were standing in the doorway as well looking down at the older man, fear etched into their eyes and the looked up at Harry.
Dudely yelled "You've done it now. You'll be expelled." Harry just laughed. "Dude, i'm seventeen now, i can do whatever the hell i want." He cast the spell twice more and his two other relatives were also laying on the floor next to his morbidly obese uncle. He looked down at the three bodies staring up at him. "I now leave you with this parting words of wisdom," he stood, back straight, above them and gave them the one fingered salute on both hands "Fuck you. Hope to never see you again." and with that he ran out of the room, luggage in his pocket, wand in hand. And out the front door of Number 4 Privite Drive.
