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JKs
Chapter One A Dream
'Harry! Come on Harry, your breakfast is getting cold.'
Harry leaped out of the bed. It smelled like bacon. He sighed happily - he loved bacon.
He ran into the kitchen and sat down quickly with a cheeky grin on his face.
Lily smiled something. 'You're so lazy, Harry.'
'Am not! I'm here, aren't I! Catherine's still in bed; she's the lazy one.'
'Humph!' Lily snorted. 'You both take after your father.' She smiled at Harry fondly. 'He's still in bed!'
'Oh my god! And it's already 8:15! How much lazier can you get!' exclaimed Harry laughing.
Catherine walked in rubbing her eyes. 'What time is it?' she asked sleepily.
'8:15,' laughed Harry.
'Well, then what was all that shouting about?' she asked crossly.
'Uh, Catherine, do you know what day it is today?' Catherine looked confused. Harry laughed. She had been going on and on about the first day back at Hogwarts, and now it seemed as if she had completely forgotten about being a witch at all.
'Wha. What, day.oh!' she finally woke up and gasped. Then, she screamed.
'Ow!' shouted Harry. His mother laughed.
'Go on then Catherine, you'd better get ready for school!' Lily laughed. Catherine nodded excitedly and bounced back up the stairs.
'So,' Lily said, turning to Harry. 'Anything you want to say to your mother before abandoning her again for another year?'
Harry grinned and walked over to her. He hugged her. 'I'll be back next year.'
'That's what I wanna hear,' she said.
James Potter slumped down the stairs in his dressing gown. He stood in the kitchen doorway and yawned. 'So, are we getting rid of the kids today?'
Lily laughed and walked over to him. 'Yep. finally. I wonder why we had them at all, they're such a pain.' Harry jumped up in protest. 'As soon as they're gone,' continued Lily, stroking James' hair, 'We'll be able to get ourselves more.shall I say, active?' James grinned at her and they kissed.
'Er, hello?' Harry shouted in protest. 'Stop now, do more later.'
James laughed and hugged Harry.
'So, your seventh year at Hogwarts coming up, is it?' Harry nodded. 'God, and it's Catherine's fifth.'
Lily sighed. 'James, it's her sixth year. She and Harry are only a year apart! Honestly. I forget why I even married you!'
'Because Sirius bribed you into it.' James grinned. Lily laughed. Harry smiled happily.
'They're growing up, aren't they?' Lily sighed.
'Yep, we're gonna be able to turn you into slugs now!'
'Hey,' said James defensively. 'That only happened once, and I told you, it was a mistake!'
They all laughed and hugged.
'I'm gonna miss you,' said Harry.
'I know, we're gonna miss you too,' said Lily.
James looked down on his son. 'We love you, son.'
We love you, son. We love you, son. We love you, son.
The words swirled round and round in Harry's head. He woke up to the sound of banging on his door. Harry's head hurt.
'All right, all right. I'm up, I'm up.' The banging on his door ceased and Harry sat up in bed. He rubbed his face and felt his head. His forehead was hot and his palms were sweaty.
Harry put his head in his hands. He felt dizzy.
We love you son, we love you son, we love you son.
Still the words went round in Harry's head. Great, this time, he had a sister. Who else would pop into his next dream? An uncle? On his father's side, of course.
Harry enjoyed seeing his family in his dreams - the only problem was waking up. Harry felt guilty all of a sudden. He should be happy. It was his seventh and final year at Hogwarts; and he was Head Boy. He should be real happy. But he wasn't. He was miserable.
Only during that summer he had finally begun to think about the after question that soon popped into everyone's heads. What will I do after my school years end at Hogwarts? What will happen to Voldemort? Will I ever see any of my friends again? More importantly, will I ever see my best friends again, Ron and Hermione? What are they gonna do? And, most importantly to Harry, what would mum and dad have wanted me to do?
He heard banging on his door again. Petunia's voice came through the wood. 'Get up, Harry! You're gonna be late.'
Harry smiled wryly. His Aunt and Uncle, and especially his cousin, were too obviously very anxious to get rid of him for another year.
He got up, quickly put some clothes on, grabbed his trunk which he had packed the previous night, and rushed downstairs. Truthfully, although he was worried about his future, Harry couldn't wait to be rid of the Dursley's either.
Harry grabbed some toast, and let Vernon push him into the car. They zoomed to the station, and arrived there with only five minutes to spare.
'See you next year Harry!' said Vernon happily, as Harry was shoved onto the platform.
The car whizzed off. 'Yeah, I had a great summer with you too, family,' mumbled Harry.
Chapter One A Dream
'Harry! Come on Harry, your breakfast is getting cold.'
Harry leaped out of the bed. It smelled like bacon. He sighed happily - he loved bacon.
He ran into the kitchen and sat down quickly with a cheeky grin on his face.
Lily smiled something. 'You're so lazy, Harry.'
'Am not! I'm here, aren't I! Catherine's still in bed; she's the lazy one.'
'Humph!' Lily snorted. 'You both take after your father.' She smiled at Harry fondly. 'He's still in bed!'
'Oh my god! And it's already 8:15! How much lazier can you get!' exclaimed Harry laughing.
Catherine walked in rubbing her eyes. 'What time is it?' she asked sleepily.
'8:15,' laughed Harry.
'Well, then what was all that shouting about?' she asked crossly.
'Uh, Catherine, do you know what day it is today?' Catherine looked confused. Harry laughed. She had been going on and on about the first day back at Hogwarts, and now it seemed as if she had completely forgotten about being a witch at all.
'Wha. What, day.oh!' she finally woke up and gasped. Then, she screamed.
'Ow!' shouted Harry. His mother laughed.
'Go on then Catherine, you'd better get ready for school!' Lily laughed. Catherine nodded excitedly and bounced back up the stairs.
'So,' Lily said, turning to Harry. 'Anything you want to say to your mother before abandoning her again for another year?'
Harry grinned and walked over to her. He hugged her. 'I'll be back next year.'
'That's what I wanna hear,' she said.
James Potter slumped down the stairs in his dressing gown. He stood in the kitchen doorway and yawned. 'So, are we getting rid of the kids today?'
Lily laughed and walked over to him. 'Yep. finally. I wonder why we had them at all, they're such a pain.' Harry jumped up in protest. 'As soon as they're gone,' continued Lily, stroking James' hair, 'We'll be able to get ourselves more.shall I say, active?' James grinned at her and they kissed.
'Er, hello?' Harry shouted in protest. 'Stop now, do more later.'
James laughed and hugged Harry.
'So, your seventh year at Hogwarts coming up, is it?' Harry nodded. 'God, and it's Catherine's fifth.'
Lily sighed. 'James, it's her sixth year. She and Harry are only a year apart! Honestly. I forget why I even married you!'
'Because Sirius bribed you into it.' James grinned. Lily laughed. Harry smiled happily.
'They're growing up, aren't they?' Lily sighed.
'Yep, we're gonna be able to turn you into slugs now!'
'Hey,' said James defensively. 'That only happened once, and I told you, it was a mistake!'
They all laughed and hugged.
'I'm gonna miss you,' said Harry.
'I know, we're gonna miss you too,' said Lily.
James looked down on his son. 'We love you, son.'
We love you, son. We love you, son. We love you, son.
The words swirled round and round in Harry's head. He woke up to the sound of banging on his door. Harry's head hurt.
'All right, all right. I'm up, I'm up.' The banging on his door ceased and Harry sat up in bed. He rubbed his face and felt his head. His forehead was hot and his palms were sweaty.
Harry put his head in his hands. He felt dizzy.
We love you son, we love you son, we love you son.
Still the words went round in Harry's head. Great, this time, he had a sister. Who else would pop into his next dream? An uncle? On his father's side, of course.
Harry enjoyed seeing his family in his dreams - the only problem was waking up. Harry felt guilty all of a sudden. He should be happy. It was his seventh and final year at Hogwarts; and he was Head Boy. He should be real happy. But he wasn't. He was miserable.
Only during that summer he had finally begun to think about the after question that soon popped into everyone's heads. What will I do after my school years end at Hogwarts? What will happen to Voldemort? Will I ever see any of my friends again? More importantly, will I ever see my best friends again, Ron and Hermione? What are they gonna do? And, most importantly to Harry, what would mum and dad have wanted me to do?
He heard banging on his door again. Petunia's voice came through the wood. 'Get up, Harry! You're gonna be late.'
Harry smiled wryly. His Aunt and Uncle, and especially his cousin, were too obviously very anxious to get rid of him for another year.
He got up, quickly put some clothes on, grabbed his trunk which he had packed the previous night, and rushed downstairs. Truthfully, although he was worried about his future, Harry couldn't wait to be rid of the Dursley's either.
Harry grabbed some toast, and let Vernon push him into the car. They zoomed to the station, and arrived there with only five minutes to spare.
'See you next year Harry!' said Vernon happily, as Harry was shoved onto the platform.
The car whizzed off. 'Yeah, I had a great summer with you too, family,' mumbled Harry.
