Prologue: Just another day…
Harry woke up, his cloak said six am, six damn am. Why did he have to wake up about three hours before everyone else in the Burrow? Sighing Harry tried to get back to sleep.
"Harry!" shouted Mrs Weasly as she knocked on his door loudly. "There are three young ladies at the door saying they need to talk to you, so please get out bed at this rather early time two forty eight!" Groaning as he came round Harry lazily put his robes on after putting on his glasses. He slowly went down the stair to see the "three young ladies" as Mrs Weasly had put it.
Harry look at the three young witches in front of, all three were blond hair blue eyed beauties and he could have swore they were triplets. They all were smiling and giggling and wearing this years most stylish robes, jewellery and make-up; they were all, unsurprising in Harry's opinion giggling like school girls. The closet one spoke.
"Hello there hero!" she giggled "I'm Sherry, and these two behind me are Merry and Terry" oh god thought Harry, three bimbos with a mother who really had no imagination when it came to names.
"And were wondering if a handsome wizard like you like to join us at a party tonight" said Sherry with a perfect smile.
Considering that Harry only ever had a bath when Mrs Weasly forced him too because he was smelling the Burrow out and hadn't had a shave in six months. The words handsome wizard struck him as truly the word of a shallow fan girl.
"No" said Harry bluntly as he shut the door in the witches face.
Now that he was up Harry decided it was time to get some breakfast/lunch and ignoring Mrs Weasly unapproved glances, Harry made himself some toast and coffee.
"You know, young Mr. Potter, you really could make a effort to try at least let them down nicely" said Mrs Weasly as she passed him the Daily Prophet.
"To what point?" signed Harry as he took the paper "there just be another bunch tomorrow"
Mrs Weasly spoke in a stern voice " Mr Potter you need to get yourself out of this rut that you let yourself get into, it been nearly a year now since… since you know what happened, but that no excuse for you to spend all day in bed and make no effort to get a job!"
Most morning/afternoons went like this for Harry these days, stupid people who he didn't know anything about him, acting like they were his beast friend and Mrs Weasly trying to fix a life that had finished nearly a year ago.
At nine pm, Harry decided to go to bed and call it a day, He felt pretty tired anyway and it wasn't like he anything to do. After a few hours, Hairy finally dropped of to sleep…
In front of him stood Lord Voldemort, wand in hand, Harry was a matter of meters away from the snake eyed killer.
"And now" said Voldemort "its time to take out a second pest tonight, Adva Kadeva!" The green light shot out his wand and into Harry, and his world exploded…
His bedroom door open and a vaguely female figure come through and moved to his window, she then pulled the open the curtains and let sunlight stream into Harry's room. He squinted his eyes out of reflex.
"Well" she said in a dreamy voice. "I been up since seven, you should really be up by nine I think, otherwise you might fall victim to a dragmunier and be tired all day"
Harry couldn't believe his eyes, before him stood a girl, or rather young women, he hadn't seen for the best part of year, and while she may have grown a bit, there were no mistaking those pale protuberant eyes or radish earrings.
Luna Lovegood was in his room.
If Harry could have been bothered to write a list of things that might have happened to him at nine am in the morning, Luna being the first thing he see would not have even been on the list.