AN: Hello everyone! This is my first fanfic. Just a little something I thought of last summer that had me cracking up. Please review and let me know what you think!
Disclaimer: Anything you recognize belongs to JK Rowling. The first paragraph is taken directly from DH and still belongs to Rowling.
A red-gold glow burst suddenly across the enchanted sky above them as an edge of dazzling sun appeared over the sill of the nearest window. The light hit both of their faces at the same time, so that Voldemort's was suddenly a flaming blur. Harry heard the high voice shriek as he too yelled his best hope to the heavens, pointing Draco's wand:
"Avada Kedavra!"
"Expelliarumus!"
Harry awoke with a gasp at a sharp knock on his door. He heard the familiar sound of his mother's voice, slightly muffled as it traveled through the wooden barrier.
"Harry? It's time for breakfast! Eggs and kippers!"
"Ok, mum."
Harry stretched his arms, and immediately jumped over to his mirror. Pushing back his black bangs from his emerald green eyes, he noted the obvious lack of a lightning-bolt shaped scar.
Hmm, what a strange dream. Wizards, huh?
With a laugh, he proceeded down the stairs to the kitchen where his raven-haired father and his redheaded mother awaited him.
Fin.