Harry Potter sat on his front porch. Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon
clearly wanted Harry out of their sight. The wind whipped Harry's face. He
looked into the puddle of water that was before him, staring at his own
reflection. Harry looked at his hair, short, at last, but nevertheless
untidy. Harry grinned. His glasses were askew, so he pushed them back up to
the bridge of his nose.
"HARRY!!" Aunt Petunia's shriek emitted from the kitchen.
Harry scrambled to his feet, rushing into the house. Aunt Petunia shoved a box into Harry's hands. He looked at her with a mingled expression of confusion on his face. He turned the box over in his hands, for it was very small. Just a brown box, nothing interesting.
"Take it and don't ask questions." Harry's aunt snapped, stirring the egg yolk. Harry lagged up to his room, curious as to what was in the box. He sat on his bed, and opened the top of his box. Harry blinked several times. A box with the words, "ACCUAVE Eye Contacts." Harry opened the box. There was a plastic thing with a letter on one cap, which said L. He shook the box. There was a little pamphlet entitled "Getting started."
Petunia Dursley, a Muggle, a horrible Aunt, and a person who hated Harry, was giving Harry the responsibility to wear contacts. Harry took off his glasses, and went into the bathroom with the pamphlet and contacts. He opened to the first page, where it told you how to put on contacts. Harry opened the case for the contacts and put the left one on the tip of his finger, and held his eye open with the other hand. He pressed the contact lightly onto his eyeball. He blinked several times before putting on the other contact. Harry looked at his appearance. His eyes stood out greatly. Harry grinned as he quoted his best friend, Ron Weasley: "Bloody Hell, I look good!"
Harry looked at the paper taped to his wall, counting down the days till he went back to Hogwarts. Just two days. He wouldn't have to worry about Cho, she was dating again now. He was pressured last year by the responsibility of having Cho as a girlfriend. He didn't have to worry about that now. Hedwig soared in through the window just then.
"Hey, Hedwig, have you got a letter for me?" Harry untied the letter from Hedwig's leg. He separated two rolls of parchment, one from Hermione Granger, and the other from Ron. His mind was buzzing with questions as he read the topic of Ron's thought. Harry shrugged as he was done reading his letter. Then, Harry crossed the room, and started packing his trunk.
"HARRY!!" Aunt Petunia's shriek emitted from the kitchen.
Harry scrambled to his feet, rushing into the house. Aunt Petunia shoved a box into Harry's hands. He looked at her with a mingled expression of confusion on his face. He turned the box over in his hands, for it was very small. Just a brown box, nothing interesting.
"Take it and don't ask questions." Harry's aunt snapped, stirring the egg yolk. Harry lagged up to his room, curious as to what was in the box. He sat on his bed, and opened the top of his box. Harry blinked several times. A box with the words, "ACCUAVE Eye Contacts." Harry opened the box. There was a plastic thing with a letter on one cap, which said L. He shook the box. There was a little pamphlet entitled "Getting started."
Petunia Dursley, a Muggle, a horrible Aunt, and a person who hated Harry, was giving Harry the responsibility to wear contacts. Harry took off his glasses, and went into the bathroom with the pamphlet and contacts. He opened to the first page, where it told you how to put on contacts. Harry opened the case for the contacts and put the left one on the tip of his finger, and held his eye open with the other hand. He pressed the contact lightly onto his eyeball. He blinked several times before putting on the other contact. Harry looked at his appearance. His eyes stood out greatly. Harry grinned as he quoted his best friend, Ron Weasley: "Bloody Hell, I look good!"
Harry looked at the paper taped to his wall, counting down the days till he went back to Hogwarts. Just two days. He wouldn't have to worry about Cho, she was dating again now. He was pressured last year by the responsibility of having Cho as a girlfriend. He didn't have to worry about that now. Hedwig soared in through the window just then.
"Hey, Hedwig, have you got a letter for me?" Harry untied the letter from Hedwig's leg. He separated two rolls of parchment, one from Hermione Granger, and the other from Ron. His mind was buzzing with questions as he read the topic of Ron's thought. Harry shrugged as he was done reading his letter. Then, Harry crossed the room, and started packing his trunk.
