Hey guys so new story Im trying out here, I have so many ideas in my head its hard to pick and stick with one! So just going to get this out of the way, I make NO money off this, I do not own harry potter though I wish I did. And last but not least REVIEW I love to hear your opinion on the story and how im doing, and they keep me motivated! Hope you guys enjoy and ill try to keep updating the story regularly! Thanks!
***Firecracker***
Harry woke up to his aunt rapping on his bedroom door "up!" she screeched, before going downstairs. Rolling over he stared at the peeling white paint of the ceiling for a moment trying to remember the pleasant dream he had been having. He was flying high above a mountain range, watching the sun set with beautiful colors of pink and orange. The wind in his wings ruffling his feathers as he dived and swooped into clouds without a care in the world. It was the best dream he had so far this summer, and not to mention the best sleep, a whole 6 hours without having a nightmare. Ever since Cedric died he hadn't slept more than 4 hours before waking up in a cold sweat.
Getting out of bed he quickly got dressed before heading down to make his relatives breakfast, his cow of an Uncle would be getting up soon and he knew that if he wanted to stay on his family's good side this summer then he had better hurry up and have breakfast ready before Uncle Vernon got downstairs. This summer had been different then the last. He was allowed to keep his trunk in his room, and so far his Uncle hadn't threatened to lock Hedwig up in the shed. Instead his relatives were treating him with an almost indifference, giving him a list of chores for the week, that before he would have gotten in a day.
While he welcomed the break from his normal routine, it put him on edge, waiting for the shoe to drop. The Dursley's couldn't be this nice forever, not without something in return, usually his misery. Quickly he finished frying everything up and putting in on the table, just in time for his Uncle to come thru the door. Grabbing a piece of toast he went outside to get the weeding done before the sun properly rose and started baking the garden, he was proud of number 4's garden as he had been taking care of it for years now. Aunt Petunia loved being able to brag about how well all of her plants were doing in her gardening club, always leaving out the small fact of who was actually tending the garden. Luckily this was a task he actually enjoyed, with the menial labor his thoughts could wander without actually having to worry about messing up.
Reflecting over his past 4 years at Hogwarts Harry could honestly say he was disappointed. Every year ended up with a stunt that almost cost him not only his life, but the lives of his friends, something that Harry would never risk. While not all of the incidents could have been avoided, they most definitely could have been handled better. Because of this sobering thought Harry had decided that this summer would be dedicated to improving his health and his body. He would sick of being the small scrawny kid in his year. He had spent the end of the school year researching different potions that would help him with this journey. Including multiple growth potions, a few to help his muscle mass increase, even one that would fix his eyesight! Luckily he had the foresight to send Hedwig off to get the few ingredients that he didn't already have before the term officially ended, so the day after Harry returned to number 4 he had everything he needed.
Once he finished the weeding he started stretching his muscles before taking off at a steady pace around the block. He had spent the past 4 years being chased by various things, next time it happened he wanted to be sure he could out run whatever it was. As the houses passed by him he also started to plan out the rest of the goals that he wanted to accomplish by the end of the summer. On top of the potions he had to brew, and adding running to his morning schedule, he also wanted to check out the Surrey library to improve his muggle subjects as well. While the Wizarding world did have their variety of subjects, things like how to write an essay were sadly not covered. He also planned to make a few trips into diagon alley so he could stock up at the book store with more advance topics, along with maybe a trip to knockturn alley. He was in need of wand that didn't have the trace on it, so he could practice during the summer. Harry was finally owning up to the fact that he had a crazy dark lord obsessed with him, and being subpar in his classes wasn't going to keep him alive for long. He clearly needed more advanced training, and he needed to get in shape, fast. Maybe he would ask Dumbledore for a few private lessons; I mean he wouldn't say no would he? Not if he wanted the boy-who-lived to stay living.
Seeing private drive in the distance he picked up his pace, sprinting the last 2 blocks to number 4 before taking a long drink from the hose outside, he took off his shirt and wiped the last of the sweat away before going inside to take a shower. With Uncle Vernon at work, Dudley off with his friends having what his parents thought was a tea party, which in Dudley s case means smoking and drinking in some houses that were empty, waiting to be sold. Aunt Petunia always went grocery shopping on Tuesdays by herself, she didn't trust Harry to get the right things for her family, and if he did she believed that he tampered with it in some way or another. So this left Harry with the house to himself, something that he enjoyed greatly. Taking at least a 20 min shower using all the hot water he wanted was heaven for his sore muscles. He quickly finished up and went to his room emptying out his trunk on the floor, it was time to make some changes.