A/n: Okay, so, I know I SHOULD be finishing Hermione and the Time Rift. But...Book 4 intrigued me! Contains spoilers, so this fic is a no-no if you haven't read Goblet of Fire.
"HARRY!" yelled Uncle Vernon, stomping into the Dursley's living room. He held out an envelope with 13 stamps on it. "Don't tell me this is from that fat woman again!"
"I...uh," stuttered Harry.
Uncle Vernon. He began:
"Dear Mr/ Mrs. Dursley
I was appaled when my husband told me you didn't want Harry as a child. Really, what kind of people are you?!!!! But, I'm giving you an offer. Will you allow my family to adopt Harry? I'm sure, of course, that deep down, you have his best interests in mind, and will you please consider it?
Molly Weasley."
Harry could feel his spirits gathering.
"Well?" Harry asked, waiting for an answer.
"Hmmm... these the folk the go about ruining our fireplace?"
"Errr...yeah," said Harry. "But they'll come a different way this time, I promise!"
"No!" cried Uncle Vernon. "Absolutely not!"
"Okay," sighed Harry. "Then I reckon Voldemort will be coming 'round here."
"What sort of rubbish are you talking about, boy?!" exclaimed Uncle Vernon.
"Well, you see, that guy, who killed my parents, the evil wizard...he's back. And he'll be coming around here, wanting to kill me. And he despises mug- errr...normal people."
Uncle Vernon's face went green. A strangled voice came out of his throat.
"G-go on then," he muttered. "Pack your bags. An-and send them a letter...make sure they get here soon."
Harry bounded upstairs and packed everything in sight. He scribbled a quick message to the Weasley family, and tied it to Hedwig's leg.
"Go on!" exclaimed Harry. "And get it there as quick as possible!"
a/n Okay, the first part's short, but it'll be longer next time, I promise.
"HARRY!" yelled Uncle Vernon, stomping into the Dursley's living room. He held out an envelope with 13 stamps on it. "Don't tell me this is from that fat woman again!"
"I...uh," stuttered Harry.
Uncle Vernon. He began:
"Dear Mr/ Mrs. Dursley
I was appaled when my husband told me you didn't want Harry as a child. Really, what kind of people are you?!!!! But, I'm giving you an offer. Will you allow my family to adopt Harry? I'm sure, of course, that deep down, you have his best interests in mind, and will you please consider it?
Molly Weasley."
Harry could feel his spirits gathering.
"Well?" Harry asked, waiting for an answer.
"Hmmm... these the folk the go about ruining our fireplace?"
"Errr...yeah," said Harry. "But they'll come a different way this time, I promise!"
"No!" cried Uncle Vernon. "Absolutely not!"
"Okay," sighed Harry. "Then I reckon Voldemort will be coming 'round here."
"What sort of rubbish are you talking about, boy?!" exclaimed Uncle Vernon.
"Well, you see, that guy, who killed my parents, the evil wizard...he's back. And he'll be coming around here, wanting to kill me. And he despises mug- errr...normal people."
Uncle Vernon's face went green. A strangled voice came out of his throat.
"G-go on then," he muttered. "Pack your bags. An-and send them a letter...make sure they get here soon."
Harry bounded upstairs and packed everything in sight. He scribbled a quick message to the Weasley family, and tied it to Hedwig's leg.
"Go on!" exclaimed Harry. "And get it there as quick as possible!"
a/n Okay, the first part's short, but it'll be longer next time, I promise.