AUTHORS NOTE

Hey, so here's the new story and I hope you enjoy it!

I won't be able to update as fast as I did in Year 1, because I'm going to be in school and doing sports, but I promise

I'll do my best.

Enjoy the chapter! :D

-Rach ;)

Max's POV

I turned over in my bed, kicking off the blankets. I wasn't able to sleep, and after a few minutes, I got out of bed and went downstairs. I poured myself some Butterbeer, and sat on the couch. I picked up a book that was lying on the table and started reading it. It was Fantastic Beast's and Where to Find Them, and it was really interesting.

I was so absorbed in the book that I shrieked and jumped when I felt a hand a shoulder. I turned around and saw five figures standing in the dark kitchen.

"What the hell are you guys doing down here?" I cried. Ron, Fred, George, Fang and Iggy stared at me. "We could ask you the same question," Fred said. "Well, I couldn't sleep so I came down here. Now, what are you guys doing here?" I almost shouted. "Keep your voice down!" George and Fred hissed together. I raised my eyebrows, and then the twins came over and put their arms around me and dragged me outside.

"What the hell are-" I started but Iggy covered my mouth with his hand. "Will you please shut up?" I nodded and Fang looked at the boys and asked, "Should we bring Max too?" I glared at him and he grinned. I hated it when people talked about me as if I wasn't even there.

"If she wants to come, she can," Iggy said, with his hand still on my mouth. George, seeing my confused look said, "Harry hasn't been answering any of your letters, has he?" I shook my head and Fred continued, "Well, we all got worried about young Mr Potter so were going to get him-"

"Using Dad's car-"

"Which can fly-"

"And we should be back before dawn-"

"With Harry-"

"And no one will know what we did."

I stared at them, bewildered. Iggy removed his hand and I whispered, "And what exactly were you going to say to your mother when she notices that Harry Potter just appeared at her house over night?" The boys beamed and Fang said, "Well, were just going to tell her that Harry showed up here to spend the rest of the holidays with his favorite people in the world. Good plan, isn't it?"

I looked at them all with a serious expression. "You lot are bloody insane." I turned to go back inside, but George ran forward and picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. "George! What in the name of Merlin's Beard are you doing?" I shrieked and George just said, "Shh now."

He walked over to the shed and Fred and Fang opened the doors. In the middle of the shed, sat the ancient blue Ford Anglia. George put me down and opened the door of the car and got in behind the wheel. "Oi, why do you get to drive?" Fred exclaimed and George grinned. "Because I'm the oldest," he said and Fred glowered.

"Your only older by about a minute!" he said and George chuckled. "Just get in the car Fred," he said winking. Fred laughed and went to sit next to George. I smiled as I watched them. They were closer then anyone I have ever met. They were inseparable, and they have never had a fight. They were hilarious and already treated me like they're little sister.

Fang, Ron and Iggy went in and sat in the back of the car and I went into the front on the bench seat with the twins. As George started the car, Iggy was humming some song under his breath looking out the window. He had become so much more happier since he got his eyesight back, and he was now more of an idiot then before. He was reading everything he could get his hands on, and kept going on about actually seeing Hogwarts this year. He was blind for our first year, and didn't know what it looked like, except for brief descriptions from us.

Fang was silent as always, but he was talking more and getting more involved in everything. Him and Iggy were going to try out for Quidditch this year, and so was I but the only person that knew was Ginny. Fred and George were on the Gryffindor Quidditch team as Beaters.

The old car started moving and when we left The Burrow's garden, George pressed a round button on the dash board and the car lurched forward and started flying. I could feel the seat vibrating beneath me. The Burrow disappeared as we rose higher and higher into the dark sky.

"Why couldn't me, Fang and Iggy just fly there ourselves?" I asked after five minutes of silence. "Because Harry lives in Surrey. You know how far away that is?" Fred said and I shook my head, blushing. The flock never went to school and everything we learned before Hogwarts was from the internet or Jeb...I shook my head. I wasn't going to think of him right now.

"Well, its really far from here, so it would take a long time for you to get there. This is faster." I nodded and it was quiet again. We flew for hours and I fell asleep at some point and woke up with my face smashed against the glass in the window and I spent the next few minutes rubbing my sore cheek.

Fred and George were telling us about the joke shop they were going to open once they left Hogwarts when we got into Little Whinging. "I think this is it. Whats the estates name again, Ron?" Iggy asked. "Privet Drive. It's number four," Ron said.

George pulled at the wheel and we started descending. George pushed another small silver button on the dashboard and the car disappeared from sight but I could still fell my seat vibrating. I looked out the window at the neighbourhood. I looked like the most normal estate I have ever seen in my life. And also the most boring one. I already hated it.

George started looking around for number four, but I already saw it. "There! On the left!" We went over and Ron said, "I wonder which room is Harry's..."

"Well, I'm not sure but I think it's the one with the bars on the window," Fang said, sarcasm dripping out of every word.

"What? There's bars on his window! I seriously hate them Muggles!" Iggy exclaimed and we all nodded in agreement. George pulled the flying car in front of Harry's bedroom. Ron, who was sitting next to the window that was closest to the house, put down the window and started rattling the bars. The curtains were open so we could see Harry sleeping on his small bed. I could also see Hedwig in her cage, with her head under her wing. Harry moved a bit, then mumbled, "Stop it...Go away..Leave me alone...I want to sleep"

"Fine then. We'll just leave you here. Lets go George," I said, and Harry opened his eyes. When he saw looked out the window, he looked confused at first, but then he beamed. He got out of bed and moved slowly towards the window and opened it.

"Ron," he breathed and stared at the rest of us. "Fred, George, Fang, Iggy, Max. What are you doing here?"

"What does it look like, moron? Were getting you out of here," Iggy said, looking Harry right in the eye. Harry seemed to notice the accuracy but didn't say anything. "Nice room, by the way. Very messy," Iggy continued. Harry's eyes widened and he said, "You can see!"

"Well yeah, we all wrote to you about it," I said, and Harry said, "I never got your letter. I'll explain later," he added.

"Anyway," Ron said, "Whats been going on? Dad came back from work one day saying you got a warning letter about using magic at home? What happened?"

"Well it wasn't me. It was an elf," Harry said and I frowned. Harry shook his head and looked back at Ron. "Well anyway you can't say much," he said, looking at the floating car. "Doesn't count," George explained, "We didn't enchant it. Dad did when he got it, were not actually using any magic. But Harry, doing magic in front of the Muggles-"

"I already said it was't me. The Dursley's locked me up in my room and won't let me go back to Hogwarts, and I obviously can't use magic to get out or else I'll get expelled for sure-"

"Harry, shut up. Your coming with us to our house," Fang said and Harry moved closer to the window so that his face was nearly touching the rusty bars. I noticed now how thin, and tired he looked. "But-but-" he spluttered. "You can't use magic either," he finally said. I smirked and looked at Fred and George. We went over the plan on the way here.

"Don't worry. Were not going to use magic," I grinned and reached down and grabbed the rope that was at my feet. I tossed it to Ron, who held it out to Harry and said, "Here. Tie this to the bars."

Harry took the rope and while he was tying it, he said, "If this wakes up the Dursleys, were all dead." "Stop being so pessimistic, Harry and hurry up," Iggy said. Harry finished tying the rope to the bar and Fred said, "Stood back a bit, mate." He stood back into the shadows next to Hedwig's cage and Fred handed me the other side of the rope.

"Don't let that go, alright?" I nodded and George revved the engine. The car became louder and louder the rope became harder to hold onto, but I managed to hold onto it until we heard a crunching noise and I looked back to see that not only were the bars gone, but so was most of the window. Harry was concentrating hard, probably listening for signs that the Dursleys were still asleep. I knew they were, I could hear they're snores from here.

We moved back to the window and George said, "Get your things, Harry. The faster we leave, the better."

"All of my things are in the cupboard under the stairs," he replied. "Right, well me, George, Fang and Iggy will get them..Stand back," he said and the four of them climbed out of the car into Harry's room. Harry started bustling around his room getting cloths, and I hopped from the car, stood on his desk and them jumped lightly onto the floor and started helping him. He smiled at me, and my heart did flips. I blushed and smiled back.

Every time we found something Harry needed, we passed it to Ron and he left it in the car. We finished, and Harry dashed downstairs to help the other boys. I waited in his room, and jumped when Vernon Dursley coughed.

The boys came in with all of Harry's things- his trunk, uniform, school books, wand and his Nimbus two-thousand. We put everything into the trunk and some things in his school bag. Fred and Iggy went back into the car to pull it in with Ron. The rest of us pushed the trunk through the window and it went through inch by inch. It was just in through the window when Hedwig, sensing the excitement, gave a loud hoot.

There was a thundering sound as Mr Dursley shouted "THAT BLOODY OWL!" It was followed by the sound of him running down the hall. The landing light clicked on and Harry rushed across the room and grabbed Hedwig's cage and handed her to Ron. We all scrambled onto his desk back into the car and Harry was the last person to get on it, and when he climbed on, the door burst open. Vernon Dursley was a large man with no neck and a large moustache and his face was a bright purple color.

He stood still for a second then he bellowed, "BOY! GET BACK HERE!" He ran over to Harry and snatched at his ankle. Harry kicked his leg and Dursley let go and stumbled backwards a few steps. Petunia and Dudley Dursley appeared in the door then. Petunia was a tall, thin woman and I was reminded strongly of a horse when I looked at her face. Dudley was small and fat like his father and his blond hair was lying flat on his fat head. The both looked terrified.

"PETUNIA! THE BOYS GETTING AWAY!" Vernon Dursley shouted and Petunia squeaked. Harry jumped into the car and slammed the door. The Dursley's were hanging out of the window, their mouths hanging open. Harry put his head out the window, his black messy hair whipping around in the wind, his green eyes alight with happiness, and shouted, "I'll see you next summer then!"

We all laughed and George directed the car back in the direction of The Burrow. I leaned back in my seat and smiled. This had been a great night.

Hey, so sorry that it sucked, but I'm really tired. We started school today. The rest of the chapters will be better, promise. And sorry that it took so long, I've been very busy :) Anyway, please REVIEW

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