A.N: Hey people! Ok, this is my first ever fan fic so I would be really
thankful if everyone who reads this could give a review either telling me
if I'm doing well, but also if they have any criticisms or can give me any
advice! Thanks Sami/swords-babe for getting me into this as well! This
one's for you!
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter- as much as I wish, I don't!
A distressed scream came from number 4 Privet drive as the wizard Harry Potter bolted up clutching his forehead in anguish. Harry sat upright deeply breathing- "It was just a dream, all a dream" he repeated to himself over and over. He slumped back against the wall and sighed in relief, his shaky hand travelled over to the bedside table to his glasses. In pulling them on he leaped back in fright, there was Hedwig right in front of his face, normally he wouldn't have said anything nasty about his pet, but this was a one off, "Stupid owl" he scolded. But one look at her deep amber eyes he took his words back, "Sorry Hedwig, it was just a nightmare that's all, just a nightmare." He took the parchment from her leg and set her on the perch next to his bed. He then swung his legs to the side of the bed and rubbed his eyes, after switching the light on he placed the beige parchment in his pyjama pocket and set off downstairs for a drink. Harry stalked into the kitchen every now just missing things, he swaggered off towards the left veering into the kitchen table "OWWW" he screamed in pain grabbing his knee, he heard Uncle Vernon yell in his sleep, he cursed under his breath then continued. Harry turned on the small kitchen lamp casting a shadow onto everything then he took a glass from the side and filled it with water. Harry walked to the table with his glass in hand being wary of where he was going; pulling up a chair he sat down and took a swig from his glass. Carefully he unfolded the parchment, all of a sudden green lettering bounced off the page causing him to close his eyes for a minute to get used to the brightness off the colours in the dull kitchen lamp-light. He took another look at it and smiled, on it was scrawled in big rushed handwriting: -
'Hey Harry! Hope the Dursley's aren't giving you much trouble, especially Jelly-Belly-Dudley! What is it with your 'Uncle Vermin' and 'dementiods'?? Anyways Fred and George have come up with some new stock, how do Jelly Earwigs sound to you? EMPHASIS ON THE EARWIGS! Anyways, Hermione's here and staying in with Ginny, Neville's here as well, fancy coming up to the Burrow for a sleepover? Must go, Neville's set the kitchen on fire! Reply A.S.A.P! From Ron.'
Harry set the parchment down on the table ruffled his hair and slowly took another swig of his water. He kept considering Ron's invitation, for one thing he would get away from the Dursley's, but on the other he'd have to spend the night with Neville! Something white flashed past Harry, Harry gasped, scared of what it was; soft feathers on his cheek telling him it was all right comforted his skin. "Well what do you think I should do girl?" He asked his faithful pet, Hedwig gently turned her head to the side obviously not going to help him, "Never mind, I'll go." With that, Harry sprinted upstairs grabbed a quill and his inkpad and scrawled his reply on another piece of parchment.
"Hey Ron! I'd love to come down; I'll have to ask Mrs Figg if I can Floo it there from her place. I am still quite shocked about her being a witch! Hope this doesn't get into Aunt Petunia's hands now! Anyways, best go and start pack, I'll be there for 11 tomorrow! Please make sure your mum isn't cooking stew in the fireplace this time! Cheers Harry! P.S- Look after Hedwig till I get there tomorrow, Thanks!"
Harry slightly giggled in reading the last part of his letter when checking it, but with a smile he attached it to Hewigs leg, stroked her feathers and sent her on her way. With that he poured the rest of his cool water down the sink and rushed off up stairs to get packing.
A.N: Thanks for taking the time to read this chap, I'll be updating a.s.a.p! While your waiting check out some of my mates fics, look for swords-babe!
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter- as much as I wish, I don't!
A distressed scream came from number 4 Privet drive as the wizard Harry Potter bolted up clutching his forehead in anguish. Harry sat upright deeply breathing- "It was just a dream, all a dream" he repeated to himself over and over. He slumped back against the wall and sighed in relief, his shaky hand travelled over to the bedside table to his glasses. In pulling them on he leaped back in fright, there was Hedwig right in front of his face, normally he wouldn't have said anything nasty about his pet, but this was a one off, "Stupid owl" he scolded. But one look at her deep amber eyes he took his words back, "Sorry Hedwig, it was just a nightmare that's all, just a nightmare." He took the parchment from her leg and set her on the perch next to his bed. He then swung his legs to the side of the bed and rubbed his eyes, after switching the light on he placed the beige parchment in his pyjama pocket and set off downstairs for a drink. Harry stalked into the kitchen every now just missing things, he swaggered off towards the left veering into the kitchen table "OWWW" he screamed in pain grabbing his knee, he heard Uncle Vernon yell in his sleep, he cursed under his breath then continued. Harry turned on the small kitchen lamp casting a shadow onto everything then he took a glass from the side and filled it with water. Harry walked to the table with his glass in hand being wary of where he was going; pulling up a chair he sat down and took a swig from his glass. Carefully he unfolded the parchment, all of a sudden green lettering bounced off the page causing him to close his eyes for a minute to get used to the brightness off the colours in the dull kitchen lamp-light. He took another look at it and smiled, on it was scrawled in big rushed handwriting: -
'Hey Harry! Hope the Dursley's aren't giving you much trouble, especially Jelly-Belly-Dudley! What is it with your 'Uncle Vermin' and 'dementiods'?? Anyways Fred and George have come up with some new stock, how do Jelly Earwigs sound to you? EMPHASIS ON THE EARWIGS! Anyways, Hermione's here and staying in with Ginny, Neville's here as well, fancy coming up to the Burrow for a sleepover? Must go, Neville's set the kitchen on fire! Reply A.S.A.P! From Ron.'
Harry set the parchment down on the table ruffled his hair and slowly took another swig of his water. He kept considering Ron's invitation, for one thing he would get away from the Dursley's, but on the other he'd have to spend the night with Neville! Something white flashed past Harry, Harry gasped, scared of what it was; soft feathers on his cheek telling him it was all right comforted his skin. "Well what do you think I should do girl?" He asked his faithful pet, Hedwig gently turned her head to the side obviously not going to help him, "Never mind, I'll go." With that, Harry sprinted upstairs grabbed a quill and his inkpad and scrawled his reply on another piece of parchment.
"Hey Ron! I'd love to come down; I'll have to ask Mrs Figg if I can Floo it there from her place. I am still quite shocked about her being a witch! Hope this doesn't get into Aunt Petunia's hands now! Anyways, best go and start pack, I'll be there for 11 tomorrow! Please make sure your mum isn't cooking stew in the fireplace this time! Cheers Harry! P.S- Look after Hedwig till I get there tomorrow, Thanks!"
Harry slightly giggled in reading the last part of his letter when checking it, but with a smile he attached it to Hewigs leg, stroked her feathers and sent her on her way. With that he poured the rest of his cool water down the sink and rushed off up stairs to get packing.
A.N: Thanks for taking the time to read this chap, I'll be updating a.s.a.p! While your waiting check out some of my mates fics, look for swords-babe!