Video Game God: ok my third attempt at this kinda fic i dont own HP so dont sue and please review hey that rhymed,
Harry Potter sighed and looked out his window and was glad that it wasnt barred for once. You see Harry Potter wasn't an ordinary boy he is a wizard. But since he is a Wizard who has not yet graduated he cannot use magic during the summer or anywhere outside of school for that matter.
Harry stared out into the starry sky and asked himself the question he asked himself every day. Was it or was it not his fault Cedric died. His reminiscence was interupted however by an owl carrying a letter in its beak fluttering down beside his window. Harry got up to open it when there was a loud thud and a small brown tennis ball hit his window. Harry then realised it was Pigwidgeon his best friend Ron's owl. He heard his uncle vernon snort and he froze but upon hearing no other sound he opened the window and both owls flew in.
Pig was a bit woozy from his impact with the glass so Harry caught him and set him in Hedwig's cage. He imagined she wouldnt mind while she was out hunting. Harry opened Pig's letter first.
Dear Harry,
Hey pal its me Ron. Mum says you can come over for the rest of the summer now that Dumbledore agrees and all. So we'll pick you up tomorrow around noon. Dont even bother asking the muggles we've given up on that.
Your pal,
Ron
Harry smiled remembering the disastrous last visit the Weasleys had made.
Harry took the letter from the other owl and when he opened it he nearly dropped it it read:
Dear Harry,
How are you? I just wanted to let you know I don't blame you for Cedric's death in the least. After all you weren't the one that cast the killing curse. Anyway I suppose you'll be staying with your friend Ron the rest of the summer so I figured I'd better write you this first week. I look forward to seeing you this year and if there's a ball I'll reserve that position for you haha that is if you'd still want to go with me.
Love,
Cho Chang
Harry looked in the mirror to find his face as red as Ron's usually got.
Harry coughed and lay down to fall asleep his mind now at ease he'd pack for the Weasley's in the morning.
Harry Potter sighed and looked out his window and was glad that it wasnt barred for once. You see Harry Potter wasn't an ordinary boy he is a wizard. But since he is a Wizard who has not yet graduated he cannot use magic during the summer or anywhere outside of school for that matter.
Harry stared out into the starry sky and asked himself the question he asked himself every day. Was it or was it not his fault Cedric died. His reminiscence was interupted however by an owl carrying a letter in its beak fluttering down beside his window. Harry got up to open it when there was a loud thud and a small brown tennis ball hit his window. Harry then realised it was Pigwidgeon his best friend Ron's owl. He heard his uncle vernon snort and he froze but upon hearing no other sound he opened the window and both owls flew in.
Pig was a bit woozy from his impact with the glass so Harry caught him and set him in Hedwig's cage. He imagined she wouldnt mind while she was out hunting. Harry opened Pig's letter first.
Dear Harry,
Hey pal its me Ron. Mum says you can come over for the rest of the summer now that Dumbledore agrees and all. So we'll pick you up tomorrow around noon. Dont even bother asking the muggles we've given up on that.
Your pal,
Ron
Harry smiled remembering the disastrous last visit the Weasleys had made.
Harry took the letter from the other owl and when he opened it he nearly dropped it it read:
Dear Harry,
How are you? I just wanted to let you know I don't blame you for Cedric's death in the least. After all you weren't the one that cast the killing curse. Anyway I suppose you'll be staying with your friend Ron the rest of the summer so I figured I'd better write you this first week. I look forward to seeing you this year and if there's a ball I'll reserve that position for you haha that is if you'd still want to go with me.
Love,
Cho Chang
Harry looked in the mirror to find his face as red as Ron's usually got.
Harry coughed and lay down to fall asleep his mind now at ease he'd pack for the Weasley's in the morning.
