By: Ice Princess
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Background: Harry Potter is entering his fifth year at Hogwarts
with many surprises to come!
A/N: I really hope you enjoy this fan fic. I've never wrote like this before,
and I'm going to attempt (keyword: attempt) very hard at capturing each characters
through nature, how they talk, act, etc. Please review! Thank you so much!
Disclaimer: Harry Potter, his friends and foes, are not owned by myself, but
JKR and her publishers. I have only created this plot, and no more. Thank
you!
Chapter One: Back to the Burrow
Dear Harry,
How's your summer been? Mine's alright. Percy's ecstatic about being head
of his department now. He talks about his job now more than he ever did,
and it gets so annoying, really it does. I have good news. Mum said that
you can come visit us again. We talked to Dumbledore and he said it would
be alright if you came. Seeing as how there are only three more weeks before
school starts, we'll pick you up and take you back home with us, no matter
WHAT the Dursley's say. Fred and George have finally got their joke shop
on the road. Of COURSE they called it Weasley's Wizard Wheezes. What else
would it be? Mum's not as annoyed as we thought she would be that they haven't
joined the Ministry, but I suppose it's good for them. Not just saying this
out of clannishness, but I think there shop is going to be more popular
than Zonkos in no time. Zonkos is already buying from them. I sent Hermione
an owl, and I think she'll be visiting us as well for the last two weeks.
I reckon Dumbledore'll just owl your supply list to us. Then we can all
do our Diagon Alley shopping together. We won't be doing anything big. We'll
just hang out and play Quidditch, stuff like that. Owl me your reply right
now! I'll see you in a few days!
Your friend,
Ron Weasley
Harry Potter, the boy who lived, sat in his room (Dudley Dursley's second
room that was filled with his old toys) clutching the piece of parchment
from Ron Weasley, his best friend of four years, with great excitement.
He would love to get away from the Dursley's, and this was his chance! Especially
since they were going vacationing in a few days in Australia. The Dursleys
were thinking of having Harry stay at Mrs. Figg's house again, but staying
with all of Mrs. Figg's cats was the last thing Harry wanted to do. He would
bring up the idea to Uncle Vernon and see what he had to say.
And with that idea Harry walked down the stairs to the kitchen where the
Dursleys were having breakfast. Aunt Petunia was making Uncle Vernon eggs
and slicing watermelon up for Dudley, who was still continuing his diet.
As usual, they acted as though no one had just entered the room and ignored
Harry.
"Er -, Uncle Vernon? I was wondering if I could talk to you about something,"
Harry started.
Mr. Dursley grunted, as if that was somehow a sign of acknowledging Harry.
"I was wondering if I could go to Ron - my friend's house for the last three
weeks before I go to Hog - my school," Harry suggested.
Mr. Dursley sat behind the newspaper he was reading, thinking carefully.
Harry did say that Ron was his friend... It would be letting Harry have
fun. Of course if Harry wrote his Godfather, then he'd get in trouble...
Mr. Dursley just grunted again.
"And... it would spare Mrs. Figg a lot of trouble. You won't have to arrange
for her to take care of me while you went on your vacation..." Harry continued.
As though he needed taking care of. He was fifteen years old, although he
had the same messy black hair, and his lightning scar which often reminded
him of the Dark Lord who was creating so much havoc in the Wizarding World
as well as unexplainable deaths in the Muggle World.
"Fine," Mr. Dursley muttered. "We're not taking you anywhere though. You
tell your freak friends that they're going to have to come pick you up."
Harry jumped for joy.
"Thanks," he said as he ran up the stairs.
"And tell them not to use the ruddy fireplace!" Uncle Vernon shouted
after him.
Harry bit back laughter as he heard the final comment. He raced into his
room and wrote Ron a quick reply.
Dear Ron,
Uncle Vernon consented. I get to go to the Burrow. Tell your Mum and Dad
that they can pick me up tomorrow at around five. I can't wait to leave
the Dursleys. See you then!
Your friend,
Harry Potter
Harry tied the letter to Hedwig's leg and watched him fly out of the window.
"Be back soon Hedwig. We've got packing to do!"
A/N: Well, that was my first chapter. I'll make the other ones soon! I really really really hope you liked it, 'n if you didn't please don't flame me. The other chapters will get better. I know this one was pretty short, but oh well. Thanks again for reading and please review! ~ Ice Princess