Harry Potter awoke from a strange dream, in which he was running through the Dark Forest. Some one was chasing him, but he had no idea who it could be except Voldemort.
He sat up, with a cold sweat all over his body. He rubbed the sleep from his dreary eyes. He stood up and walked over to the dresser in the corner of his small bedroom and put his clothes on.
This had been the best summer of his four years in Hogwarts, even though he had been involved in the recreation of the most dreaded wizard of all time, Voldemort. He had a duel with him, and he had seen his parents encouraging him to run for it. And he also saw the murder of fellow student, Cedric Diggory. He came out of Voldemorts wand first and asked him to take his body back to Hogwarts.
The Dursleys had decided to go on vacation in Florida, but couldn't find anyone to take him in during the summer, so they left him behind by himself. They only left him onion soup, moldy cheese, moldy bread and limp celery. They also left him a list of everything that they wanted done around the house while they were gone, mainly to keep him out of trouble. He had to mow the lawn every two days, weed the garden beds, fertilize the lawn, throw fresh grass seed and build a new garden bench.
But what they didn't know was that he invited both of his best friends from school, Ron Weasly and Hermione Granger. Hermione didn't want to come but after she found out that her boyfriend had joined the ranks of the death eaters and Voldemort she decided to come after all. Ron looked happy about this new development when he found out, in fact it was the happiest he had been in months.
Harry ran down the steps and turned into the kitchen to see that Hermione already fixed breakfast. She fixed Harry's most hated soup, onion.
"Onion again" groaned Harry." I rather eat the black bread."
"Then go ahead" yelled Hermione.
Harry cowering around the table to his place, he sat down and started to eat the soup. With every bite he would fell like he wanted to throw up. After he was done, Ron came down to the kitchen looking very tired.
"Good mourning, Ron" said both Harry and Hermione at the same time.
Ron sat down and took a bite and said"Onion soup again, is there anything else to eat in this bloody house."
"Well if you don't like it go and find something else" yelled Hermione.
"Well good mourning to you too" said Ron.
Harry went outside in case of one of there big fights. He decided to mow the yard and all the other stuff his fat uncle told him to.
After he finished painting the newly built garden bench, he decided to go see if the fight was over with. When he reached the door he heard no yelling, so he stepped in the door way and walked toward the living room where found Ron and Hermione were sitting staring daggers at each other.
Harry knew neither would talk to him in their state of mind and he knew he would soon be in the middle of it. So after standing there for a full minute he sat down and was ready to turn the television on when there came a loud knock at the front door.