Hurm! My first fanfiction with no anime references! W00t!
Harry had kind of a headache.
It wasn't a bad headache, but it was bad enough, that if anyone would walk into his room, a string of curses would chase them right out! Not that anyone was going to enter his room, this was priviet drive for chrissakes, but the fact remained.
Most people, like Ron or Hermione, wherever the hell they where, would think that the only headaches Harry got where scar induced.
That would be wrong.
Harry's scar had nothing to do with his current migraine. And as Harry sat at his bedside with his forehead in his hands he wondered to himself, did Dobby, when he worked for the bloody Malfoys, get these kinds of headaches?
Harry twitched. The migraine was getting worse, moving from the back of his head to the front and sides. He rubbed his temples as he had seen Lupin doing on nights before the full moon. It didn't help.
I can't very well compare myself to a house elf! Harry thought furiously, Well, after de-weeding the garden, cleaning Dudley's room, doing the laundry, making lunch and painting the left side of the house, maybe I have become a human-house elf! It was the paint fumes, anyway, that gave me this ruddy headache!
Hedwig screeched. Harry's eyebrow twitched, "Hedwig, please shut up." Hedwig knew how Harry's headaches got, right?
Hedwig screeched again. I guess not, thought a peeved Harry. Hedwig dropped some letters on Harry's head.
"THANKS!" Harry said, his anger bleeding through his mock-happiness.
Harry rubbed his temples some more before organizing the letters into five little piles. The Hermione pile, two letters and a book. The Ron pile, two letters and cake! The Lupin pile, two letters and a book. The Hagrid pile, a letter and two books. The Sirius pile, one letter.
What?
No, no Lupin's handwriting looked a lot like Sirius' handwriting. Harry had gotten confused. He had a theory about why Lupin and Sirius' handwriting looked so similar. Sirius had spent so much time copying Lupin's notes that he had started to write like him.
Harry stared at the empty space on the floor where Sirius' pseudo-letter had been.
Harry stared and, slowly, started to cry.
So, I was thinking, my folks wanna read my Fan fiction, but they don't read Bleach or FMA, so what do they read? Harry Potter! So I hade a G-rated Harry Potter fic. It's not very long. Kuso! I wanted it to be longer!