A/N: Wonder why it takes JK Rowling so much time to write? Her characters
aren't always willing to follow her plot. . .R & R! Tell me whether I
should continue writing this!
Disclaimer: Nope, don't own JK or any of the characters. Next, please!
bChapter 1
The Wearisome Start Of Book Six iHarry entered the dining room for breakfast, looking sulky. He'd been awake all night 'cause of Dudley's and Uncle Vernon's snoring. He did have his wand, but was afraid of getting expelled if he'd use it. So, more than ever, Harry longed for Hogwarts. It was a pity he had yet more than three weeks of holiday to go, and still hadn't received an invitation from Ron or Hermione. They had sent him some owls, but Harry felt a bit abandoned, as their notes were short and meaningless.
"OY! Potter! Are you listening?!"
Harry turned around to look at Uncle Vernon, who was red in the face and stared at him angrily.
"I've been asking you for five bloody minutes to make some breakfast! Can't you get some yahoo at that freak school of yours to fix your ears!? It seems to me they're stuffed with horse d – "
"THAT'S IT!" Harry roared. He got his wand out of his pocket and aimed straight for Uncle Vernon. /i
(JK: /i HARRY!
Harry: What?
JK: Put the wand away! You're not supposed to hex the man in this book!
Harry: /i But I haven't slept a sodding wink thanks to that bas –
JK: HARRY POTTER! Would you please keep the swearing to a minimum!? I'm trying hard enough to censor Ron, without having to correct you as well! And you will get your chance to hex him.
Harry: /i Will it be painful and lasting?
JK: Maybe – if you behave now! You don't want to be expelled and live a boring and magic-less life with these pointless muggles, do you?
Harry: /i all right. I'll behave and make breakfast, like a good boy. But promise me I'll get my revenge!
JK: Yes, yes. /i My god, he's starting to look like Snape. . .)
i"THAT'S IT!" Harry roared. He was about to grab his wand, when they all heard the doorbell ring.
"You go and open the door, boy," Vernon said, looking at Harry as if he was a nasty bug, albeit with a bit of fear in his eyes.
Harry opened the door, and saw, to his great surprise, a girl with bushy brown hair standing there.
"Hermione?!" he asked, incredulously.
"What are you. . ."/i
(JK: . . .Doing here?! Miss Granger, didn't I make quite clear to you you weren't to see Harry untill he'd be at Ron's?
Harry: /i I'm going to Ron?
JK: Um, yes. But you weren't supposed to know yet...It's all part of the Higher Plot. iTurns to Hermione/i So?
Hermione: I was bored! The Weasly's were either practising Quidditch (Fred, Ron and Ginny), working for the Order (mr. & mrs. Weasly, George), travelling abroad (Bill and Charlie) or being a prick (Percy). So I reckoned Harry could use some company.
JK: /i Just return to the Burrow! Go and snog Ron or something!
Harry & Hermione: /i SNOG RON?!
JK: Oh, come on. No one who's read about Ron and you can deny you want each other. With all those quarrels you're just like mr. and mrs. Weasly.
Hermione: /i Mrs Weasly!? I beg your pardon?! I'm planning to elope with Krum, actually, and with our combined powers - his muscles, my brains - we'll secretly free the wizarding world of Voldemort & co! isticks her nose haughtily in the air /i
Harry: /i But that's MY task! Getting rid of Voldemort is MY thing!
JK: Enough! /i Never mind, I'll continue with chapter two. This isn't going to work.)
Disclaimer: Nope, don't own JK or any of the characters. Next, please!
bChapter 1
The Wearisome Start Of Book Six iHarry entered the dining room for breakfast, looking sulky. He'd been awake all night 'cause of Dudley's and Uncle Vernon's snoring. He did have his wand, but was afraid of getting expelled if he'd use it. So, more than ever, Harry longed for Hogwarts. It was a pity he had yet more than three weeks of holiday to go, and still hadn't received an invitation from Ron or Hermione. They had sent him some owls, but Harry felt a bit abandoned, as their notes were short and meaningless.
"OY! Potter! Are you listening?!"
Harry turned around to look at Uncle Vernon, who was red in the face and stared at him angrily.
"I've been asking you for five bloody minutes to make some breakfast! Can't you get some yahoo at that freak school of yours to fix your ears!? It seems to me they're stuffed with horse d – "
"THAT'S IT!" Harry roared. He got his wand out of his pocket and aimed straight for Uncle Vernon. /i
(JK: /i HARRY!
Harry: What?
JK: Put the wand away! You're not supposed to hex the man in this book!
Harry: /i But I haven't slept a sodding wink thanks to that bas –
JK: HARRY POTTER! Would you please keep the swearing to a minimum!? I'm trying hard enough to censor Ron, without having to correct you as well! And you will get your chance to hex him.
Harry: /i Will it be painful and lasting?
JK: Maybe – if you behave now! You don't want to be expelled and live a boring and magic-less life with these pointless muggles, do you?
Harry: /i all right. I'll behave and make breakfast, like a good boy. But promise me I'll get my revenge!
JK: Yes, yes. /i My god, he's starting to look like Snape. . .)
i"THAT'S IT!" Harry roared. He was about to grab his wand, when they all heard the doorbell ring.
"You go and open the door, boy," Vernon said, looking at Harry as if he was a nasty bug, albeit with a bit of fear in his eyes.
Harry opened the door, and saw, to his great surprise, a girl with bushy brown hair standing there.
"Hermione?!" he asked, incredulously.
"What are you. . ."/i
(JK: . . .Doing here?! Miss Granger, didn't I make quite clear to you you weren't to see Harry untill he'd be at Ron's?
Harry: /i I'm going to Ron?
JK: Um, yes. But you weren't supposed to know yet...It's all part of the Higher Plot. iTurns to Hermione/i So?
Hermione: I was bored! The Weasly's were either practising Quidditch (Fred, Ron and Ginny), working for the Order (mr. & mrs. Weasly, George), travelling abroad (Bill and Charlie) or being a prick (Percy). So I reckoned Harry could use some company.
JK: /i Just return to the Burrow! Go and snog Ron or something!
Harry & Hermione: /i SNOG RON?!
JK: Oh, come on. No one who's read about Ron and you can deny you want each other. With all those quarrels you're just like mr. and mrs. Weasly.
Hermione: /i Mrs Weasly!? I beg your pardon?! I'm planning to elope with Krum, actually, and with our combined powers - his muscles, my brains - we'll secretly free the wizarding world of Voldemort & co! isticks her nose haughtily in the air /i
Harry: /i But that's MY task! Getting rid of Voldemort is MY thing!
JK: Enough! /i Never mind, I'll continue with chapter two. This isn't going to work.)