Disclaimer: I don't own anything associated with Harry Potter. They belong to J.K. Rowling and respective others. The only thing I own is the plot and the original characters.
This story takes place during the Dream Teams 5th year. It may be unappealing at first but will get better. Potential ships include H/Hr, D/G, R/?, B/OC, and OC/OC
Summer Visits & Muggles at Hogwarts
Petunia Dursley was cleaning the house and preparing for Aunt Marge's visit that day when suddenly there was a knock on the door. "I wonder who that is?" she mumbled to herself, heading to answer the door. Standing outside on the porch was Professor McGonagall and a black shaggy dog (A/N: wonder who that is…)
"Hello Mrs. Dursley. May I please speak to you?" asked McGonagall.
"S-sure, c-come in." replied Petunia. "Go ahead sit down and make yourself at home. What do you need to talk about?"
"Well first of all I need to speak to Harry and give him this dog by orders of the headmaster Professor Dumbledore. He is to stay with Harry."
"There is no Harry here and that - that - thing cant stay here."
"Don't give me that. I know perfectly well Harry is here. And the dog stays whether you like it or not. Now you bring Harry down here or I'll bring him down." Declared McGonagall. At that time Dudley entered the room.
"Who are yo-" started Dudley but Petunia cut him off.
"Never mind Dudley. H-HARRY, GET DOWN HERE NOW!" yelled Petunia.
When Harry entered the room with his potion book in hand and replied, "Yes Aunt Petunia what can I d-" but was caught off guard when Sirius barked and tackled him, still in dog form and pushed him toward Dudley causing his glasses to fall off. "Good to see ya Sir- Snuffles." Finished Harry.
"Aww. Did Harry's girlfriend bring him a dog?" Dudley teased while holding Harry's glasses.
"She's my teacher, and the dog has been mine since I was 13. Now give me back my glasses.
"No." Dudley declared with a defiant tone. In front of him Snuffles growled loudly at Dudley, who dismissed it by saying "You really think I'm scarred of some dumb dog?"
Seconds later the glasses came flying out of his hand at the sound of McGonagalls voice shouting "Accio glasses!"
"Here Harry." Said McGonagall walking over to stand next to Harry. Looking back to Petunia she had to contain laughter a the site of the younger woman checking worriedly out the window to see if anybody seen the use of magic. "Get used to it Mrs. Dursley. There will be a lot more magic going on around here for the next two weeks." Said McGonagall with humor in her voice.
"THERE WILL NOT BE ANY OF THAT…THAT…THAT FREAK STUFF HERE!" shouted Petunia, going over to comfort Dudley who was visibly shaking.
"Don't give me that. Now where is your husband? We have something very important to discuss." Said McGonagall sternly.
"He's not here right now. He left ½ an hour ago to pick up Aunt Marge from the train station and wont be back for about 2 hours."
"Well in that case we'll be back in approximately an hour and a half. Harry, would you like to have Mr. Weasley and Miss Granger, as well as possible Miss Weasley to come over for the remainder of the summer break?"
"Absolutely not!" interjected Petunia "I will no have any more people like HIM in this house!"
"This is not a decision for you to make." Said McGonagall, looking cautiously at Sirius who appeared ready to bite. "Besides you have treated Harry so unfairly these past years. Its about time you do something to redeem yourself."
"Fine. Go get them." Petunia replied with venom. "Dudley would you like to go as well?" she asked with enough sweetness to send anybody to see the Grangers for a tooth pulling.
"But mum you remember what happened last time…… I ca-"
"Yes you can. Go with them, you need the exercise anyway. I don't want to get another letter about your weight from Smeltings. Besides I need to finish cleaning before Marge arrives and I need to think of something to tell Vernon."
"But!"
"No buts just GO!"
"Fine." Dudley replied stalking off to change his cloths and get ready to leave.
"You to Harry, go get ready. We leave in fifteen minutes. By the way, could you tell me where the bathroom is? I need to change out of my robes and into some muggle clothing. You wouldn't believe some of the odd looks I got walking here…" trailed off McGonagall looking at Petunias ghost white face.
"Its upstairs, second door on the left." Said Harry walking into the kitchen with Snuffles, trying not to laugh.
"Thank you." Said the Professor to Harry's retreating back.
"This CAN'T be happening." Muttered Petunia, sinking down into her chair with her hands over her face.
(A/N: I thought of just stopping here but I'll continue.)
15 Minutes Later:
"Everybody ready?" asked McGonagall newly decked out in a pair of flared blue jeans with clear beads/studs around the waistline and a black t-shirt with the words "You say psycho like it's a bad thing." On it.
"Yeah!" replied Harry, pulling on his sneakers.
"Not really." Replied Dudley miserably.
"Well get ready because your not backing out." Said McGonagall.
"Ready." Replied Harry and Dudley at the same time.
"Ok lets go. Here Harry. We'll take Snuffles with us." Declared McGonagall handing Harry Snuffles as he and Dudley walked out the door.
When they were out of sight McGonagall turned to Petunia. "Now I expect you to treat these friends of Harry's with respect. Definitely more that you do Harry. They will be here for the remainder of the summer. I want NO trouble from you, your husband, son, or this Aunt Marge. Am I understood?" demanded McGonagall in her schoolteacher voice.
"Y-Yes." Stuttered Petunia.
"Good. We'll be back in less that two hours." Said McGonagall walking out the door. "MR.DURSLEY!" yelled McGonagall seeing Dudley about to kick Sirius in the side, who was watching Harry walk around. "DON'T EVEN TRY IT!"
Seeing the angry professor he quickly muttered a "Sorry…Can we go now?"
"Yes." Replied McGonagall as they set off down the street.
"So, where are we going first?" asked Harry.
"Well I thought we would stop at a store once we reach the center of town and grab something to drink and munch on because I haven't had lunch myself and I'm assuming you two haven't had lunch either right?" questioned the professor.
"Yeah! I'm hungry. You took us before we could get any lunch." Retorted Dudley.
"It's only a snack because we have a forty-five minute walk ahead of us still." Replied McGonagall to the protesting Dudley.
"But that to LONG!" said Dudley whining but McGonagall glared at him.
"After we pick up Mr. Weasley and Miss Granger we will stop for lunch."
"Which reminds me," said Harry, "Who are we picking up first?"
"Miss Granger." Replied McGonagall as they entered the store. "Get something to drink, preferably, non-carbonated, and a snack, also preferably healthy. Meet back here in tow minutes."
Two minutes later McGonagall returned with a lemon ice-tea and a package of honey roasted peanuts. Harry had a bottle of Brisk lemonade and a package of combos. However Dudley, not paying any attention returned with 2, 1 liter bottles of cream soda, a king-size Heresy's almond bar, a bag of cheezits, barbeque chips, and a package of grandma's bit size cookies.
"Mr. Dursley put all of that back but 1 drink and 1 snack." Said McGonagall. When Dudley didn't move McGonagall glared at him and snarled in a way to match Snape, "NOW!"
"But I'm hungry! Mum always lets me have all of this!"
"I'm not your mother am I?" growled out McGonagall, "And you mother says your only big boned. Put it back now." Demanded the professor. Finally Dudley came back with 1 liter of Cream soda and a king-size Heresy's almond bar. "Fine I see I wont make any further progress. Lets check out so we can get going." Said McGonagall exasperatedly.
15 Minutes Later:
"Are we there yet?" asked Dudley.
"No." replied McGonagall.
Another 15 Minutes Later:
"How about NOW?" Dudley questioned. "I'm Hungry!"
"You just ate. And if you don't stop asking I'll transfigure you into a pig." Threatened McGonagall.
"Listen to her because she will and is more than capable. She's our transfiguration professor." Said Harry, thus succeeding in shutting up Dudley.
After another 15 minutes of silent walking they turned to walk up the sidewalk that apparently led to Hermione's house, and up the steps. Professor McGonagall proceeded to knock on the door while they waited patiently for the door to open. After 30 seconds the door was opened by Mrs. Granger.
"Hello. May I help you?" she politely asked, eyeing the group of four curiously.
"Hello Mrs. Granger. I am Professor McGonagall, Hermione's transfiguration teacher. We are here regarding her residential where abouts of the remainder of the summer break. Harry, whom I presume you know, would greatly appreciate it if she would be allowed to stay with him for that short remainder." Stated McGonagall politely.
"Hello Harry. You were the last person I was expecting. Please, come in. I'll call Hermione down. Make yourself at home."
"Thank you. Mrs. Granger." Harry said while being showed to the living room.
"Please, no need to be so formal. Call me Melissa. Oh," she replied seeing her husband come in, "this is my husband Mark. Mark, come here and great out guests. This is Professor McGonagall, Hermione's transfiguration teacher, you already know Harry. I'm afraid I didn't quite catch your name dear." Mrs. Granger said, referring to Dudley.
"My name is Dudley ma'am. Dudley Dursley." Replied Dudley trying to sound important.
"How do you do. I'm glad to meet you." Replied Mark.
Melissa proceeded to cut in. "But I know you didn't come to speak with us. HERMIONE YOU HAVE GUESTS!" she yelled up the stairs toward the current residence of her only child.
"Coming mum. Give me a minute." Replied Hermione from upstairs.
"Must have to find a bookmark." Laughed Harry. A few seconds later you could hear footsteps on the stairs.
"Yes mum. Who is i…" she trailed off. "Harry!" she yelled and ran up, throwing herself at him for a hug. "It's so great to see you. How have you been? I hope not still blaming yourself for Cedric's death. But, why are you here? And you to Professor? I didn't expect to see you for another two weeks, although I have been wondering why I haven't received my Hogwarts letter. I haven't been expelled have I professor?" suddenly she stopped ranting, after feeling something brush against her leg. "Oh! Hey Snuffles! How are you?" she questioned, kneeling down to scratch Snuffles behind his ears.
"H-Hi Hermione." Harry stuttered looking at Hermione and noticing how much she had changed over the summer, and not being able to take his eyes off her.
McGonagall could barley smother chuckles while replying "No Miss Granger you have not been expelled. As a matter of fact I have you Hogwarts letter with me. You, along with Mr. Potter have been made Gryffindor prefects."
"Thank you Professor!" Hermione declared, hugging McGonagall while Harry just looked shocked. "So why are you here Harry? Hi Dudley.(who was just gapping at her) Well? Are you going to tell me?"
Harry snapped out of his trance and trying not to stutter told her, "Professor McGonagall showed up this morning with Snuffles. She convinced Aunt Petunia to let me have my friends over for the last two weeks of the summer and we came to see if you wanted to."
"¡Calor que sí!" At Harry's blank expression Hermione recognized her mistake. "I'm sorry Harry. We just returned from Mexico the other week. I told you of course. I can go can't I mum? Dad?"
"You know you can dear. We wouldn't make you stay here. Go pack your things. Let me know when you have everything. I'll bring your school trunk down for you." Replied Mark smiling at her.
"Gracias. Yo regreso en diez minutos," She said turning and sprinting up the stairs, Dudley starting to follow.
"Mr. Dursley. If I were you I'd stay where you are for the next ten minutes. Then Miss Granger will be back for you to goggle at some more." McGonagall said glaring at Dudley.
Jokingly Harry said "Mrs. Gra- I mean Melissa maybe next time you should take her somewhere that speaks English, then maybe we'll all be able to understand her."
"I don't know Harry. She's set on going to Japan next summer." Melissa said and cracked up with laughter after seeing Harry blanch.
Harry decided to ask McGonagall a question that had been plaguing him for a while. "Professor, why exactly do you need to speak to my aunt and uncle?"
"Listen closely Harry. Due to You-Know-Whos return your family is no longer safe and we need to do something about it. I can't tell you anymore until later." Replied McGonagall with a serious tone in her voice.
"Ok…" Harry replied hesitantly.
"Dad. ¡Tronco por favor!" Hermione yelled form upstairs.
Seeing Mr. Granger head for the stairs Harry said, "That's ok Mr. Granger. Dudley and I will get it. Come on Dudley you need the exercise."
"But…"
"NOW!"
"Fine." Dudley replied and stomped up the stairs, Harry following behind, returning a few minutes later with Hermione ahead of them while they carried down the trunk.
"Ready?" questioned McGonagall.
"Sí." Replied Hermione. "Is Ron coming as well?
"Yes Miss Granger. Possible young Virginia also."
"But how will we get there? This house isn't connected to the Floo Network."
"Apparation. Harry, Hermione take my hand. Hermione you grab hold of Snuffles, Dudley grab Harry's other hand and I'll shrink your trunk Miss Granger." Said McGonagall, shrinking the trunk and placing it in her pocket. "What is your problem NOW Mr. Dursley?"
Dudley, who was backing away from them, hesitantly replied, "What's apparation?"
"Dudley," Harry replied exasperated, "It's only adult witch and wizard transportation. Now take my hand so we can leave."
"No. Something is going to go wrong I just know it! And don't say those words! I'll tell mum."
"MR. DURSLEY stop being a baby. It's perfectly safe. I've been apparating since I was 18. I have yet to splinch myself or anybody else. Nothing will happen. Now lets go or we won't have lunch before going back to Priviet Drive." Dudley immediately gulped at the prospect of no lunch and took Harry's outstretched hand.
"Adiós, madre, padre. Hasta luego." Said Hermione
"Goodbye Mr. Granger, Mrs. Granger." Said McGonagall.
"Bye Mark, Melissa." Remarked Harry just before they apparated and found themselves in the middle of a very cluttered Weasley kitchen.
A/N: Well that's chapter 1. Hoped you liked it. Even if you didn't review. Id love to know what you thought. It may be going slow but will pick up in later chapters. BTW How's my Spanish? Hope its not too bad. I have taken 2 years of it but I'm also taking French. Alas I suck at French. But I'm sure you don't care. I give credit for the saying on McGonagall's shirt to that of which belongs to a friend of mine, if you can call her that… Until next chapter! Review por favor! ^_~