Title: Time
Disclaimer: I own nothing except my plot.
Author's note: My first hp fanfic. PostHBP
Chapter 1. Psychic
There were bees outside on this hot summer day. Bees that had just woken up Harry Potter. Harry brushed his bangs away from his face, then put on his glasses. He stood up, walked over to the bathroom, and looked at himself in the mirror. He stared at himself for a minute, then began to think.
He had been back in Privet drive for months, his birthday was over and he knew he was now free to go. But he didn't want to go. He wanted to finish his last year at Hogwarts and enjoy it. Even if he knew that it may very well be his last year on Earth too. Harry would have written to Dumbledore if he were still alive but Harry knew what Dumbledore would say. That Harry was a strong-willed person who wouldn't let anyone stop him from what he had to do, or even wanted to do. Harry smiled knowing this true, then he quickly splashed water on his face and rechecked the list he had made on his first day back from school.
Harry didn't know why he kept on checking it, he had packed everything he needed for school a week before, and he couldn't wait to leave later this morning. He wanted to get out of the Dursley's house once and for all, and now he could. Only ten more minutes to go.
He got changed and then packed up the last of his things. All he had to do now was wait. He knew Uncle Vernon was awake and that in 8 minutes Uncle Vernon would be unlocking the door in his room, yelling at him then later throwing him along with his things, into the car.
Harry walked over to Hedwig's cage. It had been empty for a while now. Hedwig had gone to stay at Ron's for the last of the summer. He would re-unite with her at the Leaky Cauldron tomorrow.
Six minutes left. Harry then remembered Bill and Fleur's wedding. He had obviously not been allowed to go, and after their last attempt, the Weasleys decided not to break Harry out of there anymore.
The wedding had been beautiful, or so Hermione had written. Not surprisingly, Ron had not been very descriptive about it. Harry knew it was probably because Ron had been to busy gaping at Fleur. "Silly Ron." he thought.
The next moment there was a loud bang on the door. Harry smiled, leapt up and began to gather his things as uncle Vernon appeared in the room.
"Hurry up boy! I don't have all day, you'd better be packed." Uncle Vernon said as he pushed Harry out the door, along with his things. Harry beamed. Maybe one day he'd be a psychic.
The drive to King's cross was as unpleasant as ever. Harry thought it would be best not to speak for the whole ride, and Uncle Vernon seemed to agree with him. When they had finally arrived, Uncle Vernon drove away without another word.
Then there at the train station stood Harry, beaming.
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This chapter is just a prologue, the real story starts in the next few chapters. It's my first hp fan fic and I know that this chapter is quite short but I will be adding more chapters later. PLEASE REVIEW! I'll update sooner and with better chapters if i get reviews to help me!
P.S : I am editing the whole story again since I have not updated in a year or so, so each chapter may differ in grammar or the small but important things like that. Thanks and happy reading!