Hey Guys, the plot for this story isn't mine.. okay? Just putting it out there incase anyone has read the original.

It was called 'If I could only be normal' by just don't tell my mum.

I have corrected the mistakes and added my own things into it, I also changed the title because I thought that is was more fitting.

Disclaimers:

I don't own Harry Potter

All none canon characters that were in 'just don't tell my mum' story belongs to her/him also the plot belongs to her/him as well

Key:

Bold - Letters

Harry Potter sighed to himself, he was the car on his way back home (if you could call that hell home) from Kings Cross Station for the summer holidays, for most children this would be time for celebration but in Harrys case, as always, it was different, this was due to one simple fact that Harry was a wizard and attended Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

"Boy, have you been listening to me?" bellowed his uncle unnecessarily loud.

"Sorry, sir," mumbled Harry, "I had a hard year"

"So I suppose that was why those people threatened us, what lies have you been telling them?"

"I told them nothing they just used the evidence they found in front of their eyes when I went back to our world..." replied Harry angrily.

"How dare you speak to me like that"roared Vernon interrupting Harry,

" Now boy, Marge is coming to stay for a week, she is coming on the thirtieth of July. You will be on your best behaviour, is that understood?"

"If she insults my family or friends again she will pay the price, I didn't want to come back this summer but Dumbledore forced me to..."

"Who is this Dumbledore?" Uncle Vernon questioned once again interrupting Harry.

"He is the headmaster of my school, he sent me here in the first place, there is a charm on the house, it's blood ma..."

"What have I told you about saying that word in my presence?"

Vernon interrupted Harry, "Now be quiet, you will be civil to your aunt..."

"She isn't my aunt she is not related to me what so ever" now it's Harry interrupting, what is wrong with the world.

"Do not speak to me like that boy... you will be civil to your Aunt Marge is that understood"

"So long as she is civil with me"

Four long weeks of the holiday had passed, they were far from enjoyable for Harry but he had been able to do all of his homework, which was a plus because the Dursleys had let him keep his school stuff, but as Marge was coming tomorrow he would have to be careful with his things.

Harry looked around his room, if a muggle was unaware of the wizarding world walked in here they would either think he was crazy and send him the asylum or will start asking him to perform miracles for them. Suddenly there was a tapping on the window; Hedwig was out there she had the replies from all of his friends, so he let her in.

"Hello Hedwig" he stated as she flew in.

After she flew around the room she landed on his shoulder and started to nibble on his ear. He looked at the letters his best friend/familiar brought in, and the first one he recognised from the untidy scrawl of his best friend Ron.

Hey mate,

How are you? Dumbledore says that you have to stay at your relitives aunts and uncles for a least another week. Hermione is staying in Aus at you know where with her parents, did you know she has an older sister?

Ron

Harry smiled to himself; some things with Ron never change. All the rest of his letters were along the same lines. Once he had finished reading his mail Harry got dressed and made his way downstairs for breakfast.

"Boy, what are you going to do with that reached bird when Marge comes to stay?"

"She will have to stay here or else I won't be able to send letters to them and they will have to come over to see what is wrong"

With that Vernon paled and said no more because he didn't want to risk the chance for one of them to come in his perfect house. After they had breakfast the doorbell rang, so Dudley waddled down to the front hall and opened it, it was Dudley's gang.

"Hey guys come in" came Dudley voice from the hall.

"Thanks, Big D"

"So Dud what are we doing today?"

The voices dropped to a murmur and footsteps crashed up the stairs.

Harry relaxed for a second trying to remember something, then it came full force at him

"Oh Merlin" he muttered," I've left my bedroom door open"

"You've what!" squawked the giraffe as Harry ran out of the room as though all of Voldemort's Death Eaters were after him.

"Hey Dud, whose room is this?"

"My cousins…"

"Is that an owl"

"The window is open it must have flown in and roosted here"

"Stupid dumb bird"

Harry came round the door frame to see the entire gang approaching Hedwig; she caught sight of him and flew across the room to land on his outstretched arm. At her movement, the gang turned around.

"Oh look who it is…" Piers got no further.

"What are you doing in my room?"

"Why shouldn't we come in here…you are just an orphan who sponges off Duds family…"

"What is all of this stuff? Asked another of the boys," why do you need a broomstick? Do you go to cleaning collage?"

"And these books, what's this one? Monster Book of Monsters" the boy started to take the belt off it.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you," said Harry calmly.

"Why…" the boy got no further as the book suddenly came to life in the boy's hands.

"That's why…drop it"

"Stop doing this Harry… I'll tell mum and dad…"

"Dudley, I can not help it if my care of magical creatures teacher decides to choose an enchanted book, can I? Get in the corner all of you"

As the book came towards them Harry jumped and landed on top of the book, reached down and retied the belt. Then he walked over and locked the door.

"Sorry boys but you can't leave until this accident is sorted out,"

Harry said as he made his way over to the desk, pulled out a piece of parchment and wrote a short letter to Arthur Weasley.

Mr Weasley,

My cousin's friends walked into my room and they found my Monster Book of Monster and broom. They will need to be obliviated.

From Harry

Once he had sent it with Hedwig, Harry turned to face the group in his room. Piers seemed to of gained some of his confidence after what had happened.

"What was that?"

"One of my school books"

"What kind of freak school do you go to?"

"I can't tell you, the ministry would have a fit if I revealed something like that to you … Dudley, why did you let them in here? You knew that I was allowed to keep my stuff this summer"

"What are you going to do when Aunt Marge gets here?"

"Remember to close my door," Harry said in a dry tone.

Just then there was a bang behind Harry who turned around to face Mr Weasley.

"What possessed Ginny in my second year?"

"You-Know-Whos diary, what form is your Patronus?"

"A Stag, Who did Voldemort possess in my first year?"

"Quirinus Quirrell, from whose perspective did you see that dream that you had at Christmas?"

"Nagini, What did I kill the basilisk with?"

"The sword of Godric Gryffindor, so these the boys?"

"Yes, they had taken the belt off my Care of Magical Creatures Book"

Mr Weasley winced in memory and a little sympathy. Then drew his wand and muttered 'obliviate' then after a brief goodbye, left.

"Go and play Dudley," Harry said and close the door to finish reading his book.

Aunt Marge was due to come in five minutes, Harry winced at the memory of the last time they had met. The woman ended up bobbing around the dining room ceiling.

Speak of the devil, and the devil shall come banging the door open like they owned the place.

"Hello Petunia darling, so good to see you, oh hello Dudley dear… you, why are you still here?" said Marge, her voice hardening as she asked the question.

"If you must know, my headmaster, forced me to come back, I didn't want to come" Harry sarcastically said with a sneer working its way onto his face at end.

"Don't speak to me in that sarcastic manner; as if the headmaster would care about you apart from the amount of canning he administers to you... take my bag upstairs and feed Ripper... NOW!"

Harry barely bit back a remark but then remembered the potion he had brewed a few nights ago. It was his potions homework he could use Ripper as a test subject to see if it works, it was an animal calming... well its meant to be one.

That night at dinner the air was tense. The Dursleys seemed to be nervous in case Marge started a bashing session on Harry, unfortunately, luck wasn't on their side.

"Vernon I know that it's not your fault he turned out like this I mean it's in his blood.. he will follow it and be unemployed just like his father."

"My father was employed"

"What was that, brat? "

"My father was employed he worked in the anti-terrorist department of the MI5"

"Stop deluding yourself boy. Your father was an unemployed joy rider and I will be willing to bet money that you will turn out just like him"

"You know nothing about my family and you know nothing about my life. Don't carry on because I still haven't fully gotten over the death of one of my best friends... not that you care" Harry stood up angrily and stormed out of the room.

Later that night Harry was lying in his bed thinking about what happened last year. Hedwig flew into the room and sat at the end of the bed, knowing that something important was going to happen to her master.

Harry sat up and looked at the alarm clock: it was two minutes to midnight. It was going to be his 16th birthday. One minute. He was starting to feel odd pains all over his body... like needles. Just as it turned midnight Harry felt the sharp pains increase... the pain was excruciating. Just when he thought it was over, his vision was filled with darkness.

If there is are any mistakes that I never noticed please tell me and I will correct them as quick as I can. Also, I am also posting this story on Wattpad it is still called 'Keepers' but my name is different, its LionessAblaze on there.

-NightcoreSlege