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(Not even my self)
The sixth year
Chapter one O.W.L.'s
Harry Potter was a very unusual character. He hated the summer holidays. And he was a wizard.
"I thought I told you to shut that thing up!" roared Mr. Dursley as he pounded on Harry's bedroom door causeing little specks of dust to fall from the ceilings.
"I'm going to send it off in just a second!" Harry yelled as loud as he could "Unless you want my friend Tonks to come and take care of it." Mr. Dursley must have backed off because Harry could no longer hear his uncle's heavy breathing. Harry finished writing his letter and sent it off. The usual gloom spread over him as he sent her away watching her until she was just a speck in the dusk. He wished so dearly that his godfather where there.
"Hey!" Harry's fat cousin was pounding on his door. He scowled.
"What?" Harry said having enough pounding on his door.
"Its time to eat dinner."
"I'll be down in a bit," Harry said miserably. Harry heard his over-weight go down the stairway and he started to walk out too. Harry was just trudging down the steps when he heard the phone ring. Joy sped over him as he ran to the phone.
"Hello?" He asked wonderingly into the receiver.
"Is Harry Potter there this is his professer from school."
"This is him." Knowing that it was not his professor from school .In fact it was one of his best friends Hermione Granger. Uncle Vernon came walking into the hallway. When Harry mouthed its for me his uncle said five minuets and left the small hallway.
"Harry this is Hermione not really a professor." She said although the way she said it she thought that Harry knew it was her.
"Yeah I kinda knew." Harry said and then added, "I only got five minuets though."
"Oh that's all right, anyways Dumbledore said it was quiet all right for you too come and visit now but he said you have to ask the Dursleys" There was a loud crack and Harry could hear Ron yelling at Fred and Gorge about apparating on his foot.
"Well umm I gotta go so can I call you back?" Harry asked ready too hear an 'I'm sorry but where in a phone booth.' But he was quite wrong.
"Sure here's my phone number." Harry wrote the number down on a piece of paper by the phone.
"Ok well see you later then." Harry said before hanging up the ugly brown phone. He walked into the dinning room and sat at the seat he had been sitting at. He started getting some of the casserole that Aunt Petunia had made and put it on his plate.
"Umm could I go to my friends house for the rest of the summer my professor said is was all right," He said glancing at his aunt who looked at his uncle. "Fine with—" Uncle Vernon got cut off by a slight tapping on the window. Harry realized that is was a school owl. He ran to the window too let it in.
"Its my school grades!" Harry explained in an excited tone.
"Well go open your ruddy male elce ware!" Uncle Vernon said in a harsh tone. Harry ran back up stairs too his room. He was ecstatic. Finally his first O.W.L.'s where here. Harry started to open the letter when it was fully open he gasped Five whole O.W.L.'s he must have done well in every subject to get this! The owl that had followed him up to his room with him was now pecking at his shoulder. But he didn't care. He was too busy looking at the comment at the bottom.
"Great job this term the school supplies will be delivered too you exactly three weeks from the start of the New Year please be prepared Thank you
Minerva Mongonail
Harry couldn't believe it five whole O.W.L.'s. Then he suddenly realized the pecking on his shoulder.
"Oh sorry," he said to the owl before letting it fly back out the window. Harry walked to the bathroom to wash his hands. He looked in the mirror and something struck him as quite odd. His scar was beat red even though it didn't even hurt it didn't even prickle like it did after his occlumency lessons with snape. After washing his hands he dried them and went back downstairs too find the Dursleys talking over his uncles job.
"You know I really think that we, me and my job members, ought to get a raise." Vernon said taking a bite of the casserole. Harry sat down making his seat groan a bit. Dudley was done eating his food and was now getting more.
"I also think that , I mean you've worked there over three years and only got promoted once." His aunt said taking a very large bite of the casserole. Harry felt very good about himself. He was going to send an owl to Ron , Hermione, Lupin-... "Oh no!" Harry said Aloud standing straight up.
"What ," his uncle said looking mad that he interrupted his aunts and his conversation.
Harrt could only say one word before running upstairs "TONKS!"
(Not even my self)
The sixth year
Chapter one O.W.L.'s
Harry Potter was a very unusual character. He hated the summer holidays. And he was a wizard.
"I thought I told you to shut that thing up!" roared Mr. Dursley as he pounded on Harry's bedroom door causeing little specks of dust to fall from the ceilings.
"I'm going to send it off in just a second!" Harry yelled as loud as he could "Unless you want my friend Tonks to come and take care of it." Mr. Dursley must have backed off because Harry could no longer hear his uncle's heavy breathing. Harry finished writing his letter and sent it off. The usual gloom spread over him as he sent her away watching her until she was just a speck in the dusk. He wished so dearly that his godfather where there.
"Hey!" Harry's fat cousin was pounding on his door. He scowled.
"What?" Harry said having enough pounding on his door.
"Its time to eat dinner."
"I'll be down in a bit," Harry said miserably. Harry heard his over-weight go down the stairway and he started to walk out too. Harry was just trudging down the steps when he heard the phone ring. Joy sped over him as he ran to the phone.
"Hello?" He asked wonderingly into the receiver.
"Is Harry Potter there this is his professer from school."
"This is him." Knowing that it was not his professor from school .In fact it was one of his best friends Hermione Granger. Uncle Vernon came walking into the hallway. When Harry mouthed its for me his uncle said five minuets and left the small hallway.
"Harry this is Hermione not really a professor." She said although the way she said it she thought that Harry knew it was her.
"Yeah I kinda knew." Harry said and then added, "I only got five minuets though."
"Oh that's all right, anyways Dumbledore said it was quiet all right for you too come and visit now but he said you have to ask the Dursleys" There was a loud crack and Harry could hear Ron yelling at Fred and Gorge about apparating on his foot.
"Well umm I gotta go so can I call you back?" Harry asked ready too hear an 'I'm sorry but where in a phone booth.' But he was quite wrong.
"Sure here's my phone number." Harry wrote the number down on a piece of paper by the phone.
"Ok well see you later then." Harry said before hanging up the ugly brown phone. He walked into the dinning room and sat at the seat he had been sitting at. He started getting some of the casserole that Aunt Petunia had made and put it on his plate.
"Umm could I go to my friends house for the rest of the summer my professor said is was all right," He said glancing at his aunt who looked at his uncle. "Fine with—" Uncle Vernon got cut off by a slight tapping on the window. Harry realized that is was a school owl. He ran to the window too let it in.
"Its my school grades!" Harry explained in an excited tone.
"Well go open your ruddy male elce ware!" Uncle Vernon said in a harsh tone. Harry ran back up stairs too his room. He was ecstatic. Finally his first O.W.L.'s where here. Harry started to open the letter when it was fully open he gasped Five whole O.W.L.'s he must have done well in every subject to get this! The owl that had followed him up to his room with him was now pecking at his shoulder. But he didn't care. He was too busy looking at the comment at the bottom.
"Great job this term the school supplies will be delivered too you exactly three weeks from the start of the New Year please be prepared Thank you
Minerva Mongonail
Harry couldn't believe it five whole O.W.L.'s. Then he suddenly realized the pecking on his shoulder.
"Oh sorry," he said to the owl before letting it fly back out the window. Harry walked to the bathroom to wash his hands. He looked in the mirror and something struck him as quite odd. His scar was beat red even though it didn't even hurt it didn't even prickle like it did after his occlumency lessons with snape. After washing his hands he dried them and went back downstairs too find the Dursleys talking over his uncles job.
"You know I really think that we, me and my job members, ought to get a raise." Vernon said taking a bite of the casserole. Harry sat down making his seat groan a bit. Dudley was done eating his food and was now getting more.
"I also think that , I mean you've worked there over three years and only got promoted once." His aunt said taking a very large bite of the casserole. Harry felt very good about himself. He was going to send an owl to Ron , Hermione, Lupin-... "Oh no!" Harry said Aloud standing straight up.
"What ," his uncle said looking mad that he interrupted his aunts and his conversation.
Harrt could only say one word before running upstairs "TONKS!"