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Chapter 1

The shortest stay so far

Harry had been lying awake for at least an hour by now, he'd awoken from a dream that had ended with Sirius like always.

The murder of his godfather had been playing on his mind since the end of his last school year. The Dursleys weren't making his stay any better than he was used to, infact it was his worst stay ever he'd been having a larger number of rows with his uncle, his aunt was even feeding him less also his cousin Dudley Kept on teasing him that he has no one who loves him left in the world but that wasn't true Harry knew that, he still had the Weasleys and Hermione they liked him enough so Harry would just wind up Dudley back saying made up words such as hocus pocus and rumble tumble but even seeing Dudley run off in fright was losing its fun.

The only thing keeping Harry alive this summer was Ron and Hermione's letters the last one from Ron was truly uplifting

Dear Harry

Hope the Dursleys are treating you well this summer.

You must be having better than me,

Mum, Dad and Percy are in blazing rows,

Fred and George are gits and Ginny's a pest.

Not sure if you'd want to stay here but you're more than welcome to.

I haven't heard from Hermione yet she never writes to me has she been writing to you? Tell her to write to me the only thing keeping me alive this summer is your letters, ill have you outta there soon mate if you let me know.

P.S dads got a run in for minister of magic.

P.S.S I managed to actually clean my room today no spells!

Ron

Well Harry thought to himself at least he and Ron had another thing in common letters kept them both alive. Harry got up and tiptoed over to his desk Grabbed his quill and started to write.

Dear Ron

I think Hermione's well I haven't had much letters from her either but I will write to her and tell her to write to you. Please come and get me as soon as possible the Dursleys are killing me, even with lupin and the others keeping in touch. I'm finding it hard to sleep here because of what happened to snuffles.

Harry

He folded the note up and turned to write another couple one to Hermione and one to lupin.

Dear Hermione

Hope you are well could you write to Ron for me he's feeling lonely, apparently Fred and George are still gits bye

Harry

He folded that note too and turned onto another one

Dear lupin and others

I'm fine here having a wonderful time im extremely getting on with the dursleys im going to Rons soon no need to write back.

Harry

He tied the three letters together and stroked Hedwig lightly as not to wake suddenly so she'd make a noise and wake the dursleys,

her eyes opened very sleepily and she looked at him with a fierce look

"Sorry Hedwig, got a late night flight for you, first ones to Ron than Hermione than lupin" he whispered as he slid open her cage door. He carefully tied the notes to Hedwig's leg and she flew off into the early morning sunrise.

Harry awoke Saturday morning to a loud shout from uncle Vernon

"THAT RUDDY OWL"

Harry sat bolt upright jumped out of bed and ran down the stairs only to see Hedwig on the kitchen table and uncle Vernon fuming over the toast on the floor.

"I warned you boy that any more messages to those freaky friends of yours and you'll go hungry for a month" "it's not my fault Harry replied "how was Ron supposed to know that..." "WHAT YOUR RED HAIRED FRIEND" uncle Vernon interrupted

"yes my red haired friend who has a name you know" Harry said his voice remaining calm "PEOPLE LIKE YOU DON'T HAVE NAMES YOUR LUCKY I CALL YOU POTTER!" uncle Vernon shouted across the kitchen that made Hedwig jump but before Harry could say something back aunt petunia and Dudley came in from the garden "What's all this noise about darling?" said Aunt Petunia

"THAT BIRD AND HIM" Uncle Vernon roared. Hedwig who was deeply offended by this comment flew over to Harry and dropped the letter into his hand before flying off upstairs. He looked down and to his horror the envelope was red with what looked like Ron's untidy handwriting. All of a sudden it opened and a loud terrified voice clearly Ron's boomed from wall to wall.

"HARRY, HARRY ARE YOU ALRIGHT I CAN'T BELIEVE THEY ARE TRYING TO KILL YOU, ME, DAD, FRED AND GEORGE ARE COMING OVER NOW HOLD ON" and the note ripped into a hundred pieces on the floor. Harry couldn't do anything but stand and stare, unfortunately Ron had taken his letter more seriously than he had thought.

"What was that all about and who's trying to kill you?"

Asked Aunt Petunia curiously, "I don't know" replied Harry shaking, knowing very well that he did.

THUD THUD THUD

"HARRY LET US IN WE'LL BREAK THE DOOR down if we have to" it all went silent Harry rushed to the door "oh no you don't" boomed uncle Vernon as he jumped off his chair and grabbed Harry" "let...Go. .Of me" Struggled Harry

CHRASH!!

The door flew open and in tumbled the Weasleys everybody froze, uncle Vernon clutching harrys hands behind his back staring at them, Harry smiling, cause it was funny watching Mr. Weasley, Ron, Fred and George Lying in a pile on the floor.

"Dad" started Fred "did we really mean to break the door down" finished George

"Ah...well...no not really" replied Mr. Weasley getting to his feet with Ron.

Fred and George still on the floor rubbing their backs as they had both landed on the handle of it. "HARRY" shouted Ron as though only just realizing he was there "we've come to take you back"