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This chapter is kinda boring, I know, but... this is as good as it'll ever get
HAPPY READING!
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Chapter 2
Free at Last
The rest of the week passed slowly. Harry felt like it would never end. He wanted the day to leave Privet Drive to arrive faster but instead of time moving faster, it seemed to go slower.
The week might have gone by faster if he was able to go out and stretch his legs and go for a walk, but after being taken away last summer by the Order, the Dursleys didn't even let him go and get the mail.
Hour after hour, minute after minute, second after second, the days began to slowly drag by. After what felt like months of waiting, the eve of the day he was going to leave arrived.
After a dinner of dry mashed potatoes, dry steak, and dried vegetables, Harry went into his bedroom and locked the door.
He glanced around the room and thought" I wish I could do magic now, then it wouldn't take so long to pack.
Slowly, Harry began to pick up the books strewn on the floor, throwing the books into his messy trunk. After packing all his books, he cleaned out Hedwig's dropping filled cage and she gave a loud "hoot!" which Harry took as a thank you.
Throwing the bag of droppings into the trash can, Harry whispered to Hedwig," Go to Grimmauld Place for now okay? I'll be there tomorrow night."
Hedwig nipped his ear nicely, and after a moment of pressure on Harry's arm, she took off and was quickly swallowed by the surrounding darkness of night.
Harry stared into the darkness where she dissapeared to for a few moments before remembering he still had to pack his clothes, so he stuffed all his clothes and robes into his already really messy trunk.
After all his clothes were put messily into his trunk, Harry stared into the jumbled mess inside his trunk, sighed, thinking about Sirius. Thinking that his trunk was what he felt inside about Sirius. Anger at himself, a hole inside himself, great longing for him to come back, sadness, and most of all, the desire to be with him again.
Sadly, he closed the trunk, locked it, and went to bed, still thinking about the huge gaping whole where Sirius used to be.
Beep, beep, beep!
Harry opened his foggy eyes and put on his glasses. Glancing at his alarm clock told him it was 6:30 am.
Shaking his hair out of his eyes, he yawned widely and got up. Still half-asleep he climbed out of bed then put on an old T-shirt of Dudley's and a pair of too long jeans, rolling up the pant legs as he went.
Taking his wand off of his nightstand, he stuffed it into his overlarge jean's equally overlarge pocket. Suddenly remembering that he was going to see Ron and Hermione again, a bright flame flared inside him. He was going to leave Privet Drive! Quickly climbing down the stairs, he went into the kitchen and found Aunt Petunia making breakfast.
Walking over to the stove, he said," What're we having for breakfast?"
" We?! WE?! You aren't going to get breakfast unless you help me cut up these fruits you hear me? Here, take this knife and get cutting!" She thrust a knife into Harry's hands then went pack to frying the bacon.
Thinking that it wasn't a good idea to get on the bad side of Aunt Petunia today, he began slicing the oranges.
After what felt like hours (but really was only 20 minutes) Harry set down the knife, then sat down at the nearest table he could reach.
Taking a look at the clock, Harry saw that it was 7:10. Only 10 more hours until I can leave Privet Drive, Harry thought. He smiled.
With this happy thought inside him even breakfast with the Dursleys didn't seem too bad.
"Boy! Bring me my coffee!" Uncle Vernon barked. Harry poured a cup of coffee then brought it over to Uncle Vernon, then sat down in an empty chair at the tiny kitchen table.
"Here you go Diddy! Lots of bacon and fresh fruit!" Aunt Petunia said warmly to Dudley, pushing a plate full of food toward him.
"And here's your bacon and fruit Vernon," Aunt Petunia said, pecking Uncle Vernon on the cheek. Then Aunt Petunia pushed Harry's (rather smaller) portion of bacon and fruit under his nose, then she began to eat.
Picking up his fork dully, Harry thought of Mrs. Weasly's excellent food. Taking a fork full of Aunt Petunia's okay food from his plate, Harry ate, and the hunger level dropped with every big swallow.
After he finished his food he put his fork down then walked up the stairs into his bedroom. Bending over to retrieve this morning's Daily Prophet, Harry noticed an owl bobbing up and down in front of his window.
Opening the window to let the owl in he saw that the letter the owl carried bore the Hogwarts seal.
While slitting the envelope open, he guessed that the envelope contained his booklist, but immediately realized that the envelope was a smidgen bigger than normal.
Taking out the letters (his booklist and the usual reminder), he saw that there were actually 3 pieces of paper, one, the usual booklist, two, the reminder, and three a tiny scrap of paper he was sure was a mistake that it was in this envelope.
He opened the biggest piece of parchment and read,
Mr. Potter,
As always, the first term will begin on September 1st.
The Hogwarts express will be at Platform 9 ¾ at 11:00 at Kings Cross, located at London.
The school feast will immediately follow the Sorting Ceremony.
Like I said last year, I'll coach you knightly so you may become an Auror.
"What?! I've—I've got Occlumency, regular classes' homework, Quidditch practice, but—but NOW?!
You'll have lessons every Thursday night at 7:00. You will still be having Occlumency lessons bus instead of having it with Professor Snape you'll have lessons with Professor Dumbledore.
You will be back as Seeker on the Gryffindor Team.
Sincerely,
Professor M. McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress
So... Harry didn't have to have Occlumency lessons with Snape after all! This happy thought was enough to make him smile. Occlumency lessons with Dumbledore would probably be much easier, owing to the fact that the thought of Dumbledore didn't make him snarl. It was probably going to be easier to empty his mind.
Harry took a quick peek at the clock and jumped up in shock. It was already 11:00, only 7 more hours!
Forcing his thoughts back to the pieces of parchment, he looked at the next piece, and saw the booklist.
Year Six Booklist
Defense Against the Dark Arts Spells by Marilyn Mast
Advanced Guide to Transfiguration by Roger Steadfast
Standard Book of Speels (Grade 6) by Lynda Lerstrano
A Complex History of Magic by Bathida Bagshot
Advaced Guide to Potions by Lindon Liyster
Complex Guide of the Night Sky by Roger Steadfast
Advanced Ancient Runes by Kathryn Funnybone
Depending on which subjects you are taking for NEWTs, buy the books you need. (for example if you are taking Ancient Runes, you need the book Advanced Ancient Runes).
Seeing the tiny piece of paper he realized it must be the letter where you pick your NEWT subjects!
Sixth Years need to choose which classes they want for sixth and seventh year, also the subjects for NEWTs.
Circle which classes you want to take:
Defense Against the Dark Arts
Transfiguration
Charms
Care of Magical Creatures
Potions
Astronomy
Herbology
Send you subjects back to you Head of House by August 20th.
Professor McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress
Harry paused, remembering the subjects that Professor McGonagall advised him to take. He took out a eagle feather quill, dipped it in ink, then circled Charms, Defense Agaist the Dark Arts, Transfiguration, and Potions. Harry also circled Care of Magical Creatures, just because of Hagrid.
Getting up to mail the letter, he remembered that Hedwig was at Grimmauld Place. Harry stuffed the parchment into his trunk, then settled down on his bed and pulled over the Daily Prophet.
Looking up at the clock, Harry found out it was now 4:43. Putting away the Prophet, he thought about what he just read. The Prophet seemed to be full of letters claiming people to have seen Voldemort walking in their driveway. It was also full of articles about who were the Death Eaters still on the loose, Voldemort's allies, and basic spells to disarm, shield, and stun.
Wanting to act as normal as possible so the Dursleys wouldn't suspect anything, he opened his trunk aand pulled out the spell book Hermione gave him. Taking the book with him, Harry walked down the stairs into the living room Mr. Weasly half-demolished 2 years ago.
Sitting down on the couch, he opened the book and saw the Table of Contents. Because he already knew basic spells, he skipped them and saw that Advanced Spells began on page 75.
After a few moments of flipping through the book, he found page 75. In big cold letters at the top of the page were the words "Advanced Spells" Under the title was a short paragraph on advanced spells.
After accomplishing basic defense spells, we need to move on to attacks and more advanced defense spells, such as the Patronus Charm, which shields you from dementors. You can only accomplish these spells with practice.
Flipping through the rest of the book, Harry saw pictures of Patronus Charms, Shield Charm, Leg-Locker Curse, and a spell called the Wobble Hex (this is me: LOL) that makes your opponent's wand arm wobble like crazy (ME: my own creation).
Harry turned through the back of the book until he found the Wobble Hex would be useful because (he guessed) that it would make the opponents hand uh, wobble, so it would be harder to control the wand.
After 10 minutes of reading instructions, the door bell rang and then Uncle Vernon grunted," Darn those door to door salesmen," and he heaved his (very) heavy body out of his armchair and walked into the hallway.
Harry heard the door swing open, a moment's pause, then, " WHAT THE HECK DO YOU PEOPLE THINK YOU'RE DO—"
Moody's familiar growl wafted in to the living room," Remember me Dursley?"
Harry could hear Uncle Vernon (sorta) whimpering. Clearly, he remembered Moody (me: I mean who wouldn't?).
Without thinking, Harry stood up, crossed the room, and walked into the hallway, and saw Tonks, Lupin, and (obviously) Mad-eye Moody. They were standing outside, and when Harry walked in, they moved into the now kind of wet hallway (because it was raining).
"Wotcher Harry!" Tonks winked," Do you want to come with me to bring your trunk down?"
Similing, Harry made his way up the staircase with Tonks into his bedroom.
Together, he and Tonks heaved the trunk into the bedroom doorway and then Tonks took out her wand and said," Locomotor Trunk!"
The trunk rose a few inches off the ground and then the trunk, Harry, and Tonks marched (sorta as trunks can't really march but come one use your imagination!!!) out of Harry's (small) room. Halfway down the staircase Harry remembered Hedwig's cage and ran up to get it. When he was back downstairs he ran back into the living room to get his book where he left it, on the couch.
After saying goodbye to the Dursleys, he grabbed Hedwig's empty cage and stepped outside, for the first time that summer.
Gulping down fresh air, Harry noticed something and asked Tonks," How are we going to get to Grimmauld Place? Broomsticks?"
"Nah, we're going in a car that Mundungus said he 'borrowed' for us," Tonks said laughing when she said borrowed," If he actually borrowed that car, I'll eat my broomstick."
Looking in the driveway Harry saw what looked like an old Cadillac. Walking with everyone else to the car, Harry felt free at last.
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omg... I forgot to put HERBOLOGY as one of the subjects in chapter 1 !!! I'm going to fix that right away!
And thanks starbucksman and padfootmoony13 (sorry if I spelt it wrong) for your reviews! I changed chapter 1 abit...
R&R please!
This chapter is kinda boring, I know, but... this is as good as it'll ever get
HAPPY READING!
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Chapter 2
Free at Last
The rest of the week passed slowly. Harry felt like it would never end. He wanted the day to leave Privet Drive to arrive faster but instead of time moving faster, it seemed to go slower.
The week might have gone by faster if he was able to go out and stretch his legs and go for a walk, but after being taken away last summer by the Order, the Dursleys didn't even let him go and get the mail.
Hour after hour, minute after minute, second after second, the days began to slowly drag by. After what felt like months of waiting, the eve of the day he was going to leave arrived.
After a dinner of dry mashed potatoes, dry steak, and dried vegetables, Harry went into his bedroom and locked the door.
He glanced around the room and thought" I wish I could do magic now, then it wouldn't take so long to pack.
Slowly, Harry began to pick up the books strewn on the floor, throwing the books into his messy trunk. After packing all his books, he cleaned out Hedwig's dropping filled cage and she gave a loud "hoot!" which Harry took as a thank you.
Throwing the bag of droppings into the trash can, Harry whispered to Hedwig," Go to Grimmauld Place for now okay? I'll be there tomorrow night."
Hedwig nipped his ear nicely, and after a moment of pressure on Harry's arm, she took off and was quickly swallowed by the surrounding darkness of night.
Harry stared into the darkness where she dissapeared to for a few moments before remembering he still had to pack his clothes, so he stuffed all his clothes and robes into his already really messy trunk.
After all his clothes were put messily into his trunk, Harry stared into the jumbled mess inside his trunk, sighed, thinking about Sirius. Thinking that his trunk was what he felt inside about Sirius. Anger at himself, a hole inside himself, great longing for him to come back, sadness, and most of all, the desire to be with him again.
Sadly, he closed the trunk, locked it, and went to bed, still thinking about the huge gaping whole where Sirius used to be.
Beep, beep, beep!
Harry opened his foggy eyes and put on his glasses. Glancing at his alarm clock told him it was 6:30 am.
Shaking his hair out of his eyes, he yawned widely and got up. Still half-asleep he climbed out of bed then put on an old T-shirt of Dudley's and a pair of too long jeans, rolling up the pant legs as he went.
Taking his wand off of his nightstand, he stuffed it into his overlarge jean's equally overlarge pocket. Suddenly remembering that he was going to see Ron and Hermione again, a bright flame flared inside him. He was going to leave Privet Drive! Quickly climbing down the stairs, he went into the kitchen and found Aunt Petunia making breakfast.
Walking over to the stove, he said," What're we having for breakfast?"
" We?! WE?! You aren't going to get breakfast unless you help me cut up these fruits you hear me? Here, take this knife and get cutting!" She thrust a knife into Harry's hands then went pack to frying the bacon.
Thinking that it wasn't a good idea to get on the bad side of Aunt Petunia today, he began slicing the oranges.
After what felt like hours (but really was only 20 minutes) Harry set down the knife, then sat down at the nearest table he could reach.
Taking a look at the clock, Harry saw that it was 7:10. Only 10 more hours until I can leave Privet Drive, Harry thought. He smiled.
With this happy thought inside him even breakfast with the Dursleys didn't seem too bad.
"Boy! Bring me my coffee!" Uncle Vernon barked. Harry poured a cup of coffee then brought it over to Uncle Vernon, then sat down in an empty chair at the tiny kitchen table.
"Here you go Diddy! Lots of bacon and fresh fruit!" Aunt Petunia said warmly to Dudley, pushing a plate full of food toward him.
"And here's your bacon and fruit Vernon," Aunt Petunia said, pecking Uncle Vernon on the cheek. Then Aunt Petunia pushed Harry's (rather smaller) portion of bacon and fruit under his nose, then she began to eat.
Picking up his fork dully, Harry thought of Mrs. Weasly's excellent food. Taking a fork full of Aunt Petunia's okay food from his plate, Harry ate, and the hunger level dropped with every big swallow.
After he finished his food he put his fork down then walked up the stairs into his bedroom. Bending over to retrieve this morning's Daily Prophet, Harry noticed an owl bobbing up and down in front of his window.
Opening the window to let the owl in he saw that the letter the owl carried bore the Hogwarts seal.
While slitting the envelope open, he guessed that the envelope contained his booklist, but immediately realized that the envelope was a smidgen bigger than normal.
Taking out the letters (his booklist and the usual reminder), he saw that there were actually 3 pieces of paper, one, the usual booklist, two, the reminder, and three a tiny scrap of paper he was sure was a mistake that it was in this envelope.
He opened the biggest piece of parchment and read,
Mr. Potter,
As always, the first term will begin on September 1st.
The Hogwarts express will be at Platform 9 ¾ at 11:00 at Kings Cross, located at London.
The school feast will immediately follow the Sorting Ceremony.
Like I said last year, I'll coach you knightly so you may become an Auror.
"What?! I've—I've got Occlumency, regular classes' homework, Quidditch practice, but—but NOW?!
You'll have lessons every Thursday night at 7:00. You will still be having Occlumency lessons bus instead of having it with Professor Snape you'll have lessons with Professor Dumbledore.
You will be back as Seeker on the Gryffindor Team.
Sincerely,
Professor M. McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress
So... Harry didn't have to have Occlumency lessons with Snape after all! This happy thought was enough to make him smile. Occlumency lessons with Dumbledore would probably be much easier, owing to the fact that the thought of Dumbledore didn't make him snarl. It was probably going to be easier to empty his mind.
Harry took a quick peek at the clock and jumped up in shock. It was already 11:00, only 7 more hours!
Forcing his thoughts back to the pieces of parchment, he looked at the next piece, and saw the booklist.
Year Six Booklist
Defense Against the Dark Arts Spells by Marilyn Mast
Advanced Guide to Transfiguration by Roger Steadfast
Standard Book of Speels (Grade 6) by Lynda Lerstrano
A Complex History of Magic by Bathida Bagshot
Advaced Guide to Potions by Lindon Liyster
Complex Guide of the Night Sky by Roger Steadfast
Advanced Ancient Runes by Kathryn Funnybone
Depending on which subjects you are taking for NEWTs, buy the books you need. (for example if you are taking Ancient Runes, you need the book Advanced Ancient Runes).
Seeing the tiny piece of paper he realized it must be the letter where you pick your NEWT subjects!
Sixth Years need to choose which classes they want for sixth and seventh year, also the subjects for NEWTs.
Circle which classes you want to take:
Defense Against the Dark Arts
Transfiguration
Charms
Care of Magical Creatures
Potions
Astronomy
Herbology
Send you subjects back to you Head of House by August 20th.
Professor McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress
Harry paused, remembering the subjects that Professor McGonagall advised him to take. He took out a eagle feather quill, dipped it in ink, then circled Charms, Defense Agaist the Dark Arts, Transfiguration, and Potions. Harry also circled Care of Magical Creatures, just because of Hagrid.
Getting up to mail the letter, he remembered that Hedwig was at Grimmauld Place. Harry stuffed the parchment into his trunk, then settled down on his bed and pulled over the Daily Prophet.
Looking up at the clock, Harry found out it was now 4:43. Putting away the Prophet, he thought about what he just read. The Prophet seemed to be full of letters claiming people to have seen Voldemort walking in their driveway. It was also full of articles about who were the Death Eaters still on the loose, Voldemort's allies, and basic spells to disarm, shield, and stun.
Wanting to act as normal as possible so the Dursleys wouldn't suspect anything, he opened his trunk aand pulled out the spell book Hermione gave him. Taking the book with him, Harry walked down the stairs into the living room Mr. Weasly half-demolished 2 years ago.
Sitting down on the couch, he opened the book and saw the Table of Contents. Because he already knew basic spells, he skipped them and saw that Advanced Spells began on page 75.
After a few moments of flipping through the book, he found page 75. In big cold letters at the top of the page were the words "Advanced Spells" Under the title was a short paragraph on advanced spells.
After accomplishing basic defense spells, we need to move on to attacks and more advanced defense spells, such as the Patronus Charm, which shields you from dementors. You can only accomplish these spells with practice.
Flipping through the rest of the book, Harry saw pictures of Patronus Charms, Shield Charm, Leg-Locker Curse, and a spell called the Wobble Hex (this is me: LOL) that makes your opponent's wand arm wobble like crazy (ME: my own creation).
Harry turned through the back of the book until he found the Wobble Hex would be useful because (he guessed) that it would make the opponents hand uh, wobble, so it would be harder to control the wand.
After 10 minutes of reading instructions, the door bell rang and then Uncle Vernon grunted," Darn those door to door salesmen," and he heaved his (very) heavy body out of his armchair and walked into the hallway.
Harry heard the door swing open, a moment's pause, then, " WHAT THE HECK DO YOU PEOPLE THINK YOU'RE DO—"
Moody's familiar growl wafted in to the living room," Remember me Dursley?"
Harry could hear Uncle Vernon (sorta) whimpering. Clearly, he remembered Moody (me: I mean who wouldn't?).
Without thinking, Harry stood up, crossed the room, and walked into the hallway, and saw Tonks, Lupin, and (obviously) Mad-eye Moody. They were standing outside, and when Harry walked in, they moved into the now kind of wet hallway (because it was raining).
"Wotcher Harry!" Tonks winked," Do you want to come with me to bring your trunk down?"
Similing, Harry made his way up the staircase with Tonks into his bedroom.
Together, he and Tonks heaved the trunk into the bedroom doorway and then Tonks took out her wand and said," Locomotor Trunk!"
The trunk rose a few inches off the ground and then the trunk, Harry, and Tonks marched (sorta as trunks can't really march but come one use your imagination!!!) out of Harry's (small) room. Halfway down the staircase Harry remembered Hedwig's cage and ran up to get it. When he was back downstairs he ran back into the living room to get his book where he left it, on the couch.
After saying goodbye to the Dursleys, he grabbed Hedwig's empty cage and stepped outside, for the first time that summer.
Gulping down fresh air, Harry noticed something and asked Tonks," How are we going to get to Grimmauld Place? Broomsticks?"
"Nah, we're going in a car that Mundungus said he 'borrowed' for us," Tonks said laughing when she said borrowed," If he actually borrowed that car, I'll eat my broomstick."
Looking in the driveway Harry saw what looked like an old Cadillac. Walking with everyone else to the car, Harry felt free at last.
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omg... I forgot to put HERBOLOGY as one of the subjects in chapter 1 !!! I'm going to fix that right away!
And thanks starbucksman and padfootmoony13 (sorry if I spelt it wrong) for your reviews! I changed chapter 1 abit...
R&R please!