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Chapter 2
Slowly the days passed. Harry was getting more and more aggravated with the Dursley's. Why did they have to be so ruddy annoying? Finally August 20th arrived. Harry went downstairs and as soon as he walked into the kitchen, the doorbell rang. Uncle Vernon yelled at him to get it. Harry was more than willing because he knew it was for him. He ran down the hall and flung open the front door with a huge grin on his face... which turned into a frown as Harry saw none other than Hogwarts' potions master, Professor Severus Snape. "Um, Professor Snape, what are YOU doing here?" Harry asked in a bewildered voice. "I am here to escort you to Mr Weasley's house. Feel lucky that we are not at Hogwarts as you would just lost 25 points for your tone, Mr Potter. Uncle Vernon came to the door. "Who are you?" he asked rather rudely. "I" said Snape "am Mr Potter's potions master at Hogwarts. I am here to take him to Mr Weasley's house." Uncle Vernon went white, then purple. "Boy. Go and get your things and get out of my sight." He stumbled back into the kitchen. Ten seconds later, Harry heard a scream and two thumps, the first small but the second shook the windows. "Mr Potter, I suggest that you go and get all your school things." Harry ran upstairs and started to shove all his homework, presents and books into his trunk. He pocketed his wand and dragged his trunk to the top of the stairs. "Professor, do you think you could help me with my trunk please?" asked Harry, who was panting with the effort of dragging it from his room to the stairs. Snape gave an impatient sigh and went up the stairs. He pulled out his wand and muttered the 'feather-light' charm. "Thanks." Snape pulled out an empty chocolate frog package and told Harry to grab on. Harry felt the familiar jerk and then, a second later, found himself just down the road from the Burrow. "Harry! Finally your here!" Yelled Ron, running down the road, Hermione close behind him. "How are you Harry? How's Snu... Professor Snape! I didn't realise you were here." Hermione's smile faltered as she saw Snape. "I will be leaving now... thank Merlin." Snape said before disapparating. "Well, how is Snuffles?" asked Hermione. "He's OK. You will never believe what he got me for my birthday. He gave me all my parents' things. Well most of it anyway. I have more photos, clothes, their wedding rings and even... their diaries. I was going to read them when I got them but the Dursley's made me do so many chores that I barely had time to sleep." "Wow Harry. Their diaries. That could tell you so much. When were they written?" asked Hermione. "They were written from their first year to their seventh at Hogwarts. I suppose I'll look at them later. Hey, do you wanna read them with me?" Harry asked. "Wow! Could we really?" asked Ron excitedly. "Sure." said Harry. "Not right now though. Later. I want to dump my stuff." Harry bent down to pick up his trunk but found he couldn't. Snape had obviously lifted the 'Feather-light' charm. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Over the next few days Harry, Hermione and Ron started to read Lily Evans' diary. One entry from her third year went:
Dear Diary James Potter asked me out today. That's right. ME. Shy unpopular Lily Evans was asked out by Quidditch player extrodinare, James Potter. I said yes obviously. Then he led me to the lake and we just talked for ages. It was lucky he had his invisibility cloak. Filch would have caught us for sure. Oh, Abby is calling. She probably wants details. That also means that Alex and Maddie want details. Oh god, no. They're gonna want to do my makeup and hair for my date with James. Noooooooooo!
The trio also went to Diagon Alley where they got all their books, including for an extra subject: Advanced Muggle Studies, where they would learn muggle self defence and muggle activities. Unfortunately, they had a run in with Malfoy. Ron got so mad that Harry and Hermione couldn't hold him back anymore. He and Malfoy ended up in a full out fistfight in the Wizard Park. Ron pushed Malfoy over, pulled up his left sleeve and gasped. There, on Malfoy's arm, was the Dark Mark. Three days before term started, Bill and Charlie arrived at The Burrow. They, Mr Weasley, Fred, George, Ron, Harry and Ginny had lots of Quidditch games. The teams were as follows: Red Team = Harry, Bill, Fred and Ginny Blue Team = Charlie, Mr Weasley, George and Ron. The red team won all but one of the games, as Harry was the star seeker. Hermione usually sat on the patio, either doing homework or reading. Sometimes, she went inside and helped Mrs Weasley with preparing meals, sometimes even showing Mrs Weasley some different ones. The Weasley's had never tried pizza before, so on the last night at the Burrow, Hermione, Harry and Ron went into the village and to the local Pizza Hut. They ordered the pizza, and then sat down, waiting for it to cook. When they actually got round to eating it half an hour later, Ron declared that it was the best thing he had ever tasted. It was lucky that they had got six extra large pizzas, as there were eleven people to be fed. Dessert was home made raspberry sorbet, thanks to Hermione. Harry, Ron and Hermione were stuffed full. They went upstairs at nine to get all their school things ready but found something much worse. They all had gone into Ron's room, as they had agreed to help each other pack. A black envelope was on Harry's camp bed. He tore it open and saw none other than... the Dark Mark.
Chapter 2
Slowly the days passed. Harry was getting more and more aggravated with the Dursley's. Why did they have to be so ruddy annoying? Finally August 20th arrived. Harry went downstairs and as soon as he walked into the kitchen, the doorbell rang. Uncle Vernon yelled at him to get it. Harry was more than willing because he knew it was for him. He ran down the hall and flung open the front door with a huge grin on his face... which turned into a frown as Harry saw none other than Hogwarts' potions master, Professor Severus Snape. "Um, Professor Snape, what are YOU doing here?" Harry asked in a bewildered voice. "I am here to escort you to Mr Weasley's house. Feel lucky that we are not at Hogwarts as you would just lost 25 points for your tone, Mr Potter. Uncle Vernon came to the door. "Who are you?" he asked rather rudely. "I" said Snape "am Mr Potter's potions master at Hogwarts. I am here to take him to Mr Weasley's house." Uncle Vernon went white, then purple. "Boy. Go and get your things and get out of my sight." He stumbled back into the kitchen. Ten seconds later, Harry heard a scream and two thumps, the first small but the second shook the windows. "Mr Potter, I suggest that you go and get all your school things." Harry ran upstairs and started to shove all his homework, presents and books into his trunk. He pocketed his wand and dragged his trunk to the top of the stairs. "Professor, do you think you could help me with my trunk please?" asked Harry, who was panting with the effort of dragging it from his room to the stairs. Snape gave an impatient sigh and went up the stairs. He pulled out his wand and muttered the 'feather-light' charm. "Thanks." Snape pulled out an empty chocolate frog package and told Harry to grab on. Harry felt the familiar jerk and then, a second later, found himself just down the road from the Burrow. "Harry! Finally your here!" Yelled Ron, running down the road, Hermione close behind him. "How are you Harry? How's Snu... Professor Snape! I didn't realise you were here." Hermione's smile faltered as she saw Snape. "I will be leaving now... thank Merlin." Snape said before disapparating. "Well, how is Snuffles?" asked Hermione. "He's OK. You will never believe what he got me for my birthday. He gave me all my parents' things. Well most of it anyway. I have more photos, clothes, their wedding rings and even... their diaries. I was going to read them when I got them but the Dursley's made me do so many chores that I barely had time to sleep." "Wow Harry. Their diaries. That could tell you so much. When were they written?" asked Hermione. "They were written from their first year to their seventh at Hogwarts. I suppose I'll look at them later. Hey, do you wanna read them with me?" Harry asked. "Wow! Could we really?" asked Ron excitedly. "Sure." said Harry. "Not right now though. Later. I want to dump my stuff." Harry bent down to pick up his trunk but found he couldn't. Snape had obviously lifted the 'Feather-light' charm. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Over the next few days Harry, Hermione and Ron started to read Lily Evans' diary. One entry from her third year went:
Dear Diary James Potter asked me out today. That's right. ME. Shy unpopular Lily Evans was asked out by Quidditch player extrodinare, James Potter. I said yes obviously. Then he led me to the lake and we just talked for ages. It was lucky he had his invisibility cloak. Filch would have caught us for sure. Oh, Abby is calling. She probably wants details. That also means that Alex and Maddie want details. Oh god, no. They're gonna want to do my makeup and hair for my date with James. Noooooooooo!
The trio also went to Diagon Alley where they got all their books, including for an extra subject: Advanced Muggle Studies, where they would learn muggle self defence and muggle activities. Unfortunately, they had a run in with Malfoy. Ron got so mad that Harry and Hermione couldn't hold him back anymore. He and Malfoy ended up in a full out fistfight in the Wizard Park. Ron pushed Malfoy over, pulled up his left sleeve and gasped. There, on Malfoy's arm, was the Dark Mark. Three days before term started, Bill and Charlie arrived at The Burrow. They, Mr Weasley, Fred, George, Ron, Harry and Ginny had lots of Quidditch games. The teams were as follows: Red Team = Harry, Bill, Fred and Ginny Blue Team = Charlie, Mr Weasley, George and Ron. The red team won all but one of the games, as Harry was the star seeker. Hermione usually sat on the patio, either doing homework or reading. Sometimes, she went inside and helped Mrs Weasley with preparing meals, sometimes even showing Mrs Weasley some different ones. The Weasley's had never tried pizza before, so on the last night at the Burrow, Hermione, Harry and Ron went into the village and to the local Pizza Hut. They ordered the pizza, and then sat down, waiting for it to cook. When they actually got round to eating it half an hour later, Ron declared that it was the best thing he had ever tasted. It was lucky that they had got six extra large pizzas, as there were eleven people to be fed. Dessert was home made raspberry sorbet, thanks to Hermione. Harry, Ron and Hermione were stuffed full. They went upstairs at nine to get all their school things ready but found something much worse. They all had gone into Ron's room, as they had agreed to help each other pack. A black envelope was on Harry's camp bed. He tore it open and saw none other than... the Dark Mark.