That Chapter Before Chapter 1
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Disclaimer: If Harry Potter was mine Hermione wouldn't put Harry to shame at spell casting. I only own the sexy Sarah and the middle aged bus driver who I appear to be way to attached to.
Part 1;)
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Harrys stomach churned as the car began to pick up pace. Mr Weasley looked into the rear view mirror. With his muggles are fascinating smile plastered on his face.
"Well Harry" he began "they are some funny looking clothes." "Muggle fashion I take it?"
Harry didn't know what to say. He had no idea if they were or not or Sarah was just pulling his leg. He hoped not.
"Apparently so Mr Weasley."
"Please Harry just Arthur" Mr Weasley reminded Harry for the first but probably not the last this holiday."
"Of course Mr Weasley, I do apologies." Harry said with a slight grin on his face.
Mr Weasley sighed out of defeat.
15: 37
They were now deep in the country side. Harry found it quite funny how his two favourite places to be; The Burrow and Hogwarts were at the opposite ends of the UK. The Burrow was located in Devon home to some of the best ice cream around. Harry yawned and looked out the window and watched as the surroundings flew past at the same speed as a seeker on a Cleansweep 7, its speed almost matching that of a Nimbus 2000. Harrys stomach had untangled a while ago as he had adjusted to the feeling, if anything he felt more at home in the air than he did on the ground. Hermione usually called him some sophisticated name for his "odd" love of being in the air. Or sometimes she'd do her best Ron Weasley impression which wasn't too good and say "blimey Harry you bloody mental." He couldn't wait to be reunited with his best friends. Harry had now become too excited to sit still and started tapping his foot on the floor to the music that had started coming out of a…radio?
"Mr Weasley? I don't want to sound rude but when did you get a car radio?"
"Ahhh Harry this lovely little device." He started "was handed into the department recently. The little blighter was enchanted by some wanna be serial killer. When turned on the radio would send people into an endless slumber."
Harry gulped. "That's a bit…" he struggled for the right word before settling on "ruthless."
Mr Weasley just laughed in response. "Don't threat Harry he's just good company now.
Harry was now getting understandably worried.
"Err do you just say he? Mr Weasley?"
Before Mr Weasley could reply an odd growling noise came from the front end of the car.
"Yes he Harry, the radio is a boy last time I checked."
Harry went a Trevor toad shade of green. He didn't even want to ask. Now on closer inspection the radios layout seemed to show the same characteristics of a person. Also there were metal bars over the radio like a sort of prison.
Mr Weasley noticed what had caught Harrys interest in the rear view mirror and decided to put his mind at rest.
"See them bars there Harry?" He continued knowing that Harry already understood what he was on about. "Them there keep the radio magically bound. I'll be honest, the magic that enchanted that car radio was so powerful we couldn't remove the power from it but more so bound it in that their prison.
This did quite the opposite effect to Harry and instead of calming him it made him panic more, and what's worse is that little shit of a radio gave out a mad man laugh and seemed to grin at him. Harry wouldn't be attempting to be friends with that anytime soon before reminding himself it's a radio not a person.
"How long left Mr Weasley?"
"About forty minutes give or take."
3:42
The mad radio began to play a big number one from the year before, a song called Boom! Shake the Room by an oddly named duo of DJ Jazzy Jeff & The Fresh Prince. Harry looked out the window again to take his made of things and sore a small village. Suddenly his vison went black and his scar began to painfully ache. He could hear whispers and the familiar sound of a snake hissing. His vision returned but he wasn't sat in Mr Weasleys car anymore receiving dirty looks of a killer radio. No he was now crouched in a door way looking into another room. There he could see the culprit of the hissing… a snake but he couldn't quite work out who else was there as his sight was very blurred. He could slowly start to make out the silhouette of two people and an arm chair. One of the silhouettes was talking to the chair…no someone must have been sat in the chair. He concentrated on the car and the longer he started at it the more his scar burned in displeasure. The next minute a person was walking towards him and broke his eye contact with the chair making the pain a bit more bearable. Wait was that Wormtail? Before he could make out the blurry face he heard a muffled voice shout a very familiar spell.
"Avada Kedavra."
One thought went through his mind. Well no matter what's happening I'm dead.
Harry moaned in displeasure as his vision returned to him. For the second time in his life he'd been hit by the killing curse, vision or no vision and he was still here to think about it. Harry noticed he was breathing quite heavily and tried to control it before Mr Weasley noticed. He really didn't fancy like explaining himself.
"Are you okay Harry, you've gone awfully of colour."
Too late.
"I'm fine thanks" he lied "must be all this flying."
If he wasn't driving a flying car Mr Weasley would have noticed this obvious lie but he was driving a flying car so Harrys lie was let slide.
"Almost there now Harry, were just flying over little Hangleton and then we are ten minutes away."
For some reason the name Little Hangleton left a bad taste in his mouth and he had no idea why.
4:22
Soon the car was landing. What an odd thought Harry mused. Soon the car was slowing down and in front of them was The Burrow. When both wheels finally touched the ground, for the first time in his life Harry was extremely grateful to be back on the floor. With one last snicker from the radio Harry pulled the handle and grabbed his trunk and stepped out. Hedwig screeched from the sky and he looked up and saw her circling the car. She descended and landed on his shoulder and gently nipped his ear.
"Oww you Harry said playfully."
She hooted again, he knew she must have been thirsty.
"I'll ask for some water as soon as we are settled in, promise?"
The snowy white owl seemed happy with this response and took off and headed towards Ron's bedroom window where he would probably be sleeping tonight.
In the distance he heard the familiar creek of The Burrow door opening. He saw three red heads sprinting his way with a brunette following in their wake.
He half expected Ron to stop when he reached him but boy was he wrong. But of course that would be very unlike Ron.
"Hey guys…" He started.
But had the wind knocked out of him as he was rugby tackled by the red head trio.
"Harry we've" George started
"really missed" Fred helped
"you mate" Ron finished.
"That was scary don't do it again. Two Wesley's finishing each other's sentences was enough never mind a third." Harry said grinning at his second, no first family.
Fred and George sat up on Harry.
"Wow Harry not much" Fred began
"meat on you" George completed.
"Good job I'm not a meal then isn't it" Harry joked.
The sound of someone clearing their throat could be heard behind.
"Well don't you think that this is a bit barbaric?" A female voice asked.
"Oh come on don't be spoilt, Fred and George joked and pulled the owner of the voice down as well.
"Well Hermione fancy meeting you here" Harry said waging his eyebrows.
"Harry did you just…" Hermione started but stopped herself; a bit red in the face. "Never mind how've you been?"
"As much as I'd love to have this conversation, I'm a tad bit uncomfy…Guys can you get off now please?"
"Oh yeah sorry" Ron said sarcastically "forgot you were down there."
All six of them stood up and Harry dusted himself off. Mr Weasley chose this moment to make himself know.
"Hate to ruin the moment but it's getting late and Molly and Ginny will be home anytime now and I can't afford to get in much more trouble with her… not after last week." At that the three Weasley boys snickered.
"Oh quiet you three, it was your fault I manged to lose the house anyway." Mr Weasley sniffed. And with that he left for the house.
Harry wasn't even surprised losing a house was possible anymore. He looked down to hide his grin when he noticed a grass stain on his new trousers. He sighed and started furiously scratching at the cloth, trying to remove it.
At this the others had their own attention drawn to the noise.
"Oh my Harry. They must have cost a fortune" Hermione pointed out.
Grinning sheepishly, he replied "He just a bit."
"Wow Harry" stated George
"Looking Snazzy" George filled in.
Harry gave out a small chuckle, how ironic. Ron on the other hand was not impressed.
"Yeah cool clothes, you heard Dad come one we need to get in." Ron snapped and he walked off towards the house.
"Wow, who twisted" Gred laughed
"his knickers" Forge smiled.
"Come on guys. Lay off him." Hermione defended and started walking to the house before stopping and turning.
"You heard the women" Fred winked to George and followed suit.
Harry just like the twins was confused to Ron Wesley's infamous mood change but decided to leave it for now and started to jog to the cosy palace known as The Burrow. He stepped through the door and his nose was immediately attacked by the smell of thresh pumpkin pies being baked. It was smells like these that reminded him of the books he would read about happy families in school thinking that they only existed in fairy tales and in a metaphorically odd way it was true. His life in the wizarding world was like one big fairy tale. He was famous, had amazing friends, attended an amazing school, Cho Chang, Amazing food and oh yes he couldn't forget Cho Chang. Wait…. Two things were wrong with that sentence.
He had said Cho once.
Why the fuck had she come into his mind?
Yes, he thought he may find her attractive and stuff. But did she really make this world better to live in? Before he could ponder the matter anymore he found himself in a bone breaking Mrs Weasley hug.
"Harry darling! How are you?" Mrs Weasley oblivious to Harrys protesting because of the lack of air entering his lungs continued.
"Oh my Harry your as thin as a stick! One day I will convince Albus to let you stay here permanently. Old foolish man too busy bothered about the blood magic to sense that you'd be ten times safer under my roof. If I had my way… she trailed off and noticed that Harry had gone rather quiet. It took Mrs Weasley about 0.3 seconds to realise her hug hand almost done what the dark lord couldn't.
"Ohhh Harry I'm so sorry, why didn't you say something?"
She let the Boy who almost died to a hug go and watched him suck in great big breaths of air.
Harry stood up straight and dusted himself off making sure his clothes were still in working order.
"My my Harry looking very snazzy" Mrs Weasley commented. Going anywhere special?
"Not really he replied only the quidditch world cup with my family" he said with a smile so toothy it would make Sirius Black proud. Mrs Weasley began to tear up and Harry had thought he'd done something really bad until she pulled him into round two.
"Harry saying stuff like that makes me want to pull you out that house right now." In fact, if only I could…" she trailed off again into thought.
"Only what, Mrs Weasley?" Harry asked curiously.
"Never mind. Oh my look at the time!"
4:54.
"Ginny" she called walking over to the bottom of the stairs. "Come be a dear and help me cook up a feast. Harrys forgot how to eat again." She started walking to the kitchen. Meanwhile Ginny came down stairs completely forgetting the possibility that Harry could be there, grumbling about the muggles who should need to be introduced to her bat bogey hex. It was only when she got to the bottom and saw Harry there looking at her did she turn bright red and run for the safety of the kitchen. Harry was bemused by this point, as far as he could remember he hadn't done anything to offend Ginny.
He looked over to Percy who just walked in. He gave Harry a very odd look and said. "I'm on to you and your love potions Potter. If I find out you have been, Ill report you to my boss" he said smugly and walked off to help out in the kitchen. Harry was now getting a headache… Percy's boss… who the hell was that, and why would he care about Percy's superstitions. He knew Percy had just finished his last year but that didn't explain the odd comment. He turned around and shut the door before heading up stairs to Ron's room where he found Ron and Hermione playing wizards chess.
"Why do I even agree" Hermione said after Ron had trashed another one of her pieces. Her hair was everywhere, clearly she was stressed. Harry chuckled walking into the room and placed his trunk on the spare bed. The moment the trunk left his hand he was attacked by a sea of white fluffy things. He lost his balance and fell backwards. He was getting worried until he heard a screech.
"Hedwig get off." But Hedwig didn't get off. Hedwig was pissed… extremely pissed. She started nipping his ear and nose to get her point across and that point was clear. She wasn't happy.
Ron chose this moment to pipe up. "Oh yeah Harry I've given Hedwig a drink seen as you forgot. Poor bird was bloody dying of dehydration." There was a hint of amusement in his voice. Harry in one quick motion grabbed both her feet gently and hung her upside down like a chicken. The owl reached a new level of pissed and started flapping like mad to break free of her confidents.
"Hedwig I'm so sorry that I forgot. I was just caught up in all the excitement. I know that's no excuse but can you please forgive me?"
Hedwig had calmed down and gave a calm hoot.
"Thank you Hedwig, you're an amazing friend." Harry gently set her down on his lap, releasing her legs and stroked her feathers.
Ron snickered. "We all know who wears the pants in your relationship, hey Harry." He winked.
"Ron that's disgusting" Hermione scalded, reaching over the chess board and hitting him on the head.
"Ow Hermione, was that really needed?"
"No but neither was you comment" she bit back and stuck her tongue out for good measure.
They all laughed at Hermione's antics. Harry lay back on the bed; it was good to be back he thought. He lay there humming contently for a few moments before the silence was broken by a;
"Checkmate."
Harry sat up startled, scaring the bird on his lap.
Hermione looked at the board frantically
"How did you do that?" she pleaded. She hated being beat, even if it was even just a game. "We were on equal footing for ages and now checkmate? Are you Serious?"
Ron laughed.
"You cheated" Hermione exclaimed jumping to her feet. "That's the only possible way you could of won."
Ron looked her dead in the eye and retorted, "Aren't you meant to be smart?"
Hermione went red in face. She hated having her intelligence questioned.
"Excuse me?"
Harry lay back down. Here we go again he sighed
"Hermione you can't cheat in wizard's chess, it's impossible"
Before she could reply, Mrs Weasley shouted up the stairs. "Tea time."
18:00
Tea time at the Weasleys was never dull. Especially went you were sat between Fred and George to try and separate them. Harry was served one huge portion of Mrs Weasleys sausage and smash. Fred and George let out a giggle. They were up to something. They both risked a glance at Percy who sat glancing at Ginny who would look up and look at Harry making Percy look at Harry in suspicion leaving Harry looking down at his food. (Got all that? Good) Fred stood up just as Percy's food was put in front of him. George giggled again. Percy was too busy forever looking at Ginny and Harry he didn't spot Fred sprinkle something into his food as he walked past and back to his seat carrying a glass of water. Fred looked at George and George looked at Fred. They started counting down under their breath.
"Five, four, three, two, one and…"
Percy shouted in horror as his Smash reformed into a potato with legs and arms. The walking smash picked up a sausage and started hitting the remaining food on his plate.
The twins, Ron and Harry laughed.
Ginny and Hermione looked away, sighing at the twin's behaviour.
Mr Weasley fled the room, trying to escape the screaming to come.
Mrs Weasley on cue started shouting.
Percy Shrieked.
The potato jumped into the air and gave a high pitched roar and used its sausage like club to hit Percy around the face. Preceding to batter the shit out of Percy. Mrs Weasley gave up shouting as she was outmatched by the laughter that filled the room. She walked over to the cupboard and grabbed a pan. She took the lid of the pan and marched over to Percy who was failing his arms in the air hopelessly. With lightening quick reflexes, she trapped the living smash potato and held it at arm's length.
She walked over to the twins. The laughter stopped. The room went deadly silent. There was only so far you could push Molly Weasley before she lost her shit. In a low, quiet voice she shoved the pan into their hands and said.
"Dispose of it before I lose my temper."
Not having to be told twice the boys ran upstairs.
With a false smile she gestured for everyone to return to the table.
"Arthur" she called. You could tell she was trying to be happy by the twitch in her right eye. "It's okay you can come back in."
The rest of the meal was silent. Percy had excused himself to go upstairs after his embarrassing beat down.
19:42
After everyone had finished eating and the dishes were done, Mrs Weasley excused herself to go to bed. Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny sat in the living room doing any leftover homework that had been forgotten. Well Harry and Ron did, Hermione being Hermione had finished hers weeks ago. She couldn't believe that Ron and Harry still hadn't done the charms that essay that was set before the school year ended last year!
21:23
Harry stretched after finishing his five-page essay and yawned. After everything that had gone one he had forgot the quidditch world cup was tomorrow. That was going to be ama…
"Oh fuck" Harry moaned.
"What's up mate" Ron asked but not before Hermione could get in a "Harry! Language."
"I've left my ticket in my old clothes."
Ron looked bemused. "Oh okay, thought it was something important for a second."
Harry stared back in shock. "What do you mean important? I can't bloody go now"
Ron laughed, "Oh Harry you'd only be in trouble if you didn't touch the ticket… wait you did didn't you?"
It was Harrys turn to look bemused. "Yeah I did why?"
Ron replied by grabbing Harrys arm and pulling the sleeve of his hoody up. And there perfectly engraved onto his arm was a miniature version of the ticket.
"As long as you have that engraved onto your arm the portkey will pick up the magical properties in the scar and let you travel. Ron said in a matter of fact tone."
Harry just looked at his arm and them to his best friend
"So pretty much just… magic" He halved laughed half asked.
Ginny laughed reminding everyone she was their.
"Yep, magic" Ron agreed.
Hermione cleared her throat, "Yes the quidditch world cup is tomorrow so it's going to be a busy night so I suggest and early night."
"I second it" Ginny agreed
"Me three" Harry yawned again.
And with that they group each headed off to their respective rooms.
Harry and Ron reached their room and shared a few more jokes before taking it in turns to use the bathroom and get ready for bed.
As Harry got back from the bathroom Ron was just lying down.
"Want me to tuck you in"? He asked seriously
There was an awkward silence before both boys broke into a fit of laughter.
"Night Harry."
"Night Ron."
21:59
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A/n- Yeah bitches second ever chapter done! One dilemma tho…. When should I introduce Fleur… At the world cup or at Hogwarts… I'll put a poll up on my profile and whichever is leading by the time I next upload wins! The reason I want you guys to decided is so it gets you involved in the story more, because it's not my story its ours!
On that note, review and vote and see ya next time
Part One signing out!
