Hello everyone!! Beware the Weeping Angels here. Hopefully I'll be able to update Harry Potter and the Truth of the Troll today as well, however I may not be able to. Thank you all for being a brilliant audience. It has come to my attention that if I continue using full chapters from the book, my story could be deleted and flagged. I have done something different this time, so I hope you guys don't mind. Just follow along with the book if you want to read the entire chapter. I would have loved to continue to write as I was, but unfortunately as long as stories such as Harry Potter is as big and important as it is, we won't be able to do much directly out of the books. I do hope you enjoy this chapter. You'll notice I forgot a character I had join Hogwarts in the first chapter, so she gets a big scene before the reading:-). I'll try to include more at the beginning and ending from now on so the story can continue. Thank you all. I do not own Harry Potter or any characters or bolded quotes.
"Is everyone ready for chapter 3?" Dumbledore asked. Everyone looked around. Just as he was about to activate the spell again, a small voice from the guest table spoke.
"I think we should wait for 1 minute." 10 year old Luna Lovegood spoke out. "Wrakspurts are floating around here and I must get rid of them."
Ginny groaned as everyone stared at Luna, this being the first time she spoke. They forgot she was there. Luna gets up and starts to skip around the hall, taking off her bottlecap necklace and waving it around near everyone.
Everybody around the hall stared at her oddly. Well almost everyone. Harry, Neville, Daphne, and Hermione smiled at her. Harry found Luna to be really cute, and Hermione may not know what a wrakspurt is, but she sees Luna as somebody who's really fun. Neville saw a reflection of his awkwardness in her. Maybe they could become friends.
Daphne knew Luna a little bit. They definitely weren't friends but they had met whenever the Lovegoods threw a party. However the last 2 years there weren't parties. Luna's mom has died when a spell of her creation backfired. Luna's dad had retreated inwards and after that, no more parties.
Soon enough, Luna was statisfied and sat back down, very gracefully. She nodded that she was ready. Everyone stared at her, rolled their eyes and got ready for the next chapter.
The escape of the Brazilian boa constrictor... summer holidays had started
"Exactly when is Dudley's birthday?" Hermione asked, her face red.
"June 23rd." Harry told her.
"15 days locked in the cupboard." She whispered, and Daphne turns red with her. They couldn't believe that someone could be so cruel.
...and Dudley had already broken... Privet Drive on her crutches.
"Spoiled bastard." Remus growled.
Harry was glad school was over...Dudley's favorite sport: Harry Hunting.
You could have choreographed growls and it wouldn't have come out as in sync as the growls throughout the hall did.
This was why Harry spent...Stonewall High, the local public school.
"No you won't!" George sang.
"You will be going..." Fred continued.
"To HOGWARTS!" They sung together.
Dudley thought this was very funnycould work out what he'd said.
Everyone who was friends with Harry burst out laughing.
"Why aren't you this funny now?" Hermione managed to get out between laughs.
"Honestly I just think it, not sadly it." Harry shrugs.
"We'll be as witty as you like." Daphne smirked to him.
One day in July, Aunt Petunia took Dudley...she'd had it for several years.
"Please tell me you didn't eat it." Lavender asked, cringing.
"No I didn't." He told her. "After a bite, I just pretended to so I didn't hurt her feelings."
That evening, Dudley paraded...hats called boaters.
"Ewwww!" Anyone in the hall with a sense of fashion cringed.
They also carried knobbly sticks...training for later life.
More like training to become bullies. Snape thought.
As he looked at Dudley...from trying not to laugh.
Daphne puts her arm around his shoulders, chuckling.
"Me too, Harry. Me too."
There was a horrible smell...swimming in gray water.
"What's that?" Parvati asked, only to see Harry smirking.
"What's this?" he asked...to be so wet."
"Again with the witty Harry." Hermione laughed.
"Don't be stupid," snapped...when I've finished."
"I seriously doubt that." Professor Flitwick squeaked.
Harry seriously doubted...elephant skin, probably.
"Probably." Daphne agreed.
Dudley and Uncle...and -- a letter for Harry.
"Hogwarts!" The entire school bellows. No one liked reading about the Dursley's. Time to read about magic finally.
Harry picked it up...was no stamp.
"What's a stamp?" Purebloods called out. Once again Professor Burbage adds to her list of muggle items.
Turning the envelope...his own joke.
"It wasn't even funny!" Molly groaned from her seat.
Harry went back to the kitchen...Harry's got something!"
"Why didn't you hide it?" Dean asked Harry.
"I wasn't really thinking at the moment." Hardy responds. "I was so excited I had mail."
Harry was on the point...old porridge.
Hermione cringed at the description. Hopefully after this he never had to return to that place. The boy she considers her brother deserves better.
"P-P-Petunia!" he gaspedMY LETTER!" he shouted.
"Lily's temper." Both Snape and Remus said in unison, causing both men to glare at each other.
"Let me see it!"...muttered Uncle Vernon wildly.
"Oh please." Draco rolled his Eyes. "We have much better things to do."
"But what should...stamp out that dangerous nonsense?"
"WHAT!" All purebloods shouted. Even those who despised Harry was now pissed. No one would ever risk doing that. Stamping the magic from one of the oldest magical blood lines? The very idea is terrifying. However, his magic wouldn't let it happen, if anything the magic would kill the Dursley's first.
That evening when he got back from work, Uncle Vernon did something he'd never done before; he visited Harry in his cupboard.
"He fit?" Ron's eyes widened. The stories Harry told made him seem much bigger.
"Really he took up the entire thing." Hardy commented.
"Where's my letter?"...looked quite painful.
"Probably was." Sprout growled.
"Er -- yes, Harry -- about this cupboard...his first bedroom.
Daphne would have said something but her face just turned red. Nothing would be gained from shouting, especially at a book.
It only took Harry...they'd never been touched.
Professor Burbage was scribbling as fast as she could.
From downstairs came the sound of Dudley ...He had a plan.
"Oh no." Hermione groans, Ron nodding. He still had to pretend to be there friend, especially if he is to continue to receive payment from Dumbledore.
"What's wrong with my plans?" Harry asks, his eyes widened, acting insulted.
"Every plan of yours this year has failed Harry." Hermione tells him, who agrees with her.
The repaired alarm...right into Uncle Vernon's lap.
"Told you." Hermione smirks, before ruffling Harry's hair.
Harry could see...just brought him.
"Definitely won't work." Amelia Bones grins. "Owls don't need mail slots."
On Friday, no...downstairs bathroom.
"And that's why no one ignores the letters." Mcgonagall smirks.
Uncle Vernon stayed at home again...in her food processor.
"Okay magic is weird." The muggleborns thought. Yes it worked, but who'd expect to find letters in egg cartons?
"Who on earth wants to talk to you this badly?" Dudley asked Harry in amazement.
"US!" Hermione and Daphne grinned at each other.
On Sunday morning...letters today --"
"Not in our world!" Neville grins, happy Harry will be getting out of there.
Something came whizzing...to catch one.
"Seeker reflexes!" Oliver Wood's face in a huge smile.
"Out! OUT!"...Uncle Vernon...he did this.
"Harry..." Angelina Johnson started.
"Are you sure...?" Alicia Spinnet continues.
"That he isn't insane?" Katie Bell finishes.
They didn't stop to...alien on his computer.
"Oh boo-hoo!" Hermione fake cries.
Uncle Vernon stopped at...The woman stared.
"Of course she would! That is highly suspect." Seamus grimaces. The fact that the Dursley's were going this far to keep Harry from his letter was disheartening.
"I'll take them," said Uncle Vernon...mad, hasn't he?" Dudley asked
"Long past mad." Hannah Abbot giggles. She found this quite funny, watching Harry's relatives try to avoid the magical world.
Aunt Petunia dully late that..."Found the perfect place!" he said. "Come on! Everyone out!"
"I have a bad feeling about this." Luna says in a serious voice. "The dark side is strong with this one."
"The odds of this being a perfect place are 12,531 to 1!" Hermione smirks.
It was very cold...television in there.
Harry sighed. He was about to meet Hagrid. Wait... hopefully Hagrid doesn't get in trouble for using Magic.
"Storm forecast for tonight!" said Uncle Vernon ...led the way to the broken-down house.
"How can someone be so happy for living that life?" Tracey asks.
Harry shrugs his shoulders. He honestly wondered if the letters made Uncle Vernon go insane.
The inside was horrible... thought didn't cheer him up at all.
"It would depress me too." Daphne said, holding Harry's hand. She was glad he's out of there. And she will do whatever she can do to make sure he doesn't go back.
As night fell, the promised storm blew up around them. Spray from the high waves ...curl up under the thinnest, most ragged blanket.
Hermione grabs his other hand. She doesn't want her brother in all but blood to be living like this. She will have Harry stay at her place if he must. Daphne explained to her what was going to happen after this chapter. After all, Amelia Bones was the best person to get help from.
Hermione did convince Daphne to wait on one thing though. After all, everything that happened this year was enough to damn someone to prision. One white haired Santa Clause who has messed with her brothers life.
The storm raged more and more ferociously as the night went on. Harry couldn't sleep...where the letter writer was now.
Harry asks Mcgonagall if she actually wrote the letters. Apparently they are auto addressed and magically written, that was why she had no idea about the cupboard.
Five minutes to go. Harry heard something creak outside. He hoped the roof wasn't going to fall in, although he might be warmer if it did.
"Yeah but that could kill you." Tracey frowns. Hopefully the roof doesn't collapse.
Four minutes to go. Maybe the house in Privet Drive would be so full of letters when they got back that he'd be able to steal one somehow.
"That would be quite hilarious." Arthur grinned.
Three minutes to go. Was that the sea, slapping hard on the rock like that? And (two minutes to go) what was that funny crunching noise? Was the rock crumbling into the sea?
"Sounds like Azkaban without the dementors or prisoners." Moody comments.
One minute to go and he'd be eleven. Thirty seconds... twenty ... ten... nine -- maybe he'd wake Dudley up, just to annoy him -- three... two... one...
"Yes do that!" Fred and George grinned. Hopefully they get the chance to prank Dudley one day, revenge for Harry.
BOOM.
The whole shack shivered and Harry sat bolt upright, staring at the door. Someone was outside, knocking to come in.
"Who!?!?" Tracey asked, drawing out the word, begging Harry to tell her. She just got a grin in response.
Daphne stands up along with Hermione. Everyone watches them as they approach Madame Bones. The whispering between them was silent to all but themselves.
Madame bones walks to the front of the hall. Everyone was watching her with super attention. What was she about to announce?
And that's the chapter everyone! I hope you all enjoyed! I do apologize for the shorter chapter and the book being cut down to what it is. I don't want to risk being flagged. This way you guys still get the story. Please read, review, and comment. Hope to see you tonight!