Well its finally here. Sorry about how long this chapter has taken my uni work has been sucking all my time for the past few weeks.

Disclaimer-I don't own Danny Phantom or Harry Potter all I have is the parts of this story not taken from the books.

It had been two weeks since the incident with Spectra and she hadn't been seen since; occasionally the Dursley's would comment on how unprofessional it was of her to leave town without letting her client's know but other than that nothing else was said. Also for the past two weeks Dudley had been going on and on about his approaching birthday.

It was a Saturday and Harry was asleep enjoying his dream when he was broken from it by his Aunt Petunia as she rapped on the cupboard door.

"Up! Get up! Now!" Her loud shrill voice demanded.

"Up!" She screeched as she rapped again on the door.

Harry heard he then walk away towards the kitchen and the sound of the frying pan being put on the cooker. He rolled on to his back and tried to remember the dream he had been having. It had been a good one. There had been a flying motorbike in it. He had a funny feeling he'd had the same dream before.

Within moment's his aunt was back outside the door.

"Are you up yet?" She demanded.

"Nearly." Said Harry.

"Well, get a move on, I want you to look after the bacon. And don't you dare let it burn. I want everything perfect on Duddy's birthday."

Harry groaned.

"What did you say?" His aunt snapped through the door.

"Nothing, nothing..."

He had forgotten all about it being Dudley's birthday; how he had managed it with the amount his cousin had been going on about it he wasn't sure.

Harry got slowly out of bed and started looking for socks. He found a pair under his bed and, after pulling a spider off one of them, put them on. When he was dressed he went down the hall into the kitchen. It was not long after that that Danny came into the kitchen and added another present to the mountain of present that almost hid the table.

Harry was frying eggs by the time Dudley arrived in the kitchen with his mother. Harry put the plates of egg and bacon on the table, which was difficult with all the presents. The first thing Dudley did was count the presents. His face fell.

"Thirty-six," He said, looking up at his mother and father. "That's two less than last year."

"Darling, you haven't counted Auntie Marge's present, see, it's here under this big one from Mummy and Daddy."

"All right, thirty-seven then." Dudley said going red in the face. Harry could see a huge Dudley tantrum coming and began wolfing down his bacon as fast as possible in case Dudley turned the table over.

Aunt Petunia obviously scented danger too, because she said quickly, "And we'll buy you another two presents while we're out today. How's that, popkin? Two more presents. Is that all right?"

Dudley thought for a moment. It looked like hard work. Finally he said slowly, "So I'll have thirty ... thirty ..."

"Thirty-nine, sweetums," Aunt Petunia said.

"Oh." Dudley sat down heavily and grabbed the nearest present. "All right then."

Uncle Vernon chuckled. "Little tyke wants his money's worth, just like his father. Atta boy, Dudley!" He ruffled Dudley's hair.

At that moment the telephone rang and Aunt Petunia went to answer it while Harry, Danny and Uncle Vernon Dudley unwrap several presents. He was half way through ripping the paper off a gold wrist watch when Aunt Petunia came back looking both angry and worried.

"Bad news, Vernon," She said. "Mrs Figg's broken her leg. She can't take him." She jerked her head in Harry's direction.

Dudley's mouth fell open in horror but Harry's heart leapt. Every year while Dudley was taken out for the day he was left behind with Mrs Figg. Harry hated it there. The whole house smelled of cabbage and Mrs Figg would make him look at photographs of all the cats she'd ever owned.

"Now what?" Said Aunt Petunia, looking at Harry as if he had planned this.

"We could phone Marge." Uncle Vernon suggested.

"Don't be silly, Vernon, she hates the boy."

"What about what's-her-name, your friend – Yvonne?"

"On holiday in Majorca." Snapped Aunt Petunia.

"You could just leave me here." Harry said hopefully.

Aunt Petunia looked as though she'd just swallowed a lemon. "And come back to find the house in ruins?" She snarled.

"I won't blow up the house." Harry said but they weren't listening.

"I suppose we could take him to the zoo," Aunt Petunia said slowly, "... and leave him in the car ..."

"That car's new, he's not sitting in it alone ..."

Dudley began to cry loudly. Well he wasn't really crying even Danny could see that but Aunt Petunia was a different story.

"Dinky Duddydums, don't cry, Mummy won't let him spoil your special day!" She cried flinging her arms around him.

"I ... don't ... want ... him ... t-t-to come!" Dudley yelled between huge pretend sobs. "He always sp-spoils everything!" He shot Harry a nasty grin through the gap in his mother's arms.

Just then the doorbell rang. "Oh, Good Lord, they're here!" Aunt Petunia said frantically.

The moment Dudley's best friend Piers Polkiss came in Dudley stopped pretending to cry.

Half an hour later and all four boys were in the back of the car, making it very cramped. Danny was glad Harry was coming with them because it wouldn't be much fun if he knew Harry was missing out. Harry couldn't believe it was actually happening, his aunt and uncle had been unable to think of anything else to do with him, but before they left, Uncle Vernon had taken Harry aside.

"I'm warning you," He had said, putting his large purple face right up close to Harry's, "I'm warning you now, boy any funny business, anything at all and you'll be in that cupboard from now until Christmas."

"I'm not going to do anything." Harry said. "Honestly ..."

It was a very sunny day and the zoo was crowded with families. The day went well till after lunch when they went to the reptile house. Once inside Dudley quickly found the largest snake in the place. Dudley stood with his nose pressed against the glass, staring at the currently sleeping snake.

"Make it move." He whined at his father. Uncle Vernon tapped on the glass but the snake didn't move.

"Do it again." Dudley ordered. Uncle Vernon rapped on the glass with is knuckles but the snake just continued to sleep.

"This is boring" Dudley moaned and shuffled away.

Danny and Harry moved over to the tank; Harry felt sorry for the snake having no company except for stupid people drumming their fingers on the glass trying to disturb it all day long. It was worse than having a cupboard for a bedroom and at least he got to leave it.

The snake suddenly opened its eyes and slowly raised its head till its eyes were level with Harry's.

It winked at him.

Harry stared. Then quickly looked around to see if anyone other than Danny was watching. He looked back at the snake and winked too. Danny stared as the snake jerked its head towards Uncle Vernon and Dudley, and then raised its eyes to the ceiling. It gave Harry a look that said quite plainly: "I get that all the time."

"I know." Harry murmured through the glass, though he was not sure the snake could hear him. "It must be really annoying"

The snake nodded vigorously.

Danny wasn't sure what to think especially now Harry and the snake seemed to be having a conversation and on top of that he couldn't understand any of what was being said.

"Where do you come from, anyway?" Harry asked the snake.

The snake jabbed its tail at a little sign next to the glass. Harry peered at it.

Boa Constrictor, Brazil.

"Was it nice there?"

The boa constrictor jabbed its tail at the sign again and Harry read on: This specimen was bred in the zoo. "Oh, I see so you've never been to Brazil?"

As the snake shook its head a deafening shout came from behind Harry making both boys and the snake jump. "DUDLEY! MR DURDLEY! COME AND LOOK AT THIS SNAKE! YOU WON'T BELIEVE WHAT IT'S DOING!"

Dudley came waddling towards them as fast as he could.

"Out of the way, you." He said, punching Harry in the ribs. Caught by surprise, Harry fell hard on the concrete floor. Danny's eyes flared green but he didn't even need to do anything for Dudley to get what he deserved. One second Piers and Dudley were leaning right up close to the glass, and the next they had leapt back with howls of horror. The glass front of the tank had vanished. The snake was uncoiling itself rapidly, slithering on to the floor. People throughout the reptile house screamed and started running for the exits.

As the snake slid swiftly past him, Harry could have sworn a low hissing voice said. "Brazil, here I come... Thanksss, amigo."

The keeper of the reptile house was in shock.

"But the glass" He kept saying. "Where did the glass go?"

The zoo director himself made Aunt Petunia a cup of strong sweet tea while he apologised over and over again. Piers and Dudley could only gibber but as far as Harry had seen the snake had only snapped playfully at their heels as it passed.

By the time they were back in the car Dudley was saying that the snake had almost bitten his leg off and Piers was swearing it had tried to squeeze him to death. Harry knew Danny wouldn't have said anything about him talking to the snake but unfortunately for Harry Piers had calmed down enough to say. "Harry was talking to it, weren't you, Harry?"

Uncle Vernon waited until Piers was safely out of the house before starting on Harry. He was so angry he could hardly speak. He managed to say, "Go... cupboard... stay... no meals." Before collapsing into a chair.

Harry lay awake in his dark cupboard much later. He had no idea what time it was so wasn't sure if it was safe to sneak out of the cupboard and get some food from the kitchen. A light knock on the door was what told him it was safe. After getting some food he and Danny sat in the living room. All the time Harry had been in the cupboard he had been thinking about what had happened that day with the glass disappearing. He remembered seeing Danny's eyes go green just before the glass vanished which made him wonder.

Harry looked over to Danny. "How did you get the glass to disappear anyway?"

"Umm Harry that wasn't me." Danny said.

Harry looked confused. "But if it wasn't you who was it?"

"I think it might have been you." Danny said not really sure.

"Me? Why do you think that?" Harry asked.

"Well you were talking to the snake."

Harry hadn't thought about that but did that really mean he was the one that made the glass disappear. But then again considering the weird things that happened around him even before Danny turn up maybe it did have something to do with him.

This chapter is mostly just the same as the chapter from the book but next chapter will definitely have more new stuff happening.