AN: I'm back after a brief break, life's curve balls being what they are.

Enjoy!

Well, emoji's are, as defined by Google, praise thee, as a small digital image used to express an idea or emotion in digital communication. You know of mobile phones? Well imagine a tiny face or expression of a face in the form of letters or characters.

"Huh?"

Ok let's try this again, I forget the year you're set in sometimes can make things confusing… how about this take this pen and paper and draw what I say where I say it.

A pen and paper appeared out of thin air in front of Harry, who took it readily.

Ok now draw a colon, that's two dots like on a digital clock like so…

Harry drew two dots.

Now draw a dash in front of the colon.

Harry drew.

: -

No no no, not like that, like you were spelling in a word, not that big a gap…

:-

Yes like that. What does that look like to you?

"Nothing."

Right then, draw a closing bracket, which means the right side of a circle or half a letter O.

"I'm not stupid Al." Harry griped as he did as instructed.

:-)

Was just making sure, anyway what does it look like to you now? Tilt your head to the left if it helps.

"I see a smiley face…oh I get it now!"

Congratulations, you have advanced in techno mumbo jumbo before your time I'll teach you the other ones at another time, you have company.

"Hmm yeah sure…" Harry was cut off from saying anything more when the cupboard door was wrenched open, Vernon's bulbous face and twitching moustache staring at him with the typical dislike. Vernon moved back as Harry exited.

"Petunia and I have decided to let you go to this freak school, on top of that your moving upstairs to Dudley's second bedroom, after you clear it out." With his words said, Vernon talked off leaving Harry alone outside the cupboard.

Sounds as if someone's afraid of being caught out on unfair treatment of a minor, what with an address like 'Cupboard under the stairs' and all that, doesn't it Harry? You're moving up in the world, quite literally, HA! See what I did there? I made a pun, your moving UPstairs from being UNDER the stairs.

"Your jokes are so bad…" Harry muttered back as he climbed the stairs and turning to go to his new 'room', where Dudley was waiting for him.

"This is STILL my room Potter, your just living in it until I get it back." He said, thumping past Harry through the doorframe knocking the bespectacled boy on his rear with a thump.

Angry at being knocked over, Harry righted himself and punched Dudley as hard as he could on the back of the boy's large head, staggering the blubber butt. Harry's grin at the strike was short lived when he realized just how little that blow had hurt the bulbous boy.

"You'll pay for that, freak!" Dudley cried out before he started laying into the smaller boy, the thuds of his ham like fists bashing into Harry's flesh fortunately not drawing the attention of the two adults downstairs.

This isn't going anywhere…

**^-^** Wipe **^-^**

Harry was back on the ground, just after Dudley had knocked him down. Thinking better of trying that again Harry let the fat boy continue moving till he was out of the hallway.

'Wait a moment, I don't feel any pain…' a grin sprouted on his face as the realization on how these wipes worked sifted into his brain. 'I remember the events, but don't feel the pain from them afterwards, this could be handy for later, I just have to somehow get Al to Wipe when I want him to.'

Harry got off the floor and entered the smallest room of the house, it was, in Harry's eyes, the perfect reflection of Dudley's outward appearance of a piglet, which was to say, a pigsty. Thinking of Dudley brought to mind a review Al told him just before about his family changing their attitude towards him.

"And that reviewer said that Dudley might be the only nice one in the family given time, hard to see that." He muttered as he entered the bedroom to start cleaning.

'Though I did kind of hit him first…anyway, better start cleaning…'

You would think after breaking so many things, so often, that a child's parents would have a talk with their child about breaking things that were bought for them. Even failing that, not throwing something that was broken, in the bin right away, that's just bad housekeeping.

"Well Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon were never going to win any awards for raising kids." Harry replied bitterly.

Oh come on, stop acting like a little bitch about that, you know now that they're never going to like you, unless I do something to completely change their character, which I won't coz that would just be wrong.

Harry opened his mouth to speak.

Nope, don't even start the begging, while this IS a fan fiction story there are still elements of story writing one has to follow, keeps the readers… well, reading. If something is too unbelievable they stop reading and that's the end of that. No one reads the story, it goes unfinished due to lack of reader traffic and the lack of feedback, lack of feedback means no muse… no muse means no typing on my behalf. And if that happens, well let's just say that your whole life will exist in a type of limbo. So if you're going to beg for anything, beg for more people to review so you have people other than yours truly to speak to, offer suggestions on how your life could get better and so on.

Harry just sulked, manly as possible.

Speaking of reviews, as the last chapter posted was the sixth one, I have some feedback from that one. Siax' review was swift and to the point, ahem.

Loving the story so far it will be neat to see what you do at Hogwarts cause you could essentially make Draco any other house after all Draco isn't cunning or resourceful and ambition is to easy of a trait after all trying to solve world hunger is ambitious and it would be nice to see you tweak the story to thwart any plans prematurely.

"Wow, Siax really doesn't like this Draco guy…" Harry said amazed. "Kind of makes me weary of meeting the guy with stuff like that said about him." Harry said honestly.

You would be surprised exactly how many fics there are that couple you with this guy in slash fics…

Harry cringed at the thought.

"Please don't bring that up again, ever." Begged Harry as he started sorting through all the broken contraptions within the smallest bedroom of Number 4 Privet Drive Surrey.

And he sorted.

And sorted.

Sorted again.

Again.

And again.

Tick tock.

Tick… tock.

Tick…. tock.

Nope this is boring *Snap*

All the rubbish and junk items vanished into thin air.

You were going to take too long to get through all that crap, better for the story to move things along. Oh hey, another Review from StratocasterInTheStratospere, what a nice reader to review again.

I just came up with a new title:!FANTASTIC!x4
:-) The $ Will Roll Right In

P.S
Hey hi Harry you should seriously introduce Hogwarts to !PIZZA!

"Well at least they're happy… oh and Strato, I can call you that right, well too bad if you won't let me I'll call you that anyway. I've never had pizza before, even if I wanted to introduce pizza to Hogwarts, I wouldn't know how. Although I might just get a chance to eat some if… no, when, I decide to talk Uncle Vernon into taking me to this place to get my supplies for school."

How are you going to manage that?

"I'll just tell him the sooner he does this, the sooner he can be rid of me, which should be good enough to get him to agree." Harry answered.

True enough that might just work. Oh hey just remember, if you go eat pizza, whenever you go shopping, it's a very greasy food; meaning don't leave trace of it on you when you come back here, whenever you go. Your aunt will go nuts, your cousin will throw a bitch fit he didn't get any and your uncle will throttle you for causing the drama in the first place.

"Noted."

Oh yeah, got another bit or feedback! Woot! This is a new one too! Reader's name is MrPosbi.

Harry face palmed. The names some readers used to review were totally ridiculous to him.

You know you could get Harry out by the good old"Bad guys attack,kill the Durseys,torture Harry and think him dead" method?
And you NEED to introduce him to My Immortal,just for shits and giggles ;)

"Could you get that guy to tell you what he means exactly? I mean I wouldn't be too caught up if the Dursley's were killed really….hang on, he said the 'good old', how often does that happen in other stories?" Harry demanded.

More than you'd think, I reckon it's a standard feeling of most readers of your series, that just about everyone hates the Dursley's. I'd be very surprised to hear if there were people that didn't hold even just a great dislike towards the Dursley's for how they treated you, or children in general, with your cousin as the other example.

"What does he mean by 'introduce me to My Immortal'?" Harry asked incredulously.

Don't know, to tell you the truth, it could be a story idea, a story title or a series for crossover purposes…with no real context I can't really say what that means.

"Speaking of crossovers, you promised to tell me what that meant." Harry said, crossing his arms.

Fine! If it'll get you compliant I'll tell you. A crossover, as the word implies, crosses one series, namely your own with another one that exists, say a movie series such as Star Wars. Doing such will bring in characters from that universe or aspects of it like The Force into your own. Do you understand?

"Mixing two series that have nothing to do with each other, together into one, I got it."

I'm surprised you didn't ask me what Star Wars was.

"I may not have seen it, but I've heard of it enough when I was at school, between running from Dudley and his goons and playing stupid at school so my grades were worse than Dudley's."

At least you don't have to do that when you get to Hogwarts, really do everything you can to excel because those seven years at Hogwarts will be the key to your future, coz magical education doesn't have Universities or Colleges or any kind of third tier study for jobs and the like. There isn't really all that many jobs in the magical world, now that I think about it; and a lot of getting jobs float around blood status, if you're not a pure blood or at least a half blood magical getting a job anywhere is really hard, if not impossible.

"Oh joy, pray tell, what category am I in?" Harry queried.

You would be classed, in the magical hierarchy, as a half blood which will put you at odds with a lot of the pure blooded people within magical society.

"And I have no choice but to go…just great." Harry grumbled, though his face changed after a moment, as if he had just reached an epiphany. "Well the lot of them can go get stuffed, I'm not playing by their rules! That goes for you too Al! I'm doing things my way, no matter how many times you Wipe a scene I will do what I want from now on, this is my story."

Oh really? Hmm, this might just get interesting after all. Alright then Harry, what exactly are you thinking?

AN: So yea, thats that, not very progressive i know, i am trying to move things along but you wouldn't believe how hard it can be to come up with and write this off the top of my head.

R&R