Note: This one is probably my favourite one only because it has Hedwig in it~ Also, I'd like to thank GingeredTea for unwittingly pointing out to me that I not once mentioned Harry's glasses (except for once in one of the future chapters). I must have just assumed he had them the whole time and never really thought about them. I myself forget about my own reading glasses most of the time and resort to zooming in my internet and Word documents to 200% I'm kind of forgetful like that. /^^;

I don't own HP.


After the shopping trip with Professor Snape, Harry found himself with a wand that supposedly could do all the things Uncle Vernon said was taboo. Really, Harry wasn't too excited, but he did love his new owl, Hedwig. Her cage took up most of his cupboard, but that was fine. Now he had a real pet, along with Randall (who Harry suspected was really Randall the Third) and Romulus and Remus.

His cot wobbled atop his new trunk filled with his school supplies, but Harry thought it was great fun trying to find the balance point. Tomorrow Uncle Vernon was taking Harry to Charing Cross to take the train to Scotland. Professor Snape had given him a ticket to Hogwarts, even though he still didn't really want to go, but all his school expenses had already been paid for, so it seemed a waste not to.

Harry still wasn't very such about attending the same school as his parents, but Professor Snape had promised to tell him stories about them so he could decide for himself. Harry wasn't really looking forward to hearing about how his parents drank adult drinks and were mean to everyone, but he was being polite and doing what his Professor said.

Hedwig trilled and fluttered her wings noisily and Uncle Vernon called to quiet 'that ruddy bird!' so Harry poked his fingers between the bars and pet her beak. She cooed softly and nuzzled his finger.

Harry's heart still leapt into his mouth when she did that. He couldn't believe he had a pet now. He made sure she had fresh water and paper everyday and he fed her three times a day. She ate better than Harry himself who only ate twice a day because he was too busy with his chores for lunch.

Hedwig nipped Harry's finger and looked at him in the light the grate allowed into their cupboard. Behind her, a picture that Harry had drawn the day his family had gotten home from their vacation. He'd spent the whole day in his cupboard so he used the time to make some pictures of the newest addition to his family.

Hedwig's eyes shone eerily in the low light, but Harry stared back, mesmerized. He hoped Hogwarts wasn't as bad as he thought it was going to be.