Chapther 4: The Invatation

Harry got down to the dining room, to find his so called "Family" already at the table, his Uncle, Uncle Veron large face was hidden behind the mornings paper, his Aunt, Aunt Petunia was cutting somthing for breakfast, And his large cousin, Dudly was taking more space then usal

He sat down no one, caring he had come, such a nice "family". You see at the end of the the year, Dudly came home with a report card, that had bad grades and a new diet scedule.

Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon found escuses for his bad grades, because those two are Karens, but there whight of excuses was not big enoguh to Dudly's weight. So now they all have to do the diet as well, and to make things fair harry will be given leser food to keep Dudley happy.

But they did not know that Harry had asked his freinds for HELP, and his freinds came to the rescue.

Hermione sent him sugar free snacks -Her parents are dentists-. Hagrid, the Hogwarts gamekeper, had made a sack full of his homemade rock cakes -Harry did not dare toach those, don't get his wrong Hagrid is nice, but his cooking...not so much- Mrs, Weasly however sent him enormous fruit cakes and assorted meat pies. Poor Erool needed to rest for 5 whole days, before he could make his journy back.

And on harry's birthday -which the dursleys completly ignored- he had recied four superb birthday cake, from ron, herimone, hagrid, and Sirius.

So when he got his grapefruit, he did not complain because he still had two fruitcakes doorbell ringed and Uncle Vernon got it, Harry heard someone lauging and Uncle Vernon answering, like he was some sort of gentleman. Uncle Vernon came back and looked at Harry and said "YOU" in a sharp manner, "IN THE LIVING ROOM, NOW"

Bewildered, thinking what did he do this time, Harry follwoed Uncle Vernon into the Living room, Uncle Vernon started pacing around the room

"So" Uncle Vernon said as if to be intimenating, Harry just wanted to say "So what", but he knew better then that, so he stayed to being politly puzzled

"This just arrived," said Uncle Vernon, He took out a pice of paper at harry, "A letter. About you", And at that Harry's comfusian increased who would write to Uncle Vernon about him...he never got mail, well from the postman...owlmail is diffrent

Uncle Vernon glared at Harry, then looked down at the letter and begiun to read aloud:

Dear Mr and Mrs. Dursley,

We have never been introduced, but I am sure you have heard a great deal from Harry about my son Ron

As Harry might have told you, the final of the Quidditch World Cup takes place this Monday night, and my husband, Arthur, has mansged o get prime tickets to the match.

I do hope you will allor Harry to the match, as this really is a once-in-a-lifetime-opportunity; Briten hasn't hosted the Cup for thirty years,a dn tickets are extremely hard to come by. We would of corse be glad to have Harry saty for the remainder of the summer hilidays, and to see him safely onto the train back to school.

It would be best for harry to send us your answer as qauikly as possib;e in the normal way because the muggle postman has never deliverd to our house, and I am sure he even knows where it is.

Hoping to see Harry soon

Your sincerly,

Molly Weasly

P.S. I do hope we've put enough stamps on

Uncle Vernon finshed reading, and he put the letter back in his enormouse pocket, and drew out the envolope of the letter.

"Look at this" he growled

The face of the Enovolope had atleast a hundred stamps on it, and on the tope in very small writing was the address of the house, Harry could already hear his laughter coming

"Shedid put enought stamps on, then" said Harry trying to make it sound as if this mistake anyone could have made

"the postman noticed" he siad through gritted teeth

Some might wonder why Uncle Vernon is making a fuss about this, but harry lived witht he Durslys to long and knew how touchy they were about anything even slightly out of the ordinary. Their worst fear is that someone world find out they were connected with people like Mrs. Weasly

Uncle Vernon was glaring at Harry, If harry did not do anything worng or stupid he might just go to the match, so Harry asked

"So...can I go?" he asked

Harry could see Uncel Vernons mind working, in battle between his two most fundamental instics, on one hand alowing harry to go will make Harry happy, something Incle Vernon has struggled with for the lost thirteen years, But on the other hand allowing Harry to go would get rid of Harry two weeks earlier then anybody would have hoped for, And Uncle Vernon hated having Harry in the house.

"Who is this woman?" he siad, staring at the signature, like the very name was disgraseful

"You've seen her," said Harry, "She's my freinds Ron's mother, she was meeting him off the Hog-off the school train at the end of last term."

Harry had almost siad "Hogwarts Express," and that was sure to get a way into Uncle Vernon's temper

Uncle Vernon screwed up his enormous face thoughtrying to remember something very unappealing

"Dumpy sort of Woman" he growled at last. "Load of children with red hair?"

Harry frwoned, harry could not belive what he was hearing, whats wrong with read hair and Harry's mother has red hair last he checked, this man did not, just insult his mother like that.

"Quidditch..." he muttred what is this rubbish "Quidditch - what is this rubbish?"

Harry felt a stab in his heart at that, this man is starting to annoy him

"It's a sport" Harry said shortly. "Played on broom-"

"All right, all right!" said Uncle Vernon loudly, harry saw, with some satisfaction, his Uncle looked vaguely paniky. And Harry saw him looking at the letter once more.

"Normal for us… you know the owl post, thats whats normal for us wizards–"

And then Harry knew he had said something wrong, because Uncle Vernon was shaking with range, it was as if Harry had just uttered a disgusting swear word.

"How many times do I have to tell you not to say that…that word under my roof" he hissed, his face now a rich plum color. " You stand here, in the clothes Petunia and I have put on your ungrateful back_"

"Only after Dudley is done wearing them" said Harry coldly, and indeed he was in a sweatshirt which was to big for him, that he had to fold it about 5 times, so he could use his hands, and he was wearing baggy jeans

"I will not be spoken like that" said Uncle Vernon trembling with range

But Harry was not going to stand for this gone were the days he listened to the dursleys, heck he was not even following the dursleys diet and there was no way he was going to let the dursleys stop him form going to the Quidditch World Cup. Harry took a steadying breath and then said, "Okay I can't see the world Cup. Can I go now, then? Only…I got a letter to Siruise . . . I got to finish-you know my godfather" Harry said with a small grin on his face so uncle Vernon could not see it.

He had just said the magic word a.k.a something the dursleys feared his godfather…

"Your–your writing to him are you" said Uncle Vernon in terror

"Well-Yeah" said harry casually. "It has been a while since he last heard from me and, you know if he doesn't he might think something is wrong" Harry stopped there waiting to enjoy the effect of these words

He could almost see his Uncle's mind work, on one hand if he tried to make harry stop writing to Siruse , Sirius would think he is being mistreated. But if he did not let Harry go, then Harry would tell Sirius, and then Sirius would know he is being mistreated. There was only one thing for Uncle Vernon to do.

Well alright then. You can go to this ruddy . . . this stupid . . . this World Cup thing. You write and tell these - these Weaslys they're to pick you up, mind. I haven't got time to go dropping you off all over the country. And you can tell your - you godfather . . . tell him . . . tell him you're going."

"Okay then" harry said with exientment running throw his viens

He walked back to the living room door, fighting the urge to jum up into the air and yell in exintment "He was going . . . he was going to the Weasleys',he was going to watch the Quidditch World Cup!

Outside Harry ran into Dudley who was pobally hoping to overhere harry being told of. He looked soked to see Harry with a huge grin on his face, when he saw harry.

"That was an excellent breakfast, wasn't it" said harry

"I really feel full, don't you?"

And at that harry went back tot his bedroom, the first thing he saw was Hedwig back. She was already sitting in her cage, staring at harry with her enormous amber eyes, and clicking her beak as if she was annoyed about something, And Harry soon found out what was annnoying her.

"OUCH!" said Harry as a small, grey feathery ball collided on the side of his head. Harry strated to massage the spot furiously, looking up to tsee what had hit him, and saw a minuature owl, and then Harry relized the owl had dropped a letter at his feet, while the owl was zomming around the room.

Harry - DAD GOT THE TICKETS - Ireland versus Bulgaria, Monday night. Mum's writing to the muggles to ask you to saty. They might alrady have the letter, I don't know how fast Muggle post is. Though I'd send this with Pig anyway.

Harry satred at the word "pig" then looked at the tiny owl still zomming aorund, Harry had no idea how that loooked like a pig. Maybe he just couldn't read Ron's hand writing or something...

We're coming for you wether the Muggles like it or not, you can't miss the world cup, only mumand dad reckon it's better if we pretenf to ask thier permission first. If they say yes, send pig back with your answer pronto, and we'll come and get you at five o'clock on sunday. If they say no, send pig back pronto and we'll still come and get you five o'clock on sunday anyway

Hermione's arriving this afternoon. Percy's started work - the department of international magical cooperation. Don't mention anything about a broad while you're here unless you want to be bored out of your mind.

See you soon -

Ron

"Calm Down!" Harry said trying to persude the owl to calm down, who knew small things could have so much energy, because Dudley was short as hell, and he had just been complaining about the frige not being close enough to his bedroom or living room.

"Come heree, I need you to take back my answer!" Harry tried to get the owl, but he did'nt need to because the owl fluttred down to hedwigs cage, Hedwig glared at it as if daring it to come any closer.

Harry seized his quill once more, grabbed a fresh pice of parcment, and wrote"

Ron, it's all ok, the muggles say I can come, see you fice o'clock tommorow, Can't wait.

Harry

And with immense diffculty he tied ap the note to the tiny owls leg, as it hopped on the spot with exentiment, And when the note had been teid to the leg the owl took of, And then Harry turned to Hedwig.

"Feeling up to a long Journy?" he asked her

Hedwig hooted in a way that sounded like yes..

"Can you take this to Sirius,for me?" he said , picking up letter, "Just wait one sec.. I just need to add something

If you want to contect me, I'll be at my freind Ron's for the rest of the summer. His dads got us tickets for the quidditch world cup

P.S. Uncle Vernon called Quidditch rubbish -it hurt-

With the letter finsihed, he tied it to hedwig's leg; who stayed still, as thoh to show him how a real post owl should act.

"I'll be at ron's when you get back, al right?" harry told her

And at that hedwig sored ou tof the window

Harry got the cake form the loose floor board, he aat there on the floor eating it, Harry's scar did not seem to hurt much, it felt perfectoly normal, but he still had to find out who this Bloom and Valtor are, maybe Ron and Hermoione knew, maybe she is someone else famouse for a simaler reason like his_

Authors Note:

I know, i siad i might post on monday, but... school so I am srry for the peole that had waited I hope this makes up for it

Also I saw the rewiaw, and I would like toda y thank you, because I want t become good at writing story's and I could use any feedback, so feel free to tell me if there is a problem in the story

And to any who wonder, no there is no ship with harry and Bloom srry

P.S. I am more of a Hinny fan, but I can change it if you want, but there is no changeing my mind on the hinny ship on this tory or the one I am going to write after this one