Chapter Two- Back to the Burrow once more
"You think this letter is funny boy!?" roared Uncle Vernon in the kitchen.
He was holding a letter, which resembled the last one Mrs. Weasley sent. It had 37 stamps around the edges and a squeezed space to put the Dursley's address.
"You have to admit, Vernon. It does add a bit of-"
Uncle Vernon's eyes flashed at Aunt Pertunia. "I FIND NOTHING FUNNY ABOUT THIS GARBAGE!!" he roared, causing the entire house to shake.
Harry couldn't stop laughing, but he felt he had to now. Uncle Vernon's eyes were glaring at him dangerously. Aunt Pertunia went back to preparing breakfast, while Dudley sat in the chair, looking like a stuffed pig. He had grown larger over the past 10 months.
"So.er.what did you call me for?" Harry asked.
Uncle Vernon slammed the letter on the table, his face looking purple.
"Why do these Weasel's insist-"
"Weasley's" Harry corrected him.
This wasn't a smart move on Harry's part because Uncle Vernon looked as though he were going to explode. Uncle Vernon's face screw with impatience.
"Whatever! These ruddy people want you to come to their home for the rest of the summer, boy" Uncle Vernon continued.
"Can I go?"
"Should I let you go, boy?"
"Yeah"
For a brief moment, their eyes met and Harry could see Uncle Vernon's eyes struggling with something.
Uncle Vernon muttered something, that Harry couldn't hear.
"What was that, Uncle Vernon?"
"I said, you can go!" he roared. Harry's face was so full of glee. Finally, he would spend most of his summer away from the Dursley's.
"They said they'd be picking you up today, at 5pm"
Harry thought it was a little strange that the Weasley's were picking him up so early. Ron hadn't mentioned it in his letter. Harry stood up to leave, but then remembered something of great importance to tell Uncle Vernon.
"You might want to uncover the fireplace" he said, a small smile on his face.
Uncle Vernon looked at him. "What?"
"The Fireplace. Remember what happened the last time they came to get me?"
Uncle Vernon looked at Harry for moment, then looked to Dudley.
"Dudley, could you do me a favor and uncover the fireplace?"
"Okay" said Dudley, as he stood up, and waddled out of the kitchen into the living room.
Harry followed him, as he headed to his bedroom.
"Freak" muttered Dudley as he passed. Harry couldn't help himself, so he turned towards Dudley and had his wand out.
"What was that, Dudikins?" said harry, grinning.
Dudley's eyes widened, and Harry could tell he was about to call his parents.
Harry stared at Dudley. "You know, I'd be careful if I were you Dudley. Pretty soon, I will be allowed to do magic outside school without being expelled"
Dudley whimpered a little, as Harry turned and ran back up to his room, and he was welcomed with a loud cry as he entered.
Dobby, the house-elf stood on Harry's bed, and leapt up when Harry entered. He was wearing the strangest assortment of clothes at this point. He wore 3 Tea Cozy's decorated with flowers for hats, and he was also wearing the sweater that Ron had given him two years ago. He wore mitch- matched socks as shoes. His Green golf-ball sized eyes leaked with tears when he saw Harry.
"Harry Potter!!!" he squeaked.
"D-Dobby!?" asked Harry, mildly surprised to see the house-elf.
"Dobby knew that Harry Potter was still here, so Dobby had to come see Harry Potter sir! Dobby used one of his days off to come and see him sir!" said Dobby, happily.
"How have you been Dobby?" asked Harry sitting next to the over-joyed house- elf.
Dobby's ears dropped. "Dobby has been stressed sir!"
"Why? What's wrong?"
Dobby looked as though he were cold, because Harry saw him shiver.
"We house-elves are in great fear now, because of the return of He-who-must- not-be-named. We house-elves know that he will treat us like the vermin he treated us before he was conquered"
Harry patted Dobby on the shoulder and said "Don't worry Dobby. I mean, nothing can happen to you, because you're free"
Dobby's eyes widened, and his ears rose. "That is true sir!.Harry Potter had freed Dobby" squeaked the House-elf.
"Don't worry about anything Dobby. You'll be alright"
"Thank you sir! Harry Potter is so nice to Dobby. Dobby cares for Harry Potter a lot sir!"
"Thanks Dobby"
"Well, Dobby has to be returning to Hogwarts sir. Dobby wants to rest sir"
"Alright. See you Dobby!"
And with a snap of his finger, Dobby was gone. Harry smiled.
"You'll be just fine, Dobby"
For the rest of the Day, Harry made sure everything was packed; Books, Quills, Spell Books, and anything else that defined a Wizard. By five minutes to five, Harry was already heaving his large Trunk down the stairs into the living room.
Uncle Vernon, who had been watching some sort of sports game on the television, leaped up when he heard Harry thundering down the stairs.
"Boy!" he roared. "Must you be so loud with that ruddy trunk!?"
"Sorry"
Uncle Vernon turned the Television off and Harry took a glimpse at him. He was wearing one of his fine suits, and Dudley, who had just waddled out of the kitchen clutching a chocolate candy bar, was wearing a suit as well. Aunt Pertunia emerged from the Kitchen and she too was wearing something nice. Harry couldn't help but grin.
"They had better hurry up! I haven't got all day" said Uncle Vernon, fixing his ugly tie. It was banana yellow, which looked Horrible with the Green suit he wore. He reminded Harry vividly of a Banana Tree.
"Vernon, calm down" said Aunt Pertunia, calmly. "You must let your temper flare up"
Harry put the trunk at the bottom of the stairs and then sat down, on the bottom step. He did not want to be in the same room with his "relatives".
Dudley's watch beeped, signaling it was five o'clock. Uncle Vernon, Dudley and Aunt Pertunia turned to the fireplace just like Harry had down, and waited for some sign of the Weasley's.
Five after Five.Ten after five.fifteen after five, and still they hadn't arrived.
"Well boy, looks like you'll be staying he-" said Uncle Vernon before he stopped speaking.
Harry listened carefully. A Sound of thunder began filling the air, and the wind had kicked up speed inside four-privet drive.
Dudley and Aunt Pertunia had both screamed as they saw the Green fire appear in the fireplace, and out came 2 Weasley's; Ron and Mr. Weasley. Mr. Weasley was a short man with red hair, and eyes that twinkled with excitement of being inside a Muggle household. He worked at the Ministry of Magic, in the misuse of muggle-artifacts office. Ron Weasley was a tall skinny boy, with flaming red hair, and Blue eyes. He looked to Harry.
"Hello Harry"
"Hi Ron" Mr. Weasley had stepped from the fireplace, and advanced upon Uncle Vernon who looked frightened.
"Hello Mr. Dursley, we meet again I see" he said cheerfully.
Suddenly, a pop filled the air, as Fred and George Weasley appeared in the living room as well.
"Ugh! I really wish you'd stop doing that boys!" said Mr. Weasley.
"Sorry Dad" said Fred.
Fred and George were twins, tall, skinny and also had flaming red hair, but both twins had earring with fangs on them in their ears. Harry didn't look surprised either.
"Alright there Harry?" called George.
"I'm alright"
"Let us help you with that. Where's Hedwig?" asked Fred, as he whipped out his wand and said "Locomotor Trunk" . The trunk now floated in the air and glided to Fred.
"Upstairs"
"I'll go and get her" said George, having known where Harry's room was. He disappeared with a pop, and returned with Hedwig in her cage.
"Really do wish we could stay, but we're a bit behind schedule" said Mr. Weasley.
"No, the sooner you leave, the better!" said Uncle Vernon, looking angry, having just saw magic being used in his household.
Mr. Weasley ignored his comment.
"Alright Harry, you and Ron go first" he said.
Harry and Ron entered the fireplace.
"Bye" called Harry, grinning.
The Dursley's did not move. They glared at him.
".Bye" said Aunt Pertunia in a voice so tiny, you could barely hear her. "THE BURROW" shouted Ron.
Harry felt rushes of air engulf him, and his eyes were filled with Green flame. He was going back, to the magic world.and he was happier then he'd ever been.
"You think this letter is funny boy!?" roared Uncle Vernon in the kitchen.
He was holding a letter, which resembled the last one Mrs. Weasley sent. It had 37 stamps around the edges and a squeezed space to put the Dursley's address.
"You have to admit, Vernon. It does add a bit of-"
Uncle Vernon's eyes flashed at Aunt Pertunia. "I FIND NOTHING FUNNY ABOUT THIS GARBAGE!!" he roared, causing the entire house to shake.
Harry couldn't stop laughing, but he felt he had to now. Uncle Vernon's eyes were glaring at him dangerously. Aunt Pertunia went back to preparing breakfast, while Dudley sat in the chair, looking like a stuffed pig. He had grown larger over the past 10 months.
"So.er.what did you call me for?" Harry asked.
Uncle Vernon slammed the letter on the table, his face looking purple.
"Why do these Weasel's insist-"
"Weasley's" Harry corrected him.
This wasn't a smart move on Harry's part because Uncle Vernon looked as though he were going to explode. Uncle Vernon's face screw with impatience.
"Whatever! These ruddy people want you to come to their home for the rest of the summer, boy" Uncle Vernon continued.
"Can I go?"
"Should I let you go, boy?"
"Yeah"
For a brief moment, their eyes met and Harry could see Uncle Vernon's eyes struggling with something.
Uncle Vernon muttered something, that Harry couldn't hear.
"What was that, Uncle Vernon?"
"I said, you can go!" he roared. Harry's face was so full of glee. Finally, he would spend most of his summer away from the Dursley's.
"They said they'd be picking you up today, at 5pm"
Harry thought it was a little strange that the Weasley's were picking him up so early. Ron hadn't mentioned it in his letter. Harry stood up to leave, but then remembered something of great importance to tell Uncle Vernon.
"You might want to uncover the fireplace" he said, a small smile on his face.
Uncle Vernon looked at him. "What?"
"The Fireplace. Remember what happened the last time they came to get me?"
Uncle Vernon looked at Harry for moment, then looked to Dudley.
"Dudley, could you do me a favor and uncover the fireplace?"
"Okay" said Dudley, as he stood up, and waddled out of the kitchen into the living room.
Harry followed him, as he headed to his bedroom.
"Freak" muttered Dudley as he passed. Harry couldn't help himself, so he turned towards Dudley and had his wand out.
"What was that, Dudikins?" said harry, grinning.
Dudley's eyes widened, and Harry could tell he was about to call his parents.
Harry stared at Dudley. "You know, I'd be careful if I were you Dudley. Pretty soon, I will be allowed to do magic outside school without being expelled"
Dudley whimpered a little, as Harry turned and ran back up to his room, and he was welcomed with a loud cry as he entered.
Dobby, the house-elf stood on Harry's bed, and leapt up when Harry entered. He was wearing the strangest assortment of clothes at this point. He wore 3 Tea Cozy's decorated with flowers for hats, and he was also wearing the sweater that Ron had given him two years ago. He wore mitch- matched socks as shoes. His Green golf-ball sized eyes leaked with tears when he saw Harry.
"Harry Potter!!!" he squeaked.
"D-Dobby!?" asked Harry, mildly surprised to see the house-elf.
"Dobby knew that Harry Potter was still here, so Dobby had to come see Harry Potter sir! Dobby used one of his days off to come and see him sir!" said Dobby, happily.
"How have you been Dobby?" asked Harry sitting next to the over-joyed house- elf.
Dobby's ears dropped. "Dobby has been stressed sir!"
"Why? What's wrong?"
Dobby looked as though he were cold, because Harry saw him shiver.
"We house-elves are in great fear now, because of the return of He-who-must- not-be-named. We house-elves know that he will treat us like the vermin he treated us before he was conquered"
Harry patted Dobby on the shoulder and said "Don't worry Dobby. I mean, nothing can happen to you, because you're free"
Dobby's eyes widened, and his ears rose. "That is true sir!.Harry Potter had freed Dobby" squeaked the House-elf.
"Don't worry about anything Dobby. You'll be alright"
"Thank you sir! Harry Potter is so nice to Dobby. Dobby cares for Harry Potter a lot sir!"
"Thanks Dobby"
"Well, Dobby has to be returning to Hogwarts sir. Dobby wants to rest sir"
"Alright. See you Dobby!"
And with a snap of his finger, Dobby was gone. Harry smiled.
"You'll be just fine, Dobby"
For the rest of the Day, Harry made sure everything was packed; Books, Quills, Spell Books, and anything else that defined a Wizard. By five minutes to five, Harry was already heaving his large Trunk down the stairs into the living room.
Uncle Vernon, who had been watching some sort of sports game on the television, leaped up when he heard Harry thundering down the stairs.
"Boy!" he roared. "Must you be so loud with that ruddy trunk!?"
"Sorry"
Uncle Vernon turned the Television off and Harry took a glimpse at him. He was wearing one of his fine suits, and Dudley, who had just waddled out of the kitchen clutching a chocolate candy bar, was wearing a suit as well. Aunt Pertunia emerged from the Kitchen and she too was wearing something nice. Harry couldn't help but grin.
"They had better hurry up! I haven't got all day" said Uncle Vernon, fixing his ugly tie. It was banana yellow, which looked Horrible with the Green suit he wore. He reminded Harry vividly of a Banana Tree.
"Vernon, calm down" said Aunt Pertunia, calmly. "You must let your temper flare up"
Harry put the trunk at the bottom of the stairs and then sat down, on the bottom step. He did not want to be in the same room with his "relatives".
Dudley's watch beeped, signaling it was five o'clock. Uncle Vernon, Dudley and Aunt Pertunia turned to the fireplace just like Harry had down, and waited for some sign of the Weasley's.
Five after Five.Ten after five.fifteen after five, and still they hadn't arrived.
"Well boy, looks like you'll be staying he-" said Uncle Vernon before he stopped speaking.
Harry listened carefully. A Sound of thunder began filling the air, and the wind had kicked up speed inside four-privet drive.
Dudley and Aunt Pertunia had both screamed as they saw the Green fire appear in the fireplace, and out came 2 Weasley's; Ron and Mr. Weasley. Mr. Weasley was a short man with red hair, and eyes that twinkled with excitement of being inside a Muggle household. He worked at the Ministry of Magic, in the misuse of muggle-artifacts office. Ron Weasley was a tall skinny boy, with flaming red hair, and Blue eyes. He looked to Harry.
"Hello Harry"
"Hi Ron" Mr. Weasley had stepped from the fireplace, and advanced upon Uncle Vernon who looked frightened.
"Hello Mr. Dursley, we meet again I see" he said cheerfully.
Suddenly, a pop filled the air, as Fred and George Weasley appeared in the living room as well.
"Ugh! I really wish you'd stop doing that boys!" said Mr. Weasley.
"Sorry Dad" said Fred.
Fred and George were twins, tall, skinny and also had flaming red hair, but both twins had earring with fangs on them in their ears. Harry didn't look surprised either.
"Alright there Harry?" called George.
"I'm alright"
"Let us help you with that. Where's Hedwig?" asked Fred, as he whipped out his wand and said "Locomotor Trunk" . The trunk now floated in the air and glided to Fred.
"Upstairs"
"I'll go and get her" said George, having known where Harry's room was. He disappeared with a pop, and returned with Hedwig in her cage.
"Really do wish we could stay, but we're a bit behind schedule" said Mr. Weasley.
"No, the sooner you leave, the better!" said Uncle Vernon, looking angry, having just saw magic being used in his household.
Mr. Weasley ignored his comment.
"Alright Harry, you and Ron go first" he said.
Harry and Ron entered the fireplace.
"Bye" called Harry, grinning.
The Dursley's did not move. They glared at him.
".Bye" said Aunt Pertunia in a voice so tiny, you could barely hear her. "THE BURROW" shouted Ron.
Harry felt rushes of air engulf him, and his eyes were filled with Green flame. He was going back, to the magic world.and he was happier then he'd ever been.