The Burrow
"Harry! Wake up right this instant! HARRY!", screamed Aunt Petunias voice. She was standing over his bed looking a mess. "Harry! Now!"
Harry slowly opened his eyes to see her. He almost screamed at the sight of her. Her hair was a mess, and she was holding a spatula, which Harry at first thought was a weapon. He sat up in bed, rubbed his eyes, and then looked at his clock. 1:17pm. He layed back down in bed and shut his eyes. Almost a moment later, he shot out of bed again. 1:17?! He was late for the Weasleys!
"Harry! There is an old rusty car outside of our house! Get your things, get in it and go before any of the neighbors see that retched thing outside of my beautiful house! GO!", she yelled.
Harry got out of his bed, and began to push his things towards his door, but it was too late. Fred and George Weasley had already popped themselves into the house, but not into Harrys room. They popped themselves into Dursleys room. Aunt Petunia and Harry knew this because Dudley started screaming "Mommy! Get them out! OUT!". Last time the Weasley twins encountered Dudley, they gave him a candy which had blown up his toungue. Aunt Petunia ran down to Dudleys room and yelled at Fred and George to help Harry get his things and get out of the house. They did this extraordinarly fast because they were afraid to see Aunt Petunias horrid looks when she screamed (plus the fact she was waving a spatula at them) Harry and the twins got all of his belongings (which weren't that many) and they were out of the house and on the road.
"How can you live with them?", asked Fred as they drove away from the Dursley house.
"It's not easy", replied Harry as he watched the house sink into the horizon. "I just basically lock myself up in my room and they leave me alone...Wheres Ron?" Harry asked after noticing he was missing.
"That lazy old sac didn't want to come with us. It looked like he had something better to do once he got back from shopping with Fred. ", replied George, "Dad was being lazy too, he sent us to come get you. Luckily I passed my wizards driving test."
The twins had recently just graduated from Hogwarts and now they were on their own.
"Why didn't you get your license, Fred?", asked Harry.
"Oh. I hadn't had the time. I've been too busy with the joke shop you know."
"Joke shop?" asked Harry sounding surprised.
"My God! Ron really has been lazy this summer hasn't he? He didn't tell you about my joke shop?" Fred said.
"Our joke shop!", snapped George.
"Yes, yes. Our joke shop! Well, since we graduated from Hogwarts, we been doing odd jobs around town, like selling food at the Quidditch games, repairing old broom sticks and finally, we've saved up enough money to buy that old joke shop that's been for sale in Hogsmede. We are re-doing it of course. We've knocked down a few walls, and added more to it. That's where Fred has been all summer, while I saved up more money to put into constructing all the gags. Our grand opening is right before Halloween. You're gonna be out first customer, right Harry?"
"Yea! Sure! I'd love to buy some gags to play on Malfoy this year. I want to get him real good to make him look like a fool in front of his Slytherin friends. After all, this is my last year at Hogwarts."
Malfoy was in Harry grade, but in the house of Slytherin. Ever since Harrys 1st year at Hogwarts, him and Malfoy had been sworn enemies. They've gotton into so many fights...too many to count. Harry, Ron, and Hermione wanted nothing more than to get him expelled. There was enough reason to expell him. His father works...worked for Voldemort, but Dumbledore insists that everyone has to be givin a fair education at Hogwarts. Luckily, it was Harry's last year at Hogwarts and he would never have to put up with Malfoy again after his graduation.
Harry enjoyed the fact that it was his last year at school. No more homework or studying. No more Snape (a professor Harryed hated greatly) and most of all, no more Malfoy. But at the same time, Harry hated the fact that he was leaving Hofwarts. This meant he would not have anymore adventures at night in the ancient school halls. He wouldnt see Cho anymore (his secret crush). He wouldn't have Dumbledores guidence and he wouldn't have three delicious meals a day in the Great Hall. Once Harry graduated, he planned to buy a place of his own, or split a place between him and Rom. True he was a biy young. Sixteen turning seventeen, but he did not want to live with the Dursleys anymore. Plus, he had enough money in Gringotts to keep him happy for life.
"Well. We're here", said George as he pulled up the Weasleys driveway.
Harry looked at the house. Same as usual. A cozy little cottage with Muggle trinkets all around. There was a garden at the side of the house, how with a big fence around it saying "NO KNOMES". The windows had pretty little curtains covering them that Mrs. Weasley made herself, and on the door was a little sign saying "Welcome Harry" which Harry persumed was made by Ginny, Rons little sister, who had a big crush on Harry. Harry began to unload his belongings out of the car. George was helping him, but Fred was preoccupied with something...someone else.
"It's our new neighbor.", said George, "Her name is Christiana. She went to Beauxbuttons and just moved here with her family. Fred has got some eye for her if you ask me. Come and meet her! She's really nice."
George walked over to where Fred and Christiana were standing. Harry followed reluctantly. He was always hesitant to meet new people. He guessed this was because he grew up his whole entire life not meeting one single person, since the Dursleys kept him locked in a cuboard his whole childhood.
"Christiana, meet Harry. Harry; Christiana.", said Fred.
They both exchanged smiles and right after, Harry looked at his feet. Christianas eyes glanced to his forehead and she squinted when she thought she saw a scar.
"Pardon moi for azking, but iz that ze scar of ze Dark Lord?", asked Christiana in her little French accent.
Harry looked up and realized that she was speaking to him.
"Oh umm. Yea.", he replied as he pushed hair to cover his forhead.
"You mean you are ze great 'arry Potter?
"Great Harry Potter?", he thought to himself. "I'm Harry Potter, yes.", he said outloud.
"Wow", said Christiana with awe.
"Hey! I have an idea", interupted Fred with a tint of jealousy, "Why don't we go inside your house, and I can help you unpack the rest of your luggage?"
"But Fred, all the luggage is already-"
But Harry couldn't hear the rest of her sentence because Fred had already lead her to walk inside. It was obvious Fred liked her greatly. She had long curly brown hair, and beautiful green eyes. Fred could have sworn she was part Veela, but Harry and George weren't attracted to her in the least. Harry had his mind set on another girl; Cho.
Harry picked up the rest of his things with the help of George and went inside the Weasley house. There, Ron was sitting in front of an old 1950's televison set. Mr. Weasley collected Muggle items. He had hair dryers, electric plugs, a car, and now, a new TV set. Ron was amazed by this because he never seen anything like it. Of course he's seen photos move and talk, but never created by a Muggle.
"Harry! Come get a look at this!", Ron said. "It's a telekvisi set or something! Its incredible!"
"Television", Harry said looking at Ron like he was crazy.
"Yes yes! Teleee-vy-sion." He prounounced. "Well! Lets go put your luggage in my room. Crookshanks is in there. I'm watching her while Hermione is in New York. Its a shame Scabbers still isnt a rat, because now she chases me around!" Ron was telling Harry as he climbed the stairs to his room. Harry had his luggage in hand and was following the talkative Ron.
Ron entered his room first, and sitting on his bed was his younger sister Ginny, with a purring Crookshanks on her lap.
"Harry!", shouted Ginny. "I havn't seen you since June! How have you been?"
Ginny grew up alot since Harry last saw her. She was two years younger then Harry. She had bright red hair, just like the rest of the family. She matured from a little girl into a nice young lady, and this caught Harry's eye. Ginny had always had a crush on Harry, but he never noticed her in that way. Yet now, Harry was looking at Ginny as though she had a new identity; an identity he liked.
"Hey Ginny. You look great! You changed alot since last school year. You looking foward to Hogwarts this year?", Harry asked.
"Yea! I can't-"
"Alright Ginny! Go on, Mums calling you!", Ron interupted.
"Ron, I didn't hear your mother call", Harry stated calmly, not moving an eye from Ginny.
"I better go anyway", Ginny said when she realized Harry was flirting. She was normally an outgoing girl, but when it came to guys, she shyed away. She gently pushed Crookshanks off her lap and headed downstairs.
"Wow. Shes changed alot.", Harry said in awe.
"Yes yes, well look what I got!"
Ron reached under his bed and pulled out a tiny box. He rested it on the edge of his bed and opened it slowly. He drew out an old wand.
"I found it. Isn't it cool? I'm afraid to use it though. Knowing me, I'll say a spell and mess up. I'm waiting for Hermione to use it because I know she wont mess up. But of course I know what she'll say. You can't use that wand! It's not yours and you dont know if its evil or not! I mean, it's just a wand, right? Maybe I'll do a cleansing spell to make it mine. I could use a new wand. Mine is ages!"
Since Ron had a big family (him being the 5th child) he never got anything new. His family was short on money and Ron always received hand-me-downs from his eldest brothers. His wand went through all of the old Weasley boys, and now was beaten down and barely worked. All the unicorn hair was hanging out and the wood was splintered. What he wouldn't give to use this new wand.
"Where'd you find it?" asked Harry.
"I found it in a wizard town this morning when I went with Fred, Christiana, and her little brother. I didn't tell Fred I found it. Thats why I stayed home when he went to pick you up. I wanted to try and use it, but I chickened out and decided to wait. Here! Wanna see?" Ron handed the wand to Harry who held it carefully to make sure he didn't make a wrong move with it.
All of a sudden, the wand started shaking furiously. Harry held on as tight as he could. His arm was twirling around in circles, jerking in every direction. Then, the wand fell to the ground, along with Harry. He half sat up in silence and stared at the wand. Ron too, was staring in awe. They both were in shock as the wand shot out a jet of green light. Harry jumped up and ran to where Ron was standing. They both watched the green light circle around them and fill the room. Then a humming noise followed it. The noise was quiet at first, then progressivly got louder until "CRASH! The window had shattered into a million peices and the green light escaped into the world. The moment it hit the outside air, it dispersed and died away. Then, there was silence. The wand layed dead on the ground. Ron and Harry stood staring at it followed by a few moments of silence until-
"Awsome!", shouted Ron. "It must be some sort of stunt wand! How did you do it? I wanna see again! Maybe this time you can make the color blue instead of green! Blue is such a better color."
Harry still stood in silence. He was in shock and awe still. He didn't half expect the wand to do that. He just wanted to hold it. But what he, nor Ron knew, was that wand held more power then neither of them knew.
"Harry! Wake up right this instant! HARRY!", screamed Aunt Petunias voice. She was standing over his bed looking a mess. "Harry! Now!"
Harry slowly opened his eyes to see her. He almost screamed at the sight of her. Her hair was a mess, and she was holding a spatula, which Harry at first thought was a weapon. He sat up in bed, rubbed his eyes, and then looked at his clock. 1:17pm. He layed back down in bed and shut his eyes. Almost a moment later, he shot out of bed again. 1:17?! He was late for the Weasleys!
"Harry! There is an old rusty car outside of our house! Get your things, get in it and go before any of the neighbors see that retched thing outside of my beautiful house! GO!", she yelled.
Harry got out of his bed, and began to push his things towards his door, but it was too late. Fred and George Weasley had already popped themselves into the house, but not into Harrys room. They popped themselves into Dursleys room. Aunt Petunia and Harry knew this because Dudley started screaming "Mommy! Get them out! OUT!". Last time the Weasley twins encountered Dudley, they gave him a candy which had blown up his toungue. Aunt Petunia ran down to Dudleys room and yelled at Fred and George to help Harry get his things and get out of the house. They did this extraordinarly fast because they were afraid to see Aunt Petunias horrid looks when she screamed (plus the fact she was waving a spatula at them) Harry and the twins got all of his belongings (which weren't that many) and they were out of the house and on the road.
"How can you live with them?", asked Fred as they drove away from the Dursley house.
"It's not easy", replied Harry as he watched the house sink into the horizon. "I just basically lock myself up in my room and they leave me alone...Wheres Ron?" Harry asked after noticing he was missing.
"That lazy old sac didn't want to come with us. It looked like he had something better to do once he got back from shopping with Fred. ", replied George, "Dad was being lazy too, he sent us to come get you. Luckily I passed my wizards driving test."
The twins had recently just graduated from Hogwarts and now they were on their own.
"Why didn't you get your license, Fred?", asked Harry.
"Oh. I hadn't had the time. I've been too busy with the joke shop you know."
"Joke shop?" asked Harry sounding surprised.
"My God! Ron really has been lazy this summer hasn't he? He didn't tell you about my joke shop?" Fred said.
"Our joke shop!", snapped George.
"Yes, yes. Our joke shop! Well, since we graduated from Hogwarts, we been doing odd jobs around town, like selling food at the Quidditch games, repairing old broom sticks and finally, we've saved up enough money to buy that old joke shop that's been for sale in Hogsmede. We are re-doing it of course. We've knocked down a few walls, and added more to it. That's where Fred has been all summer, while I saved up more money to put into constructing all the gags. Our grand opening is right before Halloween. You're gonna be out first customer, right Harry?"
"Yea! Sure! I'd love to buy some gags to play on Malfoy this year. I want to get him real good to make him look like a fool in front of his Slytherin friends. After all, this is my last year at Hogwarts."
Malfoy was in Harry grade, but in the house of Slytherin. Ever since Harrys 1st year at Hogwarts, him and Malfoy had been sworn enemies. They've gotton into so many fights...too many to count. Harry, Ron, and Hermione wanted nothing more than to get him expelled. There was enough reason to expell him. His father works...worked for Voldemort, but Dumbledore insists that everyone has to be givin a fair education at Hogwarts. Luckily, it was Harry's last year at Hogwarts and he would never have to put up with Malfoy again after his graduation.
Harry enjoyed the fact that it was his last year at school. No more homework or studying. No more Snape (a professor Harryed hated greatly) and most of all, no more Malfoy. But at the same time, Harry hated the fact that he was leaving Hofwarts. This meant he would not have anymore adventures at night in the ancient school halls. He wouldnt see Cho anymore (his secret crush). He wouldn't have Dumbledores guidence and he wouldn't have three delicious meals a day in the Great Hall. Once Harry graduated, he planned to buy a place of his own, or split a place between him and Rom. True he was a biy young. Sixteen turning seventeen, but he did not want to live with the Dursleys anymore. Plus, he had enough money in Gringotts to keep him happy for life.
"Well. We're here", said George as he pulled up the Weasleys driveway.
Harry looked at the house. Same as usual. A cozy little cottage with Muggle trinkets all around. There was a garden at the side of the house, how with a big fence around it saying "NO KNOMES". The windows had pretty little curtains covering them that Mrs. Weasley made herself, and on the door was a little sign saying "Welcome Harry" which Harry persumed was made by Ginny, Rons little sister, who had a big crush on Harry. Harry began to unload his belongings out of the car. George was helping him, but Fred was preoccupied with something...someone else.
"It's our new neighbor.", said George, "Her name is Christiana. She went to Beauxbuttons and just moved here with her family. Fred has got some eye for her if you ask me. Come and meet her! She's really nice."
George walked over to where Fred and Christiana were standing. Harry followed reluctantly. He was always hesitant to meet new people. He guessed this was because he grew up his whole entire life not meeting one single person, since the Dursleys kept him locked in a cuboard his whole childhood.
"Christiana, meet Harry. Harry; Christiana.", said Fred.
They both exchanged smiles and right after, Harry looked at his feet. Christianas eyes glanced to his forehead and she squinted when she thought she saw a scar.
"Pardon moi for azking, but iz that ze scar of ze Dark Lord?", asked Christiana in her little French accent.
Harry looked up and realized that she was speaking to him.
"Oh umm. Yea.", he replied as he pushed hair to cover his forhead.
"You mean you are ze great 'arry Potter?
"Great Harry Potter?", he thought to himself. "I'm Harry Potter, yes.", he said outloud.
"Wow", said Christiana with awe.
"Hey! I have an idea", interupted Fred with a tint of jealousy, "Why don't we go inside your house, and I can help you unpack the rest of your luggage?"
"But Fred, all the luggage is already-"
But Harry couldn't hear the rest of her sentence because Fred had already lead her to walk inside. It was obvious Fred liked her greatly. She had long curly brown hair, and beautiful green eyes. Fred could have sworn she was part Veela, but Harry and George weren't attracted to her in the least. Harry had his mind set on another girl; Cho.
Harry picked up the rest of his things with the help of George and went inside the Weasley house. There, Ron was sitting in front of an old 1950's televison set. Mr. Weasley collected Muggle items. He had hair dryers, electric plugs, a car, and now, a new TV set. Ron was amazed by this because he never seen anything like it. Of course he's seen photos move and talk, but never created by a Muggle.
"Harry! Come get a look at this!", Ron said. "It's a telekvisi set or something! Its incredible!"
"Television", Harry said looking at Ron like he was crazy.
"Yes yes! Teleee-vy-sion." He prounounced. "Well! Lets go put your luggage in my room. Crookshanks is in there. I'm watching her while Hermione is in New York. Its a shame Scabbers still isnt a rat, because now she chases me around!" Ron was telling Harry as he climbed the stairs to his room. Harry had his luggage in hand and was following the talkative Ron.
Ron entered his room first, and sitting on his bed was his younger sister Ginny, with a purring Crookshanks on her lap.
"Harry!", shouted Ginny. "I havn't seen you since June! How have you been?"
Ginny grew up alot since Harry last saw her. She was two years younger then Harry. She had bright red hair, just like the rest of the family. She matured from a little girl into a nice young lady, and this caught Harry's eye. Ginny had always had a crush on Harry, but he never noticed her in that way. Yet now, Harry was looking at Ginny as though she had a new identity; an identity he liked.
"Hey Ginny. You look great! You changed alot since last school year. You looking foward to Hogwarts this year?", Harry asked.
"Yea! I can't-"
"Alright Ginny! Go on, Mums calling you!", Ron interupted.
"Ron, I didn't hear your mother call", Harry stated calmly, not moving an eye from Ginny.
"I better go anyway", Ginny said when she realized Harry was flirting. She was normally an outgoing girl, but when it came to guys, she shyed away. She gently pushed Crookshanks off her lap and headed downstairs.
"Wow. Shes changed alot.", Harry said in awe.
"Yes yes, well look what I got!"
Ron reached under his bed and pulled out a tiny box. He rested it on the edge of his bed and opened it slowly. He drew out an old wand.
"I found it. Isn't it cool? I'm afraid to use it though. Knowing me, I'll say a spell and mess up. I'm waiting for Hermione to use it because I know she wont mess up. But of course I know what she'll say. You can't use that wand! It's not yours and you dont know if its evil or not! I mean, it's just a wand, right? Maybe I'll do a cleansing spell to make it mine. I could use a new wand. Mine is ages!"
Since Ron had a big family (him being the 5th child) he never got anything new. His family was short on money and Ron always received hand-me-downs from his eldest brothers. His wand went through all of the old Weasley boys, and now was beaten down and barely worked. All the unicorn hair was hanging out and the wood was splintered. What he wouldn't give to use this new wand.
"Where'd you find it?" asked Harry.
"I found it in a wizard town this morning when I went with Fred, Christiana, and her little brother. I didn't tell Fred I found it. Thats why I stayed home when he went to pick you up. I wanted to try and use it, but I chickened out and decided to wait. Here! Wanna see?" Ron handed the wand to Harry who held it carefully to make sure he didn't make a wrong move with it.
All of a sudden, the wand started shaking furiously. Harry held on as tight as he could. His arm was twirling around in circles, jerking in every direction. Then, the wand fell to the ground, along with Harry. He half sat up in silence and stared at the wand. Ron too, was staring in awe. They both were in shock as the wand shot out a jet of green light. Harry jumped up and ran to where Ron was standing. They both watched the green light circle around them and fill the room. Then a humming noise followed it. The noise was quiet at first, then progressivly got louder until "CRASH! The window had shattered into a million peices and the green light escaped into the world. The moment it hit the outside air, it dispersed and died away. Then, there was silence. The wand layed dead on the ground. Ron and Harry stood staring at it followed by a few moments of silence until-
"Awsome!", shouted Ron. "It must be some sort of stunt wand! How did you do it? I wanna see again! Maybe this time you can make the color blue instead of green! Blue is such a better color."
Harry still stood in silence. He was in shock and awe still. He didn't half expect the wand to do that. He just wanted to hold it. But what he, nor Ron knew, was that wand held more power then neither of them knew.