The next morning, he gathered up his stuff and went downstairs.
"Dudley! Get over here, sweetums! We need to hurry to get to the show!" Petunia Dursley said in a soft voice.
"Mum, I don't want to go! I want to watch my favorite show! Please?" Dudley Dursley whimpered.
"Stop whining, they need to drop me off in London to buy my w…. my school supplies." Harry said, annoyed, almost saying wizard. He knew how Uncle Vernon got. "What show are you going to see?" Harry asked Uncle Vernon, as he packed away his truck. "Peter Pan." He replied in a gruff voice. Harry had to stifle a laugh.
They had made it to King's Cross Train Station and the Dursleys had shoved him off and drove away laughing. Harry pulled his trunk and carried his owl, Hedwig, to Platform 5. He boarded the train and waited. He quickly fell asleep. Harry woke about a hour later, when there was a commotion down the train. It quickly moved up, until it was right next to Harry. There were three guys yelling at each other.
"Where'd you put it you bloody idiot?" One said, looking oddly familiar. "Dumbledore is going to be extremely angry!" At the name, Harry jerked his head up again. He placed the voice.
"Professor Moody?" Harry cried out. The real one? He wondered.
"Harry, how nice to see you again! Meet my friends, Richard Tombstone," A chubby man with black hair and green eyes, "Noe Elevounded," A thin man with bright colored red hair and deep green eyes, "and Christson Amizoa," A short man with a obvious toupee. "Boys, meet Harry."
"Potter?!" The thin man managed to squeak out.
"Yeah." Harry said, looking at feet and rubbing a hand over his scar.
"Pleasure to meet you! Oh wow it's Harry Potter!" The chubby one said laughing.
"Same here." Harry said politely.
"Going to London, eh, Harry?" Moody said.
"Yeah, for my school supplies.
"Oh, ok. I will see you this year, I am going to introduce the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher."
Harry got off the train some time later and entered the city. He walked over to the Leaky Caldron and went inside.
Tom, the owner, said "Hey Harry! Nice to see you! Staying the rest of the summer?"
"Yeah, the muggles kicked me out early." He said with a grin. "Not that I mind!" He got his room key, went up to his room (437) and put his stuff in his room. Then Harry grabbed his key and ran out. Harry walked over to the brick wall, hit the third brick down from the side, let it open up, and walked into Diagon Ally. He saw some familiar faces in the crowd. "Ron! I'm over here! RON! Hermoine, hi!" Harry yelled to his friends, Ron Weasley and Hermoine Granger, running over to them.
"Hi Harry!" Ron said happily.
"Hey Harry, what's up?" Fred and George. Ron's twin brothers, said. The Weasley family consisted of seven kids (and all have bright red hair and freckles).Three of them are out of Hogwarts already. They are: Bill, a charm breaker for Gringotts (wizard bank); Charlie, a dragon tamer; and Percy, a bossy boy who is obsessed with his boss, Mr. Crouch. The rest of the kids are: Fred and George, who are majors in tricks; Ron; and Ginny, the littlest one. Hermione has muggle parents, but is as true to being a witch as anyone.
"Hello, Harry, shopping?" Mr. Weasley said.
"Well, I need to go to Gringotts, but yes." He said.
"We need to go too, so let's go together!" Mr. Weasley replied, smiled widely.
"Okay!" Harry said back. They all walked down the street and went into Gringotts.
"Getting out some money? From where? Potter's vault?" Said a nasty voice, "I know you don't have any."
"Hello, Mr. Malfoy." Ginny said sweetly.
"Don't talk to him, Ginny. He's mean," said Fred quietly.
"You think I didn't hear that, boy?" Lucius Malfoy spat. The Malfoys are known as mean. Draco Malfoy, the son, is Harry's, Ron's, and Hermione's classmate except that they were in different houses. Harry Ron and Hermione were all in Gryffindor, while Draco was in Slytherin, which is known to give bad wizards.
"I'm not stupid, like you and your family!" He screamed. That's when Mr. Weasley lost control. He pulled back his balled up hand, and socked him as hard as he could.
"It's not my family who's Voldemort's servants." Mr. Weasley said coldly.
"Dudley! Get over here, sweetums! We need to hurry to get to the show!" Petunia Dursley said in a soft voice.
"Mum, I don't want to go! I want to watch my favorite show! Please?" Dudley Dursley whimpered.
"Stop whining, they need to drop me off in London to buy my w…. my school supplies." Harry said, annoyed, almost saying wizard. He knew how Uncle Vernon got. "What show are you going to see?" Harry asked Uncle Vernon, as he packed away his truck. "Peter Pan." He replied in a gruff voice. Harry had to stifle a laugh.
They had made it to King's Cross Train Station and the Dursleys had shoved him off and drove away laughing. Harry pulled his trunk and carried his owl, Hedwig, to Platform 5. He boarded the train and waited. He quickly fell asleep. Harry woke about a hour later, when there was a commotion down the train. It quickly moved up, until it was right next to Harry. There were three guys yelling at each other.
"Where'd you put it you bloody idiot?" One said, looking oddly familiar. "Dumbledore is going to be extremely angry!" At the name, Harry jerked his head up again. He placed the voice.
"Professor Moody?" Harry cried out. The real one? He wondered.
"Harry, how nice to see you again! Meet my friends, Richard Tombstone," A chubby man with black hair and green eyes, "Noe Elevounded," A thin man with bright colored red hair and deep green eyes, "and Christson Amizoa," A short man with a obvious toupee. "Boys, meet Harry."
"Potter?!" The thin man managed to squeak out.
"Yeah." Harry said, looking at feet and rubbing a hand over his scar.
"Pleasure to meet you! Oh wow it's Harry Potter!" The chubby one said laughing.
"Same here." Harry said politely.
"Going to London, eh, Harry?" Moody said.
"Yeah, for my school supplies.
"Oh, ok. I will see you this year, I am going to introduce the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher."
Harry got off the train some time later and entered the city. He walked over to the Leaky Caldron and went inside.
Tom, the owner, said "Hey Harry! Nice to see you! Staying the rest of the summer?"
"Yeah, the muggles kicked me out early." He said with a grin. "Not that I mind!" He got his room key, went up to his room (437) and put his stuff in his room. Then Harry grabbed his key and ran out. Harry walked over to the brick wall, hit the third brick down from the side, let it open up, and walked into Diagon Ally. He saw some familiar faces in the crowd. "Ron! I'm over here! RON! Hermoine, hi!" Harry yelled to his friends, Ron Weasley and Hermoine Granger, running over to them.
"Hi Harry!" Ron said happily.
"Hey Harry, what's up?" Fred and George. Ron's twin brothers, said. The Weasley family consisted of seven kids (and all have bright red hair and freckles).Three of them are out of Hogwarts already. They are: Bill, a charm breaker for Gringotts (wizard bank); Charlie, a dragon tamer; and Percy, a bossy boy who is obsessed with his boss, Mr. Crouch. The rest of the kids are: Fred and George, who are majors in tricks; Ron; and Ginny, the littlest one. Hermione has muggle parents, but is as true to being a witch as anyone.
"Hello, Harry, shopping?" Mr. Weasley said.
"Well, I need to go to Gringotts, but yes." He said.
"We need to go too, so let's go together!" Mr. Weasley replied, smiled widely.
"Okay!" Harry said back. They all walked down the street and went into Gringotts.
"Getting out some money? From where? Potter's vault?" Said a nasty voice, "I know you don't have any."
"Hello, Mr. Malfoy." Ginny said sweetly.
"Don't talk to him, Ginny. He's mean," said Fred quietly.
"You think I didn't hear that, boy?" Lucius Malfoy spat. The Malfoys are known as mean. Draco Malfoy, the son, is Harry's, Ron's, and Hermione's classmate except that they were in different houses. Harry Ron and Hermione were all in Gryffindor, while Draco was in Slytherin, which is known to give bad wizards.
"I'm not stupid, like you and your family!" He screamed. That's when Mr. Weasley lost control. He pulled back his balled up hand, and socked him as hard as he could.
"It's not my family who's Voldemort's servants." Mr. Weasley said coldly.