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1 Chapter 3
The Burrow
On the way back to Privet Drive, uncle Vernon was muttering to himself in the car.
"What's wrong dear?" asked Aunt Petunia.
"THOSE BLASTED WIZARDS! THEY CAN'T DO ANYTHING RIGHT! CAN'T THEY JUST BE NORMAL AND USE NORMAL MONEY!?" shouted Uncle Vernon.
Meanwhile, while Vernon was moaning, Harry was telling Dudley about Quidditch.
"It is way better than football, I am the Gryffindor Seeker!" exclaimed Harry. Harry explained all the rules and the player's jobs to Dudley. Dudley was very confused.
"I wonder how Harry manages to remember all these things." Dudley thought to himself.
"Oh yes! I forgot to tell you about Peeves! You have to watch out for him Dudley, he is a poltergeist and he is very annoying. There are ghosts too" said Harry "Gryffindors is Nearly Headless Nick, Ravenclaws is the Grey Lady, Hufflepuffs is the Fat Friar and Slytherins is the Bloody Baron."
Harry had just finished explaining about other adventures at Hogwarts, when they had pulled up on the drive. Uncle Vernon was still muttering to himself and Aunt Petunia couldn't take anymore. Harry saw Mrs Figg take in her milk from the doorstep, she looked up and waved, he waved back. Harry decided to go and see her and explain that he did know that she was his Godmother.
Harry had just come back from Mrs Figgs who told him why she hadn't told him she was a witch before, she told him it was for his safety. She had been protecting him for the last 15 years with the Fidelus charm. This was the charm to conceal a person in a living soul.
When Harry arrived back to the house and was in his bedroom, a grey owl flew through his window. Harry untied the envelope from the owls leg, and the owl flew away.
Harry noticed it was written in emerald ink. Harry read the letter.
Dear Harry and Dudley,
Due to a change of plans, I would like the both of you to go to the Weasleys home for the rest of summer. Mr Weasley will pick you up at 10:30 am tomorrow morning. Please make sure that you have all of your equipment ready for when he arrives. I am looking forward to seeing you both at the start of term.
Professor A Dumbledore
Harry went downstairs and gave the letter to his Aunt.
"Come on Dudley! We need to pack our school things!" called Harry.
"They'd better not ruin our fireplace again!" grunted Vernon "It cost a lot to repair!"
As the night passed away, Dudley lay wide awake in his bed. He thought to himself
" I hope the twins don't pick on me or play jokes!" he thought worriedly.
Dudley gradually fell into a deep sleep and dreamed of being a pig at Hogwarts. Suddenly Dudley woke up sweating and in a state. "Thank goodness that was just a dream!" Dudley thought to himself.
The day had come for Harry and Dudley to go to the Weasleys. Both of them had packed their stuff ready to go, they were sat downstairs eating breakfast, Dudley was tapping his foot nervously on the floor worrying about the Weasley twins, because of his dream last night. Suddenly they heard a rumbling that came from outside. Aunt Petunia started screaming loudly while Uncle Vernon and Dudley were taking ornaments off the fireplace just incase the Weasleys were travelling by Floo Powder again. Harry laughed and ran to the dining room window and saw a Ford Anglia appear on the driveway. Mr Weasley stepped out the front and Hermione climbed out the back with a big smile on her face. Harry called into the lounge " The Weasleys are here! We'd better get our stuff!"
Mr Weasley rang the doorbell and Aunt Petunia opened the door with caution.
"Hello. I am Arthur Weasley. I am here to pick up Harry and Dudley. I say! What an interesting contraption!" he said staring in wonder at the Doorbell.
"Very well" said Aunt Petunia "Take care of my special, little boy."
Dudley blushed the colour of a postbox and Ron sniggered.
"We will take special care of Dudley. Albus Dumbledore wrote to us specially and told us to take good care with the both of them." Answered Mr Weasley.
Harry and Dudley loaded their suitcases and their owls, Hedwig and Tilly, into the expanded boot. They then climbed into the Ford Anglia, Dudley sitting by the window and Harry in the middle by Hermione.
The journey to The Burrow took at least half an hour. Dudley was surprised and quite exited about travelling in a flying car. When they arrived at The Burrow, Dudley stared up at the Peculiar house.
"Dudley, welcome to The Burrow"
Fred, George, Ginny, Percy and Penelope had come out of the house to greet them.
"Hiya Harry, Dudley" said both of the twins.
"Hello Harry. This must be Dudley. Let me introduce you to Penelope. By the way, do you know that I am Cornelius Fudge's Personal Assistant?" said Percy proudly.
"He has been going on about that all summer explained Fred.
"That will do! Molly is inside making lunch. It will be ready soon. Bill is coming about 1 o clock." Said Mr Weasley rather annoyed. They all entered the house through the small front door. As they stepped through into the kitchen, the jolly woman, Mrs Weasley, came bustling over to them. As she hugged them all, she explained why Ron was out in the garden De-Gnoming the Garden.
"It is a punishment for drawing on Gilderoy Lockharts face on my copy of "Magical Me"!"
As Ron came into the kitchen, looking rather grubby, he greeted Harry, Dudley and Hermione. There was a whoosh and Bill apperated into the kitchen into the overcrowded kitchen. Dudley was getting used to magic.
"Hi all! Harry, Hermione. This must be Dudley!" Bill said happily. "I have heard a lot about you!"
"How are you dear?" said Molly Weasley rushing forward to hug her son.
"I'm fine. Is lunch ready? I'm starving!" asked Bill.
Mr Weasley and Bill helped Hermione and Percy apperate tables outside.
As they all sat down for lunch, only Harry noticed that Fred and George had given Dudley some sort of green sweet. Dudley ate it hungrily and then started on the chicken sandwiches.
"Are the sandwiches ok?" asked Mrs Weasley.
"Yes they are- CROAK!" replied Dudley.
Everyone stared at Dudley and Fred and George burst out laughing.
"CROAK! CROAK!" said Dudley again.
"FRED! GEORGE! GET TO YOUR ROOMS NOW!" shouted Mrs Weasley angrily.
Mr Weasley said a spell and Dudley stopped croaking.
"Are you ok, dear?" Mrs Weasley said.
"What happened to me?" replied Dudley.
"Fred and George played a trick on you again." Answered Hermione.
When lunch finished, Ron asked Dudley if he wanted to have a go at flying. They all went to the forest and got out the brooms from the shed. Harry and Ron both had Firebolts, Dudley borrowed Rons old Cleensweep 7. He was amazed how the broom just jumped up into his hand when he said "UP!"
Ron gave Dudley tips how to fly the broom and a few minutes on, they were having a small game of Quidditch. Dudley got the hang of steering the broom but then something went wrong. Dudley spotted a gnome on the ground.
"Ahh! WHAT IS THAT!?" cried Dudley looking down at the ground. Suddenly, Dudley flew Smack into a tree. He toppled off his broom and lay, not moving on the floor.
For the next day, Dudley spent the hours in bed. He vowed that he would pay more attention to what he was doing next time he got onto a broomstick!
1 Chapter 3
The Burrow
On the way back to Privet Drive, uncle Vernon was muttering to himself in the car.
"What's wrong dear?" asked Aunt Petunia.
"THOSE BLASTED WIZARDS! THEY CAN'T DO ANYTHING RIGHT! CAN'T THEY JUST BE NORMAL AND USE NORMAL MONEY!?" shouted Uncle Vernon.
Meanwhile, while Vernon was moaning, Harry was telling Dudley about Quidditch.
"It is way better than football, I am the Gryffindor Seeker!" exclaimed Harry. Harry explained all the rules and the player's jobs to Dudley. Dudley was very confused.
"I wonder how Harry manages to remember all these things." Dudley thought to himself.
"Oh yes! I forgot to tell you about Peeves! You have to watch out for him Dudley, he is a poltergeist and he is very annoying. There are ghosts too" said Harry "Gryffindors is Nearly Headless Nick, Ravenclaws is the Grey Lady, Hufflepuffs is the Fat Friar and Slytherins is the Bloody Baron."
Harry had just finished explaining about other adventures at Hogwarts, when they had pulled up on the drive. Uncle Vernon was still muttering to himself and Aunt Petunia couldn't take anymore. Harry saw Mrs Figg take in her milk from the doorstep, she looked up and waved, he waved back. Harry decided to go and see her and explain that he did know that she was his Godmother.
Harry had just come back from Mrs Figgs who told him why she hadn't told him she was a witch before, she told him it was for his safety. She had been protecting him for the last 15 years with the Fidelus charm. This was the charm to conceal a person in a living soul.
When Harry arrived back to the house and was in his bedroom, a grey owl flew through his window. Harry untied the envelope from the owls leg, and the owl flew away.
Harry noticed it was written in emerald ink. Harry read the letter.
Dear Harry and Dudley,
Due to a change of plans, I would like the both of you to go to the Weasleys home for the rest of summer. Mr Weasley will pick you up at 10:30 am tomorrow morning. Please make sure that you have all of your equipment ready for when he arrives. I am looking forward to seeing you both at the start of term.
Professor A Dumbledore
Harry went downstairs and gave the letter to his Aunt.
"Come on Dudley! We need to pack our school things!" called Harry.
"They'd better not ruin our fireplace again!" grunted Vernon "It cost a lot to repair!"
As the night passed away, Dudley lay wide awake in his bed. He thought to himself
" I hope the twins don't pick on me or play jokes!" he thought worriedly.
Dudley gradually fell into a deep sleep and dreamed of being a pig at Hogwarts. Suddenly Dudley woke up sweating and in a state. "Thank goodness that was just a dream!" Dudley thought to himself.
The day had come for Harry and Dudley to go to the Weasleys. Both of them had packed their stuff ready to go, they were sat downstairs eating breakfast, Dudley was tapping his foot nervously on the floor worrying about the Weasley twins, because of his dream last night. Suddenly they heard a rumbling that came from outside. Aunt Petunia started screaming loudly while Uncle Vernon and Dudley were taking ornaments off the fireplace just incase the Weasleys were travelling by Floo Powder again. Harry laughed and ran to the dining room window and saw a Ford Anglia appear on the driveway. Mr Weasley stepped out the front and Hermione climbed out the back with a big smile on her face. Harry called into the lounge " The Weasleys are here! We'd better get our stuff!"
Mr Weasley rang the doorbell and Aunt Petunia opened the door with caution.
"Hello. I am Arthur Weasley. I am here to pick up Harry and Dudley. I say! What an interesting contraption!" he said staring in wonder at the Doorbell.
"Very well" said Aunt Petunia "Take care of my special, little boy."
Dudley blushed the colour of a postbox and Ron sniggered.
"We will take special care of Dudley. Albus Dumbledore wrote to us specially and told us to take good care with the both of them." Answered Mr Weasley.
Harry and Dudley loaded their suitcases and their owls, Hedwig and Tilly, into the expanded boot. They then climbed into the Ford Anglia, Dudley sitting by the window and Harry in the middle by Hermione.
The journey to The Burrow took at least half an hour. Dudley was surprised and quite exited about travelling in a flying car. When they arrived at The Burrow, Dudley stared up at the Peculiar house.
"Dudley, welcome to The Burrow"
Fred, George, Ginny, Percy and Penelope had come out of the house to greet them.
"Hiya Harry, Dudley" said both of the twins.
"Hello Harry. This must be Dudley. Let me introduce you to Penelope. By the way, do you know that I am Cornelius Fudge's Personal Assistant?" said Percy proudly.
"He has been going on about that all summer explained Fred.
"That will do! Molly is inside making lunch. It will be ready soon. Bill is coming about 1 o clock." Said Mr Weasley rather annoyed. They all entered the house through the small front door. As they stepped through into the kitchen, the jolly woman, Mrs Weasley, came bustling over to them. As she hugged them all, she explained why Ron was out in the garden De-Gnoming the Garden.
"It is a punishment for drawing on Gilderoy Lockharts face on my copy of "Magical Me"!"
As Ron came into the kitchen, looking rather grubby, he greeted Harry, Dudley and Hermione. There was a whoosh and Bill apperated into the kitchen into the overcrowded kitchen. Dudley was getting used to magic.
"Hi all! Harry, Hermione. This must be Dudley!" Bill said happily. "I have heard a lot about you!"
"How are you dear?" said Molly Weasley rushing forward to hug her son.
"I'm fine. Is lunch ready? I'm starving!" asked Bill.
Mr Weasley and Bill helped Hermione and Percy apperate tables outside.
As they all sat down for lunch, only Harry noticed that Fred and George had given Dudley some sort of green sweet. Dudley ate it hungrily and then started on the chicken sandwiches.
"Are the sandwiches ok?" asked Mrs Weasley.
"Yes they are- CROAK!" replied Dudley.
Everyone stared at Dudley and Fred and George burst out laughing.
"CROAK! CROAK!" said Dudley again.
"FRED! GEORGE! GET TO YOUR ROOMS NOW!" shouted Mrs Weasley angrily.
Mr Weasley said a spell and Dudley stopped croaking.
"Are you ok, dear?" Mrs Weasley said.
"What happened to me?" replied Dudley.
"Fred and George played a trick on you again." Answered Hermione.
When lunch finished, Ron asked Dudley if he wanted to have a go at flying. They all went to the forest and got out the brooms from the shed. Harry and Ron both had Firebolts, Dudley borrowed Rons old Cleensweep 7. He was amazed how the broom just jumped up into his hand when he said "UP!"
Ron gave Dudley tips how to fly the broom and a few minutes on, they were having a small game of Quidditch. Dudley got the hang of steering the broom but then something went wrong. Dudley spotted a gnome on the ground.
"Ahh! WHAT IS THAT!?" cried Dudley looking down at the ground. Suddenly, Dudley flew Smack into a tree. He toppled off his broom and lay, not moving on the floor.
For the next day, Dudley spent the hours in bed. He vowed that he would pay more attention to what he was doing next time he got onto a broomstick!
