DISCLAIMER: JK Rowling Owns almost all characters in this fanfic. The plot
is mine; the most of the characters are from her bloody brilliant mind.
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Chapter 1:
Harry checked all of his packed things before he left the smallest room in the Durleys' house. He left Hogwarts just a few weeks ago and spent some time to rest in the house where he grew up before finally moving in the apartment he and Ron will share in an alley very near Diagon Alley where Ron's older twin brothers built their joke shop. Harry still has quite a large fortune in his Gringotts vault, which his parents left when they died some eighteen years ago. That is why he isn't in much of a hurry finding a job in the wizarding world. "Harry! Your friend's here!" Aunt Petunia shouted from the living room downstairs. "Coming, Aunt Petunia!" He answered and took a final look at the room he had for the last seven years. As he climbed down the stairs, he can't help but be amazed on how different the Durleys are treating him now. The living room that used to hold tons of Dudley's pictures now has pictures of Harry, too. Some of them even moving. And above the fireplace is the family portrait, the Dursleys and Harry. "I can't believe your moving out already." Uncle Vernon said as he walked in the living room. He found Ron sitting on the huge lounge chair in front of the fireplace. Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon was sitting on the sofa and Dudley's slumped on another lounge chair. Dudley, who left the Smeltings weeks ago, too, will be moving out of the house in a month, too. "I'll miss you, cousin. Too bad we got along only recently." He said as he almost crushed Harry's bones when he gave him a beefy hug. "I'll miss you too, Dud." He said. "Ready, Harry?" Ron stood up and headed towards the fireplace. "Hermione's waiting in the pad." "I'll be behind you." He watched as Ron disappeared into the green flames. "Owl us frequently okay?" Tears started to swell up in Aunt Petunia's eyes. "I will Aunt Petunia." He hugged his Aunt and Uncle and loaded his things in the fireplace. Harry stepped in the fireplace and looked at the Dursleys one last time and shouted "Phyn Alley!" and #4 Privet Drive disappeared.
Chapter 1:
Harry checked all of his packed things before he left the smallest room in the Durleys' house. He left Hogwarts just a few weeks ago and spent some time to rest in the house where he grew up before finally moving in the apartment he and Ron will share in an alley very near Diagon Alley where Ron's older twin brothers built their joke shop. Harry still has quite a large fortune in his Gringotts vault, which his parents left when they died some eighteen years ago. That is why he isn't in much of a hurry finding a job in the wizarding world. "Harry! Your friend's here!" Aunt Petunia shouted from the living room downstairs. "Coming, Aunt Petunia!" He answered and took a final look at the room he had for the last seven years. As he climbed down the stairs, he can't help but be amazed on how different the Durleys are treating him now. The living room that used to hold tons of Dudley's pictures now has pictures of Harry, too. Some of them even moving. And above the fireplace is the family portrait, the Dursleys and Harry. "I can't believe your moving out already." Uncle Vernon said as he walked in the living room. He found Ron sitting on the huge lounge chair in front of the fireplace. Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon was sitting on the sofa and Dudley's slumped on another lounge chair. Dudley, who left the Smeltings weeks ago, too, will be moving out of the house in a month, too. "I'll miss you, cousin. Too bad we got along only recently." He said as he almost crushed Harry's bones when he gave him a beefy hug. "I'll miss you too, Dud." He said. "Ready, Harry?" Ron stood up and headed towards the fireplace. "Hermione's waiting in the pad." "I'll be behind you." He watched as Ron disappeared into the green flames. "Owl us frequently okay?" Tears started to swell up in Aunt Petunia's eyes. "I will Aunt Petunia." He hugged his Aunt and Uncle and loaded his things in the fireplace. Harry stepped in the fireplace and looked at the Dursleys one last time and shouted "Phyn Alley!" and #4 Privet Drive disappeared.