Hello all and welcome to my version of Harry Potter and the Wizard of Oz. I'm not sure how you will like it. It's an idea that just came to me today and I thought that I would post this first part and see what you thought. I haven't even sent it to my beta yet. Please read and tell me what you think.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or The Wizard of Oz. I'm just a poor highschool student, bored out of my mind.

"She isn't coming yet, Hedwig. Did she hurt you? She tried to, didn't she? Come on. We'll go tell Uncle Vernon and Auntie Petunia. Come on, Hedwig." Said Harry comforting his snowy owl.
"Aunt Petunia! Aunt Petunia! Aunt Petunia!"

"Fifty-seven, fifty-eight." Petunia counted.

"Just listen to what Mrs. Figg did to Hedwig! She -"

"Harry, please! We're trying to count: Fifty - eigh - "

"Oh, but Aunt Petunia, she hit her -"

"Don't bother us now, Harry. We must finish counting all Dudleys birthday presents before he gets angry." Uncle Vernon said.

"Oh - oh, the poor little Dear. Oh, but Aunt Petunia, Mrs. Figg hit Hedwig right over the back with a pooper scooper, just because she says he chases her nasty old cat every day!" Said Harry getting a little upset with their obvious lack of carring.

"Seventy - Harry, please!"

"Oh, but she doesn't do it every day - just once or twice a week. And she can't catch her old cat, anyway! And now she says she's going to get the -"

"Harry we're busy!" Petunia replied shoeing Harry away.

"Oh - all right." Said Harry spotting Ron, who was staying at his uncles' house, just down the street. He was in the process of helping him move into a new home and was loading a large moving van.

"How's she coming?" Ron said to Hermione who had came down to see Ron.

"Take it easy" Hermione replied.

"Ow! You got my finger!"

"Why don't you get your finger out of the way!" Said Hermione.
"It's a lucky thing it wasn't your head."

"Ron, what am I going to do about Mrs. Figg? Just because Hedwig chases her old cat - " Harry began.

"Listen Harry, I got to get all this stuff into the van." Ron said hastily.

"Now look, Harry, you aren't using your head about Mrs. Figg.
You'd think you didn't have any brains at all." Hermione said with a laugh.

"I have so got brains!" He replied defensively.

"Well, why don't you use them? When you come home, don't go by Mrs. Figg' place - then Hedwig won't get in her garden and you won't get into trouble. See?" A satisfied Hermione said.

"Oh, Hermione, you just won't listen, that's all."

"Well, your head isn't made of straw, you know."

"Hermione stop talking and help me load this couch."
"Listen, Harry, are you going to let that Old Figg heifer try and buffalo you? She isn't anyone to be afraid of. Have a little courage, that's all." Ron said with finality in his tired voice.

"I'm not afraid of her!"

"Then the next time she bothers you, walk right up to her and spit in her eye. That's what I'd do."

"Oh! Oh! Oh, Ron! Ron! Ron, get me out of here! Help! Oh!" Said Harry who had fallen into a fish tank full of Parana waiting to be loaded into the truck.

"Are you all right, Harry?" Said Ron helping him out.

"Yes, I'm all right. Oh. I fell in and... and... Ron - Why, Ron, you - you're just as scared as I am!" Harry told Ron's uncle, who in all the commotion had stepped outside.

"What's the matter, gonna let a little old fish make a coward out of you?"

"Look at you, Ron - you're just as white -" Hermione started.

"Here, here, what's all this jabber- when there's work to be done?
I know three shiftless movers that'll be out of a job before they know it!"

"Well, Harry was walking along the -"

"I saw you pullin' your shenanigans with that tank, Ron. Now, you and Hermione get back to that van!

"All right, Sir. But some day they're going to erect a statue to me in this town, and -"

"Well, don't start posing for it now. Here, here - can't work on an empty stomach. Have some Burgers." Said his uncle handing them a bag from the local burger joint.

"Thanks." He replied, his mouth already full.

"Oh Ron..." Said Hermione.

Harry waved good bye to his friends and went home.

"Aunti Petunia, really - do you know what Mrs. Figg said she was going to do to Hedwig? She said she was going to -"

"Now, Harry, dear, stop imagining things. You always get yourself into a fret over nothing."

"Well -"

"Now, you just help us out today and find yourself a place where you won't get into any trouble."

Harry went up to his room. Hedwig awoke from sleeping in her cage. Harry opened the little wire door, and began stroking Hedwig "Some place where there isn't any trouble? Do you suppose there is such a place, Hedwig? There must be. Not a place you can get to by a boat or a train. It's far, far away - behind the moon - beyond the rain -" He began, Seating himself next to the window. He began to sing...

"Somewhere, over the rainbow, way up high. There's a land that I heard of Once in a lullaby. Somewhere, over the rainbow, skies are blue. And the dreams that you dare to dream, Really do come true. Someday I'll wish upon a star and wake up where the clouds are far
Behind me. Where troubles melt like lemon drops, Away above the chimney tops. That's where you'll find me. Somewhere, over the rainbow, bluebirds fly. Birds fly over the rainbow, Why then - oh, why can't I? If happy little bluebirds fly beyond the rainbow,
Why, oh, why can't I?"









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