Harry woke with a start to find himself lying on the floor of his bedroom. All he could feel was his head pounding, bright sunlight streaming into his eyes, and a sudden urge to kiss a boy. Dudley was the first boy he saw, and the thought of kissing a pig destroyed any sudden urges he had.""Get up you dumb git! Mom says you''ve slept long enough and its time to do some cleaning."

"The extremely overweight Dudley blocked out the sun and Harry could almost bless his shadow. Sadly, the big boy stomped out a moment later, slamming the door behind him, leaving the sunlight to penetrate Harry's eyes once again

Suddenly, the peace was disturbed again. This time by a sharp rap at the window. Harry opened it and an owl flew in. ''Must be a late birthday present. I hope it's some pink nail polish,'' Harry thought to himself with a smile on his face. He opened the card and read:

Harry Potter,I am very sorry that I can not be there to guide you through this troublesome time. Voldemort has been destroyed, at long last, and I must inform you that all of his powers have been transferred to you. At first you''ll find it hard to adjust. Your powers might be strong at times, and may not be there at all during others. After a couple of months, all of your powers should settle down. I believe you will be a better parselmouth among other things.
Sincerely,
Professor Albus Dumbledore

Harry ecstatically ran around his room screaming, "Voldemort's dead! Voldemort's dead!" His happiness was hindered, however, when a grumble from downstairs roared, ""Boy, stop running around like a damn fool and clean the dishes!"

"Damn oppressive fascists,"" Harry mumbled under his breath as he traipsed downstairs awaiting the Dursley''s wrath.