Title of Chapter: Catching Up
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Harry squirmed in his bed. Beads of sweat dripped off his forehead. "No! No! Take me! Don't hurt Harry! Please!" "Stand aside you silly girl, give him to me!" A bright green flash erupted from Voldemort's wand and Harry Awoke panting and clutching his scar. "Not that dream again!" Harry said to himself. "It's just a dream, only a dream." He said out loud. Just then over in the corner of the room, a snowy white owl hooted. Harry looked at his watch. It was 5:15 A.M. "Morning' Hedwig." Harry sighed. He pulled on some grey sweatpants and a dark blue tee-shirt. Harry picked up his tennis shoes and quietly slipped downstairs and through the front door. He sat on the front step and laced up his shoes. Checking his watch he frowned. "5:30, I better hurry!" He said, Then took off on a quick paced jog ***** The smell of freshly cooked Bacon and Eggs filled the home at number four, Privet Drive. Vernon Dursley rolled over and looked at the clock on his bedside table. "7:00! Oh my! I'll be late for work again!" Vernon growled, "Potter! Why didn't you wake me earlier?!" "I was cooking you, Aunt Petunia, and Dudley breakfast. I guess I lost track of the time!" Harry readied himself for a smack and a "Get to your room.. NOW!" But it never came.
Harry squirmed in his bed. Beads of sweat dripped off his forehead. "No! No! Take me! Don't hurt Harry! Please!" "Stand aside you silly girl, give him to me!" A bright green flash erupted from Voldemort's wand and Harry Awoke panting and clutching his scar. "Not that dream again!" Harry said to himself. "It's just a dream, only a dream." He said out loud. Just then over in the corner of the room, a snowy white owl hooted. Harry looked at his watch. It was 5:15 A.M. "Morning' Hedwig." Harry sighed. He pulled on some grey sweatpants and a dark blue tee-shirt. Harry picked up his tennis shoes and quietly slipped downstairs and through the front door. He sat on the front step and laced up his shoes. Checking his watch he frowned. "5:30, I better hurry!" He said, Then took off on a quick paced jog ***** The smell of freshly cooked Bacon and Eggs filled the home at number four, Privet Drive. Vernon Dursley rolled over and looked at the clock on his bedside table. "7:00! Oh my! I'll be late for work again!" Vernon growled, "Potter! Why didn't you wake me earlier?!" "I was cooking you, Aunt Petunia, and Dudley breakfast. I guess I lost track of the time!" Harry readied himself for a smack and a "Get to your room.. NOW!" But it never came.