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Chapter 2

After Harry had finished reading all his mail, he set himself up with the difficult task of looking for his Aunt and informing her that he will be staying at his friends for the rest of the summer. First and for most though he had to take his morning shower.

Bringing the shower to the right temperature, he stripped of his clothes and climbed in allowing the hot water to run over his body. Lathering up he allowed his thoughts to drift. 'Would it be right for me to leave my family the way it is - broken? Harry questioned. 'Sure they are not the most desired family to have, but family is family. On the other hand it would only be one less thing for Aunt Petunia to worry about, it would be less stress for her and more freedom for me. 'Maybe I'll just stay for a week or so and then return and help Petunia out with anything that needs to be done. That is the best course of action that I need to take.

Stepping out of the shower he quickly dried off and got dressed putting his glasses on. Quickly looking in the mirror, Harry stopped and admired the reflection starring out back at him. Nothing much has truly changed about him, the most needed growth spurt still hasn't happened (although he did grow a little but not much), which he scowled at. But he did become leaner and slightly more muscled due his daily workout. And his raven colored hair slightly brushed his shoulder blades which was ok with him he because he was beginning to like the length. Lastly his emerald eyes seemed to be slightly dimmer than usual although they were pretty much still seemed readable as they always were.

Pulling his hair in a low pony-tail he began his search for his Aunt. He eventually found her in the kitchen sitting at the table with a hot mug of coffee in her hands, pretty much looking at nothing.

Harry clear his throat before speaking, "Um Aunt Petunia," she looked at him. "I've been invited over to my friends Ron's, remember him, and I just wanted to tell you that they will be coming to pick me up at ten o'clock tomorrow morning."

"How long will you be staying?" she questioned. "I don't want you over there for the entire summer. It is most likely that you will need to help pack, since we will be moving at the end of the summer. Since the house will be too expensive to keep and pay off," she supplied softly in what was a defeated voice.

"That will be up to you, since I" he stumbled over his next words, "since I know that Uncle Vernon has left. I was just thinking about a week at most, to give you some breathing room and um I would be back, to help with whatever arrangements that need to be made." She nodded.

"Then you should probably go and pack, I won't have any problems concerning your," she paused at this, "friends."

"No Ma'am," and with that he walked off beginning to pack and stayed in his room for the rest of the night. Later he thought that his Aunt seemed to be a broken woman with no more of her spunk or attitude.

Waking up an hour before Mr. Weasley would come to retrieve him Harry quickly dressed and brushed his hair, not putting it back in a band so it hung free brushing his shoulders. He decided to wait downstairs, where he found Dudley in front of the television with his chubby legs tucked beneath him.

"So your going to visit your friends, they're not going to do any of there funny business, are they- like they did last time?" Dudley asked. "I don't think we could afford anymore doctor bills and odd explanations to the neighbors, since mum is now the sole provider.

"No, I'm pretty sure nothing bad is going to happen, at lest I hope not. Come to think of it, I don't know even how they are going to arrive." Dudley began to get nervous at that last statement. "Oh come on Dudley, I'm sure there won't be any bad damage that couldn't be fixed."

Dudley quickly stiffened at the use of the 'm' word as it was whispered in the house. Getting angry he huffed out like how his father always had by squaring his shoulder, "Now just because daddy, isn't here anymore doesn't mean you get to do any of your freaky magic. If Daddy were here he would have none of it!" Dudley added forcefully while Harry rolled his eyes exasperated.

"Go eat your grapefruit Dudders," and left it at that before a middle aged man with balding red hair stumbled out of the fireplace. Dudley shrank back in the couch.

"Ah Harry, all packed?" asked Arthur Weasley. "The kids were going to come, but Molly thought it best that they stay behind and degnome the garden," he kept looking at all the muggle contraptions in the house.

He was about to ask Harry something but Petunia walked. She looked surprised but quickly gained her ground before replying. "Oh it's you."

"Well yes," supplied Arthur uneasily. "Ah hello Mrs. Dursley, how has this fine morning been treating you? I've just come to collect Harry here for the rest of the holiday."

"Fine thank you, and it's Petunia Evans now. What's your name again, I didn't quite catch it the last few times that we've met," Petunia supplied civilly.

"Arthur, Arthur Weasley. Come along now Harry." He made his way to the fireplace. "We're going to be using the Flue System.

"Now Harry remember what we talked about. No more than a week, a week and a half at most," she said.

Arthur was about to interject but Harry interrupted him before we could. "Yes Aunt Petunia, and keep well," before he took some powder and yelled the Burrow.

End of Chapter two Read and Review Please. Next chapter is coming up soon. I want your opinion. It's my FIRST FANFICTION!!! Oh and any mistakes, tell me and I'll fix.