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A/N: This is not a self-insertion. The mysterious girl is one of my friends.
Chapter 1 - The Burrow
In England, there is a place called Surrey, where an irregular boy named Harry Potter lives. Now, there is a reason for his abnormality, it is because he is a wizard, and is spending the summer with his horrible relatives once again, but at the moment he is about to start his 5th year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry on the 1st of September, that is if Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia fail to make his life more miserable. Harry began to stir at the sound of a soft hooting by the window. Harry fumbled around for his glasses and looked around sleepily. He noticed that his owl Hedwig was back with a letter and a package. Harry got up and went to take the package and letter from Hedwig, giving her an owl treat in the process. As Harry took the present in his hands, he noticed it was from Sirius, his Godfather. He sat down at his desk and opened the letter it looked like a quick jumble of muddy smudged words. The letter read;
Dear Harry, Having a good holiday? (or as good as it gets at the Dursley's house.) I got some news for you; Hogsmeade has been evacuated by its people, because a group of Deatheaters scared the people away. A woman got killed for trying to defend her shop, but that is all I know. Very dodgy if you ask me, be careful Harry! Sirius P.S. Happy Birthday, Hope you like you present.
Harry placed the letter down and started to unwrap the brown paper covering the present. Inside, there was a leather bound book with no title on the outside, Harry opened the cover, the page inside said, 'The Useful Spells Book.' Harry put the book aside and picked up the pocket size box, it had a tiny door, Harry opened it curiously, and what was inside made him gasp in surprise. There was enough room to put everything in his room in the tiny box. He put the box near his book, then got dressed. As Harry headed down stairs, Dudley came bounding down behind him knocking Harry down with such force that he went plummeting down the stairs. He felt a sharp pain in his left arm, which was now hanging limply by his side. He could feel Dudley's footsteps vibrating the floor as he came closer.and closer.until; Dudley was standing on Harry. Harry whimpered in pain as two of his ribs snapped under his massive weight. Dudley stepped off Harry and went to meet his mother in the kitchen who was serving breakfast to Uncle Vernon. Harry tried to get up, but the pain was too much for him, he thought of yelling for help, and then remembered who he was staying with. After a quarter of an hour or so, Uncle Vernon walked out of the kitchen to see his nephew sprawled at the bottom of the stairs.
'Get up now boy, your not hurt you lazy bum, your just trying to get out of a good day's work,' Uncle Vernon said sharply. Vernon bent down and grabbed Harry by his right arm, Harry whimpered again. Ignoring Harry's whimpers, Vernon yanked Harry up to his feet. Harry tried to stay upright, but fell over again. 'Petunia dear, come see this, Harry really is hurt!' said Vernon in a slightly worried voice. Uncle Vernon yanked Harry up by the neck of his shirt, dragged him to the car and threw him in the back seat, jumped in the front and drove to the hospital as slowly as possible. They arrive at least three quarters of an hour later at the hospital. Harry opened the door with his right hand and started to half crawl half drag himself to the door. Uncle Vernon walked behind him kicking him every now and then. Harry went through the door and collapsed in the doorway. Two doctors came rushing to Harry's side and picked him up gently, and carried him away. People who were close to them were staring at Uncle Vernon, and whispering to the people next to them in shock. Harry was carried down a long white hallway to an open door where there was a big X-ray machine. The doctors asked a lot of questions, which started annoying Harry. He went through lots of pain, getting his arm twisted in weird angles, not to mention that Harry also had broken ribs. He went through surgery, waking up to feel like an elephant fell on him. The doctors wheeled him out to the waiting room to find Mr Dursley gone. Instead, He saw someone even better. Harry got up. 'Mr Fudge,' Harry called out. A man turned around, it was Mr Fudge. He walked towards Harry. 'Harry! What happened?' Mr Fudge asked curiously. 'I got knocked down a flight of stairs, I.' Harry started. 'Harry, could you come with me? I would like to have a word with you,' Mr Fudge asked. 'Sure,' said Harry, feeling that this talk must be better than spending the more time with the Dursleys'. Harry followed Fudge outside, to a place where no muggles were. 'Mr and Mrs Weasley have offered to adopt you, I have heard that you don't enjoy your Summer Holidays,' said Fudge. 'That's right,' said Harry, his spirits rising. 'You will have to come with me to the see Mr Weasley then,' said Fudge. 'Come on Harry,' Fudge called, as he led Harry to an old shed at the back of the hospital. Fudge opened the door and went to an old looking fireplace, with an inviting fire. 'We shall travel by floo powder to Mr Weasley's office, what you say is 'Misuse of muggle artefacts, Mr Weasley's office.' Harry took off his glasses and picked up some floo powder and sprinkled it into the fireplace, walked into the fireplace and said, 'Misuse of muggle artefacts, Mr Weasley's office.' Harry could feel his body getting pulled into the chimney. Keeping his elbows tucked in tightly and being careful of his cast, he watched the rooms flash by. Seconds flashed by. He felt himself slowing down, he put out his hands to stop himself. In front of Harry, was a desk with lots of papers sitting on it and sitting at the desk was Mr Weasley. 'Hello Harry, what happened to you?' said Mr Weasley curiously. Harry moved into the room and dusted the soot off him one handedly. Suddenly Mr Fudge arrived. 'Oh good Harry, you got here safely,' said Fudge relieved. Harry stayed quiet, he was eager to finish up here. 'Hello Cornelius, please have a seat, you too Harry,' said Mr Weasley. 'Now, What would you be here for?' asked Mr Weasley. 'I'm here to find a new home for Harry, he has been injured for the last time,' said Fudge importantly, nodding towards the cast. 'Alright then, I have the papers, would you like to adopt Harry now?' asked Fudge. 'Yes, I guess I'd better,' Mr Weasley agreed. Harry's spirits rose higher than they've been ever. Mr Fudge handed Mr Weasley the papers and he started signing them. Fudge turned to Harry. 'We'll have to get Dumbledore around and cast a few protection spells on the house, just in case You-Know-Who comes to visit.' Fudge turned back to Mr Weasley and received the papers back, and signed the page that needed his signature. 'Harry, could you sign here please,' said Fudge pointing halfway down a page. Harry took the adoption papers and signed them. 'All done then,' said Fudge relieved. Harry followed Fudge out of the office, 'Bye Mr Weasley, I'll see you later,' said Harry as he left the room. It was a quick move from the Dursley's house to the Weasley's house, but the only hard bit was trying to stop Mr Dursley strangling Harry. As soon as Harry arrived at The Burrow, He received a tight hug from Mrs Weasley and a birthday present from Ron. It didn't take long for Ron to tell Harry that Percy had gotten sick of living in the house and moved out, which left a free room for Harry. Everyone helped move Harry stuff into Percy's old room. Mrs Weasley mended Harry's arm and ribs. And got rid of the cast, which was a relief for Harry, cause it drove him absolutely insane. 'Thank-You Mrs Weasley, my arm feels better.' Harry went up to his room with Ron to read his book, occasionally pointing out good spells to Ron and even trying some.
A/N: Thanks for reading so far! I promise it will get more interesting! Please review!
A/N: This is not a self-insertion. The mysterious girl is one of my friends.
Chapter 1 - The Burrow
In England, there is a place called Surrey, where an irregular boy named Harry Potter lives. Now, there is a reason for his abnormality, it is because he is a wizard, and is spending the summer with his horrible relatives once again, but at the moment he is about to start his 5th year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry on the 1st of September, that is if Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia fail to make his life more miserable. Harry began to stir at the sound of a soft hooting by the window. Harry fumbled around for his glasses and looked around sleepily. He noticed that his owl Hedwig was back with a letter and a package. Harry got up and went to take the package and letter from Hedwig, giving her an owl treat in the process. As Harry took the present in his hands, he noticed it was from Sirius, his Godfather. He sat down at his desk and opened the letter it looked like a quick jumble of muddy smudged words. The letter read;
Dear Harry, Having a good holiday? (or as good as it gets at the Dursley's house.) I got some news for you; Hogsmeade has been evacuated by its people, because a group of Deatheaters scared the people away. A woman got killed for trying to defend her shop, but that is all I know. Very dodgy if you ask me, be careful Harry! Sirius P.S. Happy Birthday, Hope you like you present.
Harry placed the letter down and started to unwrap the brown paper covering the present. Inside, there was a leather bound book with no title on the outside, Harry opened the cover, the page inside said, 'The Useful Spells Book.' Harry put the book aside and picked up the pocket size box, it had a tiny door, Harry opened it curiously, and what was inside made him gasp in surprise. There was enough room to put everything in his room in the tiny box. He put the box near his book, then got dressed. As Harry headed down stairs, Dudley came bounding down behind him knocking Harry down with such force that he went plummeting down the stairs. He felt a sharp pain in his left arm, which was now hanging limply by his side. He could feel Dudley's footsteps vibrating the floor as he came closer.and closer.until; Dudley was standing on Harry. Harry whimpered in pain as two of his ribs snapped under his massive weight. Dudley stepped off Harry and went to meet his mother in the kitchen who was serving breakfast to Uncle Vernon. Harry tried to get up, but the pain was too much for him, he thought of yelling for help, and then remembered who he was staying with. After a quarter of an hour or so, Uncle Vernon walked out of the kitchen to see his nephew sprawled at the bottom of the stairs.
'Get up now boy, your not hurt you lazy bum, your just trying to get out of a good day's work,' Uncle Vernon said sharply. Vernon bent down and grabbed Harry by his right arm, Harry whimpered again. Ignoring Harry's whimpers, Vernon yanked Harry up to his feet. Harry tried to stay upright, but fell over again. 'Petunia dear, come see this, Harry really is hurt!' said Vernon in a slightly worried voice. Uncle Vernon yanked Harry up by the neck of his shirt, dragged him to the car and threw him in the back seat, jumped in the front and drove to the hospital as slowly as possible. They arrive at least three quarters of an hour later at the hospital. Harry opened the door with his right hand and started to half crawl half drag himself to the door. Uncle Vernon walked behind him kicking him every now and then. Harry went through the door and collapsed in the doorway. Two doctors came rushing to Harry's side and picked him up gently, and carried him away. People who were close to them were staring at Uncle Vernon, and whispering to the people next to them in shock. Harry was carried down a long white hallway to an open door where there was a big X-ray machine. The doctors asked a lot of questions, which started annoying Harry. He went through lots of pain, getting his arm twisted in weird angles, not to mention that Harry also had broken ribs. He went through surgery, waking up to feel like an elephant fell on him. The doctors wheeled him out to the waiting room to find Mr Dursley gone. Instead, He saw someone even better. Harry got up. 'Mr Fudge,' Harry called out. A man turned around, it was Mr Fudge. He walked towards Harry. 'Harry! What happened?' Mr Fudge asked curiously. 'I got knocked down a flight of stairs, I.' Harry started. 'Harry, could you come with me? I would like to have a word with you,' Mr Fudge asked. 'Sure,' said Harry, feeling that this talk must be better than spending the more time with the Dursleys'. Harry followed Fudge outside, to a place where no muggles were. 'Mr and Mrs Weasley have offered to adopt you, I have heard that you don't enjoy your Summer Holidays,' said Fudge. 'That's right,' said Harry, his spirits rising. 'You will have to come with me to the see Mr Weasley then,' said Fudge. 'Come on Harry,' Fudge called, as he led Harry to an old shed at the back of the hospital. Fudge opened the door and went to an old looking fireplace, with an inviting fire. 'We shall travel by floo powder to Mr Weasley's office, what you say is 'Misuse of muggle artefacts, Mr Weasley's office.' Harry took off his glasses and picked up some floo powder and sprinkled it into the fireplace, walked into the fireplace and said, 'Misuse of muggle artefacts, Mr Weasley's office.' Harry could feel his body getting pulled into the chimney. Keeping his elbows tucked in tightly and being careful of his cast, he watched the rooms flash by. Seconds flashed by. He felt himself slowing down, he put out his hands to stop himself. In front of Harry, was a desk with lots of papers sitting on it and sitting at the desk was Mr Weasley. 'Hello Harry, what happened to you?' said Mr Weasley curiously. Harry moved into the room and dusted the soot off him one handedly. Suddenly Mr Fudge arrived. 'Oh good Harry, you got here safely,' said Fudge relieved. Harry stayed quiet, he was eager to finish up here. 'Hello Cornelius, please have a seat, you too Harry,' said Mr Weasley. 'Now, What would you be here for?' asked Mr Weasley. 'I'm here to find a new home for Harry, he has been injured for the last time,' said Fudge importantly, nodding towards the cast. 'Alright then, I have the papers, would you like to adopt Harry now?' asked Fudge. 'Yes, I guess I'd better,' Mr Weasley agreed. Harry's spirits rose higher than they've been ever. Mr Fudge handed Mr Weasley the papers and he started signing them. Fudge turned to Harry. 'We'll have to get Dumbledore around and cast a few protection spells on the house, just in case You-Know-Who comes to visit.' Fudge turned back to Mr Weasley and received the papers back, and signed the page that needed his signature. 'Harry, could you sign here please,' said Fudge pointing halfway down a page. Harry took the adoption papers and signed them. 'All done then,' said Fudge relieved. Harry followed Fudge out of the office, 'Bye Mr Weasley, I'll see you later,' said Harry as he left the room. It was a quick move from the Dursley's house to the Weasley's house, but the only hard bit was trying to stop Mr Dursley strangling Harry. As soon as Harry arrived at The Burrow, He received a tight hug from Mrs Weasley and a birthday present from Ron. It didn't take long for Ron to tell Harry that Percy had gotten sick of living in the house and moved out, which left a free room for Harry. Everyone helped move Harry stuff into Percy's old room. Mrs Weasley mended Harry's arm and ribs. And got rid of the cast, which was a relief for Harry, cause it drove him absolutely insane. 'Thank-You Mrs Weasley, my arm feels better.' Harry went up to his room with Ron to read his book, occasionally pointing out good spells to Ron and even trying some.
A/N: Thanks for reading so far! I promise it will get more interesting! Please review!