Disclaimer-As you can see, I am NO J.K. Rowling.But I do own Jennifer, so
if you try to take her.you've been forewarned. Also, you should know that
I am not English so when you read my American typed language, don't get
offended when I say color instead of colour.
Chapter Two
Harry woke up to a banging on his door.
"I'm up! I'm up!" Harry shouted.
"You better be!" Aunt Petunia shouted back. "You have to get up and make breakfast for Dudley.
Harry stood up. His head was spinning. He walked out into the hallway and down the steps to the kitchen. He routinely took out the eggs and the bacon and turned on the stove.
"You better not burn those," Dudley said as he walked into the kitchen. "My mother said that that was our last dozen so make them good."
"Sure, Dudley," Harry said with a grin on his face. He was so tempted just to put some magic into the eggs, a little tap and Dudley would be rolling on the floor crying, like a pig, oh wait, he always does that.
"What are you smiling at?"
"I'm just gonna love it to see how much you enjoy your eggs this morning."
"Your not allowed to do-you know-you'll get expelled," Dudley said, backing away with bulging piggy eyes."
"I'm not that low."
"Yes you are. Just like your parents. You little freak."
Harry launched himself at Dudley. "You shut up," Harry said, strangling his cousin's throat. Harry let go of Dudley and ran upstairs. He was not going to take this anymore. He quickly packed his trunk and closed Hedwig in her cage and calmly stepped out of his room, down the hall, and through the front door...
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Harry didn't care about anything anymore. He stepped out into the road, took out his wand, and signaled the Knight Bus. A few seconds later, he was standing in front of a large purple bus and the doors swung open. A tall girl stepped out of the bus. She had long, full, black hair and bright green eyes. She smiled brightly at Harry and said:
"Welcome to the Knight Bus. The emergency transport for the stranded witches and wizards. My name is Jennifer and I'll be your conductor tonight. Now please step this way so I can show you to your bed and you can have a comfortable and safe trip to your final destination."
The conductor, Jennifer, showed Harry into the bus. There was a different driver to the Knight Bus, as well.
"Well, hello," the driver said to Harry. He was an Irish funny old man with bright red hair. "What's your name?"
"Uh, Harry Potter."
Jennifer looked at Harry with bulging eyes and her face went pale. "H- Harry Potter? The Harry Potter?" "Yea."
"Oh," she said and she pointed to a bed for Harry.
"Where are you headed, son?" the driver asked.
"The Burrow."
"Oh, the Weasley's! I'm there half cousin once removed on their mother's side."
Harry paused. That sounded so familiar.
Harry finally reached the Burrow after a long, bumpy ride.
"Thank you very much," Harry said as he handed Jennifer the wizard money for his trip.
"No problem."
"Will I see you around?"
"I think so," Jennifer said with a small smile.
Chapter Two
Harry woke up to a banging on his door.
"I'm up! I'm up!" Harry shouted.
"You better be!" Aunt Petunia shouted back. "You have to get up and make breakfast for Dudley.
Harry stood up. His head was spinning. He walked out into the hallway and down the steps to the kitchen. He routinely took out the eggs and the bacon and turned on the stove.
"You better not burn those," Dudley said as he walked into the kitchen. "My mother said that that was our last dozen so make them good."
"Sure, Dudley," Harry said with a grin on his face. He was so tempted just to put some magic into the eggs, a little tap and Dudley would be rolling on the floor crying, like a pig, oh wait, he always does that.
"What are you smiling at?"
"I'm just gonna love it to see how much you enjoy your eggs this morning."
"Your not allowed to do-you know-you'll get expelled," Dudley said, backing away with bulging piggy eyes."
"I'm not that low."
"Yes you are. Just like your parents. You little freak."
Harry launched himself at Dudley. "You shut up," Harry said, strangling his cousin's throat. Harry let go of Dudley and ran upstairs. He was not going to take this anymore. He quickly packed his trunk and closed Hedwig in her cage and calmly stepped out of his room, down the hall, and through the front door...
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Harry didn't care about anything anymore. He stepped out into the road, took out his wand, and signaled the Knight Bus. A few seconds later, he was standing in front of a large purple bus and the doors swung open. A tall girl stepped out of the bus. She had long, full, black hair and bright green eyes. She smiled brightly at Harry and said:
"Welcome to the Knight Bus. The emergency transport for the stranded witches and wizards. My name is Jennifer and I'll be your conductor tonight. Now please step this way so I can show you to your bed and you can have a comfortable and safe trip to your final destination."
The conductor, Jennifer, showed Harry into the bus. There was a different driver to the Knight Bus, as well.
"Well, hello," the driver said to Harry. He was an Irish funny old man with bright red hair. "What's your name?"
"Uh, Harry Potter."
Jennifer looked at Harry with bulging eyes and her face went pale. "H- Harry Potter? The Harry Potter?" "Yea."
"Oh," she said and she pointed to a bed for Harry.
"Where are you headed, son?" the driver asked.
"The Burrow."
"Oh, the Weasley's! I'm there half cousin once removed on their mother's side."
Harry paused. That sounded so familiar.
Harry finally reached the Burrow after a long, bumpy ride.
"Thank you very much," Harry said as he handed Jennifer the wizard money for his trip.
"No problem."
"Will I see you around?"
"I think so," Jennifer said with a small smile.