Chapter 2: The Escape


Every night between five o'clock and six o'clock, Dudley watched his favorite show, the Great Hamberto. This short hour was the only time that Harry wasn't laboring over something while the Dursleys were awake. He could do anything that he pleased during this short hour as long as it didn't involve making too many loud noises and being in the kitchen, but even with this new break in the evening Harry grew annoyed of this summer's new labors. So late one night he set a plan to escape the Dursleys' house, but there was one flaw.

"Where should I stay this summer?" Harry pondered. "Wait, I could stay with Ron, he said that I could come over this summer if I wanted to." So Harry plotted his escape plan. At five in the afternoon the next evening, Harry went upstairs and packed silently. Harry finally packed his trunk and had Hedwig all set to go, but then he remembered that he must make sure he had everything. Harry looked all over the room for quills, rolls of parchment and other things. At quarter of six, Harry left the Dursley house, unnoticed.

"Get back here, boy!" shouted Uncle Vernon, who must have just seen him leaving. "You are to stay here and roll Dudley about the house forever!" Harry then raised his wand to threaten Uncle Vernon, when the Knight Bus came out of nowhere.

"Oy," said Stan, the same attendant that had been on the train two years ago. "It's Harry Potter." Stan put all of Harry's things on the bus and soon Harry was off to the Burrow, where Ron lived. Harry arrived at the Burrow at exactly fourteen minutes of six and entered the old stone pigpen that had been added on and on by many generations of people. There were so many additions that the house looked like it was held up by magic.

"Here you are, Mr. Potter." said Stan as he brought out Hedwig's cage. "I hope to see you soon." Harry left his stuff outside by a Packard. Harry suspected Mr. Weasley had placed another enchantment on the new car so that it could fly. He then entered the kitchen of the Burrow.

"Harry," said Ron who had grown a foot taller since last summer. "What are you doing here?"

"Well," Harry replied. "You said that I could come over this summer and the Dursleys were being awful so I took you up on the offer."

"Well," Ron said. "I don't want you here now."

"Why not?" said Harry. Ron blushed and took in a big breath, preparing to answer.