A/N: Sorry for the long wait I was…… well I really don't have an excuse, I was just being lazy.
Disclaimer: I always wanted to think up a really clever & funny disclaimer, but now that I have the chance, I don't have any ideas! Oh well. I DON'T OWN ANYTHING, SO DON'T SUE!!!
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Rabbits, Cats, and Donuts Galore
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Harry walked down Privet Drive, away from the Dursley's house. For the first time since he left Hogwarts for summer vacation, he was happy. He finally got away from those horrible people! He was walking down that road with a jolly spring in his step, singing a joyful tune.
"No more Dursley's! No-o more Dursley's!"
He shrunk all of his luggage and put it in his pocket.
"No-o more Uncle Vernon!"
Next, he wrote a quick letter to Hermione, saying that he could come to her house.
"No-o more Aunt Petunia!"
Then he tied the note to Hedwig's leg and sent her off to Hermione's house.
"But the best of all!" He waved his hands in the air.
"NO MORE DUDLEY!!! NO MORE SPOILED, PUDGY, OBNOXIOUS DUDLEY!!!"
Then he started to skip down Privet Drive, repeating his song, singing louder and happier with every note.
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After a few minutes of:
"NO MORE DURSLEY'S!!! NO MORE DURSLEY'S," he passed Mrs. Figgs house.
When he saw what was going on over there, he stopped. Stopped singing, stopped skipping, just stopped. For what he saw was extremely…..weird. TO make sure he wasn't delusional, he rubbed his eyes and then looked back at her yard.
There was Mrs. Figg, smiling and waving him. But that's not all. All of her of cats were rolling around outside, fighting over…….(A/N: can you guess?)…..a DONUT! There was also a huge banner over her front porch that read:
LET US ALL REJOICE AND EAT DONUTS!!!
"Hey Harry!" yelled Mrs. Figg from her door step, "Why don't you come over here and have a few donuts?"
"Uhhh…..okay," said Harry, shocked. Mrs. Figg was never nice to him before.
He started to walk towards her house, which was actually the most dangerous and terrifying thing he did all summer. Strange, I know, but you would think it was dangerous too if you saw how eager those cats were to get that donut.
As he walked that long, dangerous walk towards the front porch, wild cats were everywhere. One even "flew" above Harry's head! He could hear loud, angry screeches coming from all directions around him. Fur balls were flying everywhere. So was the donut.
Coincidentally, the donut landed right in his hands.
'Uh-oh'
All the cats swiftly bolted towards the horrified boy. Then……
CRASH!
"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"SHOO!!! SHOO!!!" came Mrs. Figg's voice, trying to get all of her precious cats off Harry, but to no avail.
"HARRY! THROW THE DONUT!!!"
He didn't need telling twice, so he threw the donut over to where a poor rabbit was chewing on a carrot. Luckily, it dodged out of the way, just in time.
"Why don't you come inside, dear?" asked Mrs. Figg, panting for breath.
"You don't have anymore cats in there, do you?"
"No," said Mrs. Figg, partially laughing.
"O.K."
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"So Harry, would you like a cup of tea?"
"No thanks," he replied, "I'm kind of in a hurry, but can I ask you something before I go?"
"Certainly, dear."
"Why are there donuts everywhere?"
"You mean you don't know?"
"Should I know?"
"Well of course! I thought everybody knew today was National Donut Day!"
"National Donut Day?"
"Yep!"
"Also, I'd like to ask you why are you acting nicer today? No offense……"
"Oh! None taken! Well, there's a simple answer to that, who wouldn't be nicer on National Donut Day?"
"Oh……" said Harry, still slightly confused.
"Did you know that National Donut Day was created by Nathaniel E. Pastry? One day he was taking a walk in muggle London, and he saw a donut in the window…….."
About forty minutes later, Mrs. Figg finally finished telling Harry the condensed version of the history of National Donut Day.
"Well I better be going now," said Harry as he got up and walked to the door.
"Would you like some donuts to go?"
"No thanks."
"O.K., bye Harry!" said Mrs. Figg cheerily.
As he walked out the door, Harry noticed that the rabbit was still there. Since he had nothing better to do at the moment, he walked over to it (the cats were now fighting in the backyard).
It was such a cute bunny. It had caramel and black, blotchy spots all over its white, furry body. It had one black spot over its eye, and big floppy ears too.
"Hi there!"
The rabbit just gave him a look as if saying, 'What do you want?'
"How 'bout you come along with me and be my pet?" said Harry to the bunny, hoping to have at least some company on his journey.
Then it gave a look as if he was pondering the question.
"C'mon, I won't bite."
After a few more seconds of pondering, the bunny jumped into Harry's lap.
"Now I'll have company!" Then Harry continued down the road, skipping and singing, with his new companion in his arms.
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When he was sure that he was far enough away from Mrs. Figg and her crazy cats, Harry realized that he didn't know where he was going. Earlier he was so busy singing, skipping, and being attacked by ferocious cats, he forgot to think about it. So he decided to call the Knight Bus. He stuck out his wand arm and waited for it to come.
Soon, a massive, purple bus came to pick the stranded boy up.
"Welcome to the Knight Bus," said Stan, emerging from the triple-decker, "Emergency transport for the stranded-" Stan glanced at Harry and stopped reciting his speech. "Well, well, well. If it isn't the famous 'Arry Potter, or should I say Neville Longbottom? 'Aven't seen 'choo in a while. What 'choo been up too?
"Nothing, really….." replied Harry.
"Nofing, eh? Accordin' to the Daily Prophet and that Rita Skeeter, 'choo've been doin' o' lot o' things.
"Look, can you just take me to…... uh…..." He still hadn't decided where to go yet.
"How 'bout 'choo go to the Leaky Cauldron?"
"Sure, why not?"
"That'd be eleven sickles, Mr. Potter. But for firteen you can get a box of donuts, compliments of National Donut Day."
"No thanks," said Harry, handing Stan eleven sickles.
"Don't 'choo like donuts?"
"No, I think I've had enough of those for one day."
"O c'mon! I'll tell you what. Since you are the famous 'Arry Potter, I'll give you those donuts for free. But for twelve sickles I'll throw in two carrots for your little rabbit friends there."
Harry thought for a moment, then he let out a big sigh, admitting defeat.
"Fine….."
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After about thirty minutes, they finally arrived at the Leaky Cauldron.
"Hey Harry!" greeted Tom, the landlord, from the bar.
"Hey Tom."
"Would you like a butterbeer, or some donuts?" It's National Donut Day, don'tcha know?"
"So I've heard. I'll just have a butterbeer." Replied Harry as he plopped down at the nearest table.
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Phew! That took a while. Well not really, its just that every time I tried typing it up I either went to the movies, went bike riding, or went to bed.
Also, if you want to see pictures of the Knight Bus used in the 3rd Harry Potter movies, go here:
Now to thank the reviewers:
Milka-Weasley- Glad you like my story. I think yours is great! And yes I'm co-writing another story, but it's a kingdom hearts story & there will be EXTREME stupidity in it.
Antibannana007-ya Dudley isn't good enough to be chocolate. Thx for reviewing again Euno!
Rose Potter- My story does have a plot! It's just not forming yet! Sheesh, how many times do I have to tell you that? And to anyone reading this, go read her story, The Unicorn and the Stag, and the sequel.
Okay that's all for now! Remember to review! NO FLAMES PLEASE! CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM WELCOME!
