Chapter Two:
~Leaving the Dursleys~
"HARRY POTTER! COME DOWN HERE THIS INSTANCE!" screamed Vernon Dursley whose head was very red. "Yes, Uncle Vernon." Replied Harry. Harry went down stairs and into the living room where Vernon had been sitting. Harry looked at his uncle's hand; he was holding a crumpled letter. "It looks like your freaky little friends want you to go over their house for the summer again. Harry couldn't find any words to reply with so he just stood there. "They're coming here this time tomorrow." He continued. "Well why are you just standing there? Go and start packing, the sooner you leave the better." He said as he threw the letter away.
Harry went back to his room to start packing. He was grateful that he was going to be away from the Dursleys for the rest of the summer.He couldn't wait until the Weasly's came to pick him up.
24 hours later.........
"Where are they? They should be here by now." Yelled Vernon. "I'm sure they'll be here in a few minutes, they probably just got lost or something." Said Harry. He was getting a little worried. Then after five minutes, they all jumped at a noise coming from inside the blocked fireplace. "What was that?" asked Vernon. They all stood silent for a moment. They started hearing voices come from the fireplace.
"Dad where are we? I can't see a thing."
"I think the muggles blocked their fireplace for some reason. Try calling Harry, maybe he can hear us."
"Harry, hey Harry can you hear me?"
"Ron, Ron is that you? Hold on I'll have you out in a minute." Replied Harry.
"Potter, what is this, what's going on?" asked Vernon. "Well, sometimes wizards travel by fireplace using powder. But since you wooded up the fireplace, they can't come out." Replied a nervous Harry.
"Mr. Weasley, it's me Harry. They've blocked up the fireplace, you can't get in this way. "Damn" said Mr. Weasley. "Alright then, Harry stand back, I have an idea." BANG
The boarded up wood from the fireplace blew into tiny chips. There was dust everywhere. Mr. Weasley and Ron got out from the fireplace. "Well, that certainly seems much better." Said Mr. Weasley. "Ah, you must be Harry's aunt and uncle." Said Mr. Weasley as he outstretched his hand to them. "Oh yes, sorry about that." Said Mr.Weasley lowering his hand and looking back at the fireplace.
"Hey Harry, you ready to go?" asked Ron. "Yup" replied Harry as Ron helped him get his trunk along with Hedgwig. "Well, we best be off now, take care. Ron, Mr.Weasley and Harry went into the fireplace. Mr. Weasley grabbed a handful a floo powder and shouted, "the Burrow." In an instance, they were gone, leaving the Dursleys standing there terrified.
"HARRY POTTER! COME DOWN HERE THIS INSTANCE!" screamed Vernon Dursley whose head was very red. "Yes, Uncle Vernon." Replied Harry. Harry went down stairs and into the living room where Vernon had been sitting. Harry looked at his uncle's hand; he was holding a crumpled letter. "It looks like your freaky little friends want you to go over their house for the summer again. Harry couldn't find any words to reply with so he just stood there. "They're coming here this time tomorrow." He continued. "Well why are you just standing there? Go and start packing, the sooner you leave the better." He said as he threw the letter away.
Harry went back to his room to start packing. He was grateful that he was going to be away from the Dursleys for the rest of the summer.He couldn't wait until the Weasly's came to pick him up.
24 hours later.........
"Where are they? They should be here by now." Yelled Vernon. "I'm sure they'll be here in a few minutes, they probably just got lost or something." Said Harry. He was getting a little worried. Then after five minutes, they all jumped at a noise coming from inside the blocked fireplace. "What was that?" asked Vernon. They all stood silent for a moment. They started hearing voices come from the fireplace.
"Dad where are we? I can't see a thing."
"I think the muggles blocked their fireplace for some reason. Try calling Harry, maybe he can hear us."
"Harry, hey Harry can you hear me?"
"Ron, Ron is that you? Hold on I'll have you out in a minute." Replied Harry.
"Potter, what is this, what's going on?" asked Vernon. "Well, sometimes wizards travel by fireplace using powder. But since you wooded up the fireplace, they can't come out." Replied a nervous Harry.
"Mr. Weasley, it's me Harry. They've blocked up the fireplace, you can't get in this way. "Damn" said Mr. Weasley. "Alright then, Harry stand back, I have an idea." BANG
The boarded up wood from the fireplace blew into tiny chips. There was dust everywhere. Mr. Weasley and Ron got out from the fireplace. "Well, that certainly seems much better." Said Mr. Weasley. "Ah, you must be Harry's aunt and uncle." Said Mr. Weasley as he outstretched his hand to them. "Oh yes, sorry about that." Said Mr.Weasley lowering his hand and looking back at the fireplace.
"Hey Harry, you ready to go?" asked Ron. "Yup" replied Harry as Ron helped him get his trunk along with Hedgwig. "Well, we best be off now, take care. Ron, Mr.Weasley and Harry went into the fireplace. Mr. Weasley grabbed a handful a floo powder and shouted, "the Burrow." In an instance, they were gone, leaving the Dursleys standing there terrified.