((A/N: Hullo Harry Potter fans! I am, well... okay, you don't really wanna know that... but, okay... I am re-doing this story... yesh, Re-doing it. Each chapter is going to be re-done, and proberally some parts and peoples moved a tiny bit father in the story, oh and knew events are happening. Oh, for people who have allready read my last story, you know what is going to happen up to the end of the fourth chapter, but, it may change quite fluently, but, it is proberally gonna happen alittle more streched out, with some more serious plot details. I do not own Harry Potter, or its Characters, except for my own.))
Chapter 1: Avada Kadavra
Harry paced in his bedroom of the Dursley's Home. It was only 2 weeks into summer vacation and Harry allready had his trunk and Hedwigs cage at the foot of the steps, ready to go. A odd smile crept over Harry's face and he blew the hair out of his eyes. He couldn't help thinking 'Goodbye Dursleys!', well, you'd think that too if you learnt that you where going to move out the Dursleys small and clean home. Permanently. Harry picked the letter of his desk to and read it over again:
Dear Harry,
We has some great concerns of you and what has happened to you durning the the first few weeks of summer that you spent at the Dursleys. We have decided for you to stay at the Weasley's residence until your new Guardian has come. Then, you will be moving into their home around the middle of the summer. The Weasley's, will be picking you up around noon tomorrow, so pack your things and get ready to leave the Dursleys most permanently.
Albus Dumbledore,
Minerva McGonagall,
Severus Snape,
And Remus Lupin
Harry grinned gleefully as he read this over and over. Hedwig hooted happily from downstairs. He was going to never see Number Four Privet Drive again! He sat in his desk lost in thought when a BOOM is heard outside his door. Harry jumped at the sound and peeks out the door.
"IF YOU CAN'T KEEP YOUR RUDDY BIRD QUIET... I'LL..." Vernon's face was deep purple and he looked at the letter harry had in his hands. "...huh?...Give me that..."
"No! Give it back! It's mine!" Harry tried to snatch for the letter but Vernon hit Harry hard causing Harry to fall wrong on his arm.
"What's this M'boy? A letter?" Vernon scanned over it. "Your leaving... tomorrow? forever?" A strange smile crept over his face.
"That's right... but, I'm leaving today... I got that letter yesterday!" Harry glared up at him and was rubbing his bruised arm.
Vernon dropped the letter on the ground Humming a happy toon as he walked out the door. Harry could hear Vernon shout to Petunia and Dudley about Harry leaving. Dudley gave alittle cheer from his room. Harry tried to get up but his arm stung him, he lifted himself with his left arm and felt his right. He staggered over to his desk and pocketed the letter. He looked out the window and thought about how the Weasleys were going to get there. He sat in the desk and thought to himself rubbing his arm that was slowly turning a deep painful red.
Harry thought about the last time the Weasley's picked him up and chuckled to himself. He hoped they weren't going to use Floo powder again. If they did, he's gonna get a good laugh. He looked at his arm. 'Merlin, I think I broke it' Harry thought to himself, then had the image of Molly Weasley fussing over his broken arm. So he put on his cloak to cover his red arm. He flinched as he put his arm threw, but, he really didn't want Mrs.Weasley to make a spectacle infront of Ron and Hermione, who was staying the summer with the Weasley's. He nervously rubbed it with his other hand and then he heard a BOOM outside. He walked to his window to see a mound of Smoke rise from the rubbish bin. He opened his window and lean his head out to find Fred and George had landed right ontop of it. They where laughing their heads of and they spotted Harry and waved. Harry heard another BOOM outside the front.
Harry ran outside his room and ran downstairs, careful not to hurt his arm. He grabbed his stuff and was just about to open the door when Vernon stood right infront of it. Vernon's face was the usual deep purple.
"You better watch what you say M'boy. Do not tell them anything on how we mistreated you. Which, we didn't do of course." A shakiness was in Vernons voice, Harry could tell that he was clearly thinking of Madeye Moody, and the other hoard of highly trained wizards, and didn't really want them to turn them all into Flower Pots.
"You have mistreated me... you locked me in the cubberd for a week and forced me to right that everything was okay!" Harry glared at him. Then, Vernon rounded on him and picked Harry up by his broken arm. Harry flinched in pain.
"Watch what you say M'boy... or you'll be lucky enough to leave here with a broken arm..." Vernon shot a glare and open the door, ushering him outside and slamming the door. Harry staggered in pain and looked at his arm, which was starting to hurt like hell.
As he stood up he spotted Ron running to him, his body covered in mud. "Hiya Harry!" Ron hoped that Harry didn't see the mess as he ran up to him. Ron looked at Harry clutching his arm. "You okay Harry?" Ron gave him a questioning look and he raised his eyebrow when Harry let go of his arm and shook his head yes. "Alright, as long as you are okay..."
"Ron, what happened, you look like you landed in a mud puddle" Harry said, like nothing happened, turning his attention to the great deal of mess covering Ron.
"Ah, you see... well Fred and George offered to Apparate me and Ginny since we can't really... the thought it was funny to land us in a great mud puddle in the forest." Harry patted his back sympathetically, with his left hand. Then shot his hand back with a face of disgust.
"Ewwwwww" He rubbed his hand on his cloak to clean it off.
Ron gave Harry a sideways glance and laughed. Bill suddenly apparated and ran over to them picking up Harry's luggage and dissaparated. Harry cocked his eyebrow at Bill's quickness, and he and Ron started to roar with laughter when Fred and George appeared with a banana on Fred's head and a pencil in George's hand.
"What's so funny?" inquired George cocking his eyebrow.
"I donno Fred, but I think they both went nutters" Fred replied.
"We haven't gone nutters, Banana Brain." Ron chuckled to himself, at his own joke. "It was because you have a banana on your head, and boy, you two look FILTHY!"
Fred and George looked at each other then at Harry and Ron and bowed. They turned around and bowed at the invisible crowd. "Thankyou! Thankyou!" Ron and Harry snickered. Fred then jumped round and looked at Harry. "Harry, whats this?" He was holding up a chewed on pencil with the eraser half gnawed off.
"A pencil, it's used by muggles to write things, instead of quills." Harry replied.
"Ohhhhhhhhhh" Fred gave George a wink and George gave Fred a wink and they trotted off, then they started to have a pencil war. Harry was just about to laugh when Mrs.Weasley ran up to him and gave him a hug.
"Harry Dear! I missed you!" Mrs.Weasleys shrill voice ringing in his ears. He cringed in pain as she hugged in and staggered backwards clutching his arm. "Harry! Are you allright?" She pulls him forward and removes his left hand from covering his arm and lifted the sleave. "Oh dear! You broke your arm! How did this happen?"
"I... fell... when, my uncle pushed me..." Harry stammered looking up at her.
"Well! I should of known!" Mrs.Weasley ushers Fred and George over, muttering something about 'fifthly muggle... nasty temper... lucky Harry's leaving.'
Fred and George trot up. "Hullo, dear mother of ours, how may we be serving you of this very..."
"...moment..."
"...minute..."
"...second."
They do this little bow that is a very good impersonation of the house elf Dobby.
"Now, you two! Cut it out! Harry broken his arm and we need some of the magical re-enforcement bangages to hold Harrys arm untill we can mend it properly"
"Mum, you didn't brake it did you?"
"You hugged him to tight AGAIN?"
"What is with you mother?"
"Squeesing the life out of Harry..."
"Now breaking his poor arm."
"You may be the death of him, right Fred?"
"Right George"
There was a moment of silence. Nobody knew if Mrs.Weasley would either laugh, or kill the twins. A little black cloud appeared over Mrs.Weasleys head. "JUST GET IT!" She snapped back, they stauntered back and pretened to look terrified, and they disapparate (A/N:I donno if this is even a Harry Potter word, but, to me, it means to dissapear by apparating...). Mrs.Weasley congers up a chair and makes Harry sit down in it. Ron gave Harry a 'you-said-nothing-was-wrong-but-you-lied-didn't-you' look. Harry glanced back guiltily and felt bad for lieing to his best friend. The twins came back, with a roll of deep red banadages.
"Fred has got the bandages for Master, Fred hopes Master will be please with Fred, but Fred only hopes." Fred said in a high pitched house-elfish voice.
"George saw him get it! George saw Fred get the bandages for Master. George is proud of Fred!" George replied in his own House elf impersonation. Both of them did a miraculously surprisingly very good job of being house elfs, they hand the bandages to Mrs.Weasley, giving a bow and they walked a few steps backwards.
Thier mother just shot them a stern glare and touched Harrys arm with her wand, and then the bandages. The banadages seem to spring to life and wrap themselfs around his arm and then they harden, forming a thin but indestructable cast.
"Now dear, what would you like on your cast?" Mrs. Weasley pointed to his arm.
"Uhh... I donno... nothing..." Harry replied, not really knowing what she ment.
"Right then..." She taps his cast and it turns pearly white then, it twists colours again to the green of his eyes and a little etched word was written on it, 'Avada Kadavra'. Mrs. Weasley looks at the word with shock. She taps his cast again and it turns pearly white again, but it turns green and the words appear once again apon the cast. She tried a few more times but it fails, the words etching deeper and deeper into the cast... every time she tries the words are more and more carved. Until the carved words started to fill with blood as the more she tried they dug deeper into his skin. Harry Cringed and Mrs.Weasley stoped at the sight of the seeping blood, that was pouring over the side of the cast. Harry was starting to turn pale.
"My goodness!" She ushers Fred and George over. "Get a towel quick!" The blood from Harry's arm seeped over the edge of the cast and started to drip on the ground. Fred and George knew it was no time for jokes and they Dissaparated and apparated with 2 towels in hand. Mrs.Weasley grabbed the towel and wraped it around where his arm was bleeding, but, just as quickly as she put it on, the blood just seeped through and it started to drip again.
"Mum, I think some sortof magic is causing Harry to bleed so much..." Ron spoke.
"Most likely!" She wrapped the other towel around his arm and it soon turned the same deep red colour of blood. "Okay, Harry we are going to apparate you to our house to get help okay?" Her voice seemed frail but far in the distance. The massive blood loss seemed to be getting to his head but he stays awake and nods. She dissaparates and apparates with Bill at her side.
"Okay, Bill, take Harry home and fix his arm up!" Bill nods and grabs hold of Harry.
"Allright Harry, we're going home..." Bill voice Dragged off and everything became a jolt of colours, it looked like Bill and himself was being taken apart and being re-put together again in their place of destenation. Harry looked around dizzy and couldn't understand what was going on around him, everything was bright and light headed, a light feeling swept over him...
((A/N: Nasty place to leave of Cliffhanger eh? -Muhahaha- I know, I'm evil, but you must wait!))
Chapter 1: Avada Kadavra
Harry paced in his bedroom of the Dursley's Home. It was only 2 weeks into summer vacation and Harry allready had his trunk and Hedwigs cage at the foot of the steps, ready to go. A odd smile crept over Harry's face and he blew the hair out of his eyes. He couldn't help thinking 'Goodbye Dursleys!', well, you'd think that too if you learnt that you where going to move out the Dursleys small and clean home. Permanently. Harry picked the letter of his desk to and read it over again:
Dear Harry,
We has some great concerns of you and what has happened to you durning the the first few weeks of summer that you spent at the Dursleys. We have decided for you to stay at the Weasley's residence until your new Guardian has come. Then, you will be moving into their home around the middle of the summer. The Weasley's, will be picking you up around noon tomorrow, so pack your things and get ready to leave the Dursleys most permanently.
Albus Dumbledore,
Minerva McGonagall,
Severus Snape,
And Remus Lupin
Harry grinned gleefully as he read this over and over. Hedwig hooted happily from downstairs. He was going to never see Number Four Privet Drive again! He sat in his desk lost in thought when a BOOM is heard outside his door. Harry jumped at the sound and peeks out the door.
"IF YOU CAN'T KEEP YOUR RUDDY BIRD QUIET... I'LL..." Vernon's face was deep purple and he looked at the letter harry had in his hands. "...huh?...Give me that..."
"No! Give it back! It's mine!" Harry tried to snatch for the letter but Vernon hit Harry hard causing Harry to fall wrong on his arm.
"What's this M'boy? A letter?" Vernon scanned over it. "Your leaving... tomorrow? forever?" A strange smile crept over his face.
"That's right... but, I'm leaving today... I got that letter yesterday!" Harry glared up at him and was rubbing his bruised arm.
Vernon dropped the letter on the ground Humming a happy toon as he walked out the door. Harry could hear Vernon shout to Petunia and Dudley about Harry leaving. Dudley gave alittle cheer from his room. Harry tried to get up but his arm stung him, he lifted himself with his left arm and felt his right. He staggered over to his desk and pocketed the letter. He looked out the window and thought about how the Weasleys were going to get there. He sat in the desk and thought to himself rubbing his arm that was slowly turning a deep painful red.
Harry thought about the last time the Weasley's picked him up and chuckled to himself. He hoped they weren't going to use Floo powder again. If they did, he's gonna get a good laugh. He looked at his arm. 'Merlin, I think I broke it' Harry thought to himself, then had the image of Molly Weasley fussing over his broken arm. So he put on his cloak to cover his red arm. He flinched as he put his arm threw, but, he really didn't want Mrs.Weasley to make a spectacle infront of Ron and Hermione, who was staying the summer with the Weasley's. He nervously rubbed it with his other hand and then he heard a BOOM outside. He walked to his window to see a mound of Smoke rise from the rubbish bin. He opened his window and lean his head out to find Fred and George had landed right ontop of it. They where laughing their heads of and they spotted Harry and waved. Harry heard another BOOM outside the front.
Harry ran outside his room and ran downstairs, careful not to hurt his arm. He grabbed his stuff and was just about to open the door when Vernon stood right infront of it. Vernon's face was the usual deep purple.
"You better watch what you say M'boy. Do not tell them anything on how we mistreated you. Which, we didn't do of course." A shakiness was in Vernons voice, Harry could tell that he was clearly thinking of Madeye Moody, and the other hoard of highly trained wizards, and didn't really want them to turn them all into Flower Pots.
"You have mistreated me... you locked me in the cubberd for a week and forced me to right that everything was okay!" Harry glared at him. Then, Vernon rounded on him and picked Harry up by his broken arm. Harry flinched in pain.
"Watch what you say M'boy... or you'll be lucky enough to leave here with a broken arm..." Vernon shot a glare and open the door, ushering him outside and slamming the door. Harry staggered in pain and looked at his arm, which was starting to hurt like hell.
As he stood up he spotted Ron running to him, his body covered in mud. "Hiya Harry!" Ron hoped that Harry didn't see the mess as he ran up to him. Ron looked at Harry clutching his arm. "You okay Harry?" Ron gave him a questioning look and he raised his eyebrow when Harry let go of his arm and shook his head yes. "Alright, as long as you are okay..."
"Ron, what happened, you look like you landed in a mud puddle" Harry said, like nothing happened, turning his attention to the great deal of mess covering Ron.
"Ah, you see... well Fred and George offered to Apparate me and Ginny since we can't really... the thought it was funny to land us in a great mud puddle in the forest." Harry patted his back sympathetically, with his left hand. Then shot his hand back with a face of disgust.
"Ewwwwww" He rubbed his hand on his cloak to clean it off.
Ron gave Harry a sideways glance and laughed. Bill suddenly apparated and ran over to them picking up Harry's luggage and dissaparated. Harry cocked his eyebrow at Bill's quickness, and he and Ron started to roar with laughter when Fred and George appeared with a banana on Fred's head and a pencil in George's hand.
"What's so funny?" inquired George cocking his eyebrow.
"I donno Fred, but I think they both went nutters" Fred replied.
"We haven't gone nutters, Banana Brain." Ron chuckled to himself, at his own joke. "It was because you have a banana on your head, and boy, you two look FILTHY!"
Fred and George looked at each other then at Harry and Ron and bowed. They turned around and bowed at the invisible crowd. "Thankyou! Thankyou!" Ron and Harry snickered. Fred then jumped round and looked at Harry. "Harry, whats this?" He was holding up a chewed on pencil with the eraser half gnawed off.
"A pencil, it's used by muggles to write things, instead of quills." Harry replied.
"Ohhhhhhhhhh" Fred gave George a wink and George gave Fred a wink and they trotted off, then they started to have a pencil war. Harry was just about to laugh when Mrs.Weasley ran up to him and gave him a hug.
"Harry Dear! I missed you!" Mrs.Weasleys shrill voice ringing in his ears. He cringed in pain as she hugged in and staggered backwards clutching his arm. "Harry! Are you allright?" She pulls him forward and removes his left hand from covering his arm and lifted the sleave. "Oh dear! You broke your arm! How did this happen?"
"I... fell... when, my uncle pushed me..." Harry stammered looking up at her.
"Well! I should of known!" Mrs.Weasley ushers Fred and George over, muttering something about 'fifthly muggle... nasty temper... lucky Harry's leaving.'
Fred and George trot up. "Hullo, dear mother of ours, how may we be serving you of this very..."
"...moment..."
"...minute..."
"...second."
They do this little bow that is a very good impersonation of the house elf Dobby.
"Now, you two! Cut it out! Harry broken his arm and we need some of the magical re-enforcement bangages to hold Harrys arm untill we can mend it properly"
"Mum, you didn't brake it did you?"
"You hugged him to tight AGAIN?"
"What is with you mother?"
"Squeesing the life out of Harry..."
"Now breaking his poor arm."
"You may be the death of him, right Fred?"
"Right George"
There was a moment of silence. Nobody knew if Mrs.Weasley would either laugh, or kill the twins. A little black cloud appeared over Mrs.Weasleys head. "JUST GET IT!" She snapped back, they stauntered back and pretened to look terrified, and they disapparate (A/N:I donno if this is even a Harry Potter word, but, to me, it means to dissapear by apparating...). Mrs.Weasley congers up a chair and makes Harry sit down in it. Ron gave Harry a 'you-said-nothing-was-wrong-but-you-lied-didn't-you' look. Harry glanced back guiltily and felt bad for lieing to his best friend. The twins came back, with a roll of deep red banadages.
"Fred has got the bandages for Master, Fred hopes Master will be please with Fred, but Fred only hopes." Fred said in a high pitched house-elfish voice.
"George saw him get it! George saw Fred get the bandages for Master. George is proud of Fred!" George replied in his own House elf impersonation. Both of them did a miraculously surprisingly very good job of being house elfs, they hand the bandages to Mrs.Weasley, giving a bow and they walked a few steps backwards.
Thier mother just shot them a stern glare and touched Harrys arm with her wand, and then the bandages. The banadages seem to spring to life and wrap themselfs around his arm and then they harden, forming a thin but indestructable cast.
"Now dear, what would you like on your cast?" Mrs. Weasley pointed to his arm.
"Uhh... I donno... nothing..." Harry replied, not really knowing what she ment.
"Right then..." She taps his cast and it turns pearly white then, it twists colours again to the green of his eyes and a little etched word was written on it, 'Avada Kadavra'. Mrs. Weasley looks at the word with shock. She taps his cast again and it turns pearly white again, but it turns green and the words appear once again apon the cast. She tried a few more times but it fails, the words etching deeper and deeper into the cast... every time she tries the words are more and more carved. Until the carved words started to fill with blood as the more she tried they dug deeper into his skin. Harry Cringed and Mrs.Weasley stoped at the sight of the seeping blood, that was pouring over the side of the cast. Harry was starting to turn pale.
"My goodness!" She ushers Fred and George over. "Get a towel quick!" The blood from Harry's arm seeped over the edge of the cast and started to drip on the ground. Fred and George knew it was no time for jokes and they Dissaparated and apparated with 2 towels in hand. Mrs.Weasley grabbed the towel and wraped it around where his arm was bleeding, but, just as quickly as she put it on, the blood just seeped through and it started to drip again.
"Mum, I think some sortof magic is causing Harry to bleed so much..." Ron spoke.
"Most likely!" She wrapped the other towel around his arm and it soon turned the same deep red colour of blood. "Okay, Harry we are going to apparate you to our house to get help okay?" Her voice seemed frail but far in the distance. The massive blood loss seemed to be getting to his head but he stays awake and nods. She dissaparates and apparates with Bill at her side.
"Okay, Bill, take Harry home and fix his arm up!" Bill nods and grabs hold of Harry.
"Allright Harry, we're going home..." Bill voice Dragged off and everything became a jolt of colours, it looked like Bill and himself was being taken apart and being re-put together again in their place of destenation. Harry looked around dizzy and couldn't understand what was going on around him, everything was bright and light headed, a light feeling swept over him...
((A/N: Nasty place to leave of Cliffhanger eh? -Muhahaha- I know, I'm evil, but you must wait!))
