A/N: OMG! I'm alive! Look at me being alive! I'm like, MOVING! Geeze, do I have bad mental health. Well, I might be writing more often now, because I have something to get my mind off of. No, nobody in my head got kidnapped by someone else in my head's evil twin and is probably going to DIE! No, not at all. *shifty eyes*
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"Wake up, Potter!"
"No…." muttered Harry, rolling over in bed, "Idowanna…."
"POTTER!" Dudley banged on his door, "NOW!"
"Ugh…." Harry rolled over and fell off the bed. "Ow. What a night."
"GET UP!"
"Hold on, Dudley, I barely slept last night!"
"Why, nightmares, Potter?" Dudley laughed, enjoying the prospect of Harry restlessly attempting to sleep.
"Yes, as a matter of fact. Though, I can't remember what about."
"Come on, Potter, just get up, it's my birthday and I demand a present!"
'Oh no,' thought Harry, freezing with his pants half up, 'His birthday. And he demands a present? From me? What the bloody hell is wrong with him?'
"Er, I'll be there in a bit Dudley, I'm having, erm, technical difficulties, yeah."
"What's wrong, Potter, wet dream?!"
"Dursley, you're mental!" Harry yelled, pulling on his shirt, "just go, I'll be there in a second.
Dudley sighed and began walking down the hall, singing "Potter dreams about naked girls," all the way to the stairs.
"OK," Harry whispered to himself, "A present for Dudley." He looked around his room. "No, he wouldn't like any books. Uh-uh, blood pops are a big no. Well, he does like sweets. AH HAH!" He reached down into his drawer and pulled out some chocolate frogs. "Perfect." He ran downstairs and into the kitchen. Dudley had already opened all of his presents.
"Well?" He said.
"Here you go." Said Harry, throwing the frogs at him. Dudley opened them and shoved one into his mouth. "Oh, can I have the card?"
"But it's my present!" Dudley roared, yanking the card out.
"Sorry, thought you wouldn't want it. Oh," said Harry, look at the card, "I already have that one."
Dudley stared in shock as the man on the card gave him a smug look and said "Muggles…."
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Harry sat up in his room, looking at the ceiling. He was trying to recall the dream that had kept him up all last night, but just couldn't remember. He had stayed up all night after he had had the dream, but that was no help. He couldn't think of anything to remind him. Only that his scar had a twinge of pain after he woke up.
Harry's thoughts were suddenly interrupted by something crashing into his head. He jumped up and took the fluffy ball out of his hair.
"Pig, you idiot." He said, "Will you stop crashing into my head? Do you crash into Ron's too?"
Pig ruffled his feathers and stuck his foot out, proud he had delivered another letter. Harry snatched it up, gave Pig a few owl treats, and began to read the letter.
Harry,
How are you doing? I think I've gone mad. Yes, I've gone absolutely mad. My face is the same colour as my hair! Percy is getting on my nerves, he's so quiet! Ever since that Penelope Clearwater broke up with him, he's just not talked. You know I can't talk to Fred and George. I need you here. For once, Harry, I think you need to rescue me! Is your fireplace open? I'm coming tomorrow with floo powder no matter what you say.. Seeya mate.
-Ron
"Great," said Harry, "Ron's coming through the fire place. The Dursley's will love that."
He scribbled "Whatever you say, Ronny. Just come at about five in the morning, OK?" on the back of the note and sent it off with Pig.
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The next day, Harry gathered all of his things and sat downstairs by the fireplace. It was five o'clock in the morning, and Ron arrived just on time. Harry scribbled "Went to the Weasley's," on a piece of paper, left it on the fridge, and was off to The Burrow.
He was delighted to be back in his one true home except for Hogwarts. This was going to be a good summer.
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A/N: OK, that's it for now, my back hurts. WAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!!!! I must relieve the pain… ow… I'm gonna go to a chiropractor now….