Harry Potter and the Order of the Light
Disclaimer: All the things in this story are not mine, except maybe the plot. Everything else belongs to J.K. Rowling. Hogwarts, and all related topics characters and things and all Harry Potter elements are Rowling's. Mentions of the FORCE and anything to with it belong to whoever made it up. I got it from Star Wars. (Duh). PS2 and PSOne and all the PS games belong to Sony, I think, well they don't belong to me anyway.
Chapter 3: Male Bonding
Harry Potter sat up straight.
"Shit he's dead, Voldemort killed the bastard."
The bedroom door opened. "Yo Harry, you alright?" It was Dudley.
"Uh yeah Dud, I just had a. a."
"A nightmare?"
"Nah, it's not like that, it's different, like a..like a." Harry struggled to put it into words. ".a vision. It's like a vision. Sit down, I'll tell you everything."
Harry propped himself up against the wall on his bed while Dudley sat down on the chair at the desk. Harry told Dudley about the betrayal of his parents, the secret keeper, Sirius, Voldemort's return and practically everything that had happened at Hogwarts. He went through the motions, carefully explaining everything as Dudley had no idea about what Harry was saying. (A/N If you don't know about any of this then read the damn books because I can't be bothered explaining it all) Finally once he had finished both boys sat back thinking on what had been said.
"So this Voldie guy wants to kill you and he's tried like 4 times (A/N One year old, first year, second year, fourth year) and supposedly he's one of the most powerful and evil magic guys to ever live. Man it's all right, shit he's tried all these times and he ain't done shit. Even completely surrounded by his dead munchers ("Death Eaters Dud"), whatever , you still kicked his ass and got away. You got this guy beat. You're world famous and you bounced this ultimate, unstoppable spell off your head like it was nothing. Shit you're the man."
Harry thought for a second, contemplating what Dudley had said.
"You know what Dudley, for once you're actually right about something. I still gotta read up on defences and duelling and shit though."
"And I'll get mum to sign us up for martial arts lessons and we can use the weights in the attic then you'll still be sweet if you lose your stick or it does that thing again with Voldie."
Harry looked Dudley up and down.
"You know Dud, you're a hell of a lot smarter then I thought you were."
"Hey shut up. Now famous Mr Potter, you told me all about the bad things at your school, now it's time for the good things. What are the chicks like?"
Harry laughed. ~Typical~ he thought.
"Well I know there's some hot chicks, but it's hard to tell cause our uniforms are big and baggy. We only get to see curves and legs when everyone's in muggle clothes and that ain't often."
He thought back to the secret discussions held in the boy's dormitories at Hogwarts. All the guys 4th year and up got together once a month to reveal new couples, and who had 'done' who. They also took a vote and updated 'the list' from time to time, and all the guys agreed that the uniforms sucked.
"Whoa, hold up, what the hell are muggle clothes?"
"Huh, oh um well muggles are.um you, you know normal, well non-magical people"
"Oh. So Mr Celebrity, got a girlfriend?"
"Huh? Nah man, I was like, into Cho but she was with Cedric and well he died, so that would be weird."
"True, but there's gotta be more than that."
"Yeah there's some alright chicks, but I don't even know, like there's some outta-the-blues-to-old-holy-shit-scary-shit, and I don't want no slutty chicks who just wanna fuck my name or my scar."
"Hmm, you're right there."
"But still, there are some chicks that aren't like that. Like Parvati. She's pretty fine, I took her to the ball, but then pretty much screwed it up with her. I danced with her once, then sat on my ass for the rest of the night."
"Harry man, you can't just sit around moping, call this chick and ask her out. Tale her to lunch or a movie or something."
"You know you're right Dud that could work. Wow that's twice in one night ("Hey!"), so I guess I'll owl her. "
"Yeah, well whatever you do, don't screw it up."
"Pisssh, like I could."
Harry grabbed a piece of parchment and began to write.
"That was easy, Hedwig can you."
Dudley interrupted him as Hedwig flew over from her cage.
"Hold on man, let me read it."
Dudley snatched the letter out of Harry's hand before he could protest.
Dear Parvati, I'm just writing to say how sorry I am for completely ignoring you at the Yule Ball. I was being a real dickhead and I was wondering if I could make it up to you by taking you out for lunch and maybe a movie. Owl me back soon.
Harry Potter
"Okay it's good enough, send it away."
Harry tied the letter to Hedwig's leg and scratched her head. She nipped at his finger and hooted. Harry smiled at her. She seemed to understand what was going on.
"Okay Hedwig, you take this to Parvati Patel for me and make a good impression then maybe she'll go out with me."
Hedwig puffed out her chest, hooted once again and then flew off out the open window. Harry stretched, then sprawled out on his bed. Dudley's watch beeped and instinctively Harry looked down at his own wrist, then remembered he no longer had a watch.
"Holy shit Harry, it's six ("Huh") in the morning."
Harry wasn't sure what time Dudley had come into his room but he guessed it was a round midnight.
"Man, we've been up all night."
Dudley stretched, then yawned.
"Come on then Mr Celebrity, we ain't gonna get any sleep now. We'll get started on your training and go for a run. Better to start sooner than later."
"Sure got nothing else to do anyway."
"Later on I'll get my mum to take us to the mall, you need a haircut, and some new clothes."
Harry laughed at this. He got up and had a look in the mirror. He ran his hand through his hair and it stuck up every which way.
"I guess you're right, but we gotta go to Diagon Alley first so I can get some cash and some new books."
".diagonally, cash, new books. What the hell are you talking about man."
Harry smiled at him.
"Just what and see."
"Whatever, see ya downstairs in five."
Dudley went back to his room to get changed. Harry chucked on some shorts, a singlet and some shoes, then went downstairs. Dudley was already waiting. They moved out the door to the front yard, then jogged off down the street.
They ran the half mile to the park, then stopped and stretched. Dudley was puffing hard.
"Harry.huff.next time we'll. just go as far as Mrs Figg's place."
Harry laughed.
"Don't be useless man. Now get off your ass so we can go home."
A/N: Like it? Tell me. Don't like it? So what, then don't read it. Next chapter will be up some day.
Disclaimer: All the things in this story are not mine, except maybe the plot. Everything else belongs to J.K. Rowling. Hogwarts, and all related topics characters and things and all Harry Potter elements are Rowling's. Mentions of the FORCE and anything to with it belong to whoever made it up. I got it from Star Wars. (Duh). PS2 and PSOne and all the PS games belong to Sony, I think, well they don't belong to me anyway.
Chapter 3: Male Bonding
Harry Potter sat up straight.
"Shit he's dead, Voldemort killed the bastard."
The bedroom door opened. "Yo Harry, you alright?" It was Dudley.
"Uh yeah Dud, I just had a. a."
"A nightmare?"
"Nah, it's not like that, it's different, like a..like a." Harry struggled to put it into words. ".a vision. It's like a vision. Sit down, I'll tell you everything."
Harry propped himself up against the wall on his bed while Dudley sat down on the chair at the desk. Harry told Dudley about the betrayal of his parents, the secret keeper, Sirius, Voldemort's return and practically everything that had happened at Hogwarts. He went through the motions, carefully explaining everything as Dudley had no idea about what Harry was saying. (A/N If you don't know about any of this then read the damn books because I can't be bothered explaining it all) Finally once he had finished both boys sat back thinking on what had been said.
"So this Voldie guy wants to kill you and he's tried like 4 times (A/N One year old, first year, second year, fourth year) and supposedly he's one of the most powerful and evil magic guys to ever live. Man it's all right, shit he's tried all these times and he ain't done shit. Even completely surrounded by his dead munchers ("Death Eaters Dud"), whatever , you still kicked his ass and got away. You got this guy beat. You're world famous and you bounced this ultimate, unstoppable spell off your head like it was nothing. Shit you're the man."
Harry thought for a second, contemplating what Dudley had said.
"You know what Dudley, for once you're actually right about something. I still gotta read up on defences and duelling and shit though."
"And I'll get mum to sign us up for martial arts lessons and we can use the weights in the attic then you'll still be sweet if you lose your stick or it does that thing again with Voldie."
Harry looked Dudley up and down.
"You know Dud, you're a hell of a lot smarter then I thought you were."
"Hey shut up. Now famous Mr Potter, you told me all about the bad things at your school, now it's time for the good things. What are the chicks like?"
Harry laughed. ~Typical~ he thought.
"Well I know there's some hot chicks, but it's hard to tell cause our uniforms are big and baggy. We only get to see curves and legs when everyone's in muggle clothes and that ain't often."
He thought back to the secret discussions held in the boy's dormitories at Hogwarts. All the guys 4th year and up got together once a month to reveal new couples, and who had 'done' who. They also took a vote and updated 'the list' from time to time, and all the guys agreed that the uniforms sucked.
"Whoa, hold up, what the hell are muggle clothes?"
"Huh, oh um well muggles are.um you, you know normal, well non-magical people"
"Oh. So Mr Celebrity, got a girlfriend?"
"Huh? Nah man, I was like, into Cho but she was with Cedric and well he died, so that would be weird."
"True, but there's gotta be more than that."
"Yeah there's some alright chicks, but I don't even know, like there's some outta-the-blues-to-old-holy-shit-scary-shit, and I don't want no slutty chicks who just wanna fuck my name or my scar."
"Hmm, you're right there."
"But still, there are some chicks that aren't like that. Like Parvati. She's pretty fine, I took her to the ball, but then pretty much screwed it up with her. I danced with her once, then sat on my ass for the rest of the night."
"Harry man, you can't just sit around moping, call this chick and ask her out. Tale her to lunch or a movie or something."
"You know you're right Dud that could work. Wow that's twice in one night ("Hey!"), so I guess I'll owl her. "
"Yeah, well whatever you do, don't screw it up."
"Pisssh, like I could."
Harry grabbed a piece of parchment and began to write.
"That was easy, Hedwig can you."
Dudley interrupted him as Hedwig flew over from her cage.
"Hold on man, let me read it."
Dudley snatched the letter out of Harry's hand before he could protest.
Dear Parvati, I'm just writing to say how sorry I am for completely ignoring you at the Yule Ball. I was being a real dickhead and I was wondering if I could make it up to you by taking you out for lunch and maybe a movie. Owl me back soon.
Harry Potter
"Okay it's good enough, send it away."
Harry tied the letter to Hedwig's leg and scratched her head. She nipped at his finger and hooted. Harry smiled at her. She seemed to understand what was going on.
"Okay Hedwig, you take this to Parvati Patel for me and make a good impression then maybe she'll go out with me."
Hedwig puffed out her chest, hooted once again and then flew off out the open window. Harry stretched, then sprawled out on his bed. Dudley's watch beeped and instinctively Harry looked down at his own wrist, then remembered he no longer had a watch.
"Holy shit Harry, it's six ("Huh") in the morning."
Harry wasn't sure what time Dudley had come into his room but he guessed it was a round midnight.
"Man, we've been up all night."
Dudley stretched, then yawned.
"Come on then Mr Celebrity, we ain't gonna get any sleep now. We'll get started on your training and go for a run. Better to start sooner than later."
"Sure got nothing else to do anyway."
"Later on I'll get my mum to take us to the mall, you need a haircut, and some new clothes."
Harry laughed at this. He got up and had a look in the mirror. He ran his hand through his hair and it stuck up every which way.
"I guess you're right, but we gotta go to Diagon Alley first so I can get some cash and some new books."
".diagonally, cash, new books. What the hell are you talking about man."
Harry smiled at him.
"Just what and see."
"Whatever, see ya downstairs in five."
Dudley went back to his room to get changed. Harry chucked on some shorts, a singlet and some shoes, then went downstairs. Dudley was already waiting. They moved out the door to the front yard, then jogged off down the street.
They ran the half mile to the park, then stopped and stretched. Dudley was puffing hard.
"Harry.huff.next time we'll. just go as far as Mrs Figg's place."
Harry laughed.
"Don't be useless man. Now get off your ass so we can go home."
A/N: Like it? Tell me. Don't like it? So what, then don't read it. Next chapter will be up some day.