Having Fun

Harry woke up that day when he heard Dudley knock his door. He went and opened the door. Dudley was awake by now and had lost quite a lot of weight. The previous day he had been only 110 pounds.

"what?" asked Harry in a drowsy manner. "it's ten" replied Dudley.

Harry changed and went to the dining table with his homework. This year when Harry had returned from Hogwarts, he had heard Dudley complaining about lots of homework on myths and legends. Harry took advantage of the situation and offered Dudley to help him if he would get permission for Harry to do his homework along with him. To Harry's surprise they had actually agreed.

They ate breakfast then Harry and Dudley began with their work. After about 3 hours of writing a horrible boring assignment on the giants revolt of 1893, Harry was finished with his work. He was really tired so he was thinking about going up and reading the book Hermione had given him, when an owl came through the window.

It dropped a letter and flew away. Harry took the letter and read it.

Mr. Potter My sources tell me that there might be an attack on your house. Though I have put quite a few protective charms on the house and yourself as a last measure of precaution I here by give you permission to use magic outside the magical world as from your fifteenth birthday.

Albus Dumbledore

Harry read and reread the letter for a few times and then ran up to his room where he created a magical fire in the fire place and sat down on a chair. After about five minutes Dudley came in. they just sat there and spoke for a while. Harry told Dudley about his special permission and about his adventures with Ron and Hermione. Harry and Dudley had developed a special friendship while they were working together.

At around 7 Dudley basked Harry if he would like to come for supper. "whats cooking" Harry asked.

"something that smells horrible." Dudley replied.

"want a burger"

"yeh"

Harry magically conjured some burgers and they ate peacefully.

The rest of the vacation went eventless unless if you count Harry and Dudley tearing down the house with magic.

It was only a fortnight before the first of September when Harry remembered he had to go to Diagon alley.

He talked with his aunt and uncle and it was decided that he would be traveling by flew powder. (the Weaslys had given him some for traveling.) He was to leave on the twenty first.

Harry had packed everything shrunk his trunk and put a few essentials in his back pack and was ready to leave. He threw the flew powder in the fire place, stepped in and yelled Diagon alley. The next minute he stepped in front of Tom the bartender.