Hey it's me again. If you haven't figured this out yet that I suck at editing, that's pretty sad. That's why I have a co-author and a co-co- author. And I write a lot cuz I don't like to sit around doing nothing so that's why I'm always on the comp or on the PS2. (I really like video games). Anyway now a word from the idiot.

Chapter 8

Harry's Letter

"Harry, your not allowed to use magic outside of school!" Ron yelled.

"Oop's, I forgot," Harry replied. "I hope I don't have to go to court again, that was fuckin horrible."

"Well you probably will have to cause a lot of muggles probably saw a suit case flying through the air," Ron answered. "Unless the ministry of magic didn't see it."

"Hopefully your right. Well we'll just have to wait and see." Harry replied. "Well let's do somethin while we're waiting."

"All right," Fred butted in. "How about."

"Wizards chess!" Ron exclaimed. "I haven't played Harry in ages."

"Yea, I got to kick Ron's ass like I always do," Harry said.

"Bring it on bitch!" Ron retorted.

"RONALD WEASLEY!" Mrs. Weasley screamed. "You are not allowed to use that language in our home!"

"Sorry mum I kinda forgot," Ron apologized. "Well let's go, Harry. I want to see you back up your mouth."

"All righty then." Harry answered. Harry and Ron went inside to the table. Ron went to the cupboard and pulled out the chessboard. "I'm white!" Harry called.

"I don't care I'm still gonna whip ya." Ron remarked. "Now go before I get angry. You wont like me when I'm angry." Harry played remarkably well considering that He hasn't played for the whole summer.

They played for almost 2 hours and then heard Mrs. Weasley "Harry there's a letter here for you."

"Uh oh!" Harry said. "It's probably the ministry of magic complaining about me using magic." Harry got up and went to get his letter.

"Good luck!" Ron called as Harry left the room.