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Dear
Diary,
This is my last entry before going off to Hogwarts. I still have a lot of
packing left to do so I guess my next entry will be from Hogwarts. I'm so
excited for having the chance to go there!! I'm just so thrilled!! Only bad
thing about going away to school is that I know I'm going to miss my family so
much... mostly my mom. She's been thru a lot in her life and it scares me to
think that I will too. Well I am aware that my 'condition' is not going
to get any better at Hogwarts but, lets face it, I've been dreaming about going
to a school like that for my whole life!!
I hope I meet nicer people over there too, given the fact that everybody here
thinks I'm a total freak… well, at least this 'freak' is going to Hogwarts. Ahh! Such a 'scandal'
when they found out I got the letter and none of them did; when their parents
found out that the 'Strange Muggle Lover' was invited to spend a year at
Hogwarts and none of their "perfect 'babies'" were. My, my, my…Jealousy is such
a burden, isn't it? Whatever… all I know is that I'm going… and they're not.
And don't get me wrong; I am going to miss some things about home but, although
Hogwarts is so far away from here, I know I'm going to like it (if not love it)
there. Well, at least I hope I do…
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Just like all good things in life, when one is really enjoying a moment, time seems to go by much faster than usual. So, before Harry knew it; it was time to go back "home". Harry picked up the things he bought and settled them in the trunk of the Ministry car.
"Bye Harry!! See you on the Hogwarts Express!" Hermione hugged him tightly and
Harry hugged back and smiled at her.
"Time to go, Harry." Lupin said while his eyes wondered to both sides of the muggle street.
"Okay…" –turning to Hermione- "Good bye Hermione." He entered the car and it
took off shortly afterwards.
The ride back to the Dursleys' was as quiet as the ride to Diagon Alley. Ron
just kept looking over at Harry and back to the floor. The silence was just too
awkward for Harry to tolerate.
"What was going on with you and Hermione, anyways?" Harry asked low enough so
only Ron could hear him. Ron instantly blushed and answered defensively and
very quickly.
"Nothing is going on. Who told you something was going on? I don't like her if
that's what you're trying to say. Did she say something about me?" Ron breathed
in a quick and unstable way after saying/asking all this in less than 5
seconds.
Harry raised an eyebrow and looked over at Lupin, who had the same expression
on his face.
" Ron. Mate. Calm down… It was just a question…" -Harry answered him in a
relaxing voice- "I wasn't saying that you liked her or anything… I was
just wondering what the deal between you two was."
Ron looked very tense, but still managed to talk slower and calmer than before.
"What do you mean?"
"Well you two acted rather odd around each other… that's it… I mean you blushed
every time she talked to you…not to mention when she kissed your cheek…"
Ron blushed again. "I was not blushing!" He smiled nervously. Harry could have
sworn that he saw his eye twitch for a second.
"Whatever you say, mate." Harry shook his head and sighed.
Seconds after this the car came to a halt. Harry did not want to leave the car
but he wasn't about to have a 'tantrum' about it either. He got out of the car
sadly and took his things from the trunk of the car.
"Well… See you on Sunday, Harry…" Said Ron as they shook hands. He still looked
somewhat tense, but managed to conceal his nerves.
"Yeah… See you then…" There was an obvious note of melancholy in his voice.
"Harry, tell your uncle he wont have to be taking you to the
train station on Sunday. We'll be picking you up… for…erm… security
measures. I'm sure that you understand…" Said Lupin as he shook hands with
Harry.
Harry just nodded. Mrs. Weasley came over to him and hugged him tightly.
"Only one day, Harry dear; and you'll be back at Hogwarts with your friends."
She smiled warmly at him and he forced a smile. "I'm sorry we didn't have time
to go to Fred and George's shop today. I know you were looking forward to
visiting it…but there will be a next time." She gave him a kiss on the cheek
and followed him to the door.
Harry opened the door slowly and entered the house. He turned around and closed
the door quickly after saying one last: "Goodbye." He felt sad for being back
at the Dursleys' but it was for only one more day…
He turned around as soon as he had closed the front door. The house was as quiet as ever...– They must be asleep. - Harry thought as he started to make his way up the stairs.
He decided to take off his shoes because he didn't want to wake up the
Dursleys' if they were already asleep – not out of consideration- but
just in case they felt like bothering him about getting home "late". I'll
just deal with them in the morning… Harry thought as he took off his socks.
The landing was very dark, as the night had fallen a couple of hours before. He
had to be careful not no walk on any of the steps that creaked… or make any
noise for that matter. But it was too late. Just when he was at the top of the
stairs, he made an abrupt turn to enter his room causing the little toe of his
right foot to get slammed against the edge of the wall.
The next thing that happened… he could not avoid.
"OOUUCHH!!! OHHH!! Bloody… HELL!!!" He jumped up and down on his left foot and
grabbed his right one with both hands.
Because of the jumping on one leg, plus the moaning and groaning; Harry lost
his balance making his rear land on the cold, hard floor with a loud thud.
Perfect… first my toe… now my tailbone.
The door to the master bedroom opened quickly and out of it came Uncle Vernon
and Aunt Petunia; looking as if the town had been taken over by aliens.
"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?!" Bellowed Uncle Vernon at Harry, who was
still sitting on the floor, now rubbing his injured toe.
Harry looked up at Vernon who was wringing his arms around in a mad-like
manner, then at a bewildered looking Aunt Petunia, whose hair was coming out of
her rollers in a very strange way.
"Sorry… I just hit myself coming upstairs…" said Harry finally standing up.
"Sorry??? SORRY?!!? ARE YOU TRYING AND MAKING US HAVE A HEART ATTACK ON
PURPOSE?!?! WELL OF COURSE YOU ARE! YOU INCONSIDERATE, FILTHY LITTLE BOY!!"
Harry, now undoubtedly annoyed and angry, straightened up.
"First," -he started with a soft yet dangerous voice-"the name is Harry. Not
'you inconsiderate, filthy, little boy'. Secondly, I recall already saying I
was sorry. Okay?!"
He had an unusually good day until now, and he certainly didn't need them to
ruin it. He entered his room and closed the door behind him with a snap;
leaving a near-mad looking Vernon and a stunned Petunia, looking at each other
with raised eyebrows.
As he settled down on his bed, he was surprised to hear loud
snoring coming from the room next to his.
"Honestly…" Harry said as he shook his head. How was it that Dudley didn't wake
up after all of Uncle Vernon's screaming and shouting?
"Well.." -Harry said to himself-"Dudley
has always been a heavy sleeper…"This as his last thought, he drifted
off to blissful sleep…or so it seemed…
