a/n-I was a little disappointed with OotP and with things that didn't show
up in the book-warning: if you didn't read OotP or haven't finished yet do
not read this fic-it gives away the book
disclaimer-I do not own anything, the characters and such all belong to JKR **************************************************************************** *******************
The Summer After the Order
Chapter One-A Surprising Start
Harry just awoke after rather a shocking dream, he wasn't having visions of the long corridor anymore, but now about weird hook ups involving his close friends. In this particular dream Hermione and Draco were the victims and Harry was encouraging their relationship. Harry sat up in his bed and thought hard about what he dreamt, 'how could I encourage 'mione and draco dating? ugh-just the thought of it is nasty'
His thoughts where disturbed by someone's hand, it looked mostly like Aunt Petunia's, sliding something under his door, it looked like a letter. Harry was surprised that it had not been opened, and he looked at who the sender was-it was Hermione. 'of course, no one else would be using snail mail except Hermione, but why didn't she just send an owl?' His question was answered later on in her letter:
Harry- How has your summer been so far? Mine has been okay I guess. I'm going to the burrow tomorrow to stay with Ron and Ginny because they offered. I'm sure someone will be over to pick you up sometime soon and bring you to us. I knew you'd be wondering why I sent this letter to you by using muggle post, but it's far safer than sending an owl. The postmen don't care to open the letter unless it feels like it has money or anything in it. Keep in touch and I'm sure Ron and I will be seeing you rather soon.
Love from,
Hermione
Hermione's letter took a load off of Harry's chest, he'd been wondering how long he'd have to stay at the Dursley's this year, and he had been most anxious to get away from Dudley, over the summer he developed a taste for alcohol and after he had a long night of drinking he somehow found his way up to Harry's room and mistook Harry for one of his best mates. Harry wanted to write back to her to ask her when and who'd be picking him up, but Hermione hadn't put a return address on the envelope and he knew that Hermione lived rather far away, he also wondered how her letter had gotten there so quickly, especially since she sent it by muggle post. He read the letter once more before stowing it away in his desk drawer and getting out a fresh piece of parchment, quill and ink, he decided to just write her a letter and send it to her owl post and ask her to send him the details through muggle post. Right before his quill hit the parchment, he heard Aunt Petunia calling everyone for breakfast. He put down the quill and set his things inside a drawer and went down to breakfast.
He saw Dudley slumped in a chair with his hands over his face, blocking out any light from the lamp that hung above the table, he obviously had a migraine from his previous night of drinking. Harry didn't care how he felt, he was just happy that Dudley hadn't wandered up to his room last night.
"What'll it be for you Harry?" his aunt asked him
"Wha? You actually are considering asking me what I want?"
"Shush your mouth boy, I'll tell you later..." Aunt Petunia replied. She scooped some eggs and bacon onto his plate and went back to the stove.
Harry's uncle wasn't at the table that morning; he was busy at work already even before Harry had woken. Harry was rather pleased at this, so he wouldn't have to sit through another one of his long speeches about how he'd kill Harry if he reported him to the people who had confronted him while he was picking Harry up from Kings Cross.
After Harry had finished eating he was made his way upstairs to start his letter to Hermione, he had just written 'Dear Hermione' when he heard a soft knock at his door. Harry jumped up from his chair and made opened the door, it was his Aunt Petunia.
"Harry, I wanted to talk to you about something..." she led Harry to sit on his bed while she pulled up his chair that he'd been using previously at his desk. "I just want to let you know that I don't want you to be worried at what Vernon has been saying to you these past days, he won't kill you if you say anything. I was just about to confront him about you leaving for your friends' house when he bustled off to work this morning. Your school teacher has informed me of some people coming to pick you up from here in a few days, and I just wanted to let you know that I want you to leave..to be happy with your friends"
Harry's eyes bulged out in shock as he heard this coming from his aunt, who had made no effort to slack off on how much she had let Dudley torture him the first 15 years of his life. 'Why the hell is she being so nice to me and letting me go to Ron's house without argument?'
"A group of people will be picking you up in two days and I'll make sure Vernon isn't home when they come, I can't stand any more arguments happening in this house."
"why are you being so nice to me?!?" Harry said once she had finished talking
"oh..well...you see, I received a letter today from one of the people who'd be picking you up. And I also had spoken with your headmaster about summer plans....so....I'm just going to let you go-I don't want anymore fighting between you and Dudley to happen.."
Her explanation wasn't good enough for Harry, but he just wanted her to leave so he would be able to write to Hermione and Ron telling them the good news.
Harry's aunt left shortly after she had heard a sound that sounded like Dudley had fallen over in the kitchen, she let out a scream and rushed downstairs.
Harry, once again, took out his parchment, quill and ink bottle from his desk and started writing a letter to Hermione first,
Dear Hermione, GOOD NEWS...
**************************************************************************** ************* a/n--so there's the first chapter-not as good as the rest of the fic will be-so hold your pants on for the update!-r/r!!
disclaimer-I do not own anything, the characters and such all belong to JKR **************************************************************************** *******************
The Summer After the Order
Chapter One-A Surprising Start
Harry just awoke after rather a shocking dream, he wasn't having visions of the long corridor anymore, but now about weird hook ups involving his close friends. In this particular dream Hermione and Draco were the victims and Harry was encouraging their relationship. Harry sat up in his bed and thought hard about what he dreamt, 'how could I encourage 'mione and draco dating? ugh-just the thought of it is nasty'
His thoughts where disturbed by someone's hand, it looked mostly like Aunt Petunia's, sliding something under his door, it looked like a letter. Harry was surprised that it had not been opened, and he looked at who the sender was-it was Hermione. 'of course, no one else would be using snail mail except Hermione, but why didn't she just send an owl?' His question was answered later on in her letter:
Harry- How has your summer been so far? Mine has been okay I guess. I'm going to the burrow tomorrow to stay with Ron and Ginny because they offered. I'm sure someone will be over to pick you up sometime soon and bring you to us. I knew you'd be wondering why I sent this letter to you by using muggle post, but it's far safer than sending an owl. The postmen don't care to open the letter unless it feels like it has money or anything in it. Keep in touch and I'm sure Ron and I will be seeing you rather soon.
Love from,
Hermione
Hermione's letter took a load off of Harry's chest, he'd been wondering how long he'd have to stay at the Dursley's this year, and he had been most anxious to get away from Dudley, over the summer he developed a taste for alcohol and after he had a long night of drinking he somehow found his way up to Harry's room and mistook Harry for one of his best mates. Harry wanted to write back to her to ask her when and who'd be picking him up, but Hermione hadn't put a return address on the envelope and he knew that Hermione lived rather far away, he also wondered how her letter had gotten there so quickly, especially since she sent it by muggle post. He read the letter once more before stowing it away in his desk drawer and getting out a fresh piece of parchment, quill and ink, he decided to just write her a letter and send it to her owl post and ask her to send him the details through muggle post. Right before his quill hit the parchment, he heard Aunt Petunia calling everyone for breakfast. He put down the quill and set his things inside a drawer and went down to breakfast.
He saw Dudley slumped in a chair with his hands over his face, blocking out any light from the lamp that hung above the table, he obviously had a migraine from his previous night of drinking. Harry didn't care how he felt, he was just happy that Dudley hadn't wandered up to his room last night.
"What'll it be for you Harry?" his aunt asked him
"Wha? You actually are considering asking me what I want?"
"Shush your mouth boy, I'll tell you later..." Aunt Petunia replied. She scooped some eggs and bacon onto his plate and went back to the stove.
Harry's uncle wasn't at the table that morning; he was busy at work already even before Harry had woken. Harry was rather pleased at this, so he wouldn't have to sit through another one of his long speeches about how he'd kill Harry if he reported him to the people who had confronted him while he was picking Harry up from Kings Cross.
After Harry had finished eating he was made his way upstairs to start his letter to Hermione, he had just written 'Dear Hermione' when he heard a soft knock at his door. Harry jumped up from his chair and made opened the door, it was his Aunt Petunia.
"Harry, I wanted to talk to you about something..." she led Harry to sit on his bed while she pulled up his chair that he'd been using previously at his desk. "I just want to let you know that I don't want you to be worried at what Vernon has been saying to you these past days, he won't kill you if you say anything. I was just about to confront him about you leaving for your friends' house when he bustled off to work this morning. Your school teacher has informed me of some people coming to pick you up from here in a few days, and I just wanted to let you know that I want you to leave..to be happy with your friends"
Harry's eyes bulged out in shock as he heard this coming from his aunt, who had made no effort to slack off on how much she had let Dudley torture him the first 15 years of his life. 'Why the hell is she being so nice to me and letting me go to Ron's house without argument?'
"A group of people will be picking you up in two days and I'll make sure Vernon isn't home when they come, I can't stand any more arguments happening in this house."
"why are you being so nice to me?!?" Harry said once she had finished talking
"oh..well...you see, I received a letter today from one of the people who'd be picking you up. And I also had spoken with your headmaster about summer plans....so....I'm just going to let you go-I don't want anymore fighting between you and Dudley to happen.."
Her explanation wasn't good enough for Harry, but he just wanted her to leave so he would be able to write to Hermione and Ron telling them the good news.
Harry's aunt left shortly after she had heard a sound that sounded like Dudley had fallen over in the kitchen, she let out a scream and rushed downstairs.
Harry, once again, took out his parchment, quill and ink bottle from his desk and started writing a letter to Hermione first,
Dear Hermione, GOOD NEWS...
**************************************************************************** ************* a/n--so there's the first chapter-not as good as the rest of the fic will be-so hold your pants on for the update!-r/r!!