Ch.1
Harry's Question
Harry woke to another bad day at the Dursleys. He had a throbbing headache from the dream that he had. He couldn't remember the dream he only knew that Lord Voldemort was in it. He wanted to write to Sirius but that could wait, he had other fish to fry. Today he was going to ask the Dursleys if he could go shopping with Hermione and Ron. He went down stairs and found the Dursleys and Aunt Marge to his surprise was sitting at the dinning table eating breakfast. Mr. Dursley looked up from the newspaper he was reading. "Don't just stand there bring me more coffee boy." "Oh for a minuet I thought you got rid of that wretched boy," said Marge. Harry walked away to get Uncle Vernon his coffee. "Hey while you're at it make me some more pancakes," said Dudley. Harry was fuming but he tried to contain himself.
After breakfast Harry went to confront Uncle Vernon. "Um, can I speak to you for a minute" said Harry. "What do you want?" said Uncle Vernon mad at Harry's questioning. "I was wondering if I could go to London to shop with my friends." "With what you have no money and don't expect me to give you any." I-I I know I just want to go and hang out." Harry lied he didn't want Uncle Vernon to know about his money. "They will take me for the rest of the holiday" added Harry hoping that would help his chances. Harry watched Uncle Vernon ponder on that last note. Finally Uncle Vernon came up with an answer, it was yes. Harry was over the moon he was going to go send Ron an owl right away. "Thank you". "When will you be leaving then"? "Today at noon."
Up in his room Harry was busy writing to Ron When Pig, Ron's owl came flying through the window. Harry grabbed the letter from Pig with difficulty. The letter read:
Harry I have something to tell you don't tell Hermione, please.
I don't know why I feel this way I have feelings for her.
Ron
Harry dropped the letter in shock. Harry would never have though Ron would say it. He immediately picked up his letter and wrote back to Ron:
Oh my gosh Ron I wont tell finally you tell me
Harry
Harry sent that with Hedwig because she had been idle. He watched her and Pig fly away. Then he started packing.
Harry's Question
Harry woke to another bad day at the Dursleys. He had a throbbing headache from the dream that he had. He couldn't remember the dream he only knew that Lord Voldemort was in it. He wanted to write to Sirius but that could wait, he had other fish to fry. Today he was going to ask the Dursleys if he could go shopping with Hermione and Ron. He went down stairs and found the Dursleys and Aunt Marge to his surprise was sitting at the dinning table eating breakfast. Mr. Dursley looked up from the newspaper he was reading. "Don't just stand there bring me more coffee boy." "Oh for a minuet I thought you got rid of that wretched boy," said Marge. Harry walked away to get Uncle Vernon his coffee. "Hey while you're at it make me some more pancakes," said Dudley. Harry was fuming but he tried to contain himself.
After breakfast Harry went to confront Uncle Vernon. "Um, can I speak to you for a minute" said Harry. "What do you want?" said Uncle Vernon mad at Harry's questioning. "I was wondering if I could go to London to shop with my friends." "With what you have no money and don't expect me to give you any." I-I I know I just want to go and hang out." Harry lied he didn't want Uncle Vernon to know about his money. "They will take me for the rest of the holiday" added Harry hoping that would help his chances. Harry watched Uncle Vernon ponder on that last note. Finally Uncle Vernon came up with an answer, it was yes. Harry was over the moon he was going to go send Ron an owl right away. "Thank you". "When will you be leaving then"? "Today at noon."
Up in his room Harry was busy writing to Ron When Pig, Ron's owl came flying through the window. Harry grabbed the letter from Pig with difficulty. The letter read:
Harry I have something to tell you don't tell Hermione, please.
I don't know why I feel this way I have feelings for her.
Ron
Harry dropped the letter in shock. Harry would never have though Ron would say it. He immediately picked up his letter and wrote back to Ron:
Oh my gosh Ron I wont tell finally you tell me
Harry
Harry sent that with Hedwig because she had been idle. He watched her and Pig fly away. Then he started packing.