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Jori WinterThanks for the Constructive Criticism! I'll be sure to try it out!
are thoughts; ##### is change of point of view but at the same time
Chapter 2: Breakfast With the Dursleys
Harry awoke with a tingling in his stomach. Uncle Vernon woke him by yelling his name from downstairs wanting to know where his breakfast was. Normally Harry would have been mad at this but the news of his godfather ensured that he would not be sad or mad or anything else but happy for a long while. He dressed quickly, putting on his muggle-clothes and shoes. When he reached the door on his way downstairs, he heard the familiar tap tap on his bedroom window. He looked out and saw what look like a ministry owl. Ohh, boy. What did I do now? He opened his window to a leg with a letter attached to it. He tore off the letter and the owl flew away.
Dear Students,
The law that prevents you from using magic because of Underage Magic has been changed. The new age is sixteen. Students may take the apparation test at anytime only if you are sixteen. The law still applies that says you may not misuse the magic, of course.
Ministry
Harry was astounded. He could do magic now anytime he wanted! He couldn't wait to try it out on the Dursleys.... He could hear it now if Hermione had heard him say that. Harry! You know you mustn't misuse the privilege! That reminded him. Didn't a letter drop a letter last night in the yard?
Harry changed his path to lead outside instead of Vernon. He looked around. Where is it? Harry thought. There it was! It was stuck in between the house and a bush. He went over to it and grabbed it not bothering to open it just yet. He walked back inside the house and went into the kitchen.
"Where have you been, boy?" Uncle Vernon boomed.
"I was retrieving a letter that fell from my window last night," Harry said knowing fully well how mad Uncle Vernon would get knowing that he was sending letters again.
"Letter? What letter? Give it to me!" Uncle Vernon said.
"You said you wanted breakfast, right?" Harry said ignoring Uncle Vernon's demand.
"Yes, but-"
"Good. Hmm. How about some eggs, bacon, toast, pancakes, muffins, sausage, and an omelet? Does that sound good? Here, Incanto Breakfast!" Harry said flicking his wand. A lush breakfast of everything he had said appeared on the table in front of them. Dudley's jaw dropped as he stared. "Oops, I forgot. We are all on a diet. Reducio!" The meal vanished. He put his wand away and threw a grapefruit from a bowl next to him on the table. "There ya go."
"Why'd you do that," Dudley asked.
"I'm sorry. Do what," Harry said sarcastically.
"Make it all go away! Make it come back! Why haven't you been doing that before?" Dudley's face was pure rage, and Harry felt delight coarse through him, though he was careful to hide it.
"Because I wasn't allowed to use magic then."
"What do you mean 'then'?" Uncle Vernon bellowed.
"It just came. I can use magic now whenever I want. The Ministry of Magic wrote to all the students at Hogwarts that sixteen and above can use magic anytime now." said Harry ignoring his aunt and uncle's furious look of him mentioning the school he went to.
"Liar," Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia said together.
"No I'm not. Here is the letter. But I don't care. You believe what you want to believe."
"Let me see that, boy!" Uncle Vernon said. Harry didn't even try to stop him. He read the letter all the while his face turning purple. "You are not going to be doing magic in this house boy!" said Uncle Vernon advancing on him.
Harry pulled his wand out of his back pocket and leveled it with Uncle Vernon. "Or what? You will threaten me? You can't send me away. Don't think I've forgotten about your little promise with Dumbledore, Aunt Petunia. And besides, I'm going with my friends soon, so I'll be leaving your miserable place until next year. Then I will be able to apparate, so you won't be able to keep me out of the house longer than 10 seconds."
"And what the ruddy hell is apparating?" Uncle Vernon asked.
"It is when I can make myself basically teleport from place to place. Oh, and did I mention that my god father, Sirius Black did indeed not die?" He saw his uncles face pale, and bit back the urge to let a smile of victory on his face. "Yeah, so looks like you guys have a lot to worry about now, don't you? I mean, I can do magic whenever I want, my murdering godfather did not die, and I am not afraid of you anymore." Vernon didn't say anything. Instead it was Aunt Petunia that said something.
"Y-you're getting those friends of yours to take you away?"
"Yes I am. I don't know when, but I expect that I will be getting an owl from them any time now."
"Tell them that you will be going over there, but they must not come over here. You will make a meeting place and you will go there. How is that?" Aunt Petunia asked, desperately. "I do not want another episode like the last time they came over," she said clearly still able to remember when George and Fred left behind a Ton Tounge Toffee on the floor. Dudley ate it and his Tounge got 2 feet longer than supposed to.
"How about Ron comes here by floo powder, and he takes me back with him?" Harry asked.
"Fine, but only if the neighbors don't get a stir," she said.
At that moment an owl flew in from the chimney so fast it couldn't climb back up to not hit the floor. It slammed the ground hard and you could hear the thump. Soot flew out of the chimney and swirled around the entrance like smoke. When it cleared, the owl got back up it flew over to Harry who recognized the owl as Pig. He took Ron's letter and read it.
Dear Harry,
Are you serious?! Snuffles is back! Yeah, mate! Can't wait to see 'em again! And we will be coming by Floo to pick you up tomorrow at 9:00 in the morning, only it'll just be Ginny coming. See you soon!
Ron
"Well, looks like they aren't coming for me after all. Guess you will have to deal with me for another month and a half," He lied, trying to grin at their stupid expressions.
"W-w-whadda, mean boy? They better get you!," Vernon blubbered, and Harry lost his demeanor. He started laughing and Uncle Vernon's expression of pure rage at being laughed at only made him laugh harder.
"I'm...just..kidding...," Harry said, in between gasps. He flew up to his room, calling over his shoulder. "They are coming tomorrow!"
Authors Notes: Hey guys! Keep the reviews coming! Not too long of Chapters but I expect they will progress as the plot thickens. I don't think that I will be posting a chapter a day like I did this time but I will keep it quick
Jori WinterThanks for the Constructive Criticism! I'll be sure to try it out!
are thoughts; ##### is change of point of view but at the same time
Chapter 2: Breakfast With the Dursleys
Harry awoke with a tingling in his stomach. Uncle Vernon woke him by yelling his name from downstairs wanting to know where his breakfast was. Normally Harry would have been mad at this but the news of his godfather ensured that he would not be sad or mad or anything else but happy for a long while. He dressed quickly, putting on his muggle-clothes and shoes. When he reached the door on his way downstairs, he heard the familiar tap tap on his bedroom window. He looked out and saw what look like a ministry owl. Ohh, boy. What did I do now? He opened his window to a leg with a letter attached to it. He tore off the letter and the owl flew away.
Dear Students,
The law that prevents you from using magic because of Underage Magic has been changed. The new age is sixteen. Students may take the apparation test at anytime only if you are sixteen. The law still applies that says you may not misuse the magic, of course.
Ministry
Harry was astounded. He could do magic now anytime he wanted! He couldn't wait to try it out on the Dursleys.... He could hear it now if Hermione had heard him say that. Harry! You know you mustn't misuse the privilege! That reminded him. Didn't a letter drop a letter last night in the yard?
Harry changed his path to lead outside instead of Vernon. He looked around. Where is it? Harry thought. There it was! It was stuck in between the house and a bush. He went over to it and grabbed it not bothering to open it just yet. He walked back inside the house and went into the kitchen.
"Where have you been, boy?" Uncle Vernon boomed.
"I was retrieving a letter that fell from my window last night," Harry said knowing fully well how mad Uncle Vernon would get knowing that he was sending letters again.
"Letter? What letter? Give it to me!" Uncle Vernon said.
"You said you wanted breakfast, right?" Harry said ignoring Uncle Vernon's demand.
"Yes, but-"
"Good. Hmm. How about some eggs, bacon, toast, pancakes, muffins, sausage, and an omelet? Does that sound good? Here, Incanto Breakfast!" Harry said flicking his wand. A lush breakfast of everything he had said appeared on the table in front of them. Dudley's jaw dropped as he stared. "Oops, I forgot. We are all on a diet. Reducio!" The meal vanished. He put his wand away and threw a grapefruit from a bowl next to him on the table. "There ya go."
"Why'd you do that," Dudley asked.
"I'm sorry. Do what," Harry said sarcastically.
"Make it all go away! Make it come back! Why haven't you been doing that before?" Dudley's face was pure rage, and Harry felt delight coarse through him, though he was careful to hide it.
"Because I wasn't allowed to use magic then."
"What do you mean 'then'?" Uncle Vernon bellowed.
"It just came. I can use magic now whenever I want. The Ministry of Magic wrote to all the students at Hogwarts that sixteen and above can use magic anytime now." said Harry ignoring his aunt and uncle's furious look of him mentioning the school he went to.
"Liar," Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia said together.
"No I'm not. Here is the letter. But I don't care. You believe what you want to believe."
"Let me see that, boy!" Uncle Vernon said. Harry didn't even try to stop him. He read the letter all the while his face turning purple. "You are not going to be doing magic in this house boy!" said Uncle Vernon advancing on him.
Harry pulled his wand out of his back pocket and leveled it with Uncle Vernon. "Or what? You will threaten me? You can't send me away. Don't think I've forgotten about your little promise with Dumbledore, Aunt Petunia. And besides, I'm going with my friends soon, so I'll be leaving your miserable place until next year. Then I will be able to apparate, so you won't be able to keep me out of the house longer than 10 seconds."
"And what the ruddy hell is apparating?" Uncle Vernon asked.
"It is when I can make myself basically teleport from place to place. Oh, and did I mention that my god father, Sirius Black did indeed not die?" He saw his uncles face pale, and bit back the urge to let a smile of victory on his face. "Yeah, so looks like you guys have a lot to worry about now, don't you? I mean, I can do magic whenever I want, my murdering godfather did not die, and I am not afraid of you anymore." Vernon didn't say anything. Instead it was Aunt Petunia that said something.
"Y-you're getting those friends of yours to take you away?"
"Yes I am. I don't know when, but I expect that I will be getting an owl from them any time now."
"Tell them that you will be going over there, but they must not come over here. You will make a meeting place and you will go there. How is that?" Aunt Petunia asked, desperately. "I do not want another episode like the last time they came over," she said clearly still able to remember when George and Fred left behind a Ton Tounge Toffee on the floor. Dudley ate it and his Tounge got 2 feet longer than supposed to.
"How about Ron comes here by floo powder, and he takes me back with him?" Harry asked.
"Fine, but only if the neighbors don't get a stir," she said.
At that moment an owl flew in from the chimney so fast it couldn't climb back up to not hit the floor. It slammed the ground hard and you could hear the thump. Soot flew out of the chimney and swirled around the entrance like smoke. When it cleared, the owl got back up it flew over to Harry who recognized the owl as Pig. He took Ron's letter and read it.
Dear Harry,
Are you serious?! Snuffles is back! Yeah, mate! Can't wait to see 'em again! And we will be coming by Floo to pick you up tomorrow at 9:00 in the morning, only it'll just be Ginny coming. See you soon!
Ron
"Well, looks like they aren't coming for me after all. Guess you will have to deal with me for another month and a half," He lied, trying to grin at their stupid expressions.
"W-w-whadda, mean boy? They better get you!," Vernon blubbered, and Harry lost his demeanor. He started laughing and Uncle Vernon's expression of pure rage at being laughed at only made him laugh harder.
"I'm...just..kidding...," Harry said, in between gasps. He flew up to his room, calling over his shoulder. "They are coming tomorrow!"
Authors Notes: Hey guys! Keep the reviews coming! Not too long of Chapters but I expect they will progress as the plot thickens. I don't think that I will be posting a chapter a day like I did this time but I will keep it quick