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CH 2 Oops, Accident
Harry woke up early the next morning, to find himself yet again floating in the air. With a deep breath he concentrated on getting back down before his aunt started to bang on his door.
/Maybe I could try to find some way to stop this. I can't fall asleep at Hogwarts knowing that I'll find myself floating again the next morning. Hah, being Harry Potter is a pain in the ass./ Harry thought losing his focus and falling onto the floor with a 'thud'. He sat up and rubbed his bottom. "That hurt." "Harry! Harry are you up yet!"
/Aunt Petunia, the morning person./ Harry thought. /Her shrill voice could wake up a deaf person./ "I'm up Aunt Petunia!" He yelled and scrammbled to pick up his clothes that were scattered around the room. /Hmm I don't remember the room being this messy when I went to bed./ Before he could ponder on that one, his aunt decided to show up on the door again. "Get up! We have shopping to do today!"
"Do I have to go." Harry said opening the door to find his aunt glaring at him. He glared back into her eyes. He had grown a couple of inches over the summer and was as tall as his aunt, maybe a few centimeters taller.
"Yes. Now hurry up and get down to eat. Oh and when we get back, I want you to clean that room of yours. Looks like a twister passed through it." His aunt snapped. /Yea right and you're just wishing that it took me with it./ Harry thought again.
"Come on. Come on! Hurry up!" "Mum what is the hurry?" Dudley asked as he and Harry practically ran after her, well in Dudley's case, waddled.
"There is a sale going on and I want to get there to make sure I get something good." Petunia had slowed down a little but not enough so that they could walk normally. "Why did I have to come?" Harry asked again. "Because I wanted you to come. You need new clothes anyway so I thought today would be best." Petunia said. Harry stopped and stared at his aunt. Petunia stopped and turned around and stared back at him as if she had just realized what she had said. Harry could see the turmoil going on. He /felt/ the turmoil going on with her. "Aunt Petunia, why are you buying me the clothes? Usually I get Dudley's old ones." Harry asked, he still didn't get over the shock. Petunia looked a little uncomfortable, but when Harry thought she was going to tell him. He was disappointed when she turned around and walked even faster then before. Harry turned to Dudley. Dudley just glared back at him and without a word followed his mother. Harry stared after the two. /What is going on here?/ He shrugged at the unanswered question and walked, this time more slowly after them.
When Harry caught up with them, Aunt Petunia already had a hand ful of clothes, surprisingly all Harry's size. When Harry looked up at her, he swore that he saw pain in her eyes. Why? Harry was about to question her, but something behind him told him to wait. Harry turned around. /What's going on./
"Everybody together and in a corner, NOW!" Yelled the voice over everybody's chatter. Harry felt his aunt freeze with fright and stare dumbly at the men in the masks at the front of the store.
"Well you heard what he said, DOWN!" Another guy with him yelled. At that moment Harry felt a tug on his shirt and he stumbbled after his aunt. "Be quiet you two, don't make a sound." She hissed at them.
"Mum, Harry can use his-his-uh-." Dudley trailed off when he saw the look his mother gave him. If looks could kill, Dudley would've been dead and buried. Harry knew what Dudley wanted to say. He wanted Harry to use his magic. Even Harry didn't think that that was a bad idea. He was getting good at all the magic he had being doing over the summer without the Ministry finding out. His wandless magic wasn't bad and he could fix things with a blink of an eye. /Maybe Dudley's isn't as thick as I thought./
"Harry don't you even think about that!" He was brought back to the present by his aunt grabbing his arm to pull him back down to the floor. Harry had still to notice that he was rising into the air. His aunt had gasped and let go of him. "Harry please don't do this, I don't want to lose you." "Lose me? I thought you hated me." Harry said. "I don't hate you, I never did. Harry don't do this." She pleaded. "Why?"
"I'm afraid to lose you." "No. Why did you act like you hated me?" "I never hated you, you had to think we did otherwise the spell that Dumblebee man put on you wouldn't have worked." She said. She had grabbed onto Harry again and wasn't letting him go any time soon. Dudley was long forgotten as he sat next to his mother in shock and fear. "Please let me go." Harry said, he glanced back at the front of the store where the robbers were harrasing the cashier. "I have to go help them. Somebody might get hurt."
"Yes, like you! I'm not letting you Harry!" "You don't have a choice. I'm not the person that can sit and watch while somebody is getting hurt. I have to go." Before his aunt could do anything to stop him, Harry janked his arm back and slowly walked up to the front. ***************************************************
There you go. Just a little cliffhanger nothing serious.. Oh and I'm a fan of cliffhangers so if you get many of them. Feel free to complain, don't think it'll do you any good. Hehe
Hi! Well my first reviewers! Thanks guys! Here's the next chapter!
CH 2 Oops, Accident
Harry woke up early the next morning, to find himself yet again floating in the air. With a deep breath he concentrated on getting back down before his aunt started to bang on his door.
/Maybe I could try to find some way to stop this. I can't fall asleep at Hogwarts knowing that I'll find myself floating again the next morning. Hah, being Harry Potter is a pain in the ass./ Harry thought losing his focus and falling onto the floor with a 'thud'. He sat up and rubbed his bottom. "That hurt." "Harry! Harry are you up yet!"
/Aunt Petunia, the morning person./ Harry thought. /Her shrill voice could wake up a deaf person./ "I'm up Aunt Petunia!" He yelled and scrammbled to pick up his clothes that were scattered around the room. /Hmm I don't remember the room being this messy when I went to bed./ Before he could ponder on that one, his aunt decided to show up on the door again. "Get up! We have shopping to do today!"
"Do I have to go." Harry said opening the door to find his aunt glaring at him. He glared back into her eyes. He had grown a couple of inches over the summer and was as tall as his aunt, maybe a few centimeters taller.
"Yes. Now hurry up and get down to eat. Oh and when we get back, I want you to clean that room of yours. Looks like a twister passed through it." His aunt snapped. /Yea right and you're just wishing that it took me with it./ Harry thought again.
"Come on. Come on! Hurry up!" "Mum what is the hurry?" Dudley asked as he and Harry practically ran after her, well in Dudley's case, waddled.
"There is a sale going on and I want to get there to make sure I get something good." Petunia had slowed down a little but not enough so that they could walk normally. "Why did I have to come?" Harry asked again. "Because I wanted you to come. You need new clothes anyway so I thought today would be best." Petunia said. Harry stopped and stared at his aunt. Petunia stopped and turned around and stared back at him as if she had just realized what she had said. Harry could see the turmoil going on. He /felt/ the turmoil going on with her. "Aunt Petunia, why are you buying me the clothes? Usually I get Dudley's old ones." Harry asked, he still didn't get over the shock. Petunia looked a little uncomfortable, but when Harry thought she was going to tell him. He was disappointed when she turned around and walked even faster then before. Harry turned to Dudley. Dudley just glared back at him and without a word followed his mother. Harry stared after the two. /What is going on here?/ He shrugged at the unanswered question and walked, this time more slowly after them.
When Harry caught up with them, Aunt Petunia already had a hand ful of clothes, surprisingly all Harry's size. When Harry looked up at her, he swore that he saw pain in her eyes. Why? Harry was about to question her, but something behind him told him to wait. Harry turned around. /What's going on./
"Everybody together and in a corner, NOW!" Yelled the voice over everybody's chatter. Harry felt his aunt freeze with fright and stare dumbly at the men in the masks at the front of the store.
"Well you heard what he said, DOWN!" Another guy with him yelled. At that moment Harry felt a tug on his shirt and he stumbbled after his aunt. "Be quiet you two, don't make a sound." She hissed at them.
"Mum, Harry can use his-his-uh-." Dudley trailed off when he saw the look his mother gave him. If looks could kill, Dudley would've been dead and buried. Harry knew what Dudley wanted to say. He wanted Harry to use his magic. Even Harry didn't think that that was a bad idea. He was getting good at all the magic he had being doing over the summer without the Ministry finding out. His wandless magic wasn't bad and he could fix things with a blink of an eye. /Maybe Dudley's isn't as thick as I thought./
"Harry don't you even think about that!" He was brought back to the present by his aunt grabbing his arm to pull him back down to the floor. Harry had still to notice that he was rising into the air. His aunt had gasped and let go of him. "Harry please don't do this, I don't want to lose you." "Lose me? I thought you hated me." Harry said. "I don't hate you, I never did. Harry don't do this." She pleaded. "Why?"
"I'm afraid to lose you." "No. Why did you act like you hated me?" "I never hated you, you had to think we did otherwise the spell that Dumblebee man put on you wouldn't have worked." She said. She had grabbed onto Harry again and wasn't letting him go any time soon. Dudley was long forgotten as he sat next to his mother in shock and fear. "Please let me go." Harry said, he glanced back at the front of the store where the robbers were harrasing the cashier. "I have to go help them. Somebody might get hurt."
"Yes, like you! I'm not letting you Harry!" "You don't have a choice. I'm not the person that can sit and watch while somebody is getting hurt. I have to go." Before his aunt could do anything to stop him, Harry janked his arm back and slowly walked up to the front. ***************************************************
There you go. Just a little cliffhanger nothing serious.. Oh and I'm a fan of cliffhangers so if you get many of them. Feel free to complain, don't think it'll do you any good. Hehe