A/N: this is my first non-NC17 fanfic so i hope it's good lol. thoughts are italized
Chapter One: The worst days ever
Harry was miserable on Number 4 Privet Drive more than usual, the death of his godfather Sirius had made him that way. Evertime he would think of Sirius he'd punch something to ease the pain but all he has now are bruised and bloody knuckles. Harry decided to wear something that had pockets so he could put his hands in them. He had much more free-will because of the Order warning the Dursleys that they'd be keeping an eye on Harry and to let him do as he pleases.
Harry finally made his way downstairs wearing a black t-shirt that was three times the size of him and baggy jeans. When he got downstairs the Dursleys just ignored him and went on to what they were doing. "I'm going out for a bit." Harry said gloomily. "You will not!!!" screamed Uncle Vernon. "Not until you do all your chores as we as Dudleys." "Why can't Dudley do his own chores?!." Harry screamed angrily. "Because you stupid boy, Dudley is out with his friends practicing their wrestling techniques on each other." That's what you think you stupid ass all he's doing is picking on kids that are three times smaller than him. "Fine. What do I have to do." Harry said with a bit of a tone in his voice. After Uncle Vernon actually finished the list Harry got to work.
First things first. He went up stairs to put on his raggy, holey, and very old clothes that he used for cleaning. First thing he had to do was sweep and mop all the floors. Which took him a good half hour because Uncle Vernon or Aunt Petunia would find a speck of something and freak. I wonder why they want the house all spick and span...is someone coming that I don't know about? I hope it isn't Aunt Marge if it is I'm getting the fuck out of here. After he was done with that he had to do the laundry, then make all the beds including changing sheets, and last but not least clean the kitchen which was his least favorite chore of all. That took him a good 2 hours because of the dishes and food laying around making stains that had to be removed so he could be finished. By the time he'd finished Uncle Vernon called him into the living room. "Sit down boy, we need to talk." "About what?" Harry asked curiously. "The reason you had to make this place spick and span is because someone is coming over....I don't know this person but apparantly you do." "Who?!" Harry asked the suspense was killing him. "I'm not aloud to say or I will be punished." Uncle Vernon said with fear in his eyes. "This person will be here at 12:00 PM tomorrow. You shall tell them the rules about being 'normal' in this house, and they will be sleeping in your room with you." Being normal...that must mean it's someone from school. I hope it's Ron or Hermione. Mainly Hermione because well she makes me feel good when I'm around her and well she can probably cheer me up better than anyone about Sirius. The thought of Sirius made him frown and look incredibly sad. He went upstairs after dinner laid his head upon his pillow and in five minutes he was out.
It was 8:30 when Harry woke up got ready went downstairs for breakfast then watched tv with Dudley eating like a wild beast he could hardly hear the tv. 11:00 had came and he started counting down the minutes. All of a sudden a quarter to 12:00 a blue jeep grand cherokee pulled into the driveway. Harry rushed to the door but while he was running Uncle Vernon shoved him and said, "Me first I have to talk to the parents. You help the person with their things." "Okay..." All of a sudden he saw the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen in his life. She was wearing a baby blue halter top with a tight white miniskirt. Then at the moment he realized who it was. It was....
Well thats all for now sorry left you on a cliff hanger. If I get enough reviews I'll continue the story but if I don't I'll have to try something else. Lol.
Chapter One: The worst days ever
Harry was miserable on Number 4 Privet Drive more than usual, the death of his godfather Sirius had made him that way. Evertime he would think of Sirius he'd punch something to ease the pain but all he has now are bruised and bloody knuckles. Harry decided to wear something that had pockets so he could put his hands in them. He had much more free-will because of the Order warning the Dursleys that they'd be keeping an eye on Harry and to let him do as he pleases.
Harry finally made his way downstairs wearing a black t-shirt that was three times the size of him and baggy jeans. When he got downstairs the Dursleys just ignored him and went on to what they were doing. "I'm going out for a bit." Harry said gloomily. "You will not!!!" screamed Uncle Vernon. "Not until you do all your chores as we as Dudleys." "Why can't Dudley do his own chores?!." Harry screamed angrily. "Because you stupid boy, Dudley is out with his friends practicing their wrestling techniques on each other." That's what you think you stupid ass all he's doing is picking on kids that are three times smaller than him. "Fine. What do I have to do." Harry said with a bit of a tone in his voice. After Uncle Vernon actually finished the list Harry got to work.
First things first. He went up stairs to put on his raggy, holey, and very old clothes that he used for cleaning. First thing he had to do was sweep and mop all the floors. Which took him a good half hour because Uncle Vernon or Aunt Petunia would find a speck of something and freak. I wonder why they want the house all spick and span...is someone coming that I don't know about? I hope it isn't Aunt Marge if it is I'm getting the fuck out of here. After he was done with that he had to do the laundry, then make all the beds including changing sheets, and last but not least clean the kitchen which was his least favorite chore of all. That took him a good 2 hours because of the dishes and food laying around making stains that had to be removed so he could be finished. By the time he'd finished Uncle Vernon called him into the living room. "Sit down boy, we need to talk." "About what?" Harry asked curiously. "The reason you had to make this place spick and span is because someone is coming over....I don't know this person but apparantly you do." "Who?!" Harry asked the suspense was killing him. "I'm not aloud to say or I will be punished." Uncle Vernon said with fear in his eyes. "This person will be here at 12:00 PM tomorrow. You shall tell them the rules about being 'normal' in this house, and they will be sleeping in your room with you." Being normal...that must mean it's someone from school. I hope it's Ron or Hermione. Mainly Hermione because well she makes me feel good when I'm around her and well she can probably cheer me up better than anyone about Sirius. The thought of Sirius made him frown and look incredibly sad. He went upstairs after dinner laid his head upon his pillow and in five minutes he was out.
It was 8:30 when Harry woke up got ready went downstairs for breakfast then watched tv with Dudley eating like a wild beast he could hardly hear the tv. 11:00 had came and he started counting down the minutes. All of a sudden a quarter to 12:00 a blue jeep grand cherokee pulled into the driveway. Harry rushed to the door but while he was running Uncle Vernon shoved him and said, "Me first I have to talk to the parents. You help the person with their things." "Okay..." All of a sudden he saw the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen in his life. She was wearing a baby blue halter top with a tight white miniskirt. Then at the moment he realized who it was. It was....
Well thats all for now sorry left you on a cliff hanger. If I get enough reviews I'll continue the story but if I don't I'll have to try something else. Lol.