Harry heard a flutter. He turned towards the window and all there was, was a letter on his desk. He quickly went to his window and saw out of it a brown/black owl. Harry looked at his letter. It was addressed to him. He tore it open and read aloud:

"Dear Mr Potter, enclosed are your results from your O.W.Ls which you took last year. We hope you will be happy with your blah blah blah"

Harry found another piece of parchment in the envelope. Harry felt nervous wondering what his results would be. He was thinking what Ron and Hermione would have got. Hermione would have got 'O' for everything. And Ron would do the same as Harry as they did their work together. Harry looked round the room as if he didn't want anyone seeing. He took a deep breath and opened out his results...

'Results

Astronomy-A

Herbology-E

Potions-E

History of Magic-P

Defence Against the Dark Arts-O

Divination-P

Charms-E

Transfiguration-E

Care for Magical Creatures-O'

Harry was very pleased with his results. Especially with Potions. He couldn't wait to see Snape's face. And Malfoy's, it'll wipe that grin of his face. Harry remembered that he was hungry and went downstairs for a late lunch; that is if Dudley hadn't eaten it all yet.

Harry went downstairs. Uncle Vernon was still watching the news. That didn't bother Harry at all. He walked into the kitchen and found a bit of cold beans on toast, on a plate. He knew instantly that it was his. Harry put it in the microwave for it to warm up.

"As usual!" said Uncle Vernon from the living room. "Always telling us what to do..."

Harry got out his late lunch and ate it quietly at the table. He remembered he had homework to do so he finished off his food and went upstairs. He remembered he had Potions and Charms homework to do. "Gillyweed, Roots of some sort, err... Witherly and some other stuff for the Fish reviver potion" Harry said to himself. Dudley heard this as he came out of the bathroom and looked at Harry nervously. Harry tried to ignore him but couldn't stand the look of Dudley looking at him like that. "What are you looking at? You look like I'm going to use the killing curse on you or something!"

"Wha-The what now?" Dudley now looked terrified at this. But Harry didn't care. He quite enjoyed it. He grinned. "The killing curse. You don't need me to describe it to you. It does exactly like it says in the title." Harry then thought of Dudley's favourite advert: "It does exactly what it says on the tin!"