Summer was never Harry's favorite season, his family was hardly nice, but
as long as they felt threatened then Harry could remain at peace. Harry did
have to put up with the occasional chore or two while Dudley and his gang
were out patronizing the youngest of Little Whinging. Harry had awoke early
in the morning due to some scratching on his window; he recognized the
small owl and took the letter from his leg.
Dear Harry, Mum says she might be able to get you to our house before your birthday! Wouldn't that be great? Hermione is already here.and she wanted me to tell you that we kind of got together during the summer, but you won't have to worry about being a third wheel or anything. Well I'll write later, right now Ginny is pestering me. See you later then.
--Ron
Harry smiled, but was instantly saddened as he heard his aunt wake up and commence in her morning ritual. Harry had exactly twenty minutes to commence in making breakfast. No sooner than he had barely finished, he heard his uncle and cousin steamroll themselves down for breakfast.
"I need you to get my boy Dudley here some of those pamphlets from the Church, because the first summer dance is coming up and Dudley plans on getting a date." Uncle Vernon said while clapping Dudley on the back. "You hear me boy?" Vernon asked. Harry simply nodded. When he was done making breakfast he head out into the summer sun. The Church was around six blocks away so Harry walked at a calm pace, when he finally turned to the church he found it to have some boxes outside, as if someone was moving in.
Harry stepped in and was greeted by a tall, muscular boy. He held out his hand,
"Name's Chris, just came here, stateside." He said with a New York accent. "You're here for the dance I take it?" He handed Harry a pamphlet
"My name is Harry, Harry Potter. It's a pleasure to meet you." Harry said as he took the pamphlet.
"Likewise, I'm hearing from some of the younger parishioners that there is a gang of kids who are pestering and stealing, you know any of them?" He asked.
"Yeah, my cousin Dudley is their leader, not a bright bunch though." He said with a chuckle "Dudley is planning on going to the dance with a girl named, err, Trista."
Chris smiled "I'm going with her tonight. She has a sister, she might like you. You should show up, it'll be fun." He said.
"All right then, I can wait to see Dudley's face." Harry said with glee.
The following hours passed slowly but sped up when Harry heard the door slam, Harry snuck downstairs and listened to the chaos.
"Do you believe she turned down a date with me? I own Smeltings for crying out loud and she has the nerve turn me down and go with some kid from the states!" He shouted, causing the table to rattle. "Tonight, me and the gang are going to make sure he's singing our praises."
As the day faded into night, Harry snuck out of his room and walked to the gym of the local school, where the dance was to be held. Chris called him over and introduced him to everyone.
"Harry this is Trista, her sister Kate, and some other kids I wont bother introducing you to." He hung his arm around Trista and she laid her head back on his arm. "Go dance, we have a while before the Dursley gang decides to make a guest appearance." Trista's face cringed with disgust.
"I hate that boy; you know he asked me to the dance?" She said. Harry nodded.
"He was real angry, said he was going to tune Chris up and show you a good time." Harry said, causing Trista to look worried.
Chris' eyes looked as if they were from another animal for a second, then he calmed himself. "Don't worry, I'm faster, stronger and better than any of them, and if they try to touch you I'll break their.everything." He kissed her on the cheek quickly. "Now, to the dance floor!"
Harry enjoyed his time dancing with Kate, and they both laughed when Chris got chased by the school janitor because he spilled his drink. When the dance was almost over, one of the other people on the floor walked over to Chris.
"The gang, they're here." He said quickly.
Chris turned to Harry, Kate and Trista. "Let's get this over with." They walked outside and found them breaking the windows of a nearby car.
"Fat boy and the sunshine gang," Chris said, making Trista chuckle "I hear you came looking for a fight, who's first?"
"Don't you laugh hag!" Dudley shouted. One of his cronies stepped out and pointed to her "We're going to have a lot of fun with you." He drawled. He ran at Chris, who stood his ground. Chris grabbed his face with his hand and slammed him into the ground, which slowly grew redder with blood. Another threw a punch which Chris quickly dodged "Harry, throw me that mop!" He cried while narrowly dodging another punch. Harry tossed him the mop and ducked a punch from another member and hit him with the back of the mop, while back kicking another in the face. Chris whipped the mop around his neck and knocked another one down. Chris put the mop behind him and wrapped his arms around it, and started hitting the remaining threat with the alternate ends of the broom. He kicked one and turned around when two threw a punch at him from front and back, he jumped over the one in front, hit him with the back of the mop, knocking him down and hit the one who was behind him with a round house kick. Chris threw the broom back to Harry. Dudley was the only one left, he ran at Chris with a broom. Chris grabbed the broom with his arm pit, curled his fingers into his palm and thrust his palm into the broom, literally breaking it into pieces with nothing but splinters left. Chris started punching him so quickly, making his fists look like blurs, chest, face, stomach, stomach, face, chest, chest, face, chest, stomach, and face. When Dudley staggered back and Chris chambered his kick, Dudley looked at him with blood in his mouth, and Chris released the kick into his chest, sending him flying down to the ground. There Chris stood, without a single hit on his body, standing amongst the seven passed out gang members.
He walked up to Dudley. "Shotokan Karate Center, oh, and lose some weight." He walked away and Trista threw her arms around him, and the rest of the teens at the dance started clapping for him. "Thank you, thank you, but I didn't do a lot of the work." He bowed. "It was the mop." He said with a smile and walked Trista home.
Dear Harry, Mum says she might be able to get you to our house before your birthday! Wouldn't that be great? Hermione is already here.and she wanted me to tell you that we kind of got together during the summer, but you won't have to worry about being a third wheel or anything. Well I'll write later, right now Ginny is pestering me. See you later then.
--Ron
Harry smiled, but was instantly saddened as he heard his aunt wake up and commence in her morning ritual. Harry had exactly twenty minutes to commence in making breakfast. No sooner than he had barely finished, he heard his uncle and cousin steamroll themselves down for breakfast.
"I need you to get my boy Dudley here some of those pamphlets from the Church, because the first summer dance is coming up and Dudley plans on getting a date." Uncle Vernon said while clapping Dudley on the back. "You hear me boy?" Vernon asked. Harry simply nodded. When he was done making breakfast he head out into the summer sun. The Church was around six blocks away so Harry walked at a calm pace, when he finally turned to the church he found it to have some boxes outside, as if someone was moving in.
Harry stepped in and was greeted by a tall, muscular boy. He held out his hand,
"Name's Chris, just came here, stateside." He said with a New York accent. "You're here for the dance I take it?" He handed Harry a pamphlet
"My name is Harry, Harry Potter. It's a pleasure to meet you." Harry said as he took the pamphlet.
"Likewise, I'm hearing from some of the younger parishioners that there is a gang of kids who are pestering and stealing, you know any of them?" He asked.
"Yeah, my cousin Dudley is their leader, not a bright bunch though." He said with a chuckle "Dudley is planning on going to the dance with a girl named, err, Trista."
Chris smiled "I'm going with her tonight. She has a sister, she might like you. You should show up, it'll be fun." He said.
"All right then, I can wait to see Dudley's face." Harry said with glee.
The following hours passed slowly but sped up when Harry heard the door slam, Harry snuck downstairs and listened to the chaos.
"Do you believe she turned down a date with me? I own Smeltings for crying out loud and she has the nerve turn me down and go with some kid from the states!" He shouted, causing the table to rattle. "Tonight, me and the gang are going to make sure he's singing our praises."
As the day faded into night, Harry snuck out of his room and walked to the gym of the local school, where the dance was to be held. Chris called him over and introduced him to everyone.
"Harry this is Trista, her sister Kate, and some other kids I wont bother introducing you to." He hung his arm around Trista and she laid her head back on his arm. "Go dance, we have a while before the Dursley gang decides to make a guest appearance." Trista's face cringed with disgust.
"I hate that boy; you know he asked me to the dance?" She said. Harry nodded.
"He was real angry, said he was going to tune Chris up and show you a good time." Harry said, causing Trista to look worried.
Chris' eyes looked as if they were from another animal for a second, then he calmed himself. "Don't worry, I'm faster, stronger and better than any of them, and if they try to touch you I'll break their.everything." He kissed her on the cheek quickly. "Now, to the dance floor!"
Harry enjoyed his time dancing with Kate, and they both laughed when Chris got chased by the school janitor because he spilled his drink. When the dance was almost over, one of the other people on the floor walked over to Chris.
"The gang, they're here." He said quickly.
Chris turned to Harry, Kate and Trista. "Let's get this over with." They walked outside and found them breaking the windows of a nearby car.
"Fat boy and the sunshine gang," Chris said, making Trista chuckle "I hear you came looking for a fight, who's first?"
"Don't you laugh hag!" Dudley shouted. One of his cronies stepped out and pointed to her "We're going to have a lot of fun with you." He drawled. He ran at Chris, who stood his ground. Chris grabbed his face with his hand and slammed him into the ground, which slowly grew redder with blood. Another threw a punch which Chris quickly dodged "Harry, throw me that mop!" He cried while narrowly dodging another punch. Harry tossed him the mop and ducked a punch from another member and hit him with the back of the mop, while back kicking another in the face. Chris whipped the mop around his neck and knocked another one down. Chris put the mop behind him and wrapped his arms around it, and started hitting the remaining threat with the alternate ends of the broom. He kicked one and turned around when two threw a punch at him from front and back, he jumped over the one in front, hit him with the back of the mop, knocking him down and hit the one who was behind him with a round house kick. Chris threw the broom back to Harry. Dudley was the only one left, he ran at Chris with a broom. Chris grabbed the broom with his arm pit, curled his fingers into his palm and thrust his palm into the broom, literally breaking it into pieces with nothing but splinters left. Chris started punching him so quickly, making his fists look like blurs, chest, face, stomach, stomach, face, chest, chest, face, chest, stomach, and face. When Dudley staggered back and Chris chambered his kick, Dudley looked at him with blood in his mouth, and Chris released the kick into his chest, sending him flying down to the ground. There Chris stood, without a single hit on his body, standing amongst the seven passed out gang members.
He walked up to Dudley. "Shotokan Karate Center, oh, and lose some weight." He walked away and Trista threw her arms around him, and the rest of the teens at the dance started clapping for him. "Thank you, thank you, but I didn't do a lot of the work." He bowed. "It was the mop." He said with a smile and walked Trista home.
