Disclaimer: read chapter one.

Chapter 2: A day Like No Other.

As Harry got showered and dressed. He was still thinking about the dream he had that night. Kissing Ginny was something that he never thought that he would do, because she was his best mates little sister.

"Why the hell did I dream that?" he asked himself, "yeah, i know that she had a crush on me, but i thought that it was over and done with, or maybe she hasn't gotten over it," then from down stairs.

"HARRY POTTER!"

"What the fuck does he want now?" he whispered has he headed down the stairs, "yea uncle Vernon?" he asked has he entered the kitchen.

"Can you please tell me, why you have been avoiding everything?" Uncle Vernon asked as he set his morning paper down.

"What do you mean?" Harry replied as he remained in the door way.

"I mean that your up every morning before 7am, and then you come back for a meal, and then your gone again, then you come home for lunch, and again you go out and don't come back until 3pm. Why?" Vernon grumbled.

"I have been working out," Harry smirked as he summoned a piece of toast with out his wand.

"You haven't been working out, your skinny as hell still," Vernon pointed at Harry.

"You can't tell because of the clothes i am wearing, they are baggy and hide it," Harry shot back at his uncle, and Harry was wearing baggy jeans and a baggy hoody sweater.

"Prove it," snarled Vernon.

"Fine," Harry sighed and pulled off his sweater to show his uncle his muscles. But underneath his sweater was a tank top that was skin tight now.

"Holy mother of hell, what have you been doing?" Uncle Vernon asked with a shocked look on his face.

"I told you, i have been working out," Harry answered, and was trying to keep himself from laughing at the look on his uncles face.

"With what i might ask," Uncle Vernon was looking at Harry with a stone gaze now.

"With Dudley's old weight set,"Harry replied.

"That was broken, and Dudley would never give you that, now would you Dudley?" Vernon was looking at his son.

"Yes I did, I didn't need it, and Harry fixed it, because it looks brand new." Dudley said to his father and continued to eat his breakfast.

"You did, did you. Well thetas fine then. But how did you fix it?" Vernon asked Harry.

"I used magic Uncle Vernon, and please before you get mad at...," but he was cut off thanks to Uncle Vernon.

"YOU USED WHAT! AND IN MY HOUSE! NOW HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO SAY IT?"

"SHUT UP!" Harry yelled at him, "now please sit down and let me explain."

Uncle Vernon looked like he had lost his job, and went bankrupted. Harry forced himself not to laugh.

"How dare you talk to me like that you, you..." but he was at loss of words.

"Listen to me. After what happened in June at school and the Ministry of Magic, I have been given an Order of Merlin 3rd Class, and I am a fully qualified wizard, so i can do Magic out side of school." Harry calmly stood in the door frame still.

"Dudley," Uncle Vernon said with anger n his eyes.

"Yes father?" Dudley replied.

"Hurt him now," Uncle Vernon commanded and picked up his paper and started to read it again.

But before Dudley, could get up and move, he was on his back with his chair underneath him, and Harry had a foot on his chest.

"As much as I would LOVE to kick your ass Dudley, but I have somewhere to be," Harry smirked and grabbed his cousins car keys, pointed at them and said, "PORTUS" and he was gone.

Harry then arrived at the Ministry of Magic a short few seconds later. Harry walked through the entrance and went to the security counter and checked in his wand. He then went to the lift and went to the Ministers Office at the top. Even though it took a while for the lift to reach the Office Harry didn't mind. Walking out of the lift when it arrived at the top Harry headed towards the secretary.

"Hello, may I help you?" she ask politely.

"Um, yes I have an appointment with the Minister," Harry grinned.

"I am sorry, but the minister is in a meeting you well have to come back later. So may I please have your name." She looked down at her papers with a quill in hands.

"Harry, Harry Potter," he said.

"Harry Pot...wait, yes, go right in please, and sorry about that," she smiled and waved her hand towards the door.

"Thank You," Harry smirked and walked into the office, " Hello?"

The place was completely empty, except for the round table and a box in the middle of it. Harry decided that he would look around a bit. On the far side of the office was a railing that had a view of every level in the building.

"Harry?" someone asked.

Harry had been on alert since he arrived, so he spun around with his hand open, palm first, and then noticed it was just Mr. Weasley.

"Mr. Weasley, um, sorry," Harry closed his hand and lowered it.

"That is quit all right Harry," Mr. Weasley said, "well i haven't much time before my meeting, so, um, ah, here it is," Mr. Weasley said excitedly from his desk, and came over to Harry with a red leather box.

"What is it?" Harry asked, even though he had so many questions to ask.

"Here," Mr. Weasley said while he opened the box and revealed to Harry a medal the size of Harry's fist that read:

Harry James Potter

Order of Merlin; 3rd Class

"Thank you sir," Harry said while he was shocked, even if he knew he was already getting it.

"Well here, and I hope to see you at HQ sometime soon, but you must go before the press get here," Mr. Weasley said pushing Harry towards the door.

"Okay sir, see you later," Harry waved and went to the lift, and headed down to the floor of Magical Travel, and again walked up to the secretary.

"Hello, and your name is?" she asked.

"Harry Potter," he answered.

"But your not old enough, my child goes to Hogwarts, and your only going into your sixth year," she looked confused.

"Please just check you list," Harry asked politely.

"Fine," she sighed, "but i know that you are not, and i say again, no...on my list, well go ahead then," she said with a shocked voice and pointed at the doors.

"Thank you," Harry replied as he walked towards the doors.

The testing took an hour or more, but when Harry came out he had his Apparating license. He was on way to the lift when he heard screaming around him. Looking around himself, Harry noticed people looking up over the railing of the floor. Curious, Harry looked up to see what the fuss was about, but his jaw dropped when he saw what it was.

Mr. Weasley was Hanging on the edge of the floor to his office.

"Mr. Weasley, hold on," Harry shouted as everyone was now looking at him.

"Harry, help," Mr. Weasley pleaded.

Harry did what he had do to. He shrunk his award and put it in his pocket, and Apparated to the Ministers Office. But due to the wards around it, he ended up outside of the doors.

"Since I can't magic myself in there, only one thing to do,"Harry sighed and took two steps back.

With a great amount of speed, Harry ran at the doors and shoulder dove into them. On contact with the doors, they were blown apart, but Harry had a few cuts on his arms and the sleeves on his sweater were ripped off, so his muscles on his arms were visible.

"Fuck, that wasn't supposed to happen," Harry said to himself as everyone in the meeting room was looking at him.

"HARRRRRRRRRRRRRRY!" Mr. Weasley screamed as he let go.

Sceems were heard throughout the Ministry, but Harry didn't care about anything but Mr. Weasley and jumped after him. As Harry caught Mr. Weasley, he had on chance of surviving the god for sake'n fall. Looking around, Harry saw ropes that were for the drapes, and not thinking about how much pain he wound indoer to himself, he grabbed one and held on for life as he slowed down with the Minister holding on to him for life.

"Thank you Harry, thank you," Mr. Weasley breathed as his feet touched ground.

"I couldn't let my best mates father die in front of my eyes no could I," Harry laughed.

"No, that would have been tragic," Mr. Weasley laughed with him.

"I am sorry about this Minister, but i should go before the press get here and start thumping me with a shit load of fucking questions," Harry stated.

"Um, yes, that would be wise, so thank you again and I'll send Albus a letter about this later," Mr. Weasley said as he waved to Harry.

"Thanks, and see ya," and Harry was gone from sight with a 'pop'.

A/N: Ok, thanks for the reviews on the first chapter. And i know this chapter sounds alot like the dream Harry had of ginny, but don't worry about that, its just that when i was writing it i had nothing to think about, so i let my imagination run wild abit...new unexpected twist in the next chapter. REVIEW PLEASE!