This is the first chapter of a very weird story, and is only default, be ready for more different crap...please dont be harsh.
Me and my friend wrote this so not all the credit goes to me.
Disclaimer - I do not own Harry Potter, any of the characters or anything else in the story apart from the stuff I made up...which will be a lot of things
Moo Moo Moo! I'm VooDoo cursing you!
"For fuck-sake Harry what the hell have you been doing!", yelled Mr.Weasley, as a stumbling drunk teenager charged through the front door of the burrow
"I was...was...sorry, what did you say again?" , Harry shrugged it off and looked around the room at the shocked expressions of the Weasley family tucking into supper.
"Arthur, whats going on?" asked Mrs Weasley as her husband shut the door behind him, once he made sure Harry was definantly inside.
"I found him wandering the streets with a bottle of rum mumbling about cows and motorbikes, had'nt a clue where he was"
Harry had at this point decided to sit on the Weasley's table , grinning, pointing at Ron screaming, "You speak lies, LIES, DIE!", thrust his hand into the inside of his jacket, brought out a daisy and aimed it at Ron "DIE, DIE, DIE...why wont you die?"
Mr. Weasley sighed heavily, and vainly tried to get hold of Harry's frantic hands.
"NO, gerrof me! Let me go out, get off of me!"
Harry began to struggle and began knocking food around
"HARRY!" shouted Mrs and Mr.Weasley, as well as Ron and Ginny, just before a bowl of porridge flipped up and landed on Ron's lap
"Oh God! What the hell is wrong with you Harry!" he shouted
"...nya nya"
Mr.Weasley, caught hold of the jittery boys damp collar and heaved him off the table, trying hard to control him, and began marching him up the stairs.
"C'mon Harry, you have had enough for one day, bed!" he shouted as he ushered him up "We will talk about this in the morning"
please review. Story will change and improve later on. Beleive me!