Bibbidi Bobbidi Boo

Summary: Harry realizes that he is changing, and finds out he isn't who he thought he is, nor is his family. Takes place before the fourth book. NOT SEVERITUS. Especially not after HBP.

Standard Disclaimer: I don't own the characters; I just use them to my own devices.

Recap: Harry made a copy of the letter and charm and sent it to Hermione, asking her for help with the riddle. What could it possibly mean?

Chapter Two

Harry awoke the next morning to a tapping on his window, when he looked outside he was surprised to see Errol at his house once more. Harry detached the small parcel Errol was carrying from his leg, and opened up the letter it had wrapped around it. It was from Mrs. Weasley, explaining that the parcel contained his school supplies. It was charmed to enlarge it's self at 1pm that afternoon. The train would be leaving at 9:30pm, and they would be around to pick him up at 7:30, by car.

Harry looked at the clock which read 6am. He had another half hour before he had to make breakfast for the Dursley's so he decided to take a quick shower and maybe for once get a bit of hot water. When he was done it was almost seven so Harry went down to begin preparing the morning meal. He decided to avoid mentioning his departure until tonight at dinner, seeing as the Dursley's were likely to lock up his school stuff up extra tight if they knew he had intention to leave. He really needed to get his new stuff into the trunk before the Weasley's showed up to liberate him.

At 1pm his parcel began to grow, and Harry was quite concerned when it didn't seem to be stopping. Where in the world was he going to put all this stuff? He couldn't shrink it again and surely it wouldn't all fit in his trunk. An hour, and some creative packing later Harry had everything secure in his trunk, with the exception of one pair of robes, and his money which were stored in his old ruck sack. This way he wouldn't have to open his trunk again until he was at Hogwarts. It he wasn't going to be able to go to Diagon alley soon, he would need to ask someone to pick him up a new trunk. Honestly, by the time he was done school this one would be full with just his school books. He took the trunk back downstairs and locked it in his old room.

He went back upstairs, sat on his bed and began to wait. The Dursley's would be home soon so there wasn't much that he could do except sit still and not get anything dirty. He had already cleaned the house that morning. While he sat there he began to think about the letter from his mother. He hadn't a clue where to start with the riddle, though he was sure he had heard the words bibbidi-bobbidi-boo somewhere before. He was pretty sure the charm had something to do with his appearance, especially with the incident on his birthday. Before he could even think about taking it off him they would have to find something to put its place. Even sooner if it was really fading, he had to continue looking like his father of people might get suspicious.

His thoughts stopped mid ramble. What if once he took the charm off he didn't look like his father. Already his fathers trademark hair was going, he didn't like where this train of thought was going. Despite all the "you look just like James" comments he got looking like his father made him feel connected to his family, and if that changed it would just be one more severed link to his past.

He could feel rather than hear Dudley coming home. The whole house shook as he ran through the doors. Moments later in walked his aunt, then his uncle. He sat there pondering his appearance for a while longer, when suddenly a yell interrupted his thoughts. "Boy, get down here and make supper immediately." Harry turned to the clock and saw it was already nearing five. He went downstairs and made dinner. They all sat quietly eating, when they were all finished Harry cleaned up the mess and headed for the living room. It was 6:30 now and since the Weasley's would be arriving soon it was time to inform his relatives that he was leaving, and he would need his supplies.

As soon as Harry had told them he was glad he had waited to the last minute, Vernon looked to be itching to find a way to keep him there, but alas there was no time. When he heard the knock at the door Harry's uncle was at the cupboard in a flash, pulling out Harry's supplies. Harry's relatives knew it wouldn't be good to make it look like they kept his stuff locked up all summer. Though Vernon seemed perplexed at how heavy his trunk had gotten, and the fact there was a bag now attached to it. But it was too late to discuss how that had happened, as Mr. Weasley seemed to have discovered the doorbell and was ringing in repeatedly.

Harry was the one who finally opened the door and was immediately drawn into a hug by Mrs. Weasley. The twins gathered his things, while Mrs. Weasley bombarded him with questions about his heath and Mr. Weasley Bombarded his now almost purple uncle with question about "ekeltricity". Five minutes later, without any further questions Harry was smushed into the back seat of the car, and they were on their way.

AN:What is the Acronym for the first book. Book 2 is CoS, 3 is PoA, 4 is GoF, 5 is OotP, 6 is HBP. What is book ones, it has been driving me up the wall