Disclaimer: I do not own anything in the Harry Potter world. It all belongs to the genius creator, J.K. Rowling.
Intro..
Midnight
As the clock downstairs strikes midnight, a young man searches his room for any stray belongings. Finding none, Harry closes his trunk and with a grin, mutters a spell to lock it.
"Ha! Right under your noses, Dursleys!"
Harry can now legally do magic as it is his 17th birthday. Best of all though, he is going home in just a few hours. With this exciting thought, Harry lays down on the lumpy mattress in the smallest bedroom at 4 Privet Drive for the last time.
(A/N: The other chapters are longer….promise!)