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Written by: Dewaldo (postcount0 member)
Harry sat staring at the ceiling, he hadn't slept for four days straight but he knew his ticket to freedom was soon at hand. After another hectic and heartbreaking year at Hogwarts Harry settled back down at the Dursley's, cramped in his small room. As soon as he arrived at the small house on Privet drive Harry had isolated himself in his room, sleeping in the day and awaking only at night to sneak some of the Dursley's left-over food.
Finally, Harry heard the long awaited tap on his window. He opened it up to let in the happy and well-fed owl Hedwig.
"You could have eaten later, this is important," Harry, scolded the bird, noticing the smell of the kill that encircled Hedwig. Harry unrolled the parchment. It read:
To Mr. Harry Potter, The Ministry of Magic recognizes your need to apparate in the vicinity of questionable non-magic folk and has granted you permission to apparate within to your chosen location.
"Yes!" Harry silently rejoiced, folding up the parchment and grabbing his belongings. "I guess this is goodbye." Harry said to the small room, grabbing his wand and chanting the incantation. With a sickening lurch that wrenched his stomach into his chest Harry appeared directly inside The Burrow. There sat Mrs. Weasley in her night gown, brooding over a cup of tea.
"You always knew how to penetrate fortresses, Harry." Mrs. Weasley said, putting down her tea.
"Um...thanks."
"But what's this." said Mrs. Weasley pointing at Harry's eyebrow, which had moved down onto his cheek. "You better come into my room and I'll fix you up." Mrs. Weasley led Harry into an ornate candlelight room. "You better drop to your skivvies so I can see if anything else is not as it should be." Mrs. Weasley said seductively.
(Bow chicka wow-wow)