Harry woke to the chirping of birds before the crack of dawn, no screeching bitch this morning, she was easily avoided if one headed her off. His head still ached but it wasn't the blinding pain he had experienced last night, it was a good thing he had the foresight to put up a silencing ward his screaming would have kept his relatives up long into the night. His throat was sore and extremely dry, he needed something to drink, Harry reached for his trunk and opened compartment six, taking his wand out of his new holster he aimed it at the Magical Ice Trunk and shot a reduction charm at it with a croaky voice, seeing it shrunk to the size of a match box he summoned it to his hand, opened it and summoned a butterbeer from inside, he drank it with relish, its warm buttery flavour soothing his throat.
Deciding it was high time to make his shit cupboard habitable Harry pulled a few books out on household charms, illusions, and space expansion, picking the one on transfiguration Harry began to read, he finished a couple hours latter shocked at how fast he read the book, he doubted even Hermione could have read that fast, she probably could he admitted to himself at least during exams. Reading the book quick paled in comparison to the fact he could recall all the content of the book and felt he would have no problem casting the spells, this was odd usually it took him days to learn a new spell but now he could confidently cast a book full, crazy. But thinking on it Zobly did say he would give him the power of mind maybe this was it being able to read super fast and having a much better memory if he ever saw him again he would ask him.
Looking at his watch he realized it was nearly seven, he would have to start break fast soon. He really hated his relatives and wanted to hex them badly but he was weary of raising suspicion, to his knowledge the only one watching him was Mrs. Figg but it didn't seem right that Dumbledore would leave him under the eye of a lone squib not when he was the only one capable of killing Voldemort, and it wasn't worth the risk of turning the Dursley's into human toads only to be put under a microscope by his manipulativeness the mighty and all knowing Dumbledore.
Not wanting to be stuck outside all day being chased by Dudley and his gang Harry decided to take counter measures to ensure he was locked up in his cupboard for a day or two to renovate. Thus Harry left the cupboard, not before grabbing a handful of owl treats, into the silent hallway and quietly left through the back door. Hedwig was waiting alert in the lower branches of the back yard tree, Harry approached her and she jumped down unto his shoulder carefully making sure her sharp talons didn't pierce his skin. He gave her a few treats which she took graciously, as she watched another owl swoop out of the sky to take the branch she had vacated just before, with a letter tied to its leg. Untying the letter Harry noticed it was from Tonks…
Dearest Harry
How are you I can't believe you actually agreed to be my pen pal, well I did sort of force you didn't I… Well I really don't know what else to put I like the colour pink, my hair gave that away didn't it, I enjoy music by the Weird Sisters, and like Birtie Botts Every Flavour Beans. My house in Hogwarts is Hufflepuff, much to my mother dissatisfaction she was Ravenclaw, and I am going into fifth year OWLS, shudder. Oh I forgot to tell you my name how rude of me it is Tonks I go by my surname only, I don't know what my mother was thinking when she named me, she must have been hit with a overly strong confundus jinx or something like really who would name their kid Nymphadora (the last word was nearly ineligible from being scratched out). Oops well that enough about me tell me about your self I expect your answer in a week no more or you will suffer the consequences.
Love Tonks.
Harry sighed he would reply later but now he cursed Tonks' clumsiness if she hadn't barrelled into him he wouldn't be in this mess. He folded the letter an put it in his pocket, and gave a treat to the other owl before it took off. Harry put the rest of the owl treats in the tree for Hedwig to eat at her leisure and told her to stay out of sight for a few days before he could make a better home for her. Harry finished gathering what he needed headed back inside to finish off cooking breakfast.
Harry had just started when aunt Petunia and Dudley came down stairs, they ignored him while he whipped up waffles and sausages to serve oh so humbly to his piggish overlords, all the while he was smirking beneath his meek mask.
Petunia Dursley noticed her freakish nephew was acting oddly meek today, none of the usual defiance the got out him, it was probably nothing so she put it out of her mind and began to gossip about all the new news that had occurred yesterday in Privet Drive it seemed Mrs. Whocares and Mr. Shutup were having an affair according to aunt petunia, and she wasn't known for her accurate information. She was soon interrupted by her boorish husband as he stomped loudly into the kitchen demanding breakfast.
Harry watched with growing glee as his relatives wolfed down the waffles he had so carefully prepared for them, they were nearly done when it happened. Uncle Vernon cut his waffle just so and the slimy surprise fell out, bellowing in a mixture of horror and anger he stood up and upset his chair, this caused both Dudley and aunt petunia to look around to see what was wrong, they didn't have to look far the large fat worm was in plain sight on Vernon's plate. Aunt Petunia Screamed and fainted, Dudley on the other hand shrieked like a little girl but realized he was still hungry and continued eating. Harry could contain himself no longer and started laughing, this drew the attention of uncle Vernon who was huffing like a winded cow.
"You boy you did this didn't you? Ungrateful little bastard it's in the cupboard for you, you'll be lucky if I let you out!" More mad bellowing continued until he grabbed a still laughing Harry, and dragged him down the hall to the cupboard. "You won't be laughing for long freak, you will beg to be let out soon enough!" with that he chucked him in and slammed the door shut, leaving Harry in the dim light of his filthy cupboard. Harry heard him rummaging around in a drawer, then the snap of a lock going over the cupboard doors latch.
At last he was alone, he had never pulled a prank before he would have to tell Sirius all about it when he got out of prison. Strengthening his resolve he went over all he had learned about space altering transfiguration, he knew he had to word the spell just right or he could cause the room to shrink and crush himself in the process, if the wand movements weren't correct the laws of physics could be seriously altered, while it would be neat to be weightless, multiplying his weight by one hundred wouldn't or becoming two dimensional or any number of other mishaps that could occur. To be honest he was a little worried about doing the spell but he needed the space for his training it was a risk he was willing to take. Calming himself with deep breaths Harry visualised a much bigger sized room with roughly twice the floor space of Dudley's second bedroom, he readied his wand and began to chant his wand flicking and swishing in perfect harmony with his chant, an audible pop was heard and Harry opened his eyes.
The room was huge with tons of room for every thing he had planed. The spell seemed to have done a good job replicating nearly ten years of accumulated grime, as the Dursley's rarely let him clean it out and even then never long enough to even make a dent in the filth, the walls of the room were grey and the light coming through the cracks in the cupboard door will enough to light a cupboard was not nearly enough to illuminate a room. The stairs above were strangely distorted in order to make the room square and made a jagged strip through the middle of the ceiling and down the wall on the right making some nice shelves. Deciding to clean up this mess Harry brandished his wand and began a barrage of scourgify's at all points around the room. Five minutes later he was done and the room glistened with a squeaky clean shine. Harry pulled out some treacle tart for breakfast and began to finish reading the other books on charms and house hold transfiguration to the light of his wand.
By the end of the day Harry had finished reading and thought him self ready to create his abode. He flicked his wand and brass chandelier appeared on the ceiling illuminating the room in a soft yellow light, another flick and the old floorboards were covered in a thick deep red rug edged with purple scrolls, much more homier he thought. Next it was time for furniture Harry concentrated and a heavy dark wood desk was transfigured against wall out off a pair of Dudley's old jeans, and a chair to go with it out of a shirt. Next he transfigured a comfortable armchair in the corner opposite where he planed to place his bed, a light sheen of sweat was now coating his face. Taking a deep breath he readied him self to conjuring a bed, the spell rolled off his tongue and a bright green four poster bed that matched the one he remembered from Hogwarts in all but colour popped into existence. Harry conjured some tall shelves and levitated them over to the wall to the right of his desk. Harry was breathing heavily now, he had never done such complicated or powerful transfiguration before, damn those elves sure knew how to give good gifts, he had never thought he would ever be this good at magic.
Deciding to take a break Harry pulled out his Magic Ice Trunk, enlarged it and pulled himself out a ready made sandwich, the treacle tart he had had for breakfast seemed an eternity ago. Harry enlarged his trunk to normal size and opened the secret drawer and pulled out the book, Mind Magicks an in depth study of Occlumency and Legilimency, and read while he ate and rested. There wasn't much of interest in the first few chapters just labelling out the uses for Occlumency, and the laws pertaining to the use of Legilimency. He was just finishing up the chapter on breathing exercises when he heard a sharp crack in the hallway out side his cupboard, his aunt and cousin had left for the day and weren't expected back for a few more hours, who could it be. Harry put his ear to the cupboard door, he could hear two high pitched voiced arguing in a hushed voices they must noticed something because they suddenly went silent, a second later there was the sound of snapping fingers and door with Harry behind it went flying across the room. Rubbing his head Harry looked up but didn't notice much because soon his face was engulfed in a mass of bushy brown hair.
"Miss Hermione Dobby is thinking you is going to smoother master Harry Potter if he do not get air soon," The frantic and squeaky voice of none other than Dobby the house elf came from the opening that used to be covered with the door that was laying in splinters strewn around Harry, who was being mauled by his best friend.
Harry was released a moment later gasping for air, he faced Hermione who had tears streaming down her much younger face. "Oh Harry we would have got here a lot sooner, but things happened… If we knew you were locked up in a little cupboard we would have been here yesterday…" Hermione looked around with wide eyes, she look shocked and seemed to be searching for the right words. At last she spoke "you have been busy."
Disentangling herself from a speechless Harry, Hermione brushed her self off and looked around, "you did all this your self? Why didn't you tell me you were a transfiguration wiz, your colours are a little off but I doubt even I could do some of this?" She looked at him with a gleam in her eye that he remembered she got when ever anything involving learning was mentioned.
"Umm I don't really know I just read some books today and now I just sort of can." He hoped that would satisfy her.
"Hmm… Are you sure it has nothing to do with those mad elves they gave me the most fantastic book before trying to gouge each others eyes out, it contains copy's books it touches, and there is an alphabetical index with the titles of all absorbed books, I no longer need to carry twenty books only one isn't it great." all this was said in a rush.
"That's great Hermione, I opened their gift last night but I passed out from the pain and this morning I found out I could read really fast and retain everything I read," Harry frowned a bit, "hey how do you know those elves, you weren't there with me, Neville, and Luna?"
"Neville and Luna were with you? Well it was just me and Dobby and the Weasley Twins can you believe they tried to prank the elves the little one nearly killed them," she was interrupted by two simultaneous cracks and a twelve year old Fred and George appeared.
"Did some one call us?" they asked in unison.
Hermione glared at them "no but you might want to follow the plan next time."
"Correct us if we are wrong but we did not agree to any plan," replied the twins "you took for granted we would follow, really who would follow some crazed girl who has a mad house elf kidnap you while your degnoming the garden after causing a minor incident after finding out we've been warped six years into the past, alas," the twins sighed theatrically "but all the pranking expertise we have gathered over those years to be able to use now in the past is beyond great," they smiled wickedly now.
"I is not a mad house elf!" Dobby exclaimed from the door "I is an Astro Boy!" Harry noticed he was wearing red shorts and long black socks and he was hovering in the air.
Noticing Harry's confused look Hermione enlightened him "he came over yesterday after the whole incident with the elves, and I didn't know what to do with him, so I let him watch cartoons it all started from there, it didn't help those elves gave him flying socks either."
Fred or was it George piped in "yeah what ever Hermione did to him-"
"-sure messed him up," added the other twin.
"I didn't mess him up! He is just inspired," Hermione retorted angrily.
The twins shook their heads, and Dobby buzzed around as though agitated. "Dobby is not messed up Dobby is an Astro Elf and all evil will fear his name!" He puffed out his chest, Harry noticed he was wearing long black socks and red shorts. Dobby turned to Harry and continued "Dobby was meeting the great elves master Harry Potter sir, they was giving Dobby his socks," he lifted one foot to show Harry "Dobby was worry when he woke up and it was not at Hogwarts, Dobby was a Servant of his old master again." He shuddered "but it was not to be so Dobby will not be serving that bad wizard again, he is going to care for the nice most greatest wizard Harry Potter so Dobby got him drunk and told him to give him his sock, socks are most wonderful Harry Potter so warm and nice, anyways he gave the sock to Dobby making him free again to come care for young master Harry Potter." The last bit was said with glee, there was no stopping him he was an elf on a mission he began rattling off how he was going to care for the child like Harry, much to his victims lament. Dobby finally calmed down and began rummaging through his Ice Trunk, muttering something about Harry being far too thin.
The twins were laughing at him and even Hermione had a smile. Hermione began the conversation anew. "So Harry it looks as though you have been busy," she gave significant looks to the room and his trunks.
"I suppose I have," Harry admitted "I went to Diagon Alley yesterday and bought some stuff, just following the elves not so clear orders you could say," he didn't want to think about how Hermione was going to act when she saw all the books he bought or some of the other things the had gotten, as well as the more questionable materials, she was bound to blow a fuse.
"Well what did you get? Did you buy any books? Can you show me?" She asked with and eager look that didn't bode well for Harry. Fred and George were torn between pitying him or laughing at him.
Sighing Harry reluctantly agreed, he decided to show her his books first he pulled the key to his trunk out of his pocket and opened up compartment five and dumped the all of the books out Hermione shrieked and began leafing through the huge pile of books, "oh Harry I can't believe you have finally started taking your studies seriously, my life work has been completed," she flung her arms around him and nearly choked him to death with her embrace, she may have been small but she was inhumanly strong.
"You don't want to kill off your life work do you?" Asked George who was looked with trepidation at Harry's red face.
"Yeah you might want to let up your grip a bit before he suffocates," remarked Fred.
"I'm just so proud," Hermione smiled at him with a mother hen like look when she finally released him "I gave up on Ron ages ago as a lost case and nearly gave up on Harry and here he is proving me wrong." No one noticed Dobby disappear with a snap of his fingers.
"It's not like I had a choice," muttered Harry who instantly wished he had kept his mouth shut.
"What do you mean you had no choice?" Demanded Hermione with a concerned look, "you bought these books of your own volition didn't you?"
Knowing he wasn't getting out of this Harry replied "I have to learn there is no getting out of it if I want to live to adulthood and everyone I care about to be safe I have to learn and get powerful, there is really not other way," he turned his head away not wanting to see their faces.
It was Hermione who spoke first. "What Harry? You mean Voldemort don't you? He isn't your responsibility Harry let the adults deal with him and his death eaters don't risk yourself in something that wasn't meant for you and live your childhood."
"You don't understand Hermione it is my responsibility it always has been, there is no getting out of it I have to kill him," Harry didn't want to say more unless he had to he had to keep them as safe as possible.
"Harry Potter, that is enough if you ever go chasing after Voldemort I'll make you with you were never born, leave him to Dumbledore, and stay safe, you are my best friend I won't let you go on a fools crusade to kill some stupid dark lord!" Hermione practically shouted at him.
"Yeah Harry leave the fighting for the Order and enjoy your life." Agreed Fred and George. A floating Dobby had reappeared now and had two figures grasped firmly by the hand.
Harry sighed they weren't going to take this well "your wrong I am in the middle of this do you think Voldymort will just let his number one target walk free, I don't think so. Yet another thing even if I didn't want to fight that sick fuck, Dumbledore would bloody well drag me out to meet him in mortal combat, because of that stupid fucking prophesy!" There he said it there was no getting out of this now, he closed his eyes not wanting to see their stares and continued, "I am nothing but a weapon to him he doesn't give a damn I wouldn't have killed Sirius before if he had told me before hand I would have known what Voldemort wanted and wouldn't have gone, I would have practiced Occlumency, and known he would try to trick me, but no he wanted me to have a 'childhood' you would think he could come up with something better than that, he knew that he knew when he imprisoned me here I would never have a childhood, hell even if he didn't my first Hogwarts letter would have made it crystal clear I had never been or would be a child," Harry was ranting now.
"besides why would he care in the first place I bet the wards would have been negated since the same 'protection' runs in Voldemort's veins. You know every year some thing happened first years got through defences that were supposed to keep out hardened dark wizards but three little first years got past them, in second year the whole chamber of secrets bullshit the clues were all there that it was a basilisk and I bet if that old fuck had really tried he would have found out that Ginny was possessed by the diary but know he had to sit back and let students be attacked leaving a twelve year old to kill a giant highly venomous snake that could kill with a look, and the whole thing with that fucking rat in third year, why the fuck would the old bastard send two kids back in time with a high risk of ending up dead or worse, fourth year how the hell did a death eater get in to Hogwarts, safest place my ass, I bet he knew all along that Crouch was impersonating Moody, and I bet there were ways to by pass the goblet of fire the old bastard only wanted to test me some more. My life has been nothing but tests turning me into the perfect weapon. The one with the power to vanquish the dark lord approaches born to those who have thrice defied him born as the seventh month dies and the dark lord will mark him as his equal but he will have power the dark lord knows not and either must die at the hand of the other as neither can live while the other survives the one with the power to vanquish the dark lord will be born as the seventh month dies." Deathly silence filled the room, Harry dared not raised his eyes to meet those of his friends not wanting to see their reaction.
Harry didn't have to wait long a sobbing Hermione flung herself at him again and nearly broke a few of his ribs with her fierce embrace, "Harry I won't let you do this alone I'll be there whether you want me to or not, I am you friend and always will be, this doesn't change any thing." She finally released him and wiped the tears from her eyes. "I will set you out a study guide and schedule to help maximize what you learn and will come over as often as I can and help you."
Fred piped up "Yeah mate we'll help you prank those bastards, Dumbledore and you know who won't know what hit them, plus-,"
"-we wouldn't let our business partner go off alone-," added George.
"-on some dangerous journey fighting nasty old wizards and megalomaniacs with out our help-." Finished Fred.
"-about the business partner thing could you perhaps loan us a few galleons, the scarcity of funds of our early days of pranking-,"
"-tied much of our combined genius with iron bounds of absence of ingredients, and many great ideas were forced to stagnate and were lost-," added Fred with a theatrical sigh.
"We aren't begging or excepting charity of course, we will make you a partner to our business, and one third of all profits will go to you, as you know with insight into the future that this is a most sound investment." Added George.
Harry who had calmed down quite a bit nodded, which caused Fred and George to run and embrace him just like Hermione had moments before, they let him go but not before giving him two wet kisses on either cheek, "oh Harrikins how could we ever repay you?" they asked in unison.
It was now that every one noticed the two figures in Dobby's grasp, one shocked looking short and lumpy Neville Longbottom and a serene looking miniature Luna Lovegood who was smiling happily to herself oblivious to the rest of the world. Hermione was the first to speak "Dobby why did you bring Neville and Luna here?"
Dobby brightened an answered "Dobby listened to the voices in his head that said he was to bring Neville and Luna here as they were being needed. Now Dobby is done and must go get cooking Master Harry Potter is far too thin, he is needing to be fed, and an elf to be taking care of him." Dobby beamed as he went back to the ice trunk and began to rummage about again his large ears flapping wildly.
The room was quiet except for the faint crashing and banging coming from Dobby in the ice trunk, finally after shacking his head the George spoke, "well that was interesting. Oh before we forget-."
His brother continued "-we have a gift for you Harry," he reached into his back pocket and pulled out an unconscious fat brown rat who upon closer inspection was missing a front toe.
Harry growled under his breath "Wormtail…"
Cheerfully George continued "yes it is, ugly little bastard isn't he, it really was-,"
"-too easy, we nicked him while Percy was taking a bath-," said Fred with a smirk.
"-He struggled a bit so we clunked him on the head-,"
"-no worry's he should be fine," said Fred sarcastically.
"Fine enough for what ever you decided to do with him that is."
"We were thinking about port keying him to the Ministry of Magic in full Death Eater regalia shouting out how he betrayed your parents and framed Sirius, thanks to a nifty little modified truth serum we brewed just for the occasion."
"The choice is yours, we could shove some fire works up his rat ass and watch him explode but, though it would be fun, we should send him to the Ministry," both Fred and George were watching him apprehensively.
Furrowing his brow in thought Harry finally answered "I think he should be sent to the Ministry, the bastard deservers to rot in Azkaban for an eternity!"
Beaming at Harry's response George dropped him on the floor and muttered and incantation the rat slowly turned into a fat balding man, much to Neville's horror, Fred on the other hand pulled a vial of electric blue liquid out of his pocket and poured it roughly down Wormtail's throat while his brother transfigured his ragged robes into black ones and a white mask, with a flick of his wand Fred turned one of Harry's old socks into a portkey, he waited a moment while his brother cast enervate on the prone man, and tossed the portkey unto the treacherous animagus' chest, in a flash he was gone.
Grinning Fred turned to Harry "we'll send you tomorrows Daily Prophet."
Hermione looked confused, and spoke up "you just did magic and made an unauthorized portkey won't you get expelled?"
Grinning George replied "of course not Hermione my dear we took care of that little issue back in first year the ministry can't trace anything we do."
"How is that possible nothing I have read, has ever even suggested there was a way to get past Ministry tracking spells?" Hermione looked agitated she didn't like not knowing things.
Instead of the twins it was Luna who spoke up "I doubt you would have, the potion to get past the Tracking charms set by the ministry, isn't found in the 'light' books you would read," she soon reverted back into her dreamy self, smiling vaguely, and softly humming an unrecognizable tune.
Hermione looked shocked, and then turned to Fred and George with her hands on her hips, much in the same manner as Mrs. Weasley, "what are you doing reading dark arts books? How did you get them in the first place? What were you thinking going down Knockturn Alley at eleven?" Instead of being cowed like they would in the presence of their mother Fred and George just grinned.
Smiling widely George taunted the outraged girl. "Wow Hermione you have been spending far too much time around our mother, what are you thinking?"
His brother replied "well brother mine, I do believe she is preparing herself for a life of revolting matrimony with ickle Ronikins," both the twins grinned like a pair Cheshire cats at the sputtering girl.
Gathering her wits Hermione retorted "I am not preparing to marry Ron that's disgusting I don't even like him, he's an annoying self centered prat, and I in know way wish to marry him at all!"
Fred looked at her questioningly "well if you don't want to marry Ronikins who do you want to marry?" He watched with perverse fascination as she opened her mouth not even realizing she was incriminating herself beyond all belief.
"Well if I were to marry someone it would have to be…" Hermione sputtered catching herself just in time, her face red with embarrassment she covered her face with her hands, not wanting to meet anyone's eye.
The twins laughed heartily at her expense, Neville laughed weakly while shooting Hermione weary glances, Luna was doubled over in laughter, and Harry was trying hard not to laugh at the expense of his friend.
It took several minutes for everyone to calm down, and in that time Dobby had set out a huge plate of sandwiches he had prepared on a table he had conjured while everyone was otherwise occupied with laughing at Hermione. Fred and George each grabbed a large pile of sandwiches before they flopped onto Harry's newly conjured bed, every one else soon took a few as well and settled themselves around the room and began to eat in silence.
Hermione seem ill at ease, she seemed to be deep in thought, finally after everyone had finished eating spoke up a thoughtful frown creasing her brow. "How would you by pass the ministry wards, a spell, a potion, a ruin inscribed amulet? I have been thinking about this for years, not that I intentionally wanted to break rules of course but it was annoying that I was wasting time during the summer holidays not being able to further my studies. I won't tell on anyone but could you perhaps tell me how I could be able to do magic and not get caught?" Hermione looked hopefully at Fred, George, and Harry.
"We don't think we would be of any assistance, we nicked the potion out of Bogin and Burkes so we don't know the recipe, we wouldn't be caught dead with questionable book whilst we still live with our tyrannical mother," intoned one of the twins.
"I don't know how to make the potion either a friend gave the potion to me," answered Harry who was uneasy and thinking about how Hermione would react to the books from the strange lady's book shop, he was about to tell her about the book when Luna spoke up.
"I might ask my mum how to make the potion she gave it to me when I was six so I could practice and help her with her studies." Smiling serenely she starred at or rather through Hermione.
Harry came to a decision and spoke. "Err that won't be necessary Luna I might have a book that Hermione could use," with that Harry went to his trunk and pressed his finger against the hidden knot of wood at the base of the trunk, "don't freak out or anything but I went to Knockturn Alley yesterday."
Hermione's eyes went wide with shock and she practically yelled "Harry Potter what do you thick you were doing, your ten years old, did you even think about what could have happened?"
"Of course I did it's just I couldn't find any books on Occlumency so I had to go there. I have to keep that snake faced bastard out of my mind!" Collecting his wits Harry continued, "that wasn't all I got down there either I ended up with a few others, they may be bad but if the knowledge they contain will help me end Voldemort's life for good so be it, I will master them." with that he emptied the contents of the hidden drawer. A gasp was issued from all the occupants of the room in unison at the sight of the oily black covers of the Dark Arts texts. Harry pulled out Darke Olde Potions and handed it to Hermione, "I think this might have what your looking for." Hermione gingerly took the book but held it away as if the very touch might contaminate her.
Sheepishly Hermione looked at Harry "so do you have any potions ingredients I can borrow?"
Harry nodded, Hermione continued "well I will look through this book and see if it has the correct potion and tell you what I need in a few days so send Hedwig."
The twins piped up "well we should be getting home mum will be on a war path soon," with a pop they were gone.
Dobby spoke next "Dobby is taking Harry Potters friends home now," he grabbed Neville and Hermione and apparated away, but not before Hermione grabbed a few books from the large pile on the floor and smiling in Harry's direction. Harry and Luna were now alone.
An awkward silence fell over the room, Harry tried to break it by initiating conversation. "Err so finding the past nice?"
Luna blinked a few times and answered in a dreamy voice "yes it is quite nice mum is still alive…" she fell silent again and smiled to herself.
"…That's nice, I suppose, it isn't so bad here now either…" replied Harry grimacing at the rather tactless comment.
Luna peered at him with her over large blue eyes, and with a serious expression said "it is, I plan on locking her up tomorrow."
"That might be an idea…" Harry broke off uncomfortable with the direction the conversation was turning
"Umm so what are you doing tomorrow?" asked Luna in an attempt to bring things back into safer waters.
"…I don't know, probably fix my cupboard… I mean room up, and wait for the Dursley's to let me out some time this week."
Frowning slightly Luna continued "so what are you doing this summer?"
His brow furrowed in thought Harry answered "if I remember correctly we go visit Aunt Marge, she's an evil bitch who breeds bull dogs."
Her expression brightened "does she live near Ottery St Catchpole? I think I know her she chases me off with stones on occasion."
"She might I don't really remember… Yeah I think she does"
"Well if she does you have to come visit me, I think you would be great help in finding a blibering horn dinger. We live in a bright purple house so it is hard to miss."
"Err I suppose I could if I can get away."
"That is most wonderful, I await your visit," Beaming Luna was apparated away by a floating Dobby. With a flick of his wand Harry repaired the broken cupboard door, shaking his head at the days rather quirky beginning, he went about finishing what he had started
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Harry spent the rest of the day organizing his books onto the shelves around his room, the books he had purchased in Knockturn Alley were of course placed safely back into the hidden drawer in his trunk. The potions supplies he had bought were taken into the sixth compartments room and organized onto the shelves around the walls, Harry knew he would have to place wards over the shelves if he planned to use the room as his potions lab, he didn't trust his potion making skills yet, and didn't want to start brewing until the volatile ingredients were well protected from his exploding cauldrons. Next Harry placed his dragon hide vest, pensive, and foe glass on the shelves created by the stairs. Finally with his work finally done Harry sank into his newly conjured bed and into a deep sleep.
The next morning Harry awoke to rumbling snores coming from the corner of his room, it was Dobby curled up him the lumpy arm chair a few of Harry's old clothes used as blankets. Sighing Harry concentrated and flicked his wand he began the incantation, with on last jab he was done and a small purple house elf sized bed was conjured into existence. Gently Harry lifted the little elf and placed him, still snoring, into the little bed. With his work done Harry pulled a book on rudimentary defence and began to read. It wasn't long before Dobby awoke with a shriek.
"Eeeeek Harry Potter sir, you is making Dobby a bed, you is the most kindest, greatest, magnificetest, wonderfulest, wizard ever!" With that the little elf threw him self into Harry's arms, Looking up at him with large tear filled eyes Dobby commented "you is being far too frail Master Harry, you is needing to be fattened up!" with that the little elf turned an began rummaging in the Ice Trunk, Harry turned back to his book shaking his head.
It was two more days until the Dursley's remembered Harry was 'locked' in the cupboard a frantic Petunia Dursley had opened the door the third morning of his imprisonment expecting to find a corpse but was instead greeted by a smiling Harry exhibiting excellent health, even better than before which was only to be expected Dobby was forcing him to eat three meals a day. Grabbing him by the ear and muttering about freaks Petunia dragged her nephew out of the filthy cupboard and set him out to do a huge number of chores. Harry, however had other ideas, to be truthful he was sick of the Dursley's treatment and thought it high time for some well earned retribution, he smeared mud on the plates, put bugs in the food he was made to prepare, and pissed in the flower beds in full view of the neighbours, he was on a rampage. The Dursley's didn't know what to do no threats worked not even Dudley could cow him.
That was by far the most satisfying of all his exploits, it was during an episode of Harry Hunting, Dudley and his cohorts were roaming the streets of Privet Drive searching for there prey, unbeknownst to them the hunters had become the hunted. Harry pounced he kicked Piers Polkiss in the balls, he fell over in tears gripping his crotch, Malcolm was next Harry grabbed a fist full of his hair and kneed him in the face twice, grinning like a maniac at the crunch of bone and cartilage Harry wheeled to face Gordon his ape like face showing traces of fear, this served only to excite Harry. He brought his foot down kicking the boys knee in, Gordon tumbled to the ground in pain, remembering all the times he had been beaten senseless by this boy he stomped on his face breaking his nose kicking the sobbing boy a few times in the ribs for good measure Harry set off after Dudley. Dudley Dursley was scared never in his life had he felt so helpless as he watched his insane cousin defeat his gang, doing the only thing he could think of he ran as fast as his fat legs could carry him. Harry saw this and tore after him he was far quicker than the larger boy and soon tackled him from behind, Harry grabbed a fist full of Dudley's thick blonde hair and slammed his face into the pavement. After having his face rammed into the ground several times a barely coherent Dudley managed to roll over only to have his bloody face battered again by a barrage of punches thrown by a screaming Harry. Harry didn't get to continue hitting Dudley for long Piers had come to and tackled him off of an unconscious Dudley, Harry wasn't afraid as they grappled for position, an opening soon showed it self and Harry ripped out a fist full of the rat like boys hair, Harry soon had the little bastard pinned down and was driving his fist as hard as he could into his slimy little face. Seeing Malcolm getting up Harry stumbled drunkenly off Piers and kicked Malcolm to the ground. The cowering boy tried to block the oncoming kicks but only had his fingers crushed under foot for his effort. Harry a crazed glint in his eye began to kick anything that moved years of torment flashing by his eyes as he reaped his revenge.
Someone finally pulled Harry ,who was screaming obscenities all the while, off the now battered and bloody members of Dudley's gang, He didn't remember much from the street back into the cupboard it was all hazy through he did vaguely remember Mrs. Figg walking back home after witnessing the scene muttering under her breath, most likely reporting to Dumbledore he later mused. It was worth it though Dudley and his gangs reputation was for ever crushed after the four of them were beaten by one boy half their size, Harry thought he might actually be able to make some new friends when he started muggle school in the fall.
Harry's rein of terror continued throughout the week, finally exasperated the Dursley's threw Harry back into his cupboard, he was only let out twice a day to go to the bathroom and given if luck some table scraps and a glass of water which he threw back into their faces, he no longer had to accept their scraps he never would, he would rather starve. Harry used his time locked up in the cupboard to continue his studies, he progress further than he ever thought possible he had mastered all the work up to fourth year and gaining daily in fifth and what he had done so far with sixth year, also he had started scraping the surface of arrithmancy and ancient runes, enough to curse himself for not taking them in third year instead of divination. He had also constructed a window that opened up to the shrubbery next to the house nicely concealed from view but he added concealment charms and anti muggle wards as precaution, but added a slight change to the spell which allowed owls to see but nothing else, Hedwig was now able to live out side not perch in the tree in the back. He had sent a few books to Hermione via Hedwig and received a long letter and list of potions ingredients and cauldron, she had found the potion in the book, and a polite demand for more magic books as it would be odd for her to go to Flourish and Blotts being muggle born.
At long last the summer was half way through Harry spent his time in the cupboard learning all he could, he even started occlumency, the greasy bastard Snape was right he did have to clear his mind but the fuck could have at least been more specific on how to achieve such a state before he ravaged his mind. The day before he was rudely interrupted by Petunia who told him that they, him included, were to visit aunt Marge for a week and they were leaving tomorrow. So there Harry was reading patiently at his desk waiting to be screamed at he wasn't looking forward to being around that miserable bitch for a whole week, but at least he could visit Luna, he hadn't been able to write Neville or Fred and George it would seem a little odd if one of their relatives should stumble upon letters he had sent so he, resigned himself to only having Hermione and that insane Tonks as correspondents. He had sent a letter to the pink haired mad woman a few days before and received a gushing letter in return, she was ever worse of a crazed fan girl of the boy who lived than Ginny Weasley.
Finally they were on the road, thankfully Harry was sitting in the back seat and not in the boot where Vernon wanted to put him. Dudley was trying to stay as far away from him as possible his fat face still bruised and nose swollen as a reminder of what Harry did to him and his gang a few weeks before Harry was better off he had been barely hurt at all other than a few scrapes and bruised knuckles. Harry watched the flashing country side the entire way avoiding the angry glares Vernon kept shooting at him by the rear-view mirror. At long last they had arrive to the harsh chorus of barking dogs Marge as vast as ever on the front step there to great all but Harry. The Dursley's hastily exited the tense atmosphere of the car and charged off to greet Vernon's sister leaving Harry of course to deal with the luggage. Sneering Harry grabbed as many suitcases as he could and trudged up to Marge's cottage, it took another load for Harry to bring everything in, he was just glad he hadn't been locked in boot as well. Vernon had been more temperamental than usual since Harry had beat the snot out of Dudley and Harry wouldn't put anything past the fat man. After several bouts of nasty comments curtsey of Marge Harry was locked in the back shed out near the dog kennels that Marge kept her precious bulldogs in. Laying on his back on the dirt floor Harry fell asleep dreaming of chasing girls with long blonde hair.
The next day awoke early long before any of the Dursley's were up, Harry slipped under the crack in the back of the shed thankfully Dobby's cooking hadn't made him grow or anything so he was able to worm his way out without too much trouble. He tiptoed past the snoring bulldogs and off into the field beyond on a quest to find a conspicuous purple house. Harry's over large pants were soon soaked to the knee by the morning dew, but he didn't care he was off to have a well deserved Dursley free day and nothing could ruin it. It was now mid morning and he had had no luck in finding any strange purple houses sighing in exasperation Harry leaned against a rather large oak tree intent on a break before he continued on his quest.
A voice suddenly spoke up from up amongst the branches "hello Harry nice to see you. I didn't expect to see you today."
Harry didn't bother to look up he knew who it was right away "hello Luna nice to see you too." He looked up and saw Luna hanging upside down on one of the higher branches sporting green and pink striped robes. "Err are you sure that's safe?"
Grinning she looked down "of course it is!" With that she righted herself and as gracefully climbed down the tree. She turned to face Harry "so have you had a good summer so far?"
Smiling like a madman Harry answered "one of the best," and he began to tell her all about what he had learned and who he had fought as he followed Luna home. "and then I tried to do Occlumency, you don't know how to do that do you?"
"I know a little so I might be able to help you, well we are here." They rounded a bend in the path Luna was leading him and a bright purple two three story house, complete with an observatory and glass green house on the roof assailed his eyes. There were a few blue goats grazing on the grass near the pond that was inhabited by orange toads, Harry shot a inquiring look at Luna "oh daddy dropped a full case of potions in the pond by accident last year, every thing that drinks from it changes colour you see, last week the goat were pink, so the changes aren't permanent only if you constantly drink from the pond so don't if you don't want to go neon." Harry nodded readily "well come in side you can meet Mr. Trufflepuff."
The inside of Luna's house was quite a contrast to the outside it was very neat, orderly and strangely normal nothing like what he would imagine it would be like oddly painted walls and such, instead it had a uniform olive down the hall nothing bright or garish the furniture in various shades of brown.
Luna sensing his surprise spoke up "nothing like you thought it would be huh?" Harry shook his head "appearances can be misleading," Harry could only nod.
"Luna come here I have something to show you." A musical feminine voice rang from the back of the house.
Smiling widely Luna grabbed Harry's hand and dragged him down the hall "come meet my mum Harry."
Luna dragged him into what looked like a cross between a work room and a potions lab, vials and jars lined the walls along with strange looking tools, charts and heavy looking tomes, a woman with long blonde hair similar to Luna's was smiling widely, garbed in a leather apron and goggles stood over a shimmering silver orb. Luna had Harry's hand in a death grip her face was extremely pale and she was shaking. The woman didn't seem to notice and she began to talk "Luna you're here I have excellent news I got the memory projector to work, when you locked me up a few weeks ago and told me that I was never to work on this again, got me thinking, so I went over my calculations and picked up a few discrepancies that would cause it to implode." Luna looked ready to faint Harry pulled her trembling form closer to keep her from falling. Her mother continued "so I recalibrated the runes and checked and double checked to make sure no one would get blown up," Luna grasped Harry's arm, "so this morning when you left I decided to experiment and volla it worked, like the merging of a pensive and a muggle fellytishion." Luna's mother beamed at her then she saw Harry "speaking of muggles, why have you brought a muggle child here Luna?" She asked taking in Harry's unwashed body and filthy over sized muggle clothes with a frown, a most unwizard like appearance.
Luna blinked a few times until she grasped the meaning of what was said "Harry isn't a muggle mum."
Her mother pulled her goggles off and frowned again "are you sure he is to little be a Hogwarts student and doesn't look like one of the Weasley brats, therefore he must be a muggle."
Harry scowled at the description of the Weasley's but Luna spoke before he could say anything "I am quite sure mum, he is definitely a wizard." She shot Harry a look as though asking if he wanted to remain incognito of the title boy-who-lived, quite considerate of her, Harry shrugged, Luna nodded and continued "he is Harry Potter mum I met him this morning."
Luna's mother looked sceptical as she took in the grimy boy "are you sure? He doesn't look like Harry Potter would"
"Positive, could you please show your scar it is one of a kind after all? although I suppose on could replicate it if they tried hard enough."
Harry flipped up his fringe revealing the lightning bolt shaped scar on his forehead, he added "I am certain this is the real thing."
Luna's mother looked surprised "we I guess I will take your word for it. Nice to meet you I'm Selena Lovegood," she extended a hand which Harry took.
"Pleasure to meet you Mrs. Lovegood," Harry smiled.
"Call me Selena I am far too young for that Mrs nonsense." She looked him over "when was the last time you had a bath?"
Harry blushed "err I don't know, I ah can't remember…" Harry replied as he looked himself over he really was quite dirty, he hadn't been able to wash for a while, cleaning charms he tried only caused soapy water to squirt out of his ears, the bathtubs he tried to conjure ended up as twisted blobs, and sleeping in the dirt the night before hadn't helped.
"Who looks after you?"
"Umm my aunt and uncle…" Harry trailed off unsure of where this conversation was going.
"Hmm… No worry's dear. Luna why don't you go show Harry your room."
Luna smiled "come on Harry," she grabbed his hand and dragged him out of the room, up the stairs and into a bright yellow room that was filled with books, "don't worry about mum I doubt she will do any thing drastic." Harry smiled relieved.
"Nice room though, I thought it would be green for some reason."
Luna looked surprised "really, I had wanted to paint it green but whenever I tried to change the colour it always turned back to yellow."
"I have the same problem, I can never seem to change the colour of any thing I transfigure." replied Harry with a smile. "I see you like to read."
"Yes books are quite good, so what is your favourite subject? Mine is ancient runes and care for magical creatures although Hagrid wasn't that great of a teacher, not that his heart wasn't in the right place of course," she added at Harry's frown "just that he didn't get much of an education did he only fourth year or something right?"
"Third year actually, expelled for something he didn't do," Harry said with a scowl "I agree though, the blast ended screwts were a bit much. It's odd that none of this has happened yet isn't it?
"Yes it is a bit odd but good though I could never thank those elves enough…" Harry reached over and patted her arm awkwardly.
"I agree It really was for the better," Harry replied. "Oh that reminds me did Peter Pettigrew get exposed the twins never did send me the daily prophet, so I don't know what happened, plus I've been caught up with every thing…"
"Yes he did the ministry is making an 'inquiry' so don't expect much to come of it, Sirius Black might be out in a year or so if he is lucky, once the ministry discovers the truth and decides to act on it since the minister will look bad once it gets out that they sent him to Azkaban without a trial, but on the up side Pettigrew is being held in Azkaban for the duration of the inquiry."
Harry growled in anger "damn them wizards are incompetent idiots."
Luna nodded sadly "sad but true, though Britain does have one of the more backwards magical governments in the world, so that says something."
"I suppose, I wish it wasn't though. Does it seem odd to you Sirius wasn't given a trial. Death eaters that had done worse crimes than what he was accused of were why wasn't he?"
"I had never really considered that, I guess that was the reason Fudge wasn't pressed to do any thing he only killed one wizard and a bunch of muggles who to most of the wizarding world are less than scum, though if I remember correctly I the head of the wizegamot can order a person to Azkaban though they rarely use those powers since it undermines the system…" Luna looked at Harry with a horrified expression.
"No he couldn't have…" Harry's voice trailed off his anger building by the second "he wouldn't have, that bastard, fuck him fuck him to hell!" Harry was building himself into a rant.
Luna slapped him "Harry calm your self, getting angry won't do any good," Harry glared at her but tried to calm himself down with deep breaths. "I see you have at least started to read that book on Occlumency." Luna commented trying to change the subject.
"Yeah I did, it seemed really complicated in the later chapters on mental shields though."
"I haven't got that far myself, I am still organizing my mind."
Harry and Luna fell silent, it didn't last for long though Selena soon called them down. They both got up and trudged down stairs. Selena was standing in the kitchen with a mysterious smile on her face, "well you two have made it down unharmed I see, I might have some most wonderful news in a few days, but I shan't say any thing lest it ruin the surprise." Harry looked confused, Luna however was staring at her mother as though trying to guess what she was not saying. "I guess a few sandwiches will have to suffice," Selena waved her wand and a plateful of rainbow coloured sandwiches popped into existence "dear me I have done it again, never can get the colour right… Well eat up you will need your strength if you are to go searching for blibbering horn dingers this afternoon."
Harry grabbed one and took a tentive bite, it was good despite the fact it was a most curious shade of green. Soon the multicoloured sandwiches were done and Harry and Luna were shooed out of the house by Selena who briefly mentioned something about contacting the department of magical law enforcement to get a patent for her invention, a barely heard mutter about Amelia Bones. Harry and Luna were now perched up a tree on the look out for blibbering horn dingers.
Harry sighed "so do you think we will see one?"
"We might, although they aren't usually around here this time of year they like to migrate to colder climes for the summer months like the crumple horned snorkaks."
"Are you sure they even exist?"
"Of course they exist, I find it most infuriating when people say they don't especially muggleborns really where do they get off saying something doesn't exist when they didn't even believe in magic a few months before it is hypocritical. There are worlds out there other than the muggle and magical ones I am sure of it, and they can be found if one just believes in them," Luna replied fiercely.
"I will believe it when I see it," Harry replied with a mocking aloof tone.
"You had better watch out I might, have to beat open mindedness into your thick skull." Luna was grinning as she tried to sound serious.
"Try and I'll through a nest of nargles in your hair,"
"Really what would violent blue flies do to me?"
"I don't know I was trying to be clever, carry you off to some place foreign with purple grass and mad elves dancing to lurid songs about naked sea nymphs and lecherous fishermen." Harry was struggling to keep a straight face.
Luna laughed "they will be calling you loony next Harry, that was absolutely crazy of you."
Harry laughed back "I try to please, I think Dobby has been a bad influence on me plus the my malicious creativity regarding the Dursley's."
"Well that is a reason able explanation that elf is quite crazy he gets along with daddy quite well of similar minds one might say. They had the most bizarre conversation on muggle cartoons when he brought me back they talked for hours. Oh that reminds me you should ask Dobby if he would like to come have tea, daddy has been asking about him said he supplied the most stimulating conversation for years and would like to see him again."
"Dobby would love that I'll tell him when I get back in a week he tried to come with me, but I told him it was too dangerous, so he is in the cupboard knitting socks."
Harry and Luna were interrupted then by the appearance of two identical red headed figures wending there way over to the tree in which they were seated.
Fred or was it George looked up "Dear me brother mine I seem to have spotted two of the larges birds I have ever seen."
"Really brother dearest what species to you think they are?"
"I am not sure but I have a tingling suspicion that we have come across two love birds sitting in that tree."
Harry and Luna were blushing. "They are love birds? Dear me what will their chicks look like I wonder?"
"Well George dear they will be of the funny looking genus."
Harry whose face was now bright red almost shouted "we aren't love birds!"
"Fred my dearest twin I fear this bird is in denial."
"It seems so George my love."
Luna whose face was glowing a bright magenta said in a forced calm voice "if there are love birds near this tree they are you two!"
"Oh woe is to us they have discovered our narcissistic ways," one of the twins cried out with a fake sob.
The other twin replied "George quit being a drama queen we both know we secretly lust after a set of double jointed identical twins, so quit encouraging those two birds in that tree."
Harry whose red face had lost most of its brightness asked "so what are you two doing here?"
"This and that-," replied Fred with a mischievous smirk.
"-We are hurt you didn't come visit us though-," pouted George.
"Hey I just got here yesterday, and most of that was spent in the car." Retorted Harry.
"No need to get your knickers in a knot-."
"-Just as long as you were going to visit us of course."
"Well enough chatter why don't you come for a visit now we can show you what we have invented so far."
Harry and Luna both fell and jumped gracefully out of the tree respectively, righting themselves they followed after the twins who led them back the way they came through the thick grass in the golden light of the mid afternoon sun. It didn't take long for the four to reach the Burrow in all its quirky glory. Fred and George seemed worried though they kept shooting each other covert glances.
Finally Fred spoke up "alright you two if mum asks you we were with you the entire day and no where near little Ronny's room."
George nodded and added "the consequences of responding in the negative would be most dire we assure you."
"The crazed bat still hasn't forgiven us for supposedly nicking Percy's rat otherwise know as Peter Pettigrew."
"We really don't know what she would do to us if she decided to pin something we 'didn't' do on us."
Harry and Luna nodded in agreement as the twins led them through the door and into the warm atmosphere of the Burrow. It seemed no one was inside the humming from the back garden named Mrs. Weasley but there was no other sign of life anywhere.
George whispered "come on," and led the way up to his and his brothers bedroom.
The room seemed non descript, two beds with identical blue blankets the floor clean of debris, everything neat and orderly nothing to suggest it was the habitation of two notorious prank inventers.
Smirking widely Fred waved his wand "You didn't think this was our room did you?"
"This is only to appease mum," added George.
The neat and clean room was gone and in its stead was a disaster zone, simmering cauldrons on the frame of one bed, the mattress shoved in one corner covered with a rumpled blue blanket, potions ingredients stacked on shabby shelves, boxes of old charms and transfiguration books in various states of disrepair stacked in another corner, newer books on another, in other words very twins like.
Smiling proudly Fred replied "this is the habitation of our genius-."
"-Beautiful isn't it?"
Luna and Harry looked around and nodded. Fred continued "We have created quite the inventory in just a few weeks, thanks to Harry's endorsement of our most illustrious business we have been able to invent most of what we made as our future selves though we have had much more difficulty acquiring some of the more shadier substances."
George continued "so far we have used half of your investment on the required materials of our endeavour; however we have met with a speed bump being only 'twelve' we can't acquire a premise for a set shop, and mum and dad would not be any help, plus we can't set up an owl order with mum reading the daily prophet so there will be no profits in the foreseeable future."
Luna replied "why don't you set up an owl order in a different country, you could set up a depository in Paris for example and put out adds in various wizarding news papers throughout the continent. If I remember correctly people over the age of eleven can own property in France with a guardians permission."
Fred and George gazed at Luna with unconcealed awe and in unison said "you are the most brilliant person we have ever met,"
Fred looked at George and said "I think she has a point."
"I concur brother dear, but how would we staff such a business?"
"But with that nutty elf of Harry's, Dobby I think his name was ten galleons a week an offer he can't refuse. Oh before we forget does he speak more languages than just English?" they looked at Harry with pleading eyes.
Harry sighed "alright I talk it over with Dobby I am sure he will agree as long as I promise not to skip lunch while he is away for the day. Yeah he speaks a few or at least can curse the Dursley's in more than a dozen." Everyone laughed.
"Well that settles it, do send us an owl Harry dearest you can't escape our acquaintance now." Fred laughed.
George giggled "now we just have to find those less than legal items."
Luna who was smiling vaguely replied "oh those you can get a licence to buy and sell class A, B, and C none tradable substances if you apply at the ministry, but you have to get a potions mastery."
Fred scowled "Shit that's good but we can't wait seven years."
Luna answered "you don't have to there is a little known clause in the educational decrees that allow students who show and exceeding aptitude for there school subjects can with the permission of three teachers or if they take a test before hand showing there competence for a subject can take their OWL's and NEWT's early. They don't specify age so you could take them in a few days if you wanted."
George looked at Luna in awe "how do you know all this?"
"Yeah Luna, do you know everything?" Asked Fred with an identical expression on his face.
"No, but I read the ministry charter once."
Harry looked up brightly "so I could take my OWL's early too?"
"I suppose you could I don't think you would be bound by the same rules though since you are not yet a student."
Fred and George's smiles suddenly fell "um Luna where would we get a potions mastery?"
"From becoming an apprentice to a potions master of course, it takes two years, usually the students who are looking to achieve a mastery are placed under the current master at their school."
Fred and George cackled "Snape! He won't know what hit him, he always said we were useless wastrels, we will get perfect grades in potions just to spite him!"
The twins plotting was cut short as a girlish scream echoed from above, grinning madly the twins reverted the room back into the clean and innocent illusion.
George smiled "so the show begins."
Thunderous stomping was heard coming up the stairs, soon the door was thrown open and an angry Mrs. Weasley stood hands on hips glowering at the impassive Fred and George. She began to berate the two "Fred and George what have you done now! Have my warnings gone on deaf ears! How many times do I have to tell you to leave your brother alone!"
Fred looked at his mother with a confused expression "what are you talking about mum?"
"We have being visiting our great friend Harry and his good friend Luna for most of the day, we haven't done anything." George added nodding to Harry and Luna.
Harry and Luna nodded. Fred continued "we have done nothing nefarious at all to have you accuse us of crimes we have not committed wounds us so."
Mrs. Weasley looked from the twins to Harry and Luna and sighed "well you had better not of. It is good you are making some new friends, you had better go back out side, before I make you degnome the garden again."
The twins nodded and ushered Harry and Luna out of the house. Harry looked up at the late afternoon sun then to his friends "well I had better go, I don't want to piss the Dursley's off too much. I'll see if I can sneak away tomorrow." With a finally wave everyone went their separate ways Luna off to find some odd creature, Fred and George gone someplace quite to plan how to go about telling their parents about taking there exams several years early, and Harry who was off to suffer the wrath or the indifference of the Dursley's.
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AN
Chapter 5 finally done, took awhile to iron things out, the next chapter will be slightly shorter as it is I cut this one short it would get far too long if I wrote what I intended.
I humbly thank everyone who reviewed. reviews give inspiration to continue even when I think the whole thing is crap.
I will try to improve my grammar but after years of trying to learn it seems to be a losing battle. It is a good thing spell check was invented or it would be completely unreadable.
Hopefully the next chapter will be soon.