Chapter 2 – Stupefy

Malfoy. Draco Malfoy.

"I see dirty blood traitor Weasley has finally paired off with filthy mud blood Granger! It was only a matter of time." He said. The git. I can feel my blood pressure rising. Uh- here I go!

"Go to hell, Malfoy! One of these days I'm gonna pull your head out of your ass!" WOW. I finally said it.

"Mind your language, Weasley. I'm a prefect for two more minutes!"

Ooh now Hermione's jumping up. "So are we!"

"Careful, Granger. If you carry on like this, you'll end up like Lily Potter, and look where she is now!"

"You leave my mum out of this!" that was Harry.

Now we're all standing up, pointing our wands at him. I can see the apprehension dawning on his face. He's out numbered. He's slowly retreating. Oh, heck. It's the last day. I'll let him go. Bloody hell, I can't believe I just thought that! Maybe it's the melon talking, but I really do feel sorry for him. Gulp. I think I need to go lie down. But he looks so terrified. I want to let him get away. Just once.

"Stupefy!"

Ah. Seems like Harry has other ideas.

I wouldn't want to get on the wrong side of him right now. He's taking in big, ragged breaths, and his face is all screwed up. That's what always happens when Harry gets mad.

Hermione has her arm around Hermione's shoulder now.

"Come on Harry! This is our last ride on the Hogwarts Express! Don't spend the rest of it in a bad mood!" she's telling him. I'll join in.

"Hermione's right, Harry. You should be happy, not sad! Come on, let's have some fun!"

"OK, let's have fun." Harry said, "but let me get one thing straight first. I've got to spend two weeks with the Dursley's; promise me you'll send owls!"

"Oh we will Harry!" ah, Hermione. When she says something like that, you know she means it!

"And remember Harry; you can use magic now, so don't let them boss you around!"

Oh good. Harry's grinning now. Hmm, I'll see if I can make him grin even more!

"Yeah, Harry! See, it won't be that bad! And you can apparate all over the place and scare Dudley!"

Yup. I am the master. He is gonna crack his face if his grin gets any wider.

"Yeah, thanks guys! Poor little Dudders! This is gonna be more fun then I thought! By the way, am I going to the Burrow or Grimmauld Place?"

"The Burrow; we'll spend the summer there, then go to Grimmauld Place with the rest of the Order once the summer is over."

Sometimes I think that I am so intelligent surely my head will burst with the strain of holding my brain.

"OK, thanks Ron. Now, who wants to help me plan Dudders' attacks?"

Sounds like fun!

Tricks to play on Dudley Dursley,

List compiled by Harry Potter, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger:

Feed him a jaw-lock toffee from Fred and George's joke shop. It will glue his mouth together so that he can't eat.

Levitate his food around the room with Wingardium Leviosa.

Get his PlayStation to chase him round the garden.

Stand in front of him and tease him. When he runs at you, apparate behind him.

Transfigure his hair into grass and see how long it takes for someone to notice.

Use invisibility cloak to spy on Dudders and to get extra food.

Get Hermione and the Weasley's ideas by owl post.

Torment Dudley, petunia and Vernon as much as possible!

The train is slowing down. I can see people from our year in the other carriages. They are all hugging. Some are crying. Hermione's crying. Harry's crying too. Oh bloody hell. So am I! I'm hugging Hermione now. Damn that feels good! I don't want to let her go! Oh, well, I have to now. She's turning to Harry now. She's hugging him. I may just be imagining things, but I swear that when I hugged her it lasted longer. Maybe Harry's just a rotten hugger. I don't know; I've never hugged him. Ouch! He just whacked me on the back! Right, he's going to pay for this. Oh my God, I whacked him so hard he fell over! He's OK, though, he's laughing about it. We're getting our trunks down now. We're going out the door- whoops I just tripped over. Wait a sec, I just tripped over Malfoy! Hermione's frowning. Her lips are so perfect! She's opening them. Now she's closed them. OK, she's opening them again. She's speaking-

"You might want to deal with Malfoy, Harry!"

Harry's pointing his wand carelessly over his shoulder.

"Enervate!"

Malfoy's stirring now. Bloody hell, he looks like Death himself! OK, I'm rushing to the door now. I want to get out before Malfoy comes to his senses and runs after us to kill us!

We're on the platform now. Going through the gate. There's mum! Oh my God does she really have to wave like that?

"How are you all?" she's asking. I can't be bothered to answer. I'll grunt instead.

"Fine, thanks, Mrs. Weasley!" that was Hermione. She's always sucked up to my mum.

"And how are you Harry?" she's eyeing Harry critically. "Remember, as soon as you turn 17, apparate to the Burrow. We'll have a big birthday celebration for you! Then you'll spend the summer at the Burrow, with us, and then when the holidays have finished you can start work in the Order, if you wish to." "Thank you, Mrs. Weasley, you are so kind!" Harry's spotted the Dursley's and is walking towards them now. He's turning around. Waving. Shouting his last good-byes. I'm waving back. So is Hermione, and Ginny, now. Goodbye, Harry. See you in a few weeks!