Summary: Harry isn't the only one in danger! So what happens when the Dursleys are sent to Hogwarts along with the kids? Closure of course! And arguments with the Weasleys! Yay!
AN: For any newcomers, my storys start off rubbish, then get better as they go on. I think. For anybody who has already read one of my storys… I'm sorry you have to go through this again. This is in Harry's sixth year.
Hoggy Warty HogwartsChapter One:
Lets go. NO!
"BOY!"
"What?"
"What is this?" Uncle Vernon brandished a piece of paper in Harry's face.
"It looks like a letter Uncle Vernon."
"I know what it is." Vernon said, "Just… read it!"
Harry took the letter from Vernon and read…
(Ok, I planned to have a letter here now but I'm rubbish at writing letters so I've left it for the moment. I may write it up in the future when I update it, though, so don't turn into a sobbing heap of goo… yet)
It said that the Dursleys had to go along to school with Harry because it was too dangerous for some of the relatives of several families to stay in their homes. That meant that other peoples relatives were coming too.
Harry groaned. "Oh, no…" There was a high probability that the Weasleys would be coming too. They were very openly against Voldemort and would probably be in a lot of danger. Although Harry would usually be happy that Mr and Mrs Weasley would be coming to spend the school year with them, he was also quite worried about how they would react to the Dursleys, as Mr Weasley had only been close up to them that one time in fourth year, and Mrs Weasley had only seen them a few times at kings cross station. They knew they were bad, but they didn't really know.
"Oh, no indeed." Uncle Vernon towered over his nephew. He plucked the letter out of Harry's hand and stared at it for a moment. "When were you going to tell us, boy?" He snarled glaring at Harry over the parchment, "And don't tell us you didn't know."
Harry looked at him. "I didn't know."
Vernon suddenly cried out in anger, shocking Harry to stillness, and grabbed Harry round the neck. He pulled Harry's face close to his, so that their noses were almost touching, and began in a low voice,
"You listen, boy-"
BANG!SHORT CHAPTERS SAVE LIVES, but create boredom…
My trade mark shortie! Shortie chappie from evil nastie BeaQue-ie!
I've had this story on my mind since last year… I just never wrote it. So know I put pen to paper (or finger to keyboard) and began to type. I hope you like, and review!
