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Harry Potter and the Corridor of Time

~~I wrote this a while ago, just after Goblet of Fire came out, it's a possible 5th year for Harry and Co.~~

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"Where do you think you're going with that?" questioned Uncle Vernon as Harry drug his chest of school supplies across the living room floor.

"Mr. Weasley is coming by to pick me up and take me to another friend's house with Ron"

"Mr. WHO?" Vernon obviously remembered the last time Mr. Weasley had come by.

"He has a car this time. Hermione said so. I won't be back for the rest of the summer."

"Who says your going?"

"Oh well, that's o.k. I don't have to go. I haven't written to my godfather in a while anyways, I should write to him soon before he begins to worry."

"Umm. . . Well, so long as Mr. Weasel doesn't come through the hearth, I suppose you may go." Vernon hastily left the room.

Harry pulled his trunk and Hedwig's cage to the door and sat by the window to wait for Ron.

"What are you doing twerp?" Harry turned to see Dudley swagger into the room.

"None of your business."

"I'd like to know anyway." Dudley said, clenching a fat fist menacingly.

"I'm going to a friend's house for the rest of the summer." Harry said, looking back out the window.

With that Dudley backed out of the room with both hands shielding his rear.

Harry laughed silently at his cousin. The laugh turned into a gag as he saw a leg appear out of nowhere on the driveway. The leg was followed by the rest of Ron Weasley and then Ginny. On the other side Mr. Weasley appeared head first. Before they could knock on the door Harry threw it open.

"Hi Harry!" called Ginny.

Harry waved, "Where are Fred and George?"

Ron reached the doorway, "They got invited to Lee's house, besides, and it wouldn't look to good on their reputations to hang out with their little brother and his friends all summer."

"That's too bad; we could have had a lot of fun."

"Come on you three!" Mr. Weasley called from the invisible car, "The Grangers expect us to be their soon! Say goodbye to your aunt and uncle and we'll be off."

Harry shouted goodbye into the seemingly deserted house and then he and Ron picked up Hedwig and his trunk and headed towards the driveway. "How am I supposed to get in?" Harry asked, staring at the empty spot where the Weasley's car was parked.

"When you come into contact with it, it becomes visible to you." Mr. Weasley explained while loading Harry's things into the trunk.

Harry reached out towards where he thought the car would be and his fingers came in contact with the cold metal of the car. Instantly the car came into view. Harry pulled his hand back, the car vanished.

"Go on, get in." Said Ron, coming up to stand behind Harry. Harry touched the car and opened the now visible door to get in. "Ginny, you get in the front so that Harry and I can sit in the back." Ron told his sister.

Ginny clambered into the front and Mr. Weasley started up the car.

A while later Mr. Weasley parked the car in front of a house on a busy street. Hermione ran out to meet them.

"Is this, umm, your new car Mr. Weasley?" she asked uncertainly as they all got out of the car.

"Don't you love the color?" Ron called.

"It's certainly unique. Come on inside, Mum made little sandwiches and tarts for a snack."

Harry, Ron, and Ginny drug their belongings up the steps to the house. Hermione opened the door and they walked in together.

"Surprise!!!" Harry nearly dropped his trunk. In side the house waited Fred, George, Percy, Bill, Charlie, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley as well as to other adults Harry took to be the Grangers.

"Happy Birthday Harry!" Yelled out Ginny, "So, were you surprised?"

Harry was too shocked to reply.

"Don't be shy now Harry," said Hermione's mum, "I have snacks in the sitting room, Hermione, show Ron and Harry to their room and then come join us for refreshments."

"Harry, Ron, your room is just up those stairs to the right. There are two beds, a couch, and a tele."

"What's a tele?"

"Sorry Ron, it's a box that, well, umm, Harry can show you."

On the way up the stairs Harry explained to Ron what a television was.

Ginny and Hermione were waiting for them at the bottom of the stairs when they returned. Hermione led them to the sitting room where Mrs. Granger was passing out miniature cakes and tarts.

"Thank you," Harry said, mid bite, "these are excellent."

"Why thank you Harry," Hermione said "I made those ones." George, who had just came up, pretended to gag, Percy gave him a reprimanding look and the Fred started to laugh and almost choked for real on his own food. Hermione had the last laugh.

"So Hermione," said Fred (hey, that rhymes!) when he had regained his composure, "How was your week with Vicci?"

"Yeah," added George, "You said that you would tell us when Harry, Ron, and Ginny got here."

"Are you sure you want to know?" asked Hermione, blushing.

"Actually, I'm quite interested myself," said Bill, walking up.

"Me too." Said Charlie.

"Well, o.k. lets see, it started when he came to get me. He picked me up in his flying car. You will not believe this car! It was so incredibly fast that it took but an instant to reach his house on the other side of the country. I later read a book . . ."

"That is so like you, Hermione." interjected George, "Books."

Hermione cleared her throat. "As I was saying, the book was about magical cars. I figure his was an apparating vehicle. You know, cars that can apparate like people?"

"Yeah, Yeah, go one."

"Any ways, we arrived at his house, except it wasn't a house, I mean, well, it looked like a house on the outside, but once you were in it was like a medieval castle. We spent most of our time swimming in his lake. It was freezing! He showed me a way of breathing that made it feel warmer, but it was still cold."

"I thought it was weird that he could just jump in our moat like that."

"Fred! George! Whichever one you are, stop interrupting!" shouted Hermione at the grinning twins.

"Ah, come on Hermione, you've known us for, what, 4 or 5 years now and you still cant tell us apart?"

"Do you want me to finish or not?" Hermione fumed.

"Fred, George, shut up, you're being inconsiderate." chimed Percy.

"Well he took me to one of his quiditch practice and his team taught me how to play."

"Really?" Ron sounded excited "What position? Did you get to meat all the players?"

"I actually did quite well as keeper, that position doesn't require quite as much broom coordination as the others."

"Maybe you could try out for the Gryfindor team." Harry suggested.

"I thought of that, but it would interfere with my studies."

"Ah, Hermione, are we not good enough for you? I think I shall cry." Fred said, putting his head in his hands and leaning on Percy. Percy pushed Fred into George, and then George pushed him back.

"Somebody start the music! Were playing hot head!" cried George.

"Come on you guys, I'm not a potato." Fred said after being pushed by Percy into his twin's lap.

They were all laughing when Mr. Weasley called across the room that it was time to open gifts.

"He'll be right over!" Fred yelled back across the room.

The next thing Harry knew was that he was sitting on the floor between the Weasleys and the Grangers. Harry looked back across the room to where he had just been sitting seconds earlier. The twins were doubled over with laughter. Looking closer Harry saw that Charlie had his wand out.

"You all right Harry?" George asked between laughs "We've had that planned for ages!"

The group walked over to join Harry and the parents.
After dinner and presents Harry and Ron lay on their beds up-stairs.

"So, what did you think?" Ron asked.

"It was fun, my first birthday party ever." Harry and Ron lay in scilence for a while.

"Hey!" Ron said suddenly "Can we watch the telervision?"

"Sure, here is the remote, the red button turns it on and off and the ones with numbers change what you're watching." Harry tossed the remote at Ron and it hit him on the forehead.

"Ouch! What was that for?" he asked as a red bump appeared on his head.

"Sorry."

Harry spent the next half hour explaining muggle products on commercials to Ron. Finally they fell asleep.

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More will come!