All Over Again

Chapter I

Real True Family

I'mmmmmmm back! Okay so People don't bother going to read my other Harry Potter fanfiction it sucks out loud! Literally, Just saying. I'm working on a revised version. It's much less confusing and will be posted soon… when I do have the time. That story is not my priority.

Thanks to those who took twenty seconds to review, that all that it takes… and the Harry Potter series are sadly not mine… Harry and Ginny would still be together if they were mine……… (Snob)

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"You given up on so much Harry. The higher consul as agreed to give you one wish and I know exactly what it is."

Harry's felt his body being rolled into something strange that was sticky and yet war, comforting. Slowly darkness took him, hand he feinted.

This chapter;

With a loud gasp, Harry regained consciousness and squeezed what ever he was holding. His hands were trembling like leaves. Harry's heart beat was dramatically quick, it was as if he had run the forty-height miles marathon and he had sprinted the whole way.His left hand let gowhat ever he was holding to go and check if he was all in one piece, but he fell on something interesting in his back jeans pocket, his wand.

"Boy get in here with the mail!" Harry heard his uncle muffled screams that came from the kitchen.

"What am I doing at the Dursleys?" He muttered to himself, the boy looked down at what he was holding, bills, a postcard from Aunt Marge and his acceptance letter from Hogwarts!

"BOY!"

"Shut you fat lard and come get the letters yourself!" Harry shouted at his unloved Uncle. He heard Aunt Petunia huff and Dudley sneer, the next thing he knew was that Vernon Dursley was standing looking down at him,hisface was an amusingpurple color, the vein on his neck popping out.

"What did you say to me BOY!" He growled menacingly.

"Boy? I'm a full grown adult, I'm seventeen!" Harry growled back.

"Seventeen." Uncle Vernon snorted. "You're barely eleven."

He grabbed Harry by that hair and punched right next to his left eye breaking his glasses. Harry reached down on his back pocket and grabbed his wand, swiftly he pointed it to his Uncles face. Vernon let go of the boy and backed away frightened.

"W-where did you get that?" He stuttered, now Dudley and Petunia had come to see what was going on with the freak.

Petunia gasped as loud as she could and tried to hide Dudley behind her, didn't quite go as well though.

"I'll make you pay for that Dursley!" Harry whispered coldly. "Petrificus Totalus!" Vernon Dursley fell, his fat face first on the floor.

Harry bent down in to look into his uncles eyes. "Don't ever touch me again, or it will be the death of you."

Replacing his wand in the back of his baggy pant, he walked up stairs where his room was supposed to be, but he found it full of Dudley's toys. Then we strode to the bath room and stared at himself in the mirror. He stood there in the body he used to have when he was eleven years old, mal nourished and pale.

"Holy shit!" He swore.

He glared at the boy before him, through that lying mirror. Fawkes words still very clear in his mind. "You given up on so much Harry. The higher consul as agreed to give you one wish and I know exactly what it is."

He sat himself on the toilet seat, his head hidden in his hands. For the first time in a very long time, he let his emotions loose. Tears were now running freely on his checks, his green eye lost their life, the shadows of his haunted past now more present than ever.

He could still feel Ginny's dead body against him, her face seamed so serene when the spell hit her. Why, why did she sacrifice herself for him? He had broken up for that very same reason, to protect her, but she still ended up dead.

He grabbed his broken glasses and started fixing them with duck tape.

POP! POP! POP!

Harry took out his wand and got out of the bathroom. He sat on one of the stairs and peak at who the wizards were. The first one he saw was Cornelius Fudge Minister of Magic, the second was Dumbledore and third was Arthur Weasley. Harry sighed two out of three wasn't such a bad number.

Though Arthur Weasley was more interested about what was around him then the muggles in front of him, he still started interrogating Petunia.

"My dear woman, what happened here?" He asked.

"That- that freak, that's what happened, that demon child is what happened." The horse like woman answered trembling.

The boy came down the stairs. Harry was trying hard not to smile as he saw his headmaster and girlfriends father still alive and well. Dumbledore turned to Harry and looked at him through his half moon glasses.

"It's me you're looking for." Harry said with little courage.

Arthur was the first to see the shiner bellow Harry's left eyes. "Did he do that to you?" He asked to Harry.

Harry gave a quick nod trying to play the traumatized ten years old. "He's a bad man." Harry couldn't believe that he could be such a good actor. He actually shed a tear. The effect that had was something of the ages. Arthur Weasley was as red as his hair, Harry had never seen Mr. Weasley that angry before, well once when Fred and George had played a prank on Dudley, but he was never this angry in front of him.

"I think this investigation will end here. No real arm done, just a boy protecting himself." He concluded looking at Fudge and Dumbledore. Then he turned to Harry. "Do you want to come and live with me and my family?"

"Would I ever." Harry answered with enthusiasm.

"Arthur, I don't think it would be wise for Mister Potter to come and live with you, all ready that you have five other children of your own to take care of." The old headmaster said sternly.

"It's not a problem p- sir." Harry replied.

Dumbledore bent down and looked deeply into Harry eyes. "Ah I see, then if it is your wish Harry, than by all means go with Arthur."

Harry blinked.

"Albus do you truly think it's wise, letting Young Harry potter go with a family like the Weasley, no offence Arthur." Cornelius interrupted, not wanting the Daily prophet to know about this. "Hero being adopted by the Zeros." What a snappy title that would be, though the minister kept that last part to himself.

"None taken Minister." Arthur said rolling his eyes.

"What's that supposed to mean!" Harry said angrily then looked down remembering that he was only eleven and his rows seamed more like tantrums.

"I believe Cornelius that the Weasley's have superb family values that Mr. Potter is in need of."

With a flick of his wand Dumbledore materialized Harry's belongings.

"Hold on to me Harry." Mr. Weasley said and Harry grabbed his arm with one hand and with the other he held his luggage.

They apperated in front of the burrow, Mrs. Weasley delicious cooking could be smelled for wards and wards, Harry's mouth was starting to water allready. The sky was clear blue, and he could see the pond from where he was. Some garden gnomes were running around and wrestling. Fred and George were dueling, Ron was watching them. They all had smiles. They were still innocent, still enjoying the days of their youth.

"It's not much." Mr. Weasley said. "But its home."

"I think it wicked." Harry replied smiling.

"Common then, lets go get that eye of yours fixed."

They walked into the house, Mrs. Weasley was backing and cake and Ginny was watching, but she truly wanted to be outside and playing with her brothers.

"Molly dear, we have a guest." Arthur kissed his wife on the cheek and Ginny twisted her face in discuss.

"Ginny dear, why do you always do that when I kiss your mother?" Arthur asked laughing.

"It's icky!" Ginny answered giggling, Harry was looking at her, she was still alive, she was there laughing and she was nine years old, some buzz killer that was.

"Well one day young lady you'll meet someone and you'll do the same thing, I just hope it won't be soon." Molly joined in.

"I already know who it's going to be." Ginny gleamed with pride.

"Oh! And who would that be?" Fred asked coming in and grabbing the pitcher of water that Mrs. Weasley had left for them.

"Harry Potter of course." The young girls told them in a matter of fact.

"Oi! Fred come on with the water all ready!" George yelled coming in the kitchen. "Who are you?" he asked pointing at Harry.

"Oh…" Harry tried to hide his blush. "I'm Harry Potter."

They heard a big thud on the floor, when all turned around they saw Ginny fainted on the floor.

"Oh, well welcome at our homeHarry dear." Molly was trying hard to keep a strait face.

"Molly, I need you to fix Harry eye." Arthur said destroying the joyous ambiance.

So that's chapter 1. Please review and I will be a good girl and update quickly. I'm sorry for the punctuation and all… So anyway, pretty predictable Harry getting adopted by the Weasleys. Anyway I love the part when Ginny faints by embarrassment.

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Leovanna.