Hey guys, here again with another chapter. Gotta say…I love the reviews I'm getting. The total amount might not seem like much, and it really isn't much, but it's not bad for a fanfic about a series that is…well…done. There are a lot less people reading HP fanfiction now than there were a couple years ago. I would like to thank sanystyle, 4nim3f33k and Danji for reviewing my last chapter. Good for you, sanystyle, for actually mentioning one of my more obvious references in the chapter, especially if you aren't American.
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Disclaimer: If wishes were fishes, I would be killed by piranhas sent after me by a jealous JK Rowling. No, I don't really understand what I just said either.
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Recap:
Either way, Harry's years at the Burrow passed quickly, but were good years for him. Before he knew it, he was ten, and his eleventh birthday was coming up in a few short hours. The Weasleys would not be celebrating it with him until the following night, as Arthur still had work and the twins weren't due to get back from their friend Lee's house until noon.
Harry had something special planned to thank them for caring for him much the same as they had for their own children, and was greatly looking forward to it.
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Harry's birthday started with an explosion. His bed exploding, to be more precise, as he had miscounted the equation of the ratio of aluminum to rust in the thermite he was making. As Ron sat up from his bed coughing, Harry caught sight of Ron's rat, Scabbers. Wondering for the umpteenth time why it was so goddamn familiar, Harry decided to let it go. He was sure that he'd figure it out some day, after all.
Harry's musing was interrupted by Arthur and Molly rushing into the room.
"Why did you destroy your bed, Harry?" Arthur asked exasperatedly. Harry said nothing and pointed furiously at Ron, trying to look as innocent as one could possibly be while blaming a ten year old on an explosion. While the adults were distracted, Harry fled the room and closed the door behind him, using magic to seal it. Dropping Molly's wand behind him carelessly as he wandered downstairs to see if the twins were up, Harry wondered how long it would take for the adults to escape Ron's room.
Halfway down the flight of steps, Harry remembered that the twins were gone and wouldn't be back for seven hours, if his internal clock was right. And it always had been right, ever since that incident with the turtles and Ginny's comb. He wondered if she had got over its loss yet.
Penning a short note to the Weasleys and leaving it on the kitchen table, Harry wandered out the door and began the two-mile walk towards the Lovegood household. In this life, Harry got along exceptionally well with Luna, though both thought that the other was very odd.
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"Hey Luna, wanna go fishing for Plimpies? I think that they're probably done spawning now, so they should be safe to make into soup," Harry queried.
Luna looked at Harry oddly for a moment, and then turned her head sideways at him.
"Harry, we've been over this before," she started. "Plimpies don't exist. Besides, mum wanted to take me to get more clothes today, so we can't hang out."
Luna would have once bristled at the extra time spent with her mom, but after Harry accidently exploded her father's erumpent horn, sending Harry and her parents to St. Mungos she had been more than happy to do things together, happy that they were still alive. Her mum had also started being extra careful around her experiments, and had confessed that had she not began taking more care at least three of her experiments would have since killed her.
"But Lunaaaa, it's a two mile walk over here and I'm tired…."
"Then apparate," she suggested calmly. "We both know that you can apparate, so don't try that 'I'm a stupid ten year old' expression on me."
Glaring at her, Harry pointed a stick at Luna's house and screamed "Ronnikus Explodicus!"
When nothing happened, he sighed and apparated away.
Immediately after, a small boom echoed through the clearing that Luna's house was centered in and sounds of a sobbing redhead were heard.
"I was just coming to get Harrryyy…."
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That night, Harry was delighted to get a muggle book called "The Anarchist's Cookbook" before even having to talk to anybody, as Bill was cool enough to send it to him from America, where he was visiting friends, but was immediately forced to surrender the to Molly. Vowing revenge, he smiled and walked into the kitchen where multiple people jumped out at him and yelled a firm "surprise!" in his general direction.
They learned to never do that again as Harry responded by flicking a knife at Ron and screamed "Muerte de jengibre!" Immediately, Harry was hit by several stunners sent by the alarmed adults and wasn't to wake for twenty minutes, were upon he was too tired to participate in his party and went back to sleep after receiving multiple gifts of cheap chocolate and a year's subscription to the Quibbler. The Weasleys weren't particularly wealthy, after all.
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Waking up the next morning, Harry decided to head off to Diagon Alley alone. Who needed an escort? Certainly not him.
So after breakfast, Harry ran screaming towards the floo and dived into it, and then turned around, still screaming, and ran back into the kitchen to steal Molly's wand and extinguish the fire that now covered his clothes. Going back to the fire, wand still in hand, Harry threw in a pinch of floo powder and jumped in after yelling "The Leaky Cauldron!" Finally, Harry was going to get his own wand.
Arriving in the Leaky Cauldron, Harry strolled immediately towards the entrance to the alley and tapped in his stolen wand in a random pattern, and when the portal didn't open, he instead got ready to cast a blasting hex at it. Before he could, the portal was opened from the other side and he rushed in, sad that he no longer had an excuse to explode things. Oh well, he thought, first things fist, Gringotts.
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Another chapter, another feeling of unfulfillment. Is that even a word? Spell check certainly doesn't think so. So whatja guys think? Please leave your reviews in the comment section below. In case you didn't know, that is another reference, and one that you should mention in any reviews you might drop. Please don't hate me for having two bleh-type chappies in a row! I really just need to get him to prescripted events so that I can mutilate them. Anyhow, see ya guys later, don't forget to review, and if any of you are funny, I might want to get one of you to beta for me in exchange for eternal glory and my thanks.