Chapter 1The Best Worst Day

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"Ugh..." Harry moaned waking up to sound of his ridiculously loud and annoying alarm clock. But today was the best, but also the worst day of Harry's life. Why? Well, today was the day that ended summer and it was time to return to Hogwarts for the 6th year. But it was the worst day because he had to make the Dursleys the greatest breakfast of the year. When he was all dressed, had his bag all packed up, and Hedwig in her cage he went to kitchen to find the Dursleys sitting at the table. Mr. Dursley with his newspaper said, "Get on with it, boy! I want bacon and eggs. Scrambled."

Mrs. Dursley didn't make any eye contact with him and said, "I want 4 boiled eggs. Try not to get any shells in them this time."

"I want pancakes, waffles, eggs, bacon, bagels, and...cereal!!! Don't forget anything!!!" Dudley demanded. Harry simply nodded.

He finished making the food in about 45 minutes. As he was serving Dudley all of his carbohydrates, the news lady was talking about another mysterious death.

"Bloody hell! All the news can ever write or talk about now days are these murders." Mr. Dursley complained.

"It's horrible and ruins my whole day. Because I have to make sure when I go out I don't get hit by a giant blast of green." Mrs. Dursley said looking at Harry.

Harry ignored by pouring some milk into a bowl.

"Is someone going to pick you up?" Mr. Dursley asked.

"Yeah. Hagrid should be here soon." Harry said really wanting to get out.

Hedwig started hooting and Harry walked towards the door where the beautiful, snow white bird and gave her some milk, "Don't worry, Hedwig. We'll be out of here soon. I promise."

"HARRY POTTER!!!!"

Harry ran into the kitchen and found the family room and the Dursleys covered in dust and ash. Hagrid was in the middle of the room, "Hello, Harry."

"Hi, Hagrid!!"

"You ready to get out?" Hagrid asked in a teasing tone.

"You read my mind!" Harry said with a very big smile.

"NOT...until my house is cleaned up!!" Mrs. Dursley demanded.

"Why," Hagrid asked, "Being dirty suits your personalities."

"Why did you come down the chimney Hagrid? I was expecting to see you on your motorcycle." Harry wondered.

"My cousin, Santa, is teaching me. In case he gets sick on Christmas." Hagrid explained.

Hedwig started hooting again.

"Sounds like Hedwig is anxious to go to school." Hagrid said.

"Let's go!!" Harry said starting for the door.

"NOT UNTIL MY HOUSE IS CLEAN!!!!" Mrs. Dursley yelled.

Hagrid sighed, snapped his fingers and the room was spotless. They tried to find Harry, Hagrid, and Hedwig...but they were gone.

"Thank God!" they said in unison.