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Hop on a fast train out of town.
Downside up and Upside down.
Going fast is going slow.
What could have been we'll never know.
In this place that has no name .
I can't remember why I came.
Then I hear you whisper low.
One more mile to Jericho.
Nothing is ever what it seems.
When you live inside your dreams.
The walls will tumble.
The walls will tumble.
But I'm not gonna cry.
My heart won't crumble.
My heart won't crumble.
If we ever say goodbye.
Everybody gets the joke.
Where's the fire.
Where's the smoke?
Money, love and jealousy.
Something's got a hold on me
but I will follow where you go.
One more mile to Jericho.
The walls will tumble.
The walls will tumble.
But I'm not gonna cry.
My heart won't crumble.
My heart won't crumble.
If we ever say goodbye.
One more mile.
One more kiss.
One more word.
One more wish.
And love will save us.
This I know.
From this place called Jericho.
The walls will tumble.
The walls will tumble.
But I'm not gonna cry.
My heart won't crumble.
My heart won't crumble.
If we ever say goodbye.
Jericho by Hilary Duff.
Harry's Summer Holiday
Chapter Two - The Granger's arriving.
It was difficult for Harry to get to sleep, because he knew that Hermione was coming to rescue from him from the Dursley's, he only needed to come here one more time before his 17th birthday, which is only in 11 days.
"I kept my promise to Dumbledore by coming here again before my 17th birthday, so I now don't have to come here again. They don't realise that I don't need to come here next summer. I think I'll find a house so I definitely don't have to come here again." Harry thought to himself, early in the morning.
Harry looked at his alarm clock, and it was 7:00. Uncle Vernon should be getting up to go to work now. I really should get up because I have to cook his breakfast. Sigh.
Harry hurried down the stairs towards the kitchen. He could hear his Uncle in the shower upstairs. Well, at least that gives me some time to get his breakfast ready.
When Uncle Vernon came down the stairs he could smell food coming out of the kitchen. He wondered who was cooking it, because he knew that Petunia was still in bed and Dudley of course would be asleep. So that leaves Potter. Why the hell would he be cooking breakfast? Petunia normally does it, but she was still in bed, being lazy for once.
"Hey boy, what are you doing in the kitchen? And what are you doing with the frying pan? You're not normally up this early." Uncle Vernon said when he walked into the kitchen.
"Good Morning, Uncle Vernon, I thought since it is my last day in this house for the summer holidays, I thought that I'd make you breakfast for once. I hope that you like eggs and bacon." Harry said, knowing it was his last day here forever.
"I can't believe you boy, you're just going to cook me breakfast when you think that you can get away with a better goodbye than last year? Well... that WAS in the middle of the night. Okay, just hurry up because I'm starving." Uncle Vernon said, rushing him slightly.
"Okie dokie, here it is, your eggs and bacon on toast. I hope you like them, I better finish my packing, so I'll just go upstairs and do that." Harry said as he put the breakfast down on the table and walked out the door before his Uncle could reply.
Up in his room Harry was laughing because it was so funny in the kitchen. He hadn't really meant the eggs and bacon to go to Uncle Vernon because he was cooking his own breakfast. He then decided he'd go downstairs when Uncle Vernon had gone to work.
Harry listened for the door downstairs to open, and then he heard his Uncle get into his car swearing and not understanding what happened to him that morning.
Once Uncle Vernon had gone to work, Harry went downstairs to make his breakfast before his cousin; 'The Evil Git' Dudley or his Aunt Petunia woke up. Dudley normally woke up around ten and his aunt was normally up before his uncle was up to get to work.
For breakfast Harry had Eggs and bacon, what he was going to cook before his Uncle interrupted. Just as Harry was about to take his plate over to the sink, his cousin Dudley came downstairs and into the kitchen.
"Hey asshole, what are you doing with the frying pan and that plate? If you have had the last of the eggs and the bacon, I'll make sure you get in trouble for it." Dudley said in an accusing tone.
"DON'T YOU DARE TO CALL ME THAT YOU FAT FUCK, YOU WILL PAY FOR THAT NEXT SUMMER WHEN I CAN DO MAGIC AND NOT GET INTO TROUBLE." Harry fumed at Dudley.
Dudley went back into the shadows remembering the last time when Harry was really, really, angry. It was when his Aunt Marge was over and she blew up like a balloon and floated away. It was really weird, but he figured out that since Harry had came to the Dursley household, somethings had been very weird. Like when Aunt Petunia cut his hair down to the roots, and it grew back overnight.
After fuming at Dudley, Harry stomped up the stairs, and went into his bedroom to tidy up and put the last minute things into his trunk.
Later that day around 4:00 o'clock in the afternoon Harry started to feel really nervous about meeting Hermione's parents. He didn't know why but he had a feeling that this was going to be a really interesting summer.
To make the time go faster he did some of the holiday homework that his teachers from Hogwarts set him. They thought that because they were going into there seventh year that the homework was to increase. The reason was because of the NEWTS.
At 4:30 on the dot, the doorbell of the Dursley's house rang. Harry ran down the stairs to see if it was Hermione but Uncle Vernon had beaten him to the door because he was in the living room waiting.
At the door was Hermione and her parents, grinning ear to ear.
"Hello, I'm Robert Granger and this is Robin my wife. We are here to pick up Harry. My daughter Hermione goes to the same school as Harry."
"Err, Hello. I'm Vernon Dursley. Come in. I hope that the drive hasn't been too long. It is a pleasure to meet you."
"Of course we will come in won't we Robin? This is my daughter Hermione, can you tell her where she might find Harry? I'm very sure that she and Harry will have lots to catch up about." Mr. Granger replied to uncle Vernon.
"To find Harry you go down the corridor and up the stairs. His room is the one that has the cat flap. Don't worry about the cat flap, we don't use it anymore." Uncle Vernon told Hermione.
"What do you mean Cat Flap?" Mrs Granger asked.
"Erm... nothing. It already came with the house." Uncle Vernon replied, making up an excuse.
"Okay, thank you, Mr. Dursley." Hermione replied however inside she was thinking big, fat jerk!
Harry was up in his room pacing around. He didn't' know why but he suddenly felt sick. Why would he be feeling this way? He felt light-headed at the though of Hermione. What had gotten into him?
Then the door burst open and a blur of brown hair was seen. Hermione had ran into the room and gathered Harry into an enormous hug. All Harry could see was brown hair.
"Hermione, I can't breathe!" Harry said to her underneath the bushels of hair.
"Oh sorry Harry, I didn't' mean to strangle you. I just was so excited to see you and I couldn't help it. How has your holidays been so far?" Hermione asked in one breath, slightly blushing at her actions.
"They've been alright, because I've been teasing Dudley about how I am going to be on age in one month. It's been really funny watching his face. How's your holidays been?" Harry replied to Hermione, also blushing, but still having that dizziness from before. But there was a new feeling... something he'd never felt before. What was it? He felt like butterflies were flying about in his belly. Why was he feeling like this?
"Oh yeah, my holidays! Well, they have been great. I've been bored without Ron and you making my life difficult and funny. I've had to cope with my neighbours wondering where I've been the last seven years and I had to say that I go to a boarding school." Hermione replied to Harry.
"Haha, so anyway..." Harry said, feeling even more dizzy than before.
Hermione noticed Harry acting strange and starting getting concerned.
"Harry? Are you alright?" Hermione asked with a hint of concern in her voice.
"Huh? Yeah, just a bit dizzy, I'll be fine." Harry admitted.
"Hmm, are you sure?" Hermione made sure, she was unconvinced.
"Yes." Harry said, plainly and simply.
"Alright." Hermione gave in.
End of Chapter Two!
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