Yas! Third week writing this! Now if some of you haven't review saying what you want to happen, then I suggest you do. I have almost got a full story line for this. Of course, containing fluff. I guess we should get on with the story. Let's proceed!
Harry's POV.
I flopped on my bed. My aunt Petunia shrieked.
"Harry! Get down here! Now!" Uncle Vernon screeched up to me when I didn't try to get up move.
"YOUNG MAN!GET DOWN HERE THIS INSTANT!" I groaned, but staggered to my feet. I climbed down the stairs.
"What do you want?" Uncle Vernon's face was very red with rage, Dudley was pretending to watch t.v. when he was actually listening to what I did wrong this time.
"WHAT I WANT? WHAT I WANT IS FOR YOU TO BEHAVE!" I glared up at him.
"What did I do this time." He marched up to me and grabbed my elbow.
"Boy, I want you to know, if I see any trace of your kind this summer. You aren't going to return to your school this year." His voice was like nails in my face. I rolled my eyes.
"Don't worry, I'm sure nothing will happen this summer." He stood straight.
"Well then, I'm off to work." I thought of something.
"Well, actually. I think I can promise no magic, if I can leave halfway through the summer and go to my friend Ron's." Uncle Vernon spun around.
"Don't say that word." I nodded like a good boy.
"Of course." Uncle Vernon thought for a moment.
"None of what you do?"
"Not any in the least."
"Well, I'll think about it. If I see one trace of what you do, all of your hopes are down the drain." I smiled, then retreated up the stairs smiling. I immediately pulled out a piece of parchment. I scribbled down a note to Ron.
Dear Ron
I think that I just pulled the biggest scam on my family ever. If I don't use magic for a month and a week then Uncle Vernon would be completely ok with me going to your house. I'm not supposed to do magic anyway, so this is a plus for me. I can just leave it all to Hedwig to keep me a secret. Plus we can let her out at night now. I can't wait to see all of the Weasley clan again. And Hermione. I also think I know the perfect time to escape from here.
Yours truly,
Harry
I rolled up the parchment and tied it with a string. Then I attached it to Hedwig's leg. I gave her two treats, which she gobbled up indignantly. Then I opened up my window, and felt the breeze sting my skin lightly. Hedwig flew out and soared away. I found myself smiling after her, it must be good to feel free like that, especially anytime you want. I can barely leave the house unless I fill out a form. I pulled out a piece of parchment, and began to write.
Dear Sirius
Please save me! I hate it here at the Dursley's! They dislike me just as much as I hate them, and they always yell at me and treat me like I'm a broken wand. Why won't Dumbledore just let me stay at your place for half of the summer? You're so much better than the Dursley's! And Hogwarts would be the only other place I would go besides yours. Please help me, by telling me how to survive the summer until I can escape this hole of utter darkness.
Yours,
Harry
I rolled up the parchment deciding to send it a few days after Hedwig got back. Pulling out my homework, I laughed at some of the simple spells, and was able to quickly write about them. I smiled to myself. Ginny could solve this stuff, she was really smart, and nice, and pretty. She's Ron's sister! She's Ron's sister, Harry, get a hold of yourself!
Two days later Hedwig returned. She had a scroll tied to her leg, and a small package. I took off the message relieving Hedwig and returned her to her cage, giving her some treats and water. She then fell asleep rather easily. I threw myself onto my bed and unrolled the parchment of paper. This is what it read:
Dear Harry
GOOD JOB MATE! You are good at tricks! Muggles are really stupid, and they don't have a clue about anything! The Weasley clan has it's flaws too, like sometimes my brothers are being gits or I have an annoying relative on my back. We have already set a date for your escape, and we have a surprise for you on that night anyway. Ginny has been excited non-stop ever since she found out when you were coming, good luck mate. Mum and I sent you some treats to keep you normal in the muggle society.
From
Ron (And Ginny, and Mrs. Weasley)
I couldn't help the smile that overtook my face when I read, no more than I could stop the butterflies that erupted in my stomach after I read about Ginny. Smiling I carefully opened the package, quietly enough to not wake my aunt or uncle. Inside were tons of sweet treats. I silently cheered when I saw chocolate frogs, acid pops, cauldron cakes, and Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans. I scribbled down a small note.
Dear Ron
You are a lire-saver! Thank you so much, and I can't wait to see you. Please don't write back, my uncle doesn't like when I write too many 'secret messages'. Good night, where ever you are. Tell Ginny, Fred, George, and Mrs. and Mr. Weasley I say hi! I miss you and all of them so much!
From Harry
The next morning, I woke to Hedwig's hoots and chirps from other outside birds. I looked at her, she was trying to fly out of her cage through the small holes. I smiled and attached Sirius's letter onto her leg. She immediately flew out the window, clearly excited.
I made my way down the stairs, then stopped before the breakfast table. It was covered with just fruits and veggies. There was no meat or sugary sweet in sight. I sat down, and picked up an apple. Dudley sat across from me and was eating all of the sweetest foods like a bulldozer. I'm surprised that he wasn't looking up to breath.
I didn't care though. Soon, I would get to leave this place. I would have to wait a little while, but I wouldn't stay for long. I didn't belong with my Aunt and Uncle. I belonged at Hogwarts, where my real family was. Where I could call home.
Another chapter is now complete! I love writing and try to write every day, even though I don't always have time. Reading and school help with my writing skills. I hope my story can make at least one of you readers out there smile. I also try different types of writing, but based on my over-active imagination, the plot will turn to goo soon. So, don't expect much out of me.