Harry sat up on the bed and took in his surroundings.

The first thing he noticed was that he was in the infirmity. Alone.

The second thing he noticed was that he was floating mid air.

The third thing he noticed was that he was wrapped in his new burning wi-wait WHAT!? Harry jumped out of bed and he ran with a speed he never knew he had trying t put out the flame, dashing past students who stared at him, when he got to the great hall to find Dumbledore, all the students stopped to stare at him, he looked down on himself and...

HOLY MOTHER OF MAGIC, HE HAD ABS AND MUSCLES AND NO LONGER WAS BELOW HIS AGE GROUPS HEIGHT THRESHOLD! He was just about to faint at this newfound information, when 2 people were tugging at him, first was Hermione who hugged him while crying saying how sorry she was and how she never would do magic again if he had died, then there was Madame Pomfrey who was pulling his arm with all her might, "How DARE YOU MR. POTTER HAVE TO LEAVE THE INFIRMARY BEFORE I ALLOW YOU TO LEAVE!" He ended up being dragged all the way in a shocked stupor with Hermione and Ron struggling to keep up with Madame Pomfrey's speed.

He was shoved back into his bed, this time he didn't levitate and was put in a cocoon that trapped him in place no matter how hard he tried (seriously, how did she do that? Dayum, maybe he can cut Voldemort, tell Madame Pomfrey, and have him swaddled in a cotton woven trap, as she kept him for the night, while defeating him as soon as he was discharged.) then she pitied him and uncovered his mouth, only to fill it with 5 bars of chocolate at the same time.

"Mr. Potter, stop, please! How will you know of your situation if you do not comply?" Harry stopped struggling when she said and listened to her when she said that. "Good, now Harry, do you know what's going on right now?" Harry spit out the chocolate and said, "No" as nicely as possible trying to get into her good graces done could be set free from her wrath.

"Well Mr. Potter, you must know that you are not a normal child, not just because you defeated the dumb-Dark Lord as an infant, but you are a creature the wizarding world has never seen before."

Hermione perked up and upstaged Madame Pomfrey with the information she gave, "Because you are a species with intelligent thoughts, you will be required to go to the ministry, to legally register your kind into the ministry."

But Ron was the flashiest of them all, "You're so lucky! You get to make your own rules for yourself, and be on your own board for trials, due to a loophole Dad was telling me about, you also get to practice magic over the summer, and you get to decide who can use their magic in you presence, including kids underage. Theoretically, you could give Hermione and I permission to use magic over summer."

Harry's brain was short circuited with this newfound power, when Madame Pomfrey ushered Hermione and Ron out of the hospital wing. Seriously, her dismal gaze toward "Trespassers" would make even Voldemort cower in her presence. Dayum MP was so OP that Dumbledore should send her, Filch, , and the school librarian that Harry couldn't even remember her name.

Unfortunately Harry's thoughts were interrupted when Madame Pomfrey stuck a magical thermometer to gauge his condition. Then she yanked off the blanket that kept Harry trapped against his will, and used it to tie his hands above his head on the hospital bed as she pulled out her stethoscope and put it to his exposed chest, and the listened.

After, MP's brutal assault, one night in the hospital wing, and Ronmione's help in getting out of the hospital wing. Harry sat in Gryffindor's common room.

As his own wings burned out, being magically impervious to any form of water, He sat on a chair, that Fred and George had transfigured into a throne complete with a singing harem of jewels on his crown (aptly pit in his head) while everyone pestered him about what happened, and how he managed to escape the wicked witch of the hospital wing so fast.

When Harry finally finished telling them what happened, he rushed into his dorm room, and spelled his covers shut as people tried to get him to give his permission to use magic over summer, and if they could touch his abs and if they could marry him, the usual. He sat in his bed, and talked to Hedwig.

"Hedwig?"

"Hoot?"

"Do you know what to do about my situation?"

"...Hoot, Hoot Hoot Hoot"

"I guess you're right, maybe I should give you all the bacon in the great hall, and give you all my letters to deliver..."

Harry went on and on about doing things her way and rewarding her. Hedwig sat smug as she saw her hypnotism classes taking effect.

"Hoot, Hoot Hoot," she said before teleporting to the Caribbean islands to chill with her friends and eat fried flobberworms while planning world domination.

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Sorry! I posted chapter 2 but it came out in gibberish, anyway. Thanks for your reviews, I have said before this is my first fix, so there WILL be mistakes. Also, I'm using this to figure out what style of stories I would want to write, and each chapter will be different. At the end though, I will work on making the story one big style when it is over, and you guys will be able to chose it! :)