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A/N: ... hi...? i'm really sorry it's taken me so long to update. i feel horrible that i've not gotten anything up in over a month. it's ok to hate me now. chapter six isn't actually completely done, but i decided to post it in two parts so i could at least get something up before i go back to school and loose all of my free time. so, without further ado, here's part one of chapter six...

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Chapter 6, Part 1

For the rest of the summer, Harry's sucky relatives remain sucky, which is pretty much expected. Harry spends all his time locked in his room with his new owl (which Hagrid bought for him in Diagon Alley) because his sucky relatives ignore him and the owl is the only one that will pay attention to him (except when she leaves at night to go hang with all her cool owl friends). He spends so much time with the owl that he starts to consider her a person and gives her her own theme song. He even names it Hedwig's Theme, after her.

On August 31st, Harry ventures out of his room to visit his uncle, who is still in Alex Trebek mode (he find this an easier way to communicate with others).

Harry: Uncle Vernon?

Vernon: What?

Harry: Can you give me a ride to the train station tomorrow so I can go to the school that you hate?

Vernon: Sure, why not?

Harry: Thanks... Hey, why are you being nice to me?

Vernon: Well, I figure something bad will eventually happen to you, then I can use being nice to you know as an excuse not to help you then.

Harry: Oh, that does sound more like you. OK, see you tomorrow.

Vernon: You might.

Harry finds this comment strange and turns to look at his uncle. Vernon is standing, holding a pitchfork, with a maniacal look on his face.

Harry: What?

Harry closes his eyes and shakes his head. He then looks at his uncle again.

Vernon: I said 'good night.' Now leave!

Harry goes back to his room.

NEXT DAY

Harry wakes up really early and makes sure he has everything he needs for school. He is so worried about forgetting something, that he even forgets to do his morning tap dance routine.

When the rest of his sucky family finally gets up and around, they get in the car and head to the train station. Vernon does even more nice things for Harry when they get there.

Vernon: Where do you want your stuff taken to?

Harry: Platform 9 3/4.

Vernon: Very well, let's go.

Vernon pushes Harry's cart to platform nine, and stops.

Vernon: I don't see a platform 9 3/4 anywhere. My prediction seems to have come true. See you next summer!

Vernon waves to Harry and leaves him alone at the train station.

Harry: Well, this is just lovely, isn't it?

Harry becomes depressed and begins searching for his platform. He asks the guard about it and gets laughed at. He cries.

Some Random Person in the Crowd: ... Muggle...

Harry's head snaps up.

Harry's Thoughts: Muggle? Dude, I know that word. Dude, here I am saying dude again! WTF? Oh well, no time to worry about that now. Must find the person that said Muggle.

Harry searches the crowd for the person who said Muggle. He finds a short, red-headed woman with lots of red-headed children standing between platforms nine and ten. He walks up to them.

Harry: Excuse me, did you say 'Muggle' just a moment ago?

Short, Red-headed Woman: Yes, I did.

Harry: Yay! That means I'm not completely SOL. See, I'm supposed to get on a train to go to school, but I don't know how. And I've got sucky relatives who think magic is stupid and won't do anything to help me and they left me here by myself. Can you help me?

Short, Red-headed Woman: Of course I can help you! That's what I'm here for. All of my boys here are going to Hogwarts, too. Ginny, here, will go next year. This is Ron's first year. Maybe you two can become good friends and go on lots of little adventures together.

Harry: Sounds good, but I think we should really probably find the train first, as we've got less than ten minutes to get on.

Short, Red-headed Woman: Oh, right, sorry. Percy, you can go first and show this nice young boy what to do.

Percy grabs his cart and walks through the barrier between platforms nine and ten.

Harry: Woah, that was sweet! Do it again!

Short, Red-headed Woman: Alright, Fred, your turn.

Fred: I'm not the one that is Fred, you see.

George: Yes, the one that is Fred is me.

Harry: Umm...

Ron: They've found that they like to speak in rhyme, or unison, for some odd, unknown reason.

Harry: Got it.

Short, Red-headed Woman: oh, sorry. I guess George is next.

Fred & George: Haha! You fell for it again!

Short, Red-headed Woman: You know what? I don't care who you are anymore. One of you just go through so this nice young man can watch and be amazed again.

Fred & George: Fine, be that way.

Fred and George disappear through the barrier, just like Percy.

Harry: I wanna try. Can I?

Short, Red-headed Woman: Of course! You can go next, then Ron will follow you.

Harry: Yay!

Harry disappears through the barrier.

Harry's Thoughts: Well, that wasn't quite as thrilling as I'd hoped. I should probably move out of the way before someone else comes through the barrier and runs int-

Ron comes through the barrier and runs into Harry, knocking them both to the ground.

Ron: Dude, what were you doing standing right in the way?

Harry: Dude, you say dude, too? Thank God. I thought I was the only one. Oh, I was actually trying to convince myself to move out of the way before someone else came through the barrier and ran into me. I'm not very persuasive.

Ron: Guess not.

Harry looks around and sees lots of cats and owls and other animals.

Harry: This place is kinda like a petting zoo... OK, I'm gonna go find a seat.

Ron: You do that. I will, too.

The boys go their separate ways and head toward the train.

Harry finds a section of the train that he deems suitable and attempts to get his trunk up the steps. After trying for a few minutes with no progress, Harry becomes aggravated and drops the trunk on his foot. George hears his howls of pain and walks over to investigate.

George: While over there I heard you yelp. Do you think you need some help?

Harry: Uh, sure.

George: Fred!

Fred walks over and the three of them get the trunk onto the train.

Harry: Thanks.

Harry wiped the sweat off of his forehead, and reveals his wicked cool scar in the process. The twins gawk.

Harry: What are you two looking at?

Fred: Oh, dear.

George: He's here.

Harry: Who's here?

Fred & George: Harry Potter.

Harry: Really? Where?

Harry spins around, trying to find the person the are talking about. The twins point to Harry.

Harry: Me? Oh, right, that is my name.

Harry is sad that he does not get to meet anyone famous. The boys then hear someone calling for Fred and George.

Fred and George say good-bye to Harry and leave to find out what their mother wants from them. Harry sits down in the empty compartment and waits for something interesting to happen.

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woohoo! people like my story! must thank them.

Julie Long: i'm organized? wow, thank you. that is probably the best compliment i've gotten. it makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

Chickens-of-Doom: thanks, glad you like it. i thought the CIA thing was quite amusing, myself, but i don't know that it will still play a major part in the rest of the story. it was just a random thought. and the theme songs are kinda difficult to come up with. any particular song you'd like to see for any of the characters?

Secret Whisper 92: you were crying? i wasn't aware it was that funny. guess that's a good thing. thanks for the review!

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A/N: once again, i'm soo sorry for the lateness. i know that's an awful place to stop, but that's all i have done. i'll really try to get the next part up soon, but i can't promise anything, what with my mom moving out this week and getting ready to go back to school next week. in case anyone was wondering, my parents aren't divorced yet, but it will probably happen soon. does anyone really care to know this? if not, just tell me to stop blabbering about my problems. it won't hurt my feelings. anyway, moving on. to help me get motivated to finish writing the sixth chapter, you could leave a review. even if you've left one for another chapter. they really make me happy and make me want to write. please? oh, and if anyone finds any mistakes in here, please tell me so i can fix them. i don't have a beta... ok, bye now!