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DONT READ THIS ITS MY HARRY POTTER Fan Ficition!!

CHAPTER 1: Privet Drive

‘ WHAT ARE YOU DOING!’ yelled Uncle Vernon who was heading toward the living room. He was a portly man in the mid-40’s with receding hairline. Harry Potter had attempted to beat his older brother Dudley in the head with a wooden bat.

“Dudley was mocking me,” retorted Harry, who like always, had grown even more during the summer and had a pale look to him. Uncle Vernon, purple veins popping out of his bulging face, had just swiped the bat and began to hit Harry hard in the stomach.

“Haha, sucker!” laughed Dudley, who was still looking very upbeat at the scene. Dudley had grown very little this year, though he had lifted weights and has become a muscular heavy-weight champion. He belonged to a gang, vandalizing the parks, tagging walls, and even fighting innocent people. His parents don’t know about any of this; they believe that Dudley was always going to the Polkisses’ for tea.

“GET OFF ME!” cried Harry. Vernon had just begun to strangle him. He had a very livid face. Harry, who’s face was now flourished with a dark shade of purple, managed to grasp the porky hands off of his neck and dashed up the stairs within a split second.

‘Come back here, boy!’ yelled Vernon as he stomped up the stairs, angry with frustration. Dudley, who stood up from the excitement, had a mixture of anger and happiness gleaming in his eyes, and followed his father upstairs in the same manner. Aunt Petunia looked out of her kitchen in bewilderment with her horse-like face. She has become used to the fighting inside the house, but when she heard footsteps clomping up the stairs, she decided to go check up on them. Harry had just locked his door, and was getting his wand out on top of his bed when – BOOM!

“Oh dear!” shrieked Petunia, when the door Vernon and Dudley had been stomping on suddenly broke open.

“Don’t come here, I’m not afraid to use my magic,” said Harry, who had now grasped his wand tightly in his right hand, not having any second thoughts in using it.

Vernon and Dudley were eyeing the wand suspiciously, Petunia had fainted in the hallway.

“Put that bloody thing---“ Vernon was shortly interrupted, as Harry had conjured a thin, black string that began to strangle both Vernon and Dudley together.
Harry had walked past the unconscious duo and lifted the chair, then proceeded walking past Petunia who still seemed dazed. He knew that he would get in trouble for some stupid magic. He walked down the stairs and sat on the fluffy couch. He would rather wait down here then upstairs with his family.

Sure enough, in a matter of seconds, an owl Harry had never seen carried a strange looking envelope sealed with the Official Minster of Magic stamp date 1928. The owl landed softly on Harry’s lap and pecked affectionately at his arm. Harry, who was irritated, pushed the owl away and ripped open his envelope.

Chapter 2: The Letter

To Harry Potter, Number 4 of Privet Drive
Today, on July 27th, 2005, at 5:42 P.M., we have information that you have produced a ‘Strefonus’. You are still under-age and performing magical spells, which will cause you to go to the Ministry of Magic Hearing. Bring your wand for confiscation, and stay where you are. Percy Weasley will come by and escort you to your hearing.
Truly Yours, Rufus Scrigemour

Harry couldn’t believe it; Percy coming to his house? Did Percy volunteer to pick Harry up, or did the Minister of Magic send him? Feeling awkward, Harry lay down on the couch, feeling tired after the day’s events. Harry dozed off dreaming, wondering what on earth was going to happen at the hearing.

‘Wake up, Harry’ said a person staring at Harry. Harry woke up quickly and stared until his eyes could focus.

‘Hey Percy!’ shouted Harry Potter; Percy looked surprised. Percy started at Harry, then sat down on the couch next to Harry.

‘Hello Harry’ said Percy calmly, who looked very cheerful.

‘So, how are you feeling?’ asked Percy.

‘Exhausted,’ said Harry.. He was weary and ruffled his hair.

‘Ah, well that’s no wonder. I have come by choice to escort you to our burrow’ said Percy.

‘I thought I was to go to the Hearing?’ said Harry, who no longer was slumped.

‘Well yes, but first I would like you to come by our house. Speaking of that, how do you feel about the hearing?’ asked Percy,, looking at Harry.

‘Bit nervous…last time I was cleared of all charges because of Dumbledore, but this time..’ Harry left his sentence uncompleted; he couldn’t accept the fact that Dumbledore died.

‘Can I ask you something?’ said Harry, wondering if Percy really did come pick up Harry not on an order.

‘Sure,’ replied Percy, still looking excited.

‘Not to be mean, but why did you pick me up? Was it in the ministry’s order, or do you, well, suddenly think I am not on the wrong side?’ asked Harry.

‘Well, seeing the attack on Dumbledore by a Death Eater, I came to my senses and figured out that I was the wrong one. You guys knew the truth about Dumbledore, I just merely backed up what the ministry said. Please forgive me Harry’ begged Percy, who had a slight frown on his face.

‘Well I can forgive you, but the way you acted was bloody stupid,’ said Harry. ‘Hey, at least thanks for trusting us about Volde—sorry, You-Know-Who being alive,’ said Harry.. ‘I’ve got another question for you..’ said Harry.

What is it?’ asked Percy.

‘Why are you so excited? Surely not because of me forgiving you?’ asked Harry, puzzled.

‘Well actually, that is actually the right answer,’ replied Percy. ‘I’m also glad for Bill’s marriage,’ added Percy. ‘Well, are you ready to depart to the burrow? I still haven’t found a good housing yet’. Said Percy.

‘’Oh yeah…OK then,’ said Harry, who had just momentarily forgot the thought about the hearing. ‘Will Ron and Hermione be there?’ asked Harry,, who remembered the year before last’s.

‘Yep, Hermione just arrived a day ago,’ said Percy..

‘Alright. Shall we go off to the Burrow then?’ asked Harry, who wanted to meet Ron and Hermione so much.

‘Why not? Well, we will apparate their. Could you apparate Harry’? asked Percy. Harry nodded his head, blushing.. ‘Do you know how to side-by-side apparate?’ asked Percy, to the nodding Harry..

OK then, well let’s go to the end of your driveway. Be sure to carry your suitcase, I can carry Hedwig,’ said Percy, leading the way to the driveway end. ‘Ready Harry?’ asked Percy.

‘Yep,’ said Harry, who have done side-by-side apparition before and did not like the feeling at all..

‘OK then, on the count of three. One, Two, Three—‘

Swishy Swash, everything was going into a blur, swaying street lights until they started to fade. Later Harry could begin to see a blur of what looked like a country area, and later his eyes began to focus and he saw the burrow. His insides were still squirming from the tugging that the apparition had given.

‘Well, here we are then,’ said Percy, who did not seem disturbed at all by the apparition.

‘Great! How long can I be here?’ asked Harry, overwhelmed with excitement.

‘Until the summer ends,’ said Percy., walking towards the burrow.. Both Harry and Percy stop talking until they reached the house when Harry asked one more question.

‘Does your family know that you’ve switched sides?’ asked Harry who was right in front of the door.

‘Nope, they don’t’ said Percy.

DONT READ THIS ITS MY HARRY POTTER Fan Ficition!!

CHAPTER 1: Privet Drive

‘ WHAT ARE YOU DOING!’ yelled Uncle Vernon who was heading toward the living room. He was a portly man in the mid-40’s with receding hairline. Harry Potter had attempted to beat his older brother Dudley in the head with a wooden bat.

“Dudley was mocking me,” retorted Harry, who like always, had grown even more during the summer and had a pale look to him. Uncle Vernon, purple veins popping out of his bulging face, had just swiped the bat and began to hit Harry hard in the stomach.

“Haha, sucker!” laughed Dudley, who was still looking very upbeat at the scene. Dudley had grown very little this year, though he had lifted weights and has become a muscular heavy-weight champion. He belonged to a gang, vandalizing the parks, tagging walls, and even fighting innocent people. His parents don’t know about any of this; they believe that Dudley was always going to the Polkisses’ for tea.

“GET OFF ME!” cried Harry. Vernon had just begun to strangle him. He had a very livid face. Harry, who’s face was now flourished with a dark shade of purple, managed to grasp the porky hands off of his neck and dashed up the stairs within a split second.

‘Come back here, boy!’ yelled Vernon as he stomped up the stairs, angry with frustration. Dudley, who stood up from the excitement, had a mixture of anger and happiness gleaming in his eyes, and followed his father upstairs in the same manner. Aunt Petunia looked out of her kitchen in bewilderment with her horse-like face. She has become used to the fighting inside the house, but when she heard footsteps clomping up the stairs, she decided to go check up on them. Harry had just locked his door, and was getting his wand out on top of his bed when – BOOM!

“Oh dear!” shrieked Petunia, when the door Vernon and Dudley had been stomping on suddenly broke open.

“Don’t come here, I’m not afraid to use my magic,” said Harry, who had now grasped his wand tightly in his right hand, not having any second thoughts in using it.

Vernon and Dudley were eyeing the wand suspiciously, Petunia had fainted in the hallway.

“Put that bloody thing---“ Vernon was shortly interrupted, as Harry had conjured a thin, black string that began to strangle both Vernon and Dudley together.
Harry had walked past the unconscious duo and lifted the chair, then proceeded walking past Petunia who still seemed dazed. He knew that he would get in trouble for some stupid magic. He walked down the stairs and sat on the fluffy couch. He would rather wait down here then upstairs with his family.

Sure enough, in a matter of seconds, an owl Harry had never seen carried a strange looking envelope sealed with the Official Minster of Magic stamp date 1928. The owl landed softly on Harry’s lap and pecked affectionately at his arm. Harry, who was irritated, pushed the owl away and ripped open his envelope.

Chapter 2: The Letter

To Harry Potter, Number 4 of Privet Drive
Today, on July 27th, 2005, at 5:42 P.M., we have information that you have produced a ‘Strefonus’. You are still under-age and performing magical spells, which will cause you to go to the Ministry of Magic Hearing. Bring your wand for confiscation, and stay where you are. Percy Weasley will come by and escort you to your hearing.
Truly Yours, Rufus Scrigemour

Harry couldn’t believe it; Percy coming to his house? Did Percy volunteer to pick Harry up, or did the Minister of Magic send him? Feeling awkward, Harry lay down on the couch, feeling tired after the day’s events. Harry dozed off dreaming, wondering what on earth was going to happen at the hearing.

‘Wake up, Harry’ said a person staring at Harry. Harry woke up quickly and stared until his eyes could focus.

‘Hey Percy!’ shouted Harry Potter; Percy looked surprised. Percy started at Harry, then sat down on the couch next to Harry.

‘Hello Harry’ said Percy calmly, who looked very cheerful.

‘So, how are you feeling?’ asked Percy.

‘Exhausted,’ said Harry.. He was weary and ruffled his hair.

‘Ah, well that’s no wonder. I have come by choice to escort you to our burrow’ said Percy.

‘I thought I was to go to the Hearing?’ said Harry, who no longer was slumped.

‘Well yes, but first I would like you to come by our house. Speaking of that, how do you feel about the hearing?’ asked Percy,, looking at Harry.

‘Bit nervous…last time I was cleared of all charges because of Dumbledore, but this time..’ Harry left his sentence uncompleted; he couldn’t accept the fact that Dumbledore died.

‘Can I ask you something?’ said Harry, wondering if Percy really did come pick up Harry not on an order.

‘Sure,’ replied Percy, still looking excited.

‘Not to be mean, but why did you pick me up? Was it in the ministry’s order, or do you, well, suddenly think I am not on the wrong side?’ asked Harry.

‘Well, seeing the attack on Dumbledore by a Death Eater, I came to my senses and figured out that I was the wrong one. You guys knew the truth about Dumbledore, I just merely backed up what the ministry said. Please forgive me Harry’ begged Percy, who had a slight frown on his face.

‘Well I can forgive you, but the way you acted was bloody stupid,’ said Harry. ‘Hey, at least thanks for trusting us about Volde—sorry, You-Know-Who being alive,’ said Harry.. ‘I’ve got another question for you..’ said Harry.

What is it?’ asked Percy.

‘Why are you so excited? Surely not because of me forgiving you?’ asked Harry, puzzled.

‘Well actually, that is actually the right answer,’ replied Percy. ‘I’m also glad for Bill’s marriage,’ added Percy. ‘Well, are you ready to depart to the burrow? I still haven’t found a good housing yet’. Said Percy.

‘’Oh yeah…OK then,’ said Harry, who had just momentarily forgot the thought about the hearing. ‘Will Ron and Hermione be there?’ asked Harry,, who remembered the year before last’s.

‘Yep, Hermione just arrived a day ago,’ said Percy..

‘Alright. Shall we go off to the Burrow then?’ asked Harry, who wanted to meet Ron and Hermione so much.

‘Why not? Well, we will apparate their. Could you apparate Harry’? asked Percy. Harry nodded his head, blushing.. ‘Do you know how to side-by-side apparate?’ asked Percy, to the nodding Harry..

OK then, well let’s go to the end of your driveway. Be sure to carry your suitcase, I can carry Hedwig,’ said Percy, leading the way to the driveway end. ‘Ready Harry?’ asked Percy.

‘Yep,’ said Harry, who have done side-by-side apparition before and did not like the feeling at all..

‘OK then, on the count of three. One, Two, Three—‘

Swishy Swash, everything was going into a blur, swaying street lights until they started to fade. Later Harry could begin to see a blur of what looked like a country area, and later his eyes began to focus and he saw the burrow. His insides were still squirming from the tugging that the apparition had given.

‘Well, here we are then,’ said Percy, who did not seem disturbed at all by the apparition.

‘Great! How long can I be here?’ asked Harry, overwhelmed with excitement.

‘Until the summer ends,’ said Percy., walking towards the burrow.. Both Harry and Percy stop talking until they reached the house when Harry asked one more question.

‘Does your family know that you’ve switched sides?’ asked Harry who was right in front of the door.

‘Nope, they don’t’ said Percy.

DONT READ THIS ITS MY HARRY POTTER Fan Ficition!!

CHAPTER 1: Privet Drive

‘ WHAT ARE YOU DOING!’ yelled Uncle Vernon who was heading toward the living room. He was a portly man in the mid-40’s with receding hairline. Harry Potter had attempted to beat his older brother Dudley in the head with a wooden bat.

“Dudley was mocking me,” retorted Harry, who like always, had grown even more during the summer and had a pale look to him. Uncle Vernon, purple veins popping out of his bulging face, had just swiped the bat and began to hit Harry hard in the stomach.

“Haha, sucker!” laughed Dudley, who was still looking very upbeat at the scene. Dudley had grown very little this year, though he had lifted weights and has become a muscular heavy-weight champion. He belonged to a gang, vandalizing the parks, tagging walls, and even fighting innocent people. His parents don’t know about any of this; they believe that Dudley was always going to the Polkisses’ for tea.

“GET OFF ME!” cried Harry. Vernon had just begun to strangle him. He had a very livid face. Harry, who’s face was now flourished with a dark shade of purple, managed to grasp the porky hands off of his neck and dashed up the stairs within a split second.

‘Come back here, boy!’ yelled Vernon as he stomped up the stairs, angry with frustration. Dudley, who stood up from the excitement, had a mixture of anger and happiness gleaming in his eyes, and followed his father upstairs in the same manner. Aunt Petunia looked out of her kitchen in bewilderment with her horse-like face. She has become used to the fighting inside the house, but when she heard footsteps clomping up the stairs, she decided to go check up on them. Harry had just locked his door, and was getting his wand out on top of his bed when – BOOM!

“Oh dear!” shrieked Petunia, when the door Vernon and Dudley had been stomping on suddenly broke open.

“Don’t come here, I’m not afraid to use my magic,” said Harry, who had now grasped his wand tightly in his right hand, not having any second thoughts in using it.

Vernon and Dudley were eyeing the wand suspiciously, Petunia had fainted in the hallway.

“Put that bloody thing---“ Vernon was shortly interrupted, as Harry had conjured a thin, black string that began to strangle both Vernon and Dudley together.
Harry had walked past the unconscious duo and lifted the chair, then proceeded walking past Petunia who still seemed dazed. He knew that he would get in trouble for some stupid magic. He walked down the stairs and sat on the fluffy couch. He would rather wait down here then upstairs with his family.

Sure enough, in a matter of seconds, an owl Harry had never seen carried a strange looking envelope sealed with the Official Minster of Magic stamp date 1928. The owl landed softly on Harry’s lap and pecked affectionately at his arm. Harry, who was irritated, pushed the owl away and ripped open his envelope.

Chapter 2: The Letter

To Harry Potter, Number 4 of Privet Drive
Today, on July 27th, 2005, at 5:42 P.M., we have information that you have produced a ‘Strefonus’. You are still under-age and performing magical spells, which will cause you to go to the Ministry of Magic Hearing. Bring your wand for confiscation, and stay where you are. Percy Weasley will come by and escort you to your hearing.
Truly Yours, Rufus Scrigemour

Harry couldn’t believe it; Percy coming to his house? Did Percy volunteer to pick Harry up, or did the Minister of Magic send him? Feeling awkward, Harry lay down on the couch, feeling tired after the day’s events. Harry dozed off dreaming, wondering what on earth was going to happen at the hearing.

‘Wake up, Harry’ said a person staring at Harry. Harry woke up quickly and stared until his eyes could focus.

‘Hey Percy!’ shouted Harry Potter; Percy looked surprised. Percy started at Harry, then sat down on the couch next to Harry.

‘Hello Harry’ said Percy calmly, who looked very cheerful.

‘So, how are you feeling?’ asked Percy.

‘Exhausted,’ said Harry.. He was weary and ruffled his hair.

‘Ah, well that’s no wonder. I have come by choice to escort you to our burrow’ said Percy.

‘I thought I was to go to the Hearing?’ said Harry, who no longer was slumped.

‘Well yes, but first I would like you to come by our house. Speaking of that, how do you feel about the hearing?’ asked Percy,, looking at Harry.

‘Bit nervous…last time I was cleared of all charges because of Dumbledore, but this time..’ Harry left his sentence uncompleted; he couldn’t accept the fact that Dumbledore died.

‘Can I ask you something?’ said Harry, wondering if Percy really did come pick up Harry not on an order.

‘Sure,’ replied Percy, still looking excited.

‘Not to be mean, but why did you pick me up? Was it in the ministry’s order, or do you, well, suddenly think I am not on the wrong side?’ asked Harry.

‘Well, seeing the attack on Dumbledore by a Death Eater, I came to my senses and figured out that I was the wrong one. You guys knew the truth about Dumbledore, I just merely backed up what the ministry said. Please forgive me Harry’ begged Percy, who had a slight frown on his face.

‘Well I can forgive you, but the way you acted was bloody stupid,’ said Harry. ‘Hey, at least thanks for trusting us about Volde—sorry, You-Know-Who being alive,’ said Harry.. ‘I’ve got another question for you..’ said Harry.

What is it?’ asked Percy.

‘Why are you so excited? Surely not because of me forgiving you?’ asked Harry, puzzled.

‘Well actually, that is actually the right answer,’ replied Percy. ‘I’m also glad for Bill’s marriage,’ added Percy. ‘Well, are you ready to depart to the burrow? I still haven’t found a good housing yet’. Said Percy.

‘’Oh yeah…OK then,’ said Harry, who had just momentarily forgot the thought about the hearing. ‘Will Ron and Hermione be there?’ asked Harry,, who remembered the year before last’s.

‘Yep, Hermione just arrived a day ago,’ said Percy..

‘Alright. Shall we go off to the Burrow then?’ asked Harry, who wanted to meet Ron and Hermione so much.

‘Why not? Well, we will apparate their. Could you apparate Harry’? asked Percy. Harry nodded his head, blushing.. ‘Do you know how to side-by-side apparate?’ asked Percy, to the nodding Harry..

OK then, well let’s go to the end of your driveway. Be sure to carry your suitcase, I can carry Hedwig,’ said Percy, leading the way to the driveway end. ‘Ready Harry?’ asked Percy.

‘Yep,’ said Harry, who have done side-by-side apparition before and did not like the feeling at all..

‘OK then, on the count of three. One, Two, Three—‘

Swishy Swash, everything was going into a blur, swaying street lights until they started to fade. Later Harry could begin to see a blur of what looked like a country area, and later his eyes began to focus and he saw the burrow. His insides were still squirming from the tugging that the apparition had given.

‘Well, here we are then,’ said Percy, who did not seem disturbed at all by the apparition.

‘Great! How long can I be here?’ asked Harry, overwhelmed with excitement.

‘Until the summer ends,’ said Percy., walking towards the burrow.. Both Harry and Percy stop talking until they reached the house when Harry asked one more question.

‘Does your family know that you’ve switched sides?’ asked Harry who was right in front of the door.

‘Nope, they don’t’ said Percy.

DONT READ THIS ITS MY HARRY POTTER Fan Ficition!!

CHAPTER 1: Privet Drive

‘ WHAT ARE YOU DOING!’ yelled Uncle Vernon who was heading toward the living room. He was a portly man in the mid-40’s with receding hairline. Harry Potter had attempted to beat his older brother Dudley in the head with a wooden bat.

“Dudley was mocking me,” retorted Harry, who like always, had grown even more during the summer and had a pale look to him. Uncle Vernon, purple veins popping out of his bulging face, had just swiped the bat and began to hit Harry hard in the stomach.

“Haha, sucker!” laughed Dudley, who was still looking very upbeat at the scene. Dudley had grown very little this year, though he had lifted weights and has become a muscular heavy-weight champion. He belonged to a gang, vandalizing the parks, tagging walls, and even fighting innocent people. His parents don’t know about any of this; they believe that Dudley was always going to the Polkisses’ for tea.

“GET OFF ME!” cried Harry. Vernon had just begun to strangle him. He had a very livid face. Harry, who’s face was now flourished with a dark shade of purple, managed to grasp the porky hands off of his neck and dashed up the stairs within a split second.

‘Come back here, boy!’ yelled Vernon as he stomped up the stairs, angry with frustration. Dudley, who stood up from the excitement, had a mixture of anger and happiness gleaming in his eyes, and followed his father upstairs in the same manner. Aunt Petunia looked out of her kitchen in bewilderment with her horse-like face. She has become used to the fighting inside the house, but when she heard footsteps clomping up the stairs, she decided to go check up on them. Harry had just locked his door, and was getting his wand out on top of his bed when – BOOM!

“Oh dear!” shrieked Petunia, when the door Vernon and Dudley had been stomping on suddenly broke open.

“Don’t come here, I’m not afraid to use my magic,” said Harry, who had now grasped his wand tightly in his right hand, not having any second thoughts in using it.

Vernon and Dudley were eyeing the wand suspiciously, Petunia had fainted in the hallway.

“Put that bloody thing---“ Vernon was shortly interrupted, as Harry had conjured a thin, black string that began to strangle both Vernon and Dudley together.
Harry had walked past the unconscious duo and lifted the chair, then proceeded walking past Petunia who still seemed dazed. He knew that he would get in trouble for some stupid magic. He walked down the stairs and sat on the fluffy couch. He would rather wait down here then upstairs with his family.

Sure enough, in a matter of seconds, an owl Harry had never seen carried a strange looking envelope sealed with the Official Minster of Magic stamp date 1928. The owl landed softly on Harry’s lap and pecked affectionately at his arm. Harry, who was irritated, pushed the owl away and ripped open his envelope.

Chapter 2: The Letter

To Harry Potter, Number 4 of Privet Drive
Today, on July 27th, 2005, at 5:42 P.M., we have information that you have produced a ‘Strefonus’. You are still under-age and performing magical spells, which will cause you to go to the Ministry of Magic Hearing. Bring your wand for confiscation, and stay where you are. Percy Weasley will come by and escort you to your hearing.
Truly Yours, Rufus Scrigemour

Harry couldn’t believe it; Percy coming to his house? Did Percy volunteer to pick Harry up, or did the Minister of Magic send him? Feeling awkward, Harry lay down on the couch, feeling tired after the day’s events. Harry dozed off dreaming, wondering what on earth was going to happen at the hearing.

‘Wake up, Harry’ said a person staring at Harry. Harry woke up quickly and stared until his eyes could focus.

‘Hey Percy!’ shouted Harry Potter; Percy looked surprised. Percy started at Harry, then sat down on the couch next to Harry.

‘Hello Harry’ said Percy calmly, who looked very cheerful.

‘So, how are you feeling?’ asked Percy.

‘Exhausted,’ said Harry.. He was weary and ruffled his hair.

‘Ah, well that’s no wonder. I have come by choice to escort you to our burrow’ said Percy.

‘I thought I was to go to the Hearing?’ said Harry, who no longer was slumped.

‘Well yes, but first I would like you to come by our house. Speaking of that, how do you feel about the hearing?’ asked Percy,, looking at Harry.

‘Bit nervous…last time I was cleared of all charges because of Dumbledore, but this time..’ Harry left his sentence uncompleted; he couldn’t accept the fact that Dumbledore died.

‘Can I ask you something?’ said Harry, wondering if Percy really did come pick up Harry not on an order.

‘Sure,’ replied Percy, still looking excited.

‘Not to be mean, but why did you pick me up? Was it in the ministry’s order, or do you, well, suddenly think I am not on the wrong side?’ asked Harry.

‘Well, seeing the attack on Dumbledore by a Death Eater, I came to my senses and figured out that I was the wrong one. You guys knew the truth about Dumbledore, I just merely backed up what the ministry said. Please forgive me Harry’ begged Percy, who had a slight frown on his face.

‘Well I can forgive you, but the way you acted was bloody stupid,’ said Harry. ‘Hey, at least thanks for trusting us about Volde—sorry, You-Know-Who being alive,’ said Harry.. ‘I’ve got another question for you..’ said Harry.

What is it?’ asked Percy.

‘Why are you so excited? Surely not because of me forgiving you?’ asked Harry, puzzled.

‘Well actually, that is actually the right answer,’ replied Percy. ‘I’m also glad for Bill’s marriage,’ added Percy. ‘Well, are you ready to depart to the burrow? I still haven’t found a good housing yet’. Said Percy.

‘’Oh yeah…OK then,’ said Harry, who had just momentarily forgot the thought about the hearing. ‘Will Ron and Hermione be there?’ asked Harry,, who remembered the year before last’s.

‘Yep, Hermione just arrived a day ago,’ said Percy..

‘Alright. Shall we go off to the Burrow then?’ asked Harry, who wanted to meet Ron and Hermione so much.

‘Why not? Well, we will apparate their. Could you apparate Harry’? asked Percy. Harry nodded his head, blushing.. ‘Do you know how to side-by-side apparate?’ asked Percy, to the nodding Harry..

OK then, well let’s go to the end of your driveway. Be sure to carry your suitcase, I can carry Hedwig,’ said Percy, leading the way to the driveway end. ‘Ready Harry?’ asked Percy.

‘Yep,’ said Harry, who have done side-by-side apparition before and did not like the feeling at all..

‘OK then, on the count of three. One, Two, Three—‘

Swishy Swash, everything was going into a blur, swaying street lights until they started to fade. Later Harry could begin to see a blur of what looked like a country area, and later his eyes began to focus and he saw the burrow. His insides were still squirming from the tugging that the apparition had given.

‘Well, here we are then,’ said Percy, who did not seem disturbed at all by the apparition.

‘Great! How long can I be here?’ asked Harry, overwhelmed with excitement.

‘Until the summer ends,’ said Percy., walking towards the burrow.. Both Harry and Percy stop talking until they reached the house when Harry asked one more question.

‘Does your family know that you’ve switched sides?’ asked Harry who was right in front of the door.

‘Nope, they don’t’ said Percy.

DONT READ THIS ITS MY HARRY POTTER Fan Ficition!!

CHAPTER 1: Privet Drive

‘ WHAT ARE YOU DOING!’ yelled Uncle Vernon who was heading toward the living room. He was a portly man in the mid-40’s with receding hairline. Harry Potter had attempted to beat his older brother Dudley in the head with a wooden bat.

“Dudley was mocking me,” retorted Harry, who like always, had grown even more during the summer and had a pale look to him. Uncle Vernon, purple veins popping out of his bulging face, had just swiped the bat and began to hit Harry hard in the stomach.

“Haha, sucker!” laughed Dudley, who was still looking very upbeat at the scene. Dudley had grown very little this year, though he had lifted weights and has become a muscular heavy-weight champion. He belonged to a gang, vandalizing the parks, tagging walls, and even fighting innocent people. His parents don’t know about any of this; they believe that Dudley was always going to the Polkisses’ for tea.

“GET OFF ME!” cried Harry. Vernon had just begun to strangle him. He had a very livid face. Harry, who’s face was now flourished with a dark shade of purple, managed to grasp the porky hands off of his neck and dashed up the stairs within a split second.

‘Come back here, boy!’ yelled Vernon as he stomped up the stairs, angry with frustration. Dudley, who stood up from the excitement, had a mixture of anger and happiness gleaming in his eyes, and followed his father upstairs in the same manner. Aunt Petunia looked out of her kitchen in bewilderment with her horse-like face. She has become used to the fighting inside the house, but when she heard footsteps clomping up the stairs, she decided to go check up on them. Harry had just locked his door, and was getting his wand out on top of his bed when – BOOM!

“Oh dear!” shrieked Petunia, when the door Vernon and Dudley had been stomping on suddenly broke open.

“Don’t come here, I’m not afraid to use my magic,” said Harry, who had now grasped his wand tightly in his right hand, not having any second thoughts in using it.

Vernon and Dudley were eyeing the wand suspiciously, Petunia had fainted in the hallway.

“Put that bloody thing---“ Vernon was shortly interrupted, as Harry had conjured a thin, black string that began to strangle both Vernon and Dudley together.
Harry had walked past the unconscious duo and lifted the chair, then proceeded walking past Petunia who still seemed dazed. He knew that he would get in trouble for some stupid magic. He walked down the stairs and sat on the fluffy couch. He would rather wait down here then upstairs with his family.

Sure enough, in a matter of seconds, an owl Harry had never seen carried a strange looking envelope sealed with the Official Minster of Magic stamp date 1928. The owl landed softly on Harry’s lap and pecked affectionately at his arm. Harry, who was irritated, pushed the owl away and ripped open his envelope.

Chapter 2: The Letter

To Harry Potter, Number 4 of Privet Drive
Today, on July 27th, 2005, at 5:42 P.M., we have information that you have produced a ‘Strefonus’. You are still under-age and performing magical spells, which will cause you to go to the Ministry of Magic Hearing. Bring your wand for confiscation, and stay where you are. Percy Weasley will come by and escort you to your hearing.
Truly Yours, Rufus Scrigemour

Harry couldn’t believe it; Percy coming to his house? Did Percy volunteer to pick Harry up, or did the Minister of Magic send him? Feeling awkward, Harry lay down on the couch, feeling tired after the day’s events. Harry dozed off dreaming, wondering what on earth was going to happen at the hearing.

‘Wake up, Harry’ said a person staring at Harry. Harry woke up quickly and stared until his eyes could focus.

‘Hey Percy!’ shouted Harry Potter; Percy looked surprised. Percy started at Harry, then sat down on the couch next to Harry.

‘Hello Harry’ said Percy calmly, who looked very cheerful.

‘So, how are you feeling?’ asked Percy.

‘Exhausted,’ said Harry.. He was weary and ruffled his hair.

‘Ah, well that’s no wonder. I have come by choice to escort you to our burrow’ said Percy.

‘I thought I was to go to the Hearing?’ said Harry, who no longer was slumped.

‘Well yes, but first I would like you to come by our house. Speaking of that, how do you feel about the hearing?’ asked Percy,, looking at Harry.

‘Bit nervous…last time I was cleared of all charges because of Dumbledore, but this time..’ Harry left his sentence uncompleted; he couldn’t accept the fact that Dumbledore died.

‘Can I ask you something?’ said Harry, wondering if Percy really did come pick up Harry not on an order.

‘Sure,’ replied Percy, still looking excited.

‘Not to be mean, but why did you pick me up? Was it in the ministry’s order, or do you, well, suddenly think I am not on the wrong side?’ asked Harry.

‘Well, seeing the attack on Dumbledore by a Death Eater, I came to my senses and figured out that I was the wrong one. You guys knew the truth about Dumbledore, I just merely backed up what the ministry said. Please forgive me Harry’ begged Percy, who had a slight frown on his face.

‘Well I can forgive you, but the way you acted was bloody stupid,’ said Harry. ‘Hey, at least thanks for trusting us about Volde—sorry, You-Know-Who being alive,’ said Harry.. ‘I’ve got another question for you..’ said Harry.

What is it?’ asked Percy.

‘Why are you so excited? Surely not because of me forgiving you?’ asked Harry, puzzled.

‘Well actually, that is actually the right answer,’ replied Percy. ‘I’m also glad for Bill’s marriage,’ added Percy. ‘Well, are you ready to depart to the burrow? I still haven’t found a good housing yet’. Said Percy.

‘’Oh yeah…OK then,’ said Harry, who had just momentarily forgot the thought about the hearing. ‘Will Ron and Hermione be there?’ asked Harry,, who remembered the year before last’s.

‘Yep, Hermione just arrived a day ago,’ said Percy..

‘Alright. Shall we go off to the Burrow then?’ asked Harry, who wanted to meet Ron and Hermione so much.

‘Why not? Well, we will apparate their. Could you apparate Harry’? asked Percy. Harry nodded his head, blushing.. ‘Do you know how to side-by-side apparate?’ asked Percy, to the nodding Harry..

OK then, well let’s go to the end of your driveway. Be sure to carry your suitcase, I can carry Hedwig,’ said Percy, leading the way to the driveway end. ‘Ready Harry?’ asked Percy.

‘Yep,’ said Harry, who have done side-by-side apparition before and did not like the feeling at all..

‘OK then, on the count of three. One, Two, Three—‘

Swishy Swash, everything was going into a blur, swaying street lights until they started to fade. Later Harry could begin to see a blur of what looked like a country area, and later his eyes began to focus and he saw the burrow. His insides were still squirming from the tugging that the apparition had given.

‘Well, here we are then,’ said Percy, who did not seem disturbed at all by the apparition.

‘Great! How long can I be here?’ asked Harry, overwhelmed with excitement.

‘Until the summer ends,’ said Percy., walking towards the burrow.. Both Harry and Percy stop talking until they reached the house when Harry asked one more question.

‘Does your family know that you’ve switched sides?’ asked Harry who was right in front of the door.

‘Nope, they don’t’ said Percy.

DONT READ THIS ITS MY HARRY POTTER Fan Ficition!!

CHAPTER 1: Privet Drive

‘ WHAT ARE YOU DOING!’ yelled Uncle Vernon who was heading toward the living room. He was a portly man in the mid-40’s with receding hairline. Harry Potter had attempted to beat his older brother Dudley in the head with a wooden bat.

“Dudley was mocking me,” retorted Harry, who like always, had grown even more during the summer and had a pale look to him. Uncle Vernon, purple veins popping out of his bulging face, had just swiped the bat and began to hit Harry hard in the stomach.

“Haha, sucker!” laughed Dudley, who was still looking very upbeat at the scene. Dudley had grown very little this year, though he had lifted weights and has become a muscular heavy-weight champion. He belonged to a gang, vandalizing the parks, tagging walls, and even fighting innocent people. His parents don’t know about any of this; they believe that Dudley was always going to the Polkisses’ for tea.

“GET OFF ME!” cried Harry. Vernon had just begun to strangle him. He had a very livid face. Harry, who’s face was now flourished with a dark shade of purple, managed to grasp the porky hands off of his neck and dashed up the stairs within a split second.

‘Come back here, boy!’ yelled Vernon as he stomped up the stairs, angry with frustration. Dudley, who stood up from the excitement, had a mixture of anger and happiness gleaming in his eyes, and followed his father upstairs in the same manner. Aunt Petunia looked out of her kitchen in bewilderment with her horse-like face. She has become used to the fighting inside the house, but when she heard footsteps clomping up the stairs, she decided to go check up on them. Harry had just locked his door, and was getting his wand out on top of his bed when – BOOM!

“Oh dear!” shrieked Petunia, when the door Vernon and Dudley had been stomping on suddenly broke open.

“Don’t come here, I’m not afraid to use my magic,” said Harry, who had now grasped his wand tightly in his right hand, not having any second thoughts in using it.

Vernon and Dudley were eyeing the wand suspiciously, Petunia had fainted in the hallway.

“Put that bloody thing---“ Vernon was shortly interrupted, as Harry had conjured a thin, black string that began to strangle both Vernon and Dudley together.
Harry had walked past the unconscious duo and lifted the chair, then proceeded walking past Petunia who still seemed dazed. He knew that he would get in trouble for some stupid magic. He walked down the stairs and sat on the fluffy couch. He would rather wait down here then upstairs with his family.

Sure enough, in a matter of seconds, an owl Harry had never seen carried a strange looking envelope sealed with the Official Minster of Magic stamp date 1928. The owl landed softly on Harry’s lap and pecked affectionately at his arm. Harry, who was irritated, pushed the owl away and ripped open his envelope.

Chapter 2: The Letter

To Harry Potter, Number 4 of Privet Drive
Today, on July 27th, 2005, at 5:42 P.M., we have information that you have produced a ‘Strefonus’. You are still under-age and performing magical spells, which will cause you to go to the Ministry of Magic Hearing. Bring your wand for confiscation, and stay where you are. Percy Weasley will come by and escort you to your hearing.
Truly Yours, Rufus Scrigemour

Harry couldn’t believe it; Percy coming to his house? Did Percy volunteer to pick Harry up, or did the Minister of Magic send him? Feeling awkward, Harry lay down on the couch, feeling tired after the day’s events. Harry dozed off dreaming, wondering what on earth was going to happen at the hearing.

‘Wake up, Harry’ said a person staring at Harry. Harry woke up quickly and stared until his eyes could focus.

‘Hey Percy!’ shouted Harry Potter; Percy looked surprised. Percy started at Harry, then sat down on the couch next to Harry.

‘Hello Harry’ said Percy calmly, who looked very cheerful.

‘So, how are you feeling?’ asked Percy.

‘Exhausted,’ said Harry.. He was weary and ruffled his hair.

‘Ah, well that’s no wonder. I have come by choice to escort you to our burrow’ said Percy.

‘I thought I was to go to the Hearing?’ said Harry, who no longer was slumped.

‘Well yes, but first I would like you to come by our house. Speaking of that, how do you feel about the hearing?’ asked Percy,, looking at Harry.

‘Bit nervous…last time I was cleared of all charges because of Dumbledore, but this time..’ Harry left his sentence uncompleted; he couldn’t accept the fact that Dumbledore died.

‘Can I ask you something?’ said Harry, wondering if Percy really did come pick up Harry not on an order.

‘Sure,’ replied Percy, still looking excited.

‘Not to be mean, but why did you pick me up? Was it in the ministry’s order, or do you, well, suddenly think I am not on the wrong side?’ asked Harry.

‘Well, seeing the attack on Dumbledore by a Death Eater, I came to my senses and figured out that I was the wrong one. You guys knew the truth about Dumbledore, I just merely backed up what the ministry said. Please forgive me Harry’ begged Percy, who had a slight frown on his face.

‘Well I can forgive you, but the way you acted was bloody stupid,’ said Harry. ‘Hey, at least thanks for trusting us about Volde—sorry, You-Know-Who being alive,’ said Harry.. ‘I’ve got another question for you..’ said Harry.

What is it?’ asked Percy.

‘Why are you so excited? Surely not because of me forgiving you?’ asked Harry, puzzled.

‘Well actually, that is actually the right answer,’ replied Percy. ‘I’m also glad for Bill’s marriage,’ added Percy. ‘Well, are you ready to depart to the burrow? I still haven’t found a good housing yet’. Said Percy.

‘’Oh yeah…OK then,’ said Harry, who had just momentarily forgot the thought about the hearing. ‘Will Ron and Hermione be there?’ asked Harry,, who remembered the year before last’s.

‘Yep, Hermione just arrived a day ago,’ said Percy..

‘Alright. Shall we go off to the Burrow then?’ asked Harry, who wanted to meet Ron and Hermione so much.

‘Why not? Well, we will apparate their. Could you apparate Harry’? asked Percy. Harry nodded his head, blushing.. ‘Do you know how to side-by-side apparate?’ asked Percy, to the nodding Harry..

OK then, well let’s go to the end of your driveway. Be sure to carry your suitcase, I can carry Hedwig,’ said Percy, leading the way to the driveway end. ‘Ready Harry?’ asked Percy.

‘Yep,’ said Harry, who have done side-by-side apparition before and did not like the feeling at all..

‘OK then, on the count of three. One, Two, Three—‘

Swishy Swash, everything was going into a blur, swaying street lights until they started to fade. Later Harry could begin to see a blur of what looked like a country area, and later his eyes began to focus and he saw the burrow. His insides were still squirming from the tugging that the apparition had given.

‘Well, here we are then,’ said Percy, who did not seem disturbed at all by the apparition.

‘Great! How long can I be here?’ asked Harry, overwhelmed with excitement.

‘Until the summer ends,’ said Percy., walking towards the burrow.. Both Harry and Percy stop talking until they reached the house when Harry asked one more question.

‘Does your family know that you’ve switched sides?’ asked Harry who was right in front of the door.

‘Nope, they don’t’ said Percy.

DONT READ THIS ITS MY HARRY POTTER Fan Ficition!!

CHAPTER 1: Privet Drive

‘ WHAT ARE YOU DOING!’ yelled Uncle Vernon who was heading toward the living room. He was a portly man in the mid-40’s with receding hairline. Harry Potter had attempted to beat his older brother Dudley in the head with a wooden bat.

“Dudley was mocking me,” retorted Harry, who like always, had grown even more during the summer and had a pale look to him. Uncle Vernon, purple veins popping out of his bulging face, had just swiped the bat and began to hit Harry hard in the stomach.

“Haha, sucker!” laughed Dudley, who was still looking very upbeat at the scene. Dudley had grown very little this year, though he had lifted weights and has become a muscular heavy-weight champion. He belonged to a gang, vandalizing the parks, tagging walls, and even fighting innocent people. His parents don’t know about any of this; they believe that Dudley was always going to the Polkisses’ for tea.

“GET OFF ME!” cried Harry. Vernon had just begun to strangle him. He had a very livid face. Harry, who’s face was now flourished with a dark shade of purple, managed to grasp the porky hands off of his neck and dashed up the stairs within a split second.

‘Come back here, boy!’ yelled Vernon as he stomped up the stairs, angry with frustration. Dudley, who stood up from the excitement, had a mixture of anger and happiness gleaming in his eyes, and followed his father upstairs in the same manner. Aunt Petunia looked out of her kitchen in bewilderment with her horse-like face. She has become used to the fighting inside the house, but when she heard footsteps clomping up the stairs, she decided to go check up on them. Harry had just locked his door, and was getting his wand out on top of his bed when – BOOM!

“Oh dear!” shrieked Petunia, when the door Vernon and Dudley had been stomping on suddenly broke open.

“Don’t come here, I’m not afraid to use my magic,” said Harry, who had now grasped his wand tightly in his right hand, not having any second thoughts in using it.

Vernon and Dudley were eyeing the wand suspiciously, Petunia had fainted in the hallway.

“Put that bloody thing---“ Vernon was shortly interrupted, as Harry had conjured a thin, black string that began to strangle both Vernon and Dudley together.
Harry had walked past the unconscious duo and lifted the chair, then proceeded walking past Petunia who still seemed dazed. He knew that he would get in trouble for some stupid magic. He walked down the stairs and sat on the fluffy couch. He would rather wait down here then upstairs with his family.

Sure enough, in a matter of seconds, an owl Harry had never seen carried a strange looking envelope sealed with the Official Minster of Magic stamp date 1928. The owl landed softly on Harry’s lap and pecked affectionately at his arm. Harry, who was irritated, pushed the owl away and ripped open his envelope.

Chapter 2: The Letter

To Harry Potter, Number 4 of Privet Drive
Today, on July 27th, 2005, at 5:42 P.M., we have information that you have produced a ‘Strefonus’. You are still under-age and performing magical spells, which will cause you to go to the Ministry of Magic Hearing. Bring your wand for confiscation, and stay where you are. Percy Weasley will come by and escort you to your hearing.
Truly Yours, Rufus Scrigemour

Harry couldn’t believe it; Percy coming to his house? Did Percy volunteer to pick Harry up, or did the Minister of Magic send him? Feeling awkward, Harry lay down on the couch, feeling tired after the day’s events. Harry dozed off dreaming, wondering what on earth was going to happen at the hearing.

‘Wake up, Harry’ said a person staring at Harry. Harry woke up quickly and stared until his eyes could focus.

‘Hey Percy!’ shouted Harry Potter; Percy looked surprised. Percy started at Harry, then sat down on the couch next to Harry.

‘Hello Harry’ said Percy calmly, who looked very cheerful.

‘So, how are you feeling?’ asked Percy.

‘Exhausted,’ said Harry.. He was weary and ruffled his hair.

‘Ah, well that’s no wonder. I have come by choice to escort you to our burrow’ said Percy.

‘I thought I was to go to the Hearing?’ said Harry, who no longer was slumped.

‘Well yes, but first I would like you to come by our house. Speaking of that, how do you feel about the hearing?’ asked Percy,, looking at Harry.

‘Bit nervous…last time I was cleared of all charges because of Dumbledore, but this time..’ Harry left his sentence uncompleted; he couldn’t accept the fact that Dumbledore died.

‘Can I ask you something?’ said Harry, wondering if Percy really did come pick up Harry not on an order.

‘Sure,’ replied Percy, still looking excited.

‘Not to be mean, but why did you pick me up? Was it in the ministry’s order, or do you, well, suddenly think I am not on the wrong side?’ asked Harry.

‘Well, seeing the attack on Dumbledore by a Death Eater, I came to my senses and figured out that I was the wrong one. You guys knew the truth about Dumbledore, I just merely backed up what the ministry said. Please forgive me Harry’ begged Percy, who had a slight frown on his face.

‘Well I can forgive you, but the way you acted was bloody stupid,’ said Harry. ‘Hey, at least thanks for trusting us about Volde—sorry, You-Know-Who being alive,’ said Harry.. ‘I’ve got another question for you..’ said Harry.

What is it?’ asked Percy.

‘Why are you so excited? Surely not because of me forgiving you?’ asked Harry, puzzled.

‘Well actually, that is actually the right answer,’ replied Percy. ‘I’m also glad for Bill’s marriage,’ added Percy. ‘Well, are you ready to depart to the burrow? I still haven’t found a good housing yet’. Said Percy.

‘’Oh yeah…OK then,’ said Harry, who had just momentarily forgot the thought about the hearing. ‘Will Ron and Hermione be there?’ asked Harry,, who remembered the year before last’s.

‘Yep, Hermione just arrived a day ago,’ said Percy..

‘Alright. Shall we go off to the Burrow then?’ asked Harry, who wanted to meet Ron and Hermione so much.

‘Why not? Well, we will apparate their. Could you apparate Harry’? asked Percy. Harry nodded his head, blushing.. ‘Do you know how to side-by-side apparate?’ asked Percy, to the nodding Harry..

OK then, well let’s go to the end of your driveway. Be sure to carry your suitcase, I can carry Hedwig,’ said Percy, leading the way to the driveway end. ‘Ready Harry?’ asked Percy.

‘Yep,’ said Harry, who have done side-by-side apparition before and did not like the feeling at all..

‘OK then, on the count of three. One, Two, Three—‘

Swishy Swash, everything was going into a blur, swaying street lights until they started to fade. Later Harry could begin to see a blur of what looked like a country area, and later his eyes began to focus and he saw the burrow. His insides were still squirming from the tugging that the apparition had given.

‘Well, here we are then,’ said Percy, who did not seem disturbed at all by the apparition.

‘Great! How long can I be here?’ asked Harry, overwhelmed with excitement.

‘Until the summer ends,’ said Percy., walking towards the burrow.. Both Harry and Percy stop talking until they reached the house when Harry asked one more question.

‘Does your family know that you’ve switched sides?’ asked Harry who was right in front of the door.

‘Nope, they don’t’ said Percy.

DONT READ THIS ITS MY HARRY POTTER Fan Ficition!!

CHAPTER 1: Privet Drive

‘ WHAT ARE YOU DOING!’ yelled Uncle Vernon who was heading toward the living room. He was a portly man in the mid-40’s with receding hairline. Harry Potter had attempted to beat his older brother Dudley in the head with a wooden bat.

“Dudley was mocking me,” retorted Harry, who like always, had grown even more during the summer and had a pale look to him. Uncle Vernon, purple veins popping out of his bulging face, had just swiped the bat and began to hit Harry hard in the stomach.

“Haha, sucker!” laughed Dudley, who was still looking very upbeat at the scene. Dudley had grown very little this year, though he had lifted weights and has become a muscular heavy-weight champion. He belonged to a gang, vandalizing the parks, tagging walls, and even fighting innocent people. His parents don’t know about any of this; they believe that Dudley was always going to the Polkisses’ for tea.

“GET OFF ME!” cried Harry. Vernon had just begun to strangle him. He had a very livid face. Harry, who’s face was now flourished with a dark shade of purple, managed to grasp the porky hands off of his neck and dashed up the stairs within a split second.

‘Come back here, boy!’ yelled Vernon as he stomped up the stairs, angry with frustration. Dudley, who stood up from the excitement, had a mixture of anger and happiness gleaming in his eyes, and followed his father upstairs in the same manner. Aunt Petunia looked out of her kitchen in bewilderment with her horse-like face. She has become used to the fighting inside the house, but when she heard footsteps clomping up the stairs, she decided to go check up on them. Harry had just locked his door, and was getting his wand out on top of his bed when – BOOM!

“Oh dear!” shrieked Petunia, when the door Vernon and Dudley had been stomping on suddenly broke open.

“Don’t come here, I’m not afraid to use my magic,” said Harry, who had now grasped his wand tightly in his right hand, not having any second thoughts in using it.

Vernon and Dudley were eyeing the wand suspiciously, Petunia had fainted in the hallway.

“Put that bloody thing---“ Vernon was shortly interrupted, as Harry had conjured a thin, black string that began to strangle both Vernon and Dudley together.
Harry had walked past the unconscious duo and lifted the chair, then proceeded walking past Petunia who still seemed dazed. He knew that he would get in trouble for some stupid magic. He walked down the stairs and sat on the fluffy couch. He would rather wait down here then upstairs with his family.

Sure enough, in a matter of seconds, an owl Harry had never seen carried a strange looking envelope sealed with the Official Minster of Magic stamp date 1928. The owl landed softly on Harry’s lap and pecked affectionately at his arm. Harry, who was irritated, pushed the owl away and ripped open his envelope.

Chapter 2: The Letter

To Harry Potter, Number 4 of Privet Drive
Today, on July 27th, 2005, at 5:42 P.M., we have information that you have produced a ‘Strefonus’. You are still under-age and performing magical spells, which will cause you to go to the Ministry of Magic Hearing. Bring your wand for confiscation, and stay where you are. Percy Weasley will come by and escort you to your hearing.
Truly Yours, Rufus Scrigemour

Harry couldn’t believe it; Percy coming to his house? Did Percy volunteer to pick Harry up, or did the Minister of Magic send him? Feeling awkward, Harry lay down on the couch, feeling tired after the day’s events. Harry dozed off dreaming, wondering what on earth was going to happen at the hearing.

‘Wake up, Harry’ said a person staring at Harry. Harry woke up quickly and stared until his eyes could focus.

‘Hey Percy!’ shouted Harry Potter; Percy looked surprised. Percy started at Harry, then sat down on the couch next to Harry.

‘Hello Harry’ said Percy calmly, who looked very cheerful.

‘So, how are you feeling?’ asked Percy.

‘Exhausted,’ said Harry.. He was weary and ruffled his hair.

‘Ah, well that’s no wonder. I have come by choice to escort you to our burrow’ said Percy.

‘I thought I was to go to the Hearing?’ said Harry, who no longer was slumped.

‘Well yes, but first I would like you to come by our house. Speaking of that, how do you feel about the hearing?’ asked Percy,, looking at Harry.

‘Bit nervous…last time I was cleared of all charges because of Dumbledore, but this time..’ Harry left his sentence uncompleted; he couldn’t accept the fact that Dumbledore died.

‘Can I ask you something?’ said Harry, wondering if Percy really did come pick up Harry not on an order.

‘Sure,’ replied Percy, still looking excited.

‘Not to be mean, but why did you pick me up? Was it in the ministry’s order, or do you, well, suddenly think I am not on the wrong side?’ asked Harry.

‘Well, seeing the attack on Dumbledore by a Death Eater, I came to my senses and figured out that I was the wrong one. You guys knew the truth about Dumbledore, I just merely backed up what the ministry said. Please forgive me Harry’ begged Percy, who had a slight frown on his face.

‘Well I can forgive you, but the way you acted was bloody stupid,’ said Harry. ‘Hey, at least thanks for trusting us about Volde—sorry, You-Know-Who being alive,’ said Harry.. ‘I’ve got another question for you..’ said Harry.

What is it?’ asked Percy.

‘Why are you so excited? Surely not because of me forgiving you?’ asked Harry, puzzled.

‘Well actually, that is actually the right answer,’ replied Percy. ‘I’m also glad for Bill’s marriage,’ added Percy. ‘Well, are you ready to depart to the burrow? I still haven’t found a good housing yet’. Said Percy.

‘’Oh yeah…OK then,’ said Harry, who had just momentarily forgot the thought about the hearing. ‘Will Ron and Hermione be there?’ asked Harry,, who remembered the year before last’s.

‘Yep, Hermione just arrived a day ago,’ said Percy..

‘Alright. Shall we go off to the Burrow then?’ asked Harry, who wanted to meet Ron and Hermione so much.

‘Why not? Well, we will apparate their. Could you apparate Harry’? asked Percy. Harry nodded his head, blushing.. ‘Do you know how to side-by-side apparate?’ asked Percy, to the nodding Harry..

OK then, well let’s go to the end of your driveway. Be sure to carry your suitcase, I can carry Hedwig,’ said Percy, leading the way to the driveway end. ‘Ready Harry?’ asked Percy.

‘Yep,’ said Harry, who have done side-by-side apparition before and did not like the feeling at all..

‘OK then, on the count of three. One, Two, Three—‘

Swishy Swash, everything was going into a blur, swaying street lights until they started to fade. Later Harry could begin to see a blur of what looked like a country area, and later his eyes began to focus and he saw the burrow. His insides were still squirming from the tugging that the apparition had given.

‘Well, here we are then,’ said Percy, who did not seem disturbed at all by the apparition.

‘Great! How long can I be here?’ asked Harry, overwhelmed with excitement.

‘Until the summer ends,’ said Percy., walking towards the burrow.. Both Harry and Percy stop talking until they reached the house when Harry asked one more question.

‘Does your family know that you’ve switched sides?’ asked Harry who was right in front of the door.

‘Nope, they don’t’ said Percy.

DONT READ THIS ITS MY HARRY POTTER Fan Ficition!!

CHAPTER 1: Privet Drive

‘ WHAT ARE YOU DOING!’ yelled Uncle Vernon who was heading toward the living room. He was a portly man in the mid-40’s with receding hairline. Harry Potter had attempted to beat his older brother Dudley in the head with a wooden bat.

“Dudley was mocking me,” retorted Harry, who like always, had grown even more during the summer and had a pale look to him. Uncle Vernon, purple veins popping out of his bulging face, had just swiped the bat and began to hit Harry hard in the stomach.

“Haha, sucker!” laughed Dudley, who was still looking very upbeat at the scene. Dudley had grown very little this year, though he had lifted weights and has become a muscular heavy-weight champion. He belonged to a gang, vandalizing the parks, tagging walls, and even fighting innocent people. His parents don’t know about any of this; they believe that Dudley was always going to the Polkisses’ for tea.

“GET OFF ME!” cried Harry. Vernon had just begun to strangle him. He had a very livid face. Harry, who’s face was now flourished with a dark shade of purple, managed to grasp the porky hands off of his neck and dashed up the stairs within a split second.

‘Come back here, boy!’ yelled Vernon as he stomped up the stairs, angry with frustration. Dudley, who stood up from the excitement, had a mixture of anger and happiness gleaming in his eyes, and followed his father upstairs in the same manner. Aunt Petunia looked out of her kitchen in bewilderment with her horse-like face. She has become used to the fighting inside the house, but when she heard footsteps clomping up the stairs, she decided to go check up on them. Harry had just locked his door, and was getting his wand out on top of his bed when – BOOM!

“Oh dear!” shrieked Petunia, when the door Vernon and Dudley had been stomping on suddenly broke open.

“Don’t come here, I’m not afraid to use my magic,” said Harry, who had now grasped his wand tightly in his right hand, not having any second thoughts in using it.

Vernon and Dudley were eyeing the wand suspiciously, Petunia had fainted in the hallway.

“Put that bloody thing---“ Vernon was shortly interrupted, as Harry had conjured a thin, black string that began to strangle both Vernon and Dudley together.
Harry had walked past the unconscious duo and lifted the chair, then proceeded walking past Petunia who still seemed dazed. He knew that he would get in trouble for some stupid magic. He walked down the stairs and sat on the fluffy couch. He would rather wait down here then upstairs with his family.

Sure enough, in a matter of seconds, an owl Harry had never seen carried a strange looking envelope sealed with the Official Minster of Magic stamp date 1928. The owl landed softly on Harry’s lap and pecked affectionately at his arm. Harry, who was irritated, pushed the owl away and ripped open his envelope.

Chapter 2: The Letter

To Harry Potter, Number 4 of Privet Drive
Today, on July 27th, 2005, at 5:42 P.M., we have information that you have produced a ‘Strefonus’. You are still under-age and performing magical spells, which will cause you to go to the Ministry of Magic Hearing. Bring your wand for confiscation, and stay where you are. Percy Weasley will come by and escort you to your hearing.
Truly Yours, Rufus Scrigemour

Harry couldn’t believe it; Percy coming to his house? Did Percy volunteer to pick Harry up, or did the Minister of Magic send him? Feeling awkward, Harry lay down on the couch, feeling tired after the day’s events. Harry dozed off dreaming, wondering what on earth was going to happen at the hearing.

‘Wake up, Harry’ said a person staring at Harry. Harry woke up quickly and stared until his eyes could focus.

‘Hey Percy!’ shouted Harry Potter; Percy looked surprised. Percy started at Harry, then sat down on the couch next to Harry.

‘Hello Harry’ said Percy calmly, who looked very cheerful.

‘So, how are you feeling?’ asked Percy.

‘Exhausted,’ said Harry.. He was weary and ruffled his hair.

‘Ah, well that’s no wonder. I have come by choice to escort you to our burrow’ said Percy.

‘I thought I was to go to the Hearing?’ said Harry, who no longer was slumped.

‘Well yes, but first I would like you to come by our house. Speaking of that, how do you feel about the hearing?’ asked Percy,, looking at Harry.

‘Bit nervous…last time I was cleared of all charges because of Dumbledore, but this time..’ Harry left his sentence uncompleted; he couldn’t accept the fact that Dumbledore died.

‘Can I ask you something?’ said Harry, wondering if Percy really did come pick up Harry not on an order.

‘Sure,’ replied Percy, still looking excited.

‘Not to be mean, but why did you pick me up? Was it in the ministry’s order, or do you, well, suddenly think I am not on the wrong side?’ asked Harry.

‘Well, seeing the attack on Dumbledore by a Death Eater, I came to my senses and figured out that I was the wrong one. You guys knew the truth about Dumbledore, I just merely backed up what the ministry said. Please forgive me Harry’ begged Percy, who had a slight frown on his face.

‘Well I can forgive you, but the way you acted was bloody stupid,’ said Harry. ‘Hey, at least thanks for trusting us about Volde—sorry, You-Know-Who being alive,’ said Harry.. ‘I’ve got another question for you..’ said Harry.

What is it?’ asked Percy.

‘Why are you so excited? Surely not because of me forgiving you?’ asked Harry, puzzled.

‘Well actually, that is actually the right answer,’ replied Percy. ‘I’m also glad for Bill’s marriage,’ added Percy. ‘Well, are you ready to depart to the burrow? I still haven’t found a good housing yet’. Said Percy.

‘’Oh yeah…OK then,’ said Harry, who had just momentarily forgot the thought about the hearing. ‘Will Ron and Hermione be there?’ asked Harry,, who remembered the year before last’s.

‘Yep, Hermione just arrived a day ago,’ said Percy..

‘Alright. Shall we go off to the Burrow then?’ asked Harry, who wanted to meet Ron and Hermione so much.

‘Why not? Well, we will apparate their. Could you apparate Harry’? asked Percy. Harry nodded his head, blushing.. ‘Do you know how to side-by-side apparate?’ asked Percy, to the nodding Harry..

OK then, well let’s go to the end of your driveway. Be sure to carry your suitcase, I can carry Hedwig,’ said Percy, leading the way to the driveway end. ‘Ready Harry?’ asked Percy.

‘Yep,’ said Harry, who have done side-by-side apparition before and did not like the feeling at all..

‘OK then, on the count of three. One, Two, Three—‘

Swishy Swash, everything was going into a blur, swaying street lights until they started to fade. Later Harry could begin to see a blur of what looked like a country area, and later his eyes began to focus and he saw the burrow. His insides were still squirming from the tugging that the apparition had given.

‘Well, here we are then,’ said Percy, who did not seem disturbed at all by the apparition.

‘Great! How long can I be here?’ asked Harry, overwhelmed with excitement.

‘Until the summer ends,’ said Percy., walking towards the burrow.. Both Harry and Percy stop talking until they reached the house when Harry asked one more question.

‘Does your family know that you’ve switched sides?’ asked Harry who was right in front of the door.

‘Nope, they don’t’ said Percy.

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CHAPTER 1: Privet Drive

‘ WHAT ARE YOU DOING!’ yelled Uncle Vernon who was heading toward the living room. He was a portly man in the mid-40’s with receding hairline. Harry Potter had attempted to beat his older brother Dudley in the head with a wooden bat.

“Dudley was mocking me,” retorted Harry, who like always, had grown even more during the summer and had a pale look to him. Uncle Vernon, purple veins popping out of his bulging face, had just swiped the bat and began to hit Harry hard in the stomach.

“Haha, sucker!” laughed Dudley, who was still looking very upbeat at the scene. Dudley had grown very little this year, though he had lifted weights and has become a muscular heavy-weight champion. He belonged to a gang, vandalizing the parks, tagging walls, and even fighting innocent people. His parents don’t know about any of this; they believe that Dudley was always going to the Polkisses’ for tea.

“GET OFF ME!” cried Harry. Vernon had just begun to strangle him. He had a very livid face. Harry, who’s face was now flourished with a dark shade of purple, managed to grasp the porky hands off of his neck and dashed up the stairs within a split second.

‘Come back here, boy!’ yelled Vernon as he stomped up the stairs, angry with frustration. Dudley, who stood up from the excitement, had a mixture of anger and happiness gleaming in his eyes, and followed his father upstairs in the same manner. Aunt Petunia looked out of her kitchen in bewilderment with her horse-like face. She has become used to the fighting inside the house, but when she heard footsteps clomping up the stairs, she decided to go check up on them. Harry had just locked his door, and was getting his wand out on top of his bed when – BOOM!

“Oh dear!” shrieked Petunia, when the door Vernon and Dudley had been stomping on suddenly broke open.

“Don’t come here, I’m not afraid to use my magic,” said Harry, who had now grasped his wand tightly in his right hand, not having any second thoughts in using it.

Vernon and Dudley were eyeing the wand suspiciously, Petunia had fainted in the hallway.

“Put that bloody thing---“ Vernon was shortly interrupted, as Harry had conjured a thin, black string that began to strangle both Vernon and Dudley together.
Harry had walked past the unconscious duo and lifted the chair, then proceeded walking past Petunia who still seemed dazed. He knew that he would get in trouble for some stupid magic. He walked down the stairs and sat on the fluffy couch. He would rather wait down here then upstairs with his family.

Sure enough, in a matter of seconds, an owl Harry had never seen carried a strange looking envelope sealed with the Official Minster of Magic stamp date 1928. The owl landed softly on Harry’s lap and pecked affectionately at his arm. Harry, who was irritated, pushed the owl away and ripped open his envelope.

Chapter 2: The Letter

To Harry Potter, Number 4 of Privet Drive
Today, on July 27th, 2005, at 5:42 P.M., we have information that you have produced a ‘Strefonus’. You are still under-age and performing magical spells, which will cause you to go to the Ministry of Magic Hearing. Bring your wand for confiscation, and stay where you are. Percy Weasley will come by and escort you to your hearing.
Truly Yours, Rufus Scrigemour

Harry couldn’t believe it; Percy coming to his house? Did Percy volunteer to pick Harry up, or did the Minister of Magic send him? Feeling awkward, Harry lay down on the couch, feeling tired after the day’s events. Harry dozed off dreaming, wondering what on earth was going to happen at the hearing.

‘Wake up, Harry’ said a person staring at Harry. Harry woke up quickly and stared until his eyes could focus.

‘Hey Percy!’ shouted Harry Potter; Percy looked surprised. Percy started at Harry, then sat down on the couch next to Harry.

‘Hello Harry’ said Percy calmly, who looked very cheerful.

‘So, how are you feeling?’ asked Percy.

‘Exhausted,’ said Harry.. He was weary and ruffled his hair.

‘Ah, well that’s no wonder. I have come by choice to escort you to our burrow’ said Percy.

‘I thought I was to go to the Hearing?’ said Harry, who no longer was slumped.

‘Well yes, but first I would like you to come by our house. Speaking of that, how do you feel about the hearing?’ asked Percy,, looking at Harry.

‘Bit nervous…last time I was cleared of all charges because of Dumbledore, but this time..’ Harry left his sentence uncompleted; he couldn’t accept the fact that Dumbledore died.

‘Can I ask you something?’ said Harry, wondering if Percy really did come pick up Harry not on an order.

‘Sure,’ replied Percy, still looking excited.

‘Not to be mean, but why did you pick me up? Was it in the ministry’s order, or do you, well, suddenly think I am not on the wrong side?’ asked Harry.

‘Well, seeing the attack on Dumbledore by a Death Eater, I came to my senses and figured out that I was the wrong one. You guys knew the truth about Dumbledore, I just merely backed up what the ministry said. Please forgive me Harry’ begged Percy, who had a slight frown on his face.

‘Well I can forgive you, but the way you acted was bloody stupid,’ said Harry. ‘Hey, at least thanks for trusting us about Volde—sorry, You-Know-Who being alive,’ said Harry.. ‘I’ve got another question for you..’ said Harry.

What is it?’ asked Percy.

‘Why are you so excited? Surely not because of me forgiving you?’ asked Harry, puzzled.

‘Well actually, that is actually the right answer,’ replied Percy. ‘I’m also glad for Bill’s marriage,’ added Percy. ‘Well, are you ready to depart to the burrow? I still haven’t found a good housing yet’. Said Percy.

‘’Oh yeah…OK then,’ said Harry, who had just momentarily forgot the thought about the hearing. ‘Will Ron and Hermione be there?’ asked Harry,, who remembered the year before last’s.

‘Yep, Hermione just arrived a day ago,’ said Percy..

‘Alright. Shall we go off to the Burrow then?’ asked Harry, who wanted to meet Ron and Hermione so much.

‘Why not? Well, we will apparate their. Could you apparate Harry’? asked Percy. Harry nodded his head, blushing.. ‘Do you know how to side-by-side apparate?’ asked Percy, to the nodding Harry..

OK then, well let’s go to the end of your driveway. Be sure to carry your suitcase, I can carry Hedwig,’ said Percy, leading the way to the driveway end. ‘Ready Harry?’ asked Percy.

‘Yep,’ said Harry, who have done side-by-side apparition before and did not like the feeling at all..

‘OK then, on the count of three. One, Two, Three—‘

Swishy Swash, everything was going into a blur, swaying street lights until they started to fade. Later Harry could begin to see a blur of what looked like a country area, and later his eyes began to focus and he saw the burrow. His insides were still squirming from the tugging that the apparition had given.

‘Well, here we are then,’ said Percy, who did not seem disturbed at all by the apparition.

‘Great! How long can I be here?’ asked Harry, overwhelmed with excitement.

‘Until the summer ends,’ said Percy., walking towards the burrow.. Both Harry and Percy stop talking until they reached the house when Harry asked one more question.

‘Does your family know that you’ve switched sides?’ asked Harry who was right in front of the door.

‘Nope, they don’t’ said Percy.