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Impossible! The Dursley's! On a holiday! For a week!". . .we planned for Aunt Marge to house mind while we're away . . ."No! Please! No, it can't be true. . .". . . but she'll be away in Scotland until September, so that leaves you. . ."Amazing! Fantastic! Unbelievable!Harry was trying his hardest not to grin brilliantly, for it was quite possibly the best news he'dever been given in his life! One week without the Dursleys! One week alone! One week tofinally be able to be whom he wanted and say what he wanted and do what he wanted!Uncle Vernon was still talking. ". . . and if you think that you can just be who you want andsay what you want and do what you want while we're away, then you're sorely mistaken, boy.Sorely mistaken. I've arranged it with the Mr. Banbury-- told him all about you and St.Brutus'. Oh, he knows all about you and he'll be watching. Like a hawk he'll be watching."Harry wasn't threatened by this at all, merely intrigued. "Who's Mr. Banbury?"Uncle Vernon was visibly annoyed with having to answer a question. "Mr. Banbury is ournew neighbor, Harry. Met him just yesterday-- a logical, practical, sensible fellow whohappens to work for the police, I might add." He smiled malevolently. "Like I said: he'll bewatching."Poor Mr. Dursley didn't understand that just three months ago Harry haddueled with the most feared dark Wizard in history: a policeman peering at him through lacewindows wasn't going to scare him one bit.But he kept his face solemn and nodded understandingly as Uncle Vernon's threats keptflying, even though he wasn't listening. How could he, when in less than one week hewouldn't have to see the Dursleys anymore?"And wipe that disgusting smile off your face," Vernon added.Harry tried. But the beauty of it all was just too much for him to bear!8
Chapter Two: The New NeighborsPrivet Drive was awakening to yet another quiet day beneath another dull gray sky, and for the firsttime in what felt like years, Harry slept right through it. It was only when he felt the floor boards quakefrom the Dursleys marching up and down the staircase that he was torn away from the wonderful,relaxing sleep. He stretched happily, and as he walked past his mirror was surprised to discover a grinupon his face. The grin faltered somewhat as he took in how his pajamas hung high above the groundand his shirt looked as though it had been shrunk in the wash, but he shook his head, knowing therewas nothing he could do about it, and the grin returned.After he was dressed he came downstairs to find that breakfast had already been eaten and clearedaway, and Aunt Petunia was eyeing him coldly. She could sense that Harry was in a good mood thatmorning, and the fact that he was smiling seemed to make her all the more determined to put a stop toit."Well, well. Sleeping Beauty's decided to grace us with his presence. Just in time to wash the car, rightVernon?"Harry heard a delighted grunt from the living room. His stomach was getting restless and he reachedfor a banana in a hanging basket, to which Aunt Petunia immediately objected."I'm baking banana bread today, don't even think about it."She was trying to pick a fight, most obviously, and he wasn't about to give her the pleasure of takingher up on it. Without saying another word, Harry turned and headed in the direction of the shed forsome cleaning supplies. Aunt Petunia could bully him all she wanted, all he had to do was remindhimself that within the week, she'd be gone.Outside, he rinsed the Dursleys' car off with the garden hose and began soaping it up, when he hearda voice from behind."Hello? You're Harry, are you?"Harry whipped around and found Mr. Banbury standing ten feet from him, dressed in his policemanoutfit, obviously getting ready to ride to work. He wasn't as young as the Dursleys had made him out tobe, although there was definitely youthful vigor and spark in his deep brown eyes. His immediatereaction was what a kind face he had-- the sort that Harry would perhaps have liked to get to knowbetter. Too bad, though, because Harry could only imagine the terrible things Uncle Vernon had saidabout him to Mr. Banbury.He lowered his eyes somewhat and answered timidly, "Yes, sir."To Harry's surprise, Mr. Banbury let out a smile. "I was beginning to think that Mr. Dursley had madeyou up! Like to keep to yourself?"Harry shrugged and looked back down to the ground. He was beginning to get a bit nervous-- if UncleVernon saw him talking with their neighbor, who knows what he'd do to him. Best just keep washingthe car, Harry."Are you and Dudley the same age?""Yes, sir.""That's good, then-- nice to have someone your own age around. Poor Sophie, that's our girl, she onlyhas herself and her cat Marwick."Harry wasn't sure what Mr. Banbury wanted and raised his eyes to look at him, questioningly.Mr. Banbury cleared his throat. "Yes, well, I must be off. But it was nice to meet you, Harry. We'll beseeing you tonight, of course.""Sorry? Tonight?"Mr. Banbury seemed surprised. "Yes, tonight! We've invited your family over to have a meal with us!""Oh," Harry sighed. "Them. Well, I'm sure that I'm not supposed to come--""Nonsense! Of course you are! Imelda, that's my wife, would be most offended if you didn't come!"Harry didn't know what to say in reply! He wasn't used to Muggles talking to him as though he didn'tcarry the Plague-- it was quite a strange feeling. He merely nodded in reply. That seemed to satisfyMr. Banbury who hopped into his car and sped away.Needless to say, the Dursleys said nothing to him for the rest of the day about having dinner with theBanbury's. Harry decided that perhaps, just to be on the safe side, he'd put on his nicest set of clothes(the ones that didn't make him look like a complete clown) and even sat down in front of the mirror toattempt to tidy up his hair. Besides his startling green eyes, his second most striking feature was hisgreat mop of black hair: it was unruly, never obeyed his brush, but as of late had grown into thick blacklocks that Harry could almost look upon without complete distaste. He'd wished so often that he couldlook, well, normal. It was really all Harry had ever wanted-- to be normal. But aside from his intensegreen eyes that he was keenly aware were quite distracting, his round glasses and stubbornly unrulyhair, there was also a curious lightning-shaped scar on his forehead. It was a scar that, to his dismay,labeled him as a celebrity and would forever cement the fact that he, Harry Potter, was by no meansnormal at all.9
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They stepped inside and Harry shudd
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"Uh oh," said Ginny who'd appeared
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Chapter Ten: Dudley DursleyThe plan
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met you on the stupid train. I was
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"He's scared." Sirius sighed. "And
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COOL?!? Dudley Dursley thought that
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Dudley blinked."Only . . . er . . .
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"No, it's not like that.""Let me gu
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"It's only been three months!"She s
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Dudley laughed and opened the door
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"Oh that? Please. It's nothing thos
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"I've been with the ministry for ma
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"Miss Granger, of course you read t
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Chapter Twelve: Bermuda or BustThe
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chattered throughout the late hours
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"This is one of the most haunted ro
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Mr. Calhoun sense Draco's cynicism.
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They found number nine Bourbon Stre
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"Apparently, 'bud', you didn't quit
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Chapter Thirteen: The Trouble With
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Harry was thoughtful for a moment a
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Sirius' voice was soft but serious.
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"I guess maybe Fred and George were
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"Oh calm yourself, Professor," said
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Hagrid dangled the ugly black costu
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Chapter Fifteen: The Auror"Is every
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*The unlikely quintet emerged back
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like a cross between a bee hive and
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Chapter Sixteen: OrodSnape seemed h
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"Oh, it's bloody fantastic," said R
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The other two laughed in agreement.
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"NO," said Ron quickly."A-are you s
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illiant, infinite black eyes on the
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Chapter Seventeen: Voldemort's Lair
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In flurry of movement, Delphine had
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Harry recoiled and took a step back
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White blasted from the end of his w
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Chapter Eighteen: Flight of the Pho
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don't know what Voldemort is thinki
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Harry coughed. "I wouldn't call it
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the staircases and made a beeline f
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to deliver your wife, Harry here an
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Petunia Dursley spent a better part
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Harry stopped in his tracks. From t
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Chapter Twenty: New Leaves Turning"
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"But . . . you were willing to give
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They filed out onto the platform, a
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Sophie nodded. "Believe me-- I don'
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Roger sighed and approached the kid
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