Harry Potter and the Summer To Remember

Harry was so excited to go to the Weasleys for the summer that he packed very quickly. First he checked all of his Hogwarts things. He made sure his school robes, dress robes, hat, gloves, and the rest of his supplies were all inside the trunk. Last, he neatly sorted some of his Muggle clothes, which were all hand-me-downs from Dudley. He had some homework to finish, but figured he could just spend the rest of the day finishing that, so that he could leave the summer for fun and friendship, This was, after all, his last summer before ending his time at Hogwarts and being a full fledged wizard. He worked very Hermione-like on his homework. Harry was not normally this studious, but he really would like to finish it so that he could have the summer homework free. Unfortunately, due to it being just before his seventh year at Hogwarts, there was quite a bit. He finished his History of Magic two-foot long essay for Professor Binns, then got ready to begin an essay for Professor McGonagall on how to transform part of a human into an animal. Luckily, he paid attention in this class, unlike in Potions with Professor Snape. He was quite absorbed in this essay.

"Harry! Harry!" Aunt Petunia yelled as loud as her gossipy voice could muster. Harry startled at the sound of her voice. He quickly hid his homework, then opened his door and ran down the stairs to see just what his aunt wanted. She was in the kitchen talking with Uncle Vernon and Dudley.

Harry said, "Yes Aunt Petunia?"

"Harry please arrange to leave today, Dudley's friends are arriving tonight," she said.

"Yes Aunt Petunia," Harry answered. "No problem."

Luckily, it was still early, so Harry ran back up to his bedroom. The other two owls had flown away, so he had to use Hedwig. He got out his parchment and one of his best quills with a pot of ink. The letter said:

Mrs. Weasley, Ron,

Hi! My Aunt Petunia said I could come. I am so excited! Finally a summer away from them! Can Mr. Weasley come and get me at five tonight? My Aunt and Uncle want me gone tonight, as Dudley's friends are coming in, and you know how they are about my magic.

Sorry such short notice,

Harry

Harry rolled the parchment up and tied it with some string to Hedwig's leg. He opened his window, sending her flying out faster than usual. He hoped the answer was not too late to change plans by a day. He packed everything up, except for his homework, which he quickly got busy on while he waited for an answer.

He was just finishing his homework and looked up at his clock. It was three o'clock in the afternoon. Just then, Hedwig tapped the window with her beak. "Thank goodness she is back with an answer," Harry thought. The letter was from Ron. It said:

Hi again Harry!

Mum just got your letter asking to come tonight. She just apparated to the Ministry of Magic to tell Dad about it. She would have just sent an owl, but she feared that would not be fast enough. We want to get you away from those horrid Dursleys.

See you tonight,

Ron

Harry got more and more excited at the prospect of being away all summer. He just made a finishing touch on his essay, then packed the rest of his homework up in his trunk. Thankfully, all he had left was an essay for Charms and the rest of his Summer Horoscopes for Professor Trelawney. He began dragging his stuff downstairs. First his trunk, then Hedwig's cage. He looked around his room and remembered the Weasley's Wizard Wheezes that Fred and George had sent him. There was a letter included with the powder that read:

Dear Harry,

This is a special Weasley's Wizard Wheezes made just for you to try on Dudley. Mix the powder in with a drink, and watch what happens.

Talk to you soon,

Fred & George

It was just a bag of powder to be poured into a drink. He looked for Dudley first. He found him in his room playing on the computer. Harry had some time before he needed to be outside to wait for Mr. Weasley to arrive with the portkey. He stood just outside Dudley's room with the bag of powder. While he waited for Dudley to leave the room, he took a closer inspection of the powder. It was a green powder with gold flecks in it. He wondered what could possibly happen if he poured this powder into a drink of Dudley's. For now he would have to wait.

He walked slowly in the hall until just before he reached Dudley's massive bedroom. Harry had never really looked at this room, but never realized how huge it seemed to be. Dudley was in there as usual cursing out his Playstation game. Harry thought, "this is, what, his fourth or fifth Playstation?" as Dudley kept losing his temper on it. He knew the Dursleys spoiled Dudley to the extreme, so he was not surprised. Finally he saw Dudley finally get up and go to the loo across the hall.

If Harry wanted to see this trick in action, he had better hurry. He dashed into Dudley's room, and thankfully there was a glass of soda there that he could pour and gently mix the powder into. Harry walked out of Dudley's room and waited very patiently for Dudley to return and gulp down his soda.

Harry got the rest of his things downstairs and outside where he was to meet Mr. Weasley who had the portkey, then ran right back outside Dudley's door, where Dudley had returned. Dudley, while looking at his television, took the glass of soda and drank half of it down. Harry watched, anticipating what would happen.

It began almost at once. Fred and George had really made a more than hilarious prank this time. Dudley swelled up to twice his size at once. The twins had put an extra charm that made Dudley unable to talk or scream what was going on to his over-meddling Aunt and Uncle. Then, before even Dudley could expect it, he shrunk down to the size of a toothpick. Then, back to normal. It was more than hilarious, but Harry waited until he got outside to laugh about it all.

The garden bench seemed the best place to wait for Mr. Weasley. Harry gathered all his stuff right there to wait for him. Not long and there he was, carrying something in an old orange satchel.

Harry called out to him, "Hi Mr. Weasley, I am over here!"

Mr. Weasley looked, and then began swiftly walking toward him.

Arthur said to Harry, "Hey, I suppose you are ready to go? Well I have what we need in this orange satchel right here."

"I suppose let's go then," Harry answered.

Mr. Weasley got out the item in the orange satchel, a brown leather boot, and told Harry to touch the sole of the boot. Mr. Weasley would just apparate to The Burrow.

Harry felt as though he was swimming through a tunnel of blue and green swirling mist. He kept his eyes closed, until the world had finally stopped moving. Finally, things had settled down, and he opened his eyes to discover he was in the kitchen of the Weasleys' home. He was there at last.