Wizards' Intuition

The sings creaked as Harry sat watching them sway in the breeze. He had three more weeks of summer left. He was hoping for a letter from Rom inviting him to stay at the burrow. Though to his disappointment, none had come. He read over and over again, the letters his friends had sent. From Ron visiting his brother Charlie, Hermione, skiing in the Swiss Alps with her parents, and from Hagrid, just as thoughtful as ever. Sending Harry batches of his fudge, though Harry knew better then to eat. Though he was thinking of giving some to Dudley and his friends as a joke. All his friends sounded as though they were having fun, very much unlike Harry. Harry's summer had been compiled of walking around the neighborhood, staying the day with Ms. Figg or staying cooped up all day in his bedroom. Sometimes Harry wished that he could fly like Hedwig. Of course there was his fire bolt, but Harry didn't want to risk being seen by any muggles. So as far as flying, Harry was unable to until he was at Hogwarts.

Harry decided to go back home now; the sun was hanging low in the sky. Meaning, Dudley would be returning home soon and the nightly news would be on. When Harry reached number four pivet drive, he could already hear the nightly news starting. Though it was the same old same old muggle news. Harry decided he'd try his old hiding spot under the living room window. It was out of sight and easy to hear everything. Just when Harry thought about giving up something caught his attention and made him hope he'd hear something allowing him to leave this place.

"Entertainment News Break! This Just in! American singers Britney Spears, Jessica Simpson and Christina Aguilera along with boy bands N*SYNC, 98 degrees and Backstreet Boys will be touring together across Europe this fall!"

"Imagine that..." Aunt Petunia commented. Uncle Vernon, reading the newspaper, just responded with his usual grunt.

"Maybe Dudley would like tickets," she continued.

"Yea, maybe..." Uncle Vernon continued to ignore her.

"I think I'll pick up a pair on my way home from the super market tomorrow."

"That's nice." At this point Aunt Petunia, decided to test her husband

"You know that little boy that Dudley plays with? He's a wizard, received the letter yesterday."

"How intriguing,"

"Dudley seemed as though he wanted to join his friend at Hogwarts and become a wizard himself,"

"WHAT!?" Uncle Vernon yelled. "NO SON OF MINE WILL BECOME ONE OF THOSE, T-T-THOSE PEOPLE!!! "

"Vernon, Vernon, sit down, I was only kidding. Can't you take a joke?"

A little offended, Harry decided that this was pointless and decided to go up to his room. It was dark, except for the light of the moon. Causing Hedwig, who was asleep with her head under one wing, to gleam in the darkness. Harry slipped into his Pjs, climbed under the covers of his bed and fell asleep almost instantly.