A frying pan did it by fvdv123

Chapter 2

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Madam Rowling, I somehow ended up here, I'll be gentle... I'll do it for free even.

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Dammed that is one expensive bird, you can buy a lot of stamps for it. Auw she clipped me again! Does she read my mind? The clerk said: "You are lucky, it seems you can make her your familiar. It rarely happens so fast." asking: "How do I do that? I am muggle raised, so I'm without a clue." He handed me a folder and a user manual for handling the bird. With food and a stand it came down to eighty-four galleons, I don't need a cage. Outside the store, I said: "fly home and wait for me."

Well, Home first and sort what is in the trunk, there is bound to be something good in it.

2 Treasure trunk.

Well... that was fun, I took a ride with the Knight bus from hell. How J.K. Rowling came up with that concept I don't know, I bet she had a traumatic experience with a bus driver one day and took revenge on him by writing about him in her books. I tried to explain to the morons what seat belts are good for, but these guys are a lost cause. When I got off I felt like James Bond's martini: shaken, not stirred. They dropped me at my old school, there is no way I let them know where I live, especially not now the blood wards are going to fail. A stop at a fish and chips, and a twenty minutes bus ride later, it was time for a serious talk with aunty and uncle.

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Stashing everything in my room, opening a window for Hedwig so she could fly in, I went downstairs. By now I was already used to being treated like a dangerous animal, pretending to be possessed by mum and dad will do that. The three of them were watching a TV show, I sat down in a chair, patiently waiting for the show to be over.

I said: "Uncle, aunt, I found several things out today, and have some options for you. You did not have any other choice than to take me into your home. I found out I have inherited my parent's home, and want to live there, to be able to do that, you need to give up the guardianship to people from the other side. If you insist that I have to stay then you must allow me to use my stuff in my room. If you agree that I move out, then I have to find some people to be my guardian, I thought it was best to talk to you first.

Three different expressions, Duddi did not want me to leave, Tuni was jumping to get rid of me, Vernon wanted me out but did not want to lose his stockbroker. Duddi complained: "Come on harry, it is not so bad here and I don't care if you are a wizard, I think it is wicked, can I learn it too?" That was the deciding factor for Vernon, the freak was a bad influence on his boy.

Vernon: "Find some guardians, and we sign the papers if you keep getting me information about those companies." I nodded: "I can live with that, but only until I graduate from that school." Seven years of information about the stock market will make him millions. More than they deserve I know, I had my fun though with training Duddi to be a nice guy and keeping the two others walking on eggshells around me.

"This month I'll start searching for guardians, and spend my holidays at school, by next year it will be done. Dud, I'll visit and write letters ok? You are starting at Smelting's this year so you'll be away most of the year too. Alright, I'm going to my room to sort things out."

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Now the first thing to try out is my wand. Has it already The Trace, or do they mark it at school? Hermoine said on the train she had already practiced some spells when she met Harry, even could repair his glasses. My spare wand will stay at home to be certain. I raised my wand and did a wingardium leviosa on a piece of paper, the bloody thing didn't move. Concentrating harder this time I pushed my magic through my wand, before I could say wingardium the paper stuck to the ceiling... silent intent casting? How the hell am I going to pretend to learn spells? Well, I cast a spell, let's wait for the owl from the ministry, according to the clerk from the pet shop it should be 20 mins tops.