The Heart Bond
Note: I am in no way trying to rip off J.K. Rowling's unbelieveable work, I just was so influenced by it I felt it necessary to write something. This ALL belongs to her. Thank you!
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I will post hopefully at least once a week, hopefully more.
Chapter #1 (A Magic Emancipation)
It was a dreary, rainy day on Privet drive, and the raven haired boy with the unusual scar on his forehead, was matching it perfectly, laying down in his bed staring into eternity. He had been like this for two whole days now since he’d returned home to the Dursleys. His Aunt and Uncle had taken to ignoring and avoid him ever since Mad-Eye had a chat with them about treating Harry correctly. This new tactic didn’t bother Harry at all, in fact he preferred it.
These past few weeks had been the worst he’d ever felt in his life. His mind was weighed down with the thoughts of the battle in the Department of Mysteries that had occurred only a week ago. He blamed himself for involving all the people he loved and cared for, for almost getting them killed, and worst of all Sirius getting murdered. Harry had gone down to the Ministry thinking he was going to save him, instead he fell into a trap and got Sirius killed while he was trying to save him.
He slammed his fist into his pillow in frustration. “It just isn’t fair; I was going to live with him. We were going to be a family!” He screamed, forgetting in his anguish that he was still at his Uncle’s house. A moment later an enraged Uncle Vernon burst into Harry’s room.
“What the bloody hell do you think you’re doing? It’s 9 o’ clock at night! You’re going to wake the neighbors. They’ll be wondering…” At that moment he stopped after realizing that Harry had been crying. “What are you crying about? What happened, you can’t go back to your school? Did they realize how bad of a person you were? Or did that convict that you call a godfather get caught finally? Well boy…. answer me! Answer” Vernon screamed, his face turning an ugly puce color.
Harry felt his stomach drop at the mention of his deceased godfather, he didn’t need to hear about him right now, he would have hexed Vernon right where he stood if it wasn’t for the fact that he wouldn’t be able to go back to Hogwarts; Instead Harry stood and in an icy voice said, “Leave me alone.”
“Or what? You’ll curse me,” He cried derisively. “I know you can’t do you your thingy out of school, you’ll get expelled.” The large man spat at him.
“Leave,” Harry said again, this time standing and pointing towards the door, he was furious at his Uncle and the way he had treated him all his life. At that moment a loud crack sounded and Uncle Vernon flew through the door, and tumbled down the stairs.
Harry thudded down on his bed dumbstruck; he had just performed wandless magic, he knew that sometimes wizards could perform accidental magic, but he never knew you could do complex magic without a wand. The stunned boy had now completely forgotten about his uncle who was currently piled unceremoniously at the bottom of the staircase, all that mattered now was that he was certainly going to be expelled from Hogwarts for performing underage magic. He turned around when he heard the familiar noise of an owl tapping on his window.
The ash grey owl lifted its leg so that Harry could retrieve the letter. It was from the Ministry addressed to him.. “Might as well get this over with.” He muttered to himself. He opened the letter expecting it to be a summons to another disciplinary hearing, but what he found surprised him. It was a letter from the new Minister of Magic herself, Madam Bones. (Fudge was run out of office the day after he announced Voldemort’s return; no one had seen him since. The letter said…
Dear Mr. Potter-
It came to our attention that a massive amount of magic was expelled at the residence of #4 Privet Drive. It was concluded that it was also underage magic. Under usual circumstances we would be forced to take your wand and potentially expel you from Hogwarts. This is not the usual circumstances however; Albus Dumbledore has brought to my attention that it is imperative that you and your friends are allowed to use magic over the summer in hopes of preventing another attack. I would have to agree and therefore The Order and I have now officially made you, Mr. and Ms. Weasley, Ms. Granger, Mr. Longbottom, and Ms. Lovegood, registered wizards. You are now legally adults in our world. I can only urge you to use the utmost care with your new allowances.
Sincerely,
Minister Bones
Harry dropped to his bed still clutching the letter, he could do magic out of school! He couldn’t imagine what his friends would be doing. Ron, Hermione, and Ginny would be ecstatic, and Neville and Luna would just be stunned. The one thing that bothered him about the letter was Madam Bones’ knowledge of the Order of the Pheonix, he mentally reminded himself to tell Dumbledore.
Harry just sat there on his bed imagining what he could do know that he was a legal adult wizard; he didn’t even notice Uncle Vernon walk into his room again.
“They threw you out didn’t they, that’s what’s in that letter isn’t it?” Uncle Vernon laughed manically.
“Nope,” and with that one word Harry raised his wand and shouted, “Expelliarmus!” Uncle Vernon was, for the second time that night, forced out through the door and tumbled down the stairs. Harry used colloportus and a silencing charm on his door, and went to bed smiling for the first time in a week and a half, at the thought of his uncle’s startled expression when he had pointed his wand at him.
