Retribution

The ride back to Privet Drive was unbearable. Harry could tell that Uncle Vernon was feeling threatened by these, freaks. When they arrived back in Little Whinging Harry took his trunk and Hedwig, up to his room, paying no attention to a tatoo on his Uncle's left arm. When he reaced his room he locked the door, dropped his trunk and flung himself into bed, where he let it all out, crying until he fell to sleep.
The rountine Harry followed for the next week was always the same. He'd wake up, fix breakfast, write the Order, cry for a while, do his chores, eat dinner, then cry himself to sleep. Any letters he got from his friends he threw away, not wanting to deal with their pity on him.

Then, two weeks into his stay with the Dursleys, he woke to an unfamiliar sound. It sound like something was chasing something else. He looked to the clock, 5:00am. Knowing he wouldn't get to sleep again, he went to investigate. He looked out his window, turned away, then did a double-take. He saw a dogcatcher, old, small and mousy haired, with a mising hand, chase what appeared to be a black, shaggy, bear-like dog running around. Harry immedeatly unlocked his door, tiptoed down the stairs and went out front, with hope that this could be his dead godfather. He vaulted a hedge and ran towards the dogcatcher.

"Excuse me, mister."

The dogcatcher looked up, suprised to see someone up so early, and someone out in only a t-shirt and boxers, and the dog stopped.

"What are you doing?" said the dogcatcher.

"About to ask why you are chasing my dog around like a common stray."

" Kid, if this is your dog, why would he be out in the street?"

"Er.... because he's been missing and I've been looking for him for the past week"

"If you care about this dog, which I doubt,"he added with emphasis,"Why don't I see signs around asking if he's been seen."

Harry started at this. He hadn't thought of this. How would he get the dog alone to see, if this truly, could be his dead godfather.

"Errr... well the neighbors... you see.... they've seen the dog a lot and..... well-" Harry was interupted by another voice.

"He didn't need to put up signs, because he went door to door to tell everyone he lost his lovable dog."

Out of the shadows stepped the elderly Mrs. Figg.

The dogcatcher replied by saying," I still don't belive that it's his dog."

Mrs. Figg replied, " Well then why don't you have the boy call the dog to prove it."

The dogcatcher, telling that he would not get home before 10:00pm gave in. "Fine, but if the dog doesn't respond, he's going to the pound with me." With this remark he turned to Harry. "Go ahead, call your mutt over then, boy."

So Harry, taking all the hope he had, praying that this worked. said, "Come here err..... Charles." He said, not wanting Mrs. Figg to know who he thought the dog was.

And then, to Harry's overwhelming joy, the dog barked, then trotted over to Harry, procedeing to try and lick his face off. The dogcatcher stomped away, cursing about a missed oppurtunity. Mrs. Figg walked over to Harry, then proceded to talk.

"Wotcher, Harry." Then, Mrs. Figg changed into a woman in her 20's, with a hook shaped nose, curly brunette hair, and thin pursed lips that looked like Aunt Petunia's. Harry jumped back, startled, and the dog started to bark a mile a minute.

"Harry, can you please get that dog to shut it!" Harry proceded to quiet the dog. "I don't know why you came out here to save this dog, you should be inside where it's safe." Harry replied, " Well Tonk's, Hermione did say I have this thing for being the hero." Harry hoped this would drive her away, he didn't want her to know his idea. "You are infuriating. I shouldn't have to start my patrol at 5am because you need to save a stray dog. You should realize how much danger you're in. You just go back to the house and go back to sleep."

With that, she strode off, turned the corner down the street, and disappeared. Harry then started for his house, telling the dog to come with him. He went back into the Dursley home and proceded into his room. He turned to close the door, and turned back. "Hello, Sirius."

A/N Hey guys. hoped you liked the first chapter of Retribution. Sorry for the cliffhanger. Please Read and Review. Also this is not my Domain Name. This person is just Writing for me. If u want to see my profile it is Cloud of Light. Bye