Rating: PG: for the upcoming violence.
Summary: During his summer holidays something no one ever thought would happen happens.
A/N: This is set between books five and six, with knowledge from OotP. Also this is my first Harry Potter fanfic so I hope you like it. Please read and review. Also don't be angry at me for the bad grammar cause Fanfiction.net is replacing all my ellipses with full stops, sorry.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or his world that honor goes to J.K Rowling. I'm just having a little fun with her characters.
Author: RooRoo (whoop_whoop85@hotmail.com)
Distribution: Want it take it but please let me know so I can show my friends.
The sun rose over Privet drive but this once immaculate street now littered with debris, debris from many of the houses. Many only displaying minor damage, whilst others were no longer standing. In fact, only one house seemed to be no longer standing, this was number four, the home to the normal as normal could be Dursleys. The Dursleys were what most people would say normal descent folk, but they had a secret, a secret they wished everyday that no one would find out or else how would they be able to so their faces in public. You see the Dursleys nephew - Harry Potter was as far from normal as anyone could possibly imagine for Harry was a wizard and a highly famous wizard at that, not that any Muggles knew of him.
The street seemed oddly deserted despite the devastation that now lay in plain view. Well there were a few people standing looking on at the house that was number four Privet Drive, their faces filled with horror.
"HARRY! Harry can you hear me!" one of the on lookers bellowed, but there was no response.
"Harry! Oh please answer us Harry please!" another of the bystanders yelled this one was obviously a female. Her voice filled with the sound of tears beginning to surface. "Professor he's not.not." The young girl began to say buy was unable to bring herself to say it.
"Miss Granger I don't believe Harry is dead, but we must hurry for the Order will have finished altering the minds of the Muggles and we must clean this mess quite fast." An older and much calmer man said lifting the two bystanders hope.
"Come on Harry. You can't give up mate not yet." As first bystander had uttered those words, the ruble began to move. Slowly at first then the sing they had been waiting for showed itself. A hand reached into the air blood trickling down form the many cuts but at least his was alive.
"Harry!" Hermione squealed as she ran over to the hand of her dear friend. Professor Dumbledore walked calmly but he was standing over Harry in a matter of seconds. He reached down, grasped Harry's hand, and pulled him from the remaining rubble. He was quite strong for his age as he carried Harry over to the sidewalk.
"Mr. Weasley, if you'd be so kind as to run and tell Professors Lupin and Moody that I have found Harry." Ron didn't need to be told twice; with all of the speed he could manage, he raced into a nearby house leaving Hermione and Dumbledore to tend to Harry.
"I.I couldn't.stop.stop them." Harry said slightly dazed.
"Everything will be all right Harry, I promise." Hermione responded, the tears in her eyes now flowing freely. She turned to Dumbledore, "Erm sir but how did they find.? I mean I thought that whilst he was here they couldn't." Hermione was cutoff as Dumbledore reached into his cloak and retrieved a small purple bottle.
"First we should tend to Harry's wounds. There will be time for question soon." And he proceeded to open the small bottle and pour three drops of the fluorescent green liquid into Harry's mouth.
The wounds on Harry's hands and face began to heal themselves almost instantly, but Harry lost consciousness, finally succumbing to the sleep that had been plaguing him for the last couple of hours now.
When Harry finally came to, he was lying on a soft bed, the softest he'd ever slept on. But as he sat up images from what had happened only hours ago came rushing back.
"Harry please rest, you're still seriously injured." The old yet calm voice met Harry's ears and he instantly burst into tears. "Harry what is it?" Dumbledore asked now sitting down beside Harry.
"Professor.I.I.couldn't.couldn't stop them.he, they.were too powerful and." at this, Harry completely lost it. No longer could he speak under the torrential flow of tears.
"My dear Harry, it is not your fault. Many fully trained witches and wizards would not have been able to hold them off as long as you did and you have nothing to fear Harry. For your Uncle, Aunty and your Cousin are alive and well in St. Mungo's Hospital. Harry your unshakeable courage and your devotion to your family gave you the strength you needed to save them." Dumbledore said smiling at Harry, who simply stared at him.
"You mean they're alive?" Harry asked somewhat dumbfounded.
"Yes and what's more I am extremely proud of you. You were able to put aside your animosity towards the Dursleys and rise to be the wizard I know both your parents and Sirius would be proud of."
"Thank you Professor." Harry's mind was now beginning to raise many questions but he wasn't sure if this was the right time to ask them.
"Harry I'm sure you have many question and I would be glad to answer as many as I can, that is if you're ready to talk." Harry simply beamed at Dumbledore; he had said the exact thing Harry wanted to hear.
"How?" Harry simply said knowing all to well that Dumbledore knew exactly what question Harry was going to ask first.
"Your feeling for Bellatrix Lestrange. Voldemort was able to use the connection between you both. Your anger towards her allowed Voldemort to know exactly where you where." Harry had a vague idea on how but to hear that he was right, filled him with more pain, more anger.
"So that mean Voldemort knows where we are now. He knows the location of the Orders headquarters. The Death Eaters will come and." Dumbledore seeing the pain beginning to well up in Harry once more simply took his wand and tapped Harry's head and he immediately feel asleep.
"You think that was wise Dumbledore?" Lupin asked now entering the room. "He is right though, isn't he? They'll know where we are soon."
"Yes, but for now we are safe." Dumbledore turned and headed out of the room leaving Harry and Lupin alone.
Tbc.
Summary: During his summer holidays something no one ever thought would happen happens.
A/N: This is set between books five and six, with knowledge from OotP. Also this is my first Harry Potter fanfic so I hope you like it. Please read and review. Also don't be angry at me for the bad grammar cause Fanfiction.net is replacing all my ellipses with full stops, sorry.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or his world that honor goes to J.K Rowling. I'm just having a little fun with her characters.
Author: RooRoo (whoop_whoop85@hotmail.com)
Distribution: Want it take it but please let me know so I can show my friends.
The sun rose over Privet drive but this once immaculate street now littered with debris, debris from many of the houses. Many only displaying minor damage, whilst others were no longer standing. In fact, only one house seemed to be no longer standing, this was number four, the home to the normal as normal could be Dursleys. The Dursleys were what most people would say normal descent folk, but they had a secret, a secret they wished everyday that no one would find out or else how would they be able to so their faces in public. You see the Dursleys nephew - Harry Potter was as far from normal as anyone could possibly imagine for Harry was a wizard and a highly famous wizard at that, not that any Muggles knew of him.
The street seemed oddly deserted despite the devastation that now lay in plain view. Well there were a few people standing looking on at the house that was number four Privet Drive, their faces filled with horror.
"HARRY! Harry can you hear me!" one of the on lookers bellowed, but there was no response.
"Harry! Oh please answer us Harry please!" another of the bystanders yelled this one was obviously a female. Her voice filled with the sound of tears beginning to surface. "Professor he's not.not." The young girl began to say buy was unable to bring herself to say it.
"Miss Granger I don't believe Harry is dead, but we must hurry for the Order will have finished altering the minds of the Muggles and we must clean this mess quite fast." An older and much calmer man said lifting the two bystanders hope.
"Come on Harry. You can't give up mate not yet." As first bystander had uttered those words, the ruble began to move. Slowly at first then the sing they had been waiting for showed itself. A hand reached into the air blood trickling down form the many cuts but at least his was alive.
"Harry!" Hermione squealed as she ran over to the hand of her dear friend. Professor Dumbledore walked calmly but he was standing over Harry in a matter of seconds. He reached down, grasped Harry's hand, and pulled him from the remaining rubble. He was quite strong for his age as he carried Harry over to the sidewalk.
"Mr. Weasley, if you'd be so kind as to run and tell Professors Lupin and Moody that I have found Harry." Ron didn't need to be told twice; with all of the speed he could manage, he raced into a nearby house leaving Hermione and Dumbledore to tend to Harry.
"I.I couldn't.stop.stop them." Harry said slightly dazed.
"Everything will be all right Harry, I promise." Hermione responded, the tears in her eyes now flowing freely. She turned to Dumbledore, "Erm sir but how did they find.? I mean I thought that whilst he was here they couldn't." Hermione was cutoff as Dumbledore reached into his cloak and retrieved a small purple bottle.
"First we should tend to Harry's wounds. There will be time for question soon." And he proceeded to open the small bottle and pour three drops of the fluorescent green liquid into Harry's mouth.
The wounds on Harry's hands and face began to heal themselves almost instantly, but Harry lost consciousness, finally succumbing to the sleep that had been plaguing him for the last couple of hours now.
When Harry finally came to, he was lying on a soft bed, the softest he'd ever slept on. But as he sat up images from what had happened only hours ago came rushing back.
"Harry please rest, you're still seriously injured." The old yet calm voice met Harry's ears and he instantly burst into tears. "Harry what is it?" Dumbledore asked now sitting down beside Harry.
"Professor.I.I.couldn't.couldn't stop them.he, they.were too powerful and." at this, Harry completely lost it. No longer could he speak under the torrential flow of tears.
"My dear Harry, it is not your fault. Many fully trained witches and wizards would not have been able to hold them off as long as you did and you have nothing to fear Harry. For your Uncle, Aunty and your Cousin are alive and well in St. Mungo's Hospital. Harry your unshakeable courage and your devotion to your family gave you the strength you needed to save them." Dumbledore said smiling at Harry, who simply stared at him.
"You mean they're alive?" Harry asked somewhat dumbfounded.
"Yes and what's more I am extremely proud of you. You were able to put aside your animosity towards the Dursleys and rise to be the wizard I know both your parents and Sirius would be proud of."
"Thank you Professor." Harry's mind was now beginning to raise many questions but he wasn't sure if this was the right time to ask them.
"Harry I'm sure you have many question and I would be glad to answer as many as I can, that is if you're ready to talk." Harry simply beamed at Dumbledore; he had said the exact thing Harry wanted to hear.
"How?" Harry simply said knowing all to well that Dumbledore knew exactly what question Harry was going to ask first.
"Your feeling for Bellatrix Lestrange. Voldemort was able to use the connection between you both. Your anger towards her allowed Voldemort to know exactly where you where." Harry had a vague idea on how but to hear that he was right, filled him with more pain, more anger.
"So that mean Voldemort knows where we are now. He knows the location of the Orders headquarters. The Death Eaters will come and." Dumbledore seeing the pain beginning to well up in Harry once more simply took his wand and tapped Harry's head and he immediately feel asleep.
"You think that was wise Dumbledore?" Lupin asked now entering the room. "He is right though, isn't he? They'll know where we are soon."
"Yes, but for now we are safe." Dumbledore turned and headed out of the room leaving Harry and Lupin alone.
Tbc.
