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Summary: Harry Potter decided to come back to Hogwarts for his last year. Lord Voldemort still didn't attack and no one from the wizarding community believe that he will attack anytime soon. What will happen? Is the wizarding community right? And what about Harry?
Because of her...
Harry Potter opened his eyes and quickly searched for his glasses which were lying on the night stand. He placed them on their place and got out of the bed. The house and all neghborhood were still silent. It was still early, dawn. He was pretty sure that this will be the last time he will be waking up in the Privet Drive, in the Dursleys house. The most of the summer vacation he spent away from there, he was in the Burrow, Grimmauld place... But still, he had to spent at least few days in this house. Even though the blood bond weakened, it could still protect him. Now when Dumbledore was gone, he couldn't take any chances. At all. Every, even tiny mistake could cause his death. And he wasn't allowed to die. At least not yet. He found clean shirt and pants on the chair and put them on. Then he finally turned on the light. His things, clothes, books, quills, parchments and everything else were all around the room. He collected all those things and placed them into his large Hogwarts suitcase. This was the first day of the school. His seventh and final year in Hogwarts. He still couldn't believe that. It was so hard to get back after everything what happened last year. He couldn't believe that those things happened either. Who would have thought that Snape would actually kill Dumbledore, and that Dumbledore will fall? The answer was, no one. Well, almost no one, Death Eaters knew, and Voldemort... In those last summer months he was expecting that Voldemort will attack. That he will attack him or that he will draw attention by attacking someone else. Now everyone knew about his return. Basically, everyone.
He walked his suitcase and placed last few books in it. He raised his head and noticed one other thing. One picture was still standing on the night stand. No, he didn't forget about it. He couldn't forget about something in what he was looking at every night while he was laying in his bed. About something he saw in his dreams. A picture of the girl he knew very well. Soon, he will see her. He knew that and that was making him kinda nervous. That was, of course ridiculus.
"Accio picture!" he sid clearly and the picture flew over into his hand. After one short look he put it in the suitcase as well and then closed it. He was ready to go. However, it was still too early to leave the house. So he decided to wait. At least for two or three hours. He pulled the suitcase out of the room and down into the living room. Then he walked over to the kitchen. Surpisingly, he realized that he wasn't alone in there.
"Good morning." he said shortly to his aunt who was sitting by the table. She raised her head and looked at him.
"Oh Harry. Come. Sit. I was hoping that you will come down before others awake." she said almost softly.
He raised his eyebrows. This wasn't her usual behaviour. Some things obviously changed. He wasn't sure were they good or bad though. A long time before he has learned that Dursleys can always turn the best thing in the world, to the enormus crap. Without any comment, he walked over to the table and took a seat.
"Yes aunt Petunia?" in that moment he could almost sware that he saw a hint of smile on her face.
"Well, I wanted to talk to you before you leave. Yes, I know I've never did that before. But believe me, I don't want you to think that I want to get rid of you." she paused "Not anymore."
Harry's surprisement and shock were groving from second to a second. This was a pretty big change. And for now it seemed that it was a good one.
"As you've had a chance to notice, I know some things about the wizarding world. It's not much, but I know enough to realize what is going on. And to know that you are in danger." she continued looking at him "When they left you on our doorstep, they left a message as well. The words were serious, written in a hurry. But they were enough. The death of my sister didn't leave me complitely cold. I was simply denying that I had a sister. That was the way which was helping me to feel better. But, the truth was that I missed Lily. Terribly." she paused again.
Harry was listening all along. He still had troubles with understanding that the person who just said all that was his aunt. His only aunt. The one who was treating him like scum for all those years. He didn't say a thing. Simply, he let her continue.
"And now, when you-know-who is back, I feel the same fear which I felt so many years ago. That fear which I felt for Lily. And James. Now, I'm feeling it for you. It would be ideal thing to say that I, Vernon and Dudley can protect you or do some big thing to help. Not even our death would help. But, we will always be here. You can always get back. You-know-who has your blood now, and that weakened the blood bond. But it still exist. So don't hesitate to use it." she said and smiled a little.
Harry slowly nodded "Thank you aunt Petunia. I wasn't expecting that I will ever hear this from you. But it's nice to know that I have someone on my side, and that someone is actually giving me a hand." he said and she smiled again.
"Don't forget about us. And please promise me that you will be careful." he bowed his head a little and ran his fingers trough his hair.
"I will give my best. I don't want to die either. Yet." he said. She wasn't smiling anymore as she stood up and gave him sudden hug. After few seconds she let him go and he saw that she quickly wiped of tears which rolled down on her cheeks.
"Go now. And write if you can. I won't mind to get a letter occationaly. Not even if that would mean that the owl will bring it."
Harry smiled. That meant a lot. His aunt and uncle were always worried what will neghbours say about owls which were bringing letters to him. Together they walked back into the living room where Harry collected his suitcase. He gave her a hug and said.
"Thank you for everything. I will write. Take care. And take care for uncle and Dudley." she nodded and he stepped away. It was time for him to apparate.
With one loud crack he appeared behind the main building on the Kings Cross station. He looked around to make sure that no one saw him. Luckily no one was around. He walked into the station. Just like always, a lot of people were on it. He still had enough time so he casually walked over to the barrier and passed trough the wall to the peron 9 and 3/4. Immediately he felt like he was at home. Almost instantly he saw a bunch of familiar faces.
"Hey Harry!" someone from the train yelled and he saw Dean and Seamus waving from the inside "Come to our compartment."
He grinned "I'll be there in a sec."
He pulled his suitcase in the train and walked to the compartment. Just as he wanted to get in he heard another familiar voice.
"Harry hi!" Ginny Weasley smiled and walked over to him and gave him quick kiss on the cheek "I'm so happy to see that you're here after all." she said quietly and hugged him. He hugged her back.
"Well, I decided that the best thing is to get back. So you will see me around."
She grinned "I'm looking forward." with that she waved again and he walked into the compartment.
"Whoa mate! What was that?" Seamus chuckled.
Harry laughed and sat down "It's nice to see you too mate." That was the only thing he was able to say before the doors opened again and Ron Weasley appeared.
"So you are all here." he said catching his breath.
"What's the matter Ron? You look like you've just ran a miles." Dean said looking at him.
Ron just flopped on the seat opposite of Harry's "Don't ask. Just blame the first years." Harry, Seamus and Dean laughed. The expression on Ron's face was just too funny.
Everything was on it's place besides one thing. Hermione was always sharing the compartment with them and now she wasn't here.
"Where is Hermione?" Harry quickly asked turning to Ron.
"Oh, she's in the prefect's compartment. She promised that she will take care about everything so I managed to slip and join you here. We'll see her when we arrive." Harry just nodded and turned to Seamus who just started talking about brand new broomsticks he saw in Qualitly Quidditch Supplies last time he was in Diagon Alley. Really, to Harry, everything seemed normal. And he decided to enjoy in the peaceful time because he knew that it won't last for long.
Please R&R, I'll get the next chapter soon as I already have it typed. But before I publish it, I'd like to hear what do you think about this one. Enjoy ;)