A/N: This takes place at the end of the 5th book, right after the school year ends
Harry sighed as he packed up his things. He looked under his four-poster bed for any items left behind. He spotted a leather-bound book. Crouching down to retrieve it, he discovered it to be the photo album that Hagrid had given him after his first year at Hogwarts. Sitting down on the ground, he opened up to the page with the picture from his parent's wedding. Running his hands over it, his eyes began to fill with tears. Sirius was really dead. Yet in the picture, he was still laughing and as full of life as ever. Anger boiling inside of Harry, he willed himself not to think of Sirius, and vowed to get revenge on Bellatrix Lestrange the next time he saw her.
Harry heard the door to his dormitory open. His head shot up and he looked toward the doorway. There stood Ron, looking as awkward as ever. Ron ran his fingers through his hair out of habit.
"Harry?" Ron asked cautiously, afraid of what Harry might do or say after living through such a traumatic event.
Harry got a hold of himself. "Yeah?"
Relief washed over Ron. Harry didn't appear to want to throw anything particularly large at him or scream or breakdown. "Dumbledore wants to see us in his office."
"Right," Harry said, feeling rather embarrassed. The last time he had been in Dumbledore's office he had destroyed some of his most priced possessions, out of rage and grief. Harry got up from where he was kneeling on the ground, and turned to follow Ron. "So what do you suppose he wants?" Harry asked Ron as they walked down the stairs into the Common Room.
"I dunno." Ron said, shrugging.
They reached the gargoyle that stood in front of the headmaster's office. "Do you know the password?" Harry asked, turning to Ron.
"Yeah," Ron said to Harry. "Puking Pasties." He said loudly.
Harry chuckled to himself. That was one of Fred and George's inventions. It didn't surprise him that Dumbledore would be interested in such mischievous brilliance. The gargoyle jumped out of the way; Harry and Ron made their way up the staircase. Harry knocked on Dumbledore's door.
"Come in." Dumbledore said.
Harry and Ron entered Dumbledore's office, only to find Hermione and Ginny also there. Ron exchanged a baffled look with Harry. Harry simply shrugged. He was just as confused as Ron was.
"I'm glad you're all here. As you know, the dark lord is back and as dangerous as ever, especially now that everyone knows." Dumbledore said knowingly, looking down upon the four students through his half-moon spectacles. "Now is the time, yes, to talk about your relocation." He said. His heavy words hung in the air as all four exchanged nervous looks.
A/N: This is my first fanfic so I'm hoping you won't judge me too harshly. Please review, even if you don't like it. I'd like to know what I'm doing wrong if you don't like it.