Chapter 1
Rescuing the Dursleys
"Harry, you are invited to Bill and Fleur's wedding. Better be here!" Harry kept on replaying the recorded voice of Ginny. She had recorded her voice, sealed in it a letter and sent it to Harry. A longing desire to see her again was raging in him. Containing his excitement, he calmed himself that he was getting to see her the next day.
Grimly, he remembered that Hermione and Ron had sent him only one postcard. They had written, "Expect something unexpected when you come to the Burrow!" Annoyed at their letter, he had flung it against the wall.
Tossing and turning endlessly in his bed, butterflies were in his stomach as he tried to think of what to say to the Dursleys the next morning. He had to leave them or he would be endangering them. "This house served no more protection against Voldemort and Dumbledore was dead." Harry thought silently though he gulped at the thought of Dumbledore. Professor Dumbledore was the fourth to have sacrificed his life for Harry. Having to make a decision before the summer holiday, Harry had made up his mind not to return to Hogwarts and to hunt Voldemort down. He was willing to exchange his life for the whole wizarding world.
Suddenly, his scar was burning hot. "Ouch!" Harry yelled and clapped his hand onto his forehead. It was searing hot and Harry knew that something was amiss. Gazing out of the window for the cool breeze to cool him down, he noticed a cloak figure heading towards the Dursleys. It was hooded and a wand was obviously being held.
His heart racing. Harry dashed down to Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia's bedroom. He had to warn them. Banging on their door madly, Harry hit into the door with such force that it instantly flew open. "What do you think you're doing?" Uncle Vernon screamed at Harry. Aunt Petunia shrieked.
"Get out of the bedroom and go into hiding!" Harry whispered urgently. Uncle Vernon's eyes were as round as saucepans. "Is it him?" Aunt Petunia whispered nervously. "I think so. There's a hooded figure heading towards this house. And I don't think he's up to no good." Time was running out. They had to hide before they were attacked.
Taking his gun along, Uncle Vernon seemed panicky. Aunt Petunia gripped his sleeves tightly before three of them made their way to Dudley's bedroom. Opening his door slightly, Harry woke Dudley up.
"Dudley! Dudley! Wake up! Quick." Harry pushed Dudley up and grabbed him so roughly that Dudley woke up immediately. Seeing that Dudley was about to scream, Harry pointed his wand at him. "Silenco!" With that, he dragged Dudley into the basement.
Trying hard to struggle, Dudley only stopped when he saw his parents. Running to Aunt Petunia, he hugged her tightly while the Dursleys watched Harry thinking hard for an escape plan. Suddenly, the front door clicked open. The hooded figure had gained entry into the house. Looking around madly, Harry found a fireplace with a chimney. Realizing that he had Floo Powder in his pockets, he squeezed all four of them into the fireplace. Signaling for them to be quiet, Harry muttered, "Silenco!' to shut them up. "The Burrow!" Harry muttered and they were instantly transported.