Time Turner Catastrophe
*By: Masterful Phoenix*
"Sirius, Sirius Black.",Harry whispered sadly into the shattered pieces of the mirror hoping for some recall from Sirius.
Nothing had happened since he left Hogwarts one month ago. Today was like any other ordinary day.
He wished Sirius was still alive. He needed someone to talk to and he knew that if he wrote Hermione or Ron that they probably wouldn't write back to him. They were both on Vacation in Egypt, and he didn't want to write them about what he felt cause they would just probably overreact.
What he needed right now was a grownup, someone like Dumbledore, to just release all of his thoughts too on a stupid piece of parchment.
"Harry Potter!",screamed Aunt Petunia.
Harry walked down the stairs in a non-joyous fashion.
The last thing that he needed right now was to be told to do the dishes or to mow the lawn.
When he got to the last step he tripped, and fell over something. When he tried to look and see what it was Aunt Petunia was already hovering over him.
"How many times do we have to tell you boy, tell your friends to stop sending letters by the post office!",yelled Aunt Petunia.
He jumped to his feet. "Who is it from.",he asked anxiously.
"Her-mi-ninny Granger", she pronounced wrongfully.
"First of all it's Hermione and, Secondly can I have it", said Harry smartly.
"Yes you can have it",said Aunt Petunia. What do you think I called you down here for.
"Thanks", said Harry joyously, and with that. He ran up the stairs into his room and locked the door. He ripped open the letter as fast as he could. It said:
Dear Harry,
I sent this to you by post cause I didn't have an owl and Ron let Pig out for a stroll. I wanted to know if you are going to come to Diagon Alley on the twentieth of August. I know that you don't have a ride that is why I sent some Floo Powder with this letter. So send a reply to this as soon as possible If you can make it to Diagon Alley sooner then that would be alright, but me and Ron are not going to be there until the twentieth of August. Hope that you are doing fine and remember reply to this as soon as possible.
Sincerely, Hermione
It was another fortnight until August Twentieth and Harry had already planed to leave before then. Harry looked into the enveloped to see if the Floo powder was there, and sure enough there it was.
Harry rummaged through the case at the foot of the bed to see if he could find any potion containers. He found one under his Mandrake root.
He pored the contents of the envelope into the container, and set in under the loose floorboard with all his other stuff.
* * *
A week had passed and Harry had planned to leave the next day he would check into a room at the Leaky Cauldron, and wait until Hermione and Ron got there.
Harry had packed his robes, his wand, and his other school things.
Now all he needed to do was to tell the Dursleys that he was leaving the next day.
So he went down-stairs. "Aunt Petunia, Uncle Vernon.", screamed Harry.
We're in the kitchen if you want to talk to us.",yelled Uncle Vernon.
Harry trudged into the kitchen turned the corner and saw Uncle Vernon reading the newspaper, and Aunt petunia drinking coffee and reading a magazine. "I'm leaving.", Harry stammered.
"Oh no your not.", said Uncle Vernon looking up from his newspaper. " Your not going to that Crackpot school anymore!"
"Yes I am and you can't stop me!", bellowed Harry. "I'm going to Diagon Alley and staying there for the rest of the summer."
"Then go but your not coming back.",yelled Uncle Vernon. "We're not stopping you GO, and make sure you take all of your stuff with you."
Harry ran upstairs got his trunk and threw it down the stairs hoping that he didn't break anything. He went back into his room. Picked up the loose floorboard and got the Floo Powder the Hermione had sent him.
He ran downstairs. Opened his trunk took his wand out, grabbed the trunk and left through the front door. He walked down the street to Miss. Figg's house.
He knocked on the door, and about three seconds later Miss. Figg opened it.
"Why hello Harry what do you need.", she asked nicely.
"I was wondering if I could use your fireplace.", said Harry. "I need to get to Diagon Alley."
"Of course you can.", said Miss. Figg politely.
Harry ran into the house. The fireplace was already on, Harry wondered why seeing how it was summer. He opened the potion container that the Floo powder was in, and tossed the contents into the flames.
He grabbed his trunk in one hand and his wand in the other. He jumped into the flames and cried "Diagon Alley.", and with a swish he was gone.
* * *
Harry felt a gust of air hit his face. He wasn't in any store he was outside. He felt for his wand. It was under his foot. He picked it up grabbed his trunk, and want to the Leaky Cauldron.
He opened the door to the pub, and rang the bell at the front desk. Tom, the very nice innkeeper, came in and said,"Welcome to the Leaky Cauldron how long would you like to stay."
"Three weeks and I might be here for a little bit less.", said Harry.
"That will be three galleons Sir.", said Tom happily.
Harry rummaged through his trunk and got out three galleons, he would need to go to Gringotts later to get more money. "Here you go", he said to Tom handing him the Galleons.
"Your room is number eleven.", said Tom. "Follow me."
Tom lead Harry to his room, Harry had been in this room in his third year at Hogwarts.
Harry put his trunk down and decided to go to Diagon Alley, to buy his school stuff.
Harry had gotten his letter a week ago. Right after Hermione had sent him the letter along with the Floo Powder.
It had been a week since he arrived at the Leaky Cauldron. He had nothing to do but to just sit and wait for Ron and Hermione to get there. They were going to get there today.
Harry decided to eat breakfast, so he got dressed and went to go and eat. When he got to the pub he saw what he had not been expecting, Ron and Hermione.
*By: Masterful Phoenix*
"Sirius, Sirius Black.",Harry whispered sadly into the shattered pieces of the mirror hoping for some recall from Sirius.
Nothing had happened since he left Hogwarts one month ago. Today was like any other ordinary day.
He wished Sirius was still alive. He needed someone to talk to and he knew that if he wrote Hermione or Ron that they probably wouldn't write back to him. They were both on Vacation in Egypt, and he didn't want to write them about what he felt cause they would just probably overreact.
What he needed right now was a grownup, someone like Dumbledore, to just release all of his thoughts too on a stupid piece of parchment.
"Harry Potter!",screamed Aunt Petunia.
Harry walked down the stairs in a non-joyous fashion.
The last thing that he needed right now was to be told to do the dishes or to mow the lawn.
When he got to the last step he tripped, and fell over something. When he tried to look and see what it was Aunt Petunia was already hovering over him.
"How many times do we have to tell you boy, tell your friends to stop sending letters by the post office!",yelled Aunt Petunia.
He jumped to his feet. "Who is it from.",he asked anxiously.
"Her-mi-ninny Granger", she pronounced wrongfully.
"First of all it's Hermione and, Secondly can I have it", said Harry smartly.
"Yes you can have it",said Aunt Petunia. What do you think I called you down here for.
"Thanks", said Harry joyously, and with that. He ran up the stairs into his room and locked the door. He ripped open the letter as fast as he could. It said:
Dear Harry,
I sent this to you by post cause I didn't have an owl and Ron let Pig out for a stroll. I wanted to know if you are going to come to Diagon Alley on the twentieth of August. I know that you don't have a ride that is why I sent some Floo Powder with this letter. So send a reply to this as soon as possible If you can make it to Diagon Alley sooner then that would be alright, but me and Ron are not going to be there until the twentieth of August. Hope that you are doing fine and remember reply to this as soon as possible.
Sincerely, Hermione
It was another fortnight until August Twentieth and Harry had already planed to leave before then. Harry looked into the enveloped to see if the Floo powder was there, and sure enough there it was.
Harry rummaged through the case at the foot of the bed to see if he could find any potion containers. He found one under his Mandrake root.
He pored the contents of the envelope into the container, and set in under the loose floorboard with all his other stuff.
* * *
A week had passed and Harry had planned to leave the next day he would check into a room at the Leaky Cauldron, and wait until Hermione and Ron got there.
Harry had packed his robes, his wand, and his other school things.
Now all he needed to do was to tell the Dursleys that he was leaving the next day.
So he went down-stairs. "Aunt Petunia, Uncle Vernon.", screamed Harry.
We're in the kitchen if you want to talk to us.",yelled Uncle Vernon.
Harry trudged into the kitchen turned the corner and saw Uncle Vernon reading the newspaper, and Aunt petunia drinking coffee and reading a magazine. "I'm leaving.", Harry stammered.
"Oh no your not.", said Uncle Vernon looking up from his newspaper. " Your not going to that Crackpot school anymore!"
"Yes I am and you can't stop me!", bellowed Harry. "I'm going to Diagon Alley and staying there for the rest of the summer."
"Then go but your not coming back.",yelled Uncle Vernon. "We're not stopping you GO, and make sure you take all of your stuff with you."
Harry ran upstairs got his trunk and threw it down the stairs hoping that he didn't break anything. He went back into his room. Picked up the loose floorboard and got the Floo Powder the Hermione had sent him.
He ran downstairs. Opened his trunk took his wand out, grabbed the trunk and left through the front door. He walked down the street to Miss. Figg's house.
He knocked on the door, and about three seconds later Miss. Figg opened it.
"Why hello Harry what do you need.", she asked nicely.
"I was wondering if I could use your fireplace.", said Harry. "I need to get to Diagon Alley."
"Of course you can.", said Miss. Figg politely.
Harry ran into the house. The fireplace was already on, Harry wondered why seeing how it was summer. He opened the potion container that the Floo powder was in, and tossed the contents into the flames.
He grabbed his trunk in one hand and his wand in the other. He jumped into the flames and cried "Diagon Alley.", and with a swish he was gone.
* * *
Harry felt a gust of air hit his face. He wasn't in any store he was outside. He felt for his wand. It was under his foot. He picked it up grabbed his trunk, and want to the Leaky Cauldron.
He opened the door to the pub, and rang the bell at the front desk. Tom, the very nice innkeeper, came in and said,"Welcome to the Leaky Cauldron how long would you like to stay."
"Three weeks and I might be here for a little bit less.", said Harry.
"That will be three galleons Sir.", said Tom happily.
Harry rummaged through his trunk and got out three galleons, he would need to go to Gringotts later to get more money. "Here you go", he said to Tom handing him the Galleons.
"Your room is number eleven.", said Tom. "Follow me."
Tom lead Harry to his room, Harry had been in this room in his third year at Hogwarts.
Harry put his trunk down and decided to go to Diagon Alley, to buy his school stuff.
Harry had gotten his letter a week ago. Right after Hermione had sent him the letter along with the Floo Powder.
It had been a week since he arrived at the Leaky Cauldron. He had nothing to do but to just sit and wait for Ron and Hermione to get there. They were going to get there today.
Harry decided to eat breakfast, so he got dressed and went to go and eat. When he got to the pub he saw what he had not been expecting, Ron and Hermione.