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Chapter 1 - The Dream
Harry Potter woke up one morning in June, having had a very peculiar and rather long dream. This dream had confused him quite a lot, because in it, his parents were dead. The idea of that happening to him scared him a lot; as he climbed out of his bed to go down to get some breakfast, he remembered that in his dream, he hadn't had his own bed, he had lived in a cupboard. The other thing that was just as disturbing to him was that in his dream he was older than his 9 year old self. He wondered fearfully if he had seen the future in his dream. He quickly shook his head, and opened the door to head to breakfast. As he sat down at the table, the family house elf popped into existence.
"Master Harry, what do you wish Emily to cook for you?" The house elf said excitedly.
"Um, how about some toast, thanks Emily!" Harry replies,"By the way, where are Mum and Dad?"
"Masters Lily and James, went out to meet with Weasleys early this morning, they will be back soon. Emily will go and cook toast for Master Harry now."
And with that Emily the house elf disapperated into the kitchen. Harry wondered for a moment who exactly the Weasleys were, but then he remember his Dad saying that he and Mum would take him to meet them at their house 'The Burrow' today. He was excited to meet them, especially since his Dad had said that the two youngest Weasleys were about his age. As he thought about this, Emily came back from the kitchen carrying on a silver plate, two pieces of toast, cut in half, buttered, and jammed.
"Master Harry, Emily has made your toast!"
Harry took the plate of toast from her, "Thank you Emily, this looks absolutely amazing!"
"Master Harry is very kind to Emily." She disapperated to go do some cleaning in the kitchen.
Then, Lily and James came in through the front door.
Harry jumped to his feet and ran over to hug them. "Hi, Mum! Hi Dad! So, are we going to the Weasleys today?"
"Yes, we are going to go by Floo right now. Just say 'The Burrow' when you step into the fire." His parents replied. "Oh, and Sirius will be meeting us there too!"
"Yes!" Harry exclaimed. He loved seeing his Godfather, and was even more excited to see him, because in the dream, he hadn't been around. Harry wondered if he had died too. Harry shook himself out of his thoughts and grabbed some Floo Powder. He threw it into the fire, stepped in as the flames roared green, and shouted, "The Burrow!"
A/N Hey guys, sorry to cut it short there, but it seemed like a good place to end the chapter, so that I can work on the next one, I'll try to update soon! :)