Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter series. The wonderful J.K. Rowling does and all credit goes to her.
'What if I'm turning into him?' and 'What if I'm turning evil?' were the thoughts that entered through Harry's mind these days. Even after Ron, Hermione, and Sirius told him he wasn't turning into Voldemort or turning evil didn't help. It was always at the back of his head these days.
It was the Christmas holidays and the Weasley's, Hermione, Sirius, and Lupin were all at Number 12, Grimmauld Place. It was a rather sad Christmas for the Weasley's with them worrying about Mr. Weasley in St. Mungo's because of the giant snake that attacked him at the Ministry. 'If it wasn't for me then he would have been dead but, maybe it was because of me that it happened.' attacked Harry's thoughts once more. He was finally snapped out of his thoughts hearing his name called from the downstairs.
"I'm coming." yelled Harry. He got off of his bed and started walking down the dark staircase. He was on the first level of the staircase when he started hearing voices coming from the hallway. 'Must be an Order meeting.' thought Harry. He finally reached the bottom of the stairs when he saw Sirius and Mrs. Weasley waiting for him.
"Harry, dear, you will be going to 'The Burrow' while the Order will have a meeting. I have had enough with Fred and George's Extendible Ears." said Mrs. Weasley.
"Molly will be taking you, Hermione, Fred, George, Ron, and Ginny. You will be going by floo powder. I will see you later tonight." said Sirius taking Harry into a hug. He then whispered into Harry's ear so Mrs. Weasley couldn't hear "I will tell you anything I can once the meeting is over." Harry nodded and then walked with Mrs. Weasley down to the kitchen.
Harry saw no one was in the kitchen so he figured they went already. He then grabbed some of the green powder that was beside the fireplace, walked into the fireplace and called out "The Burrow". He felt the familiar feeling of spinning and dizziness. He then finally landed hard and opened his eyes to see one of his favorite places in the world. The Burrow.
"You all right mate?" asked Ron helping him up out of the fireplace. "We been wondering when you would arrive here. We have been waiting for a long time."
"Yeah, I'm fine." replied Harry brushing himself off. "I was just up in my room. Didn't hear your mom calling me down. Where's Hermione?" He just noticed it was only he and Ron in the room.
"She went up to Ginny's room with Ginny. Do you want to play exploding snap? Fred and George said that they would be down later to play but had some business to do up in their room. Their probably just working on more joke stuff." said Ron
"Yeah, sure." said Harry. They then both heard from behind them Mrs. Weasley getting out of the fireplace. They then started walking up to Ron's room to get the cards. When they arrived in Ron's room the familiar feeling to walking into bright orange because of the Chudley Cannon posters covering the walls and the big mess all covering the floor.
"Can you help me look for them? I don't –"Ron was cut off from a quake and a boom. Harry then heard screams and shots from below them. He then heard a crash from the side of him and saw a spell then hit the window. Both he and Ron fell to the floor as glass and another spell came into the room. Then a dark figure entered the room. Harry felt his scar burning.
It was obvious what was happening. The Burrow was under attack from Death Eaters. People he cared about were here. One of the worst's parts that he was hoping he was wrong about, Voldemort maybe close by or here. Hopefully, Voldemort only had a strong feeling at the time and it wasn't because he was close by.
A/N: So I been wanting to write some sort of story about Harry lately because I haven't been finding any that I been looking for. Well, this chapter is short but I promise the other one's will be longer and better. This was only starting it off. Well please review!