Inside the Ministry of Magic, a man waited impatiently for help to come.
Just as that man decided to sit down, a voice called, "Cornelius?" The man
looked behind him and saw an old man walking towards him. 'Dumbledore!! Do
you know how long I have been waiting for you? We have caught Sirius Black
and we think he might have key information that will lead to You-know-who's
downfall' Fudge said gleefully. Albus Dumbledore frowned. 'What's wrong,
Albus?' Fudge asked obviously noticing the frown on Dumbledore's face.
'Nothing, Cornelius nothing' Dumbledore sighed. 'Anyways, we have other
important things to talk about' Fudge said sitting down in a chair and
gesturing Dumbledore to do so too. Unfortunately Dumbledore didn't sit down
and said, 'I have teachers to attend to Cornelius. I will see you later"
Dumbledore apparated away after the words.
Dumbledore reached Hogwarts about fifteen minutes later to just catch a flash of green light which awoke Harry Potter from his sleep...
Harry Potter woke up sweating at the middle of night with nothing to comfort him. The only thing that he had right now to comfort him was that he was allowed to call his friends every two days! He hadn't been able to think right since he'd come back from school with so many things going on like Sirius dying in the hands of his own cousin, Bellatrix Lestrange, his unusual break up with Cho and Dumbledore becoming weaker. He started thinking about how he would be handling the DA meetings now with so much pressure on him. He wanted to be with Ron and Hermione at this very moment and consulting with them about DA.
At the moment of grieving, Harry heard footsteps getting closer followed by a knock on his door. Aunt Petunia called up, 'You can phone your friends now!' Harry suddenly got excited and when he swung the door open, he almost tripped over his aunt. She shrieked and Uncle Vernon came dashing towards them as fast as he could, 'What happened, Petunia?' 'N-n-nothing hap-pened V-Vernon' Petunia stuttered.
Before any punishment could be given to Harry though, he'd dashed down and started calling the Order officials which were Moody, Lupin, Tonks and Mr.Weasley. He had expected Tonks to answer the phone as usual but this time Mrs. Weasley answered the phone, 'Hello?'
'Hello! Mrs. Weasley?'
'Hello Harry dear!! How are you?'
'I'm fine Mrs. Weasley. How about you?'
'Hold on dear! RON!! Harry's on the felly-tellyphone' She roared to Ron.
'Coming mum!' Ron called and came downstairs from his room and called Hermione, who was staying with them for the summer, with him.
'Hey mate! How're you doing?' Ron answered the phone.
'Fine' Harry lied.
'Mum said that Dumbledore will let you stay with us for the rest of the summer, mate!'
'Uh.right. I'll see you soon Ron. Uncle Vernon's coming and might yell so I'll just hang up. Bye mate!'
Just after Harry had hung up the phone, Uncle Vernon truly did come over to get Harry into trouble but to his disappointment, Harry wasn't on the phone anymore. He cursed silently to himself.
Harry looked over his shoulder and smirked. He wasn't in trouble.yet. He went towards his uncle and asked silently, 'May I go to stay at the Weasley's house for the summer?' Uncle Vernon glared down at Harry. His face clearly stated that he wanted to keep Harry as miserable as ever but was helpless since he didn't want those wierdos to come near him. So he said, 'Yes' with utter disgust. Harry couldn't help but smile. Mad-Eye Moody had truly done his job. He looked away quickly.
Harry went upstairs and wrote a letter to his mate, Ron saying that he could stay over but then he threw it in the trash since now that Voldemort was back, letters were likely to be intercepted. Especially mine, Harry thought. He sighed and got onto his bed. It was no use. He'd never be able to communicate with owls ever again as Voldemort was at the height of his powers now.
Harry had just drifted off to sleep again when he heard a shout, 'Get down here boy!!!! There is a phone call for you!' He wondered who would be calling him right now. As he started going down the stairs slowly, he heard Uncle Vernon say, 'Some girl called Cho has called! Make it quick boy! I have other important things to do with the phone than let you talk!!!' At the mention of Cho's name, Harry felt odd. Why would Cho Chang be calling him after they'd broken up?
'Hello?' Harry spoke on the telephone.
'Harry?'
'What do you want, Cho?' Harry said coldly for he felt no sympathy for her any much more.
'Um.--' Cho'd started crying again.
'WILL YOU PLEASE STOP CRYING?!!!' Harry roared so loudly that all Dursley eyes were on him.
'Uh.-sniff- ri-sniff- ght-sniff-' Cho tried to stop the crying. 'So now could you tell me how Cedric died?'
'O MY GOD CHO!!!! YOU WANT ME TO TELL YOU HOW CEDRIC DIGGORY DIED OVER THE PHONE?' Harry shouted now that his temper had risen once again. 'WHY CAN'T YOU ASK ME AT HOGWARTS? HUH? WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU????'
Harry couldn't take it anymore. He just hung up the phone and went up to bed seething at Cho. Why was she like this? Why now?
He jumped on his bed and lied down to sleep for a while even though it was morning.
Dumbledore reached Hogwarts about fifteen minutes later to just catch a flash of green light which awoke Harry Potter from his sleep...
Harry Potter woke up sweating at the middle of night with nothing to comfort him. The only thing that he had right now to comfort him was that he was allowed to call his friends every two days! He hadn't been able to think right since he'd come back from school with so many things going on like Sirius dying in the hands of his own cousin, Bellatrix Lestrange, his unusual break up with Cho and Dumbledore becoming weaker. He started thinking about how he would be handling the DA meetings now with so much pressure on him. He wanted to be with Ron and Hermione at this very moment and consulting with them about DA.
At the moment of grieving, Harry heard footsteps getting closer followed by a knock on his door. Aunt Petunia called up, 'You can phone your friends now!' Harry suddenly got excited and when he swung the door open, he almost tripped over his aunt. She shrieked and Uncle Vernon came dashing towards them as fast as he could, 'What happened, Petunia?' 'N-n-nothing hap-pened V-Vernon' Petunia stuttered.
Before any punishment could be given to Harry though, he'd dashed down and started calling the Order officials which were Moody, Lupin, Tonks and Mr.Weasley. He had expected Tonks to answer the phone as usual but this time Mrs. Weasley answered the phone, 'Hello?'
'Hello! Mrs. Weasley?'
'Hello Harry dear!! How are you?'
'I'm fine Mrs. Weasley. How about you?'
'Hold on dear! RON!! Harry's on the felly-tellyphone' She roared to Ron.
'Coming mum!' Ron called and came downstairs from his room and called Hermione, who was staying with them for the summer, with him.
'Hey mate! How're you doing?' Ron answered the phone.
'Fine' Harry lied.
'Mum said that Dumbledore will let you stay with us for the rest of the summer, mate!'
'Uh.right. I'll see you soon Ron. Uncle Vernon's coming and might yell so I'll just hang up. Bye mate!'
Just after Harry had hung up the phone, Uncle Vernon truly did come over to get Harry into trouble but to his disappointment, Harry wasn't on the phone anymore. He cursed silently to himself.
Harry looked over his shoulder and smirked. He wasn't in trouble.yet. He went towards his uncle and asked silently, 'May I go to stay at the Weasley's house for the summer?' Uncle Vernon glared down at Harry. His face clearly stated that he wanted to keep Harry as miserable as ever but was helpless since he didn't want those wierdos to come near him. So he said, 'Yes' with utter disgust. Harry couldn't help but smile. Mad-Eye Moody had truly done his job. He looked away quickly.
Harry went upstairs and wrote a letter to his mate, Ron saying that he could stay over but then he threw it in the trash since now that Voldemort was back, letters were likely to be intercepted. Especially mine, Harry thought. He sighed and got onto his bed. It was no use. He'd never be able to communicate with owls ever again as Voldemort was at the height of his powers now.
Harry had just drifted off to sleep again when he heard a shout, 'Get down here boy!!!! There is a phone call for you!' He wondered who would be calling him right now. As he started going down the stairs slowly, he heard Uncle Vernon say, 'Some girl called Cho has called! Make it quick boy! I have other important things to do with the phone than let you talk!!!' At the mention of Cho's name, Harry felt odd. Why would Cho Chang be calling him after they'd broken up?
'Hello?' Harry spoke on the telephone.
'Harry?'
'What do you want, Cho?' Harry said coldly for he felt no sympathy for her any much more.
'Um.--' Cho'd started crying again.
'WILL YOU PLEASE STOP CRYING?!!!' Harry roared so loudly that all Dursley eyes were on him.
'Uh.-sniff- ri-sniff- ght-sniff-' Cho tried to stop the crying. 'So now could you tell me how Cedric died?'
'O MY GOD CHO!!!! YOU WANT ME TO TELL YOU HOW CEDRIC DIGGORY DIED OVER THE PHONE?' Harry shouted now that his temper had risen once again. 'WHY CAN'T YOU ASK ME AT HOGWARTS? HUH? WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU????'
Harry couldn't take it anymore. He just hung up the phone and went up to bed seething at Cho. Why was she like this? Why now?
He jumped on his bed and lied down to sleep for a while even though it was morning.
