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A/N: This is my first fic. Please read, and if you have any tips for me regarding my writing style or ideas for a chapter, I'd love to hear them!

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Unexpected Visitors

Chapter One – Adopting the Weasleys

"HARRY POTTER!—COME HERE RIGHT NOW!"

"W-what?" Harry had been in his own world up in his bedroom before he was startled by Aunt Petunia's calls from the kitchen.

"COMING!" he bellowed back.

Harry had spent the first few days of his summer holiday being ignored by the Dursleys. What did they want from him now? Ever since that lovely chat a few of the Orders members had with his aunt and uncle on the train platform, the Dursleys had decided to pretend he wasn't there. The first night back he discovered they had gone to the extreme length of having dinner without him. He was expected to make his own dinner. Not that he cared… Actually this suited him just fine. Only Dudley had spoken to him since his return—but then it was only to taunt him.

Taking his time, he slowly went to see what reason his aunt would have for talking to him after four days of silence.

"Some of your kind are here," she muttered, glaring at him.

Wizards? Here? At Number Four Privet Drive? No… he had to be dreaming! His friends never came here when the Dursleys were around. Well, once… but that time the Dursleys were expecting them. Nothing good had ever happen upon his friends' arrival except… perhaps… his leaving this place!

"What?" excited at the prospect of possibly leaving his relative's house, Harry questioned her further just to make sure he had heard her correctly. "Some of my friends are here?" he asked, disbelievingly. "Are you sure?"

"Yes," she hissed almost as if she was afraid of telling him. "They're in the living room. I couldn't very well have the weirdoes standing outside of my house! What would the neighbors think?"

Harry, who finally understood what was happening, didn't argue with Petunia. Maybe they had finally come to take him away! Harry found himself rushing to the room where his friends greeted him warmly.

"Harry!"

Before he knew it, someone had thrown their self at him. The bushy, brown hair told him it was Hermione Granger, one of his best friends. Harry hugged her back and told her how glad he was to see her.

"How's it going mate?" his red haired best friend, Ron Weasley, asked him. Harry also noticed his younger sister, Ginny, standing close by her brother.

"Not bad," he answered. Everyone knew, however, that when Harry said 'not bad' it usually meant something else entirely. "Listen Ron, I don't think the Dursleys are very happy with all of you coming here…."

"What!" Ron said, smiling. "Don't you want us to here? Would you rather be here alone with these Muggles?" he asked, in mock-hurt.

"Sorry…" Harry said, smiling. "Of course I'm glad you're here. I'm more than happy… just surprised," he told his friends in relief.

"Harry, we came here for a special reason," said a deep voice from the corner said. Looking around, Harry identified the voice as belonging to Professor Lupin.

Harry spun around, surveying the room. Only then did he notice that there were at half a dozen others in the room.

"Hello Professor," he said politely, greeting Lupin with a smile. "Why are there so many people here?" he asked curiously, motioning towards the other people present in the room besides Hermione, Ron, and Ginny. Various members of the Order of the Phoenix stood in his living room, including Professor Lupin, Mad-Eye Moody, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, and Nymphadora Tonks. With the addition of the Dursleys and Harry, it was very crowded in the small room.

"We're here to ask your Aunt and Uncle a favor," Lupin replied doubtfully, looking over at the Dursleys critically.

Now Harry was confused. What did members of the Order want from his aunt and uncle? They would never do anything for 'wizards'… and why would his friends want anything from them anyway?

Harry noticed Mad-eye take out his wand and was amused to see his relatives make their way frantically towards the door. Harry also noticed that Dudley was nowhere to be seen. He had apparently run out of the house at the first sight of Harry's friends.

"Imperturb," Moody muttered. The Dursleys looked around in horror as the doors closed around them and a soft, almost invisible, light enclosed the room.

"W-w-what are you doing?" stuttered a slightly pale Uncle Vernon. Vernon never went pale. He usually turned a deep shade of purple when angry or uncomfortable. Harry realized suddenly that his uncle was scared. He had never seen Vernon look this scared before.

Before anyone could say anything however, Vernon quickly recovered from his shock. His normal coloring rapidly returned, leaving him looking very, very angry. "I want all of you freaks out of this house!" he bellowed at them. Tonks, the person closest to him, flinched slightly at the sudden noise coming from the overly large man.

"In the wizard world…" Moody said, addressing Harry's uncle. Harry noticed Vernon turning even purpler at the mention of 'wizards.' Petunia gave a little shriek. "… there is a lot of confusion at the moment because of a certain Dark Wizard that I'm sure Harry has told you about—" Moody continued calmly, as if he had not been interrupted.

"You mean Moldywarts? The one that killed his useless parents?" Vernon asked, pointing at Harry who could feel himself turning red at the insult towards his parent.

"Yes, that's him," growled Moody. He continued, obviously trying to control his tongue. "One year ago he came back to life, but many people didn't believe he was really back. About a week ago he was exposed, and ever since then there has been chaos in our society. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley here are really involved in keeping He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named at bay, but they really need a place where they know their younger children will be safe. Harry's friend, Hermione Granger, is also known to be in danger. We've decided you're the best people that can help us," Moody finished waiting patiently for this new information to sink in.

"In other words, we would like you to look after Ron, Ginny, and Hermione," stated a rather disgruntled-looking Mr Weasley.

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