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Only one couple were still battling, apparently unaware of the new arrival. Harry saw Sirius duck Bellatrix's jet of red light: He was laughing at her. "Come on, you can do better than that!," he yelled, his voice echoing through the cavernous room.
The second jet of light hit him squarely in the chest.
The laughter had not quite died from his face, but his eyes widened in shock.
Harry released Neville, though he was unaware of doing so. He was jumping down the steps again, pulling out his wand, as Dumbledore turned to the dais too.
It seemed to take Sirius an age to fall. His body curved in a graceful arc as he sank backwards through the ragged veil hanging from the arch...
Harry awoke, his eyes wide and his face damp with a cold sweat. He sat up in his bed, rubbing his eyes and stifling a yawn as he crawled out from under his covers, straightening up and looking out the window as his owl, Hedwig, hooted happily at the sight of her master's awakening.
"Hello, Hedwig. Have you been waiting long?," he asked her as he opened the window and let her flutter inside, dropping two items on the bed. One was the newest Daily Prophet with a letter attached, the other a letter from his friend Hermione. He picked up the first item, opening the letter and dropping the newspaper onto the bed.
Harry-
Can't say much right now, but figured you ought to know what's going on in our world. Take a look at page three and don't forget to write us back!
We'll see you on Thursday, mate.
-Ron
Harry smiled. He had almost forgotten that he'd be leaving on Thursday. For good. He would be seventeen the next week, and the Order had thought it a good idea to send him to the Burrow as protection. He let out a sigh as he picked up the Daily Prophet and flipped quickly to the aforementioned page, scanning the page for anything interesting before noticing an article about three inches on each side, announcing the marriage of Remus Lupin and Nymphadora Tonks, two people he'd known for a while. Both were in the Order, and Harry respected them both greatly. He grinned and grabbed a quill and some parchment.
Ron-
You mean the snippet about Tonks' and Lupin's wedding? That's awesome news! Make sure to congratulate them for me! Tonks must be delighted!
See you then, mate. Tell your Mum and Dad I said hi.
-Harry
This is mainly a prologue sort of thing. Hermione's letter will be in the next chapter.