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Chapter 2

Hunter Jay Parker. That was the only thought going through his mind. He knew his name. He knew what his parent's last names were. Hunter Jay Parker. He continued reading where he left off with a grin on his face.

Once you get to Sydney, just find a place to stay until you can go to Great Britain. Once you get there I'll have more instructions for you.

The bus pulled to a stop, and Hunter made his way to the front. An hour later he was on his way to Canberra. He slept most of the way there, and was rewarded with a huge pain in his neck. Once he got there, he decided that he didn't want to keep hopping from bus to bus. He purchased a map from another gas station, and found a train that could take him directly to Sydney.

It left at 6:27 a.m and he arrived in Sydney around 11:00.

He got a taxi to take him to the airport. Several hours later he left, weary. He would have to first go to Dubai and get a connection to London. It would cost roughly a thousand dollars. He had checked his bag and he had nowhere near that much. He would have to get a job. Hunter wandered through the streets, looking for somewhere to work.

~?~

Several weeks later, an owl flew through the window of a house in Little Whinging. A woman screamed as it pecked her.

"Dudders, get your father," she shrieked. "VERNON! HELP!"

"Blasted owl! Get out! Get out!" A pudgy tall man shooed the owl out of the window. He slammed the glass shut.

"That's the second today! When will those freaks realize that he's not here?!" The woman whined.

Another owl came to the window, and hit it dead on.

"That's it! I'll write back to them saying that the blasted boy isn't here!" Vernon's face was so red that a tomato would have been jealous. He stalked outside and grabbed the bird.

A few minutes later a bird was tossed out of the window and started its journey back to its home.

~?~

"Mum, Dad!" A redheaded boy called frantically.
"What Ron?"

"Ronald, please don't scream in the house, your father is trying to work,"

"Molly, it's fine,"

"Oh alright, Arthur,"

"What's wrong Ron?" Arthur asked.

"It's Harry." Ron shoved a letter at his parents. It read:

You blasted freaks better stop writing to us. The boy isn't here! We don't need any more of your bloody owls.

A different handwriting took over.

Don't come to us wondering where he is. He disappeared the day after we brought him here so you better not blame us. We thought he was with you lot, but clearly he isn't as you keep bloody bothering us.

The first handwriting was back.

The next owl we get will be served at dinner that day!

The letter ended with the threat and the trio looked at each other.

"We better take this to Dumbledore," Arthur said gravely.

~?~

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN HE'S GONE?!" thundered a furious godfather.

"It seems that young Harry is not at his relative's house," Dumbledore stated pleasantly, although the legendary twinkle in his eyes was missing.

"For how long?" demanded Sirius.

"Well, er, since the start of break, it seems," Arthur Weasley muttered.

"THE START OF BREAK! IT WILL BE AUGUST IN TWO DAYS!" Sirius yelled. The rest of the people in Dumbledore's office cringed. Gathered were many of the Order including Dumbledore, Arthur, Sirius, Moody, Kingsley, Tonks, Arabella Figg, Remus Lupin and the heads of the Hogwarts houses.

"Sirius, calm down!" scolded Remus.

"Could this have anything to do with Pettigrew turning up at the Ministry?" Professor Sprout asked. Three weeks after school ended, Peter Pettigrew had been found in the middle of the atrium in the Ministry of Magic, bound and gagged. He had confirmed the return of Voldemort and the innocence of Sirius Black. The wizarding world went into an uproar. It had only gotten worse when they realized that the Minister had known for weeks and had not told anyone.

In embarrassment, Cornelius Fudge resigned, and Amelia Bones replaced him. Lucius Malfoy and many other previous Death Eaters had been thrown into Azkaban. The Order had numbers far surpassing what they had had in the last war.

"I doubt it, as that would mean Potter would actually have been helpful..." drawled Snape. Sirius opened his mouth to defend his godson, but was silenced by a look from Remus.

"Does You-Know-Who have him?" asked Arabella in a trembling voice.

"I was with him yesterday, and he didn't mention anything," said Snape."He was actually planning to kidnap him from his relatives."

"And you didn't think to mention it?" Sirius mocked.

"Well, as he's not there it's not relevant," drawled the greasy-haired professor.

"Gentlemen." Dumbledore silenced the fight that was building up.

Silently, Dumbledore cast a Point Me spell. The wand spun in circles.

"What does that mean?" Tonks asks.

"It means he's not in the country, I'd reckon." Moody explained gruffly.

"I'll contact my colleagues from the ICW," Dumbledore said, "It shouldn't be too hard to find the 'Boy-Who-Lived.' "

"He needs to be found before Hogwarts starts, or the Daily Prophet will have a field day," Kingsley commented.

Several hours later the Order meeting was adjourned, and they all left tired but hopeful that a certain black-haired boy would soon be back in the country.