Hey All! I've had numerous bursts of inspiration lately, which I think adds up to at least 5 more posts from me! Yay!!

Ok, you guys know that the first chapter of Harry's Last Hope might have been small, but here is my new chapter, hopefully you'll all review!

Ok, on with the show!


Harry's Last Hope

Chapter 2

Harry sat on his bed at 4 Privet Drive, taking in what would be his last moments in this dreaded house. Finally he would be able to leave this place filled with bad memories and abuse, and finally be free. Harry stood up, and slowly went around the room, taking all of his personal belongings and placing them carefully into his Hogwarts trunk, one that had been with him from the time he had just recently found out about his magical abilities to now. When he was done, he looked around the now bare room one last time, grabbed the handle of his trunk, and as the clock struck midnight, apparated out of Privet Drive for good, feeling that familiar tug of his naval.

Harry stumbled as he landed on the corner of Grimmauld Place and Rose Avenue. Looking around quickly to see if anyone saw him, he saw nobody, and sighed in relief. He then swiftly walked down the street stopping between the houses 11 and 13 Grimmauld Place. He then shut his eyes, and started to concentrate. When he opened his eyes, 12 Grimmauld Place was standing tall as ever in front of him. Harry then looked around him again, and like before nobody was there. Harry then shot up the stone steps leading to the house, and without hesitation knocked on the door. He waited only half of a minute before Molly Weasley opened up the door, and embraced him in a bone crushing hug.

"Oh Harry Dear, Happy Birthday! Ron is upstairs; he figured you would be coming tonight." Mrs. Weasley said, ushering him into the foyer. Harry thanked Mrs. Weasley, and went to grab his trunk, and then realized that he was able to use magic now. Harry smiled at the thought of being of age, and having all the new privileges that he would get in the house, "Like being an Order member," Harry thought to himself, which made him happier than he had been in months. As he went up the stairs, trunk floating up the stairs behind him, he kept going over everything he would now be able to do, until he reached the room he would be staying in with his best mate. Harry lightly knocked on the door, because of the late hour, and was knocked off of his feet, a mass of bushy brown hair blocking his vision.

"Hermione, don't suffocate him! He just got here," Ron stated, a smirk on his face. Hermione made an agitated sigh and got off of Harry. Harry picked himself up, laughing all the while, and then brushed himself off. He then stood there a minute, just looking at his two best friends standing in front of him. Ron hadn't grown anymore, reaching his height limit of six feet two inches months ago, but Hermione surprisingly grew a couple of inches, now reaching five feet four inches. Harry chuckled a little- Hermione was always going to be the dwarf around the two of them, Harry reaching just one inch taller than Ron.

They all just stood there a minute, not able to think of anything to say. Ron was looking at the floor, and Hermione seemed to be in deep thought, while looking at her finger. Harry then realized what was going on.

"She told what happened, I reckon?" Harry said, startling both Ron and Hermione. They looked at Harry sympathetically, showing him that they understood why. Harry nodded, and they then went back to acting like their normal selves.

"So, Harry," Hermione started." We heard Mrs. Weasley going on about how now that you're of age that you can join the Order. She seems pretty bothered about it."

Harry sighed. He knew that Mrs. Weasley was going to be upset over him now being of age. He was like a son to her and didn't want him to get hurt, and Harry appreciated it, but he was of age now, and could make his own decisions. Harry then turned to Ron who was looking down at his feet.

"Ron, I need you to tell your mother that I am of age and can make my own decisions. I appreciate her concern, but I'm not a child and I'd rather not be treated as one."

And with that, Harry left the room.


Alison rolled over and squinted as the sunlight coming through the shade shone right in her eye. She grumbled and rolled back over, covering her face with the thick blanket that was around her thin, almost sickly looking body. She then grumbled again, cursed softly under her breath, and pushed the covers off herself to reveal her pajamas; a white t-shirt and pajama pants that had snitches, quaffles, and bludgers printed on them. She then sat up, put her slippers on, and walked outside her childhood room, going down the stairs into the kitchen. She looked at the clock; it was only 9:30 in the morning, which annoyed Alison, for she had planned on sleeping in today. "It is my birthday after all," Alison thought, and went over to the over to heat water for tea. Alison then turned and came face to face with her uncle.

"Uncle Remus, you scared me," Alison said softly, laughing a little, and then went to get teacups from the cabinet. "Tea?" She asked, grabbing two cups as he nodded in response. She then went back over to the stove, and poured water into each of the cups, and then put some tea leaves in each cup. She then walked to the kitchen table, where her uncle was now reading the Daily Prophet with an annoyed scowl on his face. This was routine for her uncle, Alison thought sadly, since the second war was growing close, all the reporters at the Prophet were taking all the lies the Minister of Magic was telling them, and making it sound as if it was all true. Of course, everyone knew that it wasn't, we were in a war after all, and no one could be trusted, even the Minister.

Remus folded up the newspaper full of lies and looked up at his niece, who was sipping her tea quietly. After their conversation last night, he had thought long a hard about what she had said, and had come to a conclusion. Remus then cleared his throat. Alison looked up at her uncle as her started to speak.

"Alison, I thought about what you said last night," Remus said slowly, making sure that she heard every word. She nodded, not ready for what she was about to hear. Remus continued, "And I think it is about time you meet Harry Potter, your brother."


Okay, so another chapter finally completed! I had some difficulty with the first part of the story, so I actually wrote the Alison part first, and then went back. Hopefully I'll get more reviews, and if I don't I will send Ginny off to perform her infamous Bat Bogey Hex.

Ginny-So that means review!!!

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