Luke was absolutely dumbfounded.
How could he know? I haven't told anyone! … Well, being that he is the headmaster, his advice should be taken very seriously, he decided.
"Hey, Luke? Are you coming?" a voice from outside asked. It took Luke a couple of seconds to register that Harry was asking the question.
"Yeah, I'll be right there." He replied hesitantly. He stepped out of the shed and started jogging when he noticed that Harry and Dumbledore were already halfway up the drive. He caught up with them just as they were entering the front gate. They walked to the door and Dumbledore knocked three times.
"Who is it?" a cheery voice rang from inside.
"It is I, Dumbledore, bringing Harry," Dumbledore announced.
The door opened to reveal a short, round woman with bright red hair.
"Oh! I wasn't expecting you until morning!" she exclaimed.
"I have something to do later this morning myself so I had to bring them earlier," Dumbledore explained.
"And who might this young person be?" she asked looking at Luke.
"This is Luke. He is Harry's cousin and will be going to Hogwarts this year."
"Oh. Hello! I'm Molly Weasley, and I am sure that Harry has told you about me?"
Luke nodded and headed in after Harry. Mrs. Weasley stayed at the door for a little and then Dumbledore said,
"Well, I must be off. Good evening to you all, and I shall two come September." With that, he walked back out the door and disappeared.
Mrs. Weasley sighed and came inside.
"Let's see if I can whip up something for you two boys," she said a little cheerier. She waved her wand and some eggs started making themselves. Soon they were done and on the table. Both Harry and Luke ate with gusto. With one last flick of her wand, Mrs. Weasley sent bread over to the table and said, "Bread, boys?"
They both took a piece and finally finished the meal a while later. Luke stifled a yawn. "Bed," Mrs. Weasley ordered at once, "You can sleep in Fred and George's room."
She led them upstairs and into a room on one of many landings. There was one bed on the right side, and a large pile of boxes occupied the rest of the room. With a swish of her wand, the boxes moved to a compact pile at the end of the room and a second bed appeared.
"Sweet dreams!" Mrs. Weasley said cheerily and left. They both changed into their pajamas and got into bed. Luke fell asleep before his head even hit the pillow. Then came the dream.
He was bound tightly in ropes, lying on the ground. He struggled against the bonds, but the action only made them tighter. Once he figured that escape was hopeless, he observed his surroundings. He was in some sort of dungeon. There were no windows, and the only means of exit was a door on the opposite end of the room. The door opened, and a head popped in, and it was one the Luke didn't recognize. It was a boy, with sleek, greasy, blonde hair and green eyes. He grinned mischievously, and then shut the door.
"Luke? Luke. Luke!!!" He heard a voice calling his name. He opened his eyes and looked into the face of his cousin. Behind him stood a bushy brown haired girl and a bright read haired boy.
"What happened?" he asked, sitting up.
"You had a nightmare. You were tossing and turning and all the while you were moaning," Harry answered.
Luke looked around him and noticed that he was still in the home of the Weasley's. He gave an inquisitive look at the two kids standing behind Harry. His cousin noticed and said, "Luke, this is Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley. They're the two friends from school I was telling you about."
"Hi, how very nice to meet Harry's accomplices of trouble," he said. "I'm Luke Cronnet." Luke didn't look the best. Sweat beaded his face and his hair was in disarray. "How long have I asleep?" he asked.
"Only a couple of hours since Dumbledore brought you. C'mon, breakfast is almost ready," Ron replied. All three of them headed for the door.
Luke sighed and remembered what Dumbledore had told him in the broom shed. "Wait. Th-there's something I need to…to show you," Luke stuttered.
Shooting confused looks at each other, they closed the door and came back to his bed as he got up and closed the curtains. He walked back to them and took off his shirt. Hemione's, Harry's and Ron's mouths fell open at the sight before them. The spreading out from Luke's shoulders were two glistening white wings.