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Chapter 2 Talking to Dumbledore

With a flash of light Harry appeared in a small room of the Leaky Cauldron. He took in his surroundings carefully. Two nice and comfortable chairs stood beside a small table in front of a warm fireplace. A small window in the back of the room gave a nice view over a small part of Diagon Alley.

A wizarding painting of a rather heavy man hung on the wall opposite to the fireplace. "At least he isn't as fat as Uncle Vernon" Harry thought to himself. He looked around the room again, he hadn't seen Dumbledore. "Maybe he Disillusioned himself and expects me to find him" he muttered to himself softly. "Homenum Revelio" he whispered. Nothing, there was no one else in the room.

He heard a floorboard creak outside the room. He whipped around at the sound training his wand at the door ready to curse the one coming through it. But when the door opened he saw the amused face of Albus Dumbledore.

"A bit jumpy are we Harry? Well it's a good thing you have that reflex, it might save your life one day" Dumbledore chuckled.

"What did you want to talk to me about sir?"

"Ah, straight to business." Dumbledore said. "I didn't just ask you to be here for business, I also wanted to know how you were doing." He took place in one of the comfortable chairs. "Tea, Harry?" Dumbledore asked.

"Yes please sir" Harry answered while taking a seat himself. Dumbledore conjured a teapot and some cups.

"So Harry, how have you been doing?" He said while pouring a cup of tea. And handing it to Harry.

"I've been fine sir" Harry said. "My Aunt and Uncle haven't been better than previous years but at least I can get out of there tomorrow." He took a sip of his tea while waiting for Dumbledore's response.

"Yes," Dumbledore nodded. "The blood ward will fail tomorrow around noon, best make sure you're out of the house by then. Do you want me to arrange something?"

"Well sir, I am capable of apparating, so I wanted to ask if you might be able to send Dobby to collect my stuff." Harry thought for a moment and added: "And maybe you could send Professor Lupin and Tonks too, for both my protection against Death Eaters and the Dursley's protection against me. You know just in case." Dumbledore gave a small smile at that.

"I think that can be arranged, Dobby will be happy to know you asked for him yourself, he'll go out of his way to help you I'm sure about that." He said. "And I'll ask Remus and Nymphadora to assist you in your… Great escape so to say."

"Thank you sir" Harry said happily. Both wizards sat in silence for a while as they drank their tea.

"By the way, how is the order doing?" Dumbledore's face turned grave.

"Not that well, it seems that Voldemort is always one step ahead. He has been rather quiet lately but we believe it is because he is planning something big. We just don't know what it is yet"

Worried Harry took another sip of his tea. "Let us hope he stays quiet long enough for us to prepare for an attack or something."

"Indeed, that is our hope, but for now if he attacks, I don't believe we can stop him just yet."

"So what was the reason you wanted me here sir?" Harry asked nervously.

Dumbledore shifted in his seat. 'That's not a good sign' Harry thought to himself. Dumbledore seemed about as nervous as Harry was though he seemed hide it a little better.

"Well Harry, I need you to take these stones and protect them well. These stones are very valuable." Harry saw that both stones had markings of some kind. He couldn't make out what it was supposed to be, but somehow he knew it would be important.

"I assume you haven't heard the legend about the Stones of Sapphirus?"

Harry shook his head. "No sir, I haven't heard of that legend before."

"I'll just give you the short version then. Only a few have heard of this legend, and even less believes it to be real.

A few thousand years ago when wizardry was first discovered, five stones were created using an old and forgotten ritual. When those five stones are united again they, according to legend, are able to bring hope in a world that is shrouded in darkness."

Dumbledore saw Harry sit there with a confused look on his face. "Do you get what I'm trying to say Harry?"

"Ehrm, five stones, very old, bring them together and it will bring hope?" He asked unsurely.

"Yes, but those stones can only be reunited by a wizard who is pure at heart to have the desired effect. It is not known what will happen as they haven't been used in over fifteen hundred years.

What we do know is that if the stones activate our side will stand a bigger chance of stopping Voldemort. It will bring hope. And that's why these stones are also known as The Stones of Hope."

"But sir," Harry started, seeing an obvious problem. "You said five stones, but you only gave me two."

"That is correct," Dumbledore said with twinkling eyes. "Three of the stones are still missing but I'm sure you will have no problem finding those stones, and I believe that you can make this hope come to life."

Harry gulped, yet another heavy load was put on his shoulders. "Well sir, if you think I can do this, who am I, to say no."

"Thank you Harry, you've made an old man very happy saying those words, and very proud as well if I might add."

Harry suddenly remembered something. "Sir, are these stones 'The power the Dark Lord knows not'"? Dumbledore seemed to think about it for a moment before answering.

"They might very well be Harry, but I still believe that the prophecy meant love Harry."

"Am I allowed to tell Ron, Hermione and Ginny?"

"Would I stop you from doing just that if I told you that you can't tell them?" Harry flashed a grin.

"My best bet is that it wouldn't sir." Dumbledore chuckled.

"Well off you go then, I believe your friends are waiting for you. Oh and those friends are the only ones allowed to know"

"Thank you sir, I'll do everything I can to get those stones together sir." And with that Harry left the small room of the Leaky Cauldron.

Once Harry reached the pub part of the Leaky Cauldron he already saw his friends waiting for him. "C'mon mate, spill it." Was Ron's greeting.

"Sorry man, I can't tell, not here." He turned to the rest of the group and faced Hermione who had begun to speak.

"Are you ready to get our books Harry? We've already got everything else"

"You youngsters will have to wait a little bit longer. Arthur and I have some business of our own to do so why don't you ask Tom for a room to wait in for some time okay?" Mrs. Weasley said to Hermione.

After they arranged an empty room with Tom they rushed up the stairs to get a private conversation going. "Can you tell us now what Dumbledore wanted to see you for?" Ginny asked innocently. In way of response Harry simply took out the stones Dumbledore had given to him.

"He wants you to start a stone collection?" Ron asked confused. Hermione sighed.

"Honestly Ron, why on earth would Dumbledore ask Harry to start collecting stones?"

"Yeah well, that's what confused me in the first place." Ron told her.

"Dumbledore wouldn't have given you those if it wasn't Important, would he Harry? Ginny asked eagerly. Now Hermione and Ron also focused their attention at Harry.

"Who of you has ever heard of the legend of The Stones of Sapphirus?" He asked with a grin. When they all said never to have heard about it, Harry started to explain what the legend is and what it might mean for their battle against Voldemort. They all paid close attention to what he said.

After he finished his explanation he heard Hermione ask. "So these Stones, might be able to turn the tide?" Harry nodded.

"We just don't know what the effect will be, maybe it gives power or simply show how we are to defeat Voldemort. We don't know."

"And you're supposed to find the other three?" Ron asked to see if he understood everything Harry had said.

"Yes, Dumbledore said it would be easy for me, I don't know why but he said it would be." Harry said, still a little confused about that part of the conversation.

There was a knock at the door, Molly and Arthur stepped in the room and told the teenagers to come with them if they wanted to get their books.

It wasn't a very long walk to Flourish an Blotts, it also wasn't very crowded. "Probably because no one else has had their list of books yet" Harry thought.

They stepped back outside with all needed books shrunken, and with a feather-light charm, in their bags.

And that's when all hell broke loose.

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