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The Battle for the Soul of Hogwarts
Chapter 4
The Secret Meeting in the Leaky Cauldron

At 9:15 the next morning, Harry had everything packed. He just wanted to get out of this house so badly. He threw all his clothes, books, and other school equipment into his trunk. He placed his wand in the side of his jeans. He grabbed Hedwig's cage and trunk and hauled everything downstairs. Once he touched the bottom of the stairs, Uncle Vernon was hovering over him.

"And where do you think your going?" He asked Harry. Harry tried to move around his wide uncle, but Vernon kept blocking him.

"I'm getting ready to leave. Tonks sent me a message saying that Dumbledore wanted to meet me and other members of the Order at the Leaky Cauldron in London." Harry replied.

"Who is Tonks? What Order? What are you talking about? His Uncle looked very confused as usual, when it came to the world of Magic.

"Tonks is a member of the Order of the Phoenix, and it's the group of people who fought off Voldemort, when he was in power, years ago. Do you understand?"

"No clue what your talking about." Harry rolled his eyes and the looked back at his uncle.

"I need to get by." He delved deep in his pockets for his wand and held it tight. Vernon moved out of the way still confused about what he had just heard. He then returned to the kitchen and sat down.

Harry sat down in the living room, and soon dozed off. He then woke up but not in his real world. He had been transported to the center of the Ministry of Magic. He looked around through the dark. Only the moonlight coming in the enchanted windows lit the room. He walked around or he tried. His legs seemed to be moving him forward and leading him on almost like a guided tour. He continued forwards and was seemingly being lead to outside the Department of Mysteries. The door opened it self and Harry entered a very large circular room. He looked around and searched about in the dark.

"LUMOS MAXIMA." a voice from behind one of the doors said, "Hurry up Nott, the Dark Lord must know that it's not here. We need to go tell him."

"Hold onto your bonnet Bella. We'll tell him once we've taken some things from the vaults in Gringotts." Nott replied. Bellatrix was getting mad. She sneered at hi and pulled out her wand.

"I have orders to take care of anyone who doesn't follow the instructions the Dark Lord gave us." Bellatrix replied.

"Fine, do it." Nott hissed.

"STUPEFY!!" Bellatrix yelled.

"PROTEGO!!" Nott answered back. Bellatrix's spell hit his shield, and bounced back. The remaining fragments of her spell hit he square in the chest. She was thrown backwards off of her feet. She landed a few feet away from her wand. She rolled over and looked up into the face of Nott. "I told you before that you cannot win against me." He said, but not knowing that she was searching through he robes. He stood over her and laughed.

"You say you couldn't lose to me, but now the times have changed!!" Bellatrix told him. Out of her robes she drew a knife. She picked it up and plunged it into Nott's foot. He rose and screamed with terror. He dropped his wand and grabbed his foot. Dark-Red blood poured out of the enormous wound she had placed on his foot. Bellatrix crawled over to her wand. She got to her feet and saw Nott howling in pain. She lurched forward.

"AVADA KEDAVRA!!" She cried.

A beam of green light erupted from the end of her wand. It met Nott's gut, and threw him back. His body crashed into one of the shelves. It remained on the floor dead, Bellatrix stowed her wand back into her dress and walked out of the room.

Harry woke with a start. He looked at the clock, 10:45 it read. Moody would be here soon. He rubbed his lightning bolt scar on his forehead, and got himself together. It wasn't long before a large thump was heard at the front door; He looked out the window to see a large shadow in front of the door. Before he could reach the door, Petunia opened it. She screamed with fright. Looking at her was a middle-aged man with scars all over his face and a chunk missing from his nose. Also that weird magical revolving eye, in place of the one he lost.

"Well I don't appreciate that." Moody said to Harry's aunt. "Aren't you going to let me in?"

"He's here for me." Harry piped in. His aunt looked at him and backed away from the door.

Moody stood in the low ceiling hallway, and looked around with his magical eye rolling around in its' socket. "Are you ready to go?" Moody asked.

"Yes, I'm ready to leave." Harry replied.

"Good, we need to use the fireplace."

Harry guided Mad-Eye to the fireplace. Moody looked around and spotted Harry's trunk. "Give me you things."

"OK." Harry replied. He passed his trunk over to him. Moody dug into his pockets, and pulled out a packet of Floo Powder. He placed the trunk in to the fireplace and yelled, "The Leaky Cauldron." He finished by throwing the powder into the hearth. Green flames erupted from the fireplace and then all was still. Harry continued to pass the rest of his things over, until he wads left with Hedwig.

"It's all right Hedwig. I'll see you soon." Harry reassured the owl.

"Come on, Come on, we don't have all day." Moody roared.

"Sorry."

He handed Hedwig over, and the disappeared. Everything was gone, and now it was time to leave.

"We're apperating to the meeting. Let's Go." They walked out the front door, saying goodbye as they left. They stood in the middle of the street checking to see if there was anyone around. All that was around was a cat sitting in a wall licking its' paw. Moody pulled out his wand shot a spell over the wall and watch the cat dart away, screeching. He laughed hysterically.

"He is mad." Harry said under his breath.

"What's that boy?" Moody asked spinning around.

"Nothing, Professor." Harry replied.

"How long are you going to keep calling me that?" Moody then asked, "I wasn't teaching you that long. Oh Well, lets go." He stood there and was gone in a snap. Harry looked around. Harry got himself together, took a deep breath and spun around.

He could feel his feet leaving the hard ground and felt the wind on his face. He opened his eyes and it all stopped. He was standing in a small back room only lit by candles. He moved towards a great wooden door, pushed it opened and found that he was in a large pub. He recognized just about everyone, Witches and Wizards alike. He looked over to the far wall towards another door that led upstairs.

"Harry over here," A voice came from the other side of the room. "Come here." Harry looked around and saw a girl waving at him. He walked briskly over to the other side of the room dodging people as he tried to make it there.

"Hi Hermione." Harry said to the girl. She looked the same as every other times he saw her but older. Her long bushy hair and bright eyes were the same. And she was carrying books as usual. "How are you?" He asked as she gave him a hug.

"I'm great, how are you." She replied.

"I'm good, just I'm a little confused." He said.

"What is it?"

"I'm having those strange dreams again, but there worse." He pulled her into another room off of the main hallway. He closed the door behind him, and turned to her. "Last night, I had four dreams about Voldemort, but not really about him exactly."

"What was he doing?" Hermione asked.

"He was sending some of his Death Eaters to go and kill each other. Oh and he killed some to." Harry told her.

Hermione seemed puzzled by these dreams just like Dumbledore was. After a little while she spoke up. "You should tell Professor Dumbledore."

"I know, he told me to do the same things when he came over last night."

"Dumbledore went to your house?" Hermione asked.

"Yeah and I told him about the one dream that I just had, and then when he left I had three more. Now this morning I saw another one." Harry said.

"Well listen to Dumbledore. We have to go, everyone else is here." Hermione said pointing towards the window. Harry looked out of the window; he could see a large group of people entering the pub. With them was the entire Weasley family, except Ginny, Tonks, Lupin, Sirius, Hagrid, Moody, Kingsley, Professor Dumbledore, and a man who looked just like him except for the long white beard.

"Good Morning Tom," Hagrid called out as he entered the main room. "Nice to see you."

"Ah Hagrid, its' been a while." Tom replied, calling out from behind the bar.

"Where's Harry?" Ron's' voice piped in from behind his father. At this point Harry and Hermione appeared from the room of to the side. "What were you doing in there?"

"I'll tell you later." Harry replied. He walked over to the entire Weasley family, and gave Mrs. Weasley a big hug. He greeted the rest of the family members and then asked, "Where's Ginny?"

"Ah, well." Began Fred and George in unison, "We kind of locked her in a pyramid when we went to Egypt, so she's not here."

"Oh, OK." Harry replied

"Everyone, if you please." Dumbledore spoke up, he stood in front of everyone with the other man at his side. "I would like to introduce my brother, Aberforth Dumbledore."

"Brother?" Ron looked puzzled.

"Shhhhhhhhh………" Hermione hissed. Ron averted his gaze back to Dumbledore and his brother.

"Thank you Albus, I would like to say that it was a pleasure to meet you all!" Aberforth exclaimed. "I believe now we must go upstairs for our meeting."

They all followed the waitress up the flight of stairs and down a long narrow hallway that seemed to go on for miles. They finally stopped at a room bordered in old pages from the Daily Prophet. In the middle of the room sat a large table, covered in books, candles, more pages from the Prophet as well. They all took their seats with Dumbledore at the head.

"Now," Dumbledore began, "We are here because of Mr. Potter." Everyone at the table glanced at him. "He has been having strange dreams about Voldemort." Ron coughed on Harry's' right.

"What were they about, may I ask?" Kingsley asked.

"I was just getting there." Dumbledore answered sternly. "Harry if you care to explain what happens in them."

"Well, I would be asleep and I would be somewhere I've never been before. I would see someone and Voldemort. He would tell them that they failed at getting a chest of some sort…"

"THIS IS AN OUTRAGE." Aberforth yelled out, "ALBUS HOW DOES THIS BOY KNOW ABOUT THE CHEST?"

"Patience Aberforth. Let Harry finish." Dumbledore told his brother. "Please continue Harry."

"Well, he would then kill them or one of his other Death Eaters would kill them. And that's about it." He ended.

"Harry," Sirius spoke up from across the table, "How many of these dreams have you had?"

"I would agree with your Godfather Harry. It's important that we know." Dumbledore said.

"Well, last night before you came, I had one. When I fell asleep after you left I had three more. Then this morning before Professor Moody came for me, I had only one. That's it."

Everyone remained silent until Moody then broke the silence with, "So what's in this chest?" He looked around the table with his magic eye and then looked over at the Headmaster.

"Well the chest contains things that will either be the protection of Hogwarts or the destruction of it." Dumbledore said. "It is the most powerful secret that I have ever had to keep."

"Albus, I'm very sorry that I didn't wait to give it to you. That Lestrange woman had to come in so I had to send it somewhere else. I couldn't let Voldemort get it." Aberforth began to weep into his hands.

"It was the right thing to do. Now after this meeting has concluded I would like to talk to you in private." Dumbledore replied.

"Now I believe we should take a short break and then you kids should go and get you supplies for school. We will finish up on a little bit more before we meet you." Mr. Weasley said.

"Ok, we'll see you later then." Harry said and walked out of the door with Hermione, Ron, Fred and George. The walked down the mile long hall way towards the pub. Climbing down the long curved staircase they mad there way outside. They tapped on the brick wall and before them sat Diagon Alley and for Harry two familiar faces.