Chapter 7

I know, I'm really late with this one, didn't get as many readers, so I took a bit of a hiatus.

"Dumbledore sent me...I am to deliver a message to you." Sirius cocked an eyebrow as if to ask what. Snape was taking his time, enjoying the look on Sirius face, as he slowly lost patience.

"Some of us have more important things to be doing right now Snape, would you mind delivering the message already?" Snape sneered as he coughed slightly into his hand.

"He said he'd like for you to prepare Harry for a another lesson tonight, right after this meeting."

"A lesson? What kind of lesson? And with who?"

"How should I know?" He asked lazily. "He just said to make sure Harry is well rested." And he was gone with a pop. Sirius remained where he stood looking annoyed. Ginny looked up at him with her large brown eyes.

"Are you mad?" Sirius looked down at her.

"Nope. Come on, we should all go in now." He turned away from the small child. "Oy, Harry!" Harry looked over to him. "Bedtime."

"What?" Harry looked very confused as Sirius grabbed him and threw him over his shoulder. "Sorry mate, but Dumbledore says you need to take a nap."

"But I'm not tired." Harry objected. "Ron and I were going to play gobstones!"

"Well, get tired, cause you're going to bed like it or not."

Whelp, Harry went to bed anyway and come eight o'clock Sirius, Remus, Snape, McGonagall, Mr. and Mrs. Weasly, Harry, and Dumbledore were sitting in the large kitchen. Everyone was sipping tea pleasantly waiting for Dumbledore to tell them what the big emergency was, Dumbledore however seemed to have forgotten why he was there, he was currently telling a very entertaining story to Harry.

"Albus, what are we here for? You said it was urgent."

"And so it is Minerva. I am very disgruntled to say that Lord Voldemort has returned." There was a silence in the room like no other. The only sounds were that of Molly's gasp, the smashing of Minerva's tea cup, and a deep sigh from Dumbledore himself.

"What?" Molly whispered.

"If this is a joke Dumbledore..." Arthur was smiling slightly, though he was very white, as if he were hoping it weren't true.

"I am sorry that it is not Arthur. Both Harry and Serverus have witnessed his resurrection. Fortunately, however, we do know what he is after, aside from wanting to rule all of the wizarding world."

"What?" Minerva whispered.

"Harry." Dumbledore sighed as he looked to the small boy on his right. Molly screamed into her hand while Minerva, Arthur, and Snape looked surprised.

"Not in front of the poor boy Albus!" Minerva gasped. "There's no reason he should have been told."

"Perhaps under normal circumstances, but as Harry was the one who told me what Voldemort wanted, I couldn't very well hide it from him." There was another profound silence after this statement in which Remus patted the top of Harry's head lightly.

"What do you mean?" Arthur whispered. "Are you saying Harry is some kind of Seer?"

"Not exactly." Dumbledore laced his fingers together as he set his elbows on the table. He rested his ancient head upon them lightly and closed his eyes. "I believe that Harry is bonded to Voldemort-everyone jerked but Sirius, Rem, and Harry- threw the failed curse. Those nightmares that he's been happening, are visions of real events taking place hundreds of miles away. Unfortunate and Fortunate at the same time." He opened his eyes. "We will of course reinstate the Order. Sirius I'd like you to contact the old crowd, Minerva, Remus, I'd like you two to help me with some research and old documents. Arthur, a lookout at the Ministry would be very appropriate." He then looked to Mrs. Weasley. "Can I ask of you the most important task Molly?"

"Of course Dumbledore." She whispered, eyes red, voice cracking slightly. "Could you stay here and take care of the children until the 1st of September?" She nodded as she started to tremble slightly.

"Serverus, you know what I must ask of you." Snape stood and nodded crisply before disappearing. There was an awkward silence after his departure in which Harry decided to speak.

"What do I do?" His small voice seemed much louder than usual. Everyone looked over. Dumbledore's blue eyes were twinkling sadly as he observed him.

"You will start your next lesson." He stood. "I trust all of you know what to so, start now." They all nodded. Sirius knelt down, hugged Harry, then ruffled his hair as he stood again. "See ya in a bit." Harry nodded.

"Behave yourself Harry." Remus smiled as he set his hand on Harry's head. "And don't forget. Chapters 16-22, Advanced spell work." Sirius and Harry stared at him with sweat drops on their heads.

"Potter." Minerva nodded crisply at him.

"Be careful." Harry smiled as they disappeared. Arthur made for the kitchen door.

"I'll be back in a little while Molly." He kissed her forehead and left.

"Molly, would you mind tending to your children? I must have a word with Harry."

"Of course." She looked down at Harry, who was shocked to see tears welling in her eyes, as she made to hug him. Harry moved away to behind Dumbledore's legs to avoid being smothered. She smiled weakly and left the room.

"Um...who's teaching me?" He asked looking up into the face of his favourite old man.

"I am." He smiled.

"Really?" He looked surprised. "What?"

"Occlemency." He pulled a book out of thin air and set it on the table. "I will teach you to control your mind."

"Why?"

"To protect it from Lord Voldemort. It will be hard, but I have full confidence in you. How are your Animigus lessons going?"

"I have the theory down, but I still don't know what kind of animal I want to be."

"A difficult problem for all Animigus." He smiled slightly.

"Dumbledore sir?" Dumbledore's blue eyes looked down at him. "What do I get to do really?"

"You Harry, you get to train. After all you are the one who must vanquish Lord Voldemort." Harry stared at Dumbledore with wide eyes. He had to what!

Chapter 8: Harry gets his first taste of what Voldemort is all about! Plus, Occlemency lessons, and Prophecy's!

What Animigus form should Harry take? Please tell me what animal you think would be best for him, because I have no idea what I should make him! Thanks!