Harry's Pov

It was another boring day, Anna was still asleep. It had been a nightmare since we came back here. The next day since our arrival, they took our trunk, wand and what not to the cupboard underneath the stairs. We just had Hedwig and Ath, both had lock on their cages. They had few weeks of freedom before Vernon put the stupid lock.

They didn't let us go out. There were exceptions but those were once in a while. They also didn't talk to us unless it was necessary. It was kind of obvious that they were scared of what could we do. Specifically Dudley who trembled at first. Now he is back to his normal self taunting us.

Vernon wanted silence but Hedwig and Ath had other ideas. Owls can be extremely loud. I tried explaining uncle Vernon that they wanted to be free, but he just screamed. Hopefully today was different. I came down to have a miserable breakfast, but Anna didn't came down. This was weird because she was up way before me. I went upstairs to look after her but I just heard a voice.

"Sorry, Miss Potter. You can't go back to Hogwarts, it is very dangerous. Please don't be upset with me I have to. You must not go to hogwarts. Terrible things are about to happen. My master will not be happy about this."

I opened the door to find nothing but my sister. Now being a wizard this situation wasn't strange at all, but there was something about that voice that unsettled me. The sight of my sister was the problem. She was not moving, breathing little by little. She didn't look asleep, she looked unconscious. I went to her side and tried to wake her. I couldn't. I was growing worried with each second.

I asked for permission to go out. They almost said no but they finally said yes and I went to Emma's. I was very agitated when I came. Emma changed her happy face to a worried one. Between breaths I told her about my sister not waking. She asked me for more symptoms but she just had a mild fever. She said Anna needed to go to a hospital. Emma for the first time went to the number four of Private Drive. She rang the bell and aunt Petunia answered.

She asked if she could see Anna but Petunia denied. She even close the door in Emma's face. Emma ran back home and told Austin. Luckily Austin was a lawyer. When he found out about us last year he began working on a way to free us from that life. Emma told him that Anna was very sick and the Dursleys would not let her see Anna. With that he started to whisper to himself. He then went upstairs and he started to work on a quick plan.

He got some things in less than an hour and went out. Emma tried to smooth me but I was just so worried. She said to me "Shhh. Every thing is going to be fine my boy. Let us do all the work, she is going to be fine. You will see." What if my sister didn't wake up, what if.. After some moments he came back saying that in a couple of hours they could take Anna to the ER. Austin ask me if he could talk to me.

He said " Harry as much as we want to adopt you two, there is still a lot of work to do. Right now because of your sister state it is easy to win the case. She would come with us. All I ask of you is patience, because even if we won with your sister now there is still a chance that she doesn't stay with us for the rest of her life. Your parents didn't left anything that can help us. So don't get your hopes up"

I answered "I don't care if she is free just for a few months and then she comes back to this hell of life. We can survive this. Just please take her to a hospital, she is getting worst and I am worried. "

You know, yes it has been a hard life, but we know that we could not leave the Dursley's house yet. The thing is that they made a document and because of that Austin can't do much. Either way I would never get my hopes up.

Austin just nodded and his word became true. Anna was going to live with them til she was good. He almost lost the case but Anna was getting worst. The bad news was that Anna had to come back here and that we couldn't live with Emma yet. Austin came with the judge and Emma. Austin carried Anna to the car where Emma was wating.

They took off to the hospital with Anna. The days turned to weeks and my sister was still unconscious. The most depressing thing was that tomorrow is my birthday. I never celebrated a birthday without my sister. I felt really lonely. To add more to this, the Dursleys were the worst. After asking Dudley what was the magic word, hell exploded.

Uncle Vernon made me wash his car, mow the lawn and what not. Actually I was getting pretty tired. Since last week that Uncle Vernon said that some important people were coming I have been doing a lot of chores. The dinner date was tomorrow, and once again they ignored my birthday. After all Petunia gave me lunch, which was a sandwich. After that I went to my bedroom, where I fell asleep til the next day.

I never thought I would be this miserable. It was hard. My sister still unconscious, and I could tell anyone about the strange voice. I was pretty sure that voice had something to do with my sister. Then the Dudky that was a pain in the ass. I really was looking forward to return to hogwarts even if I still had to wait a month.

Today was my birthday and after breakfast I went to my room and stayed inside for quite a time. After some more minutes I was bored and went to the yard. I won't lie I was very sad. Today was my birthday and none of my friends had sent letters. I still had hope. As I was there I watched a pair of big green eyes.

They disappeared as Dudley came outside. Then he started to taunt me as always, specially because today was my birthday and no one had send a letter. Emma and Austin said that when Anna was better we would celebrate but I still felt lonely. Specially if my sister was still in the hospital bed unconscious. Finally he got bored and ask me what was I thinking, because he remembered it was my birthday. I answered " I am thinking what is the best enchantment to set this bush in fire.

He got scared and then Aunt Petunia came. She made me clean the house because the guests would come today for dinner. Let me say that it was worth for the little time of fun. After giving me bread and water she send me upstairs where I had strict orders to be quiet and pretend I was not there.

Emma's POV ( Return to when Austin put Anna on the car)

I was in the back seat when Austin came with Anna. He put Anna at my side and drived as quickly as possible to the ER. I tried waking her through the hole ride. "Anna, baby. Please wake up, baby. We need you. Austin her fever is getting worst! " I said at some point between the hospital and the house.

We finally arrived at the hospital. Doctors were waiting for us as we called a few minutes prior to our arrival. They took her in. I wanted to go in but they would not let me. I was bad, this girl who changed my life was now unconscious and in danger. I felt useless. Austin was upset too. He was worried. Harry was all alone in that house. He didn't knew how Harry was going to handle this.

Harry has never been actually away from Anna. Not to say that Anna was sick and Harry could not come. It was a pretty bad situation. No one could see him, if you showed at the Dursley's you would just get a no and the door shut in your face.

After two long hours of waiting, the doctor finally came. He said " Well are you miss Potter's family?" we nodded and he continued " Well, she was enchanted by a powerful creature. This isn't darck magic but it is not ordinary magic." She needs to stay here so we can have track of her vital signs and to check on her. Only one person can stay with her at night and at day she can have visitors all the time. She is in the room 205."

Austin said thanks and we both went to her room. Let me explain, Austin and me.. Well we are wizard and witch. We made a promise to not let Harry nor Anna know about this till the time comes. Dumbledore is a crazy but wise man and we trust him. We are at St Mundo Hospital.

When we entered there she was looking pale and fragile. A single tear slipped through my chick. It was amazing how in a short time they became part of my world. To look at her like that even if we know she has no risk. I sat by her side, holding her hand in mine. Austin looked at me and said that he would go home to work in my their case. I was the one that was go to stay with her all day and all night.

As the weeks passed there was no reaction from Anna. Almost a month unconscious. Today was a special day. It is Harry's birthday. We called him in the morning and said that we would do a celebration when Anna gets better and also to tell him that Anna would have his presents.

We spent almost two weeks waiting for a change. My mom came almost every day in the mornings so I could go and shower. She was worried to. Finally on August twelve Anna woke up by herself. Even though she was awake her fever started to go up. The doctors checked her and gave her some medicines. St Mungo is a good hospital not just because it uses magic but because almost all their equipment is muggle.

After they gave her the medication she said " Who are you? Do I know you? Where is mi brother?." with each question she was getting agitated. I smooth her and told her that she had been unconscious for almost four weeks. I told her that Harry was good.

She didn't believe about Harry. She said "Are you kidding me? Do you know them? They would torture Harry, make his life miserable. I need to go with him." while she finishing her rant she tried to get up, but her legs were wobbly and she fell in my arms.

Anna was still unaware of us been from the magic communitycommunity, that was a pro. She didn't recognised us till yesterday which was August fifteen. I did send Dumbledore a letter updating him. However he didn't send a reply and that was kind of odd. Anna spent almost all day sleeping. Now that she was better and actually remembers us, we updated her in the hole situation omitting of course that we were wizards.

She wanted to go to Harry but she was still weak, though not as weak as before. She could walk now but she would get very dizzy. She didn't like it at all being in a hospital. That evening the doctor told us that a house elf did the spell. Knowing the kind of magic they called another elf and undid it. After almost a month of being in the hospital Anna came home on August nineteenth.

Harry had been writing us since August the fourth. We had updated him all. We assumed that the Dursleys stopped being asses. We were wrong. When we came home today he told us, in a letter, that his friends had saved him from the Dursleys. He didn't told us much though. After a couple of days Anna asked if she could go to a friend house.

Harry of course wrote her a letter and it was understandable that she wanted to see and be with her brother again. I was just a bit concerned about the house elf that made the spell. I didn't want to leave her.

We let her go. We told her that we had to leave her with a friend because what the house elf has done with her alone. Anna send an owl. She said that a close friend would be with her. We left her near the leaky cauldron with a handsome boy. She waved a by. The boy took her hand and both entered the place. We both watched surprised. We then came back to our house.

Where mom was waiting. We told her about Anna. She was happy that Anna had recovered perfectly relatively quickly.

Harry's Pov (The day the Weasley's saved him)

It's being five days since Anna's sickness. She is still unconscious but her vitals are good. What was very horrible was that I have been forced to eat salty food and been treated like a prisoner for four days. It is very difficult to explain how did I get in this situation. Well remembered the dinner with the guest? Well when I came up there was a house elf named Dobby, he said that I must not go back to Hogwarts. Of course I was angry at that but I became more when he told me that he had stolen the letters my friends sent to me.

So long story short that elf made the cake fall into one of the guests head and then and owl enter, the thing is that the guest left kind of angry and Vernon said it was my fault and he punished me putting barrs in my window and to shut the door with a few locks. So that has been my life.

Hedwig was still in a cage very upset. Afte a soup that left me more hungry, I decided to try and sleep a little. I head a sound but I thought I was dreaming. Then something very bright pointing in my direction. I finally woke up to find Ron and the twins in a flying car. Yep like you heard a flying car. They broke the basrrs and I opened the window. The twins asked for my trunk and other stuff but I told them what the Dursleys did. Then both went down stairs. They were very fast at doing their things cause soon they came up with my stuff. Best of all was that they didn't made a sound.

They asked me for my sister but I actually didn't wanted to talk about it so I just said that she wasn't here. They put my stuff in the car and I started to climb up when Hedwig let out a screech. It was fair because I forgot she was there, but because of that all went to hell. Vernon let out a scream. " HARRY! SHUT THAT BLOODY ANIMAL UP!" He said. Actually you could hear his steps. I tried to move quick.

I swear I almost made it. I was about to jump to the car when the door opened. Uncle Vernon grabbed my ankle. With Ron grabbing me from the arms. Ron said "What are you wanting! GO GO!"

You could hear uncle Vernon scream "PETUNIA! THE BOY! HE IS ESCAPING!" Fred pressed the throttle and the car went forward making Uncle Vernon fall from the second level of the house. The last thing I heard was aunt Petunia scream. "See you next summer!" was the last thing I said. The ride went smooth. I told them about Dobby the house Elf. They were unsure about what to said. Then I told them about Anna. After telling them the basics, Hedwig made a hoot. I then freed her. She flew by the car.

Soon enough we landed at a house. It was an amathing house. It looked as though it had once been a large stone pigpen, but extrarooms had been added here and there until it was several stories high and so crooked it looked as though it were held up by magic (which, Harry reminded himself, it probably was). Four or five chimneys were perched on top of the red roof.

A lopsided sign stuck in the ground near the entrance read, The Burrow. Around the front door lay a jumble of rubber boots and a very rusty cauldron. Several fat brown chickens were pecking their way around the yard.

"It's not much," said Ron.

"It's wonderful," I said happily, thinking of Privet Drive. We got out of the car.

It was very tall and you could feel the coziness. One of the twins said "Now, we'll go upstairs really quietly, and wait for Mum to call us for breakfast Then, Ron, you come bounding downstairs going,

Mum, look who turned up in the night!' and she'll be all pleased to see Harry and no one need ever know we flew the car."

"Right," said Ron. "Come on, Harry, I sleep at the top at the..." Ron had gone a nasty greenish color, his eyes fixed on the house. The three of us wheeled around.

Mrs. Weasley was marching across the yard, scattering chickens, and for a short, plump, kind-faced woman, it was remarkable how much she looked like a saber-toothed tiger.

"Ah, "said Fred.

"Oh, dear," said George.

Mrs. Weasley came to a halt in front of us, her hands on her hips, staring from one guilty face to the next. She was wearing a flowered apron with a wand sticking out of the pocket.

"So, "she said.

"Morning, Mum," said George, in what he clearly thought was a jaunty, winning voice. "Have you any idea how worried I've been?" said Mrs. Weasley in a deadly whisper.

"Sorry, Mum, but see, we had to -"

All three of Mrs. Weasley's sons were taller than she was, but they cowered as her rage broke over them.

"Beds empty! No note! Car gone - could have crashed - out of my mind with worry - did you care? - never, as long as I've lived - you wait until your father gets home, we never had trouble like this from Bill or Charlie or Percy -"

"Perfect Percy," muttered Fred.

"YOU COULD DO WITH TAKING A LEAF OUT OF PERCY'S BOOK!" yelled Mrs. Weasley, prodding a finger in Fred's chest.

"You could have died, you could have been seen, you could have lost your

father his job -"

It seemed to go on for hours. Mrs. Weasley had shouted herself

hoarse before she turned on Harry, who backed away. "I'm very pleased to see you, Harry, dear," she said. "Come in and

have some breakfast. By the way, where is your sister darling?"

She turned and walked back into the house not hearing a thing about Anna and I, after a nervous glance at Ron, who nodded encouragingly, followed her.

The kitchen was small and rather cramped. There was a scrubbed wooden table and chairs in the middle, and I sat down on the edge of my seat, looking around.

I had never been in a wizard house before. The clock on the wall opposite him had only one hand and no numbers

at all. Written around the edge were things like Time to make tea, Time

to feed the chickens, and You're late. Books were stacked three deep on

the mantelpiece, books with titles like Charm Your Own Cheese, Enchantment in Baking, and One Minute Feasts - It's Magic! And unless my ears were deceiving me, the old radio next to the sink had just announced that coming up was "Witching Hour, with the popular singing sorceress, Celestina Warbeck."

Mrs. Weasley was clattering around, cooking breakfast a little haphazardly, throwing dirty looks at her sons as she threw sausages into the frying pan. Every now and then she muttered things like "don't know what you were thinking of," and "never would have believed it."

"I don't blame you, dear," she assured me, tipping eight or nine sausages onto my plate. "Arthur and I have been worried about you, too. Just last night we were saying we'd come and get you ourselves if you hadn't written back to Ron by Friday. But really," (she was now adding three fried eggs to his plate) "flying an illegal car halfway across the country - anyone could have seen you -"

She flicked her wand casually at the dishes in the sink, which began to

clean themselves, clinking gently in the background.

"It was cloudy, Mum!" said Fred.

"You keep your mouth closed while you're eating!" Mrs. Weasley snapped.

"They were starving him, Mum!" said George.

"And you!" said Mrs. Weasley, but it was with a slightly softened expression that she started cutting bread and buttering it for me.

At that moment there was a diversion in the form of a small, redheaded figure in a long nightdress, who appeared in the kitchen, gave a small squeal, and ran out again.

"Ginny," said Ron in an undertone to me. "My sister. She's been talking about you all summer."

"Yeah, she'll be wanting your autograph, Harry," Fred said with a grin, but he caught his mother's eye and bent his face over his plate without another word. Nothing more was said until all four plates were clean, which took a surprisingly short time.

"Blimey, I'm tired," yawned Fred, setting down his knife and fork at last. "I think I'll go to bed and -"

"You will not," snapped Mrs. Weasley. "It's your own fault you've been up all night. You're going to de-gnome the garden for me; they're getting completely out of hand again -"

"Oh, Mum -"

"And you two," she said, glaring at Ron and George. "You can go up to bed, dear," she added to me. "You didn't ask them to fly that wretched car -"

But I felt wide awake and said quickly, "I'll help Ron. I've never seen a de-gnoming -"

"That's very sweet of you, dear, but it's dull work," said Mrs. Weasley. "Now, let's see what Lockhart's got to say on the subject -"

And she pulled a heavy book from the stack on the mantelpiece. George groaned. "Mum, we know how to de-gnome a garden -"

Harry looked at the cover of Mrs. Weasley's book. Written across it

in fancy gold letters were the words Gilderoy Lockhart's Guide to

Household Pests. There was a big photograph on the front of a very good king wizard with wavy blond hair and bright blue eyes. As always in the wizarding world, the photograph was moving; the wizard, who I supposed was Gilderoy Lockhart, kept winking cheekily up at us all.

Mrs. Weasley beamed down at him. "Oh, he is marvelous," she said. "He knows his household pests, all right, it's a wonderful book . . . ."

"Mum fancies him," said Fred, in a very audible whisper.

"Don't be so ridiculous, Fred," said Mrs. Weasley, her cheeks rather pink. "All right, if you think you know better than Lockhart, you can go and get on with it, and woe betide you if there's a single gnome in that garden when I come out to inspect it."

Yawning and grumbling, the Weasleys slouched outside with me behind them. The garden was large, and in my eyes, exactly what a garden should be. The Dursleys wouldn't have liked it - there

were plenty of weeds, and the grass needed cutting but there were gnarled trees all around the walls, plants I had never seen spilling from every flower bed, and a big green pond full of frogs.

"Muggles have garden gnomes, too, you know," I told Ron as we crossed the lawn. "Yeah, I've seen those things they think are gnomes," said Ron, bent double with his head in a peony bush, "like fat little Santa Clauses with fishing rods . . . ."

There was a violent scuffling noise, the peony bush shuddered, and Ron straightened up. "This is a gnome," he said grimly.

"Gerroff me! Gerroff me!" squealed the gnome.

It was certainly nothing like Santa Claus. It was small and leathery looking, with a large, knobby, bald head exactly like a potato. Ron held it at arm's length as it kicked out at him with its horny little feet; he grasped it around the ankles and turned it upside down.

"This is what you have to do," he said. He raised the gnome above hishead ("Gerroff me!") and started to swing it in great circles like a lasso. Seeing the shocked look on my face, Ron added, "It doesn't

hurt them - you've just got to make them really dizzy so they can't find their way back to the gnomeholes."

He let go of the gnome's ankles: It flew twenty feet into the air and landed with a thud in the field over the hedge. "Pitiful," said Fred. "I bet I can get mine beyond that stump."

I learned quickly not to feel too sorry for the gnomes. Soon I had the hang of it. As Mary Poppins once said "In every job that must be done you just need to find the fun and snap, the job is a game." We started a war and there were gnomes flying across the yard. We ended in a tie. Turns out that playing quidditch has strength our arms. Then there was Ron who was pretty good at it.

Fred had the last gnome. He threw it very far it was super cool. I wished that Anna was here, but she is still unconscious.

Just then, the front door slammed.

"He's back!" said George. "Dad's home!"

We hurried through the garden and back into the house. Mr. Weasley was slumped in a kitchen chair with his glasses off and his eyes closed. He was a thin man, going bald, but the little hair he had was as red as any of his children's. He was wearing long green robes, which were dusty and travel-worn.

"What a night," he mumbled, groping for the teapot as they all sat down around him. "Nine raids. Nine! And old Mundungus Fletcher tried to put a hex on me when I had my back turned ...

He then realised u wss here and then Mrs. Weasley started talking about the car. It was really weird. I had seen my uncle and aunt fight but this just felt weird. After what seemed an hour, the argument ended with a Mr. Weasley saying it was wrong to go in the car. Anyways Ron lead me to his room.

Once there we started talking. The days started to pass and no signs of my sister. Though Emma's letters were smoothing, I knew that my sister was still unconscious. August twelfth came and I woke up with Hedwig in the window with a letter.

It said:

Dear Harry

Today Anna woke up. She is a bit confused and disoriented. She didn't recognised us but she was worried sick for you. We are now waiting her recovery and the doctors are working on the cause of this.

With love

Emma

Finally she was awake. Happiness was what I would have alm the day even if it was raining or.. I am just soo relieved. My twin who was in a bad state but stabeke was finally awake. After that my days at the Burrow were the best, it's not like they weren't before but after I was worried about Anna, now I knowknow she is good and that Austine and Emma will do a great job.