A/N:Hey everyone. So so sorry this one took so long. I had an extremely severe case of writers block. But, I'm back now. Hope you guys like this one, follows and comments always appreciated, thanks for reading.
By the time Dumbledore arrived on Friday only Sirius had written back. His letter started by telling Harry that the full moon had been fine and Remus was healing. He'd also said that of course Ron and Hermione were welcome to visit.
Dumbledore arrived at around 10 at night, much to the annoyance of the Dursley's. He told Harry they needed to make an important stop before going to Grimmauld place.
They apparated to an ordinary looking neighborhood and walked to an equally ordinary house. They were apparently there to convince an odd wizard named Horace Slughorn to come teach at Hogwarts.
It was obvious that Dumbledore was using Harry to convince the man. Only a few minutes of talking to Harry, Slughorn agreed to come out of retirement.
Once they left, Dumbledore apparated them both to just outside Grimmauld place. He told Harry that he would be taking special lessons with him during the upcoming school year. Before Harry could ask what kind of lesson, the older wizard disapperated, leaving Harry alone on the street.
Harry walked up the front steps and knocked on the door. Less than a minute later, the door opened and he was pulled inside and into a tight hug by his Godfather.
"Finally!" Sirius said as he released Harry and shut the door. "What in Merlin's name took Dumbledore so long? It's the middle of the night."He led Harry to the living room, where Remus was reading in front of the fire. He looked up when he noticed them and smiled. "Hello, Harry."
Sirius interrupted before Harry could return the greeting. "Speaking of Dumbledore, where the bloody hell is he? He couldn't even bring you into the house?"
Harry shrugged as he sat in one of the armchairs and Sirius took his usual spot on the couch next to Remus. "Said he had other important business to attend to. He also told me I would need to take special lessons with him this year."
Sirius and Remus shared a curious look. "Did he say what kind of lessons?" Remus asked.
Harry shook his head. "No. just that they were important. Maybe it's more occlumency lessons."
The two men nodded thoughtfully as Harry tried and failed to suppress a yawn.
"Oh, Prongslet, you look exhausted. Why don't you go up to bed?"
Harry nodded and got up. He started to walk out of the room. He stopped and turned around. "Dumbledore said he'd already sent my trunk here?"
Sirius nodded. "Already in your room, Prongslet. G'night."
"Good night, Harry"
"Good night." Harry said as he left the room.
After a night of nightmare-free sleep, Harry woke up to the sound of knocking on his window. Ron's owl Pig was standing just outside. He opened the window and the tiny owl flew in and perched himself on Harry's desk chair. He dropped the letter on the desk and Harry quickly retrieved it and tore it open.
Harry
I really wish I could come for a visit but mum's gone a bit mental lately. Ever since all the hands started pointing to 'mortal peril'. She carries the bloody thing around with her everywhere. She barely let's any of us out of her sight. She's also not too pleased with Bill right now. He got engaged to Fluer Delacour. And she's going to be living with him here for the entire summer.
Oh, and Hermione told me to tell you she can't come visit either. Something about a summer trip with her parents. She said she could meet up with us in Diagon Alley at the end of August. And then you could see Fred and George's new store. Write back soon.
Ron
Harry fed Pig one of Hedwig's treats and walked downstairs to the kitchen. Remus and Sirius were already seated next to each other at the table, drinking tea and reading the Prophet.
"Morning, Harry."
"Good morning, Prongslet."
Harry smiled and got himself a cup of tea. "Morning." He sat down across from them and took a sip. "Oh, I was gonna ask last night but I got distracted. Do you remember Professor Slughorn?"
Both men looked at each other and laughed. "Of course we remember old sluggy."
"Why do you ask Harry?" Remus asked.
"That was what took Dumbledore so long last night, we paid him a visit last night. I think Dumbledore used me to convince him to come out of retirement. The way he talked, he sounded like he was my mum's biggest fan."
Sirius snorted."That's one way to put it. Did he tell you about the Slug Club?" Harry shook his head. "He used to invite all the 'most promising and talented students', as he used to put it, to be in a special club. Your mum was one of the brightest witches of our year so, naturally she was one of his favorites."
"Dumbledore must be pretty desperate for Defence professors this year if he's begging him to come back."
Remus shook his head. "Slughorn didn't teach defence though. He taught potions."
Harry stared at him confusedly. "But, Snape already teaches potions."
"Maybe Dumbledore finally fired the greaseball." Sirius said, smirking.
"You mean, you two don't know what Dumbledore's plan is?"
Sirius and Remus shook their heads. "Dumbledore's not exactly the best of friends with us lately." Sirius explained. "Only been telling us what we 'need to know'."
Sirius stood up and clapped his hands together. "Alright, enough with all of this talk of Dumbledore and Hogwarts. It's summer. Summer is a time for fun, not school. Now, who wants breakfast."