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Authoress' Note: Wow thanks for your reviews! I'll update my story as quickly as I can. Maybe I'll post the next chapter later this day. By the way, how do you make bold letter and italics appear? I can't do them *sniff *
Chapter 3:
~Until Then~
THUD!
Harry opened his eyes and found himself lying on the cold,wooden floor of his bedrrom, bathed in sweat and breath coming out in short gasps. He remembered the mysterious cloaked figure and scrambled up to his feet, looking around his room for the stranger but saw no other living creature was in his room except from himself and his owl Hedwig, who was looking at him with her large, amber eyes.
His head ached, although not as painful as awhile ago, and he kept hearing buzzing noises in his head. Is that the sid-effect of falling head first on the floor? He rubbed his temples, massaging it to ease the pain and when it subsided, he realized that the buzzing noises were voices coming from downstairs. Mostly from his uncle who was obviously yelling at the top of his voice. Who would he be arguing with this time in the morning?
Curious, he put his glasses on and went downstairs to the living room to see his Aunt Petunia and Dudley, clinging to each other, their faces white with fear and Uncle Vernon glaring at-
"Mr. Weasley!" Harry said, very much surprised to see Ron's father. He noticed that we wasn't alone, but with a group of people, obviously wizards because of their robes and all of them have a wand. Who are they?" he asked
"Aurors" Mr. Weasley answered shortly
"But why?" Harry asked
"You-know-who. Death Eaters. Attacked. You're life is in danger. No time to explain now. I better get you out of here quick!" Mr.Weasley, said looking very flustered
Harry stood there, confused. What's going on? What does Mr. Weasley mean that his life is in danger?
"What are you waiting for? Didn't you hear the man?" Uncle Vernon roared. He seemed to be glad that Harry is going away.
"I'll just go and get my stuff." Harry said.
He rushed upstairs to his bedroom. Hedwig watched him curiously as he dumped all his things hurriedly in his trunk. He got dressed and was doing a last check around his room for forgotten quills or parchment when he noticed something shining on the floor by his bed.
Curious, he picked it up and saw that it was a necklace made of pure silver. That pendant was crafted perfectly in the shape of a unicorn, with two small emerald for its eyes. The fine, delicate chain was snapped, as if someone pulled at it with force.
Harry frowned. Who would have dropped this here? Certainly not the Dursleys, since they don't come in his room, and he was sure that they didn't own anything like this. They hate anything that has to do with magic right? And unicorn is a magical creature.
His thoughts were interrupted by a soft knock on the door and Mr.Weasley poked his head in Harry's room.
"Ready Harry?"
Putting the necklace in his pocket, Harry nodded and they carried his trunk and Hedwig's cage downstairs, while Mr.Weasley explained that since Harry couldn't apparate yet, he'd be traveling by Floo.
"I temporarily connected their fireplace to the Floo Network. Luckily they didn't blocked it up anymore." Mr. Weasley told him as he scattered Floo Powder on the fire, which burned higher and turned into emerald green in color.
"Where should I go?" Harry asked
"To the Burrow. Don't worry about your trunk and owl, I'll take care of it."
Harry's heart was suddenly filled with joy. He's going to the Burrow! But wait, what about the Dursleys? Even though Harry hated them, he didn't want anything wrong to happen to his only living relatives.
"Don't worry about them." Mr. Weasley said as if reading Harry's train of thoughts.
Harry nodded and moved towards the fire. He turned around and looked at the Dursleys who were huddled close to each other.
"Well, I guess I'll see you again next year." Harry said
Uncle Vernon gave a small grunt which sounded like 'bye'.
"See you."
Stepping into the flames, Harry felt his nose itch as he inhaled a lot of ash.
"T-t-the Burr-burr-achoow!"
Harry was ungulfed in green flames, whipping the Dursleys living room out of sight. He spun faster and faster and felt himself being thrown out. He hit his head onto something hard and the last thing he remembered is falling face flat on a soft, carpet-covered floor.TBC
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Luv ya all!
Authoress' Note: Wow thanks for your reviews! I'll update my story as quickly as I can. Maybe I'll post the next chapter later this day. By the way, how do you make bold letter and italics appear? I can't do them *sniff *
Chapter 3:
~Until Then~
THUD!
Harry opened his eyes and found himself lying on the cold,wooden floor of his bedrrom, bathed in sweat and breath coming out in short gasps. He remembered the mysterious cloaked figure and scrambled up to his feet, looking around his room for the stranger but saw no other living creature was in his room except from himself and his owl Hedwig, who was looking at him with her large, amber eyes.
His head ached, although not as painful as awhile ago, and he kept hearing buzzing noises in his head. Is that the sid-effect of falling head first on the floor? He rubbed his temples, massaging it to ease the pain and when it subsided, he realized that the buzzing noises were voices coming from downstairs. Mostly from his uncle who was obviously yelling at the top of his voice. Who would he be arguing with this time in the morning?
Curious, he put his glasses on and went downstairs to the living room to see his Aunt Petunia and Dudley, clinging to each other, their faces white with fear and Uncle Vernon glaring at-
"Mr. Weasley!" Harry said, very much surprised to see Ron's father. He noticed that we wasn't alone, but with a group of people, obviously wizards because of their robes and all of them have a wand. Who are they?" he asked
"Aurors" Mr. Weasley answered shortly
"But why?" Harry asked
"You-know-who. Death Eaters. Attacked. You're life is in danger. No time to explain now. I better get you out of here quick!" Mr.Weasley, said looking very flustered
Harry stood there, confused. What's going on? What does Mr. Weasley mean that his life is in danger?
"What are you waiting for? Didn't you hear the man?" Uncle Vernon roared. He seemed to be glad that Harry is going away.
"I'll just go and get my stuff." Harry said.
He rushed upstairs to his bedroom. Hedwig watched him curiously as he dumped all his things hurriedly in his trunk. He got dressed and was doing a last check around his room for forgotten quills or parchment when he noticed something shining on the floor by his bed.
Curious, he picked it up and saw that it was a necklace made of pure silver. That pendant was crafted perfectly in the shape of a unicorn, with two small emerald for its eyes. The fine, delicate chain was snapped, as if someone pulled at it with force.
Harry frowned. Who would have dropped this here? Certainly not the Dursleys, since they don't come in his room, and he was sure that they didn't own anything like this. They hate anything that has to do with magic right? And unicorn is a magical creature.
His thoughts were interrupted by a soft knock on the door and Mr.Weasley poked his head in Harry's room.
"Ready Harry?"
Putting the necklace in his pocket, Harry nodded and they carried his trunk and Hedwig's cage downstairs, while Mr.Weasley explained that since Harry couldn't apparate yet, he'd be traveling by Floo.
"I temporarily connected their fireplace to the Floo Network. Luckily they didn't blocked it up anymore." Mr. Weasley told him as he scattered Floo Powder on the fire, which burned higher and turned into emerald green in color.
"Where should I go?" Harry asked
"To the Burrow. Don't worry about your trunk and owl, I'll take care of it."
Harry's heart was suddenly filled with joy. He's going to the Burrow! But wait, what about the Dursleys? Even though Harry hated them, he didn't want anything wrong to happen to his only living relatives.
"Don't worry about them." Mr. Weasley said as if reading Harry's train of thoughts.
Harry nodded and moved towards the fire. He turned around and looked at the Dursleys who were huddled close to each other.
"Well, I guess I'll see you again next year." Harry said
Uncle Vernon gave a small grunt which sounded like 'bye'.
"See you."
Stepping into the flames, Harry felt his nose itch as he inhaled a lot of ash.
"T-t-the Burr-burr-achoow!"
Harry was ungulfed in green flames, whipping the Dursleys living room out of sight. He spun faster and faster and felt himself being thrown out. He hit his head onto something hard and the last thing he remembered is falling face flat on a soft, carpet-covered floor.TBC
~*~*~*~*~*~
viper: I'm glad you love it!
DA BEST: Thanks for the email! You love threatening people? Well I love cliffhangers lol ;)
Saria Black: *waves a finger * I won't tell! You'll find out later.
Luv ya all!