Secrets- Chapter 2
When Harry awoke the next day, another letter was waiting for him. This time it was from Ron, asking if he was attending the funeral.
Harry wrote a quick reply to Ron's letter and went downstairs. His aunt and uncle were downstairs, waiting for Dudley. They were talking Dudley shopping that day and Harry was to stay with Mrs. Figg until he left for the funeral.
Mrs. Figg was a smelly old lady who watched Harry when his aunt and uncle couldn't. Her house smelled of cats, since she had so many. There was pictures of cats everywhere. Harry always dreaded going there.
When Dudley finally came down, dressed in shorts, his aunt and uncle and cousin left, leave Harry to go to Mrs. Figg's and be tortured. Harry left number 4 on Privet Drive and walked to Mrs. Figgs house. The sad thing was, she wasn't home. Harry knocked, but instead of her answering, someone else did.
That someone else had brown hair and strange colored eyes. They were blue with a tint of gray. It was kind of cool looking.
"Hi. Umm, is Mrs. Figg around?" The man looked curious, but nodded and let him in. The guy led Harry to the kitchen, where Mrs. Figg was talking to a few people.
"Harry! Come, sit down." She said. Harry sat down curiously and looked at the guests. They all were wearing… robes? That wasn't right. Mrs. Figg's a muggle, not a witch. While he was thinking, a few more people entered. They all were looking at Harry strangely. He spotted 4 with red hair who looked very firmilar.
"Harry!" said one of them. Suddenly, Harry realized who it was. The Weasleys.
They lowered their hoods, which proved that Harry was correct. Charlie, Bill, Mr and Mrs. Weasley were smiling at him.
"Hi." He said to them. A few more people entered, including Albus Dumbledore, Remus Lupin and a big black dog. They greeted everyone, but when Dumbledore saw Harry, he smiled.
"Hello Mr. Potter." Dumbledore said to him. Harry smiled back and ran to where Snuffles and Lupin were. He gave them each a hug and Dumbledore waved them all over. Harry, Snuffles and Lupin sat and Dumbledore explained (mostly to Harry) what was going on.
"Welcome to Against Voldemort. We have 3 special guests today, one is Remus Lupin, who was a member over 13 years ago. Another is…."
Dumbledore turned to Snuffles, who nodded.
"An old friend. You may change back now." Before you could snap your fingers, Sirius Black was standing in front of everyone, smiling.
Many people greeted him, a few shrieked. After a few moments, Dumbledore spoke again. "And the last had parents here and came here himself over 13 years ago. Harry, say hi to everyone!" Harry looked up, said hi and slumped back into his seat.
The meeting continued, with people suggesting things and Harry interepting every five minutes. At the end of the meeting, a few members came up to him and thanked him for the many pointers on Voldemort.
After everyone had left,Harry checked his wizarding watch he bought last year.
It was 5:30. Harry found his bag, with his robes and the portkey and a few other things he'd need for the next 2 days and held the package with the portkey in his hand.
He checked his watch again: 5:38. One more minute. His alarm went off as he pulled out the portkey, touched it and then dissapearred.
When Harry awoke the next day, another letter was waiting for him. This time it was from Ron, asking if he was attending the funeral.
Harry wrote a quick reply to Ron's letter and went downstairs. His aunt and uncle were downstairs, waiting for Dudley. They were talking Dudley shopping that day and Harry was to stay with Mrs. Figg until he left for the funeral.
Mrs. Figg was a smelly old lady who watched Harry when his aunt and uncle couldn't. Her house smelled of cats, since she had so many. There was pictures of cats everywhere. Harry always dreaded going there.
When Dudley finally came down, dressed in shorts, his aunt and uncle and cousin left, leave Harry to go to Mrs. Figg's and be tortured. Harry left number 4 on Privet Drive and walked to Mrs. Figgs house. The sad thing was, she wasn't home. Harry knocked, but instead of her answering, someone else did.
That someone else had brown hair and strange colored eyes. They were blue with a tint of gray. It was kind of cool looking.
"Hi. Umm, is Mrs. Figg around?" The man looked curious, but nodded and let him in. The guy led Harry to the kitchen, where Mrs. Figg was talking to a few people.
"Harry! Come, sit down." She said. Harry sat down curiously and looked at the guests. They all were wearing… robes? That wasn't right. Mrs. Figg's a muggle, not a witch. While he was thinking, a few more people entered. They all were looking at Harry strangely. He spotted 4 with red hair who looked very firmilar.
"Harry!" said one of them. Suddenly, Harry realized who it was. The Weasleys.
They lowered their hoods, which proved that Harry was correct. Charlie, Bill, Mr and Mrs. Weasley were smiling at him.
"Hi." He said to them. A few more people entered, including Albus Dumbledore, Remus Lupin and a big black dog. They greeted everyone, but when Dumbledore saw Harry, he smiled.
"Hello Mr. Potter." Dumbledore said to him. Harry smiled back and ran to where Snuffles and Lupin were. He gave them each a hug and Dumbledore waved them all over. Harry, Snuffles and Lupin sat and Dumbledore explained (mostly to Harry) what was going on.
"Welcome to Against Voldemort. We have 3 special guests today, one is Remus Lupin, who was a member over 13 years ago. Another is…."
Dumbledore turned to Snuffles, who nodded.
"An old friend. You may change back now." Before you could snap your fingers, Sirius Black was standing in front of everyone, smiling.
Many people greeted him, a few shrieked. After a few moments, Dumbledore spoke again. "And the last had parents here and came here himself over 13 years ago. Harry, say hi to everyone!" Harry looked up, said hi and slumped back into his seat.
The meeting continued, with people suggesting things and Harry interepting every five minutes. At the end of the meeting, a few members came up to him and thanked him for the many pointers on Voldemort.
After everyone had left,Harry checked his wizarding watch he bought last year.
It was 5:30. Harry found his bag, with his robes and the portkey and a few other things he'd need for the next 2 days and held the package with the portkey in his hand.
He checked his watch again: 5:38. One more minute. His alarm went off as he pulled out the portkey, touched it and then dissapearred.