Dumbledore gazed in on the two teenagers residing at Hogwarts for a week before school

Dumbledore gazed in on the two teenagers residing at Hogwarts for a week before school.  Harry had caused it to hail in the living room making it impossible for him to stay at 4 Privet Drive due to Vernon's lack of understanding.  He really hadn't meant to!  But nevertheless, he was at his favorite place in the world.  Hermione on the other hand wasn't given an option.  The death eaters had struck again, on her family.  Luckily, Hermione had been visiting Ron and all of the other Weasley's at that particular time.  There is no other way that she could have survived the Avada Kedavra curse…or could she.  Dumbledore simply couldn't figure out the answer as of yet.  He needed more time.  Would there be enough time?  There was so much to tell these two, but it would have to wait.  The time wasn't right, yet.  Dumbledore retreated away from the Gryffindor common room where Harry and Hermione were sleeping after a night full of getting reacquainted.  After the Triwizard tournament last year Harry had withdrawn himself from everyone.  He wouldn't talk to anyone; he was lost in his own world.  Many were worried that Harry would never recover from Cedric's death and the resurrection of the Dark Lord Voldemort.  Maybe it was too much for him?  Dumbledore thought that those factors made a little sense.  He actually believed that Harry had withdrawn from everyone he loved because he didn't want to see Voldemort attack the ones nearest him.  It would have been too cruel.  If only the boy knew…he will know…I will just have to tell them that it is time to put fate into the proper hands.  Tomorrow of course.  Neither of these two have had a good nights rest for a long time.  And Merlin knows how much they are in need of it.  Dumbledore had reached his office and saw Minister of Magic Arthur Weasley standing nest to an alarmed Fawkes. 

"Dumbledore, I need to talk to you"

"What is this impromptu meeting all about Arthur?"

"Well, as you probably already know, we have heard light of some dragons that simply can't be found.  You wouldn't think that this has anything to do with....."

"I don' t know.  I wouldn't think so.  But with Voldemort and the rising dark prince Angleton, we can't be sure.  We need to strengthen all of the mandatory wards within our world.  Nothing is safe anymore."

"But surely, the legion is doing everything in their powers!"

"We are still missing some very important keys though.  Arthur, you do trust me, don't you."

Here there became a slight pause.  The room was deathly silent when they heard a very prominent knock on the door leading into Dumbledore's office.

"Come in"

The door opened and in came Harry, Hermione, and .......Ron.

"Ron!  What in Merlin's beard are you doing here at Hogwarts?  Didn't I tell you to stay home and get Fred and George to pack their trunks?  Explain yourself right now young man or else..."

"It isn't his fault Mr. Weasley!"   interrupted Harry. 

Dumbledore's eyes began to widen and lose their familiar twinkle as he saw Harry's lips move to say exactly what he had feared.

"It's Voldemort."

A/N:  Well, what do you think so far?  Should I continue?  This is actually my prologue but as to not confuse anyone I decided to just keep it as plain old Chapter One.  I am really excited to write this story!  Anyways, read and review!  Toodles   ~*_*~  

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