Disclaimer: Harry Potter and all characters from the Harry Potter series belong to J.K. Rowlings, not me, so please don't sue me.

Authors Note: Please R/R this! It's my first one and I'd like to know how I did!

Other Note: The setting would be page 735 of The Goblet of Fire, or page 1 of year five.


Harry Potter and the Return of Lord Voldemort -Part 1

Harry followed his uncle to the car. The ride back to Privet Drive was as silent and boring as his other three years. The greeting in the house was the same as well, Aunt Petunia glaring in disgust at him, Dudley watching TV, only acknowledging Harry with a flick of the eyes. Harry went straight to his room, hauling his heavy trunk all by himself. He sat down on his bed, sighed, and thought, "Yet another boring, pointless, inactive summer holiday. Hopefully the Weasley's will get permission from Dumbledore to let me come stay with them soon."

How very backwards Harry's predictions came to be, starting with what happened one week after his arrival at Privet Drive. It started with a letter from Professor Dumbledore.

Dear Harry,

Due to the current situation involving the return of Lord Voldemort, I feel that you would be safer somewhere in the wizarding world where I can easily get in touch with you and have a guardian I know personally. Therefore, I propose that you stay with my grandniece, Alluna Dumbledore. You will be staying with her in her cottage in Hogsmeade for the remaining time of the summer holiday, and then return to Hogwarts in the fall as ordinarily. I will have a car sent from the ministry on Saturday, June 16th, at 11:00 AM. Please have all of your things ready and waiting.

Sincerely,
Professor A. Dumbledore

Harry was on the verge of jumping up and down in excitement. "June 16th! June 16th! Only three days away! Finally an almost Dursley-free summer!" When he told the Dursley's at dinner that night, they were glad, but then Uncle Vernon paused.

"Hold on one second. How are you getting out of here? If its anything like what happened last year, the next time I see you I'll..." but he paused once again. Harry smirked at Uncle Vernon.

"You'll do what? You still remember my famous godfather, the murderer? He's around, you know. But you don't have to worry, I'm getting picked up in a car." The rest of dinner was eaten in silence, except for the occasional munch of food.

That night, Harry decided to write to his friends, but since there was only one Hedwig, he could only write to one first. He chose Ron. He told Ron about the miraculous stroke of luck that had occurred to him. He sent Hedwig off into the night, then lay down in his bed and wondered what there was he could do to make three days pass.

It seemed as long as an eternity, but finally June 16th, 10:30 AM, came. He had showered and dressed in his best robes. He wanted to make a good first impression on Miss Dumbledore. He wondered what she looked like, and how she acted. He hoped that she wasn't really old, but it was possible considering how old the Professor seemed to be. Before long, a sleek black ministry car pulled into the driveway. Harry hurried to carry his trunk to the back, but the driver stepped out and offered to do it for him. Harry smiled and nodded, then got in the car. He was surprised to find that Professor McGonagall was already there.

"Hello, Harry. Albus asked me to accompany you and make sure things go smoothly, as he was unavailable today", she said, smiling. Harry nodded. The driver returned and they set off, going unusually fast for a car, and seeming to stretch between, slide around, or just plain jump other cars and traffic jams.

After around an hour of magical driving, the car pulled up in front of a medium sized brick cottage that was located on the outskirts of Hogsmeade. Harry immediately got a sense of peace and serenity as he stepped into the yard. Beautiful flowers in every color of the rainbow grew in front of the house. A fountain made of pewter with two singing frogs on top sang a tranquil melody, the sound gurgling because the frogs both had to sing and spit water at the same time. A warm summer breeze floated lazily by, slightly ruffling Harry's spiked black hair. He quickly brushed the spikes back in place and walked up to the front door, McGonagall trailing at his heels. He paused before knocking and looked up at McGonagall. Her smile gave him confidence. He knocked strongly and only had to wait for a few seconds for the door to swing open without a creak. The woman who opened the door was easily recognizable as Professor Dumbledore's relative. She had long, smooth, sun gold blonde hair that fell to her waist and the same twinkling sky blue eyes and friendly face as the Professor. She was in her mid-thirties, Harry guessed, around Sirius's age, and quite attractive too. She smiled brightly as she said, "Hello there! You must be Harry! I'm Alluna." At that, she held out her hand and Harry shook it. "It's a pleasure to have to here for the summer". Then, she turned to Professor McGonagall, who was still at Harry's side. "Minerva! It has been simply ages!" she said while shaking her hand. "Everything was fine on the way here? I'm glad. Come on in, I'll give you a tour of the house!" She smiled again and beckoned them to follow her.

The first room was the living room. Three very comfortable looking blue couches surrounded a coffee table and faced a very nice fireplace. The kitchen was after that, and it looked similar to a muggle kitchen, except nothing had cords. Harry guessed everything was probably powered by magic. The dining room was quite plain. The table held four chairs, and the only other things in the room were a cabinet of antique silverware and a painting of a unicorn, which of course, cantered about in his frame rearing, bucking and neighing playfully. They passed a bathroom and entered the small study, which held a very disorganized desk, two chairs, and a large bookcase. They had gone in a circle and ended up in the foyer where they had started, but this time they went up the stairs there. On the second floor, there were three bedrooms and two bathrooms. Alluna's room had one of the bathrooms attached to it, so it was private. The other was in between the other two rooms, of the same size. Harry's room had a green color scheme, while the other one was done in pale lavender. When Harry went into his room, he saw his trunk placed neatly at the end of the bed. Looking down at her watch, Professor McGonagall sighed and said, "I must be going. There is much to do these days. See you soon Harry", she said and waved as she walked down the stairs and out the door. Harry could see from out his window the ministry car was still there. McGonagall entered it and it drove off.

"Harry, I really hope you have a good summer here. If you ever need something, just ask. Why don't you unpack and get settled in now, while I make lunch?" she suggested.

"Ok, and thanks so much for having me here, Miss Dumbledore" Harry said appreciatively.

"Miss Dumbledore?" Alluna laughed. "Just call me Alluna". Harry shrugged and nodded. Alluna smiled once more, then turned and went downstairs to the kitchen.

Harry opened his trunk and put all of his clothes in the oak armoire in the corner of the room. He set out his homework papers on the small desk and hung Hedwig's empty cage (she was out delivering a letter to Hermione) on a convenient hook near the other window in Harry's room. Harry sat down at the chair at his desk. He smiled to himself. Could there be a better way to spend the summer he thought? Alluna's really nice, and there's and extra bedroom, so I'm sure someone could come over and spend the night here some time. Just then, he heard Alluna call his name for lunch. He smiled to himself again and went down the dining room.


It had been two weeks since he had arrived at Alluna's cottage. Harry was very surprised to find that he and Alluna had become extremely close in such a short time. One of the main reasons behind that was a conversation they had had after dinner one night. It had started out Harry asking Alluna about what her childhood was like. She told him that she had lived with her parents in Michigan of the United States until she was fourteen. She had gone to Houdinian University, a college for advanced magic that was also an elementary magic school, founded by Houdini himself, just before he died. When she was fourteen however, she moved with her parents to London and attended Hogwarts for the last three years. A few years after graduating though, she moved back to the U.S. to return to her old friends, where she got a job as a robe-maker's designer. Right now, she still held the position of a designer, but she was also a co-president of a British robe making company. Harry then asked about her time at Hogwarts. She told him that she had been in Gryffindor, conveniently in the same year as his parents and his parent's friends. Intrigued, Harry asked Alluna what they were like. She described to him that Lily, his mother, had been one of her closest friends. She was Alluna's first friend when she arrived at the school, and had stayed one of her best for the rest of the time she was there. Lily was very kind, a good student, and very popular. She had auburn hair and brilliant green eyes, making her very pretty. Her sweet and fun-loving nature made her very adored. Even though she and James had been dating since third year, she was still sought after, mainly from a boy named Severus Snape, James's biggest rival. (Harry mused to himself that this was probably another reason why Snape hated him so much, because his father had the girl he liked.) James, she said, was, well, James. He was very smart as well, but he used his knowledge to get into mischief rather than study. He was very daring and cunning, two skills that made him very powerful in the school. He could pull off amazing stunts and before the teachers could even start working out who had done it, he had already completely covered his tracks. He was also very good at quidditch. He played for Gryffindor as seeker, just like Harry. That wasn't the only similarity he and Harry had though. She told him that as much as he had probably heard this before, he looked almost exactly like James. There were only small differences, aside from his eyes, which belonged to Lily. Then she carried on about James's three close friends, his gang.

Remus Lupin was one, but Alluna didn't know that much about him, other than the fact she had found out Remus was a werewolf in seventh year. Harry replied that he had met Remus in third year when he taught Defense against the Dark Arts, and that Harry had found out about him being a werewolf too. Next was Peter Pettigrew. He was a nice kid, as far as Alluna could tell, but the sort that just tags along with popular people, Alluna deduced. Last, she said, was Sirius Black. Her voice dropped its happy chirp, and was replaced with bitter sadness. Sirius, she said, was James's closest friend. Their parents had been friends, so they had grown up together. She had looked up at Harry then, and said, " you know how by the time I had gotten there, Lily and James were dating? Well, Sirius and I had the same thing going on between us." Harry was shocked. Sirius had never told him about a girlfriend he had had. Of course there was always something going on when he talked to him, but still, a girlfriend! Alluna continued. She and Sirius had always been close, since she first came to Hogwarts. After they left, James and Lily married immediately, and Sirius and she continued to date. Then, Voldemort killed James and Lily. She had known that Sirius was their secret keeper, and was so upset when that happened. Then, to make matters worse, Sirius seemed to have gone crazy or something (Alluna was in racking sobs by now) and went and killed Peter Pettigrew. He went straight to Azkaban, and she never saw him again. She cried for a few moments, and then said softly to Harry, "Harry, I loved him, I really did. I can't understand why he'd do such an insane thing!" Harry hesitated a moment before asking Alluna a question.

"Alluna? Do you still love him?" Harry asked. Upon Alluna's face was a far away kind of look as she tried to control her tears. "I've been out with a couple other guys since then, but none of them meant anything to me, because I'll never love another man like I loved Sirius," she said forlornly. "So yes, Harry, I still love Sirius Black."

Harry's stomach seemed to be doing gymnastics. He mind raced. "What if I told her about Sirius? She shouldn't be mislead by what she thinks happened! But what if she freaks out! Professor Dumbledore said not to mention it to anyone else.... But this isn't fair for her or Sirius to have her think that!" In the end, Harry couldn't decide what to say, so he just told her he was tired and wanted to go to bed then.

That night, he had a dream. He couldn't see the ground he was standing on, because it was covered in silvery mist. In front of him stood two wells. The one to his right was made of white moonstones that glowed softly. The one on his left was made of reflective black obsidian. Harry walked toward the obsidian well, and looked down into it. Instead of seeing water at the bottom, it was like watching TV. As he watched, he could see Sirius looking amazed and bewildered as Alluna looked at him and started to cry, tears of anguish and pain flowing down her cheeks. Harry backed away from the obsidian well and walked towards the moonstone one. He looked down that one as well, and saw almost the same scene, except for one part. Instead of tears of pain from Alluna, they were tears of joy and happiness. After that, both Alluna and Sirius rushed together in a hard embrace. As Harry looked, he smiled to himself and knew what to tell Alluna when he woke. He turned around, and briefly glimpsed the tail of a phoenix, along with a few notes of its happy song. Harry awoke moments after to find the sun shining warm on his face as he remembered his dream. Later that day, he told Alluna about Sirius being innocent and how Peter was still alive, somewhere scheming with Voldemort. She seemed very relieved and said, " I knew he wouldn't do a thing like that" with a peaceful smile on her face.

So far, Harry had spent most of his time working on his loads of homework and studying for his O.W.L. tests. He wasn't surprised that in one Hermione's many letters, she had been appointed prefect. On the first day of his third week, however, something unusual happened. Harry and Alluna were both sitting in the living room reading when a white snowy owl knocked upon the window. At first, Harry thought it was Hedwig, but as he opened the window, the owl flew right passed him and landed at Alluna's feet. She blinked and looked down with interest and untied the letter tied to its foot. The owl waited patiently as Alluna read the letter and Harry guessed that it wasn't Hedwig after all. Alluna put her hand to her mouth in shock as a look of horror crossed her face. "Oh no!" she whispered frantically. "No!" She tossed the letter onto the couch and fled up to her room, her whole self shaking as she moved. Harry wondered what could be so horrible. He looked at the letter, then the owl, which was still there, and back to the letter. A voice inside him shouted "No Harry! This is none of your business, keep out!", while another said, "it's just a letter. Maybe I can even help if I see what the problem is." The second one got the better of him and he reached over and grabbed the letter.

Dear Aunt Alluna,

I'm sadly informing you of the death that occurred two days ago, June 30th. On that day, a tragic accident happened to my mother, Deionara. She was in the muggle city of Detroit where, while innocently crossing the street, a speeding muggle car raced out and hit her. She died before any mediwizards could come and save her. The funeral is on July 5th, please be there. Also, the Dean of Houdinian has informed me that because I underage I need to live with an appointed guardian. Since you are my godmother, we need to make plans for me. Hope to see you at the funeral.

Love,
Leah

Harry was surprised. Alluna had never mentioned a goddaughter. He supposed because of her bad reaction, Deionara had been one of Alluna's close friends in the U.S. For the funeral, he thought, Alluna would go to the U.S., and since he was in her care, he would probably tag along. Harry had never even been to a foreign country before, let alone one that was across the ocean. He figured it would be interesting. After about an hour, Alluna returned, looking moderately composed. "Did you read the letter?" she asked Harry. Harry nodded. She sighed. "You'll have to come with me to the funeral, I can't leave you here alone. We'll leave tomorrow. I need to see Leah. Pack a week's worth of stuff, ok?" Harry nodded again and head up to his room.

The next day after breakfast, Harry and Alluna put their luggage on the foyer floor. Harry stood next to the bags while Alluna took an interesting looking golden pencil sort of thing and drew on the ground a circle that surrounded them both and the luggage. "A porta-parate," she said, hold the pencil thing before Harry. "It's a tool to apparate one person who can and one person who cannot, or whatever happens to be in the circle at the time of its activation. Uncle Albus gave it to me for such occasions that both of us would need to go somewhere quickly". She placed the golden pencil exactly in the center of the circle, and it stayed on its tip. She took her wand and placed it where the eraser would have been and said "apparatious multipous!'. Harry blinked as he looked where he was. A small house with an untidy lawn stood before them. He looked at Alluna, who was putting the golden pencil and her wand back in her pocket and picking up her bag. Harry shrugged and followed her example. They stood on the porch while Alluna rang the doorbell. The door opened and a teenage girl of around Harry's age opened it. The girl's eyes were red from crying, and when she saw Alluna she hugged her tightly. "Aunt Alluna! I'm so glad you came! It's been awful!" to which she promptly bursted into fresh tears.

Harry surveyed the girl, who was obviously Leah, from slightly behind and to the right of Alluna. She looked about three inches shorter than he was, making her five foot four. She had blonde hair, but it was very light and fell to the middle of her back. Her eyes, (Harry only got glances of them because most of the time they were shut) were a most unusual color, silver rimmed with navy blue. The first good look he had of them gave him a shock. He'd seen them somewhere before! But where, of course, he had no idea whatsoever. Harry also noticed, with a surprise to himself, that if she didn't look so disgruntled, she'd be the prettiest girl Harry had ever seen, even prettier than Cho Chang. At that time though, she had stepped back from Alluna and seen him. She looked him up and down quickly. The lightest spark of delight glinted in her unusual eyes, and a second later it was gone, but Harry was sure it was there. Alluna had turned to face Harry. "Leah, this is Harry Potter, the boy I'm being guardian this summer. Harry, this is Leah, my goddaughter." Her voice dropped several levels. "Her mother was my best friend here in the U.S." Leah smiled softly and offered her hand, which Harry shook gently. "Hello," he said. His brain however, wanted him to say, "Wow! You're gorgeous!", but he controlled himself. Leah was thinking about the same thing. "What luck! I might spend the rest of my summer with a hottie!" but she was forced to remember why they were here, and that kept her calm. Even Alluna was thinking. "Wouldn't they make a cute couple?"




I hope that was a good enough ending for the first part of "Harry Potter and the Return of Lord Voldemort". I know it doesn't have to do with Voldemort yet, but it was already getting too long. Once again, I ask you to please review this and tell me how I did, it's my first one. All suggestions will be considered! Thanx much.


In the next episode: Harry becomes "friends" with Leah, housing is decided, and school resumes, with several twists! Dun dun dun! dramatic music See ya next time, folks!