5th
Year Sorrows
Disclaimer:
Everything in this whole story belong to J.K.
Rowling except for Natalie, the Jermanswipes, and the new DADA teacher. Thanx!!
Harry
Potter lived with his aunt and uncle on number 4 Privet Drive. The Dursleys
were his only living relatives. They had been telling everyone that for the past
4 years, Harry had been going to St. Brutus's Center for Incurable Criminal
Boys, or something rather, but Harry had really been going to Hogwarts School
of Witchcraft and Wizardy, but that's not all that made him strange. He hated
the holidays the most and he couldn't wait to go back to school. He missed the
castle, the ghosts, his friends, his teachers, but more than anything, he
missed Quidditch.
Quidditch is the wizard
sport, played in the air on broomsticks. He hadn't got to play for about 2
years, because in his previous year, it was called off all year due to the
Triwizard Tournament, which Harry had won. But Harry had no time to sit and
ponder about this, because he needed to be on alert. Lord Voldemort, whom
killed Harry's parents, was the greatest, most feared dark sorcerer in the
world, and he was coming back to power. He had tried, and failed to kill Harry
4 times already, in his past or present self. Each had been a narrow miss, but
Harry survived each encounter.
It had been 2 weeks, and he hadn't heard from anybody
from the wizard world, and Harry was getting lonely, because Dudley wouldn't
talk to him. The ton-tongue toffees still seemed to be on his mind. Those were a type of sweet that Fred and George
Weasley dropped, in which Dudley ate.
His tongue ended up to be 4 feet long before the Dursleys would let Mr. Weasley
put it back to normal.
Harry had just started to day dream when a barn owl flew
through the window. Harry seized the letter and opened it. It was from Sirius
Harry,
Professor Dumbledore wants you to send an owl to the Weasleys as soon as
possible. Tell them that I will be picking you up and taking you to there
house. They are then supposed to take you and their kids to platform nine and
three quarters. You and some other students are to go to Hogwarts. Dumbledore
is sending letters out today to the parents. He is bringing the students back
in the order that he thinks they'll be in danger, like Slytherins will come
last, and you, your friends, and muggle born children first. I will pick you up
at 2:30 Saturday.
Sirius
Harry
couldn't wait, he'd be gone from the Dursleys way before he expected. He then
remembered to write to the Weasleys.
Ron,
Sirius is bringing me to your house soon, so make sure your
parents are ok with him being there.
That's good,
thought Harry, and he tied it to Hedwig's leg. "Stay at Ron's house, ok? I'll
be there soon," he said to Hedwig, as she flew off into the blue.
Harry couldn't wait until Saturday and that reminded him,
he needed to tell the Dursleys that Sirius was coming! He ran downstairs.
"Er, Uncle Vernon?" he said carefully.
"What do you want?" he boomed.
"Er, my godfather is coming to pick me up tomorrow at
2:30 to take me to Ron's house," he said even more carefully. He had don it.
His uncle's face went from red to white, and his Aunt shrieked and fainted.
"We, er, won't be home tomorrow at 2:30, but we'll leave
you here. We, umm, have to go buy Dudley a new Smeltings uniform, yeah, a new
Smeltings uniform," said his uncle, who was shaking.
"Ok," said Harry. He new the Dursleys wouldn't object;
Harry had forgotten to tell them last summer that Sirius was innocent, and very
lucky, too. Harry was allowed to keep all of his Hogwarts stuff in his room,
now that the Dursleys were afraid Sirius could turn up and turn them into toads
if he told him to.
When Saturday came, Harry awoke to find the Dursleys
gone. They must have been afraid Sirius might try to come early. So, Harry went
downstairs, ate a big breakfast, packed up his stuff, took them downstairs, and
was looking forward to his best day at the Dursleys ever.
At two-thirty, the doorbell rang. Harry opened the door,
and no one was there except a big black dog. "Snuffles, do you need anything to
eat before we leave?" said Harry, trying very hard not to laugh. Sirius came
inside and turned into a dog.
Right when
they were about to leave, Hedwig came zooming through an open window. Harry
grabbed the letter and opened it. It was from Ron.
Harry,
DON'T LEAVE YET!!!!! FUDGE IS HERE, AND I DON'T WANT HIM TO
SEE SIRIUS!!!! COME TOMORROW, BECAUSE MUM AND DAD ARE HAVING A HARD TIME
GETTING HIM TO LEAVE, BUT HE'LL BE GONE TOMORROW!!!!
Ron
Harry groaned. Where would Sirus stay?
