Harry sat thinking. He thought of the horrible end of his fourth year at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. He thought of Hagrid's words at the end of the school year.
He sighed deeply, staring out the window, at the pale night sky. How soon would he have to face Voldermont? How long would he be safe?
If anything, Harry was worried about his family and friends. Not his Aunt Petunia, Uncle Vernon or enormous cousin Dudley, but his godfather Sirius Black, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger, his two best friends. He was worried about what might happen to them. What damage would Voldermont leave in his wake? What hurt would the evil wizard would cause.
"Why hadn't Dumbledor let me stay at Ron's?" Harry asked himself for the millionth time. Was he safe at Private Drive? Harry had no way of knowing. But, strong-minded, he would try to find out.
Harry once again thought of his godfather. Was Sirius even safe at Lupin's home? How far from Harry was his godfather really? Was there any hope of Hedwig finding him?
Then Harry thought of his poor owl, over tired from the back and forth journeys she had been taking all summer. To Hermione's one day, then to Ron's the next. She started to stay outside after bringing him letter, and to reply Harry had to beg her to come down.
Where was she now? Harry had sent her with Hermes to Ron's house, in case he couldn't make it. Tired, Harry was about to go to bed when a blur of white wings flashed at his window, followed by tapping.
"Hedwig!" He said unlatching the window and letting the snowy owl swoop to his desk, depositing a letter before taking a drink of water out of her water bowl. As Harry picked up the letter his Heart jumped. It was from Sirius. He tore open the letter, sitting down at his desk.
Dear Harry,
How are you?
I know it has been a hard year and I know you would like to be at your friends' hoses right now but it isn't safe. You are more then safe at your aunt's house and I want you to stay where you are, unless you hear other wise from Dumbledor or me. I will breath freely only after you get back to Hogwarts, but in the meantime it is best if you stay where you are.
I want you to write if you need me for any reason, and send Hedwig soon with your promise to stay at your aunt's.
Take care of yourself and stay out of trouble.
Sirius Black
P.S. Remus says HI and he wants to say Happy early Birthday. I'll write before then.
Harry was somehow comforted with the letter. Maybe everything would turn out fine, maybe not. But it was like Hagrid said; they would just have to face it, whatever it was, when it came. ^_-
He sighed deeply, staring out the window, at the pale night sky. How soon would he have to face Voldermont? How long would he be safe?
If anything, Harry was worried about his family and friends. Not his Aunt Petunia, Uncle Vernon or enormous cousin Dudley, but his godfather Sirius Black, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger, his two best friends. He was worried about what might happen to them. What damage would Voldermont leave in his wake? What hurt would the evil wizard would cause.
"Why hadn't Dumbledor let me stay at Ron's?" Harry asked himself for the millionth time. Was he safe at Private Drive? Harry had no way of knowing. But, strong-minded, he would try to find out.
Harry once again thought of his godfather. Was Sirius even safe at Lupin's home? How far from Harry was his godfather really? Was there any hope of Hedwig finding him?
Then Harry thought of his poor owl, over tired from the back and forth journeys she had been taking all summer. To Hermione's one day, then to Ron's the next. She started to stay outside after bringing him letter, and to reply Harry had to beg her to come down.
Where was she now? Harry had sent her with Hermes to Ron's house, in case he couldn't make it. Tired, Harry was about to go to bed when a blur of white wings flashed at his window, followed by tapping.
"Hedwig!" He said unlatching the window and letting the snowy owl swoop to his desk, depositing a letter before taking a drink of water out of her water bowl. As Harry picked up the letter his Heart jumped. It was from Sirius. He tore open the letter, sitting down at his desk.
Dear Harry,
How are you?
I know it has been a hard year and I know you would like to be at your friends' hoses right now but it isn't safe. You are more then safe at your aunt's house and I want you to stay where you are, unless you hear other wise from Dumbledor or me. I will breath freely only after you get back to Hogwarts, but in the meantime it is best if you stay where you are.
I want you to write if you need me for any reason, and send Hedwig soon with your promise to stay at your aunt's.
Take care of yourself and stay out of trouble.
Sirius Black
P.S. Remus says HI and he wants to say Happy early Birthday. I'll write before then.
Harry was somehow comforted with the letter. Maybe everything would turn out fine, maybe not. But it was like Hagrid said; they would just have to face it, whatever it was, when it came. ^_-