Chapter 2: The truth of Mrs. Figgs.
As Harry left the house he heard his uncle tell Petunia "He wrecks everything, I just don't know what we are going to do"
"Yes, but where are we going?" asked Petunia
"We are going to that hospital round George Street, He needs professional help," Harry laughed when he heard this, his uncle glared at him. "Get to Mrs. Figgs, she's expecting you and don't listen to my private conversations, they're private".
Harry walked past the line of houses until he came to Mrs. Figgs house. Her garden was neatly trimmed and flowers bloomed in the flower beds like a picture painted by one of the great artists. He knocked on the door and waited, it was a couple of seconds until he heard footsteps and the latch being opened.
"Arh, Harry, It has been a while, I was afraid that the Dursleys had locked you up again." Harry looked at her; he had never mentioned his imprisonments in under the stairs or in his bedroom. He looked at her wondering.
"How did you know about that? I never said anything" She looked at him sympathetically. "I know allot more about you than you would care to believe, but please I have a few questions to ask you before I answer your questions"
"Go on" Said Harry,
"How's your school going?"
"My School, you mean St. Brut..."
"No dear, Hogwarts, how's Hogwarts?" Mrs. Figgs had just said the last thing Harry would have believed. Someone, who lived near Harry new about Hogwarts, the Wizarding School Harry had been attending for the past for years. Harry didn't believe it; his ears must have been deceiving him. "Harry? What's wrong, you look like you've just seen a grim"
"You know about my school? You know what I am?" Harry asked flabbergast.
"Of cause dear, haven't you ever heard Dumbledore talk of me?" asked Mrs. Figgs. Now that she came to mention it he had heard Dumbledore talk of someone called Arabella Figgs, Harry had never asked Mrs. Figgs her first name.
"Mrs. Figgs, is your first name Arabella?" Asked Harry, trying not to sound to rude.
"Of cause it is Harry," said Mrs. Figgs "Haven't I ever told you before?"
"No" said Harry "Sorry but are you a witch"
"Yes dear. Arabella Figgs, Order of the Phoenix, your secret keeper" Harry looked at her. "Order of the Phoenix?" asked Harry "what's that?"
"It is a group of famous witches and wizards including Dumbledore, Sirius Black, Severius Snape, Remus Lupin and I. There is also one member who I believe you haven't met yet and the is Mundungus Fletcher."
Harry had heard this name before, "hadn't Fletcher had a run in with Mr. Weasley and the misuse of muggle artifacts office?"
Mrs. Figgs looked at Harry "he was let off, it appeared that one Malfoy had planted it there for Weasley to find." At this she looked brighter "I will now call the Order of the Phoenix together once more. Vindo a mim a ordem do phoenix agora vem aqui." She chanted and the next second 5 wizards where sitting on Mrs. Figgs sofa.
Next Chapter: The return of Padfoot and Mooney.
As Harry left the house he heard his uncle tell Petunia "He wrecks everything, I just don't know what we are going to do"
"Yes, but where are we going?" asked Petunia
"We are going to that hospital round George Street, He needs professional help," Harry laughed when he heard this, his uncle glared at him. "Get to Mrs. Figgs, she's expecting you and don't listen to my private conversations, they're private".
Harry walked past the line of houses until he came to Mrs. Figgs house. Her garden was neatly trimmed and flowers bloomed in the flower beds like a picture painted by one of the great artists. He knocked on the door and waited, it was a couple of seconds until he heard footsteps and the latch being opened.
"Arh, Harry, It has been a while, I was afraid that the Dursleys had locked you up again." Harry looked at her; he had never mentioned his imprisonments in under the stairs or in his bedroom. He looked at her wondering.
"How did you know about that? I never said anything" She looked at him sympathetically. "I know allot more about you than you would care to believe, but please I have a few questions to ask you before I answer your questions"
"Go on" Said Harry,
"How's your school going?"
"My School, you mean St. Brut..."
"No dear, Hogwarts, how's Hogwarts?" Mrs. Figgs had just said the last thing Harry would have believed. Someone, who lived near Harry new about Hogwarts, the Wizarding School Harry had been attending for the past for years. Harry didn't believe it; his ears must have been deceiving him. "Harry? What's wrong, you look like you've just seen a grim"
"You know about my school? You know what I am?" Harry asked flabbergast.
"Of cause dear, haven't you ever heard Dumbledore talk of me?" asked Mrs. Figgs. Now that she came to mention it he had heard Dumbledore talk of someone called Arabella Figgs, Harry had never asked Mrs. Figgs her first name.
"Mrs. Figgs, is your first name Arabella?" Asked Harry, trying not to sound to rude.
"Of cause it is Harry," said Mrs. Figgs "Haven't I ever told you before?"
"No" said Harry "Sorry but are you a witch"
"Yes dear. Arabella Figgs, Order of the Phoenix, your secret keeper" Harry looked at her. "Order of the Phoenix?" asked Harry "what's that?"
"It is a group of famous witches and wizards including Dumbledore, Sirius Black, Severius Snape, Remus Lupin and I. There is also one member who I believe you haven't met yet and the is Mundungus Fletcher."
Harry had heard this name before, "hadn't Fletcher had a run in with Mr. Weasley and the misuse of muggle artifacts office?"
Mrs. Figgs looked at Harry "he was let off, it appeared that one Malfoy had planted it there for Weasley to find." At this she looked brighter "I will now call the Order of the Phoenix together once more. Vindo a mim a ordem do phoenix agora vem aqui." She chanted and the next second 5 wizards where sitting on Mrs. Figgs sofa.
Next Chapter: The return of Padfoot and Mooney.