Alone
Harry walked into his common room. It was deserted of course but he stayed anyway. What could be so important that Lupin had to come and get him. Not that he minded of course. Anything was better than staying with the Dursley's. Dudley's diet had not gone as planned. Aunt Petunia was very close to having the family resort to not eating at all. Harry could sense he was in trouble. Any time anyone came to get him he found himself in trouble. Harry walked to the fireplace and lit a fire. It was getting cold. Suddenly there was a knock on the painting. "Harry" a muffled voice said "Its me". Harry opened the painting and let Sirius inside. Sirius hugged Harry. "Its so nice to see you again. Its been along time Harry" Harry looked up. Sirius's eyes were not so sunken in but they still held that dead look in them. "Sirius, its only been a couple of months." Sirius looked away. "Yes Harry it has. But when you have been doing what I have then it seems like forever." Harry led Sirius over to the chairs. Sirius sat down and looked into the fire. Neither spoke for a time. Finally Harry could not stand the waiting any longer. "Sirius, why am I here?" he asked. Sirius looked over at Harry. He started to open his mouth but stopped. Harry glared at him. "Oh. Fine. Harry you know I don't believe in sugar coating anything. So I will tell you like it is. Harry two wizarding families have already been killed. " Sirius said quickly.
Harry was shocked. "By who" he asked. "Oh come on Harry don't be daft. By Voldemort. He tried to come to the Dursley's but see…when you were little Dumbledore invoked a magic so ancient and powerful that Voldemort could not touch you as long as you were in your aunt and uncle's care. That's why you cant stay here over the summer. Because Voldemort would waste no time in coming here and killing you. You are here now because Voldemort came to the Dursley's house. Snape wrote Dumbledore so before he…was…. Found out."
Harry walked into his common room. It was deserted of course but he stayed anyway. What could be so important that Lupin had to come and get him. Not that he minded of course. Anything was better than staying with the Dursley's. Dudley's diet had not gone as planned. Aunt Petunia was very close to having the family resort to not eating at all. Harry could sense he was in trouble. Any time anyone came to get him he found himself in trouble. Harry walked to the fireplace and lit a fire. It was getting cold. Suddenly there was a knock on the painting. "Harry" a muffled voice said "Its me". Harry opened the painting and let Sirius inside. Sirius hugged Harry. "Its so nice to see you again. Its been along time Harry" Harry looked up. Sirius's eyes were not so sunken in but they still held that dead look in them. "Sirius, its only been a couple of months." Sirius looked away. "Yes Harry it has. But when you have been doing what I have then it seems like forever." Harry led Sirius over to the chairs. Sirius sat down and looked into the fire. Neither spoke for a time. Finally Harry could not stand the waiting any longer. "Sirius, why am I here?" he asked. Sirius looked over at Harry. He started to open his mouth but stopped. Harry glared at him. "Oh. Fine. Harry you know I don't believe in sugar coating anything. So I will tell you like it is. Harry two wizarding families have already been killed. " Sirius said quickly.
Harry was shocked. "By who" he asked. "Oh come on Harry don't be daft. By Voldemort. He tried to come to the Dursley's but see…when you were little Dumbledore invoked a magic so ancient and powerful that Voldemort could not touch you as long as you were in your aunt and uncle's care. That's why you cant stay here over the summer. Because Voldemort would waste no time in coming here and killing you. You are here now because Voldemort came to the Dursley's house. Snape wrote Dumbledore so before he…was…. Found out."
