Harry Potter Wanted Dead Or Alive Ch.2



Abandon

"Risky? Harry don't worry about risks. You and I both should know that." Sirius laughed. Dudley gave a
loud squeal and ran out. Harry saw a line of worry in Sirius' face. "We need to get going Harry..."
Harry nodded. "Let's get your stuff, first." Together they pulled Harry's trunk, and Hedwig's empty cage.
Harry was still somewhat speechless. "How are we goning to get out of here?" Harry asked. He felt it would be very melodramatic
to say 'get out of here alive.' Sirius glanced around, but answered patiently. "The fireplace is still connected
to the floo powder network. Arthur Weasley kept it connected for special occassions, ahem; now."
Harry smiled weakly. Mr.Weasley was one for breaking the law, but he wasn't a criminal.
"Ready?" He asked pushing the trunk into the fire. Harry racked his brain list of all his supplies. "Yeah, let's go."
Sirius pulled out some floo powder and told Harry to say "Severe". Harry didn't pay much attention to where they were going,
he was more confused than he'd ever been.

They stepped into the flames. Harry heard his trunk clang around sirius' arm.
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When they stepped out, Harry let an involuntary shudder out. "It's-" He was cut short by the foulest thing.
"My Office, Potter. Do remove yourselves, or I shall throw you out!" He shouted iciliy. He didn't
speak to Sirius. Sirius just led Harry over to the door. "C'mon Harry. This filth dosen't deserve you in his
presence." Sirius snarled. "Watch it, Black. You might just pay for that." Sirius laughed. "Yeah, okay.
I'll be waiting." Before Snape could reply, Sirius had slammed the door in his face. (Which was an ugly
souur green today). Sirius motioned for Harry to stand back as he transformed. Harry followed him upstairs.
(Slowly, cause he had the trunk now...) He led Harry up the stairs and into Gryffindor Tower corridor.
He transformed back."Be careful Harry. I'll be back soon." Then he went back to his form and ran off.
Harry stood there. Alone. Okay he thought..no problem...Just talk to the Fat Lady. So, he abandoned his
trunk and slowly made to the Commonroom. It felt strangely familiar. Like he was walking back to his favorite shop.
He cleared his throat. "Er, hello?" The Fat Lady seemed to be in a trance. Harry didn't want to call out
"Hey-Fat Lady" so hey just pryed open the frame. To his great surprise it opened without hesitation.
He left it open and headed back to the trunk. He pulled hard and eventually made it back to the poirtait hole.
He lobbed it in and saw none other than Headmaster Albus Dumbledore smiling back at him.
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"Harry! I've been waiting for you. Did Sirius make it okay?" Harry nodded, still stumpped.
"Sir- I...I don't understand what's going on-" Dumbledore grinned. "Tell you what, Harry...
I know you have alot to ask and say, so how about we dine together? Meet me at the Staff Table,
six'o'clock." Harry grinned back and Dumbledore embraced him. "Keep alert, and feel free to wonder around."
Harry smiled weakly. With a final nod, Dumbledore closed the poitrait. Harry looked around.
Home at last!