The Call

Disclaimer: Harry Potter still doesn't belong to me! I wish it does, but all the new characters do!

Harry woke up again at 10:30 to the telephone ringing. He heard Uncle Vernon shouting at someone and he heard footsteps coming up the stairs.

"Uh oh, I'm in for it now." Harry thought miserably. He remembered the time when Ron phoned, and he thought he'd rung again.

Meanwhile Uncle Vernon was coming up the stairs. He rushed straight past Harry's bedroom (which Harry gave a silent sigh of relief) and into his own. As the walls were very thin, Harry could hear every word that Uncle Vernon was saying.

"That crack pot of a fool from Harry's school has just rang up! How in Heaven's name did they get this number?!" He shouted.

"I haven't a clue. What did he want?" Aunt Petunia asked.

"He said something about the death of you parent's killer is on the loose in this area. "Uncle Vernon began. He shook is head in disbelief and carried on. "He wanted to know if he could come over to talk about it!" he stopped again and then after a minuet started again, his voice shaking with anger "Of all the nerve! How the Hell did he find out?!?!"

"I have no idea. I bet he's lying. Somehow we better make sure. What will the neighbours think? I've seen him once when we were at Mother's house. You were somewhere else. he was talking to Lily for some reason or another." She shuddered.

"You know I will not have one in the house!" Uncle Vernon crashed his hand on to of the table to make his point clear.

Harry gasped quietly. "Dumbledore coming here? Why? Maybe he'd let me move in with Sirius." Harry thought.

"I know neither will I! Look lets forget about it and I'm sure he'll go away." Aunt Petunia replied. There was something else said and Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia excited the room, and Harry quickly got back into bed.

Not a moment too soon, as Aunt Petunia barged into his room. Harry closed his eyes and quickly pretended to be asleep. Aunt Petunia went over to the bed and shook him until Harry opened his eyes. He quickly made a surprised face and asked in a tired voice as if Aunt Petunia had really woken him up. "What do you want?"

"Get up!" Aunt Petunia shouted, "Now! We have had someone on the phone who will interest you. Now get out of bed and into the Living Room now! Chop chop!"

Harry quickly did as he was told. He was wondering what was going on. He knew about the conversation, but he didn't understand why he was in trouble.

When Harry got to the Living Room, he found Uncle Vernon and Dudley already there. Harry sighed. He didn't like it when Uncle Vernon bullied him, but he liked it even less when he brought the whole family together for it. Harry looked at Uncle Vernon wearily and saw that he was so angry that he was red in the face and breathing like a bull ready to charge.

"How DARE you!" Shouted Uncle Vernon.

Well I've decided to leave a cliffhanger. Please don't hate me, but I thought that it was good. I'm also sorry about the short chapter. The next will be longer, I promise.