Chapter Two: The Destiny Stones
A/N: I don't own any of these characters and company! They all belong to Ms. J.K. Rowling! I just made up some of the characters and come ideas. But the rest like Hogwarts and Diagon Alley are all Ms. Rowling's properties!
BTW, I changed a little bit of the first chapter so read the changes! Please read it if u didn't check it yet!
Okay, I really changed this chapter because I just read it and I think it sounds stupid so please re-read this and review!
Harry woke up at around 8 o'clock later that morning to find all of the three Dursley's sitting at the kitchen table, eating with (to Harry's surprise) the same diet Dudley had to follow last summer when he came back from Smeltings. Harry stood there, while Uncle Vernon read the newspaper and Aunt Petunia handed out some green salad.
"Well what are you waiting for boy? Sit down and eat your ruddy food! You don't have a butler waiting for you to serve you are you?" Uncle Vernon barked.
Harry rushed to the table and sat down between Aunt Petunia and Dudley.
The kitchen was quiet except for the talking from the television. Harry waited patiently for the next commercial to ask them about Hermione's invitation.
"Um, Uncle Vernon. My friend asked me if I could go stay with her for the summer before we left for the holidays at Hog… I mean my school. And I was wondering if you would let me go. She said that…" Dudley suddenly cut of Harry's sentence.
"She? What girl would talk to you?" Dudley asked with disgust.
"Yes, it's a she. She told me that her dad would come and pick me up this Friday if it's okay. There mug… normal people. Not like me. My friend goes to the same school as me but her parents are normal people. So they have a car and all that stuff. They said that if I give them the address, they will come and pick me up on Friday, if that's okay with you," Harry asked, hoping for the answer to be yes.
"If that's what will keep you quiet and get rid of you, then fine. As long as they aren't that Wheezy family." Uncle Vernon spat.
Harry had the urge to say, "It's Weasley!" but dared not to, as it might change their minds about Hermione.
"If they are normal people then use the telephone for crying out loud! Don't use birds to send your letters! They get the whole house all dirty and attract the neighbours' attention!" Aunt Petunia shrieked.
"Yes Aunt Petunia. May I call her right now?" Harry asked (I'm too lazy to say when he got Hermione's telephone number right now. So let's just say that he got it in their second year and he remembers it okay) excitedly.
"Whatever boy! Just dial the right number and tell them to pick you up right now! I could hear that owl hoot like a mad man every single night! If they won't come and pick you up today, then you won't go!" Uncle Vernon shouted.
He walked into the hallway and picked up the phone dialed Hermione's phone number.
The phone rang until a lady picked up and answered. "Hello, Granger residence. How may I help you?"
Harry thought for a minute. 'What am I going to say?'
"Hello? Is someone there?" the lady asked again.
"Um…hi. This is Harry, one of Hermione's friends. May I speak to her please?" Harry asked, feeling happy about not screwing up for the first time on the phone.
"Sure! Just hold on for a minute please. I'll get her. Hermione! Someone's on the phone to speak to you!" the lady said, her voice fading as she called for Hermione.
"Hello? Harry, is that you?" Hermione asked excitedly.
"Yes. Uncle Vernon said yes! I could stay with you for the rest of the summer holidays. But he said that you have to come and pick me up today or else I can't go because they are starting to get fed up with Hedwig and her flapping and hooting and all that stuff," Harry said, lowering his voice.
"Well, my dad is passing by Surrey today. So maybe I'll come with him and pick you up at let's say…. 2 o'clock okay? Just give me your address and we'll come over later," Hermione said.
Harry gave her his address and went back into the kitchen. "Hermione, my friend, said that her dad will come and pick me up at 2 o'clock. They'll be driving and they do wear normal clothes." Harry informed the Dursley's.
"Well, get ready then!" Aunt Petunia shouted, her finger pointing to the stairs.
Harry climbed up the stairs. When he walked into his room, he found two things waiting for him.
On his desk was the same parcel that he stuffed in his trunk earlier that morning.
He went to his desk and sat down. As he about to open the parcel, a loud hoot came from the window. The same owl that delivered the last parcel had another letter tied to its leg.
Harry took the letter and the owl again flew away. He opened the letter and read it out loud.
'Dear Harry:
Happy fifteenth birthday. Please beware of the light of the blue moon this month honey. Don't worry honey, we're watching you all the way. The light of the blue moon is dangerous to whomever doesn't believe in faith and destiny and also the myth and legend. Use the key to guide your path for it will be very complicated and very narrow. Your true friends will light your path to us. But please be careful again because the eyes of your foe is watching your every move under the darkness.'
Harry re-read the letter a few times to understand it. But it didn't make any sense to him and he didn't know whom it was from.
He went back to the parcel to open it until Uncle Vernon's booming voice called from downstairs.
"YOU BETTER BE READY BOY! I DON'T WANT ANY OF YOUR FILTHY FRIENDS STAYING HERE FOR LONG! IT'S TEN TO TWO!" he shouted.
Harry looked at the clock. '1:50pm' Harry never noticed that he read the letter for so long. He quickly packed everything he needed as well as his broom and books and cards.
He dragged them out of his room and into the hallway that led to the front door.
When he got downstairs, the doorbell rang. Dudley came screaming into the hallway. "I'LL GET IT! I'LL GET IT! I'LL GET IT!" Dudley said, opening he door. Harry guessed that he wanted to see who Hermione was.
At the door stood Hermione and Ron. "Hi Dudley! Hi Mr. Dursley! Hi Harry!" they both said together. Harry smiled and dragged his stuff outside.
Hermione's dad came and took Harry's things. "I'll carry those for you Harry. You'll just carry your…owl and your broom." Mr. Granger said, carrying Harry's things into the car.
"Well…bye." Harry said, walking away.
***
"Was that your cousin Dudley?" Hermione asked as Ron and Harry laughed in the car.
"Yes! Fat as a pig isn't he?" Harry answered.
"You two should stop laughing at him! Look at you Harry! You're skinny for your age! And Ron, you have freckles all over your face! Everyone's different in some way!" Hermione said in a don't-make-fun-of-people tone.
"Okay, okay." Harry and Ron said as they calmed down.
"So Harry, did you get a letter from Sirius yet? We haven't heard from him in a while," Hermione said.
"Yes. He gave me a red and gold key that says G.G on one side and Key to the Heart." Harry said, showing them the key.
"Oh cool! I think I know what the G.G stands for. But the part about the Key to the Heart is new. I've never heard about that before. Only in love poems that I've heard that," Hermione said, thinking about the phrase.
"Well, what about that box that Hermione sent to you? Did you get to open it? Herm said that she tried to open it with a paperkip," Ron said.
"You mean a paperclip. You obviously need to take Muggle Studies at Hogwarts Ron. That way you could learn more about the life of muggles," Hermione said, watching her dad pull into their garage.
"Well, I didn't really try anything yet. I just got it early this morning remember? Anyway, you guys could help me figure out this letter that I got this morning. No one signed it or anything. It's really creepy though," Harry said, opening the car door.
"Okay," Both Hermione and Ron said together.
Mr. Granger carried Harry's things into the house while Harry, Ron and Hermione walked into the living room to introduce Harry to Mrs. Granger.
"Well hello Harry! Hermione has told us a lot about you and Ron! Well, after she came back from Viktor's place two weeks ago," Mrs. Granger said, shaking hands with Harry.
"Um mom, I think I'll show Harry where he'll be staying for the rest of the summer," Hermione said, pushing Ron and Harry out of the living room and up the stairs.
"So…" Ron said with a sly smile on his face.
"So what? If you are wondering about Viktor and me we're not together and we never were. He just asked me to the Yule Ball. That's all Ron, nothing more," Hermione said, blushing bright red like Ron's hair.
"You two should stop this. It's stupid the way you two are fighting about Krum," Harry said waiting for the two of them at the top of the stairs.
"Harry's right, we should stop fighting. Oh and Harry, your room is over there, there's a bathroom in there already if you need to use it," Hermione said, pointing to the far right side of the hallway.
"Okay, is Ron sharing a room with me or do we have our own room?" Harry said, walking into the room and then jumping on it.
"You and Ron will be sharing a room. But enough about rooms and stuff. Harry; show us the letter you are talking about a while ago in the car. Maybe we could find out whom the letter is from," Hermione said, sitting on Harry's bed.
"Okay, thanks for reminding me about that Herm," Harry said as he looked though his trunk that Mr. Granger had put at the foot of his bed.
"That's odd. I can't find it. I could only find the parcel," Harry said, putting the parcel on his bed. "Oh, never mind… I've got it right here," he said, closing his trunk.
Ron and Hermione took the letter from his hands and read it, their eyes and jaws opening wide around the middle part. (Even though the letter was short.)
"Harry, this letter is so damn scary…the eyes of your foe is watching your every move under the darkness?" Ron asked, his voice not really fluidly.
"And what's all this about the key and the light of the 'blue moon'? And are the friends the letter is talking about, is that us?" Hermione asked, trying to find a logical explanation.
"I don't know. By the way, could you help me right down another copy like this? I need to send it to Sirius. I'm going to ask him if he knows anything about this," Harry asked, opening the parcel.
"Sure, but open that parcel and tell me what's in it okay? I'll be right back. I just need to get some paper and a pen from my room okay?" Hermione said, walking out of the room.
"Harry, read the letter first. Maybe it's from the same person who sent you that weird letter," Ron said, handing Harry the envelope.
Harry took the letter and read it:
'Dear Harry:
This belongs to you and we feel that you have the right to know about your past. Your father would've explained it all to you but he couldn't because of what happened fifteen years ago. But please talk to Professor Dumbledore and your godfather, Sirius. We both know that this is all very shocking but once you know all of the facts, then we will reveal ourselves. But only when we feel it is the right time. Please take care of this heirloom and don't loose it. Your great-grandfather lost one part of this heirloom so it will be hard for you to solve it like your father whom never solved it. This will be a piece of your father's side of the family and also tell you about your roots.'
"Oh my gosh Harry! You have one hell of a mystery to solve. Open it and see what's so special about this "heirloom"," Ron said eagerly.
Harry opened the parcel as Hermione walked bake into the room to find…
"OH MY GOSH!" Ron and Hermione said at the same time.
Harry jumped and dropped what looked like a light blue crystal.
"HARRY BE CAREFUL!" Ron and Hermione shouted. Ron fell and to cushion the stone's fall.
"Harry, don't you ever do that again! You've could've broken that stone!" Hermione said, taking it out of Ron's hands.
"Why, what's so important about it? It's just a blue stone or crystal or whatever it is," Harry said, shrugging his shoulders.
"Yeah, but it isn't JUST an ordinary stone. It's called a 'Destiny Stone'. It has very special and strong magic in it when it is exposed to a very special light. I remembered reading about it. I have a book on it. I'll look for it after I've finished writing the other copy for you later," Hermione said, going back to her room.
"That's not all what the Destiny Stone does Harry. I know because my mum and dad were talking about them once. You-Know-Who is after them. They are really strong because of it's powers and because the each of the four founders of Hogwarts owned one part of the 'Destiny Star'. It was said that the four founders broke the stone apart because there were bad events happening at that time. And if the dark side got hold of the stone, then the powers would be used for dark magic.
"They passed down the stones from generation to generation. But the stone that belonged to the Slytherin family was somehow destroyed because the use of it was for dark magic and the real purpose for the stone was to make peace and protect the world from darkness. So, on a special night, the stone was somehow destroyed when it was exposed to the light of a special kind of moonlight. But that's what people has been saying. I don't really know the truth cause people have been changing the story.
"It was said that when all of the four stones were joined together again, The light side will easily conquer the dark side and will destroy the dark lord. But it could also do the same to the light side if the dark side got hold of all four stones," Ron said, a dark look on his face.
Harry thought for a minute. 'The stone was said to be destroyed by a kind of special moonlight.'
"I don't know how your family could've have this Destiny Stone as an heirloom! Do you think that…" Ron paused for a minute.
"I am not a descendant of any of the four Hogwarts founders okay?" Harry shouted.
"Fine, but it could be a possibility. I mean, you do have a part of the Destiny Stone. And that key that Sirius sent you, it said G.G. it could stand for 'Godric Gryffindor. You never know…" Ron said, trailing off.
***
"You think you could be me? You may be the famous Harry Potter! But you'll never beat me at Car Racing!" Ron said, laughing like a lunatic.
"Oh yeah? I lived with muggles who played this stuff. I know more than you Weasley!" Harry laughed back.
Hermione walked back into the room with a book in her hand.
"So I guess you really like playing with my cousin's 'Playstation' don't you?" she asked as she watched Harry loose to Ron.
"Ha! I told you! The famous Harry Potter lost to a common wizard!" Ron said, turning off the television and Playstation.
"So you finished writing the second copy Herm?" Harry asked Hermione as he turned around.
"Yeah, and I also sent it off with Hedwig if that's okay with you," Hermione asked.
"Of course it's okay. It's for Sirius anyway, so it doesn't really matter who sends it right?" Harry asked.
"Well, I also wrote in the letter that we would like him to write back to us and informed him that you were staying at my place with Ron for the rest of the summer. By the way, I found the book I was looking for. Remember I told you a few hours ago that I read somewhere about the 'Blue Moon' right?" Hermione asked, waiting for their answer.
"Yes…what about it? You found it already? It takes me about… a few weeks to find out the book or paper where I found information from," Ron said, thinking about his answer.
"Well, it says that the 'Blue Moon' will be shining every August 15th. And since it's July 31st, I thought that we could maybe think of a plan to it out and she what will happen to you Harry," Hermione said.
"Okay, but will I get hurt or anything?" Harry asked with a smile.
"No you won't. Now listen to this part about the Destiny Stone. It's kind of like the way that Ron has told us, except there's a bit more. But I'll read it out anyway," Hermione said, waiting for both Harry and Ron to sit on Harry's bed.
"The legendary 'Destiny Star' belonged the four founders of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. It is powerful to it's owner…well, owners in this case. The four founders used it for good causes. But during that time, bad things were happening. There was only one Destiny Star in the entire world and the 'Master' of the Dark Side wanted that stone badly. But the four founders didn't want to give to him. So he started killing muggles and killing their families and friends until the four founders finally decided to break it apart into five pieces.
"Each founder was allowed to own only one piece of the star. They had to take real good care of it because one day, the Dark Side couldn't be controlled and the only thing to defeat it is if the Destiny Star is joined together.
"But the people who are now living in this century doesn't remember or know who are the descendants of Godric Gryffindor, Salazar Slytherin, Rowena Ravenclaw and Helga Hufflepuff anymore. But people said that the Destiny Stone that Slytherin owned was destroyed when it was exposed to some kind of moonlight.
"But do you know why and how it was destroyed?" Ron finally asked Harry or Hermione.
Hermione shook her head. "That part I don't know. I tried looking for it, but it got ripped out of this book. But maybe it's in 'Hogwarts: A History'. I'll check it out," Hermione said, running out of the room.
Harry looked at the stone that was in his hands.
"What about the part where you said that the Slytherin stone was destroyed because it was used for dark magic when it was exposed to the light of the 'Blue Moon'? Do you think that's the reason why it broke or is that just what people think?" Harry asked Ron, whom reading the letter again.
"I don't know. It's Hermione who always wants to find out the real facts. Not some myth or legend or whatever," Ron said. "But I feel kind of hungry right now. Don't you?" he asked Harry, rubbing his stomach.
"Yeah, I do feel kind of hungry. Hagrid sent me some sweets for my birthday, do you want some?" Harry asked, opening his trunk to get some sweets.
Half an hour later, while Ron and Harry were playing chess, an owl was tapping on the window.
Harry looked up and saw the owl carrying a letter.
"Hey, that's the same owl that delivered the Destiny Stone and the letter!" Harry said, running to the window to let the owl in. The owl flew into the room and stuck out its' leg with the letter.
Harry took the letter but before he could look at the owl again, it flew out the window.
"That owl always leaves before I could look at it again!" Harry told Ron and now Hermione who was walking into the room with a book in her hands.
"What owl? Did you get another letter Harry?" she asked, sitting down on the bed nearest to the window.
Harry opened the envelope and read the letter out loud for Ron and Hermione to hear.
'Dear Harry:
Don't worry dear, for this is the last letter that we will be sending to you before you go back to Hogwarts for your 5th year. We have finally decided that we want you to be near us. We are sending someone to pick you up on August 6th at 5:00pm to take you to stay with her. You know her very well for she has been someone under your nose. We will reveal ourselves to you on that date and explain your past and your duties. Your friends may come to stay with us if they like. For they will soon be in danger.'
Harry had a frustrated look on his face. "I don't believe this. I have to go with someone who I know because they are near to this…this person who is always writing to me. And they will be revealing themselves on that same day. Do you think that your parents would let you come with me when that person comes to pick me up on the 6th? I don't want to be alone. It might be a trick that Voldemort is setting up," Harry said, watching Ron and Hermione winch at the sound of Voldemort's name.
"Well, you just came here, the both of you. And I don't know with my parents since I did spend a week at Viktor's place…" Hermione said, a frown on her face. "But I'll try ask. What about you Ron?"
Ron thought for a moment. "I'll ask my mum tonight. I'll write her a note right now," Ron said, grabbing a piece of paper and a pen and started writing on the desk.
Later that evening, Mr. and Mrs. Granger, Hermione, Harry and Ron were all sitting around the dinner table.
"Did you ask them yet?" Harry whispered to Hermione. Hermione stared at her food then said; "I'll ask them right now."
"Mom, dad, Harry got a letter from his um…aunt who lives quite close to um…Diagon Alley. And they want him to stay with them for the rest of the summer because they want to explain to him about his past and about his ancestors. And he asking if I could go with him because he said that we could all go together maybe last day before we leave for King's Cross on September 1st," Hermione asked.
Harry saw Mr. and Mrs. Granger look at each other. "When would Harry's aunt come and pick him up?" Mrs. Granger asked, looking a bit disappointed that they wanted to stay with Harry's aunt than them.
"She will be coming next Thursday, August 6th. She said that I really need to come and if I want, I could ask my friends to come with me," Harry answered.
"Is Ron going also? Does his parents know about this already?" Mr. Granger asked.
"Yes, I've just sent Pig with a note telling her about it," Ron said, taking a drink of water.
"Well, if it's really important, then you could go Hermione. But I want you to behave and write to us. But meet us between platforms nine and ten because we want to bid you good-bye then okay?" Mrs. Granger said, smiling.
"Thanks mom! Thanks dad! I'll come home for Christmas then!" Hermione said smiling.
Six days past since Harry and Ron arrived at Hermione's house. Hermione took Ron and Harry on the muggle bus, to Westminster Abbey, and also to the mall where Ron enjoyed most of the stores. But they both acted very grumpy when Hermione was talking to some of her friends from her muggle school before she left for Hogwarts. They had to follow them to the clothes department since Harry didn't went to the mall in a very, and I mean very long time and Ron never went inside a mall before.
It was 8 o'clock in the morning when all three of them were downstairs eating their breakfast.
"Herm, what's that weird black box in the living room?" Ron said, walking into the living room and looking at the television.
Hermione and Harry laughed. "Ron, that's called a T.V. or television. You could watch movies and shows like 'Friends'." Hermione said, turning it on and off.
"Does it use plugs?" Ron wondered.
"Yes. It does. But there are some kinds of TVs that only needs batteries. We use to have one for camping. But we gave it away," Hermione said, sitting down on the couch. "By the way, did you pack all of your things? And I'm talking to the both of you," Hermione called to Harry and Ron.
"Yes and we just have to –" Harry stopped because there was a knock on the door.
Hermione got up and answered the door. There standing on the doorway was a lady who looked as if she was in her mid-thirty's. She was looking around the house.
When she finally noticed that someone answered the door, she spoke to Hermione in a sweet voice.
"Hi, I'm Mrs. Figgs. I'm here to pick up Harry. And would mind to tell him to hurry up please? I'm kind of in a rush because we don't have that much time to waste," she said.
Hermione stared at her for a minute then answered her back. "Sure, but would you like to come in?" Hermione asked, inviting her in the house.
Mrs. Figgs walked inside and waited for Hermione as she closed the door. Hermione then led her into the living room.
"Harry, Ron, this is Mrs. Figgs. She's here to pick Harry up," Hermione said, introducing Mrs. Figgs.
"Harry, we really need to be in a hurry because they are expecting us earlier than expected. And are these your friends who will be accompanying us on our trip and staying with us for the reminder of the summer?" Mrs. Figgs asked Harry as she stared at both Ron and Hermione.
"Yes. But why do we have to move quickly? In the letter it was said that you were going come and pick us up at 5 o'clock. But anyway, we'll just get our things upstairs," Harry said, following Ron and Hermione who were both climbing up the stairs.
"Hold it all of you!" Mrs. Figgs shouted, and all three kids froze. "All of your things are no longer upstairs. They are all at my place. Please gather your cloaks and meet me downstairs while I talk to your parents Ms. Granger," Mrs. Figgs said, walking over to Mr. and Mrs. Granger.
"Why do we have to hurry up?" Hermione said as they ran up the stairs. They all walked into their rooms and grabbed their cloaks.
They ran back downstairs and waited for Mrs. Figgs. "Are we all ready?" Mrs. Figgs called from behind them.
"Yes." They all answered.
"Alright then!" Mrs. Figgs said then clapped her hands.
"GOOD BYE HERMIONE! REMEMBER WHERE TO MEET US AT KING'S CROSS!" Mrs. Granger called out as they were led to the fireplace.
"Okay, this is really powerful magic so let's all shout out, 'Godric's Cove' okay? On three. One…two…three!" Mrs. Figgs said as they all shouted "GODRIC'S COVE!" on three.
They were suddenly surrounded by colourful swirls and always twirling around and around.
When they finally stopped moving Harry stood up and cleaned his glasses.
"HARRY!" he heard someone shout. But it didn't sound like Hermione and Ron. When he put back his glasses he saw…
"Mom? Dad?"