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Harry awoke feeling unusually hungry. He hadn't been able to suss out his dream at all and it was beginning to bug him. He knew those voices, and who was the baby?
As Harry was sitting there thinking, Hedwig flew into the window and was knocked out. Harry tutted and opened the window pulling her inside. She gave an exasperated hoot and collapsed, she was starting to get like Errol.
Harry looked at the letter, thinking it was from Blaise, but it wasn't her usual writing.
Harry opened it, was from Sirius.
Harry, I really need to talk to you soon, face to face, it is something very important that I have wanted to tell you for a very long time now. When can I next see you?
Reply ASAP
Sirius
Harry felt his stomach turn over. He could almost hear Sirius' voice, stern and serious. Harry's hands were shaking. He was a little scared.
He picked up his quill and scrawled.
Will b @ Diagon alley on wed, Haz
Harry poked Hedwig to wake her. She awoke slowly, hooted again and reached for the mail as another bird reached the window.
This owl was the colour of burnt sugar, with great bright piercing blue eyes. It had large pointy claws and a sharp beak, but it still looked nice and calm, holding a long looking letter in a pale blue envelope. Harry wasn't sure whether it was the letter, the bird or just general instinct, but he knew the letter was from Blaise. He carefully carried Hedwig to the window and set her off to fly. As she disappeared into the distance, Harry took attention to the other bird who was now ruffling it's feathers importantly.
Deciding not to make himself endure the tension much longer, he stroked the owls head and lured the letter away from it's pointed beak.
Harry, I might be able to meet you. School doesn't start until September 11th; don't you think that is strange? Apparently there is business that Dumbledore has to attend to. My parents will be down on Friday, but you mustn't be near my father, as I fear he may try to kill you, you aren't his favourite person. Keep in touch See you then,
Yours,
BlaiseZambini
Harry read the letter over, but upon smelling cooking downstairs decided to wait until later to reply.
When Harry got down he found his large cousin Dudley at the table, piling his plate high with bacon, leaving only two rashers for Harry. Although Harry was small and skinny, this didn't mean he wasn't hungry, but still he helped himself to the remaining rashers and a single burnt crust.
" What are you doing today boy?" His Uncle Vernon spat, spraying Harry with bits of fried egg.
Harry struggled to stop himself saying 'What's it to do with you?' So, because he knew the Dursley's could be handy for him occasionally, he tried the civil approach.
" Nothing really, keeping out of your way, keeping myself vaguely occupied."
Vernon Dursley leaned closer to Harry, darkly.
" What are you really thinking of doing you filthy little slime bag?"
Harry had rapidly lost his civil. Now he was edging towards his exploding. He decided to bring up Sirius, it was always a good conversation curver, of course he would skip the fact he was innocent, but being smooth and truthful was always the best policy, right?
" Actually, I was writing to my godfather, you see he likes to check up on me, if he knew now how you were treating me, he would definitely want revenge, you know, with him being a murderer and all, I bet he could think of some pretty sweet revenge."
Vernon's usually meat red face was speedily changing colour.
" What do you mean? We haven't been treating you badly, have we Pentunia?" He stuttered.
" Well, we'll have to wait for his opinion won't we? He keeps his watchful eye on this house.." Harry whispered. He then heard Hedwig arrive back, " Ah, that will be him now!"
Harry ran up the stairs quickly, taking in the sheer pleasure of seeing the Dursley's look so scared.
When he got upstairs he decided to reply to Blaise. He picked up his quill and began to think. After ten minutes he decided to write.
Ok. C u then, Harry
Then Harry sat down on his bed and waited to Sirius' reply. Watching Hedwig become invisible flying through the white clouded sky.
Thanks for reading!!!! I hope you enjoyed it! Plz read my other pics if u have a sec it's make me so much happier. And also plz review this one if you can. Ps. I'm not telling who Harry's real dad is because that would ruin the end. PLZ plz plz review my fanfics. All my love Lottie.com
Harry awoke feeling unusually hungry. He hadn't been able to suss out his dream at all and it was beginning to bug him. He knew those voices, and who was the baby?
As Harry was sitting there thinking, Hedwig flew into the window and was knocked out. Harry tutted and opened the window pulling her inside. She gave an exasperated hoot and collapsed, she was starting to get like Errol.
Harry looked at the letter, thinking it was from Blaise, but it wasn't her usual writing.
Harry opened it, was from Sirius.
Harry, I really need to talk to you soon, face to face, it is something very important that I have wanted to tell you for a very long time now. When can I next see you?
Reply ASAP
Sirius
Harry felt his stomach turn over. He could almost hear Sirius' voice, stern and serious. Harry's hands were shaking. He was a little scared.
He picked up his quill and scrawled.
Will b @ Diagon alley on wed, Haz
Harry poked Hedwig to wake her. She awoke slowly, hooted again and reached for the mail as another bird reached the window.
This owl was the colour of burnt sugar, with great bright piercing blue eyes. It had large pointy claws and a sharp beak, but it still looked nice and calm, holding a long looking letter in a pale blue envelope. Harry wasn't sure whether it was the letter, the bird or just general instinct, but he knew the letter was from Blaise. He carefully carried Hedwig to the window and set her off to fly. As she disappeared into the distance, Harry took attention to the other bird who was now ruffling it's feathers importantly.
Deciding not to make himself endure the tension much longer, he stroked the owls head and lured the letter away from it's pointed beak.
Harry, I might be able to meet you. School doesn't start until September 11th; don't you think that is strange? Apparently there is business that Dumbledore has to attend to. My parents will be down on Friday, but you mustn't be near my father, as I fear he may try to kill you, you aren't his favourite person. Keep in touch See you then,
Yours,
BlaiseZambini
Harry read the letter over, but upon smelling cooking downstairs decided to wait until later to reply.
When Harry got down he found his large cousin Dudley at the table, piling his plate high with bacon, leaving only two rashers for Harry. Although Harry was small and skinny, this didn't mean he wasn't hungry, but still he helped himself to the remaining rashers and a single burnt crust.
" What are you doing today boy?" His Uncle Vernon spat, spraying Harry with bits of fried egg.
Harry struggled to stop himself saying 'What's it to do with you?' So, because he knew the Dursley's could be handy for him occasionally, he tried the civil approach.
" Nothing really, keeping out of your way, keeping myself vaguely occupied."
Vernon Dursley leaned closer to Harry, darkly.
" What are you really thinking of doing you filthy little slime bag?"
Harry had rapidly lost his civil. Now he was edging towards his exploding. He decided to bring up Sirius, it was always a good conversation curver, of course he would skip the fact he was innocent, but being smooth and truthful was always the best policy, right?
" Actually, I was writing to my godfather, you see he likes to check up on me, if he knew now how you were treating me, he would definitely want revenge, you know, with him being a murderer and all, I bet he could think of some pretty sweet revenge."
Vernon's usually meat red face was speedily changing colour.
" What do you mean? We haven't been treating you badly, have we Pentunia?" He stuttered.
" Well, we'll have to wait for his opinion won't we? He keeps his watchful eye on this house.." Harry whispered. He then heard Hedwig arrive back, " Ah, that will be him now!"
Harry ran up the stairs quickly, taking in the sheer pleasure of seeing the Dursley's look so scared.
When he got upstairs he decided to reply to Blaise. He picked up his quill and began to think. After ten minutes he decided to write.
Ok. C u then, Harry
Then Harry sat down on his bed and waited to Sirius' reply. Watching Hedwig become invisible flying through the white clouded sky.
Thanks for reading!!!! I hope you enjoyed it! Plz read my other pics if u have a sec it's make me so much happier. And also plz review this one if you can. Ps. I'm not telling who Harry's real dad is because that would ruin the end. PLZ plz plz review my fanfics. All my love Lottie.com