Finding New Means
Chapter 1: Chaos
Harry Potter was jolted awake as he heard the creak of a lone stair in the eerily silent house. He did not consider himself irregular but he knew he was not normal, even in the wizarding world. It had been about five yeas since that fateful night in which he had been informed by a giant named Hagrid that he was a wizard and that he was the only wizard in the wizarding world that had ever defeated the Dark Lord, Voldemort. He was jolted out of his reveries as he heard yet another creak in the not- so-old house. He grabbed his wand, which he knew would be of no help unless he wanted to get expelled from his second home Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, but nonetheless it gave him a feeling of security. As he turned from his trunk, from which he had just fetched his wand, he just had time to see a heavy block of cement and a glimmering silver hand in the moonlight before he fell into blackness.
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Albus Dumbledore arrived out front of four privet drive with a small 'pop'. He had found out that the Dark Lord, Voldemort, had learned how to break the protection charms surrounding Harry and that he was planning an attack on the boy. He had to get Harry out of the house and to Hogwarts before Voldemort achieved his plans. Dumbledore was in such a hurry that he forgot to knock on the door of the house and just murmured "Alohamora" under his breath before taking the stairs two at a time. What he was faced with at the top of the stairs sent chills up his spine. The three Dursleys were looking horror-stricken with traces of grief and fear on their faces. He immediately realized what must have happened and the beginnings of disbelief slowly crept into his mind. Feeling, suddenly, very shaken he moved numbly in to the smallest bedroom of the house and turned on the one light in the room which cast a dim light around the shadowy room. He noticed a large cement block on the floor and just barely stifled a cry when he saw a long stick not far from the block, which he recognized as Harry's wand. Harry had been captured by the Dark Lord before he could get him to safety and his one mean of protection was here at the house. Dumbledore slowly moved to the wand picked it up and pocketed it before moving out of the room and, just barely holding back his tears of fear for the boy, made his way to the entrance of the house.
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Dumbledore flinched at the angry words of Sirius, Harry's godfather, as he told him that Harry was gone. "WHAT DO YOU MEAN HARRY'S GONE?" Sirius yelled. "I mean" Said Dumbledore calmly. "that Harry has been kidnapped." "By who?" Sirius roared. "Lord Voldemort." Dumbledore replied sadly. "And the worst part is" Dumbledore continued. "that he doesn't have his wand to defend himself." As he said this he pulled out the long wooden stick from his top drawer of his desk. Sirius, who was shocked at this revelation, starred at the wand as if it were a poisonous snake that was trying to kill him. Sirius, looking pale, sank weakly into a nearby chair. "Well have you sent some aurors or someone to get him?" Sirius asked his eyes never wavering from the wand. "No, we can't do that Sirius; it is too much of a risk as it will only result in putting more people in danger. Plus, we have no clue where he is." Dumbledore said. "Albus, Harry is a fifteen year old boy with no wand for protection while in the Dark Lord's and you are sitting here telling me we can't help him! Well I think it is in you best interest to send someone after him before I start causing chaos in the wizarding world!!!" Sirius screamed, standing up and breathing heavily. "Sirius" Dumbledore said. "Harry is a very powerful wizard he may even be more powerful than Voldemort or I, and I believe that if he really wants to he can escape Voldemort alive with or without his wand." Sirius looked defeated. "So there's nothing we can do?" He asked, tears threatening to fall. "No Sirius, we just have to trust Harry and don't put yourself in danger as it will only make it worse for him." "Man, he goes from the Third task to this. I mean it doesn't seem like he is ever going to get a break." Sirius said angrily. "I know Sirius, I know." Dumbledore replied sadly. "I'll let you know if anything happens." "Ok well I have got to see Remus about a little someone special now that my trial is coming up. And to think Harry never even knew I might be freed." Dumbledore allowed a little smile to break across his face. "Ok, I'll keep in touch." Dumbledore replied. With that, Sirius walked out of Dumbledore's office and started toward Remus's office.
A/N: Ok I had this story up before but I took it down in order to make some changes to it. If you read it before you might notice that the 1st chapter is still the same but I would recommend reading the next couple of chapters as I have made some big and small changes. Please review and let me know what you think and if you have any ideas let me know. If you guys like it I will update soon.
Chapter 1: Chaos
Harry Potter was jolted awake as he heard the creak of a lone stair in the eerily silent house. He did not consider himself irregular but he knew he was not normal, even in the wizarding world. It had been about five yeas since that fateful night in which he had been informed by a giant named Hagrid that he was a wizard and that he was the only wizard in the wizarding world that had ever defeated the Dark Lord, Voldemort. He was jolted out of his reveries as he heard yet another creak in the not- so-old house. He grabbed his wand, which he knew would be of no help unless he wanted to get expelled from his second home Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, but nonetheless it gave him a feeling of security. As he turned from his trunk, from which he had just fetched his wand, he just had time to see a heavy block of cement and a glimmering silver hand in the moonlight before he fell into blackness.
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Albus Dumbledore arrived out front of four privet drive with a small 'pop'. He had found out that the Dark Lord, Voldemort, had learned how to break the protection charms surrounding Harry and that he was planning an attack on the boy. He had to get Harry out of the house and to Hogwarts before Voldemort achieved his plans. Dumbledore was in such a hurry that he forgot to knock on the door of the house and just murmured "Alohamora" under his breath before taking the stairs two at a time. What he was faced with at the top of the stairs sent chills up his spine. The three Dursleys were looking horror-stricken with traces of grief and fear on their faces. He immediately realized what must have happened and the beginnings of disbelief slowly crept into his mind. Feeling, suddenly, very shaken he moved numbly in to the smallest bedroom of the house and turned on the one light in the room which cast a dim light around the shadowy room. He noticed a large cement block on the floor and just barely stifled a cry when he saw a long stick not far from the block, which he recognized as Harry's wand. Harry had been captured by the Dark Lord before he could get him to safety and his one mean of protection was here at the house. Dumbledore slowly moved to the wand picked it up and pocketed it before moving out of the room and, just barely holding back his tears of fear for the boy, made his way to the entrance of the house.
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Dumbledore flinched at the angry words of Sirius, Harry's godfather, as he told him that Harry was gone. "WHAT DO YOU MEAN HARRY'S GONE?" Sirius yelled. "I mean" Said Dumbledore calmly. "that Harry has been kidnapped." "By who?" Sirius roared. "Lord Voldemort." Dumbledore replied sadly. "And the worst part is" Dumbledore continued. "that he doesn't have his wand to defend himself." As he said this he pulled out the long wooden stick from his top drawer of his desk. Sirius, who was shocked at this revelation, starred at the wand as if it were a poisonous snake that was trying to kill him. Sirius, looking pale, sank weakly into a nearby chair. "Well have you sent some aurors or someone to get him?" Sirius asked his eyes never wavering from the wand. "No, we can't do that Sirius; it is too much of a risk as it will only result in putting more people in danger. Plus, we have no clue where he is." Dumbledore said. "Albus, Harry is a fifteen year old boy with no wand for protection while in the Dark Lord's and you are sitting here telling me we can't help him! Well I think it is in you best interest to send someone after him before I start causing chaos in the wizarding world!!!" Sirius screamed, standing up and breathing heavily. "Sirius" Dumbledore said. "Harry is a very powerful wizard he may even be more powerful than Voldemort or I, and I believe that if he really wants to he can escape Voldemort alive with or without his wand." Sirius looked defeated. "So there's nothing we can do?" He asked, tears threatening to fall. "No Sirius, we just have to trust Harry and don't put yourself in danger as it will only make it worse for him." "Man, he goes from the Third task to this. I mean it doesn't seem like he is ever going to get a break." Sirius said angrily. "I know Sirius, I know." Dumbledore replied sadly. "I'll let you know if anything happens." "Ok well I have got to see Remus about a little someone special now that my trial is coming up. And to think Harry never even knew I might be freed." Dumbledore allowed a little smile to break across his face. "Ok, I'll keep in touch." Dumbledore replied. With that, Sirius walked out of Dumbledore's office and started toward Remus's office.
A/N: Ok I had this story up before but I took it down in order to make some changes to it. If you read it before you might notice that the 1st chapter is still the same but I would recommend reading the next couple of chapters as I have made some big and small changes. Please review and let me know what you think and if you have any ideas let me know. If you guys like it I will update soon.