Harry's Fifth Year
by Ron Squeasley
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, names, Logos, and all related, Some names I made up, indicated with a (*) first time it appears. I own the plot(c)
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CHAPTER 2: Home Sweet Home
"NO!" Screamed Harry "He'll die!"
Sirius understood, he swooped down immediately, Sirius was undoubtedly a good flier, When they reached Uncle Vernon twenty feet from the ground, he took out his wand and cast it Uncle Vernon, "mobilize", Muttered Sirius.
It was as though an invisible parachute had swept over Uncle Vernon, and he slowed down his fall, and floated to the ground. Sirius then soared back into the sky. A silence had casted over them, and then Harry asked "where are we off?"
"Surprise." Said Sirius quickly
Only down the street from Number 4, Sirius swept onto Number 13 Privet Drive's lawn.
Sirius then hopped of the broomstick and knocked on the door, and no one answered. Sirius brandished his wand at it and said "alohamora!"
And the door magically opened. Sirius walked in the door and yelled "Arabella!" And summoned Harry inside.
A familiar young woman appeared at the top of a staircase, though Harry couldn't make out who she was.
"Sirius, you're back, and you've got him I presume?" Said the woman, "Hi, Harry, long time no see."
"Miss," said Harry, "where have I seen you before? I think I remember you from somewhere."
The woman named Arabella disappeared in the next room. Harry started to feel funny, like his body was being sucked inside out, becoming dazed, from standing in this strangers house, that he recognized. Then an old woman Harry recognized as Mrs. Figg walked out.
"Mrs. Figg! You live here, I remember, now" Harry remembered, "Where is Arabella?"
Mrs. Figg took off her wig, and Arabella appeared. Harry was caught off guard, He yelled "YOU POSSESSED MRS. FIGGS BODY!" Yelled Harry as he took out his wand, lifted it up-
"NOOO!", Yelled Sirius, "MOBILICORPUS!"
Harry was frozen, he couldn't move, He didn't know why he was frozen, the last thing he remembered he was in Mrs. Figgs house. Then he heard a voice:
"Finite Incantatem" He recognized the voice as Sirius's, and fell to the ground.
"Where am I?" Harry said as if He had just woken up from a horrible dream.
"What came over you" he heard Sirius's voice
"I don't know. Maybe I'm just tired?" Harry said confusedly.
"Maybe you should go to bed. We can explain a few things tomorrow." Said Mrs. Figg.
"I'm sorry" Harry apologized.
"I understand" said Arabella in shock.
She and Sirius led Harry up the stairs, into a comfortable looking bedroom with a man in it reading a book.
"Perkins's" said Mrs. Figg. "Harry is going to use this room, ok? The cat's can sleep with us tonight."
"I've already sung them lullaby's an' Read them their bedtime stories an' all, but ok,
whatever you say, get up, Toodles, Woodles, Smoodles, Koodles, and Rex."
Just then an owl came in the window and landed on Perkins's lap.
He quickly read it.
"Arthur, wants me to tend to Mundungus Fletcher, He's always got muggle artifacts bewitched." Said Perkins.
"Arthur Weasley?" Asked Harry, "I presume you are his assistant in The Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Office, and you lent us that tent last year!"
"Yes, Harry" explained Perkins, "I am his assistant, I would love to chat, but I have to be off." And with a swish of a cloak and a small pop, he was gone.
"He'll be back in a couple of hours, hope he lets old Mundungus off, we have somewhere to go tomorrow, Perkins is sometimes forgetful about things like that."
"Where are you going tomorrow?" Asked Harry curiously.
"You'll see", explained Mrs. Figg, "Now, bed."
"Night Sirius, Night Arabella," said Harry climbing in to the bed.
"Good Night", said both Mrs. Figg and Sirius in unison.
Harry lay back and thought of the night's events. He was finally away from the Dursley's. Why would Professor Dumbledore let him come here, but not to the Weasley's? He was now with Sirius, and Mrs. Figg, Strange enough that Mrs. Figg was with Sirius and Perkins. "She must be a witch", Harry thought, but if she was a witch, Why didn't she think Sirius was innocent? Then words came into Harry's head: "Sirius, Please contact Remus Lupin, Arabella Figg, And Mundungus Fletcher..." but where was Lupin? And with that thought Harry fell asleep.
Harry awoke to a yell the next morning.
"OH NO!" It was Mrs. Figg.
Harry rushed down the stairs, Sirius at his tail.
"What is it?" Asked Harry and Sirius, panting "what happened?"
Mrs. Figg thrusted a letter at them. Sirius picked it up and read:
Dear Mrs. Arabella Figg, Mr. Perkins Figg is in our care. He was found at the Fletcher Residence around 5:00 this morning, splinched with an arm out of his head, which is attached to his other arms elbow. No inner splinching was found, so his condition is minor and is being fixed now. Mr. Fletcher and Mr. Weasley are here with him, and Mr. Perkins requesting your acquaintance.
Dr. Aberforth Dumbledore
St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical injuries and Maladies
"Yikes", said Harry, flinching, He knew what splinching was only too well. It was when you Apparated or Disapparated and left part of your body behind, or got your body parts mixed up.
"Harry and Sirius get ready to take off for London." Said Mrs. Figg, her voice full of seriousness, concern, and sympathy, all at the same time, she assed "Harry, we might as well go to Diagon Alley as well, we will talk about everything tonight."
Harry and Sirius understood. Harry went upstairs and collected his moneybag, and changed into his spare robes, blue ones he had bought at Gladragz Wizardwear in Hogsmeade the previous year. He walked downstairs to find Sirius, transformed into his dog form, and Mrs. Figg ready to go. Mrs. Figg pulled out a flowerpot and handed Harry and Sirius a pinch of Floo Powder. She walked over, threw it into the fire, and said "St. Mungo's!"
Harry and Sirius followed behind her. Harry hated traveling by the Floo Network, He spun and spun around and finally landed in a odd normal looking hospital, with no electricity, because Wizards didn't use it, they used their powers and wands for anything. He followed Mrs. Figg and Sirius, in his Animagus form down the corridor. Then he saw a familiar face.
"Dumbledore!" Said Harry, "what are you doing here?"
"Do I know you?" Said Dumbledore "you don't look familiar."
"It's me-" Harry said but Mrs. Figg cut him off.
"Harry, This is Albus Dumbledore's brother, Aberforth", said Mrs. Figg, "Father, where is Perkins?"
"Recuperating, you may go in if you'd like." Said Aberforth.
"He's your Dad!" Said Harry curiously, "So my Headmaster Dumbledore is your Uncle."
"Yes Harry," said Mrs. Figg "I will explain everything tonight."
Harry couldn't believe it. Mrs. Figg was a witch. The Mrs. Figg.
The Mrs. Figg, who scolded him when he stayed at her house. The Mrs. Figg who made him stale birthday cake, The Mrs. Figg who looked after him when the Dursley's went away.
"She sure does need to explain a thing or two", thought Harry, walking into Perkins room.
"Hi, Mr. Weasley!" said Harry spotting Mr. Weasley.
"Hi, Harry!?", said Mr. Weasley, confused, "Harry, what are you doing here?"
"He's here with me, Arthur," explained Mrs. Figg, "He is in me and Snuffles care now."
"Snuffles?", said Mr. Weasley, "Oh! Snuffles!"
Arabella shot a look at Mr. Weasley. Just then Perkins woke up.
"Where am I?" Asked Perkins wearily.
"Hospital", said everyone in unison.
"How's my son-in-law, Perkins?" Said Dr. Aberforth, walking in.
"You guys have a lot of explaining to do." said Harry.
"Harry," said Mrs. Figg, "We will get to that tonight."
Harry spent until noon at St. Mungo's and found everything there fascinating. Nothing was electrical, like in normal Hospitals, Every thing from the door handles to the window latches was magical. Then they headed to Diagon Alley.
by Ron Squeasley
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, names, Logos, and all related, Some names I made up, indicated with a (*) first time it appears. I own the plot(c)
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CHAPTER 2: Home Sweet Home
"NO!" Screamed Harry "He'll die!"
Sirius understood, he swooped down immediately, Sirius was undoubtedly a good flier, When they reached Uncle Vernon twenty feet from the ground, he took out his wand and cast it Uncle Vernon, "mobilize", Muttered Sirius.
It was as though an invisible parachute had swept over Uncle Vernon, and he slowed down his fall, and floated to the ground. Sirius then soared back into the sky. A silence had casted over them, and then Harry asked "where are we off?"
"Surprise." Said Sirius quickly
Only down the street from Number 4, Sirius swept onto Number 13 Privet Drive's lawn.
Sirius then hopped of the broomstick and knocked on the door, and no one answered. Sirius brandished his wand at it and said "alohamora!"
And the door magically opened. Sirius walked in the door and yelled "Arabella!" And summoned Harry inside.
A familiar young woman appeared at the top of a staircase, though Harry couldn't make out who she was.
"Sirius, you're back, and you've got him I presume?" Said the woman, "Hi, Harry, long time no see."
"Miss," said Harry, "where have I seen you before? I think I remember you from somewhere."
The woman named Arabella disappeared in the next room. Harry started to feel funny, like his body was being sucked inside out, becoming dazed, from standing in this strangers house, that he recognized. Then an old woman Harry recognized as Mrs. Figg walked out.
"Mrs. Figg! You live here, I remember, now" Harry remembered, "Where is Arabella?"
Mrs. Figg took off her wig, and Arabella appeared. Harry was caught off guard, He yelled "YOU POSSESSED MRS. FIGGS BODY!" Yelled Harry as he took out his wand, lifted it up-
"NOOO!", Yelled Sirius, "MOBILICORPUS!"
Harry was frozen, he couldn't move, He didn't know why he was frozen, the last thing he remembered he was in Mrs. Figgs house. Then he heard a voice:
"Finite Incantatem" He recognized the voice as Sirius's, and fell to the ground.
"Where am I?" Harry said as if He had just woken up from a horrible dream.
"What came over you" he heard Sirius's voice
"I don't know. Maybe I'm just tired?" Harry said confusedly.
"Maybe you should go to bed. We can explain a few things tomorrow." Said Mrs. Figg.
"I'm sorry" Harry apologized.
"I understand" said Arabella in shock.
She and Sirius led Harry up the stairs, into a comfortable looking bedroom with a man in it reading a book.
"Perkins's" said Mrs. Figg. "Harry is going to use this room, ok? The cat's can sleep with us tonight."
"I've already sung them lullaby's an' Read them their bedtime stories an' all, but ok,
whatever you say, get up, Toodles, Woodles, Smoodles, Koodles, and Rex."
Just then an owl came in the window and landed on Perkins's lap.
He quickly read it.
"Arthur, wants me to tend to Mundungus Fletcher, He's always got muggle artifacts bewitched." Said Perkins.
"Arthur Weasley?" Asked Harry, "I presume you are his assistant in The Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Office, and you lent us that tent last year!"
"Yes, Harry" explained Perkins, "I am his assistant, I would love to chat, but I have to be off." And with a swish of a cloak and a small pop, he was gone.
"He'll be back in a couple of hours, hope he lets old Mundungus off, we have somewhere to go tomorrow, Perkins is sometimes forgetful about things like that."
"Where are you going tomorrow?" Asked Harry curiously.
"You'll see", explained Mrs. Figg, "Now, bed."
"Night Sirius, Night Arabella," said Harry climbing in to the bed.
"Good Night", said both Mrs. Figg and Sirius in unison.
Harry lay back and thought of the night's events. He was finally away from the Dursley's. Why would Professor Dumbledore let him come here, but not to the Weasley's? He was now with Sirius, and Mrs. Figg, Strange enough that Mrs. Figg was with Sirius and Perkins. "She must be a witch", Harry thought, but if she was a witch, Why didn't she think Sirius was innocent? Then words came into Harry's head: "Sirius, Please contact Remus Lupin, Arabella Figg, And Mundungus Fletcher..." but where was Lupin? And with that thought Harry fell asleep.
Harry awoke to a yell the next morning.
"OH NO!" It was Mrs. Figg.
Harry rushed down the stairs, Sirius at his tail.
"What is it?" Asked Harry and Sirius, panting "what happened?"
Mrs. Figg thrusted a letter at them. Sirius picked it up and read:
Dear Mrs. Arabella Figg, Mr. Perkins Figg is in our care. He was found at the Fletcher Residence around 5:00 this morning, splinched with an arm out of his head, which is attached to his other arms elbow. No inner splinching was found, so his condition is minor and is being fixed now. Mr. Fletcher and Mr. Weasley are here with him, and Mr. Perkins requesting your acquaintance.
Dr. Aberforth Dumbledore
St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical injuries and Maladies
"Yikes", said Harry, flinching, He knew what splinching was only too well. It was when you Apparated or Disapparated and left part of your body behind, or got your body parts mixed up.
"Harry and Sirius get ready to take off for London." Said Mrs. Figg, her voice full of seriousness, concern, and sympathy, all at the same time, she assed "Harry, we might as well go to Diagon Alley as well, we will talk about everything tonight."
Harry and Sirius understood. Harry went upstairs and collected his moneybag, and changed into his spare robes, blue ones he had bought at Gladragz Wizardwear in Hogsmeade the previous year. He walked downstairs to find Sirius, transformed into his dog form, and Mrs. Figg ready to go. Mrs. Figg pulled out a flowerpot and handed Harry and Sirius a pinch of Floo Powder. She walked over, threw it into the fire, and said "St. Mungo's!"
Harry and Sirius followed behind her. Harry hated traveling by the Floo Network, He spun and spun around and finally landed in a odd normal looking hospital, with no electricity, because Wizards didn't use it, they used their powers and wands for anything. He followed Mrs. Figg and Sirius, in his Animagus form down the corridor. Then he saw a familiar face.
"Dumbledore!" Said Harry, "what are you doing here?"
"Do I know you?" Said Dumbledore "you don't look familiar."
"It's me-" Harry said but Mrs. Figg cut him off.
"Harry, This is Albus Dumbledore's brother, Aberforth", said Mrs. Figg, "Father, where is Perkins?"
"Recuperating, you may go in if you'd like." Said Aberforth.
"He's your Dad!" Said Harry curiously, "So my Headmaster Dumbledore is your Uncle."
"Yes Harry," said Mrs. Figg "I will explain everything tonight."
Harry couldn't believe it. Mrs. Figg was a witch. The Mrs. Figg.
The Mrs. Figg, who scolded him when he stayed at her house. The Mrs. Figg who made him stale birthday cake, The Mrs. Figg who looked after him when the Dursley's went away.
"She sure does need to explain a thing or two", thought Harry, walking into Perkins room.
"Hi, Mr. Weasley!" said Harry spotting Mr. Weasley.
"Hi, Harry!?", said Mr. Weasley, confused, "Harry, what are you doing here?"
"He's here with me, Arthur," explained Mrs. Figg, "He is in me and Snuffles care now."
"Snuffles?", said Mr. Weasley, "Oh! Snuffles!"
Arabella shot a look at Mr. Weasley. Just then Perkins woke up.
"Where am I?" Asked Perkins wearily.
"Hospital", said everyone in unison.
"How's my son-in-law, Perkins?" Said Dr. Aberforth, walking in.
"You guys have a lot of explaining to do." said Harry.
"Harry," said Mrs. Figg, "We will get to that tonight."
Harry spent until noon at St. Mungo's and found everything there fascinating. Nothing was electrical, like in normal Hospitals, Every thing from the door handles to the window latches was magical. Then they headed to Diagon Alley.