Harry Potter and The Prophecy Of Gryffindor
Chapter 2: Home Again
"Boy! Hurry up, I'm hungry!" came the loud voice of Harry's Uncle Vernon. The Dursley's had been treating Harry like filth ever since he walked through their door. They had no idea of the events that had preceded his return to 4, Privet Drive. the third task, Voldemort's rebirth, Cedric- he couldn't stop blaming himself for Cedric Diggory's death. Images flashed through his mind, a clearing, a snake-like man rising, and a high-pitched voice: 'Kill the spare.'
Harry's train of thought was cut off by a small owl flying through his window and zooming round the room as Hedwig looked on with disapproval. It was Ron's owl, Pig.
Harry, If you want to come to the Burrow, we'll pick you up tomorrow at 2. Ask the Muggles. If they say yes, send Pig back with your answer. If they say no, send Pig back anyway. (Don't ruddy keep my owl, you've already got one!) Ron
Harry scribbled a hasty reply; 'I haven't asked them, but go ahead! See you then.'
*** 2 o'clock the next day came quickly. Harry had his Howarts things packed in his bedroom, unknown to the Dursley's. Harry was waiting in the living room, until, with a small 'pop', Mr Weasley apparated in front of the fire. Uncle Vernon, sensing something was wrong, stormed into the room. "What are you doing here?" he asked with distaste. "I'm taking Harry to stay with my family. Now, unless you've any objections?" Vernon didn't look happy about this turn of events, but he wasn't about to voice his objection to a man who had since blown up half his living room. "Now Harry, here's a Portkey, just say 'The Burrow' and it'll transport you there." Harry bit his lip. Mr Weasley couldn't know that the last time he had traveled by Portkey was at the end of the third task, when- "The Burrow!"
*** As soon as Harry landed he could see the atmosphere was tense. Mrs. Weasley hurried over, her smile strained. "Harry, dear. How are you?" "I'm fine thanks, Mrs. Weasley." he replied. Ron saw Harry and came over to him. "Harry mate, how are you?" "I'm fine Ron, what's the problem?" "It's Ginny-"
A high-pitched scream pierced the air.
Chapter 2: Home Again
"Boy! Hurry up, I'm hungry!" came the loud voice of Harry's Uncle Vernon. The Dursley's had been treating Harry like filth ever since he walked through their door. They had no idea of the events that had preceded his return to 4, Privet Drive. the third task, Voldemort's rebirth, Cedric- he couldn't stop blaming himself for Cedric Diggory's death. Images flashed through his mind, a clearing, a snake-like man rising, and a high-pitched voice: 'Kill the spare.'
Harry's train of thought was cut off by a small owl flying through his window and zooming round the room as Hedwig looked on with disapproval. It was Ron's owl, Pig.
Harry, If you want to come to the Burrow, we'll pick you up tomorrow at 2. Ask the Muggles. If they say yes, send Pig back with your answer. If they say no, send Pig back anyway. (Don't ruddy keep my owl, you've already got one!) Ron
Harry scribbled a hasty reply; 'I haven't asked them, but go ahead! See you then.'
*** 2 o'clock the next day came quickly. Harry had his Howarts things packed in his bedroom, unknown to the Dursley's. Harry was waiting in the living room, until, with a small 'pop', Mr Weasley apparated in front of the fire. Uncle Vernon, sensing something was wrong, stormed into the room. "What are you doing here?" he asked with distaste. "I'm taking Harry to stay with my family. Now, unless you've any objections?" Vernon didn't look happy about this turn of events, but he wasn't about to voice his objection to a man who had since blown up half his living room. "Now Harry, here's a Portkey, just say 'The Burrow' and it'll transport you there." Harry bit his lip. Mr Weasley couldn't know that the last time he had traveled by Portkey was at the end of the third task, when- "The Burrow!"
*** As soon as Harry landed he could see the atmosphere was tense. Mrs. Weasley hurried over, her smile strained. "Harry, dear. How are you?" "I'm fine thanks, Mrs. Weasley." he replied. Ron saw Harry and came over to him. "Harry mate, how are you?" "I'm fine Ron, what's the problem?" "It's Ginny-"
A high-pitched scream pierced the air.