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Chapter 5: Making the Grave
Harry had a cold feeling wash over him.
"I was only kidding, I really didn't want them dead." Harry thought to him self as he recalled the dream Hermione had told them about early.
"Ahhh Mr. Potter, Mr. Black and Mr. Weasley." Cornelius Fudge said as they enter his bright green office.
"Harry since you were their family, other than you uncle's sister. You and her have to make the funeral arrangements, but only if you want." Fudge said trying to sound as sad as he could.
Harry wasn't really listening to any of the words the man was saying. He just wanted to be back at the Burrow where it was warm and safe, instead of in this cold and ill colored office.
Sirius turned to Harry and put his hand on Harry's shoulder. "Harry lets just go home and finish your birthday okay." Sirius said to him in a warm fatherly voice.
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Back at the Burrow, the fair was glowing, Ginny and Hermione were playing a game of muggle poker, ( They weren't gambling I hope :: Shakes her finger at them::) With Fred and George trying to play and cheat at the same time.
Harry was up stairs in Ron's room, hiding under Ron's bed. (Harry was the monster under the bed. Ohhh) It was the only place where felt as though the whole world wasn't looking at him.
Hedwig would drop some cookie piece at the edge of the bed, in hopes Harry would eat some thing so she would know that he was okay.
"He's been under my bed for the last three hours, and I'm sleepy and would like to go to bed." Ron whined.
"Well just go to bed. Harry will move when he is ready." Hermione said as she put down all four aces. "Hey look I win again."
"NO I will not. It is very to sleep on your bed when your best friend is hiding under it." Ron yelled now stomping around the living room.
"Ron come with me." Sirius said pulling Ron up the stairs.
Hedwig was cooing softly to Harry in a very low hoot. Harry could see Ron's bare feet, and Sirius's black boots.
"Harry can you please come out from under there?" Ron asked yawning.
"Yes Harry, Nothing is going to while you are here, or while around." Sirius said placing his large hand under the bed for Harry to take.
Harry sighed and slowly placed his hand in to Sirius's, who carefully pulled Harry from under the bed. As soon as Harry was no longer under the bed, Ron was in it snoring away.
"Hey get some sleep too. We'll talk more about this in the morning." Sirius said as he turned into his black dog form, and jumped on to Harry's bed and laid down at Harry's feet.
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The next morning the rain was falling hard and slamming into Ron's window. Harry rolled over to see the sky was covered in a thick dark gray blanket. Then Harry though to him self.
"I don't want to go. They never did any thing for me. But yet she was my mother's sister, and Mum would want me to go."
Harry's train of thought was broken when he heard Sirius coming up the stairs. "Coming on Harry put on some clothes. We have to go to the muggle world to meet with your aunt."
After about six hours they found Harry's aunt stuffing her face with dounuts. She didn't want to have Harry at her bother's funeral. She told Harry that if he would have just die as a baby she would not be in this mess. Then she told him to leave and never to come back.
"Well that was a waste of time. God that woman was a bitch." Sirius said looking down at Harry who was looking down at he ground.
"That's okay. I didn't want to help her or go to their funerals any way." Harry answered.
Chapter 5: Making the Grave
Harry had a cold feeling wash over him.
"I was only kidding, I really didn't want them dead." Harry thought to him self as he recalled the dream Hermione had told them about early.
"Ahhh Mr. Potter, Mr. Black and Mr. Weasley." Cornelius Fudge said as they enter his bright green office.
"Harry since you were their family, other than you uncle's sister. You and her have to make the funeral arrangements, but only if you want." Fudge said trying to sound as sad as he could.
Harry wasn't really listening to any of the words the man was saying. He just wanted to be back at the Burrow where it was warm and safe, instead of in this cold and ill colored office.
Sirius turned to Harry and put his hand on Harry's shoulder. "Harry lets just go home and finish your birthday okay." Sirius said to him in a warm fatherly voice.
***********************
Back at the Burrow, the fair was glowing, Ginny and Hermione were playing a game of muggle poker, ( They weren't gambling I hope :: Shakes her finger at them::) With Fred and George trying to play and cheat at the same time.
Harry was up stairs in Ron's room, hiding under Ron's bed. (Harry was the monster under the bed. Ohhh) It was the only place where felt as though the whole world wasn't looking at him.
Hedwig would drop some cookie piece at the edge of the bed, in hopes Harry would eat some thing so she would know that he was okay.
"He's been under my bed for the last three hours, and I'm sleepy and would like to go to bed." Ron whined.
"Well just go to bed. Harry will move when he is ready." Hermione said as she put down all four aces. "Hey look I win again."
"NO I will not. It is very to sleep on your bed when your best friend is hiding under it." Ron yelled now stomping around the living room.
"Ron come with me." Sirius said pulling Ron up the stairs.
Hedwig was cooing softly to Harry in a very low hoot. Harry could see Ron's bare feet, and Sirius's black boots.
"Harry can you please come out from under there?" Ron asked yawning.
"Yes Harry, Nothing is going to while you are here, or while around." Sirius said placing his large hand under the bed for Harry to take.
Harry sighed and slowly placed his hand in to Sirius's, who carefully pulled Harry from under the bed. As soon as Harry was no longer under the bed, Ron was in it snoring away.
"Hey get some sleep too. We'll talk more about this in the morning." Sirius said as he turned into his black dog form, and jumped on to Harry's bed and laid down at Harry's feet.
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The next morning the rain was falling hard and slamming into Ron's window. Harry rolled over to see the sky was covered in a thick dark gray blanket. Then Harry though to him self.
"I don't want to go. They never did any thing for me. But yet she was my mother's sister, and Mum would want me to go."
Harry's train of thought was broken when he heard Sirius coming up the stairs. "Coming on Harry put on some clothes. We have to go to the muggle world to meet with your aunt."
After about six hours they found Harry's aunt stuffing her face with dounuts. She didn't want to have Harry at her bother's funeral. She told Harry that if he would have just die as a baby she would not be in this mess. Then she told him to leave and never to come back.
"Well that was a waste of time. God that woman was a bitch." Sirius said looking down at Harry who was looking down at he ground.
"That's okay. I didn't want to help her or go to their funerals any way." Harry answered.