Disclaimer: Same as Chapter One.
Chapter 2: Disturbance at the Dursley's
Harry lay on the floor of the kitchen with his head in his arms. On the floor next to him was the frying pan with the Dursley's breakfast still sizzling. Harry's cry of pain coursed an annoyed Vernon Dursley to look up from the morning paper.
"What's all this noise about boy, do you want the whole street to hear you? Now get up and carry on with the cooking, I have a very important meeting today in London and I need a good breakfast". Vernon's idea of a good breakfast was a double full English breakfast.
"Vernon, what's the matter? Oh, it's you boy. What is that mess on my kitchen floor? Why that's hot fat, you ungrateful little worm, we feed you and clothe you, how do you repay us, by trying to burn the house down. Into the cupboard with you, now" with that she marched him to the cupboard under the stares, slamming the door after her.
Harry sat in the dark and musty cupboard in total shock. Didn't they see he was in pain? He needed to write to Dumbledore fast, this was serious; Voldemort had a new headquarters, in the heart of muggle London. Finding a scrap of paper and an old quill he planned out the letter.
Dear Professor Dumbledore, I have had another vision. This is serious, a muggle is dead and Voldemort has gained more support. I do not know how the ministry are handling the news of Voldemort's return but I do know that they are being followed by something called the Order of the Phoenix, if it is any help I can tell you that Voldemort is hiding in muggle London, using his muggle name, Tom Riddle. The H.Q is in a tall modern office block on the 20th floor. I believe the name of the building is St. Leonards House. In my vision I saw Wormtail, Crabb, Goyle, Snape and several members of the ministry who I recognise from your pensive, I hope this helps in your fight against evil. Yours truly, H. Potter
Rereading the letter he decided it had enough information, on a second thought he wrote out another letter addressed to Sirius Black, his Godfather, Hedwig would no where to find him, she always did.
Quietly he sneaked out of the cupboard and quickly jumped over the squeaky step, if he was caught escaping form him his makeshift prison he would surely be severely punished. He entered his room and went over to the cage which he found padlocked, thinking back to what his best friend, Ron Weasley's brothers had taught him he took out a paper clip and fiddled the lock until he heard a soft click, telling him he was in. pulling off the padlock he tied the two letters to the owl's leg and feed her an owl treat.
He watched his only friend in the house fly away over the rooftops then slowly he crept down to the cupboard under the stairs to study he spell books. He had done a lot of studying over the holiday. His last encounter with Voldemort had left him severally shaken, but he did not dwell on it, even when his friend, Cedric Diggory, had been killed at the had of Wormtail, there would be many more deaths in the war between light and dark, it was a bleak thought but it was all that kept him reliving the terrors of his past every night.
Harry must have fallen asleep because next thing he remembered was a ring at the bell and his Uncle Vernon calling for him to open the door. Rubbing the dust and cobwebs off of his shirt and hair he went to the door. Who he saw there shocked him even more that the dream.
Albus Dumbledore stood in the doorway with a big black dog. Vernon walked into the hallway and stopped dead. (AN: opps, I haven't mentioned Dudley yet, fat pig) Vernon didn't move or say a thing, his face had gone pale and his eyes where fixed. "Daddy, where's my comic book?" Dudley had walked into the hall, his eyes went from his still Dad to the long bearded man to the giant dog. "MUMMY!!" he screamed "Harry's brought one of his freak people" at this Dumbledore raised an eyebrow to Harry, his eyes sparkling.
"Mr. Dursley, if you please, we need to get Harry out of this place as soon as possible. He, as well as your whole family, are in great danger." Vernon was moving now, but only slightly. He was shakeing from head to toe, not in fear, but in anger.
"Get out, and take this excuse for a human being with you" he shouted. The dog began to curl its lip at this, its teeth bared made it look like a monster. Harry went to stand by the door stroking its head whilst Dumbledore went to Harry's room to collect his things.
A couple of minutes later Dumbledore was back carrying a miniature version of Harry's school trunk in his left hand. With a look from Dumbledore they all walked out of the door, leaving the Dursleys looking very scared. Without turning round Dumbledore pointed his wand at the house and he muttered an incantation and the house seemed to glow red and gold for a second.
"Where are we going Sir?" asked Harry puffing to keep up with the old man and the dog, they were walking very fast away from the house. Harry saw Dumbledore glance at the road and, following his glance, saw an old beer can lying in the gutter. A Portkey. Harry smiled this only meant one thing. They where going somewhere magical.
But where?
Chapter 2: Disturbance at the Dursley's
Harry lay on the floor of the kitchen with his head in his arms. On the floor next to him was the frying pan with the Dursley's breakfast still sizzling. Harry's cry of pain coursed an annoyed Vernon Dursley to look up from the morning paper.
"What's all this noise about boy, do you want the whole street to hear you? Now get up and carry on with the cooking, I have a very important meeting today in London and I need a good breakfast". Vernon's idea of a good breakfast was a double full English breakfast.
"Vernon, what's the matter? Oh, it's you boy. What is that mess on my kitchen floor? Why that's hot fat, you ungrateful little worm, we feed you and clothe you, how do you repay us, by trying to burn the house down. Into the cupboard with you, now" with that she marched him to the cupboard under the stares, slamming the door after her.
Harry sat in the dark and musty cupboard in total shock. Didn't they see he was in pain? He needed to write to Dumbledore fast, this was serious; Voldemort had a new headquarters, in the heart of muggle London. Finding a scrap of paper and an old quill he planned out the letter.
Dear Professor Dumbledore, I have had another vision. This is serious, a muggle is dead and Voldemort has gained more support. I do not know how the ministry are handling the news of Voldemort's return but I do know that they are being followed by something called the Order of the Phoenix, if it is any help I can tell you that Voldemort is hiding in muggle London, using his muggle name, Tom Riddle. The H.Q is in a tall modern office block on the 20th floor. I believe the name of the building is St. Leonards House. In my vision I saw Wormtail, Crabb, Goyle, Snape and several members of the ministry who I recognise from your pensive, I hope this helps in your fight against evil. Yours truly, H. Potter
Rereading the letter he decided it had enough information, on a second thought he wrote out another letter addressed to Sirius Black, his Godfather, Hedwig would no where to find him, she always did.
Quietly he sneaked out of the cupboard and quickly jumped over the squeaky step, if he was caught escaping form him his makeshift prison he would surely be severely punished. He entered his room and went over to the cage which he found padlocked, thinking back to what his best friend, Ron Weasley's brothers had taught him he took out a paper clip and fiddled the lock until he heard a soft click, telling him he was in. pulling off the padlock he tied the two letters to the owl's leg and feed her an owl treat.
He watched his only friend in the house fly away over the rooftops then slowly he crept down to the cupboard under the stairs to study he spell books. He had done a lot of studying over the holiday. His last encounter with Voldemort had left him severally shaken, but he did not dwell on it, even when his friend, Cedric Diggory, had been killed at the had of Wormtail, there would be many more deaths in the war between light and dark, it was a bleak thought but it was all that kept him reliving the terrors of his past every night.
Harry must have fallen asleep because next thing he remembered was a ring at the bell and his Uncle Vernon calling for him to open the door. Rubbing the dust and cobwebs off of his shirt and hair he went to the door. Who he saw there shocked him even more that the dream.
Albus Dumbledore stood in the doorway with a big black dog. Vernon walked into the hallway and stopped dead. (AN: opps, I haven't mentioned Dudley yet, fat pig) Vernon didn't move or say a thing, his face had gone pale and his eyes where fixed. "Daddy, where's my comic book?" Dudley had walked into the hall, his eyes went from his still Dad to the long bearded man to the giant dog. "MUMMY!!" he screamed "Harry's brought one of his freak people" at this Dumbledore raised an eyebrow to Harry, his eyes sparkling.
"Mr. Dursley, if you please, we need to get Harry out of this place as soon as possible. He, as well as your whole family, are in great danger." Vernon was moving now, but only slightly. He was shakeing from head to toe, not in fear, but in anger.
"Get out, and take this excuse for a human being with you" he shouted. The dog began to curl its lip at this, its teeth bared made it look like a monster. Harry went to stand by the door stroking its head whilst Dumbledore went to Harry's room to collect his things.
A couple of minutes later Dumbledore was back carrying a miniature version of Harry's school trunk in his left hand. With a look from Dumbledore they all walked out of the door, leaving the Dursleys looking very scared. Without turning round Dumbledore pointed his wand at the house and he muttered an incantation and the house seemed to glow red and gold for a second.
"Where are we going Sir?" asked Harry puffing to keep up with the old man and the dog, they were walking very fast away from the house. Harry saw Dumbledore glance at the road and, following his glance, saw an old beer can lying in the gutter. A Portkey. Harry smiled this only meant one thing. They where going somewhere magical.
But where?