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Chapter Two THE PASSAGEWAY
"Looks pretty safe to me," commented Harry. He started forward, but Sirius grabbed his shoulder. "Don't you understand what they're trying to do?" Sirius asked. Harry shook his head. "They're trying to make you walk right into a trap. We can't go that way." He pointed a finger at the hole of blackness. Harry raised an eyebrow. "Sirius, that's the only way. We're not ghosts, we can't just go through walls." "Really, I didn't know?" Sirius muttered sarcastically. But suddenly he was serious again. "There has to be a way that we can't see." "How do we find it if we can't see it?" Harry asked. "I don't know. I doubt all we have to do is feel the walls. It might just be that, though." So they started feeling all the walls for openings. After a long time, Harry broke the silence. "Sirius, I feel stupid," Harry said. Sirius frowned at him, but not as if he was angry or annoyed. "Who wouldn't? But we're serious here. We have to er. live with the embarrassment." Harry snorted. "I'm serious," Sirius protested. "You sound like that to me," muttered Harry with heavy sarcasm. They both tried to keep a straight face for a second, then, suddenly, Sirius was sober and held a finger to his lips. "Sh, did you hear something," he whispered. Harry strained his ears. At first he couldn't hear anything, but then he heard it, the soft footfalls and the shallow breathing. The sound was coming from the wall not three yards away from where he stood. He pointed his wand there, but only saw the solid stone of the wall. Heart pounding, he stepped forward and touched the place. Nothing happened. He turned around to Sirius. "What spell do you think I should try?" he asked. "The simple ones, first," Sirius answered. "The unlocking spell." Harry turned back around. "Alohamora!" he said quietly. Still, nothing happened. He prodded it with his wand. His wand went through the wall. "C'mon," he told Sirius. Sirius slowly approached the wall. They both stuck one foot through. Then the other. Harry put his wand hand through with the wand and grasped it firmly. Then they put the rest of their bodies through, and what they saw on the other side made them wish they'd never taken these steps. It wasn't scary, but Harry's stomach suddenly felt like he'd just gone on the Double Shot for the first time. Two men were talking angrily, their wands in their hands. One was Vernon Dursley, and the other was. Albus Dumbledore. "My Master will be very pleased when I haul back your dead body, along with the boys! I will be his right-hand man." Uncle Vernon spat. "I don't think you'll bring back either body, but if you'd like, you can try." Dumbledore sounded calm. "Very well. Avada Cad-" "Stupify!" The man fell to the floor with a thud. "That was easier than I'd thought it'd be," Dumbledore muttered. Then to their surprise, Dumbledore looked at Harry and Sirius without shock. When he saw Harry's pale face, he began to explain. "Yes, Harry, your uncle is one of Voldemort's supporters. He was unable to answer Voldemort's call before because he was. er. tending to his son who goes to Durmstrang." "But Dudley's afraid of magic," Harry exclaimed. "I know. He always tries to avoid it. He didn't know that Hogwarts students weren't allowed to use magic that time before your second year, so he got really scared. He thought that was a real spell you were doing." "How do you know about that?" Dumbledore smiled. "I have my sources." "Where are we," Harry asked. "How do I know you're not on Voldemort's side? I thought you looked happy for a second when I was telling you what happened last year." "I was, but that's because the only way to beat Voldemort is when he's in full power." "So where does this place lead?" Sirius spoke up. "The Order of the Phoenix." Dumbledore said. "A secret tunnel was made in everyone's house who should join. It's a secret order. I don't really think you should be in it, but-" "Why can't Sirius be in it," Harry asked. "He is," answered Dumbledore. "So was your father. Harry, summon your Firebolt. We need to fly or we'll be late for the next meeting." "Ashio, Firebolt!" Harry said. His Firebolt zoomed to him, and Dumbledore tried to tell him where to go. He was interrupted by Sirius who said: "The map. We're Apparating." With a pop, Dumbledore and Sirius had vanished, and Harry was left alone. He took out the map and started to fly.
Chapter Two THE PASSAGEWAY
"Looks pretty safe to me," commented Harry. He started forward, but Sirius grabbed his shoulder. "Don't you understand what they're trying to do?" Sirius asked. Harry shook his head. "They're trying to make you walk right into a trap. We can't go that way." He pointed a finger at the hole of blackness. Harry raised an eyebrow. "Sirius, that's the only way. We're not ghosts, we can't just go through walls." "Really, I didn't know?" Sirius muttered sarcastically. But suddenly he was serious again. "There has to be a way that we can't see." "How do we find it if we can't see it?" Harry asked. "I don't know. I doubt all we have to do is feel the walls. It might just be that, though." So they started feeling all the walls for openings. After a long time, Harry broke the silence. "Sirius, I feel stupid," Harry said. Sirius frowned at him, but not as if he was angry or annoyed. "Who wouldn't? But we're serious here. We have to er. live with the embarrassment." Harry snorted. "I'm serious," Sirius protested. "You sound like that to me," muttered Harry with heavy sarcasm. They both tried to keep a straight face for a second, then, suddenly, Sirius was sober and held a finger to his lips. "Sh, did you hear something," he whispered. Harry strained his ears. At first he couldn't hear anything, but then he heard it, the soft footfalls and the shallow breathing. The sound was coming from the wall not three yards away from where he stood. He pointed his wand there, but only saw the solid stone of the wall. Heart pounding, he stepped forward and touched the place. Nothing happened. He turned around to Sirius. "What spell do you think I should try?" he asked. "The simple ones, first," Sirius answered. "The unlocking spell." Harry turned back around. "Alohamora!" he said quietly. Still, nothing happened. He prodded it with his wand. His wand went through the wall. "C'mon," he told Sirius. Sirius slowly approached the wall. They both stuck one foot through. Then the other. Harry put his wand hand through with the wand and grasped it firmly. Then they put the rest of their bodies through, and what they saw on the other side made them wish they'd never taken these steps. It wasn't scary, but Harry's stomach suddenly felt like he'd just gone on the Double Shot for the first time. Two men were talking angrily, their wands in their hands. One was Vernon Dursley, and the other was. Albus Dumbledore. "My Master will be very pleased when I haul back your dead body, along with the boys! I will be his right-hand man." Uncle Vernon spat. "I don't think you'll bring back either body, but if you'd like, you can try." Dumbledore sounded calm. "Very well. Avada Cad-" "Stupify!" The man fell to the floor with a thud. "That was easier than I'd thought it'd be," Dumbledore muttered. Then to their surprise, Dumbledore looked at Harry and Sirius without shock. When he saw Harry's pale face, he began to explain. "Yes, Harry, your uncle is one of Voldemort's supporters. He was unable to answer Voldemort's call before because he was. er. tending to his son who goes to Durmstrang." "But Dudley's afraid of magic," Harry exclaimed. "I know. He always tries to avoid it. He didn't know that Hogwarts students weren't allowed to use magic that time before your second year, so he got really scared. He thought that was a real spell you were doing." "How do you know about that?" Dumbledore smiled. "I have my sources." "Where are we," Harry asked. "How do I know you're not on Voldemort's side? I thought you looked happy for a second when I was telling you what happened last year." "I was, but that's because the only way to beat Voldemort is when he's in full power." "So where does this place lead?" Sirius spoke up. "The Order of the Phoenix." Dumbledore said. "A secret tunnel was made in everyone's house who should join. It's a secret order. I don't really think you should be in it, but-" "Why can't Sirius be in it," Harry asked. "He is," answered Dumbledore. "So was your father. Harry, summon your Firebolt. We need to fly or we'll be late for the next meeting." "Ashio, Firebolt!" Harry said. His Firebolt zoomed to him, and Dumbledore tried to tell him where to go. He was interrupted by Sirius who said: "The map. We're Apparating." With a pop, Dumbledore and Sirius had vanished, and Harry was left alone. He took out the map and started to fly.