A/N I don't own Harry Potter. Never will.
Thanks to the reviewers. I've always thought McGonagall was a bit motherly too.
Abandoned
Chapter 2
As Harry settled into life at the Weasleys he began to relax for the first time since the third task. Percy, who had moved out and was now living with his girlfriend Penelope, had left an empty room, which Harry had been more than glad to move into.
The room was relatively small but the walls were painted in autumn colours which Harry found very relaxing. Fred and George were always coming in for 'brainstorming sessions' whereby the three of them (and usually Ron) lazed around designing new products and deciding who they would be tested on back at Hogwarts.
Another new development in Harry's life (which he was most anxious to hide from Ron) was the fact that he and Ginny were growing closer. A couple of days ago they had shared their first kiss in the orchard behind the Weasley house.
However at this moment, Harry had other things on his mind. He was asleep and having a vision of Voldemort. Voldemort was talking to two people.
"You will attack Potter first. He will not suspect that type of attack. Kill him. If you fail I will then send you" Voldemort said turning to the second person "This boy is coming perilously close to fulfilling that ridiculous prophecy. IT MUST NOT BE ALOLOWED!"
The two people took a step backward before nodding grimly and disapperating
Harry awoke with a start and found that he was shaking - he had felt the fury of Voldemort as he had been shouting. He also felt the hate Voldemort harboured hitting him in waves. He had never thought it was possible to feel like that. Harry got out of bed and stood up. Ron was standing in the doorway, looking worried "Another nightmare?"
"No, I heard Voldemort talking to some people, assassins I think. They were plotting to kill me before 'I fulfil my destiny' whatever that means" Harry you've got to tell Dumbledore - maybe he can put more wards up. Did you hear him say that he knows you're here?"
"No. But he wouldn't be sending assassins unless he knew would he?" The two of them ran down the stairs and Harry spoke to Dumbledore over the fire while Ron filled Mrs Weasley in.
"What did he mean 'destiny'" Harry asked Dumbledore
"I believe he is referring to the vision Professor Trelawney had when you were a small baby. I have been loathe to tell you this until now, but basically you are supposed to kill (or at least harm) Voldemort when you are 15 years old. That is why he has been trying so hard to kill you."
"But I'm already 15"
"True, which is why Voldemort is getting worried. I don't think he believes the prophecy really but he fears death so much that he is not prepared to risk it. Harry the assassins that I think he hired are not actually wizards. They are muggles born with a special power. Each one is different."
"How many of these assassins are there?"
"Only two are currently in existence. I am surprised that they agreed so easily as these people are not inherently evil. He must have them scared."
"What powers do they have?"
"Each is different, but the advantage is that these people must work alone. Being too close together disrupts their power."
"Oh. We were supposed to go to Diagon Alley today, what with school starting tomorrow and everything - can I still go?"
"These assassins are not affected by wards so it doesn't matter where you are. Be careful and don't leave Molly's side."
"Yes sir."
"Good. See you tomorrow"
"Bye."
As Dumbledore's face disappeared from the fire, Ron and Mrs Weasley came in. The three of them sat at the kitchen table. "What did he say?" asked Mrs Weasley
"He said that they are assassins with an unknown magical power. They are not wizards so they can attack me anywhere. He said we could still go to Diagon alley."
"Okay Harry, but we all stick together. We are harder to attack as a group."
"Regretting taking me in yet?"
"Not for a second." Mrs Weasley said.
"Yeah, I mean, nobody can degnome like you!" Ron said, receiving an elbow in the ribs from his mother. At that moment Ginny came running in.
"Mum! I saw a grim!!!!" She looked positively terrified Harry jumped up, grinning
"Snuffels!" He ran outside and greeted the Huge black dog that was his godfather, Sirius. "come in. we can talk in my room. You nearly gave Ginny a heart attack!" The two of them walked back into the house. Ginny (still white as a sheet) was sitting with the twins and Mrs Weasley who was explaining about Sirius being an animagus and innocent of the crimes for which he was convicted.
"So he's innocent?" asked George
"And he's not a grim?" asked Ginny
"Sirius, transform." Said Harry. Sirius transformed back into a man and he sat down at the table with the others.
The seven of them sat and caught up on what the others had been doing. Sirius had been meeting with Dumbledore and 'the old crowd', in an attempt to reduce the chance of Voldemort taking over. Eventually Sirius asked
"Harry, please, could I talk to you, alone?"
"Yeah. We'll talk upstairs."
"Harry you can talk in here. We can leave." Mrs Weasley said.
"No it's OK, stay. Come on Padfoot." They stood up and headed upstairs. Just as Harry opened his bedroom door, he heard from downstairs
"Padfoot! The real, actual Padfoot?" in Fred's awed voice.
" Did you have to call me that?" Sirius asked. "Now I'm going to be stalked by two ginger pranksters for the rest of my life." Harry had told Sirius where he had got the marauders' map.
"Oh come on. You know you want to guide them in the ways of the prankster."
"Hmm. Yeah. It could be nice to get them to pull some practical jokes on Snape. Get some revenge for being mean to you all those years." The two of them sat on the side of the bed staring out of the window for a while.
"Sirius, what did you want to talk to me about?" "I heard that you'd heard about the prophecy, and I needed to make sure you were ok before I-"
"Before you what?"
"Dumbledore is sending me and Mundungus to search in Africa for an ancient tome, which is basically supposed to-"
"Stop!" A horrible thought had just occurred to Harry.
"What is it?" Sirius said worry crossing his face.
"Don't tell me your plan. What if Voldemort gets visions of things I do like I get visions of him? He could be listening right now. I mean, he may have overheard me saying about how guilty I was feeling about Cedric, which is why he conjured that blood onto my hand!"
"Bloody Hell. Okay. I won't say anything." Sirius paused and studied Harry before continuing. "Harry you are not responsible for what that - monster - does to people."
"So everyone keeps saying."
"it's true."
"Sirius, when will I see you next?"
"Soon, hopefully. I have to go now. Will you be alright?"
"I'm Ok. Go complete whatever mission you are on and come back. Don't let Voldemort harm you."
The two embraced briefly and Sirius left the room and headed out. Harry pulled on his shoes and got some money out of his trunk. There was a knock on the door. Ginny entered when Harry opened the door. "I like what you've done with this room. It was boring when Percy lived here."
"Thanks."
"So. When are we going to tell the others about us?"
"Not yet. I think Ron'd kill me if he found out that I had begun a relationship with his little sister, without asking his pernission"
"Permission?!" Ginny said looking angry
"I think it's sort of an unwritten law."
"Oookaay. But soon though?"
"Yeah."
That evening the Weasleys and Harry were walking back to the Leaky cauldron from Diagon Alley. They were laden down with bags of shopping. The sun was beginning to set, creating a lovely pink sky. They were chatting happily. "So Snuffles is really Padfoot?"
"Yeah. And Professor Lupin is Moony." Said Ron to George.
"My dad was Prongs" added Harry
"Wow. You are actually decended from one of them?"
"Yeah" Said Harry smiling. Mrs Weasley was smiling at the lighthearted conversation, but trying to look disapproving at the same time
"So it was your father who told me that I was a nosy old bat when I found the map in the boys room and was trying to discover what it did?" Harry reddened and as tried to suppress a snort of laughter at the picture of the look Mrs Weasley would have worn after reading it. (The map insulted people who were trying to read it without being 'up to no good') However Harry's attempt to remain calm disrupted his concentration and he tripped on a cobble stone, spilling most of the things that he was carrying.
"It's Okay, I'll see you in there. Ron give me a hand will you?"
The others stood carried on walking and stood outside of the pub, obviously wanting to keep an eye on Harry. As Harry and Ron were picking up the potion vials that had rolled everywhere, Harry saw something small and black running towards him so fast it was more like a blur. The next second, before he had time to react he felt a searing pain on his hand . He gave a yell and shook off what looked like a spider with a protective shell. Harry threw one of his bags at it and it landed directly atop the spider - thing.
"You Ok Harry?" asked Ginny as Mrs Weasley and the twins lifted the bag to see exactly what Harry had thrown off.
"I think so." Ron had managed to trap the creature in a potions jar (and handed it to George - Ron still hated spiders) and the six of them made their way back to the Burrow.
Arthur who was now home from work began comparing the creature to the animals in 'The Monster book of monsters' and Mrs Weasley began to cook. Fred, George, Ron and Ginny were playing exploding snap at the kitchen table. Harry went upstairs to sort out his new possessions. He supposed that he should have told someone that it had actually bitten him, as he forgot to in the excitement of everyone trying to decide what it was.
Harry looked at the back of his hand. You could probably count the fangs that thing had by the number of tiny holes it had made. Harry stood up and went to the bathroom across the hall to wash the wounds. Standing up again was a huge mistake. Harry's head was spinning. He grabbed onto his headboard for support. The spider thing may have been poisonous, why hadn't that occurred to him? Harry walked slowly back towards the stairs using the wall for support. He just began to descend the staircase when the world went from colourfully spinning to black.
A/N What did ya think? I think this chapter read as being a bit rushed, but I wanted to get Harry to Hogwarts. I may do the next chapter tonight as well so you'll get a double helping.
Thanks to the reviewers. I've always thought McGonagall was a bit motherly too.
Abandoned
Chapter 2
As Harry settled into life at the Weasleys he began to relax for the first time since the third task. Percy, who had moved out and was now living with his girlfriend Penelope, had left an empty room, which Harry had been more than glad to move into.
The room was relatively small but the walls were painted in autumn colours which Harry found very relaxing. Fred and George were always coming in for 'brainstorming sessions' whereby the three of them (and usually Ron) lazed around designing new products and deciding who they would be tested on back at Hogwarts.
Another new development in Harry's life (which he was most anxious to hide from Ron) was the fact that he and Ginny were growing closer. A couple of days ago they had shared their first kiss in the orchard behind the Weasley house.
However at this moment, Harry had other things on his mind. He was asleep and having a vision of Voldemort. Voldemort was talking to two people.
"You will attack Potter first. He will not suspect that type of attack. Kill him. If you fail I will then send you" Voldemort said turning to the second person "This boy is coming perilously close to fulfilling that ridiculous prophecy. IT MUST NOT BE ALOLOWED!"
The two people took a step backward before nodding grimly and disapperating
Harry awoke with a start and found that he was shaking - he had felt the fury of Voldemort as he had been shouting. He also felt the hate Voldemort harboured hitting him in waves. He had never thought it was possible to feel like that. Harry got out of bed and stood up. Ron was standing in the doorway, looking worried "Another nightmare?"
"No, I heard Voldemort talking to some people, assassins I think. They were plotting to kill me before 'I fulfil my destiny' whatever that means" Harry you've got to tell Dumbledore - maybe he can put more wards up. Did you hear him say that he knows you're here?"
"No. But he wouldn't be sending assassins unless he knew would he?" The two of them ran down the stairs and Harry spoke to Dumbledore over the fire while Ron filled Mrs Weasley in.
"What did he mean 'destiny'" Harry asked Dumbledore
"I believe he is referring to the vision Professor Trelawney had when you were a small baby. I have been loathe to tell you this until now, but basically you are supposed to kill (or at least harm) Voldemort when you are 15 years old. That is why he has been trying so hard to kill you."
"But I'm already 15"
"True, which is why Voldemort is getting worried. I don't think he believes the prophecy really but he fears death so much that he is not prepared to risk it. Harry the assassins that I think he hired are not actually wizards. They are muggles born with a special power. Each one is different."
"How many of these assassins are there?"
"Only two are currently in existence. I am surprised that they agreed so easily as these people are not inherently evil. He must have them scared."
"What powers do they have?"
"Each is different, but the advantage is that these people must work alone. Being too close together disrupts their power."
"Oh. We were supposed to go to Diagon Alley today, what with school starting tomorrow and everything - can I still go?"
"These assassins are not affected by wards so it doesn't matter where you are. Be careful and don't leave Molly's side."
"Yes sir."
"Good. See you tomorrow"
"Bye."
As Dumbledore's face disappeared from the fire, Ron and Mrs Weasley came in. The three of them sat at the kitchen table. "What did he say?" asked Mrs Weasley
"He said that they are assassins with an unknown magical power. They are not wizards so they can attack me anywhere. He said we could still go to Diagon alley."
"Okay Harry, but we all stick together. We are harder to attack as a group."
"Regretting taking me in yet?"
"Not for a second." Mrs Weasley said.
"Yeah, I mean, nobody can degnome like you!" Ron said, receiving an elbow in the ribs from his mother. At that moment Ginny came running in.
"Mum! I saw a grim!!!!" She looked positively terrified Harry jumped up, grinning
"Snuffels!" He ran outside and greeted the Huge black dog that was his godfather, Sirius. "come in. we can talk in my room. You nearly gave Ginny a heart attack!" The two of them walked back into the house. Ginny (still white as a sheet) was sitting with the twins and Mrs Weasley who was explaining about Sirius being an animagus and innocent of the crimes for which he was convicted.
"So he's innocent?" asked George
"And he's not a grim?" asked Ginny
"Sirius, transform." Said Harry. Sirius transformed back into a man and he sat down at the table with the others.
The seven of them sat and caught up on what the others had been doing. Sirius had been meeting with Dumbledore and 'the old crowd', in an attempt to reduce the chance of Voldemort taking over. Eventually Sirius asked
"Harry, please, could I talk to you, alone?"
"Yeah. We'll talk upstairs."
"Harry you can talk in here. We can leave." Mrs Weasley said.
"No it's OK, stay. Come on Padfoot." They stood up and headed upstairs. Just as Harry opened his bedroom door, he heard from downstairs
"Padfoot! The real, actual Padfoot?" in Fred's awed voice.
" Did you have to call me that?" Sirius asked. "Now I'm going to be stalked by two ginger pranksters for the rest of my life." Harry had told Sirius where he had got the marauders' map.
"Oh come on. You know you want to guide them in the ways of the prankster."
"Hmm. Yeah. It could be nice to get them to pull some practical jokes on Snape. Get some revenge for being mean to you all those years." The two of them sat on the side of the bed staring out of the window for a while.
"Sirius, what did you want to talk to me about?" "I heard that you'd heard about the prophecy, and I needed to make sure you were ok before I-"
"Before you what?"
"Dumbledore is sending me and Mundungus to search in Africa for an ancient tome, which is basically supposed to-"
"Stop!" A horrible thought had just occurred to Harry.
"What is it?" Sirius said worry crossing his face.
"Don't tell me your plan. What if Voldemort gets visions of things I do like I get visions of him? He could be listening right now. I mean, he may have overheard me saying about how guilty I was feeling about Cedric, which is why he conjured that blood onto my hand!"
"Bloody Hell. Okay. I won't say anything." Sirius paused and studied Harry before continuing. "Harry you are not responsible for what that - monster - does to people."
"So everyone keeps saying."
"it's true."
"Sirius, when will I see you next?"
"Soon, hopefully. I have to go now. Will you be alright?"
"I'm Ok. Go complete whatever mission you are on and come back. Don't let Voldemort harm you."
The two embraced briefly and Sirius left the room and headed out. Harry pulled on his shoes and got some money out of his trunk. There was a knock on the door. Ginny entered when Harry opened the door. "I like what you've done with this room. It was boring when Percy lived here."
"Thanks."
"So. When are we going to tell the others about us?"
"Not yet. I think Ron'd kill me if he found out that I had begun a relationship with his little sister, without asking his pernission"
"Permission?!" Ginny said looking angry
"I think it's sort of an unwritten law."
"Oookaay. But soon though?"
"Yeah."
That evening the Weasleys and Harry were walking back to the Leaky cauldron from Diagon Alley. They were laden down with bags of shopping. The sun was beginning to set, creating a lovely pink sky. They were chatting happily. "So Snuffles is really Padfoot?"
"Yeah. And Professor Lupin is Moony." Said Ron to George.
"My dad was Prongs" added Harry
"Wow. You are actually decended from one of them?"
"Yeah" Said Harry smiling. Mrs Weasley was smiling at the lighthearted conversation, but trying to look disapproving at the same time
"So it was your father who told me that I was a nosy old bat when I found the map in the boys room and was trying to discover what it did?" Harry reddened and as tried to suppress a snort of laughter at the picture of the look Mrs Weasley would have worn after reading it. (The map insulted people who were trying to read it without being 'up to no good') However Harry's attempt to remain calm disrupted his concentration and he tripped on a cobble stone, spilling most of the things that he was carrying.
"It's Okay, I'll see you in there. Ron give me a hand will you?"
The others stood carried on walking and stood outside of the pub, obviously wanting to keep an eye on Harry. As Harry and Ron were picking up the potion vials that had rolled everywhere, Harry saw something small and black running towards him so fast it was more like a blur. The next second, before he had time to react he felt a searing pain on his hand . He gave a yell and shook off what looked like a spider with a protective shell. Harry threw one of his bags at it and it landed directly atop the spider - thing.
"You Ok Harry?" asked Ginny as Mrs Weasley and the twins lifted the bag to see exactly what Harry had thrown off.
"I think so." Ron had managed to trap the creature in a potions jar (and handed it to George - Ron still hated spiders) and the six of them made their way back to the Burrow.
Arthur who was now home from work began comparing the creature to the animals in 'The Monster book of monsters' and Mrs Weasley began to cook. Fred, George, Ron and Ginny were playing exploding snap at the kitchen table. Harry went upstairs to sort out his new possessions. He supposed that he should have told someone that it had actually bitten him, as he forgot to in the excitement of everyone trying to decide what it was.
Harry looked at the back of his hand. You could probably count the fangs that thing had by the number of tiny holes it had made. Harry stood up and went to the bathroom across the hall to wash the wounds. Standing up again was a huge mistake. Harry's head was spinning. He grabbed onto his headboard for support. The spider thing may have been poisonous, why hadn't that occurred to him? Harry walked slowly back towards the stairs using the wall for support. He just began to descend the staircase when the world went from colourfully spinning to black.
A/N What did ya think? I think this chapter read as being a bit rushed, but I wanted to get Harry to Hogwarts. I may do the next chapter tonight as well so you'll get a double helping.