CHAPTER #2 A/N: Sorry I haven't written in a while, it was Thanksgiving, and I was eating a lot. So now chapters will come faster. Ok R&R please!

A/N: I don't know why I bother with hitting the bold, italic, or underline buttons in ms word. but from other authors I know it might work once in a while.

NOTICE: I am now spelling Hermione's name correctly. please, please, no pictures.

You know. H/H might not happen for a while. and I do promise longer chapters (as story gets longer. so do the chapters I always say; though quidditch chapters are sometimes much shorter).

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter characters. now think about this. anything you don't recognize- I own! As the story progresses, I will tell you what I own that is new!!!

Chapter #2

Mrs. Figg, Hermoine, and Hermoine' s house

"You know, you really shouldn't do that to people," Harry said. "How did you get here?"

"Portkey," Hermione said. "Dumbledore sent me. You have to come back to my house."

"Hermione!" Harry said. "I thought you could only use a Portkey once without using dark magic." (A/N: my fiction, my laws. *Laughs evilly while people stare*)

"Um, yeah. I kind of, well, forgot to ask how to get back," she said, blushing.

"Don't worry. I think I know who can help us. We'll have to climb out the window though."

They walked down the street, and finally, it was Hermione to talk first. "Where are we going?" she finally asked him.

"Well, this lady who used to sort of baby sit me for the Dursleys. I think she can help us."

"Ok, I'm following your lead then."

"Wise choice," he said, knocking on the door. "Don't say anything that isn't about the muggle world, okay?"

"Okay," she said as the door opened.

"Harry, what are you doing here? Where are the Dursleys?" Mrs. Figg asked.

"They're still sleeping. I have to ask you a few questions that I think will help me and Hermione here out," he said.

"Well, I'll do my best to try and answer them."

"First, do you believe in magic?"

"Yes, as a matter of fact, I do," she said

"Okay, good. Do you believe magical people, or wizards, possess wands?"

"Yes again."

"Do you believe you have magical powers of some sort?"

"Yes."

"Alright, last. Are you a muggle?"

"Absolutely not!" she said.

"Didn't think so," said Harry smiling. "And am I correct in assuming you are Arabella Figg?"

"Well, of course," she said. "Why don't you come in?"

"What about Hermione?"

"She can come in too." They walked into the kitchen. "Does this have anything to do with Sirius?" she then asked.

"No, well, it might. I'm not sure. That's not the problem, though. You see, it all started when Hermione showed up at the Dursley's this mourning. Professor Dumbledore sent her by Portkey. Then, I reminded her that you can only use a Portkey once, without dark magic, that is."

"So you need my help to go to, er, Hermione's house, right?"

"Yep," Hermione said.

"Do you have a compass?"

"Yeah. the one from the broomstick service kit you gave me Hermione!" Harry said.

"Do you know which direction to fly?" asked Mrs. Figg.

"I'm positive it's Northeast," said Hermione.

"Okay then. Thanks, Mrs. Figg," Harry said when they left.

~*~

Back at the Dursley's house, Harry got his broom and compass. Then he remembered that you never know when you'll need your wand.

"Um Harry? Do you think we could, you know, not fly?" Hermione asked.

"Is little Hermione scared of a little broom ride?" Harry asked.

"Well, yeah. What if I fall?"

"I'll catch you."

"But what if you don't?" she asked.

"I will."

"Fine. But next time we won't fly."

"Deal," he said. They left so fast that Harry doubted that anyone who was up saw them. They flew above the clouds, heading northeast.

"You can open your eyes, you know," Harry said after a few minutes.

"No thanks. I think I'll keep them closed."

"Okay. But you don't know what you're missing," he said. Hermione opened her eyes just as Harry did a twist. She screamed but calmed down pretty quickly.

~*~

"You should probably check to see where we are," said Hermione, opening her eyes. Harry pushed into a dive though the clouds. "That's the church I used to go to. We're only a couple of blocks away!" she said.

"Good, looking back to see your eyes closed was getting boring," he said. She hit him. "Ouch!" he pretended to lose control of the broom but Hermione didn't fall for it. She pointed out her house and Harry sped for her front garden, trying not to be seen. "That's the biggest house I've ever seen! Well, except Hogwarts."

"Yeah, it is big to me too," she said, pulling a key out of her pocket. She put it in the lock, turned it, and open the door.
Hermione's mother came as she heard the door open. She showed them into the sitting room, where they saw Dumbledore and Sirius Black.

"Hi Sirius and professor," they both said. Dumbledore then told them to sit down.

"Now," Dumbledore said. "You're probably wondering why you're here, aren't you, Harry?" Harry nodded.
"I'm wondering too," Hermione added

"Well, Sirius here, he has been freed when Mr. Weasley heard Voldemort talking to Wormtail at his new job," Dumbledore said.

"Really?!?" Harry asked.

"Yes," Sirius replied.

"YES!!! No more Dursley's!" Harry said.

"Do you have a house yet?" Hermione asked.

"Yes, I've had one prepared for him," said Dumbledore. "You can visit if you'd like, Miss Granger."

"Great! I'll go ask if I can come," she said.

A/N: whoa! Hands hurt. Remember, chapters will now get up faster. I'm going to start typing chapter 3 and writing chapter 5 tonight.

*Shakes collecting tin* Review please!