Harry Potter and The Forgotten Alley

Authors Notes: This is the second half of the chapter; so this one should be pretty short as well (But longer then the previous one)

Disclaimer: J.K Rowling is the creator of Harry Potter, I do not own him, I only own characters that you have not read in any of the books, and the main plot. You have no right to sue me.

Chapter Two

               --- Cake-Delivering Birds

Harry Potter, of Number Four Privet Drive, woke up as his scar started to burn. Quickly the boy sat up, putting his head in his hands with his eyes closed, trying to remember what he had dreamt. Who was that person under the cloak? Why did Voldemort want to 'recruit' The Guardians, and who was this 'Final Guardian' that was about to be Voldemort's right-hand man? Harry thought as the pictures faded away, like holding sand in you bare hands, the dream pored away into nothing.

 After a long time, trying to retrace the dream from his memory, he gave up and searched for his glass on the bedside table, putting them on, he looked around the room, as his eyes laid on the digital clock only to see it strike 1:06 AM. As Harry got out of bed and walks to the wardrobe not to far away, he opens the door to reveal a mirror. As he starts to examine the scar under the untamed black hair, behind the spectacles were piercing but soft green eyes, just above them was the lightning-bolt scar.

 Tracing his finger across the scar, he realises that the pain, like the dream, was drifting away.. Slowly, the pain was gone, as if Harry was an ordinary boy, who just woke up from an ordinary dream to find that it is his birthday.

  But no, Harry isn't an ordinary boy, he is in fact a wizard, freshly come back from his fourth year at Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft and Wizardry. His nightmares have changed from Voldemort, his mortal-enemy that is trying to take over the wizarding world like he had tried before he met his downfall trying to kill the one-year-old Harry, to Cedric Diggory a Hufflepuff who died at the wrath of Voldemort when he touched the trophy of the Triwizard Tournament, which turned into a portalkey to send Harry, and only Harry to a trap. Harry still feels guilty and says it is his fault for the death of his fellow Hogwarts student, making him have nightmares of him, more then Voldemort. This was the first dream he had since last year of Voldemort, but what does it mean.

(NOTE: Okay, I just felt like putting that junk up there even though I know that people that are reading fan-fics would have read at least the first book.)

 Harry's trail of thought was broken off by a tapping noise on the window, it grew louder with every minute, and as Harry finally blinked and looked towards the window he saw his snowy-white owl, Hedwig, and another bird. This one was large and a dark blue colour, it looked almost like a phoenix, but much larger and the beak was long, black and curved, like one of those Muggle 'toucans'. As Harry rushed to open the window, hoping that his uncle, aunt and cousin where still asleep, he noticed that the large blue bird also carried a parcel. As Harry opened the window Hedwig flew over to Harry's bed, dropped the letter in its beak and waited for Harry to untie the pretty large brown box attached to her leg, while the large blue bird was still figuring out how to fit through the window, once it finally did, it stayed there like a trained dog, waiting for his master to come home. Harry rushed to Hedwig and untied the package; he then let her fly into her cage for a well-owned rest. Harry then moved towards the large blue bird and saw the package carried by it was on the floor, it was very large, and wrapped in some-sort of blue silk. The blue bird quickly stretched out its wing to reveal a letter magically attached to it. Harry cautiously took the letter from the bird, and with one quick movement the bird had flown through the window. As Harry moved to close the window, another shape appeared. After a long wait, the shape flashed through the streetlight, and Harry saw that it was two owls flying side by side. As the owls landed on the window seel, Harry saw that they were both brown large birds. One had a letter with the Hogwarts' symbol imprinted on it, while the other one, obviously Errol; the Weasley's family owl again also carried a package.

 "What's with all the packages all of a sudden?" Harry whispered to himself, knowing that no one is there to answer his question.

 Harry took the letter from the school owl and let it fly off, while he stood out of the way for Errol to fly through and onto the bed. Harry put down the letter on his bed and went back to the window and picked up the parcel the large blue bird left, also picking up the letter he left on the floor. Harry once again walked to the window, looking through it, just to make sure no Muggles saw all the owls, but also to check if there are any more owls on the way. After making sure there weren't any in the sky Harry closed the window and walked over to his bed where he examined all of the packages and letters.

 Harry started with the large blue package and letter that the blue bird left, hoping and guessing it was from Sirius Black. Yes, Harry was right, it was from Sirius. Harry decided to read the letter first.

       Dear Harry,

I hope the Muggles are treating you well, don't worry about them. And don't worry about me either; I am fine and well hidden. Like the bird? I picked it especially for night-time letters because it camouflages well in the night sky, eh? Well, I got you all the books you need for your school year, since I couldn't get my paws on a cake.. I hope that's fine with you. Oh! And you're in for a shock! I can't wait 'till the Hogwarts' school year starts again.

 Don't worry about Cedric, and if your scar starts to hurt again, contact me! Keep the Muggles out of your hair! Can't wait until your back at Hogwarts.. Big surprise coming your way!

           Sirius

 Harry put the letter on his bedside table and opened the package. It held, what looked like every book needed for his school year, but Harry decided to check once he opened the letter from Hogwarts, which he decided would go last.

 Harry then walked over to Errol, as he remembered that Errol too had a letter in his beak and a parcel attached to his leg. So Harry untied the package and took the letter from Errol, almost instantly Errol flew into Hedwig's cage and started to nibble on the rat still left over from Hedwig's meal.

 Harry looked at the letter, and saw Ron's messy handwriting and opened his letter.

             Hiya Harry!

How's it going? Herm's here with me, and mom says that you can come over soon; Dumbledore said it's fine if you come! It's mad over here though, Hermione's making me read 'Hogwarts: A History' saying that all the times it has helped us, that I should memorize it! She's gone bloody insane if you ask me! Fred and George are having a bloody good time up there in their rooms; I hear explosions during the night! I still can't figure out why mom can't hear it and figure out that their working on their joke shop again! That reminds me! Guess what? I got some new dress robes! Don't know how they got the money for them though! We'll pick you up tonight 8:00 PM okay? I don't care if the Muggles say no, you're comein' over!

                Ron

 P.S: Mom baked a cake for you! It's delicious! That's why Pig isn't the one to send it to you! Mom put an 'un-smashing' or something spell on it, so it won't get squashed if Errol get's lost or somethin'.

Harry looked at the parcel that came with Ron's letter, and it sure didn't look squished. Harry put the letter beside Black's and opened the parcel. It was a cake, it was humongous, and it was all chocolate with the writing 'Happy Birthday Harry' across the centre. It looked rather delicious. Harry took it and placed it on the floor next to the still open door of the wardrobe. Harry then walked back to his bed picked up the letter that Hedwig delivered, guessing it was Hermione's; he opened the letter and started to read this one.

      Dear Harry,

I hope your alright, I'm staying at Ron's and we're planning on going to Diagon Alley soon, so if you can't make it to Ron's by then, we should see you around Wednesday! My parent's made you some sugar-free snacks; we all don't want you to starve before we see you! Good luck with the Muggles, hope to see you soon, but if you can't get to Diagon Alley, we'll see you on the train!

Harry placed this one besides Ron's letter. Harry then took a step back and examined the three letters, proud of himself. He then quickly took Hermione's snacks and put them next to Ron's cake, walking back to his bed he remembers the letter from Hogwarts and opened it, reading through the list of books, he sees that Sirius had managed to get every single book he needed. Harry jumped on his bed and crossed of another day until September 1st.

 Harry glanced at the clock and saw that it was already 4:56 AM, deciding that since it was his birthday, he might as well start eating the cake, until Dudley wakes up and smells the cake that is. Harry started with the smallest piece and kept on eating.

 Soon the cake was half gone, and it was 1:00 PM. Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon still haven't woken up when suddenly a load knock has heard from out side his door and..

 "WAKE UP! ARE YOU AWAKE YET?! HURRY UP! Wake up!" he hears his Auntie's voice call out. "I'm awake! I'm wake!" Harry hears himself call out as he puts down a slice of cake; he cleans his hands on his trousers, and opens the door to come face to face with Petunia with her mouth open just about to shout again. She hands him a piece of paper and rushes down stairs again.

 As Harry breathes out, thankful that his aunt didn't see the cake, Harry rushes back into his room and puts the cake and snakes under the loose floorboard under his bed. Harry then looks at the piece of paper in his hands and sees that it's full of chores that he must do, the list is nearly full, except for the quarter on the bottom.

 Harry walks down stairs to the kitchen, even though he is full, he wants to sit down and figure out why he has double the chores he did yesterday.

 As Harry sits down he looks around him, his Uncle was reading the newspaper, and his Aunt was leaning on the kitchen sink, sipping tea and spying on the neighbours, while Dudley was sitting at the dinner table eating pork chops and watching his TV. Harry didn't think this was the best time to ask about his chores, but he wanted to get them finished so he can reply to Ron and Sirius. Harry stands up and slowly walks over to Aunt Petunia "Umm, Aunt Petunia, why do I.. Uhh, have more chores then I did yesterday?" Harry asked slowly and calmly. "Because we are having guests over! I don't want the same thing to happen as it did three years ago! So you will be staying in the cupboard! Start packing, and move!" Uncle Vernon answered Harry's question quickly and without a thought. "When are they coming?" Harry asked as he started to move closer to the stairs. "Tonight!" Vernon answered getting angrier by the second, so Harry decided that it was time to leave and start packing.