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Ron flipped through the pages of the Daily Prophet as he sat outside. He was feeling extremely bored. His best friend, Harry Potter was not exactly acting like a best friend should. He had written him at least seventeen times. But he had not received a reply yet. Ron was starting to worry about, Harry after all, You-Know-Who was after him.

Pushing his thoughts aside, Ron continued to read. One article caught his eye because it was about his school. He read the short article quickly. He found out that Muggle Studies was going to be a required course.

Sources say that Hogwarts headmaster, Dumbledore, is making Muggle Studies a

Required course for the students at his school. He is yet to offer any explanation, although

It may involve the dark lord. The staff of Hogwarts has made it abundantly clear that the wizarding world will soon know the reasons behind this.

"I wonder why they are doing that," Ron said out loud as he set the Daily Prophet aside and picked up a pen and piece of paper. He began to write:

Dear Harry,

Not much has changed since the last letter I sent you. I hope you are ok, and so does Hermione. I will be at Diagon Alley next week, and I hope that I will see you there. Please answer this letter, because everyone is beginning to worry about you. See you!

Ron

He sent the letter, with his owl, Pig.

"Did you just send a letter, Ron?" asked Ginny, who was his little sister.

"Yes," Ron replied, "I sent it to Harry."

"Oh, I hope he answers this time," Ginny said worriedly.

"As do I," said a deep voice from behind.

Ginny and Ron whirled around. Ron gasped. Ginny screamed than slid to the ground in a dead faint.



Harry Potter stirred and woke up. He saw that Ron's owl, Pig, was in with his owl, Hedwig. Harry walked over and read the letter sent by Ron. He wished he could reply, but if his uncle found out he would be in so much trouble. He had tried to send a letter earlier that summer, but when Üncle Vernon saw this, he hit him so hard across the head, it caused him to black out.

When Pig left, Harry went downstairs for breakfast. Üncle Vernon was smiling wickedly.

"So," he said with pure hatred in his voice, "You thought you could get away with it."

Before Harry could ask what on earth he was talking about, his uncle kicked him with all his might. And it did not stop there. Vernon continued to attack Harry until he was out of breath. Harry lay, unconscious on the floor, and did not know that three men suddenly appeared at his side. One of them scooped him up and ran out of the house. Another one ran to his room to get his belongings and the third calmly told Vernon that Harry would be back the next summer.

The man who had Harry in his arms was named Sirius Black. Once he got outside of number four, Privet Drive, he disappeared, and than reappeared in Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry. He ran to the hospital wing and was greeted by Madam Pomphry.

"Is it bad?" she asked Sirius quietly.

"I don't know," he answered as he carefully placed the limp form of Harry on the bed.

Madam Pomphery quickly examined Harry and concluded that he would be fine in a few hours.

Sirius wanted to stay, but Madam Pomfrey suggested he go back to number four of Privet Drive. Sirius nodded and suddenly disappeared. When he appeared back at Harry's relative's house, he walked inside and joined Professor Dumbledore and Arthur Weasley, who were just about to disapparate to Hogwarts.

"We are finished here, Sirius," Dumbledore said, "I trust that Harry is ok now?"

"He will be," Sirius replied.

Mr. and Mrs. Dursley were starring at the three men with looks of pure terror on their faces.



When Dumbledore, Sirius, and Arthur were back at Hogwarts, they were relieved to see that Harry's injuries were taken care of, and he would probably wake up soon.

"Well Arthur," Dumbledore said, once they were in his office, " I am happy to say that Voldemort is definitely not the one behind your children's disappearance. The Dark Mark had to have been preformed by an amateur wizard. Unfortunately, the ministry does not know where this wizard took Ron and Ginny.

Arthur nodded, but didn't say anything.

Sirius sighed loudly, "Is there anything the Ministry does know about their disappearance?"

"As a matter of a fact, we do, but we are currently not giving any information out. I will be sure to tell you though tomorrow. Until than, maybe you should head back to Hagrid's hut to be with your family."

Mr. Weasley said goodbye and left quickly.

Sirius and Dumbledore also left the office to check on Harry.

"How is he?" Sirius asked the second they made it to the hospilstal wing.

"He is doing much better," Madam Pomfrey replied.

The three of them looked at Harry for a moment, until he moaned softly and opened his eyes.





*~ Okay, know it sucks so far, but please review anyway, I'll try to make it better, lol. And please don't be too too mean ~*