Chapter 2
- Flight and Earthquakes
"Harry!" shouted a deep man's voice. "Get in the car, quick!"
Harry recognised the voice. It belonged to Kingsley Shacklebolt, a member of the Order of the Phoenix. Harry stared at the car in disbelief. There was another man Harry didn't know, sitting in the front next to him.
"Get in now!" Shacklebolt shouted again, his voice was filled with panic. Harry opened the door of the green Mazda and jumped into the back seat. As soon as he closed the door the car zoomed down the road with the speed of a locomotive and they made their way onto the motorway. Harry also noticed that the car managed to dodge traffic and make its way to the front of intersection lines.
"Ministry let us have this for the night," Kingsley told him smiling. "Funny way of getting round I must say." The smile on the bald black man's face disappeared. "I am so glad I found you, son. If Dumbledore didn't know." He finished shaking his head. Harry noticed he still had a gold earring in his ear. "Oh, this is Jack Lionkipp." The man in the front nodded to him. "He works in the same department. We were assigned to get you tonight. I said if we hadn't." he finished abruptly again. Harry decided he wasn't in the mood for getting worried over information that no one could be bothered to tell him.
However, there were two pieces of news that Harry found out during the car ride. First, the ministry was in co-operation with Dumbledore again; second, Dumbledore also knew that Voldemort was coming that night. Yet, if he was the one who owled, why at the last minute?
The lights of Surrey and outer London sped past. Harry was feeling very drowsy and tired. "You get some rest son," Shacklebolt told him. "We're taking you somewhere safe." "What about my school stuff?" Harry asked. "And Hedwig? How will she kn." "You got a very intelligent owl Harry, she went to Dumbledore the moment you made the light bulbs in your room explode." Shacklebolt interrupted. "As for your school." "You know about that?" Harry asked surprised also interrupting. "About what happened?" "Everybody knows, the whole Ministry in fact. I must admit you are lucky we have the Ministry's cooperation otherwise you would have ended up with a lot of paperwork by now. Exciting times, truly amazing. No ones have seen anything like it in a." Shacklebolt broke into silence again. Harry had the distinct impression that Kingsley was giving to much information than planned. Also, his fellow Auror had remained silent the whole journey.
Harry settled down into the back seat. Everything Shacklebolt told him was swimming around in his mind. The motion of the high-speed car quickly sent him into a dreamless sleep.
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When Harry woke, he found himself lying on a sofa bed in what looked like a normal muggle office. There was a wooden desk, computer and filing cabinet. There was even a paper-shredded located in the far left of the room. He slid out of the white blankets covering him, got up and found Hedwig blinking her large amber eyes at him.
"Hedwig!" Harry exclaimed. He stroked her snowy white feathers while yawing widely. She nipped him affectionately on the finger and continued eating her dead mice on the floor. Harry walked out of the office and into another muggle looking office. Here he found all his school robes, parchments, clothes, books and broomstick. His cauldron was even stacked neatly next to the bookshelf.
"How long have I been asleep?" He asked no one in particular. "About ten hours I believe," said a new voice from behind. "You needed the rest. No one wanted to wake you."
Harry wheeled around to find Mr Lionkipp dressed in robes of royal blue. Harry also saw that the same badge he had seen Shacklebolt wear on his robes last year was pinned to his collar. Lionkipp noticed Harry's gaze on the icon. "Auror's coat-of-arms," feeding Harry's curiosity. "When one wears it they will always know when an Auror has become a traitor. It glows red and burns hot."
He paused then continued. "Anyway, about you. Dumbledore will probably see you this evening to discuss a few things. I don't know what about," Lionkipp said. Harry also got the impression that Lionkipp new exactly what all this was about. "But I want to tell you that your aunt, uncle and cousin are safe. I must admit that they are very lucky. Voldemort is known for killing muggles just for fun." He then shuddered.
"Did you do a memory charm on them?" Harry asked. "Yeah, poor things. Frightened out of their wits but they will not remember a thing." Lionkipp answered.
Lionkipp was a tall man, about in his mid-twenties with brown hair and blue eyes. He looked familiar to Harry but he couldn't put a finger on it. Why had Voldemort decide to come after him at the Dursley's? Didn't Dumbledore say he was protected there because of Aunt Petunia? Harry then thought of Wormtail. The fact that he led the Voldemort to his house mad him angry. Very angry. He had yet to talk to the miserable rat. What would he say to such a pitiful being? He was so angry and had so much hatred he just wanted to.
"Harry?" Lionkipp nervous voice interrupted his stream of thought. "Yes? Sorry, you were saying?" Harry asked. He realised his eyes were closed. He opened them to look at Lionkipp. What he didn't see was the glimmer of red that was momentarily resident inside. Lionkipp did not see it either. "Its not that, the room vibrated. The glass of water on the desk was shaking." *Oh God* he thought. *What was is going on?*
"Really?" Harry asked puzzled once more.
"Yes," said the deep voice of Shacklebolt as he entered the room. He was wearing was looked like a black Armani suit. "Its been happening while you were asleep too."
"Do this vibrations occur often? I mean, is it normal here? Wherever here is." Harry asked him. "No not common at all. We are in the outer-department offices in London. The reason for the muggle styled rooms is because we get many muggles walking and working in these areas, which brings me to the question of why Mr Lionkipp is in wizarding robes?" Shacklelbolt glared at the young man.
The young Auror looked sheepish. "All right, all right! I'll change," he replied. Lionkipp got out his wand and transformed his robes in an identical version of Shacklebolt's suit, with matching dark sunglasses. Harry thought he closely resembled a CIA or FBI agent found only in Hollywood movies.
"Blending enough for you Mr Kingsley?" he asked taking off his sunglasses. He gave a small wink at Harry, looked around the room to see if anyone was there and quickly apparated.
Harry turned his head to look at Shacklebolt, who was rolling his eyes and muttering something that sounded like, "Bloody youngsters!"
"Um, Mr Shacklebolt? Could I please ask why I am here and not at you know." Harry asked. "The Order of the Phoenix Headquarters?" Shacklebolt finished for him, whispering. Harry nodded. "Well," Shacklebolt continued looking a bit uncomfortable. " Dumbledore believes that you would be safer here because he thinks that Voldemort is not game enough to enter a muggle building in the middle of a muggle city just yet."
Harry nodded but was still not entirely convinced. They were all hiding something. They are hiding something that Harry was sure were the answer to his current worries. He was also very determined to find out what.
*If grammar and all is pathetic don't try to blame me. It's late at night. Please review! If my story is dragging or boring please inform me. Plz review. Thanks :) * Luv Surge
"Harry!" shouted a deep man's voice. "Get in the car, quick!"
Harry recognised the voice. It belonged to Kingsley Shacklebolt, a member of the Order of the Phoenix. Harry stared at the car in disbelief. There was another man Harry didn't know, sitting in the front next to him.
"Get in now!" Shacklebolt shouted again, his voice was filled with panic. Harry opened the door of the green Mazda and jumped into the back seat. As soon as he closed the door the car zoomed down the road with the speed of a locomotive and they made their way onto the motorway. Harry also noticed that the car managed to dodge traffic and make its way to the front of intersection lines.
"Ministry let us have this for the night," Kingsley told him smiling. "Funny way of getting round I must say." The smile on the bald black man's face disappeared. "I am so glad I found you, son. If Dumbledore didn't know." He finished shaking his head. Harry noticed he still had a gold earring in his ear. "Oh, this is Jack Lionkipp." The man in the front nodded to him. "He works in the same department. We were assigned to get you tonight. I said if we hadn't." he finished abruptly again. Harry decided he wasn't in the mood for getting worried over information that no one could be bothered to tell him.
However, there were two pieces of news that Harry found out during the car ride. First, the ministry was in co-operation with Dumbledore again; second, Dumbledore also knew that Voldemort was coming that night. Yet, if he was the one who owled, why at the last minute?
The lights of Surrey and outer London sped past. Harry was feeling very drowsy and tired. "You get some rest son," Shacklebolt told him. "We're taking you somewhere safe." "What about my school stuff?" Harry asked. "And Hedwig? How will she kn." "You got a very intelligent owl Harry, she went to Dumbledore the moment you made the light bulbs in your room explode." Shacklebolt interrupted. "As for your school." "You know about that?" Harry asked surprised also interrupting. "About what happened?" "Everybody knows, the whole Ministry in fact. I must admit you are lucky we have the Ministry's cooperation otherwise you would have ended up with a lot of paperwork by now. Exciting times, truly amazing. No ones have seen anything like it in a." Shacklebolt broke into silence again. Harry had the distinct impression that Kingsley was giving to much information than planned. Also, his fellow Auror had remained silent the whole journey.
Harry settled down into the back seat. Everything Shacklebolt told him was swimming around in his mind. The motion of the high-speed car quickly sent him into a dreamless sleep.
*********
When Harry woke, he found himself lying on a sofa bed in what looked like a normal muggle office. There was a wooden desk, computer and filing cabinet. There was even a paper-shredded located in the far left of the room. He slid out of the white blankets covering him, got up and found Hedwig blinking her large amber eyes at him.
"Hedwig!" Harry exclaimed. He stroked her snowy white feathers while yawing widely. She nipped him affectionately on the finger and continued eating her dead mice on the floor. Harry walked out of the office and into another muggle looking office. Here he found all his school robes, parchments, clothes, books and broomstick. His cauldron was even stacked neatly next to the bookshelf.
"How long have I been asleep?" He asked no one in particular. "About ten hours I believe," said a new voice from behind. "You needed the rest. No one wanted to wake you."
Harry wheeled around to find Mr Lionkipp dressed in robes of royal blue. Harry also saw that the same badge he had seen Shacklebolt wear on his robes last year was pinned to his collar. Lionkipp noticed Harry's gaze on the icon. "Auror's coat-of-arms," feeding Harry's curiosity. "When one wears it they will always know when an Auror has become a traitor. It glows red and burns hot."
He paused then continued. "Anyway, about you. Dumbledore will probably see you this evening to discuss a few things. I don't know what about," Lionkipp said. Harry also got the impression that Lionkipp new exactly what all this was about. "But I want to tell you that your aunt, uncle and cousin are safe. I must admit that they are very lucky. Voldemort is known for killing muggles just for fun." He then shuddered.
"Did you do a memory charm on them?" Harry asked. "Yeah, poor things. Frightened out of their wits but they will not remember a thing." Lionkipp answered.
Lionkipp was a tall man, about in his mid-twenties with brown hair and blue eyes. He looked familiar to Harry but he couldn't put a finger on it. Why had Voldemort decide to come after him at the Dursley's? Didn't Dumbledore say he was protected there because of Aunt Petunia? Harry then thought of Wormtail. The fact that he led the Voldemort to his house mad him angry. Very angry. He had yet to talk to the miserable rat. What would he say to such a pitiful being? He was so angry and had so much hatred he just wanted to.
"Harry?" Lionkipp nervous voice interrupted his stream of thought. "Yes? Sorry, you were saying?" Harry asked. He realised his eyes were closed. He opened them to look at Lionkipp. What he didn't see was the glimmer of red that was momentarily resident inside. Lionkipp did not see it either. "Its not that, the room vibrated. The glass of water on the desk was shaking." *Oh God* he thought. *What was is going on?*
"Really?" Harry asked puzzled once more.
"Yes," said the deep voice of Shacklebolt as he entered the room. He was wearing was looked like a black Armani suit. "Its been happening while you were asleep too."
"Do this vibrations occur often? I mean, is it normal here? Wherever here is." Harry asked him. "No not common at all. We are in the outer-department offices in London. The reason for the muggle styled rooms is because we get many muggles walking and working in these areas, which brings me to the question of why Mr Lionkipp is in wizarding robes?" Shacklelbolt glared at the young man.
The young Auror looked sheepish. "All right, all right! I'll change," he replied. Lionkipp got out his wand and transformed his robes in an identical version of Shacklebolt's suit, with matching dark sunglasses. Harry thought he closely resembled a CIA or FBI agent found only in Hollywood movies.
"Blending enough for you Mr Kingsley?" he asked taking off his sunglasses. He gave a small wink at Harry, looked around the room to see if anyone was there and quickly apparated.
Harry turned his head to look at Shacklebolt, who was rolling his eyes and muttering something that sounded like, "Bloody youngsters!"
"Um, Mr Shacklebolt? Could I please ask why I am here and not at you know." Harry asked. "The Order of the Phoenix Headquarters?" Shacklebolt finished for him, whispering. Harry nodded. "Well," Shacklebolt continued looking a bit uncomfortable. " Dumbledore believes that you would be safer here because he thinks that Voldemort is not game enough to enter a muggle building in the middle of a muggle city just yet."
Harry nodded but was still not entirely convinced. They were all hiding something. They are hiding something that Harry was sure were the answer to his current worries. He was also very determined to find out what.
*If grammar and all is pathetic don't try to blame me. It's late at night. Please review! If my story is dragging or boring please inform me. Plz review. Thanks :) * Luv Surge
