Chapter 3 - Tonks and Moody
Harry awoke with a start. He could hear voices from downstairs.
"Harry's coming with us. It's no longer safe for him to stay here with you Muggles," the gruff voice of Mad-Eye Moody said.
"Yeah," said Tonks from the kitchen. "He needs to stay with a wizarding family so they can help him stay out of trouble, and when trouble does come, they'll know what to do."
Harry got dressed and stumbled down the stairs. Moody and Tonks greeted him enthusiastically.
"Where am I going?" asked Harry, yawning, wishing his hair would lie flat.
Uncle Vernon interrupted. "He is NOT going anywhere until we sort out the fact that we are NOT going to have our house torn to pieces with some dark... wizard (he whispered the word 'wizard' like it was a curse) after him! We don't care if the boy gets hurt, but this wizard is damaging our property!"
Tonks said calmly, "That is only a small taste of what he COULD have done to you. There are far worse things that might come to this family now that Lord Voldemort has found a way into your house. Harry needs to leave."
"Fine." And without another word, Uncle Vernon shooed Dudley upstairs and left Harry, Aunt Petuina, Tonks, and Moody in the kitchen.
"Well," said Moody, adjusting his magical eye with a squelch. "Lets go."
"Er..." said Aunt Petunia timidly, who was now trying to stop the toaster from whistling 'Twinkle Twinkle Little Star'. The toaster seemed to take this personally and changed to 'Old McDonald' immediately.
"Yes?" said Harry, impatient to leave now that he was fully awake.
"Well, this Dumbledore..." said Aunt Petunia. "In his letter to me years ago, he said that as long as you stayed dependent of me in my house, you were safe. So why is our kitchen in ruins?"
Tonks sighed. "Lord Voldemort must have found a way to overcome that. He's not as stupid as some of his followers, you know..."
Aunt Petunia left to join Uncle Vernon and Dudley. A minute later, Harry's suitcase and broomstick appeared at the bottom of the stairs. Harry took one last look around the wasted kitchen before leaving with Tonks and Moody through the back door.
"So where ARE we going?" asked Harry. "Or is it confidential?"
"No," said Moody. "You're going to the Weasley's house. We are just your guards accompanying you there."
"Ah," said Harry.
Harry awoke with a start. He could hear voices from downstairs.
"Harry's coming with us. It's no longer safe for him to stay here with you Muggles," the gruff voice of Mad-Eye Moody said.
"Yeah," said Tonks from the kitchen. "He needs to stay with a wizarding family so they can help him stay out of trouble, and when trouble does come, they'll know what to do."
Harry got dressed and stumbled down the stairs. Moody and Tonks greeted him enthusiastically.
"Where am I going?" asked Harry, yawning, wishing his hair would lie flat.
Uncle Vernon interrupted. "He is NOT going anywhere until we sort out the fact that we are NOT going to have our house torn to pieces with some dark... wizard (he whispered the word 'wizard' like it was a curse) after him! We don't care if the boy gets hurt, but this wizard is damaging our property!"
Tonks said calmly, "That is only a small taste of what he COULD have done to you. There are far worse things that might come to this family now that Lord Voldemort has found a way into your house. Harry needs to leave."
"Fine." And without another word, Uncle Vernon shooed Dudley upstairs and left Harry, Aunt Petuina, Tonks, and Moody in the kitchen.
"Well," said Moody, adjusting his magical eye with a squelch. "Lets go."
"Er..." said Aunt Petunia timidly, who was now trying to stop the toaster from whistling 'Twinkle Twinkle Little Star'. The toaster seemed to take this personally and changed to 'Old McDonald' immediately.
"Yes?" said Harry, impatient to leave now that he was fully awake.
"Well, this Dumbledore..." said Aunt Petunia. "In his letter to me years ago, he said that as long as you stayed dependent of me in my house, you were safe. So why is our kitchen in ruins?"
Tonks sighed. "Lord Voldemort must have found a way to overcome that. He's not as stupid as some of his followers, you know..."
Aunt Petunia left to join Uncle Vernon and Dudley. A minute later, Harry's suitcase and broomstick appeared at the bottom of the stairs. Harry took one last look around the wasted kitchen before leaving with Tonks and Moody through the back door.
"So where ARE we going?" asked Harry. "Or is it confidential?"
"No," said Moody. "You're going to the Weasley's house. We are just your guards accompanying you there."
"Ah," said Harry.