Harry Potter Book, Six
and
The War of Dumbledore's Army
CHAPTER TWO-
Petunia and Dumbledore EXPLAIN
Mad-Eye collapsed out of the fire just as quick as he had left 4 Privet Drive. Aunt Petunia sat on
the sofa with soot all over her and Harry sat at the table that dinner had always been served on.
Lupin
and Tonks were talking to Ron's mother, Mrs. Weasley in the kitchen.
"Petunia... I think your going to need some repairs on your house. Just as I left, your husband
kicked in the door and more of the second floor collapsed right into your kitchen. It looks like a
tornado
just hit your house," Mad-Eye informed her.
Aunt Petunia sighed. "Oh, what will the neighbors say?" And she let out a hearty laugh. Harry
smiled... but yet, he was so bemused. Was Aunt Petunia a witch? Then why did she treat him like
scum?
Why is it that she yelled at him when he tried to comfort her....? Well– that was obvious... in the
three or
four minutes it took for him to report downstairs, she had gotten the mail and looked through it. She
was
probably just really upset that her "perfect" Dudley had smoked.
"Yes, Harry, that is correct," Aunt Petunia said without looking at him. "You would start crying
to if your son or daughter started smoking. Well– maybe you would. I always thought Dudley was
perfect. In the last few months though... I started spying on him. I found out he was in a gang.."
Harry understood now. "But wait– how did you know what I was thinking?"
Aunt Petunia sighed. "Legilimency."
Harry recognized these words. He didn't know Aunt Petunia had the potency for that highly
advanced skill. Legilimency is the power to extract thoughts or feelings from someone's mind.
An awkward silence pounded the room after that. Harry stared at the fireplace where he could
have sworn that a face had appeared for a split second.
Harry breathed in hard. Could it have been... Sirius? No... impossible. He is dead Harry
thought bitterly.
At that instant, Mrs. Weasley came bustling through the kitchen and scurried over to Harry who
looked taken aback as soon as Mrs. Weasley grabbed him and embraced him.
"Harry! Dear... dear... we must get you cleaned up." Mrs. Weasley waved her wand and all the
soot on his clothes raised off of him and gathered above and formed into a tight three dimensional
box
and then vanished with a poof. Harry stared at this with awe.
Lupin came out of the kitchen with some coffee. "Dumbledore will be here soon to explain
where we are to go."
"What's going on?" Harry asked. Aunt Petunia walked over to him. She tried to put a hand on his
shoulder, but he backed away.
"Harry... Hogwarts has been closed. Fudge is still in a outburst that he was wrong about
Voldemort. Not only that, but Dementors raided the school a week after it got out and tried
attacking
many of the teachers. One is missing– Professor Trelawney. The Forbidden Forest is abandoned.
Many
of the creatures have joined Voldemort. Today, Muggle televisions were full of reports that hooded
figures were killing and injuring many just south of London.
"Worst of all, we fear someone very close to us all is dead. Miss Figg went missing from her
house last Wednesday night. The Order raided her house last night and found all of her cats dead
and
blood on her bed covers."
Harry gasped. Mad-Eye jumped up suddenly when the doorbell rang.
"I'll get it," he grunted and walked out of the room.
"But... Aunt Petunia... how do you know all of this stuff?"
Aunt Petunia lingered on the thought until Dumbledore had entered the room.
"Explain yourself Petunia," he said calmly.
"You have always thought of me as being some magic-hating prissy woman who hated her sister.
This was all an act. Dumbledore left in a note 16 years ago that I was to act this way–"
Harry was furious now and turned on Dumbledore. "Ok what the hell is this?" he pointed at Aunt
Petunia while he yelled at Dumbledore. "She's treated me like cow dung! I've been locked in a
cupboard, pushed down, tormented."
"Listen Harry," he said, with a slight edge in his voice.
Harry turned around again as Aunt Petunia spoke. "I was to do this so that I wouldn't give
myself away to your Uncle Vernon and Dudley. As you would notice, I never did any of those
things, only once or twice. How would they take it if they found out I was a witch? I
know I had been hard on you at times... I would cry afterwards that my nephew was being treated
like this. I had to look after everyone though. I know so
much about you– If Voldemort found out I was a witch, he would kill the whole family. Anyone
related to the Potters is his enemy."
Harry was disgraced. "So this was all a sick joke from the beginning? Just abuse me and move ona
nd then think were dandy little friends?" he sneered.
"I really am sorry!" Aunt Petunia said convincingly.
"So you didn't tell me this last year because Voldemort was in my mind?" Harry asked.
"Yes! Correct... I was going to send you an owl telling you, but Dumbledore advised me not too
because if you read it, Voldemort would know. I have been a witch forever. I didn't go to Hogwarts.
I
went to a different one called Beauxbottoms. My parents wanted me introduced to new atmospheres
than
the one my sister occupied. I have been extremely nice to you lately so that you would trust me. I am
sorry if I caused you any grief. I AM a member of the Order. I HAVE been keeping up with
everything
happening..."
This was so much for Harry to take in. He would treat her as equal, but it was crazy. This was
stupid. He couldn't believe this. He sat there dumbstruck in his seat.
"Good, good," Dumbledore said quickly. "Now– 12 Grimmauld Place has been discovered.
Professor Trelawney was forced to talk about it when they started using the Crucio cure on her. Poor
soul. We need to find her. Our headquarters have been moved inside the Ministry. Hogwarts has
been
closed. All teachers have been evacuated including all possessions and a new school has opened. In
the
Ministry, they have built about six new floors, that extend underground for a new school called
Affotts
School of Witchcraft an Wizardry named after Asaulder Affotts, an employee with the education
department who came up with this brilliant idea. I am still headmaster and all the teachers still have
their
jobs. The four houses still remain. This is for the safety of all students. The Hogwarts Express will
not be
used anymore until Hogwarts is safe to reopen. Students will be gettign word of new transportation
to the
new school. Affotts is still being built, but we can bring our headquarters to a new one on the first
floor
of the Ministry in Room 36A and room 36B. You will find it very spacious with separate rooms for
almost everyone. Any questions?" There was no response to this. "Okay then! Carry on. We are
leaving
in two hours for the Ministry."
"Harry! I believe Ron and Hermione are upstairs," Tonks said and smiled as she followed Mrs.
Weasley into the kitchen to make some cake.
Harry grabbed his stuff and levitated it to the last step upstairs. He then walked up the steps and
reached the door where he stayed last summer. He twisted the doorknob, with his trunk right next to
him,
and entered the room quietly. There, sitting in two chairs, opposite each other, was Ron and
Hermione–
kissing. Lips locked. They pulled away as soon as the door had opened.
"Harry!" Hermione squealed as she jumped up and hugged him. She then kissed him softly on
the cheek. "I can't believe were here! I got Outstanding on ALL of my O.W.L.S.!! We got your
results.
Ron–" she glanced at him with a screwed up look on her face, "didn't do as good as I did." Hermione
turned back to look at Harry and bosomed him again.
For some reason, his stomach gave a horrible lurch... and he didn't know why.
and
The War of Dumbledore's Army
CHAPTER TWO-
Petunia and Dumbledore EXPLAIN
Mad-Eye collapsed out of the fire just as quick as he had left 4 Privet Drive. Aunt Petunia sat on
the sofa with soot all over her and Harry sat at the table that dinner had always been served on.
Lupin
and Tonks were talking to Ron's mother, Mrs. Weasley in the kitchen.
"Petunia... I think your going to need some repairs on your house. Just as I left, your husband
kicked in the door and more of the second floor collapsed right into your kitchen. It looks like a
tornado
just hit your house," Mad-Eye informed her.
Aunt Petunia sighed. "Oh, what will the neighbors say?" And she let out a hearty laugh. Harry
smiled... but yet, he was so bemused. Was Aunt Petunia a witch? Then why did she treat him like
scum?
Why is it that she yelled at him when he tried to comfort her....? Well– that was obvious... in the
three or
four minutes it took for him to report downstairs, she had gotten the mail and looked through it. She
was
probably just really upset that her "perfect" Dudley had smoked.
"Yes, Harry, that is correct," Aunt Petunia said without looking at him. "You would start crying
to if your son or daughter started smoking. Well– maybe you would. I always thought Dudley was
perfect. In the last few months though... I started spying on him. I found out he was in a gang.."
Harry understood now. "But wait– how did you know what I was thinking?"
Aunt Petunia sighed. "Legilimency."
Harry recognized these words. He didn't know Aunt Petunia had the potency for that highly
advanced skill. Legilimency is the power to extract thoughts or feelings from someone's mind.
An awkward silence pounded the room after that. Harry stared at the fireplace where he could
have sworn that a face had appeared for a split second.
Harry breathed in hard. Could it have been... Sirius? No... impossible. He is dead Harry
thought bitterly.
At that instant, Mrs. Weasley came bustling through the kitchen and scurried over to Harry who
looked taken aback as soon as Mrs. Weasley grabbed him and embraced him.
"Harry! Dear... dear... we must get you cleaned up." Mrs. Weasley waved her wand and all the
soot on his clothes raised off of him and gathered above and formed into a tight three dimensional
box
and then vanished with a poof. Harry stared at this with awe.
Lupin came out of the kitchen with some coffee. "Dumbledore will be here soon to explain
where we are to go."
"What's going on?" Harry asked. Aunt Petunia walked over to him. She tried to put a hand on his
shoulder, but he backed away.
"Harry... Hogwarts has been closed. Fudge is still in a outburst that he was wrong about
Voldemort. Not only that, but Dementors raided the school a week after it got out and tried
attacking
many of the teachers. One is missing– Professor Trelawney. The Forbidden Forest is abandoned.
Many
of the creatures have joined Voldemort. Today, Muggle televisions were full of reports that hooded
figures were killing and injuring many just south of London.
"Worst of all, we fear someone very close to us all is dead. Miss Figg went missing from her
house last Wednesday night. The Order raided her house last night and found all of her cats dead
and
blood on her bed covers."
Harry gasped. Mad-Eye jumped up suddenly when the doorbell rang.
"I'll get it," he grunted and walked out of the room.
"But... Aunt Petunia... how do you know all of this stuff?"
Aunt Petunia lingered on the thought until Dumbledore had entered the room.
"Explain yourself Petunia," he said calmly.
"You have always thought of me as being some magic-hating prissy woman who hated her sister.
This was all an act. Dumbledore left in a note 16 years ago that I was to act this way–"
Harry was furious now and turned on Dumbledore. "Ok what the hell is this?" he pointed at Aunt
Petunia while he yelled at Dumbledore. "She's treated me like cow dung! I've been locked in a
cupboard, pushed down, tormented."
"Listen Harry," he said, with a slight edge in his voice.
Harry turned around again as Aunt Petunia spoke. "I was to do this so that I wouldn't give
myself away to your Uncle Vernon and Dudley. As you would notice, I never did any of those
things, only once or twice. How would they take it if they found out I was a witch? I
know I had been hard on you at times... I would cry afterwards that my nephew was being treated
like this. I had to look after everyone though. I know so
much about you– If Voldemort found out I was a witch, he would kill the whole family. Anyone
related to the Potters is his enemy."
Harry was disgraced. "So this was all a sick joke from the beginning? Just abuse me and move ona
nd then think were dandy little friends?" he sneered.
"I really am sorry!" Aunt Petunia said convincingly.
"So you didn't tell me this last year because Voldemort was in my mind?" Harry asked.
"Yes! Correct... I was going to send you an owl telling you, but Dumbledore advised me not too
because if you read it, Voldemort would know. I have been a witch forever. I didn't go to Hogwarts.
I
went to a different one called Beauxbottoms. My parents wanted me introduced to new atmospheres
than
the one my sister occupied. I have been extremely nice to you lately so that you would trust me. I am
sorry if I caused you any grief. I AM a member of the Order. I HAVE been keeping up with
everything
happening..."
This was so much for Harry to take in. He would treat her as equal, but it was crazy. This was
stupid. He couldn't believe this. He sat there dumbstruck in his seat.
"Good, good," Dumbledore said quickly. "Now– 12 Grimmauld Place has been discovered.
Professor Trelawney was forced to talk about it when they started using the Crucio cure on her. Poor
soul. We need to find her. Our headquarters have been moved inside the Ministry. Hogwarts has
been
closed. All teachers have been evacuated including all possessions and a new school has opened. In
the
Ministry, they have built about six new floors, that extend underground for a new school called
Affotts
School of Witchcraft an Wizardry named after Asaulder Affotts, an employee with the education
department who came up with this brilliant idea. I am still headmaster and all the teachers still have
their
jobs. The four houses still remain. This is for the safety of all students. The Hogwarts Express will
not be
used anymore until Hogwarts is safe to reopen. Students will be gettign word of new transportation
to the
new school. Affotts is still being built, but we can bring our headquarters to a new one on the first
floor
of the Ministry in Room 36A and room 36B. You will find it very spacious with separate rooms for
almost everyone. Any questions?" There was no response to this. "Okay then! Carry on. We are
leaving
in two hours for the Ministry."
"Harry! I believe Ron and Hermione are upstairs," Tonks said and smiled as she followed Mrs.
Weasley into the kitchen to make some cake.
Harry grabbed his stuff and levitated it to the last step upstairs. He then walked up the steps and
reached the door where he stayed last summer. He twisted the doorknob, with his trunk right next to
him,
and entered the room quietly. There, sitting in two chairs, opposite each other, was Ron and
Hermione–
kissing. Lips locked. They pulled away as soon as the door had opened.
"Harry!" Hermione squealed as she jumped up and hugged him. She then kissed him softly on
the cheek. "I can't believe were here! I got Outstanding on ALL of my O.W.L.S.!! We got your
results.
Ron–" she glanced at him with a screwed up look on her face, "didn't do as good as I did." Hermione
turned back to look at Harry and bosomed him again.
For some reason, his stomach gave a horrible lurch... and he didn't know why.