The rest of the day was spent exploring the tree house and of course see
the experiments that the Weasley twins had created. The next couple of
weeks were anxious ones, as their letters had not yet been answered. Harry
took this as a sign of Sirius's capture, but as Hermione pointed out," you
would have heard about it Harry."
Two weeks later they received their letters during dinner. They wanted to open them right away, but Mrs. Weasley prevented them. (You'll starve yourselves)
They opened their letters when they finally got the chance. It read:
Dear Harry, Ron, and Hermione,
I suspected that you had a dream. It is vital that you tell no one saving perhaps Mr. Arthur Weasley, Mr. Ron Weasley, and of course Miss Granger. I would much like to speak with you but under these circumstances, I am quite unable, so I must wait until your arrival aat Hogwarts. Be Aware Harry. I understand your disregards for rules Harry but I implore you do not go looking for trouble. If you ever intend on listening to a professor let now be that time.
Godspeed,
Dumbledore "Well, That explains nothing," Hermione sighed.
"It does, "Harry rebutted. It means that Dumbledore know more than he's tells me about my dreams."
"but Harry, Dumbledore is always hiding something," Ron interrupted.
"Wait a minute," Hermione excitedly. That's not all. Remember Lupin's face when he came to the party? Well, it wasn't all happy. Something is wrong, more than even the Daily prophet knows."
"Well Then, what do you suggest we do now, Hermione? Harry's been told directly by Dumbledore not to try and figure it out."
"I suppose we should just wait for Sirius's letter. Hey wait that looks like Hedwig now."
Hedwig swooped through the window and landed on Harry arm. She looked a bit roughed up and very hungry.
"Hermione, Hedwig is carrying the letter we gave her. Sirius has been captured!"
"noo...I don't think so," She answered thoughtfully. " I think that they are using Sirius's unregistered animagi form, but like Dumbledore said we will just have to wait." All too soon it was the last day of summer vacation. Letters from Hogwarts received (Hermione was made a prefect to no one's surprise). Books had been bought. Everything ready. The drive to Kings' Cross was relatively quiet. They reached the station and got on a train without a hitch.
"I'm surprised Malfoy hasn't found us yet." Ron said surprised. "Usually he's the first to welcome us.
They found an empty compartment towards the back of the train. Soon they were joined by a group of subdued 7th year: The Weasley twins, Lee Jordan, Katie Bell, and Cathy Blake.
"So when do you think Angie will be back?"
"I dunno, Dumbledore's not letting anything slip out."
"I hope-"
The group's conversation ended abruptly as they entered Harry, Ron, and Hermione's compartment. The former never brought up Angelina's name and the former never asked, instead they started a game of exploding snap. The trip to Hogwarts was relatively normal. Apparently the thought of Voldemort returning didn't seem like much of a threat. However rumors of the attacks flew thick. Angelina hadn't been the only one; there had even several muggle cases and even a couple of wizards. The trip to Hogwarts was so normal, that Harry felt like everything he had heard was only a dream...
"-Harry? Its your turn," Erica said with a small smile. Their never-ending marathon was no longer the lighthearted fun like the past. It was a now a necessity to forget the present: The looming danger.
They finally reached Hogwarts. Hagrid called the first years and everyone else went by the horseless carriage. As Harry saw Hogwarts, shining like a beacon against the cloudless sky, he thought, "Its home. NO matter what happens this year. There will always be hope."
Two weeks later they received their letters during dinner. They wanted to open them right away, but Mrs. Weasley prevented them. (You'll starve yourselves)
They opened their letters when they finally got the chance. It read:
Dear Harry, Ron, and Hermione,
I suspected that you had a dream. It is vital that you tell no one saving perhaps Mr. Arthur Weasley, Mr. Ron Weasley, and of course Miss Granger. I would much like to speak with you but under these circumstances, I am quite unable, so I must wait until your arrival aat Hogwarts. Be Aware Harry. I understand your disregards for rules Harry but I implore you do not go looking for trouble. If you ever intend on listening to a professor let now be that time.
Godspeed,
Dumbledore "Well, That explains nothing," Hermione sighed.
"It does, "Harry rebutted. It means that Dumbledore know more than he's tells me about my dreams."
"but Harry, Dumbledore is always hiding something," Ron interrupted.
"Wait a minute," Hermione excitedly. That's not all. Remember Lupin's face when he came to the party? Well, it wasn't all happy. Something is wrong, more than even the Daily prophet knows."
"Well Then, what do you suggest we do now, Hermione? Harry's been told directly by Dumbledore not to try and figure it out."
"I suppose we should just wait for Sirius's letter. Hey wait that looks like Hedwig now."
Hedwig swooped through the window and landed on Harry arm. She looked a bit roughed up and very hungry.
"Hermione, Hedwig is carrying the letter we gave her. Sirius has been captured!"
"noo...I don't think so," She answered thoughtfully. " I think that they are using Sirius's unregistered animagi form, but like Dumbledore said we will just have to wait." All too soon it was the last day of summer vacation. Letters from Hogwarts received (Hermione was made a prefect to no one's surprise). Books had been bought. Everything ready. The drive to Kings' Cross was relatively quiet. They reached the station and got on a train without a hitch.
"I'm surprised Malfoy hasn't found us yet." Ron said surprised. "Usually he's the first to welcome us.
They found an empty compartment towards the back of the train. Soon they were joined by a group of subdued 7th year: The Weasley twins, Lee Jordan, Katie Bell, and Cathy Blake.
"So when do you think Angie will be back?"
"I dunno, Dumbledore's not letting anything slip out."
"I hope-"
The group's conversation ended abruptly as they entered Harry, Ron, and Hermione's compartment. The former never brought up Angelina's name and the former never asked, instead they started a game of exploding snap. The trip to Hogwarts was relatively normal. Apparently the thought of Voldemort returning didn't seem like much of a threat. However rumors of the attacks flew thick. Angelina hadn't been the only one; there had even several muggle cases and even a couple of wizards. The trip to Hogwarts was so normal, that Harry felt like everything he had heard was only a dream...
"-Harry? Its your turn," Erica said with a small smile. Their never-ending marathon was no longer the lighthearted fun like the past. It was a now a necessity to forget the present: The looming danger.
They finally reached Hogwarts. Hagrid called the first years and everyone else went by the horseless carriage. As Harry saw Hogwarts, shining like a beacon against the cloudless sky, he thought, "Its home. NO matter what happens this year. There will always be hope."