Disclaimer: No I don't own Harry Potter or any of the Characters except for
a few later on. J.K.Rowling wrote the foundation for this story.
Weeks had passed by now and there was no more news of the McKnight brothers. When Harry or the others questioned the Order members about them, they either changed the subject or said that it was Order business. Harry let the matter drop for the time being, for now it was the day before he would be heading back to Hogworts.
Much like last year, Harry discovered that they would be reaching the train through the Muggle underground (much to the dislike of Mrs. Weasley). But Mr. Weasley had once again been unable to get Ministry cars to drive them, which left them little alternative.
Also in the few weeks Harry, Ron and Hermione had all gotten their OWL results back, and very much to Harry's surprised he had managed to keep most of his courses at and 'E' or above. Even in potions he had through some sort of miracle managed an 'E' but Harry knew that because he didn't have Snape breathing down his neck he had done better, much like everyone else.
Despite having the gloom of having to leave Grimmauld Place and the Order, everyone was in a good mood and was celebrating the last day they had. There was plenty of food to go around, but Harry didn't feel like eating, for his scar was now prickling. It didn't really hurt him but it was a constant annoyance and irritated him continuously. He hadn't told anyone though that it was hurting, it had happened often now for the past year or so. Harry tried to ignore it but it always remained.
The party was well underway when all of a sudden, there was someone tapping a glass with a silver spoon and everyone went quiet. Everyone turned to see who had called for this silence to see that Dumbledore had his glass raised. He beamed as he knew he had everyone attention.
'Again here we are for the second time this summer celebrating, though this time to say farewell.' Dumbledore began, 'But before we are to depart to were ever we are needed or we are sent to, (At this he glanced over at Harry and the other students) I would like to make a must humble request. I would ask that we all stand together, here in a place where we are all united, and pass again into memory as some of our pervious members will remember.'
Lupin and Moody both shifted, Harry knew that something was going on as they both looked uncomfortable. But Harry's attention went back to the Dumbledore who was fishing something out of his robes, when it immerged, Harry fought down a laugh.
'Yes,' Dumbledore said with a smile, 'I would ask that we as the entire order is here, to get our picture taken, so we will always be remember.'
There were a few groans in the crowd but somewhere laughing. Snape, who Harry saw enter briefly before to speak to Dumbledore, looked none to happy. However everyone obeyed Dumbledore's request and slowly slid together, The students, made a step back as they knew that they where not full members until they were adults but they were pulled forward was well to endure it as well. Harry stood next to Ron, who had gotten taller then Harry over the last year, and also beside Hermione. Dumbledore set the camera a little ways away from them and started fiddling with it to try and get it to focus. Soon he stopped pushed a button then quickly strode over behind Harry, placed a hand on his shoulder and said to everyone, 'try and look happy!'
* * * * *
Harry awoke early the next morning to find that nearly everyone was already up and finishing off their last minute packing. Ron was running over a list in his mind, as his eyes were all strewed up and he was silently listing things off. Harry shot up in bed and said, 'What time is it?'
Ron stopped listing things off and glancing at his watch said, 'only 6:00, don't worry you still got some time but I would get up soon if I was you.'
Harry through the covers off and dressed quickly, even though he had packed everything he needed last night he was sure it was going to be hectic very soon as they would be making their way to the station. Leaving Ron to finish his checklist he moved quickly downstairs to get some breakfast. Hermione and Ginny were still eating their breakfast when Harry entered but they were eating rather fast as they both stuffed in another piece of toast.
'Moffing 'arry.' Hermione managed to say through her toast.
Harry said hello as he too sat down and started eating some porridge. Mrs. Weasley suddenly burst into the kitchen looking like she was no mood to be argued with, as she quickly whipped up some more food for everyone.
'Honestly!' she said as a pile of toast, 'If we manage to make it there on time I really should be surprised and while waiting for the others to turn up I mean really they knew about this in advance it's not as if we sprung it on them.'
Mrs. Weasley carried on talking to herself as she left the room leaving everyone glad they had managed to not draw here attention. Harry left quickly and returned to his room, Ron was still there but he was now no longer checking to see if he had everything, he was now starting to take his things down the stairs.
'Here I'll get the other end.' Harry said as he grabbed the other end of Ron's trunk.
'Thanks,' Ron said, 'We'll get your stuff next.'
It wasn't long before they had everything downstairs and ready to go. As they were getting ready to go the doorbell rang and Harry saw Mr. Weasley come in looking a little tired.
'Well everyone ready to go?' Mr. Weasley asked cheerfully. But his cheerful look vanished when he saw the face of his wife. She was livid. 'What's wrong Molly?' he asked. 'Wrong, wrong,' she began, turning red, 'No one is here for the guard that's what's wrong Arthur!' Mr. Weasley took a second before answering; he was obviously choosing his words very carefully. 'Well Molly I'm sure they are just a little behind, just give them a few more minutes.' As soon as he finished saying this there was a flash and a piece of parchment floated into the room. Mr. Weasley took the parchment and read through it quickly, the colour suddenly vanished and his face went hard as stone. He passed the note to his wife and she too lost her temper and went quite still. Everyone stood still and nobody moved, Harry was trying to breath as little as possible, it sounded oddly load in the quiet of the house. Suddenly Mr. and Mrs. Weasley recovered themselves, as they looked back over at Harry then the others. 'Alright there has been a change of plans,' Mr. Weasley said, 'we'll be taking some muggle taxis today. So everyone get your things ready we are leaving very soon to meet them.' 'What's wrong?' Harry ventured to ask. Mrs. Weasley looked at Mr. Weasley and he nodded his head as though he could read her mind.
'There's been an attack at Azkaban,' Mrs. Weasley said weakly, everyone went dead silent again in horror of what she said, it wasn't that it wasn't expected, it was that it had happened so soon.
'A few Death eaters managed to get away but some were captured again.' Mrs. Weasley finished. 'Dumbledore and the other Order members were there helping out but it was to late to recapture some. It was you-know-who in person who attacked along with some giants.'
Harry's heart sank at the news, Hagrid had tried the year before to persuade the giants to join Dumbledore and the ministry, but it had failed. Giants were very strong and could resist some spells that wizards cast.
They all stood there for a minute then Mr. Weasley looked at his watch, and gasped, 'oh Merlin! We have to meet the taxis in under five minutes come on we have to move.'
Once again everyone sprung into motion and in no time at all everyone was outside and was moving quickly to where they would meet the taxis. They had to travel a small ways to meet them, but it was necessary to try and not raise suspicion as to where they had been. They soon met the taxis and quickly piled in, no one made much conversation through the entire trip; everyone was busy with their own thoughts.
It didn't seem like a long time to Harry before they had reached King's Cross station, there everyone hurried to get trolleys as the train was soon departing. As the reached the barrier and making sure no one was looking they quickly passed through to come and see the Hogworts Express sitting there in puffing out her smoke. Harry knew he was going back, but Harry felt as though danger was not far behind, just as it always was.
Right sorry I took a long time with this one, I had to put in a few late hours at work and was really didn't feel like writing when I got home. Well the next chapter should please a few of you, Harry and Cho meet again and who knows what might happen. HA HA HA!!!
Weeks had passed by now and there was no more news of the McKnight brothers. When Harry or the others questioned the Order members about them, they either changed the subject or said that it was Order business. Harry let the matter drop for the time being, for now it was the day before he would be heading back to Hogworts.
Much like last year, Harry discovered that they would be reaching the train through the Muggle underground (much to the dislike of Mrs. Weasley). But Mr. Weasley had once again been unable to get Ministry cars to drive them, which left them little alternative.
Also in the few weeks Harry, Ron and Hermione had all gotten their OWL results back, and very much to Harry's surprised he had managed to keep most of his courses at and 'E' or above. Even in potions he had through some sort of miracle managed an 'E' but Harry knew that because he didn't have Snape breathing down his neck he had done better, much like everyone else.
Despite having the gloom of having to leave Grimmauld Place and the Order, everyone was in a good mood and was celebrating the last day they had. There was plenty of food to go around, but Harry didn't feel like eating, for his scar was now prickling. It didn't really hurt him but it was a constant annoyance and irritated him continuously. He hadn't told anyone though that it was hurting, it had happened often now for the past year or so. Harry tried to ignore it but it always remained.
The party was well underway when all of a sudden, there was someone tapping a glass with a silver spoon and everyone went quiet. Everyone turned to see who had called for this silence to see that Dumbledore had his glass raised. He beamed as he knew he had everyone attention.
'Again here we are for the second time this summer celebrating, though this time to say farewell.' Dumbledore began, 'But before we are to depart to were ever we are needed or we are sent to, (At this he glanced over at Harry and the other students) I would like to make a must humble request. I would ask that we all stand together, here in a place where we are all united, and pass again into memory as some of our pervious members will remember.'
Lupin and Moody both shifted, Harry knew that something was going on as they both looked uncomfortable. But Harry's attention went back to the Dumbledore who was fishing something out of his robes, when it immerged, Harry fought down a laugh.
'Yes,' Dumbledore said with a smile, 'I would ask that we as the entire order is here, to get our picture taken, so we will always be remember.'
There were a few groans in the crowd but somewhere laughing. Snape, who Harry saw enter briefly before to speak to Dumbledore, looked none to happy. However everyone obeyed Dumbledore's request and slowly slid together, The students, made a step back as they knew that they where not full members until they were adults but they were pulled forward was well to endure it as well. Harry stood next to Ron, who had gotten taller then Harry over the last year, and also beside Hermione. Dumbledore set the camera a little ways away from them and started fiddling with it to try and get it to focus. Soon he stopped pushed a button then quickly strode over behind Harry, placed a hand on his shoulder and said to everyone, 'try and look happy!'
* * * * *
Harry awoke early the next morning to find that nearly everyone was already up and finishing off their last minute packing. Ron was running over a list in his mind, as his eyes were all strewed up and he was silently listing things off. Harry shot up in bed and said, 'What time is it?'
Ron stopped listing things off and glancing at his watch said, 'only 6:00, don't worry you still got some time but I would get up soon if I was you.'
Harry through the covers off and dressed quickly, even though he had packed everything he needed last night he was sure it was going to be hectic very soon as they would be making their way to the station. Leaving Ron to finish his checklist he moved quickly downstairs to get some breakfast. Hermione and Ginny were still eating their breakfast when Harry entered but they were eating rather fast as they both stuffed in another piece of toast.
'Moffing 'arry.' Hermione managed to say through her toast.
Harry said hello as he too sat down and started eating some porridge. Mrs. Weasley suddenly burst into the kitchen looking like she was no mood to be argued with, as she quickly whipped up some more food for everyone.
'Honestly!' she said as a pile of toast, 'If we manage to make it there on time I really should be surprised and while waiting for the others to turn up I mean really they knew about this in advance it's not as if we sprung it on them.'
Mrs. Weasley carried on talking to herself as she left the room leaving everyone glad they had managed to not draw here attention. Harry left quickly and returned to his room, Ron was still there but he was now no longer checking to see if he had everything, he was now starting to take his things down the stairs.
'Here I'll get the other end.' Harry said as he grabbed the other end of Ron's trunk.
'Thanks,' Ron said, 'We'll get your stuff next.'
It wasn't long before they had everything downstairs and ready to go. As they were getting ready to go the doorbell rang and Harry saw Mr. Weasley come in looking a little tired.
'Well everyone ready to go?' Mr. Weasley asked cheerfully. But his cheerful look vanished when he saw the face of his wife. She was livid. 'What's wrong Molly?' he asked. 'Wrong, wrong,' she began, turning red, 'No one is here for the guard that's what's wrong Arthur!' Mr. Weasley took a second before answering; he was obviously choosing his words very carefully. 'Well Molly I'm sure they are just a little behind, just give them a few more minutes.' As soon as he finished saying this there was a flash and a piece of parchment floated into the room. Mr. Weasley took the parchment and read through it quickly, the colour suddenly vanished and his face went hard as stone. He passed the note to his wife and she too lost her temper and went quite still. Everyone stood still and nobody moved, Harry was trying to breath as little as possible, it sounded oddly load in the quiet of the house. Suddenly Mr. and Mrs. Weasley recovered themselves, as they looked back over at Harry then the others. 'Alright there has been a change of plans,' Mr. Weasley said, 'we'll be taking some muggle taxis today. So everyone get your things ready we are leaving very soon to meet them.' 'What's wrong?' Harry ventured to ask. Mrs. Weasley looked at Mr. Weasley and he nodded his head as though he could read her mind.
'There's been an attack at Azkaban,' Mrs. Weasley said weakly, everyone went dead silent again in horror of what she said, it wasn't that it wasn't expected, it was that it had happened so soon.
'A few Death eaters managed to get away but some were captured again.' Mrs. Weasley finished. 'Dumbledore and the other Order members were there helping out but it was to late to recapture some. It was you-know-who in person who attacked along with some giants.'
Harry's heart sank at the news, Hagrid had tried the year before to persuade the giants to join Dumbledore and the ministry, but it had failed. Giants were very strong and could resist some spells that wizards cast.
They all stood there for a minute then Mr. Weasley looked at his watch, and gasped, 'oh Merlin! We have to meet the taxis in under five minutes come on we have to move.'
Once again everyone sprung into motion and in no time at all everyone was outside and was moving quickly to where they would meet the taxis. They had to travel a small ways to meet them, but it was necessary to try and not raise suspicion as to where they had been. They soon met the taxis and quickly piled in, no one made much conversation through the entire trip; everyone was busy with their own thoughts.
It didn't seem like a long time to Harry before they had reached King's Cross station, there everyone hurried to get trolleys as the train was soon departing. As the reached the barrier and making sure no one was looking they quickly passed through to come and see the Hogworts Express sitting there in puffing out her smoke. Harry knew he was going back, but Harry felt as though danger was not far behind, just as it always was.
Right sorry I took a long time with this one, I had to put in a few late hours at work and was really didn't feel like writing when I got home. Well the next chapter should please a few of you, Harry and Cho meet again and who knows what might happen. HA HA HA!!!
