Chapter 1
An Owl and a Rescue
It was just a normal summer, "temperature tomorrow will be in the high eighty's," the weatherman forecasted for the area around Privet Drive. The man watching the little tele grunted, and flipped the channel just as he heard a tap on a window.
"Bloody bird," he roared. The large man jumped up, his face flustered with the thought that neighbors might be watching. "Boy! I told you, you're bloody bird isn't allowed out during the day!"
A young man came sprinting down the stairs, "What? Hed. I mean my bird is in his cage sleeping." The boy caught sight of the beautiful owl that was hovering outside one of the windows. He ran to the window, and opened it so the owl could land on the coat hanger.
The man looked very unhappy about this, "take that ruddy bird upstairs this instant!"
"Yes, Uncle Vernon." Holding his arm out the owl climbed onto his arm as he climbed the steps to his so called room. "You know you almost got me in a lot of trouble," he quietly chastised the owl. He quickly untied the letter attached to its leg, and set the bird on the window sill so it could fly off.
Dear Harry,
I'm sorry that we haven't been in contact recently; Dumbledore
said it was best not to write you until we were ready for you to come
here. Here being, well. when you check the second letter you'll
understand. The order isn't totally in hiding anymore so he said that
we could start work on your occlumency training. While that means we
get to see you, Ron and I are looking forward to your return, you will
also be resuming lessons with Snape. I'm sorry.
Ron's been helping the twins by working at their shop most of
the summer, but he's going to be coming to stay here with his mother
for the last two weeks of summer. So that means that you and I will
have one week just between us before Ron arrives. I'm no Ron, but I'm
sure that we can find some things that are fun don't you think? If
nothing else we can study for N.E.W.T.s! Well, I promised Ginny I
would help her with her studies a little.
Oh, about picking you up. Tonks and the others are preparing to
pick you up. I wanted to come but it seems they think it's a bad
idea. I'm still talking with them about it. They will be by early
tomorrow to bring you here. I can't wait to see you.
Love, Hermione
'Finally,' was all Harry could think before setting the letter down, open and in view. Flipping to the second letter, sealed with the Gringotts' wax emblem, Harry tore the seal off. Opening the letter he read.
Dear Mr. Harry Potter,
Recent events have come to our attention, and transcripts of Mr.
Sirius Black's will have been issued. Mr. Black has given provided
for the transfer of all property including a 'Black Family Estate' and
the contents of the vault under his name in our protection.
The contents have been transferred, including a deed to said
building, to your vault and all necessary precautionary measures have
been taken to insure your vault remains safe.
Sincerely, Harkon The-Gold-Tab Gringotts Bank Administrator
'Sirius,' Harry thought. "This is going to be a long night." So he began to pack things into his trunk for tomorrow's transportation to Sirius's house. 'no, its my house now,' Harry thought. The night dragged on and on after he had lied down to sleep, it never came to him.
Harry tossed and turned all through the night, seeing his god father fall into the vale in the department of mysteries. When the light hit him he gave up on sleeping anymore and quietly got dressed and tried to wipe the tiredness from his face. Wishing the water could wash away the tears and worries that still appeared on his face. Harry, aware Hermione will be worried if she seems him like this, put on his best smile in hopes that he could practice fooling Tonks.
Half way through the Dursly's breakfast a knock echoed on the door. "Who could that be, this early in the morning?" Vernon huffed. Vernon's shock was only surpassed by Harry's at the early arrival of his 'rescuers'.
"BOY!" Vernon yelled, "What is the meaning of this?"
"Sir, we're here to pick up Harry." A voice familiar to Harry sighed.
"You're leaving boy?" Vernon eyed the young lady at the door.
"Yes sir, he is."
"Do not speak unless spoken to!" Vernon roared.
"Do not speak to HER like that!" Harry yelled as he came in full view of Hermione standing in the doorway shock written all over her face. Harry's anger was evident on his face. Hermione's shock faded to be replaced by determination, managing to push past the heifer of a man she ran up to Harry.
"Calm down," she whispered into his ear while hugging him close. Harry looked at Vernon for a second more before returning the hug to his best friend, a hug that lasted a bit too long.
"Do you have no manners?" Tonks said from the doorway. Harry and Hermione looked over and gave a laugh; Vernon stood there staring at Tonks' hair which was a brilliant shade of fuchsia standing on end.
"Vernon," Harry said with his arm still around Hermione, "this is Tonks. She's one of my good friends." Harry and Hermione burst out laughing; Tonks gave a grin as Vernon stood there dumbstruck and angry. Harry swore he heard Vernon mumble something before Tonks gestured for them to get going. "My trunks upstairs, Hermione would you give me a hand?"
Hermione nodded and followed Harry up the stairs a few seconds later the silence still remained downstairs as they carried the trunk downstairs. No word was spoken as they left, placing the trunk in the boot of a Rolls Royce. Harry held the door open for Hermione and got in the other side. Tonks looked on with a smile and jumped in the front and drove off.
It was just a normal summer, "temperature tomorrow will be in the high eighty's," the weatherman forecasted for the area around Privet Drive. The man watching the little tele grunted, and flipped the channel just as he heard a tap on a window.
"Bloody bird," he roared. The large man jumped up, his face flustered with the thought that neighbors might be watching. "Boy! I told you, you're bloody bird isn't allowed out during the day!"
A young man came sprinting down the stairs, "What? Hed. I mean my bird is in his cage sleeping." The boy caught sight of the beautiful owl that was hovering outside one of the windows. He ran to the window, and opened it so the owl could land on the coat hanger.
The man looked very unhappy about this, "take that ruddy bird upstairs this instant!"
"Yes, Uncle Vernon." Holding his arm out the owl climbed onto his arm as he climbed the steps to his so called room. "You know you almost got me in a lot of trouble," he quietly chastised the owl. He quickly untied the letter attached to its leg, and set the bird on the window sill so it could fly off.
Dear Harry,
I'm sorry that we haven't been in contact recently; Dumbledore
said it was best not to write you until we were ready for you to come
here. Here being, well. when you check the second letter you'll
understand. The order isn't totally in hiding anymore so he said that
we could start work on your occlumency training. While that means we
get to see you, Ron and I are looking forward to your return, you will
also be resuming lessons with Snape. I'm sorry.
Ron's been helping the twins by working at their shop most of
the summer, but he's going to be coming to stay here with his mother
for the last two weeks of summer. So that means that you and I will
have one week just between us before Ron arrives. I'm no Ron, but I'm
sure that we can find some things that are fun don't you think? If
nothing else we can study for N.E.W.T.s! Well, I promised Ginny I
would help her with her studies a little.
Oh, about picking you up. Tonks and the others are preparing to
pick you up. I wanted to come but it seems they think it's a bad
idea. I'm still talking with them about it. They will be by early
tomorrow to bring you here. I can't wait to see you.
Love, Hermione
'Finally,' was all Harry could think before setting the letter down, open and in view. Flipping to the second letter, sealed with the Gringotts' wax emblem, Harry tore the seal off. Opening the letter he read.
Dear Mr. Harry Potter,
Recent events have come to our attention, and transcripts of Mr.
Sirius Black's will have been issued. Mr. Black has given provided
for the transfer of all property including a 'Black Family Estate' and
the contents of the vault under his name in our protection.
The contents have been transferred, including a deed to said
building, to your vault and all necessary precautionary measures have
been taken to insure your vault remains safe.
Sincerely, Harkon The-Gold-Tab Gringotts Bank Administrator
'Sirius,' Harry thought. "This is going to be a long night." So he began to pack things into his trunk for tomorrow's transportation to Sirius's house. 'no, its my house now,' Harry thought. The night dragged on and on after he had lied down to sleep, it never came to him.
Harry tossed and turned all through the night, seeing his god father fall into the vale in the department of mysteries. When the light hit him he gave up on sleeping anymore and quietly got dressed and tried to wipe the tiredness from his face. Wishing the water could wash away the tears and worries that still appeared on his face. Harry, aware Hermione will be worried if she seems him like this, put on his best smile in hopes that he could practice fooling Tonks.
Half way through the Dursly's breakfast a knock echoed on the door. "Who could that be, this early in the morning?" Vernon huffed. Vernon's shock was only surpassed by Harry's at the early arrival of his 'rescuers'.
"BOY!" Vernon yelled, "What is the meaning of this?"
"Sir, we're here to pick up Harry." A voice familiar to Harry sighed.
"You're leaving boy?" Vernon eyed the young lady at the door.
"Yes sir, he is."
"Do not speak unless spoken to!" Vernon roared.
"Do not speak to HER like that!" Harry yelled as he came in full view of Hermione standing in the doorway shock written all over her face. Harry's anger was evident on his face. Hermione's shock faded to be replaced by determination, managing to push past the heifer of a man she ran up to Harry.
"Calm down," she whispered into his ear while hugging him close. Harry looked at Vernon for a second more before returning the hug to his best friend, a hug that lasted a bit too long.
"Do you have no manners?" Tonks said from the doorway. Harry and Hermione looked over and gave a laugh; Vernon stood there staring at Tonks' hair which was a brilliant shade of fuchsia standing on end.
"Vernon," Harry said with his arm still around Hermione, "this is Tonks. She's one of my good friends." Harry and Hermione burst out laughing; Tonks gave a grin as Vernon stood there dumbstruck and angry. Harry swore he heard Vernon mumble something before Tonks gestured for them to get going. "My trunks upstairs, Hermione would you give me a hand?"
Hermione nodded and followed Harry up the stairs a few seconds later the silence still remained downstairs as they carried the trunk downstairs. No word was spoken as they left, placing the trunk in the boot of a Rolls Royce. Harry held the door open for Hermione and got in the other side. Tonks looked on with a smile and jumped in the front and drove off.