Chapter Two: Back to the Burrow
The next morning Harry woke up to a sharp pain in his scar, as he lay in bed, and remembered his vision from the other day.
He wondered how Voldemort was going to attack him using this mystery girl that he loved, when at the moment there was no love interest in his life.
Harry decided to think about this topic later, maybe when there was some one he loved, as he sighed, got out of bed, and went to get dressed.
Ten minutes later Harry was walking downstairs, as he heard his uncle complain about something, and he walked into the kitchen.
Once he walked in the talking stopped, as Harry sat down, and Aunt Petunia put a plate of eggs in front of him.
Harry thanked her, as he picked up his fork, and Uncle Vernon went back to talking.
Harry listened to him read the paper aloud, while Dudley glared at him, and Vernon said "Oh dear, a whole family in Whales was found dead in their house. The autopsy revealed that they were all in perfect health, and that there were no visible wounds found on them. They only had a look of absolute terror in their eyes."
Harry dropped his fork, as he stared at the paper, and Uncle Vernon looked at him. "What's wrong boy?"
Harry closed his mouth, as he picked up his fork, pulled himself together, and said "Oh nothing. By the way my friends are coming tomorrow at 4 to pick me up, I'll be spending the rest of the summer with them."
Aunt Petunia gasped, as Uncle Vernon almost chocked, and then asked "And how will they be getting here?"
"The same way they did last time."
Uncle Vernon's face turned red, as he grabbed Harry's shirt, and said "Their using the fire place then?"
Harry nodded, he looked at his uncle, and asked "Are you sure you want to hurt me, I can tell my friends, and you know they won't like it."
Uncle Vernon dropped Harry's shirt, as he mumbled something, and stormed out of the room.
Aunt Petunia soon followed Vernon, as did Dudley with his hands on his bottom, and Harry was left in the kitchen by himself.
Harry frowned, as he picked up his fork, the news in the paper meant that Voldemort was definitely back.
Harry could only think of one way in which you die that left you with no psychical wounds, and a look of terror in your eyes.
It was the killing curse, and now the muggles knew about it, this was bad. Harry sighed, as he finished his eggs in silence, and then went back to his room.
Harry spent the day counting down the hours till the Weasley's came, and doing his homework.
Harry figured that he might as well get it done because he probably wouldn't have the time when he was with Ron.
He only left his room for lunch and dinner, and he finally put his books away, and went to bed around 12.
Harry fell into a wonderful sleep, as he dreamed about being back at Hogwarts, and being with his friends.
Harry dreamed about being at the place he considered his true home, learning magic, and just being happy.
As his dream progressed into a happy time, a white face flashed across his dream, and a cold laugh echoed through Harry's head.
Voldemort raised his hand, as he beckoned the same seer forward that Harry had seen in his last vision.
"Seer do you have any news for me about the Potter boys new love?"
"We know that he called her his goddess, in a matter of speaking."
The red eyes of Voldemort narrowed towards the seer, and he asked "What does that mean?"
The seer bowed again, and said "My lord he called her his Devi. Devi is a child's name, it is located in one of the many baby name books, and it is Hindu for goddess. So we are searching the entire wizarding registry looking for any witch with Devi in her name."
Voldemort smiled, as he nodded, and said "Very well seer, let me know when you have more."
The seer nodded, as she got up, and walked out of the room. Harry let out a scream, as his scar burned unbearably hot, and he was awakened.
Harry lay there for a few seconds, as he held his scar, and remembered the vision.
All he had to do to avoid Voldemort was stay away from any girl with Devi in her name, that was easy for as far as he knew he didn't know any one with that in their name.
He sat up, as he suddenly remembered that the Weasley's were coming today, and he decided to start packing his things.
A short two hours later Harry was double checking his trunk to make sure he wasn't leaving anything.
He checked around the room, making sure that nothing had been left laying about, and then he lifted his trunk, and began to walk downstairs.
He carried his trunk into the living room, when Dudley spotted him, and said "Your leaving then?"
Harry put his trunk next to the fire place, as he nodded, and went back up to his room.
He came back down with his Firebolt, and a golden cage, that was normally the home of his owl Hedwig, however the owl at the moment was out delivering a message to Hermione.
Harry had sent her early this morning, letting Hermione know that he would meet her on the 11th in front of Florish and Blotts, and he told Hedwig that he would be at Ron's once she returned.
He placed the cage and broom on top of his trunk, and went to get some breakfast.
4 o'clock came to find Harry was sitting on the steps waiting for Ron, when Dudley came over, and said "So where are you friends?"
Harry glared at him, as he walked towards the fire place, and said "They should be coming shortly. You might want to hide, because if they find out you've been mean to me they might do something worse than give you a little piggy tale."
Dudley squealed, as he grabbed his bottom, and ran from the room.
Harry sighed, as he sat on the couch, and stared at the fire place.
Suddenly bright green flames leapt to live, as a body popped into the fire from out of thin air, and walked towards Harry.
Harry smiled, as he recognized the body as that of his best friend Ron, and stood up.
They shook hands, as another body appeared in the fire place, and walked towards Harry.
This happened two more times, as Harry greeted the Weasley's, and they said hi to him.
Mr. Weasley looked at Harry, and asked "Harry where is your family?"
"They're in the kitchen hiding."
He nodded, as Fred and George grabbed Harry trunk and heaved it into the fire place.
After Fred and George flooed back to the Burrow, Ron lifted Hedwig's cage, and stepped into the fire place.
As he flooed back Harry grabbed his broom, and flooed back with Mr. Weasley.
As soon as Harry stepped out of the fire place, into the Weasley's living room Mrs. Weasley stepped forward, and gave him a hug.
Once Mrs. Weasley pulled away, she smiled, and said "Harry how are you dear. It is wonderful to see you."
Harry smiled, and said "It's nice to see you too Mrs. Weasley. I'm fine, thank you for asking."
Molly gently poked Harry, and said "Harry, I told you call me mum, your just like another son to me. You're a part of this family always and forever just like all my biological children, remember that."
Harry nodded, as he hugged her, and said "Thanks mum."
Molly was beaming with delight, as Ron came up behind Harry, and said "Let's get this stuff to our room."
Harry agreed, as Ron lead the way to his room, which was where Harry would be staying, followed by Fred and George, who where carrying Harry's trunk for him.
Once they reached Ron's room, Fred and George set down the trunk, and Harry asked "So how's the joke shop going?"
Fred smiled, as he pulled out something from his pocket, and said "Oh it's going fabulously. Do you wanna try our newest creation? It's called a chocolate cow cream."
Harry shook his head, as Fred frowned, and put the pastry back in his pocket, while George said "Oh well, besides mum would have a fit if she knew we'd turned you into a cow."
Harry smiled, thankful that Mrs. Weasley felt so strongly about him, when Fred leaned in, and said "Harry we wanted to talk to you about our form of funds."
Then he glanced to Ron, as Harry got the message, as he smiled to the twins, and said "It's okay guys Ron and Hermione both know that I gave you my tri-wizard cup winnings."
George nodded, as he and Fred sat on Ron's bed, and said "Well Harry since you got us started we wanted to thank you. Now since you gave us the money in the first place, it's obvious that you don't want any part of the profits, but we figured maybe you'd want to be our business manager. You could balance our books, and make sure we stay in budget. You know keep us from going bankrupt."
Harry shook his head, as he said "That is a nice offer you guys, but I'm not that good with figures. You might want to find someone else to do that."
George smiled, and said "That's cool, but remember the position will always be open if you need it."
Harry nodded, as Fred and George walked out of the room, and he and Ron sat down to talk.
Pretty soon Fred and George were knocking on Ron's door, as they walked in, and asked "Hey are you two up for a game of quidditch?"
Harry and Ron nodded, as they grabbed their brooms, and raced downstairs.
They all ran into the back yard, and Harry was surprised to see Bill, Charlie, and Fleur there.
When Bill saw Harry, he ran over, and said "Hey Harry, what's up?"
Harry smiled, as he noticed Bill's earring, and said "On nothing much, how about you?"
Bill nodded towards Fleur, and said "Well got myself a girlfriend. Hey Fleur, come say hi to Harry."
Fleur looked up, as her eyes widened, and she raced over to Harry.
She hugged him, and did the double cheek kiss thing, and said "Oh 'arry, 'ow wonderful to zee you again."
Harry nodded, as a thought struck him, and he said "Nice too see you too Fleur, um out of curiosity what is your middle name?"
Fleur gave Harry a quizzical look, before saying "It'z Jacqueline, why?"
Harry shook it off, as Charlie sauntered over to great Harry, and get the game started.
"Come on whose ready to play some quidditch?"
Everyone cheered, as they took their positions, and the game of four on four began.
Harry was the seeker (of course) as well as Ginny, Fred and George were the beaters, Ron and Fleur was the keeper, and Bill, and Charlie were the chasers.
After a while Mrs. Weasley called them all in for dinner, as everyone flew down to the ground, and made they over to the outside table the had been set up.
All eleven of them gathered around the one table, as Mrs. Weasley filled the table with all the dishes she had cooked that day.
Once they said grace, everyone began filling their plates, and Mrs. Weasley yelled at Fred and George.
"How many times have I told you keep your confounded jokes off of my kitchen table."
They snickered, as they pulled a plate of canary creams off the table, and Ginny laughed.
Of course Mrs. Weasley was loading Harry's plate with ten times more than he could eat.
She handed it to him, as he smiled polity at her, and began to pick at it.
Meanwhile Ron was stuffing his face, as he looked at Harry, and asked "Sfffo Harry fow oo vou dink ve'll bo ack quibbitc dis ear?" (Translation; So Harry how do you think we'll do at quidditch this year?)
In the process of asking the question Ron strayed bits of food on the table, and Molly yelled "Ronald Weasley eat with you mouth closed. I thought I taught you some manners."
Ron leaned back in his seat, as he apologized, and finished his mouthful of food.
The atmosphere was so wonderful, Harry laughed, as Ron stuffed himself, and Mrs. Weasley yelled at him again to close his mouth.
Everything was exactly as Harry remembered it with the Weasley's, and he couldn't have been happier to be with his "family".
As the laughter died down, the table began to empty, and eventually only Ginny, Harry, and
Ron were left.
Ginny began gathering the dishes, and helping her mom clear the table, while Ron and Harry went up to Ron's room.
Later that night, Harry and Ron were in Ron's room, Ron was laying in his bed, while
Harry was laying on an old army cot, and they were talking.
Ron looked at Harry, as Harry absent-mindly scratched his scar, and asked "So mate do you think there'll any trouble from Vo…Vol…him this year?"
Harry laughed, as he looked at his best friend, and said "Come on Ron, you have helped me face Voldemort three times, and you still can't say his name."
"It's not the same for me as it is for you. You've actually seen him five times, I have never seen him."
Harry nodded, and said "Be glad you've never seen him, he's ugly as hell. But remember what Hermione said our second year 'Fear of the name only increases fear of the thing itself'. Just say Voldemort, and get it over with."
Ron nodded, as he took a deep breath, and said "Okay, I'll say it. Do you think we'll have any trouble with Vol…Voldemort this year?"
Harry remembered his visions, and his scar burning over the summer, but he didn't want to bother Ron with it just yet, so he lied, and said that he didn't know.
After changing the subject they both agreed that they would meet Hermione outside Florish and Blotts on the 11th.
After a few moments of silence, Ron cleared his throat, and said "Harry how do you feel about Hermione?"
Harry noticed Ron's ears turning red, as he answered "She's just like a sister why?"
"Well I wanted to try and make her my girlfriend, I just wanted to make sure you were comfortable with that."
Harry nodded to Ron, and said "I'd be fine with that Ron, you two deserve to be happy."
Ron nodded back, as his smile suddenly turned to a frown, and he asked "What about you Harry, any special ladies at Hogwarts?"
"Not really, not since Cho Chang."
"Well why not, there are plenty of pretty girls interested in you."
Harry sighed, and said "That is probably true, I just don't think it's right to get seriously involved with anyone while Voldemort is still after me. I mean I hate to sound morbid, but I could die in one of my confrontations with him. I'd end up just like Cedric...rest his soul, and then I'd be leaving the person I loved just as depressed, and heart broken as Cho Chang was. I just don't think I could do that to a person."
Ron looked at Harry, as he shook his head, and said "Harry that is bull shit and you know it. You already faced Voldemort 5 times, you defeated him as an infant, and you've survived the kedeva curse, there is no way he'll be able to kill you."
Harry sighed, as he nodded, remembering that he hadn't told Ron about the prophecy, and said "That's not really what I meant Ron, but any way enough of this talk. I'm tired let's just go to bed."
Ron sighed, as he agreed, and turned out the light.