Harry Potter and the Order of Phoenix- Chapter 2
Harry continued to just stare at the pile of letters. Then slowly he bent down to pick up the clipping. The title glared at him. He swallowed hard. The clipping bore the title, "Two Muggles Murdered by Death Eaters, Only Witch Daughter Escaped". Harry stared at the blurred picture and could make out the familiar bushy hair. Harry trembled and picked up Ron's letter. The writing was wobbly and uneven.
Harry, I couldn't believe it either. Hermione just showed up on our doorstep off the Knight Bus, crying and shaking. She wouldn't tell us what happened, but locked herself in Ginny's room, sobbing. We found out what had happened from Dad and Percy. They had been called to the Ministry just before Hermione showed up. When they came home they told us and mom broke into hysterics and wanted to see Hermione but dad told her to let Hermione rest. I was in shock or I would have written you yesterday. I asked mom if you could come over. Hermione finally came out of Ginny's room, but all she does is walk around in a trance, or sit in front of the fire. She won't talk to anyone and I haven't seen her crying since last night. Her eyes are puffy and red and she looks so helpless that I want to do something to help, but Hermione won't talk to anyone and she won't let me help. I was hoping you could come over to see her and help me think of some way to help make her feel better. However, when we asked Professor Dumbledore he said no, it was too dangerous. When I asked why, he refused to answer. I know you're worried so I'll just keep you updated. Oh, yeah, Death Eaters killed Hermione's parents, not You-Know-Who, as a sign of power. It was to put fear into all the wizards and witches whom weren't of wizard descent, who weren't "pure-bloods", that's what dad told me. See you when we get back to Hogwarts. How are you by the way? Heard from Sirius? Ron
Harry felt exhausted. It was amazing just how much bad news could take out of you. He felt terrible and wished he could see Hermione and help her, but he knew there was no was Dumbledore would let him leave to Dursley's.
Harry then turned to the next letter, from Hogwarts, and opened it, feeling as though any more bad news would crush him.
Harry Potter, We request that you come to stay at Hogwarts for what remains of the summer holidays. Professor Dumbledore will explain everything when you arrive. Please tell Mr. and Mrs. Dursley that arrangements on how to get here will be made by us. We will be picking you up at 2:00 on Sunday evening. Minerva McGonagall.
Harry felt curious, suspicious and thrilled all at the same time. He would have more freedom at Hogwarts and at least he could write to his friends more.
Feeling a bit happier, but still weighed down with the grief of losing the Grangers and worrying about Hermione, Harry got ready for bed. He fell into a deep sleep.
However, he was woken shortly afterwards by a sharp, burning pain on his forehead. His scar was burning, the only times it did that was when Voldemort was nearby or feeling particularly murderous.
Harry continued to just stare at the pile of letters. Then slowly he bent down to pick up the clipping. The title glared at him. He swallowed hard. The clipping bore the title, "Two Muggles Murdered by Death Eaters, Only Witch Daughter Escaped". Harry stared at the blurred picture and could make out the familiar bushy hair. Harry trembled and picked up Ron's letter. The writing was wobbly and uneven.
Harry, I couldn't believe it either. Hermione just showed up on our doorstep off the Knight Bus, crying and shaking. She wouldn't tell us what happened, but locked herself in Ginny's room, sobbing. We found out what had happened from Dad and Percy. They had been called to the Ministry just before Hermione showed up. When they came home they told us and mom broke into hysterics and wanted to see Hermione but dad told her to let Hermione rest. I was in shock or I would have written you yesterday. I asked mom if you could come over. Hermione finally came out of Ginny's room, but all she does is walk around in a trance, or sit in front of the fire. She won't talk to anyone and I haven't seen her crying since last night. Her eyes are puffy and red and she looks so helpless that I want to do something to help, but Hermione won't talk to anyone and she won't let me help. I was hoping you could come over to see her and help me think of some way to help make her feel better. However, when we asked Professor Dumbledore he said no, it was too dangerous. When I asked why, he refused to answer. I know you're worried so I'll just keep you updated. Oh, yeah, Death Eaters killed Hermione's parents, not You-Know-Who, as a sign of power. It was to put fear into all the wizards and witches whom weren't of wizard descent, who weren't "pure-bloods", that's what dad told me. See you when we get back to Hogwarts. How are you by the way? Heard from Sirius? Ron
Harry felt exhausted. It was amazing just how much bad news could take out of you. He felt terrible and wished he could see Hermione and help her, but he knew there was no was Dumbledore would let him leave to Dursley's.
Harry then turned to the next letter, from Hogwarts, and opened it, feeling as though any more bad news would crush him.
Harry Potter, We request that you come to stay at Hogwarts for what remains of the summer holidays. Professor Dumbledore will explain everything when you arrive. Please tell Mr. and Mrs. Dursley that arrangements on how to get here will be made by us. We will be picking you up at 2:00 on Sunday evening. Minerva McGonagall.
Harry felt curious, suspicious and thrilled all at the same time. He would have more freedom at Hogwarts and at least he could write to his friends more.
Feeling a bit happier, but still weighed down with the grief of losing the Grangers and worrying about Hermione, Harry got ready for bed. He fell into a deep sleep.
However, he was woken shortly afterwards by a sharp, burning pain on his forehead. His scar was burning, the only times it did that was when Voldemort was nearby or feeling particularly murderous.
