Disclaimer: I don't own these characters. Most of them belong to J.K. Rowling. I do own any characters that never appeared in the Harry Potter series.
Chapter 1
Harry Potter suddenly woke up; lying flat on his back, breathing hard as though he has just ran a few miles. He slapped his hands over his face and tried to cover the tears that were streaming down his cheeks. He had been having the same dream ever since he came back, the memory of Sirius Black dueling with his cousin, Bellatrix Lestrange. Black, laughing and taunting her when a jet of red light hit him straight in his chest and Black fell through the ancient doorway and beyond the veil. He quickly wiped away the tears and sweat on his face and pushed back his hair, revealing a scar shaped like a lighting bolt. Harry was an unusual boy in many ways, very different from the inhabitants of number four, Privet Drive. He was a wizard, the most famous young wizard for his age. He has banished the dark lord, Lord Voldemort, when he was a kid when none have ever survived the dark lord during those dark years. He was now a 6th Year student at School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
"Sirius…" Harry muttered, still thinking about him. He missed Sirius deeply, reason being that he's his godfather, the only kin he had left ever since the fateful day when Lord Voldemort killed his parents and tried to kill him, only to be banished by a unknown power.
"Glad you're awake"
Harry jumped out of his bed, one hand searching for his glasses and another groping for his wand. "Who's there?" Harry asked as he wore his glasses and pointed his wand at the area he heard the voice.
"Think we need some light here, Lumos" the voice continued, as light flared in 1 corner of his bedroom.
"Professor Dumbledore!"
"Good morning Harry, hope you had a good night's rest." Professor Dumbledore replied softly. He was sitting in the corner on a squashy chintz armchair. "It's not my usual style to just go into someone's home but as your relatives are still sleeping, and I thought it would be better not to wake them up. Would you like some tea?"
Harry just shook his head.
"Now since you are awake I can go on with what I'm here for" he continued at Harry's quizzed look on his face. "I'm here today not only as your professor, but also your friend. First of all I would think you would want some updates, the death eaters captured are still in custody of the Ministry Of Magic itself. With the mass revolt of the dementors, the Ministry have decided that the most secure place is in the ministry itself." Harry nodded numbly as Dumbledore continued. "Second, you would be happy to note that all your friends are still well and alive, Tom (Lord Voldemort's name) has not shown himself since that day and the Ministry is already taking steps to further protect the population."
"Now Harry." he continued, surveying Harry through those half-moon glasses. "I regret to tell you that I'm here to conduct lessons with you, unfortunately whether you like it or not." he added after seeing Harry's shocked look. "I'll inform your uncle about me being here to teach you, although I'll must say that no matter what their decision I'll still be here. Questions?"
"Er…" That's all Harry is able to say, his mind still trying to process the information.
"You may wonder why I'm here to teach you during your summer break." Dumbledore carried on. "There's lots of reasons behind it, but the main reason is the prophecy and the death of Sirius." There was a pause, as though the words hurt, but he soon continued. "You need to be powerful Harry, not powerful like Voldemort is in the dark arts, but powerful enough in the non-dark arts to resist him. After discussions with the others, we all have agreed to teach you all we know, as to prepare you for your battles. Within your last 2 years in Hogwarts, I hope to pass on to you all I know."
He continued as Harry nodded, "For this three months of your summer holidays, I will come here to teach you on weekdays and hopefully fast enough that you can go over to the Burrow for your last few days of the break. It will be like your Defense Against The Dark Arts lessons, the only difference being what I'm going to teach you is well beyond the Nastily Exhausting Wizarding Tests. And further to that I'm going to continue teaching you Occulemcy and teach you how to become Animagi." At this point, Harry heard a creak from the bedroom beside him that can only mean one thing; Uncle Veron was getting up.
"Now I have to leave you Harry, its best to come in by the front door." He winked at Harry. "The lessons will start next week and if should something happen to me, someone else will take over me. I have to finish my business at the Ministry, it's getting quite mad in there." The armchair vanished with a wave of his wand. "I'll see you soon Harry."
"Wait Professor!" Harry had so many questions he wanted to ask.
"Not now Harry, I'll answer them the next time I see you. In the mean time, you would want to read these books here" Harry's eyes shifted to a tower of books just next to his bed as Dumbledore prepared to Apparate. "By the way, the Ministry has nicely agreed to let you use magic, as long as it's in this house." He added, surveying Harry again "I have high hopes for you Harry." He finished and Apparated from the room with a loud crack.
Harry remained on his bed, mind working furiously. He was about to grab a piece of parchment to inform Ron and Hermione about the incident when Dumbledore reappeared with a crack in his room.
"Forgive me Harry, but I forgotten to tell you that under no circumstances that anyone, including Mr Weasley and Miss Granger, know about this other then those who already know, although I'll make a exception for your girlfriend" he added with a smile. "And now that your godfather is gone, Mr. Remus has agreed to be your guardian in the magic world. I hope this will cheer you up."
He smiled at Harry before Apparating with a loud crack.
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