This story isn't mine it is a friend's her name is Michelle. This is a
wonderful story. Please read.
Welcome.
This story in no way shape or form is to replace any thing JKR writes *so the lawyers, WB management, and author of Tyra Gotter can rest easy* .this is purely a fun story and its especially filled with Cliffies. This has been a long time in the making and I'm sure it has elements from other stories so please don't hate me if it sounds like your story. It merely complements the already great stories out there on the boards.
Other Important Notes About This Story:
Being this is the Fourth Posting of this story, I have had some help in writing from the King of Cliffies. It is with his help on the rewrites I am hopeful that the WB will stop deleting my storyline and bumps permitting allow this revision to be flamed on the boards. My sincerest dedication and a humble thank you to the entire Royal Family of Cliffies for the continual bumps, and help with the growth of my story.
Now for the final dedication.
A story by Michelle, the aptly named Countess of Cliffies, and this is dedicated to all the people who write and read these stories every day and also this to Heather who just can't wait for the next book.
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CHAPTER 1. 15
Voldemort was laughing shrilly. Deatheaters were closing in around their master. A large snake was circling around the gravestone in which Harry was tied to. Watched as Peter Pettrigrew pulled a knife from his pocket, Harry woke up in a icy cold sweat just as his blood begun to spill from the wound.
Realizing that it was all just a nightmare. Harry put his hand on his scar, and was surprised as it burned painfully. This was the dream he had witnessed every night since he left Hogwarts. It was the event that Harry witnessed after he touched the Triwizarding Tournament cup just earlier that year. The rebirth of Lord Voldemort still chilled Harry to the very core.
Harry Potter might have dismissed this nightmare if only he was only a normal teenager. He may have simply rolled out of bed, and ran down to breakfast in that case as well, but Harry Potter was not a normal teenager. No, instead Harry Potter was the boy who lived. Now as Harry got out of bed and started pacing around his bedroom, he was still clutching his scar.
It was this scar that made him different from all other witches and wizards. He got that scar 14 years ago when Voldermort came to his house and tried to kill him. Instead however the deadly curse backfired, and Harry at the age of one found himself alone with nothing more than a lightning-bolt shaped scare to stand as a testimony of that fatale nights events. Voldermort however did not fully perish. After 14 year of dormancy, and through the blood of his enemy, Voldermort had once again gained a body, and was once again after Harry Potter.
Harry was unaware of any of this however until the age of 11. He had grown up being abused by his Aunt, Uncle, and Cousin until then, and until rescued by Rubeus Hagrid just shortly after his 11th birthday, Harry had lived as a muggle, or to the non-magical community, Harry had lived as a regular boy. This all changed that night Harry meet Rubeus Hagrid. It was that night he found out he was a wizard and shortly after he joined his fellow wizards at the finest School there is for wizards; Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Pacing around the room, and clutching his scar, Harry started wondering whether he should take another sleeping pill or contact his headmaster Albus Dumbledore. Every time he had this nightmare it got clearer and clearer, and with every event that came into focus, his scar hurt more and more. After rattling his head for what to do, Harry decided it was to late to trouble the headmaster.
Harry put on his glasses and looked at the alarm on his bedside cabinet. It was 11:58 PM. He was going to be 15 in 2 minutes! Starting to get a bit excited he looked out his window.
In the distance he saw 2 owls heading for his window. Harry quickly opened it and the owls soared in. He walked over to both of them, and recognized them to be Hedwig, his snowy white owl, and Pig; the owl that belonged to his best friend Ron Weasley.
Pig had a bit of a problem, depth perception. As the owl came closer it appeared to be out of control. Grabbing his cousin's baseball mite, one in which had never been used, Harry caught the tiny bird just before it hit the closed part of his bedroom window. He noticed almost immediately that the tiny owl was wearing glasses. Giggled to himself so he wouldn't wake up his evil uncle Dursley and Aunt Petunia, Harry took the heavy parcel from the owl and put the tiny creature on his bed.
As soon as he did that, he noticed Hedwig had already dropped the other package and had walked over her cage for some rest. Even though Hedwig wasn't fond of Pig she guessed the little owl couldn't take any more flight tonight and allowed Pig to rest. Harry picked up one of the parcels and opened it.
Attached to the parcel was a letter. He recognized, by the neat handwriting, it was from Hermione. The letter read: -
Dear Harry,
Happy birthday! I hope your family is treating you well. I've been busy reading and studding about new curses this summer, and believe my gift may come in handy. I hope you like your present. Oh bye the way, I'm going to be staying over at Ron's next week. I hope you are able to come to, if not then I'll see you on the train.
Love Hermione.
p.s.- do be careful after what happened last term.
Harry finished reading the letter and felt something weird in his stomach, like butterflies. Ignoring the feeling he opened her present.
Inside was a book. He read the title. It was called "the book of curses"
When he opened the book, a note fell out. It read
Harry,
this book has all the curses ever known. It will help you realize them, how to stop them and recognize anyone under a curse. I thought this would help you since you-know-who has risen again.
Harry flicked through the book, and she was right, it did have all the curses. He then picked up the next parcel and read the letter attached to it, it read:
Dear Harry,
Happy Birthday!!! How's your holiday with those muggles? Mums seeing if you can come over next week, Hermione might be coming as well. Hope you like your present, it's from me, George and Fred, they paid for It. (I wonder where they got the money?) Ginny also sent a present. Hers is the big one. I hope it's useful,
Ron.
p.s. Did you see mate??? Pig's got glasses!! Apparently, he was almost blind.
Harry thought well duh. and opened the 2 presents. Ginny sent him a box full of chocolate frogs. Reminding himself to send thank you notes he looked at Ron's present. It was a crystal. Looking puzzled he read the note that came with it.
Harry, this crystal will tell you when danger is near you. When it turns red, danger is near. It's much better than the sneakoscope because it cost quite a bit and we got it checked. I thought it would be very useful this year in Hogwarts.
Harry glanced over at the crystal and hoped it worked properly. As he gobbled up some of the chocolate he just received, another 2 owls flew into his room.
"Wow", muttered Harry, "I never got so many owls." He took the letters and parcel off the 2 robust owls. Identifying them as school owls he released them from the burden and they shot out of the window in a flash. He picked up one of the letters it read: -
Happie birthdar Harry,
How are you, the Dursleys are treating you fine i ope. I just got back from my mission, can't say much, but i'll have to go back aftar tomorrow. I hope you enjoy your birthdar cake, i'll see you in Hogwarts.
Hagrid
He looked at the cake in the box. It was a huge chocolate cake , with Happie Birthdar Harrry in green icing. He read the next letter.
It read:-
Dear Mr. Potter,
I'm writing to remind you that term begins as usual on 1st September. And to catch the Hogwarts Express from platform 9 and 3/4 at 11 0'clock from Kings Cross St.
Enclosed is your list of things for the new school year and a permission form. This year is one of the most important of your Wizarding Education. You will be doing your O.W.Ls. Because of this the fifth year will be going on several trips to help you with your studies. In order to go, you must get a parent or Guardian to sign the form,
sincerely yours,
Prof. M. McGonagall
As Harry finished reading another owl flew in, it was also another school owl. Harry took the letter and read it, it was from Dumbledore. It read:-
Dear Harry,
Happy Birthday. I received your letter about your nightmares. Harry don't worry. You are just remembering what happened, and I'm not surprised if it makes your scar hurt. It's not that Voldermort is near by, it's just he feels such hatred that you were able to slip out of his fingers yet again. Harry you have to be extremely careful this year, since Lord Voldermort has risen again. This school year will be difficult for everyone.
I assume Ronald told you that he wants you to come over to stay at his house. Well I think its safe for you to go next week. I have just informed Mr. and Mrs. Weasley. Enjoy the rest of your holidays,
Yours sincerely,
Prof. Dumbledore.
Harry finished reading the letter and felt more excited; he was going to his best friend Ron's next week! He couldn't wait! Putting all his presents on the desk, he felt slightly disappointed that Sirius hadn't written, but feeling sleepy he laid back down on his bed falling asleep feeling happier than he had before.
The next morning Harry woke up, startled when he opened his eyes to see a man leaning over him.
"Sirius!" Harry yelled.
"Happy Birthday Harry." Sirius replied.
"What the hell are you doing here," Harry asked concerned.
"Well it is your birthday and everything.... Hey! Watch your language!" replied Sirius. Harry got out of bed and threw his arms around his godfather. He hardly ever got to see him, since he is on the run for a crime he didn't commit.
"Wait, the Dursley's." Harry started to protest.
"Relax, they know I'm here." Sirius replied. After Sirus and Harry talked for an hour, Harry realized that something was behind Sirius, actually something big.
"Sirius, what's that thing behind you?"
"It's your birthday present, it will be very useful..." and with that he gave Harry his present.
Harry looked at his present, and what a surprise it was.
"Fawkes?", asked Harry.
"No, Harry, this isn't Fawkes, but it is a phoenix. Happy Birthday." replied Sirius.
"Really? Wow, thanks Sirius-"
"Actually, it's from me and Remus."
"Professor Lupin and you and he got me this? I don't know how to thank you." Harry looked at his godfather as tears started to form in his eyes.
"Harry, you just did..." Sirius looked at his godson with the pride.
"Um... Sirius, how come you got me a phoenix? asked Harry.
"You will find out soon, but I'm not saying anything." replied Sirius.
Harry looked disappointed, "Ok, but what shall I call him?"
Suddenly a huge black raven flew into Harry's room, with something in its beak. Interested, and freighted at the same time, Harry walked closer to the animal, only to gasp when he saw what the animal was carrying.
Crammed inside the raven's beak was an arm. And on that arm was the dark mark, next to the words "THIS WILL BE YOUR LAST BIRTHDAY POTTER, YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED." scrawled in blood across the flesh. Sirius rushed over and just as he was about to grab the raven he noticed the hand was grasping a wand.
Harry started to back away as the tears welled up in his eyes and countless memories of the torture he suffered at the hands of his nemesis flooded his mind. Unable to pull his eyes from the arm, Harry's scared suddenly flared up in paid as his eyes meet those of the ravens.
Clutching the scar, and screaming in pain, Harry felt darkness creep into his mind. The next thing he knew his eyes were rolling back, and Harry was falling down into complete darkness.
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In a far distance, Harry heard his name being called. "Leave me alone!" Harry thought. He felt someone violently shaking him. "Leave me alone." He said again, but this time he slowly opened his eyes as well. Standing over him was Dumbledore, and slowly realizing what happened Harry jerked up and started speaking,
"Professor Dumbledore, a raven flew in and-"
"I know what happened, Sirius explained." Dumbledore said with his face and voice full of concern.
"Harry, don't worry, your safe now. I have put another Fidelius charm over your house, and I must warn you. I fear that you and Professor Snape are in gave danger. Sirius is going to be your secret keeper. You will come now and gather your things, you will move early this week. Yes, your aunt and uncle know about it. I have explained it to them while you were still blacked out."
"Professor Dumbledore, why did i faint and my scar hurt when I looked into the ravens eyes?"
"As you know, ravens are an omen of death. And that raven was connected with Voldermort somehow. So it was like you were looking into Voldermort's eyes." Harry looked at Sirius, who looked sick with worry.
"Um... Professor Dumbledore, am I-"
"Yes Harry, you are going to go be living at the Burrow. Until you leave, Sirius will stay with you. And yes your uncle and aunt know about him staying here. I have to go now, but once again Happy Birthday." With a small pop Dumbledore apparated. Harry turned to Sirius.
"Well, we better go down for breakfast." Sirius motioned and followed Harry downstairs. When he got to the kitchen, his mouth dropped.
Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia and Dudley were sitting around the kitchen table, and placed on it was......a birthday cake, for Harry. Harry stood there unable to believe his eyes. Uncle Vernon spotted Harry and said, in an awkward voice:
"Happy birthday Harry". Harry just stood there with his mouth still open. He finally sat down, pinching his arm to make sure it wasn't a dream. He wondered if they were under a curse of some sort or maybe it was another cruel joke. Then he remembered that Dumbledore had talked to them, and maybe had forced them to do it.
Dudley was eyeing the cake (he was still on his stupid diet.) and aunt Petunia was trying to smile, which must have been hard for her. She looked like she was in pain. They didn't realize that Sirius was now standing next to Harry. After they sang 'Happy Birthday', uncle Vernon handed Harry an envelope. When he opened it, his mouth dropped again.
"This is- Hey! What's going on?" Harry asked.
"This money is a make up for 14 years of ignoring your birthday." Replied Uncle Vernon while shifting uncomfortably in his chair. Harry thanked his family and after breakfast, Harry and Sirius went upstairs. As soon as Harry closed the door, he asked, "Why, would they do this?"
"I think", Sirius, said, "It's a thank you."
"Why would they thank me", Harry said bitterly.
"Harry, you know Voldermort didn't just kill Witches and Wizards, he murdered muggles too."
"What's that got to do with it?"
"Let me finish. Didn't Dumbledore put a charm on this house, so you couldn't be found? That also protects the Dursley's. So basically, you have saved their lives!" Harry stared in disbelief.
'He saved the Dursley''. With that he picked up the book Hermione gave him. "Right.I wonder which curse they are under", he wondered.
It was now about a day before Harry would be going to Ron's. The entire day had been his best ever at Privet Drive, all things considered. Uncle Vernon and aunt Petunia treated him as a normal boy, but they still did their best to ignore him. Dudley didn't bother him once either. The best part was, he didn't just have Hedwig to keep him company, but his new phoenix and his godfather as well.
Harry had decided to call his phoenix Flame, since phoenixes burst into flames when it is time for them to die, only to be reborn from the ashes, Harry decided the name would fit. Harry spent a lot of the day reading the book he got from Hermione. He didn't know why but every time he read her letter, (which he had read about 25 times!) he would feel something weird in his heart. But she's my best friend, Harry thought. He had no idea how he felt about her.
Harry's mind began to drift towards the dark mark and the wand. Harry shook it off. Sirius was downstairs getting a cup of coffee, while the Dursley's were out getting a uniform made for Dudley. Harry looked outside as the last few minutes of sunlight ticked down at Privet Drive. It was then that Harry noticed something weird in Mrs. Figgs' garden.
Welcome.
This story in no way shape or form is to replace any thing JKR writes *so the lawyers, WB management, and author of Tyra Gotter can rest easy* .this is purely a fun story and its especially filled with Cliffies. This has been a long time in the making and I'm sure it has elements from other stories so please don't hate me if it sounds like your story. It merely complements the already great stories out there on the boards.
Other Important Notes About This Story:
Being this is the Fourth Posting of this story, I have had some help in writing from the King of Cliffies. It is with his help on the rewrites I am hopeful that the WB will stop deleting my storyline and bumps permitting allow this revision to be flamed on the boards. My sincerest dedication and a humble thank you to the entire Royal Family of Cliffies for the continual bumps, and help with the growth of my story.
Now for the final dedication.
A story by Michelle, the aptly named Countess of Cliffies, and this is dedicated to all the people who write and read these stories every day and also this to Heather who just can't wait for the next book.
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CHAPTER 1. 15
Voldemort was laughing shrilly. Deatheaters were closing in around their master. A large snake was circling around the gravestone in which Harry was tied to. Watched as Peter Pettrigrew pulled a knife from his pocket, Harry woke up in a icy cold sweat just as his blood begun to spill from the wound.
Realizing that it was all just a nightmare. Harry put his hand on his scar, and was surprised as it burned painfully. This was the dream he had witnessed every night since he left Hogwarts. It was the event that Harry witnessed after he touched the Triwizarding Tournament cup just earlier that year. The rebirth of Lord Voldemort still chilled Harry to the very core.
Harry Potter might have dismissed this nightmare if only he was only a normal teenager. He may have simply rolled out of bed, and ran down to breakfast in that case as well, but Harry Potter was not a normal teenager. No, instead Harry Potter was the boy who lived. Now as Harry got out of bed and started pacing around his bedroom, he was still clutching his scar.
It was this scar that made him different from all other witches and wizards. He got that scar 14 years ago when Voldermort came to his house and tried to kill him. Instead however the deadly curse backfired, and Harry at the age of one found himself alone with nothing more than a lightning-bolt shaped scare to stand as a testimony of that fatale nights events. Voldermort however did not fully perish. After 14 year of dormancy, and through the blood of his enemy, Voldermort had once again gained a body, and was once again after Harry Potter.
Harry was unaware of any of this however until the age of 11. He had grown up being abused by his Aunt, Uncle, and Cousin until then, and until rescued by Rubeus Hagrid just shortly after his 11th birthday, Harry had lived as a muggle, or to the non-magical community, Harry had lived as a regular boy. This all changed that night Harry meet Rubeus Hagrid. It was that night he found out he was a wizard and shortly after he joined his fellow wizards at the finest School there is for wizards; Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Pacing around the room, and clutching his scar, Harry started wondering whether he should take another sleeping pill or contact his headmaster Albus Dumbledore. Every time he had this nightmare it got clearer and clearer, and with every event that came into focus, his scar hurt more and more. After rattling his head for what to do, Harry decided it was to late to trouble the headmaster.
Harry put on his glasses and looked at the alarm on his bedside cabinet. It was 11:58 PM. He was going to be 15 in 2 minutes! Starting to get a bit excited he looked out his window.
In the distance he saw 2 owls heading for his window. Harry quickly opened it and the owls soared in. He walked over to both of them, and recognized them to be Hedwig, his snowy white owl, and Pig; the owl that belonged to his best friend Ron Weasley.
Pig had a bit of a problem, depth perception. As the owl came closer it appeared to be out of control. Grabbing his cousin's baseball mite, one in which had never been used, Harry caught the tiny bird just before it hit the closed part of his bedroom window. He noticed almost immediately that the tiny owl was wearing glasses. Giggled to himself so he wouldn't wake up his evil uncle Dursley and Aunt Petunia, Harry took the heavy parcel from the owl and put the tiny creature on his bed.
As soon as he did that, he noticed Hedwig had already dropped the other package and had walked over her cage for some rest. Even though Hedwig wasn't fond of Pig she guessed the little owl couldn't take any more flight tonight and allowed Pig to rest. Harry picked up one of the parcels and opened it.
Attached to the parcel was a letter. He recognized, by the neat handwriting, it was from Hermione. The letter read: -
Dear Harry,
Happy birthday! I hope your family is treating you well. I've been busy reading and studding about new curses this summer, and believe my gift may come in handy. I hope you like your present. Oh bye the way, I'm going to be staying over at Ron's next week. I hope you are able to come to, if not then I'll see you on the train.
Love Hermione.
p.s.- do be careful after what happened last term.
Harry finished reading the letter and felt something weird in his stomach, like butterflies. Ignoring the feeling he opened her present.
Inside was a book. He read the title. It was called "the book of curses"
When he opened the book, a note fell out. It read
Harry,
this book has all the curses ever known. It will help you realize them, how to stop them and recognize anyone under a curse. I thought this would help you since you-know-who has risen again.
Harry flicked through the book, and she was right, it did have all the curses. He then picked up the next parcel and read the letter attached to it, it read:
Dear Harry,
Happy Birthday!!! How's your holiday with those muggles? Mums seeing if you can come over next week, Hermione might be coming as well. Hope you like your present, it's from me, George and Fred, they paid for It. (I wonder where they got the money?) Ginny also sent a present. Hers is the big one. I hope it's useful,
Ron.
p.s. Did you see mate??? Pig's got glasses!! Apparently, he was almost blind.
Harry thought well duh. and opened the 2 presents. Ginny sent him a box full of chocolate frogs. Reminding himself to send thank you notes he looked at Ron's present. It was a crystal. Looking puzzled he read the note that came with it.
Harry, this crystal will tell you when danger is near you. When it turns red, danger is near. It's much better than the sneakoscope because it cost quite a bit and we got it checked. I thought it would be very useful this year in Hogwarts.
Harry glanced over at the crystal and hoped it worked properly. As he gobbled up some of the chocolate he just received, another 2 owls flew into his room.
"Wow", muttered Harry, "I never got so many owls." He took the letters and parcel off the 2 robust owls. Identifying them as school owls he released them from the burden and they shot out of the window in a flash. He picked up one of the letters it read: -
Happie birthdar Harry,
How are you, the Dursleys are treating you fine i ope. I just got back from my mission, can't say much, but i'll have to go back aftar tomorrow. I hope you enjoy your birthdar cake, i'll see you in Hogwarts.
Hagrid
He looked at the cake in the box. It was a huge chocolate cake , with Happie Birthdar Harrry in green icing. He read the next letter.
It read:-
Dear Mr. Potter,
I'm writing to remind you that term begins as usual on 1st September. And to catch the Hogwarts Express from platform 9 and 3/4 at 11 0'clock from Kings Cross St.
Enclosed is your list of things for the new school year and a permission form. This year is one of the most important of your Wizarding Education. You will be doing your O.W.Ls. Because of this the fifth year will be going on several trips to help you with your studies. In order to go, you must get a parent or Guardian to sign the form,
sincerely yours,
Prof. M. McGonagall
As Harry finished reading another owl flew in, it was also another school owl. Harry took the letter and read it, it was from Dumbledore. It read:-
Dear Harry,
Happy Birthday. I received your letter about your nightmares. Harry don't worry. You are just remembering what happened, and I'm not surprised if it makes your scar hurt. It's not that Voldermort is near by, it's just he feels such hatred that you were able to slip out of his fingers yet again. Harry you have to be extremely careful this year, since Lord Voldermort has risen again. This school year will be difficult for everyone.
I assume Ronald told you that he wants you to come over to stay at his house. Well I think its safe for you to go next week. I have just informed Mr. and Mrs. Weasley. Enjoy the rest of your holidays,
Yours sincerely,
Prof. Dumbledore.
Harry finished reading the letter and felt more excited; he was going to his best friend Ron's next week! He couldn't wait! Putting all his presents on the desk, he felt slightly disappointed that Sirius hadn't written, but feeling sleepy he laid back down on his bed falling asleep feeling happier than he had before.
The next morning Harry woke up, startled when he opened his eyes to see a man leaning over him.
"Sirius!" Harry yelled.
"Happy Birthday Harry." Sirius replied.
"What the hell are you doing here," Harry asked concerned.
"Well it is your birthday and everything.... Hey! Watch your language!" replied Sirius. Harry got out of bed and threw his arms around his godfather. He hardly ever got to see him, since he is on the run for a crime he didn't commit.
"Wait, the Dursley's." Harry started to protest.
"Relax, they know I'm here." Sirius replied. After Sirus and Harry talked for an hour, Harry realized that something was behind Sirius, actually something big.
"Sirius, what's that thing behind you?"
"It's your birthday present, it will be very useful..." and with that he gave Harry his present.
Harry looked at his present, and what a surprise it was.
"Fawkes?", asked Harry.
"No, Harry, this isn't Fawkes, but it is a phoenix. Happy Birthday." replied Sirius.
"Really? Wow, thanks Sirius-"
"Actually, it's from me and Remus."
"Professor Lupin and you and he got me this? I don't know how to thank you." Harry looked at his godfather as tears started to form in his eyes.
"Harry, you just did..." Sirius looked at his godson with the pride.
"Um... Sirius, how come you got me a phoenix? asked Harry.
"You will find out soon, but I'm not saying anything." replied Sirius.
Harry looked disappointed, "Ok, but what shall I call him?"
Suddenly a huge black raven flew into Harry's room, with something in its beak. Interested, and freighted at the same time, Harry walked closer to the animal, only to gasp when he saw what the animal was carrying.
Crammed inside the raven's beak was an arm. And on that arm was the dark mark, next to the words "THIS WILL BE YOUR LAST BIRTHDAY POTTER, YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED." scrawled in blood across the flesh. Sirius rushed over and just as he was about to grab the raven he noticed the hand was grasping a wand.
Harry started to back away as the tears welled up in his eyes and countless memories of the torture he suffered at the hands of his nemesis flooded his mind. Unable to pull his eyes from the arm, Harry's scared suddenly flared up in paid as his eyes meet those of the ravens.
Clutching the scar, and screaming in pain, Harry felt darkness creep into his mind. The next thing he knew his eyes were rolling back, and Harry was falling down into complete darkness.
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In a far distance, Harry heard his name being called. "Leave me alone!" Harry thought. He felt someone violently shaking him. "Leave me alone." He said again, but this time he slowly opened his eyes as well. Standing over him was Dumbledore, and slowly realizing what happened Harry jerked up and started speaking,
"Professor Dumbledore, a raven flew in and-"
"I know what happened, Sirius explained." Dumbledore said with his face and voice full of concern.
"Harry, don't worry, your safe now. I have put another Fidelius charm over your house, and I must warn you. I fear that you and Professor Snape are in gave danger. Sirius is going to be your secret keeper. You will come now and gather your things, you will move early this week. Yes, your aunt and uncle know about it. I have explained it to them while you were still blacked out."
"Professor Dumbledore, why did i faint and my scar hurt when I looked into the ravens eyes?"
"As you know, ravens are an omen of death. And that raven was connected with Voldermort somehow. So it was like you were looking into Voldermort's eyes." Harry looked at Sirius, who looked sick with worry.
"Um... Professor Dumbledore, am I-"
"Yes Harry, you are going to go be living at the Burrow. Until you leave, Sirius will stay with you. And yes your uncle and aunt know about him staying here. I have to go now, but once again Happy Birthday." With a small pop Dumbledore apparated. Harry turned to Sirius.
"Well, we better go down for breakfast." Sirius motioned and followed Harry downstairs. When he got to the kitchen, his mouth dropped.
Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia and Dudley were sitting around the kitchen table, and placed on it was......a birthday cake, for Harry. Harry stood there unable to believe his eyes. Uncle Vernon spotted Harry and said, in an awkward voice:
"Happy birthday Harry". Harry just stood there with his mouth still open. He finally sat down, pinching his arm to make sure it wasn't a dream. He wondered if they were under a curse of some sort or maybe it was another cruel joke. Then he remembered that Dumbledore had talked to them, and maybe had forced them to do it.
Dudley was eyeing the cake (he was still on his stupid diet.) and aunt Petunia was trying to smile, which must have been hard for her. She looked like she was in pain. They didn't realize that Sirius was now standing next to Harry. After they sang 'Happy Birthday', uncle Vernon handed Harry an envelope. When he opened it, his mouth dropped again.
"This is- Hey! What's going on?" Harry asked.
"This money is a make up for 14 years of ignoring your birthday." Replied Uncle Vernon while shifting uncomfortably in his chair. Harry thanked his family and after breakfast, Harry and Sirius went upstairs. As soon as Harry closed the door, he asked, "Why, would they do this?"
"I think", Sirius, said, "It's a thank you."
"Why would they thank me", Harry said bitterly.
"Harry, you know Voldermort didn't just kill Witches and Wizards, he murdered muggles too."
"What's that got to do with it?"
"Let me finish. Didn't Dumbledore put a charm on this house, so you couldn't be found? That also protects the Dursley's. So basically, you have saved their lives!" Harry stared in disbelief.
'He saved the Dursley''. With that he picked up the book Hermione gave him. "Right.I wonder which curse they are under", he wondered.
It was now about a day before Harry would be going to Ron's. The entire day had been his best ever at Privet Drive, all things considered. Uncle Vernon and aunt Petunia treated him as a normal boy, but they still did their best to ignore him. Dudley didn't bother him once either. The best part was, he didn't just have Hedwig to keep him company, but his new phoenix and his godfather as well.
Harry had decided to call his phoenix Flame, since phoenixes burst into flames when it is time for them to die, only to be reborn from the ashes, Harry decided the name would fit. Harry spent a lot of the day reading the book he got from Hermione. He didn't know why but every time he read her letter, (which he had read about 25 times!) he would feel something weird in his heart. But she's my best friend, Harry thought. He had no idea how he felt about her.
Harry's mind began to drift towards the dark mark and the wand. Harry shook it off. Sirius was downstairs getting a cup of coffee, while the Dursley's were out getting a uniform made for Dudley. Harry looked outside as the last few minutes of sunlight ticked down at Privet Drive. It was then that Harry noticed something weird in Mrs. Figgs' garden.