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A/N: Guess what! I'm ticked off. I just thought I'd blow off some steam, so here goes. I had this written, but somehow, the disc I had it saved on has disappeared. There are three people in this damn apartment, against my wishes, might I add, and one of them took it. I'm pissed! Sorry for the language. I've said worse in these chapters, but hey, this is me talking. Anyways, now I have to write the whole thing again, and I can hardly remember what I had written down! I'm mad. That disc also had every other story I ever wrote on it! If I don't get it back, shit's hittin' the fan! So, after I write this for you guys again, you need to review abundantly, or I'll cry! So, here goes!
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It seemed that the silence in the room was louder than it was intended to be. No one spoke, no one moved, it was as if the kitchen had been frozen in time. Finally, Sirius decided to break the eerie silence that engulfed the room.
"Is this some kind of sick joke from an enemy at school, or should we be taking this a little more seriously." By seriously, he meant could this be from Voldemort or any of his followers.
Shrugging, Harry replied, "It could be either one. I'm really not sure. I mean, I can think of someone from school who would do that, but then again it could be someone more dangerous…." His sentence died off, but everyone in the room knew what he meant.
"Well, I am going to go and see if I can't figure out where the originator of that letter is from. I'll be back shortly. Charlie, why don't you come with me?" Mr. Weasley stood up from the table, followed by Charlie, and they both disapparated from the spot.
Mrs. Weasley sighed. 'What else could go wrong?' she thought. 'Don't answer that.'
Out loud she spoke. "Well kids, school starts tomorrow, why don't you get on to bed early. You'll regret it when I wake you up at six a.m. if you don't. And before you two start, you might as well forget about it. You're going to bed early!" She was addressing the twins, who had been about to protest, but had been shut down.
The 'kids' all stood and slowly began to ascend the stairs, the twins whining bitterly in the lead. Harry heard George say something about them being too old for this early bed crap before the door was shut in their faces.
"Well, they're in a good mood." replied Hermione to the door being slammed very close to her ear. Ron and Harry said goodnight to Hermione and entered Ron's bedroom, while Hermione went to the room she was sharing with Ginny. Once inside, Ron rounded on his friend.
"So, are you alright? Why didn't you tell my mum?" he was still worried about his best friend, even if this best friend didn't like it.
Harry rolled his eyes. He was feeling much better, ever since he came downstairs for supper actually. "Look, I feel fine now, don't worry about it. I didn't tell your mum because I felt better. I'll make a deal with you, okay? If I get sick again, your mum will be the first person to know, alright?"
"Alright. What about the letter? Who do you think sent it?"
"Well, my list isn't very long, but I'm guessing it could be only two people, or at least only two people who would orchestrate something like that." Harry said.
"Draco? He's the only one from school who would stoop so low." Ron had changed into his bed clothes and was now lying comfortably in his bed, while Harry sat on his.
"Yeah, that is exactly who I thought it was. And the other, obviously, would be Voldemort." Ron flinched. "It's just a name Ron, chill out."
"Sorry, sorry. Well, what if it is you-know-who?"
Harry raised an eyebrow at Ron. "What do you think? It'll be the same as it always is. He threatens to kill me, he'll either succeed or he won't. Hopefully it will be the won't part. Look, I'm tired, why don't we drop this and get some sleep, okay?"
Ron looked on the verge of arguing, but decided against it when Harry turned his back on him. "Fine." Harry quickly dressed into his pajamas and got into his own bed. However, he didn't fall asleep for a long time. When he was certain that Ron was in a deep sleep, he climbed out of bed and went downstairs. He heard talking coming from Mr. and Mrs. Weasley bedroom. Apparently Mr. Weasley hadn't gotten any leads on the mysterious bird or the letter it had carried.
"Wonderful." thought Harry. He quietly opened the front door and stepped outside. He wasn't feeling too hot again. In fact, the urge to throw up was getting worse and worse. Harry didn't think throwing up in the Weasley's front yard was such a great idea. He broke into a sprint, clutching his hands against his mouth and ran. As soon as he was far enough away from the house that no one could hear, he puked. However, since he hadn't eaten anything in quite a while, he was mostly dry heaving, which made him feel even worse. Leaning against a tree, he tried to get his breath back. He couldn't remember ever feeling this bad before when he had been sick. Leaning against a tree was taking all the energy out of him. He slid down the trunk of the tree and sat there against it. Moving was no longer an option, he couldn't do it. His vision blurred and Harry toppled sideways to the ground, unconscious.
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"Where is that boy?" Mrs. Weasley was irate. They had to leave for school in less than thirty minutes, and she couldn't find Harry anywhere.
"Mum…the letter…could he be..?" Ginny had tears pooling in her eyes at the mere thought.
That idea had totally slipped her mind, and now that it had entered, she feared for the boy she thought of as a son. "Oh my goodness, I didn't even think of the letter." She began yelling out Harry's name with a vengeance now. "Harry Potter, if you don't show yourself right now you are going to be grounded for the rest of your life!" she screamed. Ron, Hermione, and Mr. Weasley all came barreling into the room.
"What on earth are you screaming about?" asked Arthur.
"It's Harry, I still can't find him. The letter, Arthur, the letter! What if he's been...?" She couldn't bring herself to say anymore.
Mr. Weasley immediately embraced his wife, comforting her the best way he knew how. "Surely that is not the case Molly. We'll find him. This wouldn't be the first time he's disappeared on us." At the look Molly gave him, he realized that may not have been the best thing to bring up.
"The last time he 'disappeared' he was kidnapped by Lucius Malfoy! What if that's happened again? He could be in Voldemort's hands as we speak!" Molly Weasley had become hysterical. She couldn't bear the thought of losing Harry. She had been terrified when he had disappeared from the Floo Network only last year. When Harry escaped from Malfoy's clutches, they discovered that he had performed different charms on the Network to bring Harry to him. Afterwards, he had planned on taking Harry to Voldemort. Just thinking of what that thing would do to Harry made her sick to her stomach.
"Listen, calm down, calm down, we'll find him, I promise." The words had barely escaped Arthur's mouth when the front door opened.
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Remus had just returned from Hogwarts after having a very serious discussion with Dumbledore about Sirius. It appeared that he could be free. Wormtail had been sighted after a Death Eater attack on a small wizarding community. The only problem was that he hadn't been caught. But several people had seen him, and Minister Fudge was having difficulties denying the fact that many reputable witches and wizards had seen and identified the person as being Peter Pettigrew. Now all they had to do was get him to realize that Sirius Black was innocent.
He couldn't wait to tell the news to Sirius. He would be so thrilled. If he was freed, he could gain custody of Harry without any question. He was his godfather and wasn't an accused murderer. He also hadn't been previously jailed under abuse charges, unlike Harry's uncle. Remus had apparated just outside of the Weasley household and was making his way hurriedly through the small crop of trees about fifty feet away from the house when something caught his eye. He stopped short and stared. It couldn't be. He stooped down and turned the figure lying on the ground onto their back. "Oh my god." He quickly scooped the prone figure into his arms and ran like a bat out of hell towards the house. As he was approaching the door, he could hear Mrs. Weasley yelling inside. Suddenly he was there and he threw open the door. All the talking in the room died away, for there in the doorway stood Remus Lupin holding a very pale Harry Potter.
Ron's mouth fell open at the sight. By all accounts, the boy in Lupin's arms looked dead.
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A/N: Big arse cliffhanger! But if you review lots and lots and lots, the next chapter will be up as soon as possible! Please review! Is he dead?????????????????????????????????
JaimeyKay: It's alive! Holy crap! Sorry about the computer. Gateway computers are of the devil. My old roomie had one and it constantly died on her. You're absolutely correct; I can't tell you who sent the letter. Who do you want to send the letter? Tell me! I know about the Harry Potter movie. I can see it now: I'll be sitting there in the theater, crying my eyes out because I know he's no longer alive, and believe me, I'll do it. Some funny part will be on and I'll be crying hysterically, and having children looking at me as if I was on crack. It'll be fun. November 15th! I can't wait though.
Kalih: Yah, there's another one who cares! It's very sad. It sucks too. So now who are they going to get to replace him in the HP movies? I was thinking they should get the guy from Lord of the Rings. It could work. It's always cool to read a bunch of new chapters at once. That's how I love to do it. Glad you like the story!
Japangirlcmw: I have a fan! Awesome! Well, Carley, it's nice to know that someone thinks my story has nothing wrong with it! I'm a happy person now! Here's the update for you!
Chelsea: Well, you've read them all! Great! Thrilled that you liked them. Hopefully this chapter is just as good as the others. I like this one better actually. I'll add you to my update email list thinger!
Lauren: I love it when Harry's sick too. I was hoping that it wasn't too long for you guys. I just thought that I wasn't getting anywhere and it just kept going. So hopefully this one is better than the last one! But you didn't think it was dragging on, so you'll like it! I'll try and make chapters longer. I know most people like the longer ones anyways.
Psychochic: I know, aren't I evil? Me and my torturing ways! We all love it! I'm trying to think of something really nasty to do to Vernon, I just don't know what would be particularly good for the likes of him. Any ideas? Throw them at me! I'm trying to lay on the angst thick, so it's really good? I hope so. There is a reason he is sick, and since you haven't figured it out yet, I guess I'm being very good at being secretive about it. Look between the lines and you might figure it out.
Akiko SkywalkerGreenleafPotter: Good night that is a long name! I like it though. Bloody brilliant, eh? I thought so too. Oh, and I'm a great writer! How sweet!
Lei Dumbledore: I love it when the freaking roomies are out, and now that I think they are the evil in this world sent to bring me down, I love it even more when they're gone. Here's the next chapter for you!
Wow, more than four reviews for a chapter! It's about time!