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CHAPTER THREE

POWER OF THE WINDS

In the past few days Harry passed most of his time reading the books he got from Diagon and Knockturn alley. Everyday after running and having breakfast he would go in his room and read until lunch, and sometimes keep reading until dinner. He wished that he could do magic during the summer so he could practice some of the spells he had found. He had never imagined the spells he could do with snakes, and most of them were not intended for evil. He couldn't understand why wizards say that a parselmouth is always related to evil, maybe because Voldemort was a parselmouth.

Harry head found other interesting things in these books that his teachers at Hogwarts never mentioned. Potions, was starting to interest Harry more then it had ever done before, and so did charms and transfiguration. But the most interesting book Harry got was on ancient runes. It was incredible the things a wizard could do with this knowledge. Runes were very important to create magical items, and there were very old tomes with powerful magic that were written in runic language. Harry was starting to think that he would better drop divination and start taking ancient runs classes. This decision would make Hermione happy, but Ron will think he had gone mad. Even so he was truly starting to consider taking ancient runs next year. It would be easier to understand the book he got if he had some basics.

"Hey Harry wont to come and play Quidditch two on two?" said Ron bursting into Harry's room on Friday, a week after he showed up at the Weasleys

Harry looked up from his book to look at Ron. He was already carrying his broom and wearing his Quidditch equipment. "I don't know Ron. Dumbledore should be hear soon, I want to speak with him on what happened to me last week," said Harry burying his face in to the book once more.

"Oh come on Harry! Dumbledore should be staying with us for diner, you can talk to him after that," said Ron taking the book from Harry's hand "Anyway you know you're starting to behave like Hermione." said Ron looking angry.

"OK OK! Maybe your right, but don't let her hear you say that," laughed Harry

"Yeah. Well don't take long," said Ron leaving Harry to change into his Quidditch robe.

He hadn't played Quidditch at all since he arrived at The Burrow. Until his hands healed he couldn't hold a broom, but with the help of the magical bandages Mrs. Weasley gave him his hands healed in few days. Later he found out that his hands couldn't be healed normally because they were burned magically. Mrs. Weasley didn't know how could have he burnt his hands in a dream, that was another question to ask Dumbledore.

When Harry went down to meet the others to go on the small hill to play Quidditch, he saw that Dumbledore was already there.

"Good afternoon Harry. I see that you are feeling better," said professor Dumbledore

"Hello professor," said Harry

"I'm afraid that Harry can't play Quidditch this evening," said Dumbledore, and Harry saw that Ron's face dropped. "I need to have an important chat with him," he continued

"Yes professor, if you like we can use the room I'm sleeping in," said Harry a bit disappointed too.

"Good idea Harry, please lead the way," said the professor and followed Harry to his room.

In the room Harry took two chairs from the desk for them and Dumbledore performed a silencing charm. Harry seated himself on one of the chairs. Dumbledore didn't sit though, but paced around the room. When he saw the books on Harry's bed he smiled, and kept looking around until Harry finally spoke.

"Err- Professor? Can you tell me what the dreams were that I've been having before I came here?" asked Harry and Dumbledore finally took a seat. Dumbledore looked at Harry with his penetrating blue eyes for few minutes and then said, "Harry have you ever heard of the elemental mages?" he asked and Harry shook his head and Dumbledore nodded. "Well Harry the Elemental mages have the power to control elements at will. These powers are very rare, and in history not many wizards have possessed these powers"

"But professor how does this explains my dreams, what has this to do with me?" interrupted Harry impatiently. Dumbledore hinted to Harry not to interrupt him so he could explain to him, and then continued.

"In the recorded history of wizards until now there were only twenty-five elemental mages, and there were only three pure elemental mages. The difference between an elemental mage and a pure elemental mage is that the pure elemental mages' powers are stronger in their favoured element, and can turn into the element they control best," Harry was about to speak but Dumbledore held up his hand to silence him and continued. "In a human form an elemental mage only have very limited use and amount of control on the elements but when they transform their power becomes very strong. Harry, you're the fourth pure elemental mage in the wizard world." Harry's mouth fell open.

"I'm what?" sad Harry.

"Yes Harry, you're a pure elemental mage," said Dumbledore and Harry looked at him in horror, but Dumbledore continued. "And judging the form we saw around the streets I think that you have the power of the winds. You still have some control on the other elements but your element is still the air."

"So what you are saying is that I turned in to air and went sleepwalking around all those places?" Harry finally managed to say in a shaking voice.

"Not exactly. In those nights your body separated from your elemental mage form and it went in all those places, and in the morning it comes back to your body. That's why you couldn't recognise anyone, you're body wasn't there. But last week it happened the other way round, your body joined your elemental form. You forced yourself to recognise someone, so your elemental form summoned your body back. You didn't actually change into the element. Usually an elemental mage gets his power when he is much older, and it is possible that you will not be able to change until you are much older. You will still have some control on the elements though, but only in a human form and we can't predict when you will have these powers. Something happened the night you met Voldemort, and made your powers come out sooner," said the old professor

"You know about that night?" asked Harry

"Yes Harry, Mrs. Weasley told me every thing. And I'm afraid that Voldemort was doing some very powerful dark magic to try and control you in your dreams." Dumbledore said

Harry felt anger build in him and replace the odd felling he got when Dumbledore told him about his powers. Voldemort made him think that his parents hated him, how dare he do that! Harry tried to control himself to speak.

"What about my hands professor?"

"That was something that went wrong in the spell Voldemort was using. But I can assure you that nothing you saw that night was real," he said,

"But why was he trying to do that professor?" said Harry, still shaking in anger

"He was trying to make you weak for the lack of sleep, and making you sleepwalk out of your house away from Privet Drive where you are vulnerable, but his spell affected you in another way," said Dumbledore

"Professor why am I vulnerable away from Privet Drive? Why did I have to go back there this summer?" asked Harry.

"Well Harry I can only tell you that when you are there you are protected from him," said Dumbledore and Harry know that the conversation on that subject was closed.

They stayed silent for few minutes, and Dumbledore started pacing around the room once more. It was awkward for Harry to know he had all this power in him. Was that why Voldemort wanted him dead? Was that why he had killed his parents that night? Was he afraid that Harry, when he got his powers, he would threaten his rise to power? Questions were bursting in his head like fireworks.

"Professor?" said Harry finally and Dumbledore looked at him. Harry was so deep in thoughts that he didn't notice that Dumbledore was reading one of the books on dark arts. But he didn't let that bother him right now.

"Yes Harry?" said Dumbledore

"Was that why Voldemort wanted me dead when he killed my parents?" asked Harry

"I'm afraid that was one of the reasons he wanted to kill you that night, but I can't tell you the others just yet," said the old professor, and they both stayed silent for some time.

Dumbledore kept going through Harry's books, and Harry was getting nervous about that. Was he going to tell him off for reading books on the dark arts? He could say that he wanted to prepare himself against them, but that excuse could only do for charms. Transfiguration and potions were a different story. How could he explain that to him, and most of all to the Weasleys?

To his relief it was Dumbledore who broke the silence and mentioned the books. "Well Harry I see that you have decided to do some research on your own"

"Err- yes professor," said Harry weakly

They kept silent, and Harry didn't want the conversation on these books to start. They only spoke when Aescul came out from under the bed and moved next to Harry. Harry picked him up and wrapped him around his neck.

"Interesting snake you've got their Harry," said Dumbledore after seeing the snake

"Err yes professor his name is Aesculapivs. He's a Healing Gaboon, he is very nice," said Harry caressing the snake's head

"A perfect choice for you Harry, and that explains his name," said Dumbledore and Harry smiled but stayed silent.

"Massster that men isss very wissse, and trussst worthy," hissed Aescul

"Yes he is," said Harry to the snake

The atmosphere was getting tense and Harry didn't like it one bit. Dumbledore placed the books back and seated himself back in front of Harry. He was once again looking at Harry with a penetrating look, like he was looking into his head. Harry had wondered on countless occasion if this man could read minds.

"Do you intend to use the knowledge in those books?" Dumbledore asked after some time.

Harry knew what Dumbledore was trying to do, and he didn't want to be controlled any more. He didn't want to stand down let others suffer to try to protect him. He will confront his headmaster and study the dark arts in secret if he head to.

"Yes professor, I will use it if I have to. We both know I have to face Voldemort some time soon, and that no matter how many safety precautions you take, he will mange to do it. I will not be so lucky next time and escape from him," Harry paused and Dumbledore nodded "So I want to prepare myself as best as I can, and if I have to use the dark arts so be it." said Harry firmly and Harry thought he saw Dumbledore smile but he wasn't sure.....

"I see that you are determined on this matter," said Dumbledore amused "And I can see more clearly why the sorting hat wanted you to be in Slytherin..."

"Yes professor I can see that too. I don't think that there is anything like dark and white magic. Even the simplest levitating charm can be the cause of death, and that the most feared dark spell can save lives. I think there are only good and bead intentions, and I intend on facing Voldemort and avenge all those he has murdered," said Harry more firmly.

"I agree with you on that Harry. But just because its inevitable you can't go running into his hands and make it easier for him" said the old professor

"I don't want to make it easier for him, all the contrary. I don't intend to fall to any of his death-eaters, I want him for what he has done to me." said Harry

There was silence between them for some time, and Dumbledore seemed to be calculating Harry's words. "I see that the spell he performed on you had an effect he didn't anticipate," said the professor getting up.

Dumbledore moved to the door and placed this hand on the knob to open it but turned to face Harry at the last minute. "Harry I will not stop you, but I do hope in the end you don't turn to be like the one you want to defeat," said Dumbledore

How could he turn to be like Voldemort? He will never even dream about doing the things Voldemort did. Then Harry knew what Dumbledore wanted to say and wanted to reassure him on that.

"Professor once you told me that it is our choices that makes us different. Well, I already made my choice long time ago and proven it to you. You know that my choice was to be loyal to the ones I love and none other. If you need more just name it and I will do what ever it takes." said Harry

Dumbledore finally smiled at Harry and it was extended to his eyes, which broke the tension in the room.

"Yes you did prove yourself countless times, and there is no need for any more. I will help you out, Harry. I will arrange for you with the ministry so you can use magic during the summer, and I will send you some books you might find of interest," said Dumbledore and Harry smiled broadly. Dumbledore opened the door to leave the room.

"Thanks professor," said Harry "But I wanted to ask one more thing."

"I think I already know what you want to ask me," said Dumbledore and Harry stared at him. "You know, your father was very good at ancient runes and transfiguration, and your mother was good at potions and charms. I was really surprised when you took divination. Well, you know you have two years to catch up with?" Harry thought for a minute and then nodded "Very well I will arrange everything with professor McGonagall, and I will send you some books you will need to read before you start this year."

"Thanks again professor, I will do my beast to catch up." said Harry happily

"I'm sure you will," said the old professor "And I hope you know that, if the knowledge of your powers comes out the consequences will be very grave."

"But you said, Voldemort already knows about it." said Harry

"He knows that you are an elemental mage, not a pure elemental mage. And it is not Voldemort I'm worried about, but our allies," he said and Harry know what he meant by 'our allies'. "I will leave it to your judgement if to tell or not, Ron and Hermione. Sirius already know, so he can help you if you need it," Harry nodded "Good. Now I had better go, I have lots to do, and I want to catch up with the ministry for our little... arrangement," he said and both of them made there way down in to the kitchen

Harry and Dumbledore didn't take that much time talking, and when they entered the kitchen Harry saw that Ron was still wearing his Quidditch robes, as did the twins. All three of them were frowning looked like some one died. They didn't notice that Harry and Dumbledore entered the kitchen and they jumped when Harry laughed at them.

"Harry!" all three said together "You still want to play Quidditch?" asked Harry and they jumped to there feet and went outside.

"Well see you at Hogwarts Harry," said Dumbledore

"See you professor," said Harry, following Ron and the twins onto the hill behind their house to play Quidditch.

*

It was good to be back on the Firebolt again after a year. Whenever he was flying it felt like he was in his element, and after what Dumbledore told him, it made sense. After few minutes Harry was flying at full speed around the clearing, making every thing around him look a blur of green.

"Hey Harry are you going to play of not?" asked Ron annoyed

"Yeah sorry. It's been a long time since I mounted my broom, and I needed to get the feel of it once more," said Harry before positioning himself to play.

"Yes you're right last year we didn't have any Quidditch practice, so we must be a bit rusty." said George.

"Hey this year we need to vote for the captain you know," said Fred pinking up the Quaffle.

"Well it won't be hard to figure out who it will be." said George looking mischievously at Harry, and so did Fred.

"No wait, what do you have in mind? I don't think I will be any good at that.," said Harry

"Oh come on Harry you're the best one at Quidditch." said Fred

"Fred no!!! Anyway one of you can do it," said Harry

"Harry, me and Fred have the N.E.W.T.S and don't have time to be captains," said George.

"Since when are you worried about exams?" said Harry

"Hey you're offending us! We always have taken exams seriously you know!" said George in mock anger.

"Whenever have you taken anything seriously? Anyway we still have to vote," said Harry not finding any more points to argue on.

"Don't worry my boy we will convince the others," laughed Fred

"I don't think so, the others have more sanity then you two have, and there's McGonagall too" said Harry

"Harry do you thing McGonagall is going to place one of us in charge of anything?" said George raising his eyebrows.

Harry knew he head no way of getting out of this situation so without saying anything he took the Quaffle from Fred and kicked off the ground. He will think on this situation another time, all he wanted to do now was to play. Playing two on two was fun and Harry for the first time had to play as a chaser. He head never played in this role before and it turned out that he was quite good at it. George and Fred were quite challenging adversaries, and Ron was a good keeper. Harry was thinking that Ron would be a good choice for the house team, and he could surly help Harry to make the strategies if he got stuck being captain.

When it was getting dark Harry, Ron and the twins headed towards The Burrow for dinner. They were exhausted, and Harry was starting get worried about something that had been bothering him since he left the house that evening. When he left the house after talking to Dumbledore, his scar started giving him pangs of pain. The pain wasn't that strong; sometimes he didn't even notice, but it was enough to make him worry.

"Hey Harry is something wrong?" asked Ron Harry didn't know what to tell him, he didn't want to worry the Weasleys because of some pain. On the other hand Harry had had other bad experiences for not paying attention to warnings like this and not telling anyone. And now that Voldemort has regained his body it would be a bed mistake to ignore them. Still he wasn't going to tell Ron about it, he would send a latter to Dumbledore or Sirius after diner. He didn't want to keep it to himself and cause trouble to others like the dreams.

"No it's noting just a bit tired" said Harry and kept moving towards the house, but Ron didn't look convinced.

*

After diner Harry went strait up to his room to find the books Dumbledore promised and a letter from the ministry. Harry looked at the books, and noticed that they were beginner's guides on ancient runs and a dictionary. The one he head was far more advanced than the ones Dumbledore sent him, but they will surely help him understand some complicated parts of it, like the magical runes. Then Harry turned his attention on the letter from the ministry, it wasn't very thick it must be only a note. Hoping that it wasn't a warning Harry opened it and read:

Dear Mr. H. Potter.

We have received intelligence regarding your use of magic outside
school (decree for the reasonable restriction of underage sorcery,
1875, paragraph C)

Harry's hart gave a jolt 'NO!' he thought 'the ministry found out about last week and I'm going to be expelled'. He felt himself on the adage of tears, what would he do then. He will never go to leave with the Dursleys again. He will have to hide his wand so the ministry cant snap it in half and make a new life with the money he got in his volt. These thoughts made him shiver, and with his hart beating painfully fast forced himself to keep reading.

The headmaster of Hogwarts of witchcraft and wizardry brought to our
attention that Due to cretin circumstances the minister of magic
Cornelius fudge granted you a special permission for this summer.

We are pleased to inform you that you have been allowed to use magic
outside school. This permission is considered active as from today.
Please note: a permission card should be carried around when
performing magic.

Enclosed please find your permission card.

Enjoy your holidays!

Yours sincerely,
Mafalda Hopkirk
Improper Use Of Magic Office
Ministry Of Magic.

Harry gave a loud sigh of relief, and then gave it a loud hysterical laugh. For a moment he thought he was expelled. Harry set on the bed for few minutes waiting for his hart beat to come to normal.

After fetching some parchment a quill and some ink Harry sat on the desk to write the letters to Sirius and Dumbledore about his scar. Harry thought for few seconds and dipped his quill in to the ink and began to write.

Dear Sirius,

How are you and professor Lupin? Hope you're OK. Thanks for your last
letter, and I'm fine here with the Weasleys. Actually its very funny
with all the jokes the twins come up with, which some times annoys
Mrs. Weasley.

Anyway today I spoke with Dumbledore and I was really surprised when
he told me I was an elemental mage. It was strange to know that I have
powers that are that rare. Now that I think about it, it makes sense
that my element is the air, because it is there where I feel free.
Though I didn't write to you to tell you about my powers or the
Weasleys. I wanted to write to you because I'm a bit worried. After
Dumbledore left the house my scar started hurting me. It's not that
painful some times I don't even notice, but if something happens I
don't want the Weasleys to be in the middle of it all. I wanted to
tell someone and see if I'm over reacting. I will be writing
Dumbledore to thank him for some books he gave me, and I will mention
my scar to him as well. So don't do something stupid like last year,
lets see what Dumbledore has to say first. OK?

Hope to see you soon.

Love

Harry

After rereading it several times Harry picked another piece of parchment and set the one for Sirius aside. Harry thought for a moment and dipped his quill and wrote:

Dear professor Dumbledore,

I wanted to write to you because something strange happened after you
left the house. After you left the house my scar started hurting me,
it's not that painful some times I don't even notice. I don't think
I'm in danger but I don't want any of the Weasleys to get hurt because
of me. I think I'm over reacting, but still I wanted to write to you
about it.

PS Thankyou for the books and the permission.

Yours sincerely

H. Potter.

After checking both letters Harry went to Ron's room to borrow pig to deliver one of the letters.

"Hey Ron can I borrow pig to deliver a letter?" said Harry showing him the letter for Sirius.

"Yeah sure," he sad "Here let me do it for you."

Ron opened Pig's cage and snatched the small owl. After he tied the letter to pig's leg Ron threw him roughly out of the window, and after tumbling half the way to the ground he managed to fly up again. Harry watched the owl disappear before speaking again.

"Have you received anything from Hermione yet?" asked Harry. Ron shook his head.

"No, not yet but shouldn't much longer. Don't forget she is abroad and it takes some time to make the delivery."

"Did she tell you were she was going on vacation?" asked Harry thoughtfully

"No she didn't want to say anything," said Ron

"Well thanks Ron see you in the morning." said Harry

"Good night Harry." said Ron, and Harry left his room

He went back down to his room and tied the letter to Hedwig's leg. She gave Harry a reassuring hoot and flew out of the window. 'At least Dumbledore will know by tomorrow' he thought. After changing in to his new black pyjama pants he picked a book Dumbledore sent him and started to read before he slipped into sleep.

*

Harry found himself on the edge of a cliff, and he was looking out to sea as if he was expecting someone. It was extremely cold and windy there, and Harry could feel the sea spray on his skin. He must have forgotten to take the dreamless potion last night, because this must be a dream. This must be a dream from his scar because it was hurting him badly.

Harry turned around and saw something that made the air in his lungs freeze, and Harry gave a violent shiver. There was an enormous fortress on the cliff, and all around there were more then one hundred Dementors patrolling around the fortress. 'This must be Azkaban' he thought. Harry slowly moved close to the fortress until he was few meters away from the front doors. On the front doors there was an engraving that sad:

He who earned this place will feel the misery he caused others. Repent
for what you have done, it is the only thing that will be left in you.

It was a horrible place there and he felt sorry for Sirius that he had to stay there for twelve years.

Suddenly a sizzling sound from behind him turned him away from his thoughts. The spell was directed towards the main door, and it exploded coursing several Dementors to fall on the ground. The other Dementors charged in the direction from were the spell came from, but several silver shadows came from other directions and the Dementors stopped. In that instant a cold voice spoke and Harry felt that his head was going to split.

"Join your natural allies Dementors," said Voldemort's cold voice from the black night. "I can offer you more scope for your powers then that fool Cornelius Fudge. He keeps you isolated on this island, but I will free you. Join me Dementors and you will have the souls of those who oppose me"

The Dementors stopped attacking the Death Eaters, and Voldemort appeared from the shadows. Harry looked in his direction and fresh waves of pain hit him, and Voldemort looked in his direction and smiled a smile that gave Harry the creeps. 'Can he see me?' Harry thought 'Does he know I'm hear'. Voldemort looked at the Dementors and Harry gave a sigh of relief.

"Are you ready to join my ranks Dementors? Are you ready to serve the greatest wizard in history, and march to victory against that Muggle lover?" said the dark wizard.

The Dementors seemed to be thinking, but then lowered their heads and moved out of Voldemort's way. Voldemort slowly moved past the Dementors in to the fortress, and Harry followed. Once inside Harry saw that he was in an enormous hall with several corridors with cells, and staircases leading to the higher levels of the fortress. Desperate cries and shouts of people were coming from the cells, and Harry saw that Voldemort seemed to be enjoying the atmosphere. Harry's scar was hurting him more every second, and it was starting to be unbearable.

"Go bring my faithful servants to me so I can honour them beyond their dreams." said Voldemort.

Two masked Death Eaters climbed one of the staircases and disappeared for few minutes. When they came back they were dragging two figures. When Harry saw there faces he recognised them from Dumbledore's pensive. They seemed exhausted, and they could hardly kneel in front of Voldemort.

"The Lestranges," said Voldemort "Faithful 'til the end, but the end never came. I got my body back, and new powers that will make me more powerful then ever," said Voldemort

'New powers?' thought Harry 'What new powers is he talking about?'

"Yes master we have been waiting for you," said the women

"We never gave up hope, we wanted to look for you" said the men

"Yes, my faithful ones you will be rewarded for these fourteen years of loyalty," said the dark wizard, placing a hand on each of their heads "Take them away so they can rest," he added

Two more Death Eaters came and took the Lestranges away, and the rest of them encircled him. There were more Death Eaters then Harry saw when Voldemort regained his body. There were at least six more then last time and they were all wearing masks.

"When I lost my body one of our numbers betrayed some of us. I promised you all that he will pay for his crime," said Voldemort looking around him at the Death Eaters. "Today this person gave us the pleasure of his presence"

He nodded at one of the Death Eaters and left the circle around Voldemort. After few minutes he came back dragging a figure. Harry immediately recognised the figure on the floor. Karkaroff seemed to be stunned, and badly beaten. Harry knew the fate that awaited him.

Voldemort pointed his wand at Karkaroff and said,

"Enervate", and Karkaroff snapped up and looked around. When he saw Voldemort he went on his knees and seemed to be crying.

"Crying for betraying your master Karkaroff?" said Voldemort

"Please master I never betrayed you. Please have mercy on one of your servants," Karkaroff sobbed

"Well Karkaroff. You betrayed one of my servants, and that act cannot go unpunished," said Voldemort. "You mentioned mercy, but I don't show mercy on any one, Karkaroff you should know that."

"Please master please!" pleaded Karkaroff

"May Karkaroff be an example to you all. With me, loyalty and obedience is rewarded, betrayal and incompetence is punished severely." said Voldemort

Voldemort pointed his wand on Karkaroff, and Harry could feel the pain in his scar increasing. All Harry knew was, hearing Voldemort shout "Crucio," and Karkaroff shouting in pain.

*

Harry wake up screaming for the pain of his scar. He couldn't see anything the pain was blinding him, and he was holding his scar and rolling on the floor. Someone was in the room he could hear talking, and a pair of strong hands trying to hold him still.

After few seconds the pain receded and Harry stopped screaming. Now he could see that Charlie, Ron, Mrs. Weasley and the twins were in the room and Mr. Weasley was kneeling next to him.

"Voldemort ... Azkaban ... Karkaroff... Dementors....." panted Harry in panic.

"Calm yourself Harry it was only a dream," said Mr. Weasley

"No... it was not a... Dream... Voldemort attacked Azkaban ...the Dementors joined him... he tortured Karkaroff... we must tell Dumbledore....." Harry said, still panting.

Mr. Weasley looked at Mrs. Weasley for few seconds and she nodded and Mr. Weasley helped Harry to stand up. "Let me make some tea so you can contact Dumbledore," said Mrs. Weasley

All of them went down in the kitchen and Mrs. Weasley made some tea for them, while Mr. Weasley lit the fire so he could use Floo powder and contact Dumbledore. Once Dumbledore's head appeared in the fire Mr. Weasley started to speak.

"I'm sorry to disturb you so early in the morning Albus, but when I came home from work I found Harry screaming with pain from his scar.....," said Mr. Weasley but Dumbledore interrupted him.

"I think I already know Arthur," said Dumbledore and Harry moved in front of the fire so he could speak with his headmaster.

"I'm sorry professor, but last night I forgot to take the dreamless potion and I had this dream. I thought this could be important," said Harry

"Don't worry Harry, in fact I am still waiting my informer to tell me on the happenings," said Dumbledore "But it will not hurt to tell me your account of the story."

Harry nodded and started to tell him what happened in his dream. As Harry told him about the Dementors accepting Voldemort's offer Dumbledore looked worried and the Weasleys looked scared. Soon he arrived to the point when Voldemort tortured Karkaroff and Harry couldn't continue.

"So now it's in the open....." said Mr. Weasley and Dumbledore nodded. All of them stayed silent for some time thinking, but it was Dumbledore who broke the silence.

"So Karkaroff has been caught," said the worried professor, and Harry nodded. "I hope he doesn't endanger our operative .anyway I received your letter last night and I agree with you. I will send some one to watch over you Harry. If it is OK with you Arthur"

"Yes? Albus what is it? Why do you want to send someone here?" asked Mr. Weasley

"Yesterday Harry sent me a letter telling me that his scar was bothering him, and he didn't want to endanger any of you, and I agree with him on that. Prevention is better then cure so I'm sending someone to watch over your family while you're not home. If that's OK with you of course." said Dumbledore

"Yes it's not a problem. I will be more happy knowing someone is around to protect them, but who are you sending?" said Mr. Weasley

"I thought I would send Sirius Black," said Dumbledore

Mr. and Mrs. Weasley looked horrified but Harry was very happy. He could see his godfather again and spend the summer with him. The Weasleys except for Ron, were still not trusting Sirius completely, but the trust Dumbledore had in him was enough to keep them happy about the idea.

"I still don't trust him, but....." said Mr. Weasley. He looked at Harry before he nodded to Dumbledore.

"Good I will send Percy home as well today. Even if Harry can use magic during the summer we can never have too many eyes out." said Dumbledore and all the Weasleys looked at Harry suspiciously

"Thanks professor." said Harry turning red.

"Not a problem," said Dumbledore "If anything happens please contact me straight away." And with that Dumbledore's head disappeared with a pop.

"You can use magic during the summer?" asked Ron and the twins together

"I'm sure Dumbledore had his reasons to allow this," Mrs. Weasley snapped in "Anyway you'd better go get some more sleep, I will call you for breakfast"

The four boys made their way back to their rooms to get some more sleep. The twins seemed happy about the idea that Harry could do magic during the summer, but Ron didn't seem to like it. 'Hope he doesn't start beating on me for this like last year' thought Harry. once back in his room, Harry slipped in bed and drifted back to sleep.

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