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~The Leaky Cauldron~

"We?" asked Harry, dumbfounded.

"Yes! WE!" shrieked Aunt Petunia, "Did you think that I was going to leave you with this... this... MUGGLE!?!?"

"Er-,"started Harry.

"No time to dawdle, dear." said Aunt Petunia, "Just hurry up and get your things."

As Harry went up to his room he realized something. She had called him "dear". That was not the Aunt Petunia he knew. He put everything in his trunk, made sure Hedwig's cage was locked, and grabbed his Firebolt, which he had gotten back at the end of last year.

He dragged his stuff out into the hall and was about to drag it down the stairs when Aunt Petunia came into the hall, in wizard robes, and said, "Let me help you with that, dear."

There it was again, dear. She pulled out her wand, muttered a spell, and followed her and Harry's trunks down the stairs. Harry went to pick up his other stuff when he noticed that beside Hedwig's cage was another cage with a large barn owl in it and beside that was a Nimbus 2001. Aunt Petunia came back up the stairs just as Harry was picking up his stuff.

"Are these yours?" asked Harry, pointing at the barn owl and the Nimbus 2001.

" Yes. Oh, and that is Sage," she said, pointing at the barn owl. Harry nodded his head and carried Hedwig and his Firebolt down the stairs.

"So how are we getting... wherever we're going?" asked Harry.

"Oh. We are going by floo network," said Aunt Petunia.

"To where?" asked Harry.

"Well, I am not really sure." admitted Aunt Petunia, "But I think we will probably get a room at the Leaky Cauldron until I can find somewhere more permanent. Unless you know of somewhere else we can go."

"No," said Harry. He did know somewhere they could go but didn't want to bring it up. He didn't know if he would be able to stand staying at Grimmuald Place.

"Ok, then. Let's go!" said Aunt Petunia. She walked over to the mantle, picked up a picture frame, and pointed her wand at it. The frame suddenly turned into a smell pot. She handed the pot to Harry and said, "You go first. I will be there in a few minutes."

Harry looked into the pot and saw glittering floo powder. He grabbed a handful and stepped into the fireplace, which Aunt Petunia had already filled up with his things. Harry threw down the glittering powder and bellowed, "The Leaky Cauldron".

He started spinning. He could feel his trunk by his side and could hear Hedwig screeching beside him. Suddenly the spinning stopped. Harry looked around and Arthur Weasley standing there, smiling at him.

"Come on Harry! Let's get you out of there before your Aunt comes!" said Mr. Weasley as he helped Harry get his trunk out of the fire. "And how are you Harry?"

"Fine," lied Harry. In truth he was the exact opposite of fine but he didn't want Mr. Weasley to worry about him.

"Good," said Mr. Weasley, "Oh, look! Here comes your aunt." Suddenly Aunt Petunia appeared in the fire. She quickly got out, dragging her things behind her.

"Hello Arthur," she said, "Do we have rooms yet?"

"Yes," said Mr. Weasley, "We have rooms 14 and 15. Come with me." They followed Mr. Weasley up a staircase and then stopped at room 14.

"Here is your room Harry," said Mr. Weasley. Harry took his key and stepped inside, dragging his trunk behind him. Harry went to close the door but before he did, he listened to the last bit of Mr. Weasley and Aunt Petunia's conversation.

"Oh, and one more thing before you leave Arthur," said Aunt Petunia, "What will Harry do while I am gone everyday?"

"Oh, he can just walk around Diagon Ally, I suppose," said Mr. Weasley.

"Unprotected?" questioned Aunt Petunia.

"Of coarse not!" exclaimed Mr. Weasley, "The Order is going to be keeping a very close eye on him!"

"Oh good!" said Aunt Petunia, "I was starting to worry!"

Harry quietly closed the door. Aunt Petunia was worried about him? The boy who she had seemed to hate for almost 16 years?

He was unpacking his things and thinking about the events of that day when a thought dawned on him. He hadn't gotten a letter from the Ministry yet, telling him he was expelled or something. But as he thought about it he guessed that since Voldemort's return some things had changed, and this was probably one of them. Suddenly he heard a soft tapping noise on his window. He turned and saw Ron's owl, Pigwidgeon, sitting on the window, a letter clutched in its beak. Harry walked over to the window and let him in. He quickly flew in, dropped the letter on Harry, and zoomed around the room gleefully. Harry grabbed the letter and quickly opened it.

Harry,
Dad told me everything! Your Aunt, a witch?!?! I can't believe it. I remember what she was like. She didn't seem like a witch at all. And Malfoy, dead?!?! Wow! Can't talk long here but I will see you soon.

Ron

He was happy to hear that he would see Ron and probably Hermione again soon. He really missed them.

His thoughts suddenly jumped back to the conversation he had just heard. He was going to be "secretly" watched again. He had been secretly watched to protect him last summer too. It hadn't worked so well. He had still been attacked by dementors.

Harry got his pajamas on and climbed into bead. After a few minutes he drifted off to sleep.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

The next morning he woke up to loud knocks on his door. His face was covered in tears. Last night he had the nightmare about Sirius's death.

"What?" Harry mumbled, trying to dry his face.

"Good morning Harry," called Aunt Petunia through the door, "I was just about to go down to breakfast and wondered if you wanted to join me."

"Sure," said Harry, "I'll be down in a few minutes."

Harry quickly got dressed in wizard robes, grabbed his wand, ran down the steps, and quickly found Aunt Petunia at a table. He sat down across from her, ordered coffee and some eggs, and then, feeling awkward, stared down at the tablecloth.

"Are you alright, Harry?" asked Aunt Petunia, sounding worried.

"Yes, I'm fine," said Harry, "Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

"What?" asked Aunt Petunia.

" Why did you wait until now to tell me you were a witch?" asked Harry, "And why didn't Dumbledore or somebody from the Order tell me?"

Aunt Petunia stared at him for a moment then said, "I never told you because I didn't want Vernon to know. I thought I loved him too much to lose him. Now I know what a mistake that was. Nobody from the wizarding world ever told you because they were sworn to secrecy."

Harry thought about this while he ate his breakfast. He was still a little upset that nobody ever told him that he was living with a witch.

Suddenly, Aunt Petunia said, "Well, you are on your own today Harry. I will be gone from now until about 9:00 tonight. You are free to roam Diagon Ally under these circumstances. You must be cautious around strangers and deserted areas or back alleyways. Also under absolutely NO circumstances are you to enter Knockturn Ally. Also try and be back in the Leaky Cauldron by dark. It will make me feel a lot better."

"Sure," said Harry, "Where are you going to be all day?"

"Well, until six I will be working at St. Mungo's and after that I will either be doing work for the Order or looking for a house for us," she said.

"Oh," said Harry, "Alright."

"Well, I best be off. Don't want to be late for my first day back at work." Said Aunt Petunia as she stood up, "Have a fun day Harry and be careful!"

"I will," said Harry and with a loud crack Aunt Petunia was gone.

A/N: Not the most exciting chapter but getting longer. It will get more exciting in the next chapter (Hint: Weasley's Wizard Wheezes!). Hope you like my fic! Please review!