Disclaimer: Nope, I do not own HP, or anything important. But I do own Mr. Potato Head PJ bottoms…hehehe but I do not own Mr. P either…darn.
Ashley: I think that was one of my best chappies. I love suspense. And ya know what the best part is? I know wats gonna happen and u don't! Ha!
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"Harry? Harry Where are you off to?" Arthur asked as Harry sped past him.
Harry knew he didn't have time to talk Sirius needed his help. Finally, Harry had a sense off relief; he knew he wasn't alone anymore.
He quickly grabbed his broom of out the Weasley's cupboard under the stairs. "Ha! No more cupboards, no more Dursleys, no more getting treated like shit!" Harry said to him self as he hopped on his broom and sped through the burrow towards the door.
"Harry! What has gotten into you?" Molly yelled as he nearly knocked her off her feet.
"Harry…what are you doing?" Ron asked as Harry flew out of the house and into the sky.
"Where does he think he is going?" Angelina asked aloud.
"Well, you know." Fred started.
The room fell silent and all eyes fell on the twins.
"When nature calls, you just gotta answer it." George finished.
"George!" Angelina screamed smacking him.
"I wonder if he knows we've got a bathroom upstairs." Fred wondered aloud dodging Angelina's fist.
"This is really no time for jokes, this could be serious." Hermione stated in her normal know-it-all tone.
Just then Arthur entered the room, "Where's Harry?"
Everyone shrugged.
"I think it has something to do with Sirius, he was just speaking to him.
"Sirius? But he died!" Hermione exclaimed looking puzzled.
"I think he might be alive, I really do." Arthur said scratching his head of thick red hair.
"That's crazy." Molly stated standing up.
"Well you know there is only one way to find out." Ron said, "Who do we know who knows it all?"
"Hermione!" Fred and George yelled together.
"No, Mad Eye Moody!" Ron exclaimed.
"Mad eye?" George asked.
"You mean that weird, senile old man?" Fred asked, "Ron your nuts."
"Now boys, Moody is a very respected man." Arthur began.
"Yea, respected by only the weirdest and most unusual." Fred said.
"You think we could make big bucks starting an I Love Moody fan club, we could have fake magical eyes and everything!!" George exclaimed.
"Yea only one problem." Fred started.
"What?"
"Dad would be our only member."
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Amy left her room in the brightest cloak she could find. Unfortunately, Lucious saw her, "Why are you wearing that? I need you to put on this, make sure your face is hidden."
"Why?" She looked down at the outfit her father handed her. "But Dad, why? What's going on?"
"Just put it on and grab your broom." Lucious growled looking quite evil.
Amy looked at the cloak she was given; she had a perfectly good idea of what was going on. But she knew if she could do anything to help she'd have to obey her old man for just awhile.
When Amy went down into the parlor she saw Draco and Lucious in the same outfit she was wearing. Now Amy knew exactly what they were doing, but why?
"C'mon now, lets go." Lucious commanded handing Draco his firebolt and giving another to Amy.
"Lucious, what the hell do you think I am stupid? You're going to get us all…"
"Shhhh…I don't want your mother to hear." Lucious directed hovering above the ground. He began to fly out of a large opened window. Draco followed next and then Amy.
There was only one thing Amy didn't get. If they were doing what she thought they were doing, then why in the world were they doing it in the middle of a perfectly clear day.
Suddenly Amy had the answer. He knew about. He had ordered them all to meet. So obviously he would give them some sort of cover.
Amy shivered as freezing cold rain and wind slashed against her face. She quickly covered her face and tried to keep an eye out for lightning. Draco was nearly hit at least eight or nine times, while Lucious seemed to be scaring off the lightning.
"Come now, I need you to keep close. We are going down." Lucious instructed as he tipped the nose of his broom downward.
Draco quickly followed after him being the kiss ass child he was, but Amy seemed to want to rebel but at the same time she wanted to find out if she was right. So she also followed. The three of them landed in a very old and dirty alley with only one thing around, and suddenly Amy knew what they were doing.
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Harry also got hit with the same terrible weather. Only he wasn't as lucky. His broom was scarred from the lighting hitting it. He had almost decided to walk when he remembered, Sirius, needing his help. "Just imagine Harry," He said to himself, "If you were Sirius and you were alone, and alive when everyone else thought you were dead."
Suddenly it hit Harry, he had been in that position before. Before he came to Hogwarts, he was alone and alive, but everyone else ignored him, might as well thought he was dead.
"So that's why he cares for me so much. We are alike, the three of us. Sirius, My father, and me." Harry said again to himself.
He almost felt at ease when another bolt nearly killed him right then and there.
"I got to focus, I must hurry!" Harry thought as he flew down into a dark alley. It was quite dirty and seemingly abandoned. At the end of it a red telephone booth stood. Harry raced for it then stopped when he saw other footprints in the mud. He looked at the prints for a while and then shook whatever suspensions he had off and raced into the booth. He picked up the phone and a cool female voice answered.
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Okay I'm trying to save everything for the next chapter so I promise that will be longer. I don't want to do it here so I'm going to wait till next chapter. I'm so excited! You'll love it!