Aunt Petunia treated Harry a lot better over the next few days. Harry was
still disappointed however, about the lack of information regarding
Voldomort. Night had fallen on Privet Drive, as Harry sat reading in his
room. It was about midnight and the Dursley's had fallen asleep. When Harry
was close to falling asleep he heard a thud on his bedroom window. Harry
darted over to his window hoping to find Hedwig with a letter from Ron or
Hermione. To Harry's dismay and surprise it wasn't Hedwig. Instead it was
an over sized barn owl that fluttered in the wind. Harry opened the window
quickly allowing the owl to fly in. Bound to his legs Harry noticed a
rather large envelope. Without warning he tore it open and read.
7:50 Big Ben London. Sirius
Harry had absolutely no idea what his meant. What could this mean? Then out of the corner of his eye he saw his bed side clock. "7:41" it read. Harry pondered for a moment, and then grasped hold of his Firebolt. Slowly and quietly Harry raised the window and hoisted his trunk up on to the roof. He immediately followed. Once the trunk was secure on the back of his broom he pushed off the roof with a start. A light coming from the Dursley's bedroom turned on. Harry paid no attention to this however, and flew on.
7:50 Big Ben London. Sirius
Harry had absolutely no idea what his meant. What could this mean? Then out of the corner of his eye he saw his bed side clock. "7:41" it read. Harry pondered for a moment, and then grasped hold of his Firebolt. Slowly and quietly Harry raised the window and hoisted his trunk up on to the roof. He immediately followed. Once the trunk was secure on the back of his broom he pushed off the roof with a start. A light coming from the Dursley's bedroom turned on. Harry paid no attention to this however, and flew on.