Harry Potter and the Second War
Chapter 1: The Mysterious Things
Note: I won't go into all the detail about Harry, and the past. I think most readers should know about this, and to me it's a little boring writing
about something like this, so I'm sure it would bore the readers too. I
hope you understand. Thanks.
It was the second day of break from Hogwarts. Harry wasn't enjoying his time at the Dursely's. However, it was better than the last several horrific years there he had spent. He had very little contact with the Dursleys and he was fine with that. It was about 3 o'clock in the afternoon at Number 4 Privet Drive, and a nice glorious day. Harry was up in his room doing his summer work trying to get it done so he doesn't have to ruin his time with his friends over the summer. Up on the wall a calendar, or a page of one, was stuck to the wall with X's on the days that had gone by. This was the countdown till the days he would hopefully be reunited with his friends Ron, and Hermione. 'Peck...peck....peck' This was the sound Harry was listening for at the moment. He knew Hedwig has arrived with the daily news from his friends. He looked over and noticed this wasn't the case as of right now. He saw a huge brown and black barn owl with a huge package attached to its foot. The window wasn't open, so Harry got up and opened it and allowed the owl to come in. "This is weird," said Harry faintly, "I was told only to accept packages from Hedwig." A few seconds passed by and huge Swoosh came announcing the arrival of Hedwig. She had a letter tied to her leg. He figured he would read that first, to see if it cleared up anything that was going on. The letter read:
Dear Mr. Potter,
I'm sorry I didn't attach this to the first owl, but I couldn't find room. Inside, there is another letter explaining what this is, and what this is for.
Best of Luck,
Cornelious Fudge
M.O.M.
Harry looked at the box and said, "Whatever this is, I bet it's for my personal protection." The box was weird itself. There was no way to tell which you could open it. He then took his wand and said, "Reoflis." The box opened, and the contents were displayed in front of him. He saw three things. The first item was an object that resembled a radio-like object. The second item was a weird contraption he had never seen before. The third item was the letter. He choose to read that first to see if it told him any information that he needed to know about what these were it read.
Mr. Potter,
This is the Minister of Magic speaking. After talking to Dumbledore and a few other people, we have decided to give you these two things to help you. One item looks like a Muggle-like thing. I think its called a radial or something, anyways it has the same concept only this works two ways. If the button on the left is pushed you can hear any news, or music you wish. The button on the right is a warning, or panic button. If you are in trouble push this button. Someone will always be there to listen from you. Now, the other object I'm not totally sure about. Dumbledore said it was a calliscopitous. I don't know how it works, or what it does, but he told me that you will figure out how to use it to your advantage. This is all Mr. Potter. I wish you well, and hope yours is well.
Signed,
Cornelious Fudge M.O.M.
Harry read the letter once, and set it down. "They still think I can't handle things on my own," he said, "Yet I've gotten by Voldemort 5 times now. I know this last time I had plenty of help, but so did Voldemort. Why should I have to get this? Has anyone else gotten it? Probably not." A few minuites went by, and Harry decided to try out the radio-looking thing. He pushed the left button, and what he heard surprised him. He was listening to the Weird Sisters. The only way he knew this was because he heard them play at one time at Hogwarts at the Yule Ball. Something was wrong however in Harry's mind. That didn't last long however. "HARRY POTTER!" yelled his Uncle Vernon from downstairs. Harry knew something must be going haywire downstairs. He grabbed his wand, left his room, and headed downstairs. At the instant he turned towards the kitchen, he felt a horrible pain shoot through his body starting from his scar. A few seconds later though, it was gone, and Harry was able to walk again. He walked through the doorway into the kitchen. The Dursely's were sitting in the living room, all panic- shaken. Standing right their was the only person he'd been wanting to see these last several weeks. "Sirius! Your back! What took you so long?" Harry exclaimiedly asked. Sirius replied, "That archway is something. No one has ever survived it before, but I was able to hang-on before I hit the bottom. It took me forever to get up, but it's the fact I am here now is all that matters." Harry agreed, he was glad that his Godfather was back. Sirius spoke again, "Mr. Dursely, I don't think we have met. Im Harry's Godfather Sirius Black." He turned to Aunt Petunia, "and you must be Mrs. Dursely, nice to meet you. I wanted to ask if I could stay here with Harry for a few days, would that be ok with you two?" Uncle Vernon who would die rather then allow him to stay, saw that Harry was happy. He didn't need to risk the other wizards coming after him. He then said, "Yes, you may Mr. Black, you can sleep in the spare bedroom." "Come on Harry, lets go for a walk, we really need to talk," came Sirius's voice. "Alright, let's go," Harry replied. Before they left however Aunt Petunia came over to Harry, "I need to talk to you first." Harry was confused but decided to give her a chance. When they were alone, she said, "I'm not sure if he is actually your godfather. I got a letter from Dumbledore saying to be alert. If your Uncle knew I was caring about you this much it would be the end, but I know something is up. Also, please don't tell anyone, I am a Squib." At that news Harry was surprised, even though events couldn't be any stranger he believed her. "My sister and I are distant cousins from wizards, but its so distant that we are considered Muggles. I almost has the chance to go to Hogwarts, but I was a Squib. That's why I hated my sister, your mother, but I know see that there is a role here that I belong in. I'm sorry for these last 15 years we made you go through, but now you know. I'm going to go with you on this walk. Take your wand. If we allow Voldemort to know we're on him he will attack, we need to buy time, use your owl, and tell Dumbledore the recent events."
Chapter 1: The Mysterious Things
Note: I won't go into all the detail about Harry, and the past. I think most readers should know about this, and to me it's a little boring writing
about something like this, so I'm sure it would bore the readers too. I
hope you understand. Thanks.
It was the second day of break from Hogwarts. Harry wasn't enjoying his time at the Dursely's. However, it was better than the last several horrific years there he had spent. He had very little contact with the Dursleys and he was fine with that. It was about 3 o'clock in the afternoon at Number 4 Privet Drive, and a nice glorious day. Harry was up in his room doing his summer work trying to get it done so he doesn't have to ruin his time with his friends over the summer. Up on the wall a calendar, or a page of one, was stuck to the wall with X's on the days that had gone by. This was the countdown till the days he would hopefully be reunited with his friends Ron, and Hermione. 'Peck...peck....peck' This was the sound Harry was listening for at the moment. He knew Hedwig has arrived with the daily news from his friends. He looked over and noticed this wasn't the case as of right now. He saw a huge brown and black barn owl with a huge package attached to its foot. The window wasn't open, so Harry got up and opened it and allowed the owl to come in. "This is weird," said Harry faintly, "I was told only to accept packages from Hedwig." A few seconds passed by and huge Swoosh came announcing the arrival of Hedwig. She had a letter tied to her leg. He figured he would read that first, to see if it cleared up anything that was going on. The letter read:
Dear Mr. Potter,
I'm sorry I didn't attach this to the first owl, but I couldn't find room. Inside, there is another letter explaining what this is, and what this is for.
Best of Luck,
Cornelious Fudge
M.O.M.
Harry looked at the box and said, "Whatever this is, I bet it's for my personal protection." The box was weird itself. There was no way to tell which you could open it. He then took his wand and said, "Reoflis." The box opened, and the contents were displayed in front of him. He saw three things. The first item was an object that resembled a radio-like object. The second item was a weird contraption he had never seen before. The third item was the letter. He choose to read that first to see if it told him any information that he needed to know about what these were it read.
Mr. Potter,
This is the Minister of Magic speaking. After talking to Dumbledore and a few other people, we have decided to give you these two things to help you. One item looks like a Muggle-like thing. I think its called a radial or something, anyways it has the same concept only this works two ways. If the button on the left is pushed you can hear any news, or music you wish. The button on the right is a warning, or panic button. If you are in trouble push this button. Someone will always be there to listen from you. Now, the other object I'm not totally sure about. Dumbledore said it was a calliscopitous. I don't know how it works, or what it does, but he told me that you will figure out how to use it to your advantage. This is all Mr. Potter. I wish you well, and hope yours is well.
Signed,
Cornelious Fudge M.O.M.
Harry read the letter once, and set it down. "They still think I can't handle things on my own," he said, "Yet I've gotten by Voldemort 5 times now. I know this last time I had plenty of help, but so did Voldemort. Why should I have to get this? Has anyone else gotten it? Probably not." A few minuites went by, and Harry decided to try out the radio-looking thing. He pushed the left button, and what he heard surprised him. He was listening to the Weird Sisters. The only way he knew this was because he heard them play at one time at Hogwarts at the Yule Ball. Something was wrong however in Harry's mind. That didn't last long however. "HARRY POTTER!" yelled his Uncle Vernon from downstairs. Harry knew something must be going haywire downstairs. He grabbed his wand, left his room, and headed downstairs. At the instant he turned towards the kitchen, he felt a horrible pain shoot through his body starting from his scar. A few seconds later though, it was gone, and Harry was able to walk again. He walked through the doorway into the kitchen. The Dursely's were sitting in the living room, all panic- shaken. Standing right their was the only person he'd been wanting to see these last several weeks. "Sirius! Your back! What took you so long?" Harry exclaimiedly asked. Sirius replied, "That archway is something. No one has ever survived it before, but I was able to hang-on before I hit the bottom. It took me forever to get up, but it's the fact I am here now is all that matters." Harry agreed, he was glad that his Godfather was back. Sirius spoke again, "Mr. Dursely, I don't think we have met. Im Harry's Godfather Sirius Black." He turned to Aunt Petunia, "and you must be Mrs. Dursely, nice to meet you. I wanted to ask if I could stay here with Harry for a few days, would that be ok with you two?" Uncle Vernon who would die rather then allow him to stay, saw that Harry was happy. He didn't need to risk the other wizards coming after him. He then said, "Yes, you may Mr. Black, you can sleep in the spare bedroom." "Come on Harry, lets go for a walk, we really need to talk," came Sirius's voice. "Alright, let's go," Harry replied. Before they left however Aunt Petunia came over to Harry, "I need to talk to you first." Harry was confused but decided to give her a chance. When they were alone, she said, "I'm not sure if he is actually your godfather. I got a letter from Dumbledore saying to be alert. If your Uncle knew I was caring about you this much it would be the end, but I know something is up. Also, please don't tell anyone, I am a Squib." At that news Harry was surprised, even though events couldn't be any stranger he believed her. "My sister and I are distant cousins from wizards, but its so distant that we are considered Muggles. I almost has the chance to go to Hogwarts, but I was a Squib. That's why I hated my sister, your mother, but I know see that there is a role here that I belong in. I'm sorry for these last 15 years we made you go through, but now you know. I'm going to go with you on this walk. Take your wand. If we allow Voldemort to know we're on him he will attack, we need to buy time, use your owl, and tell Dumbledore the recent events."