Chapter 2: Guests at Mrs. Figg' s House
Harry gazed around the room trying to remember where he was. He squinted and tried to comprehend the fuzzy outlines. Blindly, he reached for his glasses on the bedside table. Harry quickly put them and breathed a sigh of relief when he recognized his room at the Dursleys. "What a dream!" thought Harry as he propped himself on his pillows as he lay against the beds headboard. Harry glanced at the flashing red lights of the clock on the table and let out a small moan. The clock flashed merrily back him, 4:57 A.M. "When I return to Hogworts, I am going to have bags under my the size the Dudley." thought Harry as he gathered strength to get out of bed.
With a small sigh of regret, Harry pulled himself out of bed. "That dream what does it mean?" said Harry out loud as he fixed his bed. " All ways the same thing, Hogworts, a large animal, and that same group of people. That old man all ways calls me something at the end but what is it?" thought Harry as he stopped to ponder the dream. For the past few day the boy who had lived had been having strange dreams. Strange dreams for even Harry Potter. Harry shook his head as he could not remember what it was. " Maybe I can remember after a jog to the park."
This thought made Harry smile. Every since he had come back to Privet Drive he had started to jog in the morning before anyone else was up. Jogging cleared his head of the bad dreams he had of Voldormort and the previous year of Hogworts.
Harry turned slightly pale as he remembered what had happened with Cedric Diggory at the end of the year. Ever since he had left the hospital wing at school he had nightmares about Cedric's death. No one had blamed him for his death but he still could not help it. "It is my fault," thought Harry as pulled off his pajamas, " if Cedric hadn't, NO! I wont blame myself. I have to keep going even if this guiltiness does never go away." Harry pulled on a pair of black jogging paints and a white t-shirt. Harry took several deep breaths to steady his nerves. " I can't do nothing for Cedric now expect remember him."
With soul weare sigh, Harry opened his bedroom door slowly. The fifteen year old stuck his head out the door and listened. Harry smiled when he heard the sound of his uncle and his cousin snoring. With the grace of a person who rode upon a broom, Harry stealth tiptoed out into the hallway and down the stairs. When the front door was shut behind him, Harry's face broke into a large grin. The young man quickly did a few stretches. He then walked to the sidewalk where he ran in place for a few moments to warm up. Harry started a brisk pace. Harry started to jog down the street enjoying the cool crisp morning air. Harry was startled out of his enjoyment when he had run all the way down to the Privet drive Park. Harry smiled, " I'm getting faster." thought Harry as he started to jog back up the street.
Harry was almost back to the Dursley house. When he noticed something strange. Standing on front of Miss. Figgs doorstep was person dressed in a purple wizard's cloak! Harry stopped right in his tracks, " Mrs. Figg?! No, it could not be.." thought Harry as he took his glasses off to wipe them on his t-shirt, " I am just imagine things. If must been something on my glasses." Harry put the glasses back on his head and looked back at Mrs. Figgs house. The man in the cloak was gone. " I must just imagined it or did I?" Harry thoughts were troubled all the way up the street.
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Mrs. Figg glanced out the living room window in her house. She let out a small sigh, as she could not see the person she had put in charge of protecting.
"Is he gone, Arabella" asked the Prof. Dumbledore sitting in an overstuffed chair in front of a cheer fire. Mrs. Figg turned from the window and nodded her head.
" You were very clumsily, Albus." stated as she went to the sit down across from the Headmaster of Hogworts. Dumbledore's eyes twinkled merrily.
" I'm sorry, Arabella. It's just that I did not stop to think that he would be out this early," said Albus looking around the room. It was a medium sized room with a two overstuffed chairs, a forest green sofa and a large coffee table. Around on the walls were pictures of long gone family members and some pictures of old friends.
Dumbledore smiled as he saw five large cats on the sofa. He turned his attention back to Arabella who was boring a cup of tea for him. "When did Harry take up jogging?" asked Dumbledore taking the tea from Arabella hand.
"O, it must been a couple of days ago. I think it takes his mind off things." spoke Arabella Figg taking a sip of her tea. Ablus sighed
" What is wrong, Albus?" asked the old women putting down her cup of tea. The Headmaster of Hogworts looked up at his old friend.
"Has any thing interesting happened here lately?" spoke Professor Dumbledore looking sharply at Mrs.Figg.
Mrs. Figg looked up suddenly at the man setting in front of her. She nodded, " As a matter of fact, last night my magic detectors went appositely crazy. There was a lot of magic around here last night. For moment I thought that Voldemort had found Harry!"
Albus eyebrows rose slightly, "As I thought." Arabella looked at him questionably. "Around midnight, all the professors and order members were awakened by this terrible storm."
"I still do not see what is wrong."
" You see it was not the storm itself but where is was."
"Where was it?" asked Mrs. Figg, her curiosity peaked.
"A full fledge thunderstorm was taking place in the Great Hall. For a few moment the enchanted ceiling was not reflecting the outside sky but was actually doing something entirely different." said Albus quietly. A Mrs. Figgs eye went wide and was about to speak, but the professor irrupted her. " There more. After a few minutes the storm was gone but suddenly the hall was filled with this white light. I never in my life felt such magic, it was incredible. Next, there was this voice that said "The time for the heir to come to his birthright and his power shall be nigh."
" That is amazing and since Harry is the heir of .."
Albus nodded his head, " He is the only heir that I know of besides Voldemort."
Arabella raised her eyebrow, " You don't think the message could be talking of him do you?"
Dumbledore shook his head, " I don't believe so. Mr. Riddle has already come into his power a long time ago."
Arabella closed her eyes for a moment in thought, "I wonder what sort of power Harry will have. Is any way to know at all?"
"I am afraid not. Until Harry shows the powers himself or we get some kind of warning like we did last night there is no way to know. Arabella, please be on the lookout for any strange signs of magic. It could be Harry's powers showing."
As he said this, he reached into his robe and pulled out a curios looking watch. There were small planets rotating around the edge and in the center of the watch was a tiny sun. "I am afraid I have to go. I just wanted to inform you of what was happing and to be on the look out."
Arabella nodded her head and arose with the headmaster as he made his way to the door. " Besides last night, this place has been quite. If anything does happen I will owl you. You know I am still mad at you for taking my fireplace off the Floo network." she said as she opened the door and checked to make sure the street was empty.
"I am sorry about that but someone could use your fireplace to get to Harry." spoke Albus as he stepped on to the concrete path leading to the door. " Until next, old friend" Dumlbledore was about to recast the invisibility spell when Arabella held up her hand. The Headmaster looked at her.
"Next time you come, keep the invisibility spell on yourself until I answer the door. I do not want to explain to Harry why there was a wizard at my door."
Dumbledore smiled, nodded his head and took out his wand and waved it over himself. Arabella looked at the spot where he was before she closed the door.
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Harry gazed around the room trying to remember where he was. He squinted and tried to comprehend the fuzzy outlines. Blindly, he reached for his glasses on the bedside table. Harry quickly put them and breathed a sigh of relief when he recognized his room at the Dursleys. "What a dream!" thought Harry as he propped himself on his pillows as he lay against the beds headboard. Harry glanced at the flashing red lights of the clock on the table and let out a small moan. The clock flashed merrily back him, 4:57 A.M. "When I return to Hogworts, I am going to have bags under my the size the Dudley." thought Harry as he gathered strength to get out of bed.
With a small sigh of regret, Harry pulled himself out of bed. "That dream what does it mean?" said Harry out loud as he fixed his bed. " All ways the same thing, Hogworts, a large animal, and that same group of people. That old man all ways calls me something at the end but what is it?" thought Harry as he stopped to ponder the dream. For the past few day the boy who had lived had been having strange dreams. Strange dreams for even Harry Potter. Harry shook his head as he could not remember what it was. " Maybe I can remember after a jog to the park."
This thought made Harry smile. Every since he had come back to Privet Drive he had started to jog in the morning before anyone else was up. Jogging cleared his head of the bad dreams he had of Voldormort and the previous year of Hogworts.
Harry turned slightly pale as he remembered what had happened with Cedric Diggory at the end of the year. Ever since he had left the hospital wing at school he had nightmares about Cedric's death. No one had blamed him for his death but he still could not help it. "It is my fault," thought Harry as pulled off his pajamas, " if Cedric hadn't, NO! I wont blame myself. I have to keep going even if this guiltiness does never go away." Harry pulled on a pair of black jogging paints and a white t-shirt. Harry took several deep breaths to steady his nerves. " I can't do nothing for Cedric now expect remember him."
With soul weare sigh, Harry opened his bedroom door slowly. The fifteen year old stuck his head out the door and listened. Harry smiled when he heard the sound of his uncle and his cousin snoring. With the grace of a person who rode upon a broom, Harry stealth tiptoed out into the hallway and down the stairs. When the front door was shut behind him, Harry's face broke into a large grin. The young man quickly did a few stretches. He then walked to the sidewalk where he ran in place for a few moments to warm up. Harry started a brisk pace. Harry started to jog down the street enjoying the cool crisp morning air. Harry was startled out of his enjoyment when he had run all the way down to the Privet drive Park. Harry smiled, " I'm getting faster." thought Harry as he started to jog back up the street.
Harry was almost back to the Dursley house. When he noticed something strange. Standing on front of Miss. Figgs doorstep was person dressed in a purple wizard's cloak! Harry stopped right in his tracks, " Mrs. Figg?! No, it could not be.." thought Harry as he took his glasses off to wipe them on his t-shirt, " I am just imagine things. If must been something on my glasses." Harry put the glasses back on his head and looked back at Mrs. Figgs house. The man in the cloak was gone. " I must just imagined it or did I?" Harry thoughts were troubled all the way up the street.
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Mrs. Figg glanced out the living room window in her house. She let out a small sigh, as she could not see the person she had put in charge of protecting.
"Is he gone, Arabella" asked the Prof. Dumbledore sitting in an overstuffed chair in front of a cheer fire. Mrs. Figg turned from the window and nodded her head.
" You were very clumsily, Albus." stated as she went to the sit down across from the Headmaster of Hogworts. Dumbledore's eyes twinkled merrily.
" I'm sorry, Arabella. It's just that I did not stop to think that he would be out this early," said Albus looking around the room. It was a medium sized room with a two overstuffed chairs, a forest green sofa and a large coffee table. Around on the walls were pictures of long gone family members and some pictures of old friends.
Dumbledore smiled as he saw five large cats on the sofa. He turned his attention back to Arabella who was boring a cup of tea for him. "When did Harry take up jogging?" asked Dumbledore taking the tea from Arabella hand.
"O, it must been a couple of days ago. I think it takes his mind off things." spoke Arabella Figg taking a sip of her tea. Ablus sighed
" What is wrong, Albus?" asked the old women putting down her cup of tea. The Headmaster of Hogworts looked up at his old friend.
"Has any thing interesting happened here lately?" spoke Professor Dumbledore looking sharply at Mrs.Figg.
Mrs. Figg looked up suddenly at the man setting in front of her. She nodded, " As a matter of fact, last night my magic detectors went appositely crazy. There was a lot of magic around here last night. For moment I thought that Voldemort had found Harry!"
Albus eyebrows rose slightly, "As I thought." Arabella looked at him questionably. "Around midnight, all the professors and order members were awakened by this terrible storm."
"I still do not see what is wrong."
" You see it was not the storm itself but where is was."
"Where was it?" asked Mrs. Figg, her curiosity peaked.
"A full fledge thunderstorm was taking place in the Great Hall. For a few moment the enchanted ceiling was not reflecting the outside sky but was actually doing something entirely different." said Albus quietly. A Mrs. Figgs eye went wide and was about to speak, but the professor irrupted her. " There more. After a few minutes the storm was gone but suddenly the hall was filled with this white light. I never in my life felt such magic, it was incredible. Next, there was this voice that said "The time for the heir to come to his birthright and his power shall be nigh."
" That is amazing and since Harry is the heir of .."
Albus nodded his head, " He is the only heir that I know of besides Voldemort."
Arabella raised her eyebrow, " You don't think the message could be talking of him do you?"
Dumbledore shook his head, " I don't believe so. Mr. Riddle has already come into his power a long time ago."
Arabella closed her eyes for a moment in thought, "I wonder what sort of power Harry will have. Is any way to know at all?"
"I am afraid not. Until Harry shows the powers himself or we get some kind of warning like we did last night there is no way to know. Arabella, please be on the lookout for any strange signs of magic. It could be Harry's powers showing."
As he said this, he reached into his robe and pulled out a curios looking watch. There were small planets rotating around the edge and in the center of the watch was a tiny sun. "I am afraid I have to go. I just wanted to inform you of what was happing and to be on the look out."
Arabella nodded her head and arose with the headmaster as he made his way to the door. " Besides last night, this place has been quite. If anything does happen I will owl you. You know I am still mad at you for taking my fireplace off the Floo network." she said as she opened the door and checked to make sure the street was empty.
"I am sorry about that but someone could use your fireplace to get to Harry." spoke Albus as he stepped on to the concrete path leading to the door. " Until next, old friend" Dumlbledore was about to recast the invisibility spell when Arabella held up her hand. The Headmaster looked at her.
"Next time you come, keep the invisibility spell on yourself until I answer the door. I do not want to explain to Harry why there was a wizard at my door."
Dumbledore smiled, nodded his head and took out his wand and waved it over himself. Arabella looked at the spot where he was before she closed the door.
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