Chapter 6: Summer Dreams
Thanks everyone for the great reviews. The next Chapter for the Heir of Greats is almost ready. I have also started another story that I will be posting soon just to see if any one likes it. It's called The Mage. I may keep writing on it or not depends on the reviews. Anyway, it's nearly Christmas. So I decided to dedicate this chapter to a teacher at my school who has helped me with my computer woes. Here is your Christmas present, Mrs.J!!! Hope you like it, from your demons of second block.
Merry Christmas Everyone. ============================================================================ ======================================
Through the inky blackness, Harry Potter could hear voices talking. Ignore the exhaustion that still swept him, he tried to force open his eyes.
"He's waking up." spoke a voice that sounded as if the owner of the voice would put up with no nonsense. Harry opened his eyes but could not make any of the objects in front of him. He reached for his glasses.
"Could someone please hand me my glasses?" asked Harry with a scratch whisper, as if he had not talked in awhile. An unknown hand handed him his glasses. He put them and gazed around the last room he expected to be in. It was the Hogwarts Medical Wing. Harry's looked at the people in the room. In the room were his two best friends in the whole world, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger. The other occupants were Mrs. Weasley, the mother of Ron and practically a mother to Harry too. Also in the room were Professors Dumbledore and McGonagall.
"HARRY!" yelled Ron and Hermione as they dove at once to give their friend a hug. Harry gasped when he felt them tackle them but returned nonetheless. The adults in the room smiled.
"We thought we had lost you there for minute, Harry" said Ron as he quickly let go of his friend to resume a more manly position. Hermione was the next to let go.
"Are you alright, Harry?" asked Hermione as she let go of Harry only to be replaced by a crying Mrs. Weasley. Harry had always enjoyed Molly Weasley's hugs. He always thought that's what his mother's hugs would feel like.
"Are you all right, dear? You have been through a lot." Inquired Mrs. Weasley as she let go of Harry to check him over for injuries. Harry just smiled at the antics on around him. He was finally at home, Hogwarts and he was with some of the people he counted as family.
"Then why does it feel as if something is missing." Thought Harry as he started to sit up in my bed.
"I am fine you, guys." Replied Harry with a smile. "But what am I doing at Hogwarts?"
Everyone stared at him. Harry squirmed under their glare.
"What is the last thing you remember Harry?" inquired Professor McGonaggel.
Harry stared at for a minute. In all his time at Hogwarts, this is the first time she had ever called him Harry. Harry shook it off as he tried to remember what had happened. Suddenly it all came back to him. The Death Eaters and Voldamort attacking Privet Drive at midnight.
" I remember. Voldamort" started Harry ignore the flinch that came from everyone expect for Dumbledore when that name was mentioned. " And the Death Eaters came and attacked the Dursleys house. They broke through some kind of shield around the house. Voldamort and some of the Death Eaters came into the house, but I was able to get them out the first time. But the second time I wasn't able to. They came in and held me down while they talked about what they were going do to you guys. Voldamort then started to threaten." Harry stopped speaking and blushed as he remembered whom, Voldamort had threatened. Harry had hoped that no would notice but they all did.
"So Harry who did Voldamort threaten?" inquired Professor Dumbledore, "It must had been someone special by the look on your face."
"Professor, I don't remember." lied Harry looking away from the man he had respected every since he had come to the wizerding world. Harry turned his head back to the others. He noticed that they were curious too but had not said anything.
"I am sorry sir but I cannot remember anymore." Said Harry telling the truth. The Headmaster nodded.
"If you do remember anything please come straight to me at once." Said Dumbledore with a little force. Harry nodded.
"It's all right Harry. Maybe you will remember soon." Said Hermione as she sat down Harry's bed. Harry smiled but then he remembered the letter he had received from her.
"Hermione, what are you doing here? You're supposed to be in Bulgaria." Said Harry looking at one of his best friends.
Hermione looked back at Mrs. Weasley, who nodded her head.
"You see, Harry. It was supposed to be a surprise. I never went. I went home for a few days then I went to the Burrow." Said Hermione. Ron joined his friends.
"Yea, Harry. Professor Dumbledore was going to let you come over for the entire summer. Hermione and I were going to come and get you the next day before all this You-Know-Who messy started up." finished Ron sitting down next to Hermione.
"Thanks you guys. And you too, Mrs. Weasley." Replied Harry with a smile.
"Well, Harry. Molly and I have talked it over. You can still go to the Burrow if you still want to you go." Said Dumbledore looking at Harry with a smile, who was nodding his head rapidly. "Very well. But I am afraid you will have to stay here at Hogwarts until the news of this attack has calmed down some. I say two weeks should be enough."
Harry could not believe it he was going to get to go to the Burrow. Harry was filled with joy but the consistent threat of attack made his happiness goes down a little.
"Thank you Mrs. Weasley for having me over." Said Harry to the older red head.
"Think nothing it, dear. O'my goodness. I hate to do this but Ron, Hermione we have to go. It's nearly time for everyone to be back at the Burrow." Said Mrs. Weasley with a small sigh.
"Will see you soon, Harry." Said Ron with a pat on Harry's back.
"Stay out of trouble." Said Hermione giving Harry a quick hug. Mrs. Weasley was next and Harry nearly passed out from the hug. They all waved as they exited the room followed by Professor McGonggall who had promised to come back and see Harry, which was not like her at all. Now it was just Professor Dumbledore and Harry.
"You may ask your question, Harry." Said Dumbledore from the seat nearest to the bed. Harry took a deep breath.
"Where is Sirius? I thought he would be here." asked Harry with a sigh.
"He wanted to be and he will be tomorrow. He was at Professor Lupins when the attack happened and could not get here." Replied Dumbledore. Harry nodded and asked his next question the one that he did not want the others to hear.
"What happened last night? How did Voldamort find and why did he back retreat?" asked Harry in a rush.
"I am not sure how he found you, Harry. I have people looking into it but it maybe awhile before we know anything at all. As for the next one, I cannot say. It is best you do not know now." Said Dumbledore but before Harry could reply some came into the Medial Wing.
"Ah. There you are, Albus." Said the woman coming to stand next to the bed. She was not very old in her late twenties at the most. Her hair reach down to her shoulders and was a mixture of blond and dark blond. She was wearing some unusually clothing for a witch. She had on a dark forest green sweater over a white shirt and was wearing a pair of blue jeans.
"I am sorry to keep you waiting, Abrella." Said Dumbledore rising to go.
"How are you doing, Harry." Asked Abrella. Harry started at her for a minute trying to place her.
"I sorry but have we met before." Inquired Harry politely. Abrella and Dumbledore glanced at each other and chuckled.
"I should say you do, Harry" said Dumbledore with twinkling eyes. "This is Abrella Figg. But you probably know her better as you old neighbor, Mrs. Figg."
Harry eyes went wide.
That the end of this chapter. The next one should be done in a few days and I should have the next chapter of the Heir up soon. Merry Christmas. Fire Knight.
Thanks everyone for the great reviews. The next Chapter for the Heir of Greats is almost ready. I have also started another story that I will be posting soon just to see if any one likes it. It's called The Mage. I may keep writing on it or not depends on the reviews. Anyway, it's nearly Christmas. So I decided to dedicate this chapter to a teacher at my school who has helped me with my computer woes. Here is your Christmas present, Mrs.J!!! Hope you like it, from your demons of second block.
Merry Christmas Everyone. ============================================================================ ======================================
Through the inky blackness, Harry Potter could hear voices talking. Ignore the exhaustion that still swept him, he tried to force open his eyes.
"He's waking up." spoke a voice that sounded as if the owner of the voice would put up with no nonsense. Harry opened his eyes but could not make any of the objects in front of him. He reached for his glasses.
"Could someone please hand me my glasses?" asked Harry with a scratch whisper, as if he had not talked in awhile. An unknown hand handed him his glasses. He put them and gazed around the last room he expected to be in. It was the Hogwarts Medical Wing. Harry's looked at the people in the room. In the room were his two best friends in the whole world, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger. The other occupants were Mrs. Weasley, the mother of Ron and practically a mother to Harry too. Also in the room were Professors Dumbledore and McGonagall.
"HARRY!" yelled Ron and Hermione as they dove at once to give their friend a hug. Harry gasped when he felt them tackle them but returned nonetheless. The adults in the room smiled.
"We thought we had lost you there for minute, Harry" said Ron as he quickly let go of his friend to resume a more manly position. Hermione was the next to let go.
"Are you alright, Harry?" asked Hermione as she let go of Harry only to be replaced by a crying Mrs. Weasley. Harry had always enjoyed Molly Weasley's hugs. He always thought that's what his mother's hugs would feel like.
"Are you all right, dear? You have been through a lot." Inquired Mrs. Weasley as she let go of Harry to check him over for injuries. Harry just smiled at the antics on around him. He was finally at home, Hogwarts and he was with some of the people he counted as family.
"Then why does it feel as if something is missing." Thought Harry as he started to sit up in my bed.
"I am fine you, guys." Replied Harry with a smile. "But what am I doing at Hogwarts?"
Everyone stared at him. Harry squirmed under their glare.
"What is the last thing you remember Harry?" inquired Professor McGonaggel.
Harry stared at for a minute. In all his time at Hogwarts, this is the first time she had ever called him Harry. Harry shook it off as he tried to remember what had happened. Suddenly it all came back to him. The Death Eaters and Voldamort attacking Privet Drive at midnight.
" I remember. Voldamort" started Harry ignore the flinch that came from everyone expect for Dumbledore when that name was mentioned. " And the Death Eaters came and attacked the Dursleys house. They broke through some kind of shield around the house. Voldamort and some of the Death Eaters came into the house, but I was able to get them out the first time. But the second time I wasn't able to. They came in and held me down while they talked about what they were going do to you guys. Voldamort then started to threaten." Harry stopped speaking and blushed as he remembered whom, Voldamort had threatened. Harry had hoped that no would notice but they all did.
"So Harry who did Voldamort threaten?" inquired Professor Dumbledore, "It must had been someone special by the look on your face."
"Professor, I don't remember." lied Harry looking away from the man he had respected every since he had come to the wizerding world. Harry turned his head back to the others. He noticed that they were curious too but had not said anything.
"I am sorry sir but I cannot remember anymore." Said Harry telling the truth. The Headmaster nodded.
"If you do remember anything please come straight to me at once." Said Dumbledore with a little force. Harry nodded.
"It's all right Harry. Maybe you will remember soon." Said Hermione as she sat down Harry's bed. Harry smiled but then he remembered the letter he had received from her.
"Hermione, what are you doing here? You're supposed to be in Bulgaria." Said Harry looking at one of his best friends.
Hermione looked back at Mrs. Weasley, who nodded her head.
"You see, Harry. It was supposed to be a surprise. I never went. I went home for a few days then I went to the Burrow." Said Hermione. Ron joined his friends.
"Yea, Harry. Professor Dumbledore was going to let you come over for the entire summer. Hermione and I were going to come and get you the next day before all this You-Know-Who messy started up." finished Ron sitting down next to Hermione.
"Thanks you guys. And you too, Mrs. Weasley." Replied Harry with a smile.
"Well, Harry. Molly and I have talked it over. You can still go to the Burrow if you still want to you go." Said Dumbledore looking at Harry with a smile, who was nodding his head rapidly. "Very well. But I am afraid you will have to stay here at Hogwarts until the news of this attack has calmed down some. I say two weeks should be enough."
Harry could not believe it he was going to get to go to the Burrow. Harry was filled with joy but the consistent threat of attack made his happiness goes down a little.
"Thank you Mrs. Weasley for having me over." Said Harry to the older red head.
"Think nothing it, dear. O'my goodness. I hate to do this but Ron, Hermione we have to go. It's nearly time for everyone to be back at the Burrow." Said Mrs. Weasley with a small sigh.
"Will see you soon, Harry." Said Ron with a pat on Harry's back.
"Stay out of trouble." Said Hermione giving Harry a quick hug. Mrs. Weasley was next and Harry nearly passed out from the hug. They all waved as they exited the room followed by Professor McGonggall who had promised to come back and see Harry, which was not like her at all. Now it was just Professor Dumbledore and Harry.
"You may ask your question, Harry." Said Dumbledore from the seat nearest to the bed. Harry took a deep breath.
"Where is Sirius? I thought he would be here." asked Harry with a sigh.
"He wanted to be and he will be tomorrow. He was at Professor Lupins when the attack happened and could not get here." Replied Dumbledore. Harry nodded and asked his next question the one that he did not want the others to hear.
"What happened last night? How did Voldamort find and why did he back retreat?" asked Harry in a rush.
"I am not sure how he found you, Harry. I have people looking into it but it maybe awhile before we know anything at all. As for the next one, I cannot say. It is best you do not know now." Said Dumbledore but before Harry could reply some came into the Medial Wing.
"Ah. There you are, Albus." Said the woman coming to stand next to the bed. She was not very old in her late twenties at the most. Her hair reach down to her shoulders and was a mixture of blond and dark blond. She was wearing some unusually clothing for a witch. She had on a dark forest green sweater over a white shirt and was wearing a pair of blue jeans.
"I am sorry to keep you waiting, Abrella." Said Dumbledore rising to go.
"How are you doing, Harry." Asked Abrella. Harry started at her for a minute trying to place her.
"I sorry but have we met before." Inquired Harry politely. Abrella and Dumbledore glanced at each other and chuckled.
"I should say you do, Harry" said Dumbledore with twinkling eyes. "This is Abrella Figg. But you probably know her better as you old neighbor, Mrs. Figg."
Harry eyes went wide.
That the end of this chapter. The next one should be done in a few days and I should have the next chapter of the Heir up soon. Merry Christmas. Fire Knight.