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A/N: Hey everyone! I'm so sorry I haven't updated in a while. I can't think of how to start the rest of my story.
Chapter 7: 24 Privit Drive and Somewhere Far Away
Harry wiped the tear from his eye. He was sick of it, sick of feeling this way. He wanted all the pain to go away. He wanted to go back to Hogwarts but he didn't want to face Ron and Hermione. They acted differently around him after Sirius...died. He didn't want to be around anyone.
The clinking of keys and locks opening erupted Harry's thoughts. His door swung open. In the doorway, Harry's uncle Vernon was standing in the doorway.
"What?" Harry grunted rudely.
"Don't talk to me like that, boy," Uncle Vernon yelled, "The family and I are going out. Not our choice really, Mrs. Figg's idea. We're having a barbecue at Mrs. Figg's house with the rest of the street. We'll be gone all night."
Harry gave a grunt that he understood and Uncle Vernon left. The door was attempting to close, but didn't close all the way. He could hear the door slam shut downstairs.
Harry looked around his room. Empty, just like his heart. There was no warmth or comfort in his life anymore. Ron and Hermione's words of comfort weren't comforting anymore, he was just afraid.
Harry didn't want to be afraid anymore. Voldemort had returned and Harry had to face the facts. Harry wasn't really afraid for himself, no. He was afraid for others. He didn't want to lose anyone else, he wanted to protect them. Harry was the hero, the misunderstood hero. He hated his life; he wanted the pain and worry to go away.
Harry rose from his bed, it was dark outside now. Harry was in a trace, something was calling for him. He walked out of his un-locked bedroom door. Harry's mind was blank and his eyes were transfixed in front of him, but not focusing on anything. Harry walked down the stairs, something was calling for him, and he just had to find it.
The house was dark; he could only see the silhouettes of the furniture. He walked into the kitchen, the abnormally clean kitchen. His head started to bob from side to side, only faintly, his mind grew cloudier and his steps were robotic and automatic. He made his way outside, in the backyard.
By the trees, on the far side of the yard, there was an eerie circle of light. It was green and blue and the light gave off a certain mist to it. With every step Harry took towards the light, the circle of light grew bigger. Harry's eyes were staring deep into the circle, his green eyes started to glow ferociously. Harry was a step away from the light when he had the desire, no, need to step through it.
The light flashed red and the circle was giving off a tremendous amount of heat, but Harry reached his hand out all the same. His hand met the light, but it had no feeling or density. Smoke started to swirl within the circle and the smoke started to crawl around Harry's arm. The smoke curled around Harry's body. With a sudden jolt, Harry's senseless body was lurched forward into the circle of light.
Harry was traveling. Light whizzed by him. He could see flashes of his past around him. His parents smiling at him...getting the letter to Hogwarts...catching the snitch...Ron and Hermione walking to the Whomping Willow...Cedric's lifeless body...Cho Chang under the mistletoe...Sirius. Harry fainted, the light and smoke still carrying him somewhere far away.
Harry woke up in a blue room. Everything was light blue. The bed he was sleeping in, the walls and carpet were all blue and unadorned. Harry had never remembered this place; he had never been here before. Harry searched for his glasses. He found them on a light blue bed stand.
'Where the hell am I?" Harry wondered.
The door creaked open. In the doorway, was a woman in her mid-thirties. She had chocolate brown eyes and bright blonde hair. She was a thin woman with a nice figure. She smiled when she saw that Harry was awake.
"Finally you're awake! You've been out for awhile!" The woman said.
"Where am I? How did I get here? Who are you?" Harry asked, all at once.
"Your at my house, you got her by a light portal and my name is Jeannie Constance, but you can call me Jeannie." The woman said clearly.
"I don't understand..." Harry said, confused. He didn't know where he was or why he was here, he wanted answers. Harry's life can be so complicating.
"It will all be explained shortly," The woman named Jeanne said, "But don't worry. You're in safe hands; I'm part of the order."
"But why am I here? I don't understand, who are you?" Harry asked, starting to get annoyed.
"Don't worry; everyone is waiting downstairs for you! You're here because you have to be! We'll explain everything once you're downstairs," She said patiently.
"Fine!" Harry said, getting frustrated that this woman wasn't giving him clear answers. Harry started to climb out of bed, wanting to see who was downstairs.
"You are not going anywhere! You need to eat and rest! Here, eat this, I'll come back for you in ten minutes. Your things are in the closet, you can change if you want," Jeannie said. She placed a tray of food on his bed and left the room.
Harry examined the food and wondered if it was poisonous. There was a slab of chocolate, soup, crackers, some fruit and milk.
'What a variety," Harry thought to himself, still eying the food.
Ten minutes later, Jeannie came back to the blue room. Harry was fully dressed and finishing of the chocolate.
"Good! You're done! Everyone's waiting, come along." Jeannie said, motioning for Harry to follow her.
"Who exactly is waiting for me?" Harry asked.
"You'll see, come along," she said.
Harry followed her down a long corridor. By the looks of it, the house was very large. You could tell it was a wizard's home because of the moving pictures but you could also see that Jeannie Constance's family was not an evil group of wizards. Everything in the home was light and comforting, just what Harry needed.
Jeannie led Harry down several flights of stairs and down another hallway. Finally, they reached a door and Jeannie stopped walking. Harry almost bumped into her.
"Wait here, I'll see if they're ready for you?" Jeannie said and walked through the door.
"Who's waiting for me?" Harry called after her. Harry waited a few moments until Jeannie's head appeared in the crack of the door.
"Come on Harry, they're ready," Jeannie beckoned.
Harry was starting to get nervous. He had no idea who he was about to see. He walked into the room and received a slight shock. Remus Lupin, Author Weasly, Mad-eye Moody and Kingsly Shacklebolt were sitting on different couches with a coffee table in the center of them. They each were waiting patiently for Harry.
"Harry! So nice to see you," Mr. Weasly said, as he jumped up from his seat and embraced Harry.
"Uh...nice to see you too!" Harry said, uncertain. Harry and Mr. Weasly walked to the group. Professor Lupin and Kingsly Shaklebolt shook his hand. Harry placed his hand in front of Mad-eye, but Mad-eye just looked at as if it was deadly. The group just laughed.
Harry sat down in an armchair. He was uncertain to why he was here and what to do. Jeannie stood there for a moment, and then said, "I'll get some tea!"
"That would be lovely," Mr. Weasly said.
"Harry," Lupin began, "We need to talk."
"Obviously! I have no idea why I'm here. Or where here is!" Harry said hotly.
"Calm down Harry, this will all be explained to you," Shaklebolt said.
"A lot has happened over the summer," Lupin continued, "and a lot has changed that you need to know and what you don't need to know. Firstly, Author Weasly was fired."
"WHAT?" Harry bellowed.
"Yes, it's hard to explain why, without telling you more than you need to know," Mr. Weasly said.
"Anyways...the Weasly family had to give-up their home, because of safety reasons. It would be obvious that the Weasly's would be home all the time and easier for Voldemort to attack them..." Lupin continued.
"Why would Voldemort want to attack them?" Harry asked, concerned.
"Because we're part of the Order," Mr. Weasly said.
Lupin continued, ignoring the interruption, "...and the Order has been growing immensely because of the news of Voldemort's return, thus, there is no room for the Weasly family at the Headquarters."
"That is why Jeannie has graciously invited us into her home, for us to stay until we get a place of our own," Mr. Weasly said, "And that is why you're here."
"What if I don't want to be here?" Harry asked.
"You have no choice, Harry," Mad-eye said, "even though the Muggle's home is safe, it is a lot safer if you are watched."
"I thought I already was being watched," Harry said, getting mad.
"No, Harry, we need to keep a closer eye on you," Shaklebolt said.
"Tea, anyone?" Jeannie said, appearing in the doorway and interrupting what Harry was about to say.
"Please!" Shaklebolt said.
"That would be lovely," Lupin said. Harry noted that Jeannie and Lupin were looking at each other oddly, but not in a bad way.
"Yes Please!" Mr. Weasly said.
"None for me, Jeannie," Mad-eye said, precautious.
"Anyways, next on our agenda..."Lupin continued, "Professor Dumbledore wishes to speak with you at the end of the week. He has important news to tell you, and even we don't know what it is yet. Well, that's about it."
"But, what about--?" Shaklebolt asked.
"I thought we were going to tell him?" Mr. Weasly said.
"I just believe this isn't the time for him to know," Lupin said sternly.
"Your right, Lupin, its best the boy doesn't know," Mad-eye said.
"You know, I'm right here," Harry said, getting very confused.
"Yes, yes you are!" Mr. Weasly said, jumping at the sound of Harry's voice, "Ron and Hermione are out back with the rest of the family, if you want to see them."
Harry left the room. He didn't want to see Ron or Hermione. He didn't want to see the two people that he has been mad at for the whole summer. Harry didn't want to go see anyone at the moment. He didn't understand why he was dragged out of the Dursley's home. For once in his life, he didn't want to see the wizarding world, ever again.
Harry was mindlessly walking up the stairs, until he heard his name.
"Harry! Harry, over here!"
A/N: Hey everyone! I've just realized how long it's been since I updated, almost 2 months! I'm so sorry! Anyways...READ AND REVIEW!! Thanks!
Yours truly, ~orligrl~
A/N: Hey everyone! I'm so sorry I haven't updated in a while. I can't think of how to start the rest of my story.
Chapter 7: 24 Privit Drive and Somewhere Far Away
Harry wiped the tear from his eye. He was sick of it, sick of feeling this way. He wanted all the pain to go away. He wanted to go back to Hogwarts but he didn't want to face Ron and Hermione. They acted differently around him after Sirius...died. He didn't want to be around anyone.
The clinking of keys and locks opening erupted Harry's thoughts. His door swung open. In the doorway, Harry's uncle Vernon was standing in the doorway.
"What?" Harry grunted rudely.
"Don't talk to me like that, boy," Uncle Vernon yelled, "The family and I are going out. Not our choice really, Mrs. Figg's idea. We're having a barbecue at Mrs. Figg's house with the rest of the street. We'll be gone all night."
Harry gave a grunt that he understood and Uncle Vernon left. The door was attempting to close, but didn't close all the way. He could hear the door slam shut downstairs.
Harry looked around his room. Empty, just like his heart. There was no warmth or comfort in his life anymore. Ron and Hermione's words of comfort weren't comforting anymore, he was just afraid.
Harry didn't want to be afraid anymore. Voldemort had returned and Harry had to face the facts. Harry wasn't really afraid for himself, no. He was afraid for others. He didn't want to lose anyone else, he wanted to protect them. Harry was the hero, the misunderstood hero. He hated his life; he wanted the pain and worry to go away.
Harry rose from his bed, it was dark outside now. Harry was in a trace, something was calling for him. He walked out of his un-locked bedroom door. Harry's mind was blank and his eyes were transfixed in front of him, but not focusing on anything. Harry walked down the stairs, something was calling for him, and he just had to find it.
The house was dark; he could only see the silhouettes of the furniture. He walked into the kitchen, the abnormally clean kitchen. His head started to bob from side to side, only faintly, his mind grew cloudier and his steps were robotic and automatic. He made his way outside, in the backyard.
By the trees, on the far side of the yard, there was an eerie circle of light. It was green and blue and the light gave off a certain mist to it. With every step Harry took towards the light, the circle of light grew bigger. Harry's eyes were staring deep into the circle, his green eyes started to glow ferociously. Harry was a step away from the light when he had the desire, no, need to step through it.
The light flashed red and the circle was giving off a tremendous amount of heat, but Harry reached his hand out all the same. His hand met the light, but it had no feeling or density. Smoke started to swirl within the circle and the smoke started to crawl around Harry's arm. The smoke curled around Harry's body. With a sudden jolt, Harry's senseless body was lurched forward into the circle of light.
Harry was traveling. Light whizzed by him. He could see flashes of his past around him. His parents smiling at him...getting the letter to Hogwarts...catching the snitch...Ron and Hermione walking to the Whomping Willow...Cedric's lifeless body...Cho Chang under the mistletoe...Sirius. Harry fainted, the light and smoke still carrying him somewhere far away.
Harry woke up in a blue room. Everything was light blue. The bed he was sleeping in, the walls and carpet were all blue and unadorned. Harry had never remembered this place; he had never been here before. Harry searched for his glasses. He found them on a light blue bed stand.
'Where the hell am I?" Harry wondered.
The door creaked open. In the doorway, was a woman in her mid-thirties. She had chocolate brown eyes and bright blonde hair. She was a thin woman with a nice figure. She smiled when she saw that Harry was awake.
"Finally you're awake! You've been out for awhile!" The woman said.
"Where am I? How did I get here? Who are you?" Harry asked, all at once.
"Your at my house, you got her by a light portal and my name is Jeannie Constance, but you can call me Jeannie." The woman said clearly.
"I don't understand..." Harry said, confused. He didn't know where he was or why he was here, he wanted answers. Harry's life can be so complicating.
"It will all be explained shortly," The woman named Jeanne said, "But don't worry. You're in safe hands; I'm part of the order."
"But why am I here? I don't understand, who are you?" Harry asked, starting to get annoyed.
"Don't worry; everyone is waiting downstairs for you! You're here because you have to be! We'll explain everything once you're downstairs," She said patiently.
"Fine!" Harry said, getting frustrated that this woman wasn't giving him clear answers. Harry started to climb out of bed, wanting to see who was downstairs.
"You are not going anywhere! You need to eat and rest! Here, eat this, I'll come back for you in ten minutes. Your things are in the closet, you can change if you want," Jeannie said. She placed a tray of food on his bed and left the room.
Harry examined the food and wondered if it was poisonous. There was a slab of chocolate, soup, crackers, some fruit and milk.
'What a variety," Harry thought to himself, still eying the food.
Ten minutes later, Jeannie came back to the blue room. Harry was fully dressed and finishing of the chocolate.
"Good! You're done! Everyone's waiting, come along." Jeannie said, motioning for Harry to follow her.
"Who exactly is waiting for me?" Harry asked.
"You'll see, come along," she said.
Harry followed her down a long corridor. By the looks of it, the house was very large. You could tell it was a wizard's home because of the moving pictures but you could also see that Jeannie Constance's family was not an evil group of wizards. Everything in the home was light and comforting, just what Harry needed.
Jeannie led Harry down several flights of stairs and down another hallway. Finally, they reached a door and Jeannie stopped walking. Harry almost bumped into her.
"Wait here, I'll see if they're ready for you?" Jeannie said and walked through the door.
"Who's waiting for me?" Harry called after her. Harry waited a few moments until Jeannie's head appeared in the crack of the door.
"Come on Harry, they're ready," Jeannie beckoned.
Harry was starting to get nervous. He had no idea who he was about to see. He walked into the room and received a slight shock. Remus Lupin, Author Weasly, Mad-eye Moody and Kingsly Shacklebolt were sitting on different couches with a coffee table in the center of them. They each were waiting patiently for Harry.
"Harry! So nice to see you," Mr. Weasly said, as he jumped up from his seat and embraced Harry.
"Uh...nice to see you too!" Harry said, uncertain. Harry and Mr. Weasly walked to the group. Professor Lupin and Kingsly Shaklebolt shook his hand. Harry placed his hand in front of Mad-eye, but Mad-eye just looked at as if it was deadly. The group just laughed.
Harry sat down in an armchair. He was uncertain to why he was here and what to do. Jeannie stood there for a moment, and then said, "I'll get some tea!"
"That would be lovely," Mr. Weasly said.
"Harry," Lupin began, "We need to talk."
"Obviously! I have no idea why I'm here. Or where here is!" Harry said hotly.
"Calm down Harry, this will all be explained to you," Shaklebolt said.
"A lot has happened over the summer," Lupin continued, "and a lot has changed that you need to know and what you don't need to know. Firstly, Author Weasly was fired."
"WHAT?" Harry bellowed.
"Yes, it's hard to explain why, without telling you more than you need to know," Mr. Weasly said.
"Anyways...the Weasly family had to give-up their home, because of safety reasons. It would be obvious that the Weasly's would be home all the time and easier for Voldemort to attack them..." Lupin continued.
"Why would Voldemort want to attack them?" Harry asked, concerned.
"Because we're part of the Order," Mr. Weasly said.
Lupin continued, ignoring the interruption, "...and the Order has been growing immensely because of the news of Voldemort's return, thus, there is no room for the Weasly family at the Headquarters."
"That is why Jeannie has graciously invited us into her home, for us to stay until we get a place of our own," Mr. Weasly said, "And that is why you're here."
"What if I don't want to be here?" Harry asked.
"You have no choice, Harry," Mad-eye said, "even though the Muggle's home is safe, it is a lot safer if you are watched."
"I thought I already was being watched," Harry said, getting mad.
"No, Harry, we need to keep a closer eye on you," Shaklebolt said.
"Tea, anyone?" Jeannie said, appearing in the doorway and interrupting what Harry was about to say.
"Please!" Shaklebolt said.
"That would be lovely," Lupin said. Harry noted that Jeannie and Lupin were looking at each other oddly, but not in a bad way.
"Yes Please!" Mr. Weasly said.
"None for me, Jeannie," Mad-eye said, precautious.
"Anyways, next on our agenda..."Lupin continued, "Professor Dumbledore wishes to speak with you at the end of the week. He has important news to tell you, and even we don't know what it is yet. Well, that's about it."
"But, what about--?" Shaklebolt asked.
"I thought we were going to tell him?" Mr. Weasly said.
"I just believe this isn't the time for him to know," Lupin said sternly.
"Your right, Lupin, its best the boy doesn't know," Mad-eye said.
"You know, I'm right here," Harry said, getting very confused.
"Yes, yes you are!" Mr. Weasly said, jumping at the sound of Harry's voice, "Ron and Hermione are out back with the rest of the family, if you want to see them."
Harry left the room. He didn't want to see Ron or Hermione. He didn't want to see the two people that he has been mad at for the whole summer. Harry didn't want to go see anyone at the moment. He didn't understand why he was dragged out of the Dursley's home. For once in his life, he didn't want to see the wizarding world, ever again.
Harry was mindlessly walking up the stairs, until he heard his name.
"Harry! Harry, over here!"
A/N: Hey everyone! I've just realized how long it's been since I updated, almost 2 months! I'm so sorry! Anyways...READ AND REVIEW!! Thanks!
Yours truly, ~orligrl~