Chapter 8: The Dursleys
"I need to make one stop at the Ministry before I come home. Could you tell Molly I'll be home in time for dinner," Mr Weasley told Charlie.
"Yeah sure," he said. They all walked inside and called out to Mrs Weasley. She came walking into the room with a large smile on her face, which turned to confusion.
"I thought the tournament went on for a few more days," she said inquiringly.
"You haven't heard!," George said incredulously.
"Heard what," she asked.
"You know who is back!," Fred said theatrically.
"Oh. I didn't know you guys knew. How did you find out," she asked them.
"Everyone knows. Francis Clove announced it at the Championships. How do you know?" Ron asked.
"Well, I am a part of the order you know Ron. I was one of the first to know. Now take your stuff upstairs. I got your books and supplies for school and their sitting on your beds. Harry, could I speak to you for a minute?" Mrs Weasley said.
"Now I know this is going to be hard for you, but Dumbledore requested that you stay at the Dursleys for a while because of his special bond around the house. Now there will be wizards and witches keeping a watch on you, seeing as you are in particular danger now," Mrs Weasley told him.
"Hang on. Why am I in so much danger? Isn't Vold. I mean, you know who really weak?" Harry asked.
Mrs Weasley looked at him uncomfortably. "Did Arthur tell you why you have to go back to you aunt and uncles house?"
"No," Harry answered waiting for her to go on.
"Um, well, you need to go back there because Dumbledore feels we need to take every precaution necessary so he won't come back," she told him.
Harry still thought there was something she wasn't telling him and was about to ask when Ginny came screaming down the stairs.
"Ginny! What is it?" Mrs Weasley said rushing to her.
"There was a." she spotted Harry looking at her and stopped speaking. "There was a, um, boggart in the cupboard and it scared me, that's all," She said sheepishly and blushed.
"Well, I'll just go and get rid of it," Mrs Weasley said kindly.
"NO! No, um Ron did that already," Ginny, said nervously, looking at Harry.
"Ok then. Harry I would like you to go upstairs now and pack your things. You'll be leaving in the afternoon tomorrow," Mrs Weasley said returning to her cooking.
Harry trudged up the stairs in very low spirits. He reached Ron's bedroom and saw Ron and Hermione sitting on his bed reading something.
"Whats that?" Harry asked them.
"Hogwarts letters", Hermione replied without looking away from the parchment.
Harry retrieved his and took a spot on the bed. He had just taken the seal off when there was a squeal of delight from Hermione.
"I'm Head Girl!" she said excitedly. She was holding a small gold badge with the letters HG on them.
"Well done," Ron and Harry congratulated her. "Whose Head Boy, because it isn't me," Ron said a little disappointedly.
"Um, it's Blaise Zambini from Slytherin", Hermione told them.
"Is he that one with dark hair, the really quiet one?" Ron asked.
"Yeah, that's him," Hermione said frowning. "I was sure Ernie would have gotten Head Boy. He was pretty smart," Hermione said thoughtfully.
"Gee thanks", Ron muttered.
Hermione gave him an exasperated look. "You could be smarter if you stopped copying me for one thing and concentrated more on what the teacher is saying you know!" she told him.
"Don't", Harry muttered as Ron opened his mouth to retaliate. "Did you get quidditch captain?" Harry asked Ron.
"Nope. You're the captain Harry. Why would I get it?" Ron asked him.
"Well seeing as Voldemort's back I thought maybe Dumbledore would hand the title over to someone else."
Ron shrugged at him and continued to read the booklist.
"Well I guess I'd better start packing. I'm going back to the Dursley's tomorrow afternoon", Harry said dully.
"Don't worry Harry. There are only four more days until term starts. You won't be there for long", Hermione said reassuringly.
Grudgingly Harry got up and started to comb the room for his scattered possessions. Dinner came and went at the Burrow. Mrs Weasley had prepared a lavish meal because it was Harry's last night there. The next day Harry hauled his trunk into the ministry borrowed car and the Weasley's all got in with him.
"Well, I guess we'll see you in a couple of days Harry," Ron told him. Hermione hugged him as did Mrs Weasley's and all the others shook his hand.
"Well, I'll see on the train, if I don't die of boredom before them", Harry said with a fake grin. With a final goodbye, Harry knocked on the all too familiar door of the Dursley's.
A/N: Ok, I know this was a worthless chapter but there will one more chapter until they get to Hogwarts and the real story begins. Just remember, I'm trying to keep all the people in character so this is going to be really hard to write. Well, keep up the reviews and I will try really hard to update more often.
"I need to make one stop at the Ministry before I come home. Could you tell Molly I'll be home in time for dinner," Mr Weasley told Charlie.
"Yeah sure," he said. They all walked inside and called out to Mrs Weasley. She came walking into the room with a large smile on her face, which turned to confusion.
"I thought the tournament went on for a few more days," she said inquiringly.
"You haven't heard!," George said incredulously.
"Heard what," she asked.
"You know who is back!," Fred said theatrically.
"Oh. I didn't know you guys knew. How did you find out," she asked them.
"Everyone knows. Francis Clove announced it at the Championships. How do you know?" Ron asked.
"Well, I am a part of the order you know Ron. I was one of the first to know. Now take your stuff upstairs. I got your books and supplies for school and their sitting on your beds. Harry, could I speak to you for a minute?" Mrs Weasley said.
"Now I know this is going to be hard for you, but Dumbledore requested that you stay at the Dursleys for a while because of his special bond around the house. Now there will be wizards and witches keeping a watch on you, seeing as you are in particular danger now," Mrs Weasley told him.
"Hang on. Why am I in so much danger? Isn't Vold. I mean, you know who really weak?" Harry asked.
Mrs Weasley looked at him uncomfortably. "Did Arthur tell you why you have to go back to you aunt and uncles house?"
"No," Harry answered waiting for her to go on.
"Um, well, you need to go back there because Dumbledore feels we need to take every precaution necessary so he won't come back," she told him.
Harry still thought there was something she wasn't telling him and was about to ask when Ginny came screaming down the stairs.
"Ginny! What is it?" Mrs Weasley said rushing to her.
"There was a." she spotted Harry looking at her and stopped speaking. "There was a, um, boggart in the cupboard and it scared me, that's all," She said sheepishly and blushed.
"Well, I'll just go and get rid of it," Mrs Weasley said kindly.
"NO! No, um Ron did that already," Ginny, said nervously, looking at Harry.
"Ok then. Harry I would like you to go upstairs now and pack your things. You'll be leaving in the afternoon tomorrow," Mrs Weasley said returning to her cooking.
Harry trudged up the stairs in very low spirits. He reached Ron's bedroom and saw Ron and Hermione sitting on his bed reading something.
"Whats that?" Harry asked them.
"Hogwarts letters", Hermione replied without looking away from the parchment.
Harry retrieved his and took a spot on the bed. He had just taken the seal off when there was a squeal of delight from Hermione.
"I'm Head Girl!" she said excitedly. She was holding a small gold badge with the letters HG on them.
"Well done," Ron and Harry congratulated her. "Whose Head Boy, because it isn't me," Ron said a little disappointedly.
"Um, it's Blaise Zambini from Slytherin", Hermione told them.
"Is he that one with dark hair, the really quiet one?" Ron asked.
"Yeah, that's him," Hermione said frowning. "I was sure Ernie would have gotten Head Boy. He was pretty smart," Hermione said thoughtfully.
"Gee thanks", Ron muttered.
Hermione gave him an exasperated look. "You could be smarter if you stopped copying me for one thing and concentrated more on what the teacher is saying you know!" she told him.
"Don't", Harry muttered as Ron opened his mouth to retaliate. "Did you get quidditch captain?" Harry asked Ron.
"Nope. You're the captain Harry. Why would I get it?" Ron asked him.
"Well seeing as Voldemort's back I thought maybe Dumbledore would hand the title over to someone else."
Ron shrugged at him and continued to read the booklist.
"Well I guess I'd better start packing. I'm going back to the Dursley's tomorrow afternoon", Harry said dully.
"Don't worry Harry. There are only four more days until term starts. You won't be there for long", Hermione said reassuringly.
Grudgingly Harry got up and started to comb the room for his scattered possessions. Dinner came and went at the Burrow. Mrs Weasley had prepared a lavish meal because it was Harry's last night there. The next day Harry hauled his trunk into the ministry borrowed car and the Weasley's all got in with him.
"Well, I guess we'll see you in a couple of days Harry," Ron told him. Hermione hugged him as did Mrs Weasley's and all the others shook his hand.
"Well, I'll see on the train, if I don't die of boredom before them", Harry said with a fake grin. With a final goodbye, Harry knocked on the all too familiar door of the Dursley's.
A/N: Ok, I know this was a worthless chapter but there will one more chapter until they get to Hogwarts and the real story begins. Just remember, I'm trying to keep all the people in character so this is going to be really hard to write. Well, keep up the reviews and I will try really hard to update more often.