Harry Potter and the True Seer

Sitting next to the remains of the Dursley's home Harry thought about what happened the past couple of hours. 'The Dursley's are stunned and angry as hell but at least they are alive, though I wouldn't want to be in the same room with Uncle Vernon for a while.' Thinking back on the strange events that transpired 2 hours ago, Harry could only shake his head in confusion.

(2 hours ago)

"Harry, come on, we have got to go talk to Dumbledore. He will know what to do, Harry are you listening to me? Harry?"

"Yea, I heard what you said Tonks, but I can't just leave my uncle and aunt to find for themselves against those Death Eaters. We have to go back, please?"

"Absolutely not Harry, we have to get you to a safe location first, then we can worry about your relatives." Reaching out to grab the boy's hand Tonks was surprised to see Harry sprinting back to the Dursley's home. "Dammit all to hell, why do I always get the hard jobs?" Rushing to catch up to Harry, Tonks was surprised to learn that he ran a lot faster than she could. "Harry, Harry? Wait up, wait up would you?"

Heeding Tonks' call Harry slowed his pace, "Tonks, I know they have not treated me that great over the years but I can't let them be killed by those people."

"I know Harry, but I was just calling to you for you to slow down not to stop entirely. But weren't you the one who dragged me away from the house in the first place?"

Turning a light pink, Harry nodded his head, "But that was before I remembered that the Dursley's were still in the house with Bellatrix. Plus with that fire the Malfoy ignited it will be a wonder what will happen to the Dursley's."

"Fine, let's just get them and go. This time no more fighting, right Harry?"

Nodding his head furiously Harry wanted nothing more than to forget what transpired inside the Dursley home. "Right, no fighting and no killing." Letting the comment slide for now Tonks made it a point to have a talk with Harry after they rescued the Dursley's. Continuing the arduous task back to the muggle home, Harry was stunned by what he saw, 50 Order of the Phoenix members crowding around his aunt, uncle and cousin.

"Dumbledore, sir. When did you get here?"

"Ahh, Nymphdora we wondered where you had gone. And I see that Harry is with you, good work Tonks." Looking into Dumbledore's eyes Harry could not see the twinkle that used to appear whenever the headmaster looked at Harry. "It is very nice to see you sir, are the Dursley's okay sir?"

"They are fine Harry, but I was more concerned with where you and Tonks had gotten to."

"We had not gotten far, when we thought it best to return for my aunt and uncle. What happened here sir?"

"I could say the same for you dear boy, but first I must learn all I can from you about what you saw. Now tell me exactly from the beginning, what exactly happened?"

"Well sir, it all began….and that's right when we found you in front of the Dursley's home. That is all that happened sir, nothing more as best to my knowledge."

"Very well, I believe all you have said Harry and will consult with the members of the Order to best remedy this situation."

(Present Time)

"With that said I don't believe this is the best place for you now Harry, so I must bid you leave from here. Now take this portkey and get to the Weasley's house, they are all worried about you." Extending what could only be described as a damn ugly shoe, Dumbledore thrust it into Harry's hands. "Wait, sir…I wanted to…" But it was already too late Harry was gone in the blink of a eye, "Sir, I believe I should follow Harry, in case he gets into any more trouble."

"Very well Tonks, but do be careful yourself, I can't afford to lose one of my best agents." Reaching out to the worn boot Tonks felt the all to familiar tug at her navel and knew no more.

Feeling the ceremonial drop, Harry picked himself from the hardwood floor and stared into the eyes of Molly Weasley, with a happy yell Molly flung herself at Harry and gave him a bone-crushing hug. "Oh Harry dear, we have been so worried, are you alright? Did those Death Eaters hurt you? When I get my hands on the snot-nosed weasel who sold you out, there will be no where he/she can hide."

Overwhelmed by the love and hate that Mrs. Weasley was emitting Harry could only deliver a grunt in reply. "Molly, let go of the boy before you give him an ulcer. Harry my boy, how are you? Didn't hurt you did they?"

"I am fine Mr. Weasley, Tonks came in time to help me evade the Death Eaters."

"Good, good. Now I believe Ron and Hermione are waiting in the dining room." With a smile adorning his face Harry raced into the dining room, into a blur of bushy hair. "Hermione, nice to see you too, but could you get your hair away from my face?" Backing away slightly Harry could now see the face of one of his best friends, "Harry I was…err I mean we were so worried about you. Weren't we Ron?"

"Bloody brilliant to see you Harry, how'd it go mate? Not hurt right?"

"Nope, all thanks to all the Quidditch practice, haha. How's your summer going?" Before Ron could answer Harry's question a ball of red fur launched itself at Harry, "Harry, your okay? Thank the heavens, what happened? Did they hurt you?"

"Whoa, is that you Ginny? You hit me like a Firebolt driven by Malfoy, you could be one of those players on American football." Ignoring his remarks Ginny squared her shoulders and waited for an answer to her questions. "Hehe…nothing to get all excited about Ginny, just a bit of gentle ribbing. I am fit as a fiddle, and unhurt to boot hehe." Switching from a death glare to a look of pure elation Ginny again jumped Harry, bringing them both ceremoniously to the floor. "Ahem…I think you can let go of him now Ginny, I mean he has to breath right?"

With a look that could freeze the very devil himself Hermione was not playing, "Of course Hermione, perish the thought…alright there Harry?"

"I'm fine Ginny, just like the last time you asked me just 5 seconds ago." Extricating herself from Harry's embrace Ginny did it more slowly than was necessary, thus Hermione…helped her. "If we are quite done with the cat fights, can we get back to the living room?"

"Tonks? What are you doing here? I thought you were still with Dumbledore, what's in the living room?"

"Plans for your remaining summer, now let's go you guys." Taking Harry firmly by the hand Tonks, escorted him toward the living room. Two pairs of eyes were zeroing in on the exposed back of Nymphdora Tonks, 'What is she doing with my Harry?'

'Harry is my best friend not hers, what business does she have to hold his hand?'

Ron was looking at both girls and prayed for a anonymous deity to protect his home from the combined actions of both girls. 'Heaven help us, those girls look ready to kill. Hmm…wonder what mom made for dinner?' As always Ron was keeping his priorities in order.