The black night
CHAPTER 3
"WAKE UP EVERYONE, TIME TO GET UP!!!!!!!!!!!". A loud yell came from Mrs. Weasley down stairs, "Ron, are you awake?". Harry asked this with a yawn, "Yeah, morning", Ron answered this with a lift of his head but as soon as he said it his head fell straight back onto the pillow. "What time is it?, I'm ssssssssoooooo tired!!!!". Ron stretched and made another attempt at sitting up but only succeeded in rolling onto his side and then off his bed onto the mattress Harry was sleeping on. "Ow, watch it Ron, that's my nose, ow", Ron started to flail his arms wildly in the hopes of propping himself upright. "Hello", Mrs. Weasley popped her head around the door. "Are you boys up yet?, come on, get a move on, we are leaving in half an hour"
"Give us a minute Mum, what time is it?"
"It's already 7 o'clock in the morning, breakfast is ready on the table for the lot of you, so if you don't hurry up then everyone else will eat what's there, oh, and your fathers back Ron, he had a hard night so don't annoy him, okay, get a move on!!".
Mrs. Weasley left the room in a flurry, rushing off to get everyone else up out of bed. Harry didn't know how he felt about going back to Sirius' old home, he hadn't been there since he.. left us..left me.
Because of what happened last year at Hogwart's Harry was not allowed to go back to the Dursley's over the summer. This he didn't mind, but the only other option was to go back to the Order Of The Phoenix head-quarter's, Sirius' old home, which Harry just couldn't do. So, under the authority of Dumbeldore, a place was set up for Harry at the Weasley's house for the summer holiday's until it was just far to unsafe. That time had come with Voldemort's power rising day by day and more and more old Death Eater's rejoining him in his grabble for power. Today, Harry and the Weasley's were all moving back to head-quarter's to rejoin with the Order. After the mis-haps and turmoil caused by Sirius' old house elf, the old home was seen as far to un-safe and a new head-quarter's had been set up and this was where everyone was moving to today. Harry chocked back tears at the thought of his lost God-father, then focussed all his hate and anger towards Voldemort, the creature that caused him so much pain and anguish. When Harry found out about how he was going to have to either kill Voldemort or be killed by him, he knew that he was not going to give up without a fight. Voldemort killed both of his parents, who Harry never even had a chance to meet. Then, when he finally had a Godfather, someone like a parent, Voldemort caused his death as well. Harry knew that soon the time would come when the two would be face to face once again and only one of them would leave alive. "HARRY, where are you?, your breakfast is getting cold!!!", Mrs. Weasley's voice travelled up the stairs into Ron's room. "I'm coming down now, I won't be a minute". Harry pulled a shirt over his head, changed into his pants and went running down the stairs for his breakfast with the Weasley's.