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Chapter 2: Unexpected Guests
Harry Potter ran into the house after dozing off outside and waking up to find his watch reading 11:53. Once inside he could hear his Aunt Petunia on the phone.
Having not thought of an excuse to make his Aunt Petunia go with him he stumbled over his words. "Err. excuse me Aunt Petunia. sorry to disturb you. but. uh."
Taking the receiver away from ear, Harry's aunt glowered at him. "Well then don't interrupt me! And anyway, go change into some nicer clothes. Mrs. Figg has been kind enough to invite me over for some tea and she insists that you come, though I haven't the slightest idea why."
Harry turned to go upstairs and his Aunt grabbed his shoulder, "You will behave yourself because if you don't Vernon will hear all about it!"
With that she turned around and put the phone to her ear, "So sorry Arabella, we will be over in a just a few minutes. ok.. Goodbye."
Harry bolted upstairs. He was extremely grateful to Mrs. Figg for finding a way to get them over herself. He opened his closet and scrounged around for his most decent looking clothes. He ended up pulling on a black button down shirt and his newest pair of jeans. Both of which Harry had bought at the beginning of the summer. Despite hardly ever wearing the jeans, they were becoming too short as he had grown considerably in the month since he had been back at Privet Drive.
He ran his hands through his hair in an unsuccessful attempt to tame it. Admitting defeat he opened his door and ran back downstairs, nearly colliding with his aunt at the bottom. She walked toward the door and shot a last glance at Harry over her shoulder that could have even made Voldemort stop in his tracks and growled at him,
"Remember your manners, and do NOT embarrass me!"
His aunt strolled outside and Harry followed, closing the door on his way out. Harry and his aunt walked down the street to Mrs. Figg's house. On their way to Mrs. Figg's house, they passed a few neighbors who were outside enjoying the beautiful day. Aunt Petunia gladly waved at them trying to appear cheerful but at the same time trying to obstruct their view of her abnormal nephew, Harry. It proved to be a fruitless attempt however, as Harry was now slightly taller than his aunt.
They finally reached the front gate and walked up the path toward the house. The grass in the front was slightly overgrown and there were patches of weeds which Harry could see his aunt trying not to notice. Harry's aunt rang the bell while glaring at him apprehensively.
The door opened. However, the person standing in front of them was not an elderly Mrs. Figg, but instead a girl in her twenties with short, spiky pink hair. Harry recognized Tonks right away. Nymphadora Tonks was an auror who was part of the Order of the Phoenix that Dumbledore had put together the previous year to protect Harry. She had also been a distant relative of Sirius.
Tonks smiled brightly and held out her hand, "Hey Harry, how've you been?"
Even though Harry knew she was trying to be as cheerful as possible, he saw a glint of concern in her eyes. Not hesitating, Harry took her hand and replied, "Not bad Tonks, yourself?"
But before Tonks could respond, Mrs. Figg appeared beside her. She motioned to Harry's aunt who he now realized was completely white and starring at Tonks. Mrs. Figg reached outside and grasped her arm. "Come on Petunia, so glad you could come. Why don't we go in the living room and have some tea?" Harry's aunt was pulled into the house looking visibly shaken as if she had just seen a ghost.
Tonks turned to Harry, completely bewildered. "That is your aunt?" Harry nodded his affirmation. Tonks continued, "Why did she look at me like that?" Harry started to move inside and smiling replied, "Just a guess, but I think it was your shirt."
Tonks looked down at her shirt which read
The Weird Sisters
Wizarding Wireless Network #1 Group
Harry entered the living room to the most peculiar site. On the couch closest to him sat his Aunt Petunia white as a ghost, between none other than Mrs. Weasley and Remus Lupin. They both got up and moved toward him.
Mrs. Weasley enveloped him in one of her infamous hugs, "Harry dear, oh my.you have grown since I last saw you. Have you been eating well? Happy Birthday Dear.
She was interrupted by Remus Lupin. "Molly, give the boy some air." He smirked at Harry and gave him a hug. "Happy Birthday Harry." Harry had known Remus Lupin since his third year at Hogwarts. He had been the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, and the best one to date. He had left however when it had become common knowledge that he was in fact a werewolf. Harry knew that Professor Lupin had been best friends with Harry's father and Sirius when they went to school. Professor Lupin was also a part of the Order of the Phoenix. Harry felt a wrench in his heart to look at Professor Lupin because he was reminded of Sirius and how much he really missed him. Harry still wished that he could have been able to do something to help Sirius or that he had not acted so rashly. It was because of these reasons that Harry felt responsible for Sirius's fall into the veil. He could only cringe at the thought of who else's demise he would be accountable for after Cedric and Sirius, among countless others. He decided that this was neither the time nor the place to be thinking about such things.
Harry quickly diverted his attention from the Professor and looked toward the other couch. On the couch next to the wall sat his three closest friends from school Ron, Hermione and Ginny. They were all wearing equal looks of apprehension on their faces.
Harry moved over toward them and Ron was the first person to say something. "Harry. look, don't be mad at us for not telling you. we figured it could be a surprise. for your birthday."
Harry grinned. The previous year at Hogwarts had not been his best one. He had been very snippy with his friends in the beginning of the year as he was constantly being left in the dark about things that were going on while he was at the Dursley's. His friends had obviously not forgotten how he had acted.
Harry put their worries at ease. "Good to see you too." He smiled and put his hand out toward Ron. Ron smirked and held out his hand. Ron had been successful in filling out a little more over the summer. He was still gangly but he looked slightly less awkward. Harry let go of his hand and at that moment Hermione jumped off of the couch and crushed Harry into a hug.
"Happy Birthday Harry! It is so good to see you! We missed you so much!"
Harry laughed and hugged her back, her bushy hair completely engulfing his face. He was slightly surprised that he had to lean down to reach her. Hermione let go and moved over toward Ron.
Ginny Weasley stepped forward. Harry turned and gave Ginny a hug as well. She smiled at him, "Happy Birthday." Harry was relieved to see that she did not blush. It was common knowledge that Ron's younger sister had had a crush on Harry until last year. It was during the year that she had finally been able to meet his eye and talk to him. He was glad for it too because the feisty red head had become a good friend over the last year. He sat down besides Ginny as Hermione and Ron moved to her other side.
Harry did not have to wait long for someone to speak as another person made their way into the living room from the kitchen. Their presence until then had been unnoticed by Harry. He could hear his aunt gasp as Professor Dumbledore stood in the middle of the room adorned in full wizard garb.
He looked older than he had the previous year but Harry saw through his half moon spectacles that there was still the familiar twinkle in his eye. He glanced at Harry and winked before addressing the whole room.
"Now that we are all present, I believe that there is some important business that we need to discuss."
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***Special thanks to Junglejim***
Chapter 2: Unexpected Guests
Harry Potter ran into the house after dozing off outside and waking up to find his watch reading 11:53. Once inside he could hear his Aunt Petunia on the phone.
Having not thought of an excuse to make his Aunt Petunia go with him he stumbled over his words. "Err. excuse me Aunt Petunia. sorry to disturb you. but. uh."
Taking the receiver away from ear, Harry's aunt glowered at him. "Well then don't interrupt me! And anyway, go change into some nicer clothes. Mrs. Figg has been kind enough to invite me over for some tea and she insists that you come, though I haven't the slightest idea why."
Harry turned to go upstairs and his Aunt grabbed his shoulder, "You will behave yourself because if you don't Vernon will hear all about it!"
With that she turned around and put the phone to her ear, "So sorry Arabella, we will be over in a just a few minutes. ok.. Goodbye."
Harry bolted upstairs. He was extremely grateful to Mrs. Figg for finding a way to get them over herself. He opened his closet and scrounged around for his most decent looking clothes. He ended up pulling on a black button down shirt and his newest pair of jeans. Both of which Harry had bought at the beginning of the summer. Despite hardly ever wearing the jeans, they were becoming too short as he had grown considerably in the month since he had been back at Privet Drive.
He ran his hands through his hair in an unsuccessful attempt to tame it. Admitting defeat he opened his door and ran back downstairs, nearly colliding with his aunt at the bottom. She walked toward the door and shot a last glance at Harry over her shoulder that could have even made Voldemort stop in his tracks and growled at him,
"Remember your manners, and do NOT embarrass me!"
His aunt strolled outside and Harry followed, closing the door on his way out. Harry and his aunt walked down the street to Mrs. Figg's house. On their way to Mrs. Figg's house, they passed a few neighbors who were outside enjoying the beautiful day. Aunt Petunia gladly waved at them trying to appear cheerful but at the same time trying to obstruct their view of her abnormal nephew, Harry. It proved to be a fruitless attempt however, as Harry was now slightly taller than his aunt.
They finally reached the front gate and walked up the path toward the house. The grass in the front was slightly overgrown and there were patches of weeds which Harry could see his aunt trying not to notice. Harry's aunt rang the bell while glaring at him apprehensively.
The door opened. However, the person standing in front of them was not an elderly Mrs. Figg, but instead a girl in her twenties with short, spiky pink hair. Harry recognized Tonks right away. Nymphadora Tonks was an auror who was part of the Order of the Phoenix that Dumbledore had put together the previous year to protect Harry. She had also been a distant relative of Sirius.
Tonks smiled brightly and held out her hand, "Hey Harry, how've you been?"
Even though Harry knew she was trying to be as cheerful as possible, he saw a glint of concern in her eyes. Not hesitating, Harry took her hand and replied, "Not bad Tonks, yourself?"
But before Tonks could respond, Mrs. Figg appeared beside her. She motioned to Harry's aunt who he now realized was completely white and starring at Tonks. Mrs. Figg reached outside and grasped her arm. "Come on Petunia, so glad you could come. Why don't we go in the living room and have some tea?" Harry's aunt was pulled into the house looking visibly shaken as if she had just seen a ghost.
Tonks turned to Harry, completely bewildered. "That is your aunt?" Harry nodded his affirmation. Tonks continued, "Why did she look at me like that?" Harry started to move inside and smiling replied, "Just a guess, but I think it was your shirt."
Tonks looked down at her shirt which read
The Weird Sisters
Wizarding Wireless Network #1 Group
Harry entered the living room to the most peculiar site. On the couch closest to him sat his Aunt Petunia white as a ghost, between none other than Mrs. Weasley and Remus Lupin. They both got up and moved toward him.
Mrs. Weasley enveloped him in one of her infamous hugs, "Harry dear, oh my.you have grown since I last saw you. Have you been eating well? Happy Birthday Dear.
She was interrupted by Remus Lupin. "Molly, give the boy some air." He smirked at Harry and gave him a hug. "Happy Birthday Harry." Harry had known Remus Lupin since his third year at Hogwarts. He had been the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, and the best one to date. He had left however when it had become common knowledge that he was in fact a werewolf. Harry knew that Professor Lupin had been best friends with Harry's father and Sirius when they went to school. Professor Lupin was also a part of the Order of the Phoenix. Harry felt a wrench in his heart to look at Professor Lupin because he was reminded of Sirius and how much he really missed him. Harry still wished that he could have been able to do something to help Sirius or that he had not acted so rashly. It was because of these reasons that Harry felt responsible for Sirius's fall into the veil. He could only cringe at the thought of who else's demise he would be accountable for after Cedric and Sirius, among countless others. He decided that this was neither the time nor the place to be thinking about such things.
Harry quickly diverted his attention from the Professor and looked toward the other couch. On the couch next to the wall sat his three closest friends from school Ron, Hermione and Ginny. They were all wearing equal looks of apprehension on their faces.
Harry moved over toward them and Ron was the first person to say something. "Harry. look, don't be mad at us for not telling you. we figured it could be a surprise. for your birthday."
Harry grinned. The previous year at Hogwarts had not been his best one. He had been very snippy with his friends in the beginning of the year as he was constantly being left in the dark about things that were going on while he was at the Dursley's. His friends had obviously not forgotten how he had acted.
Harry put their worries at ease. "Good to see you too." He smiled and put his hand out toward Ron. Ron smirked and held out his hand. Ron had been successful in filling out a little more over the summer. He was still gangly but he looked slightly less awkward. Harry let go of his hand and at that moment Hermione jumped off of the couch and crushed Harry into a hug.
"Happy Birthday Harry! It is so good to see you! We missed you so much!"
Harry laughed and hugged her back, her bushy hair completely engulfing his face. He was slightly surprised that he had to lean down to reach her. Hermione let go and moved over toward Ron.
Ginny Weasley stepped forward. Harry turned and gave Ginny a hug as well. She smiled at him, "Happy Birthday." Harry was relieved to see that she did not blush. It was common knowledge that Ron's younger sister had had a crush on Harry until last year. It was during the year that she had finally been able to meet his eye and talk to him. He was glad for it too because the feisty red head had become a good friend over the last year. He sat down besides Ginny as Hermione and Ron moved to her other side.
Harry did not have to wait long for someone to speak as another person made their way into the living room from the kitchen. Their presence until then had been unnoticed by Harry. He could hear his aunt gasp as Professor Dumbledore stood in the middle of the room adorned in full wizard garb.
He looked older than he had the previous year but Harry saw through his half moon spectacles that there was still the familiar twinkle in his eye. He glanced at Harry and winked before addressing the whole room.
"Now that we are all present, I believe that there is some important business that we need to discuss."
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***Special thanks to Junglejim***