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O.K., people, I'm not that pleased with this chapter, but it is important,
so hey! It's here!
Chapter 2: Good bye, Dursleys!
The Weasley's were coming at 7 and Harry couldn't have been more enthusiastic. Yes, there were only three weeks since he hadn't seen them, but with the Dursley's, and the stress, it seemed like months.
At quarter to 7, Vernon made his way to Harry and whispered:
"If they do anything to our house, I'll hold you responsible!"
"O.k.", Harry answered. If they did anything to the house, he'd run away. fast!!!
Dudley was looking very uncomfortable. The last times he had seen wizards he got a pig's tail and a huge tongue.
At 7 o' clock precisely, the door bell rang and aunt Petunia went and opened it. 4 redheaded people and a brown-haired girl came in.
"Hello!" said Harry happily. "Hermione, I didn't know you were coming too!"
"Well, they picked me up too!" she said hugging Harry. "I missed you!"
"I missed you too!" he said. "But, air, Hermione!"
The girl was squeezing worse and worse.
"'lo, Harry!" Ron and Ginny said together.
"Harry, dear", said Mrs. Weasley, "nice to see you again".
"Yes, indeed", added Mr. Weasley. "Where are your school stuff?" he asked.
"In the living room!" answered Harry.
"I'll get it!" he answered back and went for the trunk.
The Dursleys were definitely not enjoying any of this. Dudley was sticking to the wall, uncle Vernon was looking in a bad way at everybody and aunt Petunia had an ugly look on her face, as if she had to stand a hoard of baboons in her house. Harry couldn't help but smile.
"Got it!' came the voice of Mr. Weasley. "Good bye!" he added towards the Dursleys while getting out with Harry's huge school trunk.
The others waved good bye too and left. The Dursleys mumbled something and closed the door behind.
Mr. Weasley was just putting the trunk in the boot and said enthusiastically towards Harry:
"I got a new car!"
"And this one isn't flying!" whispered Ron in his year.
"Another Ford Anglia?" Harry asked.
"Yes, I used to like the old one." Came the answer from the very enthusiastic Mr. Weasley.
Harry felt a wave of guilt going through his body. It was his fault he didn't have his old car. But Mr. Weasley didn't notice anything and told them to get in the car. The inside of the car was magically enlarged, so the 4 kids could easily stay on the back seat.
"So, what's been happening?" Harry asked.
"Oh, many things", Ron answered. "The 'Weasley Wizard Wheezes' are going great and mum got used to the idea."
"I had to" she said from her front seat, "otherwise they would have kept tricking me all the time", she added sending the four in the back in hysterics.
".Bill and Fleur are dating." continued Ron when they stopped laughing.
"They look so good together!" added Ginny. "And you should hear Bill -Fleur said that, Fleur did that."
"Fred and George were complaining that they couldn't talk about anything else with him." Said Ron.
"So they gave him some canary cream so he could keep chirping about Fleur and make it sound good" laughed Ginny.
"What about the Order?" Harry asked.
"Oh, it's great!" they heard Mr. Weasley say from his front chair. "We managed to keep You-Know-Who from putting his plans into practice."
"That's wonderful!" said Harry. "Do you still have your headquarters at. number 12?" he suddenly wasn't so jolly.
"Yes", answered Mrs. Weasley. "And we finally managed to get Mrs. Black of the wall. Although we nearly had to demolish the house!"
Harry started laughing, though a bit forced. Sirius's death was still too fresh in his mind.
"Yes, we were all sick of somebody who yelled 'Filth! Scum! Half-breeds, mutants, freaks! Besmirching the house of my fathers' every time we passed by" said Mr. Weasley.
"They should put her as a house-alarm!" said Hermione.
"House-alarm?!" said Mr. Weasley enthusiastically. "How does one work?"
Hermione started explaining everything to him and when they finally got to the Burrow -the Weasley home- she was nearly out of breath.
"Harry, Hermione, Ginny" said Ron, "come, let me show you my room!"
They giggled. Of course they all knew Ron's room, but it was obvious that he wanted to talk to them.
"Well, go ahead, while I cook dinner!" Mrs. Weasley said smiling. "I'm sure you have a lot to talk about!"
The four went upstairs and after Ron closed the door to his room he turned towards the others.
"Guys, remember when I told you that something weird was happening?" he asked.
"Of course! What's going on?" said Hermione and Harry together, while Ginny smiled mysteriously.
"Well, two things, actually." He said. "One: there's a new guy who dad and mum talk about. Somebody named Jack Towers. He's a weird guy, at least it seems so from what they say. He looks young, but seems to know many things and is at the right place at the right time."
"And the second thing?" asked Harry noticing that Ron stopped talking for a short while.
"Well, mum and dad said something about a green torch or something like that. They."
"The Green Flamed Torch!" cried Hermione.
"Shh! Hermione, we're not supposed to know this!" Ron said desperately.
"Sorry!" she said, a bit embarrassed.
"What do you know about it?" asked Harry.
"It's a myth", she started to tell them. "About a torch that serves good only, giving it power. But after it serves it's goal, it disappears, as if it had a mind of it's own. What did your parents tell you about it?" she asked Ron who looked amazed.
"Well, they didn't tell me anything. Fred and George were the ones that told me things and gave me some Extendable Ears."
"Whatever!" Hermione said nervously. "What did they say?"
"That Dumbledore said it might be close to Hogwarts, waiting to be found."
"What if it's found by somebody evil ?" asked Harry curiously.
"It won't be", whispered Hermione. "The Green Flame Torch can only be found by the good. And if anyone on the dark side would find it, it wouldn't help him. It helps only the good, remember?! But I thought it was a myth."
"Apparently, it's not", said Ginny.
"Wow, this is news!" said Hermione. "The Green Flame Torch!"
"Don't forget Jack Towers!" Ginny said. "He helped the order a few times, and he's very real."
"And do you know what the weird part is?" asked Ron looking a bit pale. "They found a few people talking about this Jack guy, but they couldn't find anything else about him: no address, no job, no nothing. Just in some of the statements at the Ministry. Helping people, most of the times."
"And do you know what's even weirder?" asked Ginny, making the others look curiously at her. "These statements go way back in time. A few decades. And mum and dad said that he looked quite young. And every person who mentioned him said almost the same things about him: that he is tall and has black eyes and hair and is usually dressed in black."
"A few decades?" asked Hermione.
"Maybe he's a Metamorphmagus" suggested Ron.
"No, he isn't" she answered. "Or. Who knows. Maybe he is" she said gazing somewhere in space
At that moment, Mrs. Weasley entered the room saying:
"Fred and George are here and dinner is ready. Bill should be here soon."
"Fred and George are looking for a house of their own now, but they still live here", explained Ginny.
They got down to the table and Mr. Weasley greeted them happily.
"I heard that Dumbledore found another Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher."
"Really?!" said Ron. "So soon? I thought he wouldn't find one this year."
"Yeah, with Umbridge leaving too", they heard Fred's voice from a bathroom.
"She was the most cursed one of all" said George.
"I think we had something to do with that." said Fred coming out.
"The Skiving Snackboxes were a complete success" replied his twin.
"How many did we sell?"
"Oh, about a million."
"By the way, has anyone seen Umbridge?" asked Fred.
"No, why?" asked Ginny.
"We definitely need to thank her!" George said.
"What?!" Harry and Ron said together.
"Well, she brought us a huge profit" the twins replied.
Everybody started giggling. After managing to control their giggles, Harry asked curiously:
"So who's the new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher?"
"A woman called Iris Rose" said Mrs. Weasley.
"What a flowery name! Neville will definitely love her" smiled Ginny.
"How is she?" asked Ron.
"Oh, a wonderful girl!" Mrs. Weasley replied. "I think she's not one year over 25, but she knows many things. I really like her. And, with a bit of luck, she might stay there for more than one year!"
"Yeah.", said George. "Harry, since you came to Hogwarts the Defence teachers are changing like crazy!"
"One dead, one quit, one with a lost memory, one locked up in a trunk and impersonated and one attacked by both students and centaurs!" said Fred cheerfully. "We should write 'The Register of Defence teachers while Harry Potter went to Hogwarts'".
"So that we could remember them." completed George.
"You know, I suddenly whish Snape would have taken the job", said Ginny.
"Are you crazy?!" nearly yelled Ron. "Snape?! As the Defence teacher?! Sometimes, Ginny, I wonder what is wrong with you."
"I just thought that he'd be leaving in a year too, like all the others. And maybe it'd be worth it."
Everybody laughed relieved.
"For a moment there, sis, I thought you'd be going of track", said Fred.
"Yeah!" said his twin. "Or it'd be even better if Snape would go away on his own."
"No such luck!" almost everybody said together.
Mrs. Weasley put the food on the table, and, as usually, made Harry eat as much as two normal people.
In the next days, they were all chatting about the Green Flame Torch, Jack Towers, the Order and the O.W.L. results. Those results still hadn't came and Harry, Ron and Hermione were starting to really worry about them.
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Thanks to everybody who reviewed my last chapter- Natalie, Naomie, harryforeva and dracomalfoy23-
Naomie, I'll answer your question -why does Harry know that Sirius is alive in my other story and in this one he doesn't?-:
Because Harry will get to know that Sirius is alive, but that will happen in the future, during the school year. I think I'll place the whole thing in October. So, now, Amala doesn't even know about Sirius. The 'Behind the Veil' story will be mentioned, this time the version that got to Harry, Hermione and Ron. It'll be there. (
Chapter 2: Good bye, Dursleys!
The Weasley's were coming at 7 and Harry couldn't have been more enthusiastic. Yes, there were only three weeks since he hadn't seen them, but with the Dursley's, and the stress, it seemed like months.
At quarter to 7, Vernon made his way to Harry and whispered:
"If they do anything to our house, I'll hold you responsible!"
"O.k.", Harry answered. If they did anything to the house, he'd run away. fast!!!
Dudley was looking very uncomfortable. The last times he had seen wizards he got a pig's tail and a huge tongue.
At 7 o' clock precisely, the door bell rang and aunt Petunia went and opened it. 4 redheaded people and a brown-haired girl came in.
"Hello!" said Harry happily. "Hermione, I didn't know you were coming too!"
"Well, they picked me up too!" she said hugging Harry. "I missed you!"
"I missed you too!" he said. "But, air, Hermione!"
The girl was squeezing worse and worse.
"'lo, Harry!" Ron and Ginny said together.
"Harry, dear", said Mrs. Weasley, "nice to see you again".
"Yes, indeed", added Mr. Weasley. "Where are your school stuff?" he asked.
"In the living room!" answered Harry.
"I'll get it!" he answered back and went for the trunk.
The Dursleys were definitely not enjoying any of this. Dudley was sticking to the wall, uncle Vernon was looking in a bad way at everybody and aunt Petunia had an ugly look on her face, as if she had to stand a hoard of baboons in her house. Harry couldn't help but smile.
"Got it!' came the voice of Mr. Weasley. "Good bye!" he added towards the Dursleys while getting out with Harry's huge school trunk.
The others waved good bye too and left. The Dursleys mumbled something and closed the door behind.
Mr. Weasley was just putting the trunk in the boot and said enthusiastically towards Harry:
"I got a new car!"
"And this one isn't flying!" whispered Ron in his year.
"Another Ford Anglia?" Harry asked.
"Yes, I used to like the old one." Came the answer from the very enthusiastic Mr. Weasley.
Harry felt a wave of guilt going through his body. It was his fault he didn't have his old car. But Mr. Weasley didn't notice anything and told them to get in the car. The inside of the car was magically enlarged, so the 4 kids could easily stay on the back seat.
"So, what's been happening?" Harry asked.
"Oh, many things", Ron answered. "The 'Weasley Wizard Wheezes' are going great and mum got used to the idea."
"I had to" she said from her front seat, "otherwise they would have kept tricking me all the time", she added sending the four in the back in hysterics.
".Bill and Fleur are dating." continued Ron when they stopped laughing.
"They look so good together!" added Ginny. "And you should hear Bill -Fleur said that, Fleur did that."
"Fred and George were complaining that they couldn't talk about anything else with him." Said Ron.
"So they gave him some canary cream so he could keep chirping about Fleur and make it sound good" laughed Ginny.
"What about the Order?" Harry asked.
"Oh, it's great!" they heard Mr. Weasley say from his front chair. "We managed to keep You-Know-Who from putting his plans into practice."
"That's wonderful!" said Harry. "Do you still have your headquarters at. number 12?" he suddenly wasn't so jolly.
"Yes", answered Mrs. Weasley. "And we finally managed to get Mrs. Black of the wall. Although we nearly had to demolish the house!"
Harry started laughing, though a bit forced. Sirius's death was still too fresh in his mind.
"Yes, we were all sick of somebody who yelled 'Filth! Scum! Half-breeds, mutants, freaks! Besmirching the house of my fathers' every time we passed by" said Mr. Weasley.
"They should put her as a house-alarm!" said Hermione.
"House-alarm?!" said Mr. Weasley enthusiastically. "How does one work?"
Hermione started explaining everything to him and when they finally got to the Burrow -the Weasley home- she was nearly out of breath.
"Harry, Hermione, Ginny" said Ron, "come, let me show you my room!"
They giggled. Of course they all knew Ron's room, but it was obvious that he wanted to talk to them.
"Well, go ahead, while I cook dinner!" Mrs. Weasley said smiling. "I'm sure you have a lot to talk about!"
The four went upstairs and after Ron closed the door to his room he turned towards the others.
"Guys, remember when I told you that something weird was happening?" he asked.
"Of course! What's going on?" said Hermione and Harry together, while Ginny smiled mysteriously.
"Well, two things, actually." He said. "One: there's a new guy who dad and mum talk about. Somebody named Jack Towers. He's a weird guy, at least it seems so from what they say. He looks young, but seems to know many things and is at the right place at the right time."
"And the second thing?" asked Harry noticing that Ron stopped talking for a short while.
"Well, mum and dad said something about a green torch or something like that. They."
"The Green Flamed Torch!" cried Hermione.
"Shh! Hermione, we're not supposed to know this!" Ron said desperately.
"Sorry!" she said, a bit embarrassed.
"What do you know about it?" asked Harry.
"It's a myth", she started to tell them. "About a torch that serves good only, giving it power. But after it serves it's goal, it disappears, as if it had a mind of it's own. What did your parents tell you about it?" she asked Ron who looked amazed.
"Well, they didn't tell me anything. Fred and George were the ones that told me things and gave me some Extendable Ears."
"Whatever!" Hermione said nervously. "What did they say?"
"That Dumbledore said it might be close to Hogwarts, waiting to be found."
"What if it's found by somebody evil ?" asked Harry curiously.
"It won't be", whispered Hermione. "The Green Flame Torch can only be found by the good. And if anyone on the dark side would find it, it wouldn't help him. It helps only the good, remember?! But I thought it was a myth."
"Apparently, it's not", said Ginny.
"Wow, this is news!" said Hermione. "The Green Flame Torch!"
"Don't forget Jack Towers!" Ginny said. "He helped the order a few times, and he's very real."
"And do you know what the weird part is?" asked Ron looking a bit pale. "They found a few people talking about this Jack guy, but they couldn't find anything else about him: no address, no job, no nothing. Just in some of the statements at the Ministry. Helping people, most of the times."
"And do you know what's even weirder?" asked Ginny, making the others look curiously at her. "These statements go way back in time. A few decades. And mum and dad said that he looked quite young. And every person who mentioned him said almost the same things about him: that he is tall and has black eyes and hair and is usually dressed in black."
"A few decades?" asked Hermione.
"Maybe he's a Metamorphmagus" suggested Ron.
"No, he isn't" she answered. "Or. Who knows. Maybe he is" she said gazing somewhere in space
At that moment, Mrs. Weasley entered the room saying:
"Fred and George are here and dinner is ready. Bill should be here soon."
"Fred and George are looking for a house of their own now, but they still live here", explained Ginny.
They got down to the table and Mr. Weasley greeted them happily.
"I heard that Dumbledore found another Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher."
"Really?!" said Ron. "So soon? I thought he wouldn't find one this year."
"Yeah, with Umbridge leaving too", they heard Fred's voice from a bathroom.
"She was the most cursed one of all" said George.
"I think we had something to do with that." said Fred coming out.
"The Skiving Snackboxes were a complete success" replied his twin.
"How many did we sell?"
"Oh, about a million."
"By the way, has anyone seen Umbridge?" asked Fred.
"No, why?" asked Ginny.
"We definitely need to thank her!" George said.
"What?!" Harry and Ron said together.
"Well, she brought us a huge profit" the twins replied.
Everybody started giggling. After managing to control their giggles, Harry asked curiously:
"So who's the new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher?"
"A woman called Iris Rose" said Mrs. Weasley.
"What a flowery name! Neville will definitely love her" smiled Ginny.
"How is she?" asked Ron.
"Oh, a wonderful girl!" Mrs. Weasley replied. "I think she's not one year over 25, but she knows many things. I really like her. And, with a bit of luck, she might stay there for more than one year!"
"Yeah.", said George. "Harry, since you came to Hogwarts the Defence teachers are changing like crazy!"
"One dead, one quit, one with a lost memory, one locked up in a trunk and impersonated and one attacked by both students and centaurs!" said Fred cheerfully. "We should write 'The Register of Defence teachers while Harry Potter went to Hogwarts'".
"So that we could remember them." completed George.
"You know, I suddenly whish Snape would have taken the job", said Ginny.
"Are you crazy?!" nearly yelled Ron. "Snape?! As the Defence teacher?! Sometimes, Ginny, I wonder what is wrong with you."
"I just thought that he'd be leaving in a year too, like all the others. And maybe it'd be worth it."
Everybody laughed relieved.
"For a moment there, sis, I thought you'd be going of track", said Fred.
"Yeah!" said his twin. "Or it'd be even better if Snape would go away on his own."
"No such luck!" almost everybody said together.
Mrs. Weasley put the food on the table, and, as usually, made Harry eat as much as two normal people.
In the next days, they were all chatting about the Green Flame Torch, Jack Towers, the Order and the O.W.L. results. Those results still hadn't came and Harry, Ron and Hermione were starting to really worry about them.
-- -- -- -- --- --
Thanks to everybody who reviewed my last chapter- Natalie, Naomie, harryforeva and dracomalfoy23-
Naomie, I'll answer your question -why does Harry know that Sirius is alive in my other story and in this one he doesn't?-:
Because Harry will get to know that Sirius is alive, but that will happen in the future, during the school year. I think I'll place the whole thing in October. So, now, Amala doesn't even know about Sirius. The 'Behind the Veil' story will be mentioned, this time the version that got to Harry, Hermione and Ron. It'll be there. (