A/N: Well, here's Chapter Two! I want to apologize for the slight mess-ups
with the first chapter. This one should be a lot better. Please R+R, but no
flames.
Disclaimer: JKR is the mastermind of Harry Potter, not me.
Chapter Two: Together Again
His heart stopped. Harry knew that voice. He replayed it every night in his mind over and over again. But it was impossible...it just couldn't be.
A man stepped forward. Harry could see his face illuminated from the pale crescent moon looming above them. He looked different, but Harry recognized it. He knew every feature exactly.
"S-Sirius?"
"Harry..."he tried to reach out from him, but Harry shrunk back.
"No. You're not him. I know better," he said shakily. The man took another step forward, so Harry could see him clearly. The haunted look Azkaban forced him to have was gone. He had become the man waving at him from the pictures he stared at. But it had to be a trick. Sirius was gone. Dumbledore's voice sprang into his mind.
"No spell can reawaken the dead..." Emotion filled him. This was the last thing he needed. He didn't need any of this anymore. His mind felt dark and everything was a flurry in his mind.
"N-no....NO!" he shouted, finding his voice. "He's d-de-d." He couldn't say it. He knew he never could. His throat went dry. He tried to speak clearly, though all the precious energy he had left him. "He's gone. Your not him...your not. I've fought him...I've fought him and I have no problem fighting you." He raised his wand and pointed it straight at Sirius's chest, or whoever he was. Tears stung his eyes. He wanted this person to be Sirius. He wanted it so bad his whole body felt like it would burst. His legs began to give away. It took everything to hold the wand up...he couldn't hold on much longer.
"Harry, please...I swear to God I'd never do anything to hurt you," he said softly, "Harry it's me, it's me Harry."
Harry's eyes began to burn. Sobs began to escape his lips. He couldn't breathe. He couldn't keep the pain and hurt inside of him anymore. Harry tried to hold them back, crying would show his weakness, not now, anytime but now.
"Don't come closer...just don't," he choked, tears now streaming down his face.
"Let me help you Harry...please, let me help..."Sirius said, his own voice quivering as he heard the sobs.
"NO!" Harry screamed so loudly his throat became inflamed and he couldn't bear to talk another word. He tried to mutter a curse, but before he could Sirius walked toward him and embraced him.
"Harry, it's ok. Nobody is going to hurt you...it's ok," he said soothingly. Harry's wand clattered to the ground as he fell to his knees. It was Sirius. Harry knew no evil being could hold him like he was being held now. He let Sirius rock him gently as the last few tears fell from his eyes. Finally he rubbed his face and Sirius looked down at him.
"My God Harry. what happened to you?" Harry's body was thin and fragile, starved of nourishment for weeks. His eyes were lined with dark circles and his skin seemed to be thinly stretched over his bones. Yet for the first time in months Harry smiled.
"Guess I've just missed you a lot."
"I know I'm a cool guy and all, but there was no need to be obsessive about it." He laughed and Harry smiled again. His laugh was exactly how he remembered it. Harry looked into his eyes and saw all the shadows of his former life gone.
"Sirius, why do you look so, so different?" Like in all the old photographs?"
"You mean the fact that I'm not a walking skeleton anymore? Being dead can do that to you." Harry nudged him in the ribs at his response.
"Seriously!" Sirius chuckled.
"I don't know why it happened, but when I went through the veil this is how I ended up. I guess you look your best when you die. I'm not complaining, I prefer myself like this."
"How can all this be possible? I saw you die. Dumbledore said no spell can reawaken the dead." Harry asked.
"No spell did bring us back. We all saw gold, a huge wall of it and we walked through it. Next thing we knew we were alive. We couldn't walk back through so here we are."
Something clicked in Harry's mind. His heart began to beat quickly.
"Sirius?" He looked down at Harry. "What do you mean we?" Sirius smiled and stood up.
"Harry, I wasn't the only one to get out. There were others."
Harry prayed he was right. They just had to have come out...Sirius wouldn't have left them behind...Sirius looked back into the darkness of the alley. For a second time something stirred. Then Harry saw them...a man with untidy black hair...a woman with startling green eyes...his eyes. For a moment they just stood there, as if waiting for something to happen. Excitement exploded in the pit of Harry' s stomach. The woman opened her arms up wide and Harry rushed into them.
"Mom..."he whispered. James and Lily Potter smiled at him as he embraced them. Lily stroked his hair, and listened to his heart beating.
"My baby...my beautiful baby boy," she murmured.
"Hey big boy," James laughed as he wrapped his arms around his wife and son.
"Aww Prongsie's getting all emotional on me," Sirius teased as he joined the hug. They all stayed connected for a moment, finally breaking as Harry looked up into their eyes. "I've always wished I could be with you guys and now it's finally come true."
"Oh, honey," Lily said in a gentle voice, "we never left you. We were by your side the entire time. You just couldn't see us."
"Right. We were always there for you," James added smiling. "We've been on your every adventure. The only two times we left were to greet Padfoot here when he died and when we saw the gold veil."
"I'm glad you found it," Harry said, holding on to his mother even tighter. He felt like a little child, but he didn't care. He would never let them go.
"So are we Harry, so are we," Sirius laughed as he ruffled his hair. Harry couldn't stop smiling. He felt so alive. Even before Sirius died he had never felt so happy, like everything was finally right in the world.
"Well, Mom, Dad," he started. It felt so good to call them that. To call someone that. "Sirius, we better go tell someone what happened. I'm sure there are people who would want to know."
James smiled at his son. He knew what Harry was thinking. "Yeah, I'm sure Moony will be glad to see us."
"But you won't be able to get into the Headquarters. Will they?" Harry asked turning to Sirius. He started to fumble in his robes, finally pulling out a strip of paper.
"I had Dumbledore make this for me.in case I ever needed it. For some reason I brought it with me the night I died. Good thing I did." Harry knew it was Dumbledore's handwriting telling where the Order of the Phoenix was, just like the one he was shown. James pulled out his wand and let it go off with a bang. The purple triple-decker Knight Bus appeared in front of them. They boarded as Stan Shunpike talked excitedly as he saw Harry. They all laid on the beds and Harry at that moment felt exhausted. He could still hear Stan and the driver Ernie Prang whispering. He lay in the arms of his parents and he could see his godfather lying on the bed next to him, already asleep. He closed his eyes and listened to his parent's heartbeats. He slowly began to drift off.till finally he fell asleep, with nothing but good dreams in his head.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ "Where could he be Dumbledore? Where on Earth could he be? How could he leave like that? If anything happens to him." Remus Lupin yelled as he stared at the headmaster. He surprised himself. He didn't know why he was yelling, but he couldn't help himself. He was so sick of losing people. He wouldn't lose the last person he had left.
"Nothing is going to happen to him Remus," Albus Dumbledore said firmly as he looked gently up at him. "The Dursley's had no idea he left and no one has seen him since Kingsley found him gone while he was on watch duty. He said he saw something that we think was the Knight Bus far off in the Mongolia Crescent area, but we can't get a hold of it. Nothing is going to happen to Harry, Remus. Nothing at all." Dumbledore felt a surge of pity for his old friend as he sat defeated in the chair next to him and placed his face in his hands.
"What do you want me to do?" he said quietly.
"Remus, go back to Number 12. If Harry were to go anywhere, it would be there. I want you to wait for him there." Something like anger boiled inside of Lupin as he was told this. He knew how Sirius had felt now. It was horrible.
"W-wait? Just wait, while Harry could be in trouble? I can't do that Albus, I just can't," he said, his words trying to stop from lashing out.
"Please Remus. Just trust me. It won't take long to find him. Just go," Dumbledore said, his voice having finality in them. Lupin just stared at him. When he finally spoke his voice was cold.
"Fine." That was all he said before he stormed out of the room, letting the door slam. Dumbledore sighed and closed his eyes.
"Harry. you better be ok. There's not much more we can take." He stood up and with a pop he was gone. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Lupin appeared at Number 12 to the rest of his friends sitting quietly in the front hall waiting for news. Molly Weasley rushed forward.
"Oh Remus! Where is he?" she asked, tears forming in her eyes? Lupin noticed Ron and Hermione staring eagerly at him, their faces wrenched with worry.
"We don't know Molly. Moody and the others are out searching for him." Mrs.Weasly noticed the tension in his last few words.
"Remus, you must be tired, come and I'll get some tea." The others followed her into the living room, but Lupin noticed Ron and Hermione didn't move. He knew how they were feeling.
"I'm sure he'll be fine," he said quietly, "It won't help worrying like this."
"Yeah," Ron sighed, "We know." They both stood up shakily and went with Remus into the other room. Mrs.Weasley passed out the tea, little drops splashing around in the cups as her hands wobbled. Remus took a sip and let the hot liquid trickle down his throat. He set the cup down and placed his face in his hands once again. He listened to his heart beating rapidly. He thought of Sirius.and of James and Lily. He had lost them all. He couldn't bear to lose Harry. Not Harry. Anyone but him. He couldn't stand it anymore. He wasn't just going to sit around and wait for bad news. He had to help. With that final thought he jumped up and walked to the front door. No one moved a muscle. He burst open the door and was blinded by a white light. He saw the Knight Bus stop at Number 11. A boy walked off the stairs, and Lupin's heart stopped.
"Harry!" Lupin rushed forward and held him. "How could you leave? You have no idea how worried I was!" Relief washed over him as he ruffled the boy's untidy black hair. He looked into Harry's face. He wasn't the same Harry. His eyes seemed to be alive. And he had never seen Harry look so happy. Before Lupin could say another word three people walked off the Knight Bus.
"Don't worry Moony. We took good care of Harry." Lupin looked upward and quickly backed away. He gasped as he saw their faces.
"Sirius.James.Lily? This is impossible." he whispered.
"Ah, Moony," James said. "After knowing us, you should know anything is possible." With that he went to him and raised his robe on his left arm, so Lupin could see a thin scar running along his elbow. "Got it during our first night we went through the Whomping Willow." Lupin stared at it for a moment before breaking out in a laugh.
"It's really you!" he squeezed James so tight he started to cough.
"Remy, don't you want to say high to the rest of us?" Lily giggled. Lupin hugged and laughed with all of them till he suddenly gasped. He whirled around to Harry.
"They've got half the Order looking for you! I've got to go tell Dumbledore about this. I'll see you guys later." He disapperated with a pop. Sirius pulled out the thin piece of paper. James and Lily read it and the door to Number 12 appeared before their eyes. They walked into the soft light. Lily placed her hand on James's shoulder.
"Honey, I'm going to the kitchen to cook something for us. I can tell your hungry." At that moment James's stomach rumbled. He smiled.
"That sounds good Lilykins." He kissed the top of her head. "We'll go tell everyone else about us. It might be a shock if they were to find strange people eating food in their house." Lily took Harry's hand and he led her into the cold stone kitchen. She rushed to the counter and soon the room was filled with wonderful smells. Lily placed dish after dish on the table. Harry's mouth began to water as he looked at the whipped mashed potatoes with butter melting on the top. Lily laughed as she placed the last dish on the table.
"This should be enough to fill their appetites. They can eat more than anyone I've ever seen. The smell should be reeling them in anytime now." Sure enough, James and Sirius, as well as a slightly shocked looking group, walked into the room. They all began to loosen up as they saw the delicious food before them. Mrs.Weasley looked at Lily and smiled.
"Lily, you didn't have to do this."
"Oh, it was my pleasure. I'm an expert at cooking with these ravenous animals to feed." Lily took the tea tray from Mrs.Weasley and put it in the sink. With a wave of her wand, pink bubbles filled all around the dishes. Harry walked towards Ron and Hermione, who immediately hugged him and began to ramble about their summer. They all finally sat down and began to eat. Harry sat next to his parents, who looked with fascination at Fred and George's newest invention, a "Color Cookie", something that if you ate it your skin would flash different colors. By the time the food was gone from their plates they were all comfortably sitting in their seats. The atmosphere had turned into a lazy feeling and Harry glanced down at his watch. It beeped 2:00 am. He had no idea it was so late. Sirius let out a yawn and stretched his arms above his head.
"Guys, I think its time to go to bed. We better be able to sleep in."
"Yeah, I'm tired too. I'll be sleeping all day tomorrow." James stood up from his chair. A soft vice filled the room as the kitchen door opened and Albus Dumbledore walked in.
"Sorry about this, but I must ask you all remain awake just a while longer." ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ A/N: So how did you like the second chapter? Like I said, please R+R. Sorry about this little cliffhanger, but I'll get chapter three up soon. Thanks for reading! Coming up: Tales of the Gateways
Disclaimer: JKR is the mastermind of Harry Potter, not me.
Chapter Two: Together Again
His heart stopped. Harry knew that voice. He replayed it every night in his mind over and over again. But it was impossible...it just couldn't be.
A man stepped forward. Harry could see his face illuminated from the pale crescent moon looming above them. He looked different, but Harry recognized it. He knew every feature exactly.
"S-Sirius?"
"Harry..."he tried to reach out from him, but Harry shrunk back.
"No. You're not him. I know better," he said shakily. The man took another step forward, so Harry could see him clearly. The haunted look Azkaban forced him to have was gone. He had become the man waving at him from the pictures he stared at. But it had to be a trick. Sirius was gone. Dumbledore's voice sprang into his mind.
"No spell can reawaken the dead..." Emotion filled him. This was the last thing he needed. He didn't need any of this anymore. His mind felt dark and everything was a flurry in his mind.
"N-no....NO!" he shouted, finding his voice. "He's d-de-d." He couldn't say it. He knew he never could. His throat went dry. He tried to speak clearly, though all the precious energy he had left him. "He's gone. Your not him...your not. I've fought him...I've fought him and I have no problem fighting you." He raised his wand and pointed it straight at Sirius's chest, or whoever he was. Tears stung his eyes. He wanted this person to be Sirius. He wanted it so bad his whole body felt like it would burst. His legs began to give away. It took everything to hold the wand up...he couldn't hold on much longer.
"Harry, please...I swear to God I'd never do anything to hurt you," he said softly, "Harry it's me, it's me Harry."
Harry's eyes began to burn. Sobs began to escape his lips. He couldn't breathe. He couldn't keep the pain and hurt inside of him anymore. Harry tried to hold them back, crying would show his weakness, not now, anytime but now.
"Don't come closer...just don't," he choked, tears now streaming down his face.
"Let me help you Harry...please, let me help..."Sirius said, his own voice quivering as he heard the sobs.
"NO!" Harry screamed so loudly his throat became inflamed and he couldn't bear to talk another word. He tried to mutter a curse, but before he could Sirius walked toward him and embraced him.
"Harry, it's ok. Nobody is going to hurt you...it's ok," he said soothingly. Harry's wand clattered to the ground as he fell to his knees. It was Sirius. Harry knew no evil being could hold him like he was being held now. He let Sirius rock him gently as the last few tears fell from his eyes. Finally he rubbed his face and Sirius looked down at him.
"My God Harry. what happened to you?" Harry's body was thin and fragile, starved of nourishment for weeks. His eyes were lined with dark circles and his skin seemed to be thinly stretched over his bones. Yet for the first time in months Harry smiled.
"Guess I've just missed you a lot."
"I know I'm a cool guy and all, but there was no need to be obsessive about it." He laughed and Harry smiled again. His laugh was exactly how he remembered it. Harry looked into his eyes and saw all the shadows of his former life gone.
"Sirius, why do you look so, so different?" Like in all the old photographs?"
"You mean the fact that I'm not a walking skeleton anymore? Being dead can do that to you." Harry nudged him in the ribs at his response.
"Seriously!" Sirius chuckled.
"I don't know why it happened, but when I went through the veil this is how I ended up. I guess you look your best when you die. I'm not complaining, I prefer myself like this."
"How can all this be possible? I saw you die. Dumbledore said no spell can reawaken the dead." Harry asked.
"No spell did bring us back. We all saw gold, a huge wall of it and we walked through it. Next thing we knew we were alive. We couldn't walk back through so here we are."
Something clicked in Harry's mind. His heart began to beat quickly.
"Sirius?" He looked down at Harry. "What do you mean we?" Sirius smiled and stood up.
"Harry, I wasn't the only one to get out. There were others."
Harry prayed he was right. They just had to have come out...Sirius wouldn't have left them behind...Sirius looked back into the darkness of the alley. For a second time something stirred. Then Harry saw them...a man with untidy black hair...a woman with startling green eyes...his eyes. For a moment they just stood there, as if waiting for something to happen. Excitement exploded in the pit of Harry' s stomach. The woman opened her arms up wide and Harry rushed into them.
"Mom..."he whispered. James and Lily Potter smiled at him as he embraced them. Lily stroked his hair, and listened to his heart beating.
"My baby...my beautiful baby boy," she murmured.
"Hey big boy," James laughed as he wrapped his arms around his wife and son.
"Aww Prongsie's getting all emotional on me," Sirius teased as he joined the hug. They all stayed connected for a moment, finally breaking as Harry looked up into their eyes. "I've always wished I could be with you guys and now it's finally come true."
"Oh, honey," Lily said in a gentle voice, "we never left you. We were by your side the entire time. You just couldn't see us."
"Right. We were always there for you," James added smiling. "We've been on your every adventure. The only two times we left were to greet Padfoot here when he died and when we saw the gold veil."
"I'm glad you found it," Harry said, holding on to his mother even tighter. He felt like a little child, but he didn't care. He would never let them go.
"So are we Harry, so are we," Sirius laughed as he ruffled his hair. Harry couldn't stop smiling. He felt so alive. Even before Sirius died he had never felt so happy, like everything was finally right in the world.
"Well, Mom, Dad," he started. It felt so good to call them that. To call someone that. "Sirius, we better go tell someone what happened. I'm sure there are people who would want to know."
James smiled at his son. He knew what Harry was thinking. "Yeah, I'm sure Moony will be glad to see us."
"But you won't be able to get into the Headquarters. Will they?" Harry asked turning to Sirius. He started to fumble in his robes, finally pulling out a strip of paper.
"I had Dumbledore make this for me.in case I ever needed it. For some reason I brought it with me the night I died. Good thing I did." Harry knew it was Dumbledore's handwriting telling where the Order of the Phoenix was, just like the one he was shown. James pulled out his wand and let it go off with a bang. The purple triple-decker Knight Bus appeared in front of them. They boarded as Stan Shunpike talked excitedly as he saw Harry. They all laid on the beds and Harry at that moment felt exhausted. He could still hear Stan and the driver Ernie Prang whispering. He lay in the arms of his parents and he could see his godfather lying on the bed next to him, already asleep. He closed his eyes and listened to his parent's heartbeats. He slowly began to drift off.till finally he fell asleep, with nothing but good dreams in his head.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ "Where could he be Dumbledore? Where on Earth could he be? How could he leave like that? If anything happens to him." Remus Lupin yelled as he stared at the headmaster. He surprised himself. He didn't know why he was yelling, but he couldn't help himself. He was so sick of losing people. He wouldn't lose the last person he had left.
"Nothing is going to happen to him Remus," Albus Dumbledore said firmly as he looked gently up at him. "The Dursley's had no idea he left and no one has seen him since Kingsley found him gone while he was on watch duty. He said he saw something that we think was the Knight Bus far off in the Mongolia Crescent area, but we can't get a hold of it. Nothing is going to happen to Harry, Remus. Nothing at all." Dumbledore felt a surge of pity for his old friend as he sat defeated in the chair next to him and placed his face in his hands.
"What do you want me to do?" he said quietly.
"Remus, go back to Number 12. If Harry were to go anywhere, it would be there. I want you to wait for him there." Something like anger boiled inside of Lupin as he was told this. He knew how Sirius had felt now. It was horrible.
"W-wait? Just wait, while Harry could be in trouble? I can't do that Albus, I just can't," he said, his words trying to stop from lashing out.
"Please Remus. Just trust me. It won't take long to find him. Just go," Dumbledore said, his voice having finality in them. Lupin just stared at him. When he finally spoke his voice was cold.
"Fine." That was all he said before he stormed out of the room, letting the door slam. Dumbledore sighed and closed his eyes.
"Harry. you better be ok. There's not much more we can take." He stood up and with a pop he was gone. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Lupin appeared at Number 12 to the rest of his friends sitting quietly in the front hall waiting for news. Molly Weasley rushed forward.
"Oh Remus! Where is he?" she asked, tears forming in her eyes? Lupin noticed Ron and Hermione staring eagerly at him, their faces wrenched with worry.
"We don't know Molly. Moody and the others are out searching for him." Mrs.Weasly noticed the tension in his last few words.
"Remus, you must be tired, come and I'll get some tea." The others followed her into the living room, but Lupin noticed Ron and Hermione didn't move. He knew how they were feeling.
"I'm sure he'll be fine," he said quietly, "It won't help worrying like this."
"Yeah," Ron sighed, "We know." They both stood up shakily and went with Remus into the other room. Mrs.Weasley passed out the tea, little drops splashing around in the cups as her hands wobbled. Remus took a sip and let the hot liquid trickle down his throat. He set the cup down and placed his face in his hands once again. He listened to his heart beating rapidly. He thought of Sirius.and of James and Lily. He had lost them all. He couldn't bear to lose Harry. Not Harry. Anyone but him. He couldn't stand it anymore. He wasn't just going to sit around and wait for bad news. He had to help. With that final thought he jumped up and walked to the front door. No one moved a muscle. He burst open the door and was blinded by a white light. He saw the Knight Bus stop at Number 11. A boy walked off the stairs, and Lupin's heart stopped.
"Harry!" Lupin rushed forward and held him. "How could you leave? You have no idea how worried I was!" Relief washed over him as he ruffled the boy's untidy black hair. He looked into Harry's face. He wasn't the same Harry. His eyes seemed to be alive. And he had never seen Harry look so happy. Before Lupin could say another word three people walked off the Knight Bus.
"Don't worry Moony. We took good care of Harry." Lupin looked upward and quickly backed away. He gasped as he saw their faces.
"Sirius.James.Lily? This is impossible." he whispered.
"Ah, Moony," James said. "After knowing us, you should know anything is possible." With that he went to him and raised his robe on his left arm, so Lupin could see a thin scar running along his elbow. "Got it during our first night we went through the Whomping Willow." Lupin stared at it for a moment before breaking out in a laugh.
"It's really you!" he squeezed James so tight he started to cough.
"Remy, don't you want to say high to the rest of us?" Lily giggled. Lupin hugged and laughed with all of them till he suddenly gasped. He whirled around to Harry.
"They've got half the Order looking for you! I've got to go tell Dumbledore about this. I'll see you guys later." He disapperated with a pop. Sirius pulled out the thin piece of paper. James and Lily read it and the door to Number 12 appeared before their eyes. They walked into the soft light. Lily placed her hand on James's shoulder.
"Honey, I'm going to the kitchen to cook something for us. I can tell your hungry." At that moment James's stomach rumbled. He smiled.
"That sounds good Lilykins." He kissed the top of her head. "We'll go tell everyone else about us. It might be a shock if they were to find strange people eating food in their house." Lily took Harry's hand and he led her into the cold stone kitchen. She rushed to the counter and soon the room was filled with wonderful smells. Lily placed dish after dish on the table. Harry's mouth began to water as he looked at the whipped mashed potatoes with butter melting on the top. Lily laughed as she placed the last dish on the table.
"This should be enough to fill their appetites. They can eat more than anyone I've ever seen. The smell should be reeling them in anytime now." Sure enough, James and Sirius, as well as a slightly shocked looking group, walked into the room. They all began to loosen up as they saw the delicious food before them. Mrs.Weasley looked at Lily and smiled.
"Lily, you didn't have to do this."
"Oh, it was my pleasure. I'm an expert at cooking with these ravenous animals to feed." Lily took the tea tray from Mrs.Weasley and put it in the sink. With a wave of her wand, pink bubbles filled all around the dishes. Harry walked towards Ron and Hermione, who immediately hugged him and began to ramble about their summer. They all finally sat down and began to eat. Harry sat next to his parents, who looked with fascination at Fred and George's newest invention, a "Color Cookie", something that if you ate it your skin would flash different colors. By the time the food was gone from their plates they were all comfortably sitting in their seats. The atmosphere had turned into a lazy feeling and Harry glanced down at his watch. It beeped 2:00 am. He had no idea it was so late. Sirius let out a yawn and stretched his arms above his head.
"Guys, I think its time to go to bed. We better be able to sleep in."
"Yeah, I'm tired too. I'll be sleeping all day tomorrow." James stood up from his chair. A soft vice filled the room as the kitchen door opened and Albus Dumbledore walked in.
"Sorry about this, but I must ask you all remain awake just a while longer." ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ A/N: So how did you like the second chapter? Like I said, please R+R. Sorry about this little cliffhanger, but I'll get chapter three up soon. Thanks for reading! Coming up: Tales of the Gateways