Harry arrived in the foyer of the Ministry of magic and walked toward the
main desk.
"Excuse me I was told that Mister fudge needs to see me." said Harry.
"So you would be Mister potter? Well Mister Fudge is in the middle of a meeting with a Mister Weasley at the minute. Take a seat and I'll tell him you're here," said the receptionist.
Harry sat down and waited for five minutes before he saw Percy walk out the main entrance with an annoyed look on his face.
"Mister Fudge will see you now," said the receptionist pointing to the staircase.
Harry got up from his seat and climbed the staircase till he reached the door of the office he was familiar with by now.
Ever since his sixth year Fudge had insisted that Harry come and visit him when ever he felt he need protection.
Harry knocked on the door and heard a simple 'come in'.
Harry opened the door to see the room just as he remembered it, filled with moving pictures, old newspaper articles and calendars.
"You wanted to see me Mr Fudge?" asked Harry walking towards the desk.
"Oh yes Harry. Sit down. I have important news," said Fudge pointing to an empty chair.
Harry pulled off his robes and swung them round the back of the chair before sitting down.
"Harry, I'm afraid to tell you this isn't a positive meeting. And I need your help." said Fudge.
"Why? What is it?" asked Harry looking curious.
"Just tell me dear boy have you had anymore dreams since we last spoke? Has your scar hurt?" asked Fudge.
"I haven't had any more dreams since graduation. But I do admit my scar has been hurting for several days now. What is this to do with our meeting?" asked Harry.
"I'm sorry Harry. Telling bad news was never my strong point. Voldemort is back my boy. He sent an owl this morning telling how on new years day he will set a deadly curse upon the world. Killing all wizard kind and innocent muggles too I presume." said Fudge.
"ohmigod!" whispered Harry.
"Only you can stop him Harry. You did it before and you can do it again," said fudge.
"But last time I had my father and mothers spirit. What makes you think I can do it again?" asked Harry.
"Well, I happen to know a Weasley has a strong power and would be able to help you. I wanted Percy to contact them but he refused saying they are too young and innocent for this. But maybe you can convince them." said Fudge.
"Which Weasley are you referring to Mr Minister?" asked Harry uncertainly.
"Virginia Weasley." said Fudge.
"Ginny?" Harry gasped.
"I happen to know though from Percy that Ginny is visiting her brother Charlie in Rome and on boxing day will move on to visit her cousin Tyne in Russia. Maybe you would be able to catch her in Russia before she moves on to China." said Fudge.
"But... it's Christmas day. I promised my children..." protested Harry.
"I'm sorry Harry, but we can't put this off. I've arranged a port key for you this afternoon. I suggest you go pack and arrange someone for your children to go to." said Fudge.
"Sure. I'll keep in touch," said Harry taking his robes from around the back of the chair as he got up.
"I know this will be hard for you Harry. Having to leave your children on a holiday for family but they may not live to see the next year if you refuse." said Fudge.
Harry smiled weakly as he left the room. He could already see Phoenix's hurt face covered in tears and Owen begging for him to stay.
Harry sighed miserably as he flooed back home. This was one bad Christmas.
"Excuse me I was told that Mister fudge needs to see me." said Harry.
"So you would be Mister potter? Well Mister Fudge is in the middle of a meeting with a Mister Weasley at the minute. Take a seat and I'll tell him you're here," said the receptionist.
Harry sat down and waited for five minutes before he saw Percy walk out the main entrance with an annoyed look on his face.
"Mister Fudge will see you now," said the receptionist pointing to the staircase.
Harry got up from his seat and climbed the staircase till he reached the door of the office he was familiar with by now.
Ever since his sixth year Fudge had insisted that Harry come and visit him when ever he felt he need protection.
Harry knocked on the door and heard a simple 'come in'.
Harry opened the door to see the room just as he remembered it, filled with moving pictures, old newspaper articles and calendars.
"You wanted to see me Mr Fudge?" asked Harry walking towards the desk.
"Oh yes Harry. Sit down. I have important news," said Fudge pointing to an empty chair.
Harry pulled off his robes and swung them round the back of the chair before sitting down.
"Harry, I'm afraid to tell you this isn't a positive meeting. And I need your help." said Fudge.
"Why? What is it?" asked Harry looking curious.
"Just tell me dear boy have you had anymore dreams since we last spoke? Has your scar hurt?" asked Fudge.
"I haven't had any more dreams since graduation. But I do admit my scar has been hurting for several days now. What is this to do with our meeting?" asked Harry.
"I'm sorry Harry. Telling bad news was never my strong point. Voldemort is back my boy. He sent an owl this morning telling how on new years day he will set a deadly curse upon the world. Killing all wizard kind and innocent muggles too I presume." said Fudge.
"ohmigod!" whispered Harry.
"Only you can stop him Harry. You did it before and you can do it again," said fudge.
"But last time I had my father and mothers spirit. What makes you think I can do it again?" asked Harry.
"Well, I happen to know a Weasley has a strong power and would be able to help you. I wanted Percy to contact them but he refused saying they are too young and innocent for this. But maybe you can convince them." said Fudge.
"Which Weasley are you referring to Mr Minister?" asked Harry uncertainly.
"Virginia Weasley." said Fudge.
"Ginny?" Harry gasped.
"I happen to know though from Percy that Ginny is visiting her brother Charlie in Rome and on boxing day will move on to visit her cousin Tyne in Russia. Maybe you would be able to catch her in Russia before she moves on to China." said Fudge.
"But... it's Christmas day. I promised my children..." protested Harry.
"I'm sorry Harry, but we can't put this off. I've arranged a port key for you this afternoon. I suggest you go pack and arrange someone for your children to go to." said Fudge.
"Sure. I'll keep in touch," said Harry taking his robes from around the back of the chair as he got up.
"I know this will be hard for you Harry. Having to leave your children on a holiday for family but they may not live to see the next year if you refuse." said Fudge.
Harry smiled weakly as he left the room. He could already see Phoenix's hurt face covered in tears and Owen begging for him to stay.
Harry sighed miserably as he flooed back home. This was one bad Christmas.