Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy (I wish), Ginny Weasley
or any of the other characters used in this story, all I own is the plot
but the basic story is copied from J.K. Rowling anyway, she did create
Harry after all (well, James & Lily did, but you know what I mean).
Chapter 2- Leaving the Dursleys.
Harry put down the letter, after reading it for probably the 100th time. He chuckled at Ginny's remark, as he often did. Then looked down at the letter. Hermione sounded really upset. She wasn't usually like this. Also, she had said 'see you in a few days' that was a week and a half ago now. What was happening in the wizarding world? It wouldn't be so bad if Hedwig was let out of her cage. Ever since pigwidgeon had came, and crashed into the kitchen window, his Aunt and Uncle had decided to lock Hedwig up. She couldn't even go out for food. Poor thing. She hated being locked into a cage. It could be worse, last year the Dursleys left him locked in his room all summer, well, until Tonks, Lupin and Mad-eye Moody came to take him to Grimmauld Place. That thought brought back all his memories of last year. He would never forget his godfather. It ruined the whole plan. He was supposed to take care of Harry, not the Dursleys. It wasn't fair. It just wasn't. Why did he have to believe his visions? Why didn't he just go and talk to Snape? He could have, but he decided to break the rules. Just like a Potter, Snape had told him after. If he had of concentrated in his lessons, he would have been able to block out these messaged that Voldermort had been sending him. Why him? Why not Neville? It was a dreadful thing to be thinking, but he still could not understand why he had chosen him, and not Neville. But it was too late now, that was 16 years ago. It was too late; he couldn't change what had happened. Or could he? His mind went back to in his 3rd year. Hermione had that time glass, why didn't he think of that. He could go back, and bring Sirius with him. Of course! That was a brilliant idea. He felt proud of himself for thinking of that. Hermione. Would she let him though? She would complain about how dangerous it was. Or maybe not, she had become very close with him last year. After all, she did spend the summer with him. Yes, she would agree to it. He was certain of it. He was suddenly worried about Hermione. She still loved Ron, but not the way that he loved her. She would die for Ron, but still didn't want to be more than friends. She didn't want to hurt him. Harry didn't seriously think she was ready for dating anyway. Suddenly, an enormous flash and a bang through the window startled Harry. All the lights in the street went out. "What is going on?" Harry thought aloud, as he picked up an old torch from beneath his bed (if that's what you could call it. It was the remains of when Dudley decided to bounce on it last year. Of course, they couldn't possibly get Harry a new one).
He trembled as he clutched the torch, although he could not figure out why. He had been in plenty of terrifying situations before, and overcome them, as brave and as strong as ever. He shone the light through the window pane. A young witch, who currently had short bright pink hair looked up with a cheeky grin, and waved. "Tonks!" Harry opened the window as she flew up. "Hiya Harry!" "What are you doing here?" "Oh. Well, I'll explain on the way. Pack your bags please." "Done." Harry replied immediately with a glum expression on his face. "Well, you've been preparing for this, haven't you Harry?" Harry looked at her miserably. "Nothing much else to do around here. I thought you were meant to come last week for me." Tonks laughed. Then replied to his last comment. "I'm sorry Harry, something came up, and I was. forced to take another route, and come the long way round, before stopping at Hagrid's then coming here." "Looks like I'm top of everyone's priority." Harry said with a hint of sarcasm. "I'm really sorry Harry, but I couldn't do anything about it. I tried, honestly I tried." "That's ok Tonks, I'm sorry, its just. lonely around here. You know?" "Yeah. I know Harry, you miss your friends." "erm. Tonks? Are we going to Grimmauld Place?" "No. We're going to the burrow. Oh. I almost forgot. I brought your broomstick Harry. Umbridge has gone, you can play again."
Harry grabbed his broomstick, it had been so long since he had used it, but it didn't take long to get used to the feeling. Within seconds, he had cast an invisibility charm, made his trunks float behind him, and sat onto his broomstick. They rode into the distance, but not before leaving a note for the Dursley's. Harry of course was ahead of Tonks, she only had a cleansweep. Harry's firebolt almost glowed red against the black, starless night. It let off a wispy orange smoke, as they flew away, from the distance, to the burrow.
Chapter 2- Leaving the Dursleys.
Harry put down the letter, after reading it for probably the 100th time. He chuckled at Ginny's remark, as he often did. Then looked down at the letter. Hermione sounded really upset. She wasn't usually like this. Also, she had said 'see you in a few days' that was a week and a half ago now. What was happening in the wizarding world? It wouldn't be so bad if Hedwig was let out of her cage. Ever since pigwidgeon had came, and crashed into the kitchen window, his Aunt and Uncle had decided to lock Hedwig up. She couldn't even go out for food. Poor thing. She hated being locked into a cage. It could be worse, last year the Dursleys left him locked in his room all summer, well, until Tonks, Lupin and Mad-eye Moody came to take him to Grimmauld Place. That thought brought back all his memories of last year. He would never forget his godfather. It ruined the whole plan. He was supposed to take care of Harry, not the Dursleys. It wasn't fair. It just wasn't. Why did he have to believe his visions? Why didn't he just go and talk to Snape? He could have, but he decided to break the rules. Just like a Potter, Snape had told him after. If he had of concentrated in his lessons, he would have been able to block out these messaged that Voldermort had been sending him. Why him? Why not Neville? It was a dreadful thing to be thinking, but he still could not understand why he had chosen him, and not Neville. But it was too late now, that was 16 years ago. It was too late; he couldn't change what had happened. Or could he? His mind went back to in his 3rd year. Hermione had that time glass, why didn't he think of that. He could go back, and bring Sirius with him. Of course! That was a brilliant idea. He felt proud of himself for thinking of that. Hermione. Would she let him though? She would complain about how dangerous it was. Or maybe not, she had become very close with him last year. After all, she did spend the summer with him. Yes, she would agree to it. He was certain of it. He was suddenly worried about Hermione. She still loved Ron, but not the way that he loved her. She would die for Ron, but still didn't want to be more than friends. She didn't want to hurt him. Harry didn't seriously think she was ready for dating anyway. Suddenly, an enormous flash and a bang through the window startled Harry. All the lights in the street went out. "What is going on?" Harry thought aloud, as he picked up an old torch from beneath his bed (if that's what you could call it. It was the remains of when Dudley decided to bounce on it last year. Of course, they couldn't possibly get Harry a new one).
He trembled as he clutched the torch, although he could not figure out why. He had been in plenty of terrifying situations before, and overcome them, as brave and as strong as ever. He shone the light through the window pane. A young witch, who currently had short bright pink hair looked up with a cheeky grin, and waved. "Tonks!" Harry opened the window as she flew up. "Hiya Harry!" "What are you doing here?" "Oh. Well, I'll explain on the way. Pack your bags please." "Done." Harry replied immediately with a glum expression on his face. "Well, you've been preparing for this, haven't you Harry?" Harry looked at her miserably. "Nothing much else to do around here. I thought you were meant to come last week for me." Tonks laughed. Then replied to his last comment. "I'm sorry Harry, something came up, and I was. forced to take another route, and come the long way round, before stopping at Hagrid's then coming here." "Looks like I'm top of everyone's priority." Harry said with a hint of sarcasm. "I'm really sorry Harry, but I couldn't do anything about it. I tried, honestly I tried." "That's ok Tonks, I'm sorry, its just. lonely around here. You know?" "Yeah. I know Harry, you miss your friends." "erm. Tonks? Are we going to Grimmauld Place?" "No. We're going to the burrow. Oh. I almost forgot. I brought your broomstick Harry. Umbridge has gone, you can play again."
Harry grabbed his broomstick, it had been so long since he had used it, but it didn't take long to get used to the feeling. Within seconds, he had cast an invisibility charm, made his trunks float behind him, and sat onto his broomstick. They rode into the distance, but not before leaving a note for the Dursley's. Harry of course was ahead of Tonks, she only had a cleansweep. Harry's firebolt almost glowed red against the black, starless night. It let off a wispy orange smoke, as they flew away, from the distance, to the burrow.