Chapter 2
"The Great Escape"
"What the—"
But Harry was soon stopped in mid-sentence by a hand that had closed around his mouth. After that he was clearly awake and his eyesight was no longer blurry from the sudden appearance of the bright lamp on his nightstand. He looked up and understood why he was just quieted. Moody was standing over him with Lupin in the background with a grin on his face at the sight of Harry.
"Be quiet already! It's just us!" whispered Moody.
Lowering his voice so soft that you could only hear it if you were inches away from Harry's face, he said, "Why are you both here? And why did you come at 1 in the morning?" glancing at his alarm clock. "My Aunt and Uncle could've caught you! They would've probably been horrified...but still..."
Lupin joined the conversation.
"We came to get you of course! Don't you remember what we mentioned to you at the station? 'If we didn't hear from you three days in a row, we'd send something along.' Well, we thought you might've just been busy, but after waiting two weeks...and nothing, we were going to come check on you personally."
Harry had then instantly remembered their little talk. He felt a little guilty that they were waiting for him to write, but he'd forgotten all about it with Sirius on his mind so often.
"I'm sorry, guys, I've been a little--"Harry stopped and paused, not wanting them to pity him or know how he was feeling,"--a-a little...busy and forgot to write! Yeah--I was busy and forgot to write!"
Lupin eyed him and started to question, Harry felt as if he could see right through his little act. But Lupin stopped and said nothing. Harry had the feeling he felt the same way as he did right now, considering Sirius was his best friend, who happened to be his last remaining school friend, Harry could understand why.
Moody cut in again.
"Come on Potter! We haven't got all night! Get your things and try not to make a sound! We don't want your aunt and uncle getting up in the middle of our escape."
Lupin was now sitting at Harry's desk and had started to write a note. It was addressed to Mr. and Mrs. Dursley.
He got his trunk and Hedwig, and then headed for the door. He was half-way down the hall when he decided to check if he'd gotten everything. Moody was yelling for him to hurry, because Uncle Vernon had made a loud grunting sound as if he was awake. He felt around for his mirror, but couldn't find it in his trunk. Panic struck his face.
Lupin was in front of Harry helping him with his things.
"What's wrong Harry? Forget something?"
"Yes I did. I've got to go get it!"
His uncle had made another grunting sound and could hear him get out of bed (probably to get a drink from his and Petunia's own bathroom).
At the sound of this Lupin stopped Harry, "No Harry, you might wake your aunt and uncle. We can't take that risk! You'll just have to wait till next summer to see it again."
"NO! I'm not waiting! I can't wait that long, it's important to me!"
Harry dropped his trunk, and it almost hit the floor and slid down the steps, but Lupin hurried to stop it. Harry was running back from his room clutching his photo album and mirror. He was trying to hide what had been so important from Lupin, but he'd already seen. He'd noticed the familiar mirror that he'd used in school a few times and knew it was from Sirius.
Lupin smiled a little and started to say something, but stopped immediately. Harry imagined he would have said, "I understand Harry, I wouldn't wait till summer to have those again," but Lupin didn't say another word, because Uncle Vernon seemed to be up and about.
Moody and Harry were now waiting for Lupin outside, who was setting the note he'd written to Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia in the kitchen.
They hopped on their brooms and flew into the starry night sky. Harry couldn't help but grin. Getting out of Number 4 Privet Drive was wonderful no matter what mood you were in.
"So, where are we going, anyway? The Burrow? Hogwarts?" Harry excitedly asked.
"No," replied Moody matter-of-factly, "we aren't going to either of those places."
Harry put his head down, not grinning anymore. He knew where they were going without even having to ask, now. It was the last place on Earth the Harry wanted to be right now.
As thought, Harry's guess was correct.
"We are going back to Grimmauld Place. It's much safer there and that's where Dumbledore requested that you go, even if Dursley's place is safer." replied Moody.
"Oh...I guess that's better..." sighed Harry.
Moody was in front leading not able to see Harry's expression, and Lupin was flying beside Harry. Lupin could tell Harry wasn't too happy about this at once after Harry's grin was wiped from his face at the hearing of what Moody had just said.
"It will only be for a little while. Plus, you can see Ron and Hermione again!" added Lupin.
Harry hadn't even thought to write to them. He felt a little guilty, because they had wrote him quite a bit, he just didn't feel like writing, or even to talking to anyone for that matter. But he thought it might be better to tell them a little bit that was on his mind, it might make him feel better.
No longer had Harry thought of this, he heard a voice up ahead, "Get ready to land, we're here!"
They all landed and walked Harry, along with his things, up to the front door of the last place on Earth that Harry wanted to be.
"What the—"
But Harry was soon stopped in mid-sentence by a hand that had closed around his mouth. After that he was clearly awake and his eyesight was no longer blurry from the sudden appearance of the bright lamp on his nightstand. He looked up and understood why he was just quieted. Moody was standing over him with Lupin in the background with a grin on his face at the sight of Harry.
"Be quiet already! It's just us!" whispered Moody.
Lowering his voice so soft that you could only hear it if you were inches away from Harry's face, he said, "Why are you both here? And why did you come at 1 in the morning?" glancing at his alarm clock. "My Aunt and Uncle could've caught you! They would've probably been horrified...but still..."
Lupin joined the conversation.
"We came to get you of course! Don't you remember what we mentioned to you at the station? 'If we didn't hear from you three days in a row, we'd send something along.' Well, we thought you might've just been busy, but after waiting two weeks...and nothing, we were going to come check on you personally."
Harry had then instantly remembered their little talk. He felt a little guilty that they were waiting for him to write, but he'd forgotten all about it with Sirius on his mind so often.
"I'm sorry, guys, I've been a little--"Harry stopped and paused, not wanting them to pity him or know how he was feeling,"--a-a little...busy and forgot to write! Yeah--I was busy and forgot to write!"
Lupin eyed him and started to question, Harry felt as if he could see right through his little act. But Lupin stopped and said nothing. Harry had the feeling he felt the same way as he did right now, considering Sirius was his best friend, who happened to be his last remaining school friend, Harry could understand why.
Moody cut in again.
"Come on Potter! We haven't got all night! Get your things and try not to make a sound! We don't want your aunt and uncle getting up in the middle of our escape."
Lupin was now sitting at Harry's desk and had started to write a note. It was addressed to Mr. and Mrs. Dursley.
He got his trunk and Hedwig, and then headed for the door. He was half-way down the hall when he decided to check if he'd gotten everything. Moody was yelling for him to hurry, because Uncle Vernon had made a loud grunting sound as if he was awake. He felt around for his mirror, but couldn't find it in his trunk. Panic struck his face.
Lupin was in front of Harry helping him with his things.
"What's wrong Harry? Forget something?"
"Yes I did. I've got to go get it!"
His uncle had made another grunting sound and could hear him get out of bed (probably to get a drink from his and Petunia's own bathroom).
At the sound of this Lupin stopped Harry, "No Harry, you might wake your aunt and uncle. We can't take that risk! You'll just have to wait till next summer to see it again."
"NO! I'm not waiting! I can't wait that long, it's important to me!"
Harry dropped his trunk, and it almost hit the floor and slid down the steps, but Lupin hurried to stop it. Harry was running back from his room clutching his photo album and mirror. He was trying to hide what had been so important from Lupin, but he'd already seen. He'd noticed the familiar mirror that he'd used in school a few times and knew it was from Sirius.
Lupin smiled a little and started to say something, but stopped immediately. Harry imagined he would have said, "I understand Harry, I wouldn't wait till summer to have those again," but Lupin didn't say another word, because Uncle Vernon seemed to be up and about.
Moody and Harry were now waiting for Lupin outside, who was setting the note he'd written to Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia in the kitchen.
They hopped on their brooms and flew into the starry night sky. Harry couldn't help but grin. Getting out of Number 4 Privet Drive was wonderful no matter what mood you were in.
"So, where are we going, anyway? The Burrow? Hogwarts?" Harry excitedly asked.
"No," replied Moody matter-of-factly, "we aren't going to either of those places."
Harry put his head down, not grinning anymore. He knew where they were going without even having to ask, now. It was the last place on Earth the Harry wanted to be right now.
As thought, Harry's guess was correct.
"We are going back to Grimmauld Place. It's much safer there and that's where Dumbledore requested that you go, even if Dursley's place is safer." replied Moody.
"Oh...I guess that's better..." sighed Harry.
Moody was in front leading not able to see Harry's expression, and Lupin was flying beside Harry. Lupin could tell Harry wasn't too happy about this at once after Harry's grin was wiped from his face at the hearing of what Moody had just said.
"It will only be for a little while. Plus, you can see Ron and Hermione again!" added Lupin.
Harry hadn't even thought to write to them. He felt a little guilty, because they had wrote him quite a bit, he just didn't feel like writing, or even to talking to anyone for that matter. But he thought it might be better to tell them a little bit that was on his mind, it might make him feel better.
No longer had Harry thought of this, he heard a voice up ahead, "Get ready to land, we're here!"
They all landed and walked Harry, along with his things, up to the front door of the last place on Earth that Harry wanted to be.
