Note from the authors: There are 4 of us but with jerky boyfriends (and
girlfriend) and computer hogging brothers, it's hard to get it done longer,
but we'll try a lot harder. You're right they are a tad bit to short. Okay,
maybe they're a lot shorter than they should be. WHATEVA! We'll try harder.
Well enjoy this chapter. Thanks for reviewing we'll do better next time and
make Hagrid smarter. Signed,
Hpluvas
The Journey to the Noble House
Harry was thinking about his empty stomach. It was last year all over again, with the cat door as his only way of getting food, and the bathroom brakes. Harry wanted nothing more than a huge juicy stake. But with the extreme doubt that the Dursley's would give him one, all his hopes were lost. Except for one. Harry still had the "advance guard" to get him away from the Dursley's. He couldn't wait to leave. You couldn't imagine how lonely he was.
It was during the time he was supposed to get his cat-door lunch when the phone rang. Harry's enormous Uncle Vernon came storming into his room looking quite harassed.
"You have 3 minutes," barked Uncle Vernon as he handed Harry the phone.
"Hello?" asked Harry into the phone
"Harry," came the voice of Molly Weasley, "The guard should be there to pick you up very soon, okay? Don't worry about any thing. Don't tell the muggles that we're coming. Do you understand me?"
"Yes," said Harry quickly.
"DO NOT LEAVE THE HOUSE!" said Mrs. Weasley, half shouting, "DO NOT TELL THE MUGGLES DO YOU UNDERSTAND IT'S VERY IMPORTANT."
"Yes," said Harry hurriedly.
"Good to talk to you dear, we'll see you soo-" she was cut off by a large hand snatching the phone from him and storming downstairs with it.
Harry's heart sunk because he couldn't even say "hi" to Ron, but then he realized that he'd see him later. Then Harry's stomach dropped because he also realized that Mrs. Weasley didn't tell him when he'd be picked up.
Harry had never felt so lonely in his life as he did that day. Then, a few hours after the call, some one wearing a long, black cloak rushed through his bedroom door. "Pack your things, Harry, quickly!" came the raspy voice of none other than Remus Lupin. Harry was so confused; he just stood there for a moment, stunned.
"What do you think you're doing?" Harry said quickly, "What about the muggles? Did they see you?"
"Of course not, Harry," said Lupin in a would-be-calm voice; "I put an Ignoratus charm on them, they didn't see us when we walked in, and they won't when we walk out. Now pack your things." But Harry wasn't satisfied yet; he needed to know what in the world was going on.
"Who's 'us'?" Harry stammered, "what is an 'Ignoratus charm'? What is going on?"
"Look, we don't have a lot of time; the charm will wear off soon, and we have a very tight schedule to stick to, so please just pack your things, Harry!" he begged.
Harry quickly did as he was told and followed Lupin downstairs to see a group of witches and wizards all watching amazedly at the Dursley's watch television. The group included Tonks, Mad-eye Moody, and a few others that Harry didn't know.
All he knew for sure was that they were here to take him to Number Twelve. Harry didn't know how he felt exactly. He kind of felt happy because he was leaving the Dursley's, and yet there was the pain of Grimmauld place. He couldn't possibly go back to the place where all the hurt in the world was kept.
The spell on Dudley had worn off. Suddenly, Dudley looked around and saw everyone in the room. The look that was on his face was enough to make Harry laugh; he didn't because everyone was staring at Dudley in the same way.
"Don't worry guys, its only my cousin, Dudley," Harry said to break the silence and tension.
"I'll just put the spell back on," started Lupin, but was cut off by Dudley's cries and screams.
"NOOOOOOOOOO!" Dudley screamed and ran into the kitchen, as a refuge, with his arms flailing madly in the air.
Harry was nearly rolling on the floor with laughter. This was just the thing to cheer him up. Harry being able to torture Dudley without even touching him, and the best part was that Aunt petunia and Uncle Vernon couldn't do anything or even hear Dudley scream.
But why did the spell wear off on only Dudley? How come Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon are still under the trance? Apparently, Harry wasn't the only one thinking about that. Everyone was looking at the Dursley's in bewilderment.
"What happened?" said Harry with a slight tone of amusement.
"Dunno. What did happen Remus? Are you sure you put a strong enough charm on them?" said Tonks teasing Lupin.
"Of course I did. Maybe the spell went haywire when it reached him. I really and seriously don't know why it happened. There are a few explanations," Lupin said, sounding as though he was explaining the situation to himself, rather than everyone else.
"I was just joking Remus, calm down. What are we going to do about the muggle kid?" said Tonks.
"Well, I would've put the spell back on him, but he already knows we're here, so that would be pointless. Hmmm, let's see," said Lupin thinking out loud, "Maybe we could, no that wouldn't work. Oh, I don't know, but what I do know is we have better get out of here now."
"I agree with Remus. We should get out of here before the other two know we're here," began Mad-Eye when Uncle Vernon turned around and saw people.
"WHAT ARE YOU PEOPLE DOING IN MY HOUSE?!!!! I WANT YOU OUT NOW!!!!!!!" bellowed Uncle Vernon, with spit spraying everywhere. Suddenly, he stopped because he realized just who those "people" were.
"How dare you bring them in here?" hissed Uncle Vernon, hoping no one but Harry heard him, "The last thing I want is to be turned into a toad!"
Harry knew that his uncle meant magical kind when he said "them" and Harry could also tell by his tone that Uncle Vernon was scared. Harry didn't know whether to tell everyone to go or to tell Uncle Vernon to shut-up. Harry knew, either way, when he came back next summer there would be consequences.
"Look here, muggle," Moody said as his magic eye turned backward toward the kitchen, "Unless you want to be turned into a toad, you better shut-up and get out of our way, now!"
At this, Uncle Vernon turned to Aunt Petunia and said, "Petunia dear, do you believe what you're hearing." But she did not respond to him so he waved his hands furiously in her face. Horrified he said, "What did you do to my wife?"
"We didn't do anything. Well, actually, it's a very simple process; we put an Ignoratus charm on you, oh, what am I doing explaining magic to a muggle," said Tonks tauntingly.
At this, Harry burst out laughing, when he noticed everyone was staring at him, he quickly stifled his laughter, and said embarrassingly, "Sorry about that." When someone came bustling out of the kitchen door. It was Dudley being chased by Lupin.
"AHH! Leave me alone! Dad! Mum! HELP!" Dudley screamed with panic in his voice, "He's trying to hurt me!"
"I'm not trying to hurt you! Just stay still! Oh what's the point? He already knows we're here," said Lupin in a weary tone.
Dudley ran to his mother expecting a warm embrace from her but the embrace never came. He stared at her, transfixed with a look of pure horror on his face as his father, with his arms still stretched out for a hug. He then turned to look at his father and muttered something that sounded like 'mommy'.
Harry thought that was really funny, but didn't want to laugh and embarrass himself again like the last time. There was an eerie silence, but was broken by the outburst of Dudley's wails.
"I'm going to go get Harry's trunk." Tonks said horridly as she left the room, leaving the rest of them to deal with Dudley. Harry noticed her check her watch and whisper something to Lupin before going upstairs.
About five minutes later Tonks came back down with the trunk and whispered something to Lupin. Harry noticed Lupin check his watch and then whisper something to Moody. He then checked his watch and whispered something to the witch next to him. The whispering and checking of watches rolled over the group.
Soon Harry was curious enough to ask them, "What's going on?"
"We'll tell you later Harry," one of the other witches said.
"What's the point of hiding it from him. He'll find out in two minutes anyway. Harry we'll be taking a Portkey. It'll be you're trunk," said Moody pausing to look at his watch, "Okay people, we've got one minute left. Let's all surround the trunk before anyone is left behind. Hopefully we can leave before the other muggle wakes up." He pointed to Aunt Petunia.
Everyone surrounded Harry's trunk and grabbed some part of it. Tonks looked at her watch again and said, "Thirty seconds left." Harry started counting down the seconds. 20...15...10...5,4,3,2,1. And they were off.
Everything was a swirl of many colors. Then, just as soon as it started, it stopped.
He was back. Back to the noble house of Black. He looked around and saw everyone going into the house. So, he followed after a moment of hesitation. He didn't want to go in but he had to. Where was he going to go if he didn't go in? Nowhere, because he had nowhere to go. The Dursley's house was out of the question; Ron and Hermione were probably already here, so that left him with nothing else.
He stepped into the doorway and beyond. It felt good to be somewhere other than the Dursley's, but when it came to this place he didn't know how he felt. There was happiness and anguish and many more. But, he was back and there was nothing he could do about it now.
Hpluvas
The Journey to the Noble House
Harry was thinking about his empty stomach. It was last year all over again, with the cat door as his only way of getting food, and the bathroom brakes. Harry wanted nothing more than a huge juicy stake. But with the extreme doubt that the Dursley's would give him one, all his hopes were lost. Except for one. Harry still had the "advance guard" to get him away from the Dursley's. He couldn't wait to leave. You couldn't imagine how lonely he was.
It was during the time he was supposed to get his cat-door lunch when the phone rang. Harry's enormous Uncle Vernon came storming into his room looking quite harassed.
"You have 3 minutes," barked Uncle Vernon as he handed Harry the phone.
"Hello?" asked Harry into the phone
"Harry," came the voice of Molly Weasley, "The guard should be there to pick you up very soon, okay? Don't worry about any thing. Don't tell the muggles that we're coming. Do you understand me?"
"Yes," said Harry quickly.
"DO NOT LEAVE THE HOUSE!" said Mrs. Weasley, half shouting, "DO NOT TELL THE MUGGLES DO YOU UNDERSTAND IT'S VERY IMPORTANT."
"Yes," said Harry hurriedly.
"Good to talk to you dear, we'll see you soo-" she was cut off by a large hand snatching the phone from him and storming downstairs with it.
Harry's heart sunk because he couldn't even say "hi" to Ron, but then he realized that he'd see him later. Then Harry's stomach dropped because he also realized that Mrs. Weasley didn't tell him when he'd be picked up.
Harry had never felt so lonely in his life as he did that day. Then, a few hours after the call, some one wearing a long, black cloak rushed through his bedroom door. "Pack your things, Harry, quickly!" came the raspy voice of none other than Remus Lupin. Harry was so confused; he just stood there for a moment, stunned.
"What do you think you're doing?" Harry said quickly, "What about the muggles? Did they see you?"
"Of course not, Harry," said Lupin in a would-be-calm voice; "I put an Ignoratus charm on them, they didn't see us when we walked in, and they won't when we walk out. Now pack your things." But Harry wasn't satisfied yet; he needed to know what in the world was going on.
"Who's 'us'?" Harry stammered, "what is an 'Ignoratus charm'? What is going on?"
"Look, we don't have a lot of time; the charm will wear off soon, and we have a very tight schedule to stick to, so please just pack your things, Harry!" he begged.
Harry quickly did as he was told and followed Lupin downstairs to see a group of witches and wizards all watching amazedly at the Dursley's watch television. The group included Tonks, Mad-eye Moody, and a few others that Harry didn't know.
All he knew for sure was that they were here to take him to Number Twelve. Harry didn't know how he felt exactly. He kind of felt happy because he was leaving the Dursley's, and yet there was the pain of Grimmauld place. He couldn't possibly go back to the place where all the hurt in the world was kept.
The spell on Dudley had worn off. Suddenly, Dudley looked around and saw everyone in the room. The look that was on his face was enough to make Harry laugh; he didn't because everyone was staring at Dudley in the same way.
"Don't worry guys, its only my cousin, Dudley," Harry said to break the silence and tension.
"I'll just put the spell back on," started Lupin, but was cut off by Dudley's cries and screams.
"NOOOOOOOOOO!" Dudley screamed and ran into the kitchen, as a refuge, with his arms flailing madly in the air.
Harry was nearly rolling on the floor with laughter. This was just the thing to cheer him up. Harry being able to torture Dudley without even touching him, and the best part was that Aunt petunia and Uncle Vernon couldn't do anything or even hear Dudley scream.
But why did the spell wear off on only Dudley? How come Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon are still under the trance? Apparently, Harry wasn't the only one thinking about that. Everyone was looking at the Dursley's in bewilderment.
"What happened?" said Harry with a slight tone of amusement.
"Dunno. What did happen Remus? Are you sure you put a strong enough charm on them?" said Tonks teasing Lupin.
"Of course I did. Maybe the spell went haywire when it reached him. I really and seriously don't know why it happened. There are a few explanations," Lupin said, sounding as though he was explaining the situation to himself, rather than everyone else.
"I was just joking Remus, calm down. What are we going to do about the muggle kid?" said Tonks.
"Well, I would've put the spell back on him, but he already knows we're here, so that would be pointless. Hmmm, let's see," said Lupin thinking out loud, "Maybe we could, no that wouldn't work. Oh, I don't know, but what I do know is we have better get out of here now."
"I agree with Remus. We should get out of here before the other two know we're here," began Mad-Eye when Uncle Vernon turned around and saw people.
"WHAT ARE YOU PEOPLE DOING IN MY HOUSE?!!!! I WANT YOU OUT NOW!!!!!!!" bellowed Uncle Vernon, with spit spraying everywhere. Suddenly, he stopped because he realized just who those "people" were.
"How dare you bring them in here?" hissed Uncle Vernon, hoping no one but Harry heard him, "The last thing I want is to be turned into a toad!"
Harry knew that his uncle meant magical kind when he said "them" and Harry could also tell by his tone that Uncle Vernon was scared. Harry didn't know whether to tell everyone to go or to tell Uncle Vernon to shut-up. Harry knew, either way, when he came back next summer there would be consequences.
"Look here, muggle," Moody said as his magic eye turned backward toward the kitchen, "Unless you want to be turned into a toad, you better shut-up and get out of our way, now!"
At this, Uncle Vernon turned to Aunt Petunia and said, "Petunia dear, do you believe what you're hearing." But she did not respond to him so he waved his hands furiously in her face. Horrified he said, "What did you do to my wife?"
"We didn't do anything. Well, actually, it's a very simple process; we put an Ignoratus charm on you, oh, what am I doing explaining magic to a muggle," said Tonks tauntingly.
At this, Harry burst out laughing, when he noticed everyone was staring at him, he quickly stifled his laughter, and said embarrassingly, "Sorry about that." When someone came bustling out of the kitchen door. It was Dudley being chased by Lupin.
"AHH! Leave me alone! Dad! Mum! HELP!" Dudley screamed with panic in his voice, "He's trying to hurt me!"
"I'm not trying to hurt you! Just stay still! Oh what's the point? He already knows we're here," said Lupin in a weary tone.
Dudley ran to his mother expecting a warm embrace from her but the embrace never came. He stared at her, transfixed with a look of pure horror on his face as his father, with his arms still stretched out for a hug. He then turned to look at his father and muttered something that sounded like 'mommy'.
Harry thought that was really funny, but didn't want to laugh and embarrass himself again like the last time. There was an eerie silence, but was broken by the outburst of Dudley's wails.
"I'm going to go get Harry's trunk." Tonks said horridly as she left the room, leaving the rest of them to deal with Dudley. Harry noticed her check her watch and whisper something to Lupin before going upstairs.
About five minutes later Tonks came back down with the trunk and whispered something to Lupin. Harry noticed Lupin check his watch and then whisper something to Moody. He then checked his watch and whispered something to the witch next to him. The whispering and checking of watches rolled over the group.
Soon Harry was curious enough to ask them, "What's going on?"
"We'll tell you later Harry," one of the other witches said.
"What's the point of hiding it from him. He'll find out in two minutes anyway. Harry we'll be taking a Portkey. It'll be you're trunk," said Moody pausing to look at his watch, "Okay people, we've got one minute left. Let's all surround the trunk before anyone is left behind. Hopefully we can leave before the other muggle wakes up." He pointed to Aunt Petunia.
Everyone surrounded Harry's trunk and grabbed some part of it. Tonks looked at her watch again and said, "Thirty seconds left." Harry started counting down the seconds. 20...15...10...5,4,3,2,1. And they were off.
Everything was a swirl of many colors. Then, just as soon as it started, it stopped.
He was back. Back to the noble house of Black. He looked around and saw everyone going into the house. So, he followed after a moment of hesitation. He didn't want to go in but he had to. Where was he going to go if he didn't go in? Nowhere, because he had nowhere to go. The Dursley's house was out of the question; Ron and Hermione were probably already here, so that left him with nothing else.
He stepped into the doorway and beyond. It felt good to be somewhere other than the Dursley's, but when it came to this place he didn't know how he felt. There was happiness and anguish and many more. But, he was back and there was nothing he could do about it now.
