CHAPTER SIX
Harry woke in the hospital wing and looked up at the clock which read eleven o'clock. With a gasp Harry pulled up his night shirt with bandaged hands and found dozens of red spots an his stomach. Harry almost sobbed, was it all a dream? Was Voldemort still out there? The room filled up quickly, it seemed every teacher, and Order member was suddenly packed into the room.
"I still have Dragon Spots?" Harry asked, wide eyed.
"How do you know you have Dragon Spots?" Madam Pomfrey asked.
"Because of a dream...is Voldemort dead?" Harry sat up quickly causing a wave of dizziness to pass over him. Dumbledore smiled.
"Yes my, boy. And we owe it to you." Dumbledore smiled. People in the background were crying.
"What about the Death Eaters?" Harry asked, wide eyed. It hadn't been a dream! It was real, REAL!
"Arrested and in Azkaban under Auror guard." Moody spoke in a strange calm manor, Harry had never heard from him before. Harry sighed in relief, he wanted to cry, but alone.
"So does this mean I don't have to go to the Dursleys?"
"Absolutely not! You will be coming home with us!" Mrs. Weasley spoke. Harry grinned.
He was finally going to get a chance to start a new life, a hopefully normal one. Yeah right, like his life could ever be normal!
Harry fell asleep with a peaceful smile.
The End
