Fan fiction. ADVERTENCIAS: los personajes son marca registrada de Warner Brothers y JK Rowling. NO ME PERTENECEN. Este fan fic está en inglés porque los libros los leí en ese idioma y no quiero arriesgarme a traducir los nombres mal. These characters are a registered trademark of Warner Brothers and JK Rowling, they do not belong to me. This fan fic is written in the English Language because I read the books in that language and I don't want to translate any name or spell wrongly. PERD"N SI ENCUENTRAN ALGÚN ERROR YA SEA DE ORTOGRAFÍA COMO DE GRAMÁTICA. I APOLOGIZE FOR ANY MISTAKE YOU MAY FIND.
Chapter 1: "Privet Drive"
It was a hot summer night and a skinny boy was sitting alone in a flowerbed outside number 4 Privet Drive. He was a dark haired bespectacled boy with quite messy hair. He was playing with a snow-white owl in the flowerbed. He was quite different from all the boys in the neighbourhood, he was an experienced wizard, and he was famous in his world. He was Harry Potter, the boy who lived. However, for the neighbours, he was a freak...
Inside number 4 there were two people talking, they were Harry's least favourite relatives. "What are we going to do with the boy, Petunia?" asked uncle Vernon.
"I don't know, really, it's a pity his murderer relative died." Said aunt Petunia in a hollow voice.
"We could've got rid of him within seconds!"
"Yeah, but, don't worry if we get lucky, there will be another pair of dementoids this year, and he'll be killed for sure"
"Shhh, darling we might be overheard by the neighbours"
"Sorry, Petunia dear"
Harry, who was sitting on the flowerbed, was trying hard not to think about anything to do with his godfather Sirius, or his murderer relative, as aunt Petunia and uncle Vernon called him. A Death Eater, Bellatrix Lestrange, had killed Sirius the previous week; he had "accidentally" fallen inside a strange archway. Harry was staring blankly to the sky when he heard his name; someone was whispering his name through the darkened street.
"Who's there?"
"Harry, come here"
"Who's there?" When the whisperer tripped over a bin, Harry realized at last that it was Tonks, a girl that always seemed to be tripping over something.
"What are you doing here, Tonks?" Said Harry while he helped her to get to her feet.
Harry looked at his watch and it was ten to nine.
"HEY, KID, COME BACK HERE!" Roared uncle Vernon. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING! Don't you care about anything, what if the neighbours see you?"
"They won't care about your boring existence, you overgrown muggle!" Said Tonks fiercely.
"Who are you anyway?" Asked Vernon
"You know me, I threatened you on King's Cross, but I could tell you were too scared to remember a name as difficult as mine... which is none of your business by the way"
"Anyway, what are you doing here Tonks?" Asked Harry. "Is everything all right?"
"I'm here to check on you"
"Why? Is anything odd going on?"
"No, but it seems that Lupin doesn't seem to trust on these muggles"
"He's right, but why can't I go with you and the others?" Asked Harry tentatively "That would solve the problem"
"You can now, that's why I've come all the way to here, and I'm taking you to you know where".
"Really?"
"Nah, just joking... yes! Dah! Of course, it is true! In fact, I've got something you might like back there"
"What is it?"
"Won't tell you 'till we get there"
"But... where are the others? Won't anybody escort me?"
"Don't get all emotional, Potter, we'll escort you, so you won't wet your pants!" Said an invisible voice. A second later, Moody and Lupin had appeared; they had been obviously hiding under an invisibility cloak.
"What happened? Why are you taking me away? Not that I'm not happy, but, admit it, it's quite dodgy..."
"There's something you need to know, boy, stop talking and questioning me, and go and grab your stuff," Said Moody. Harry glanced at Lupin, he gave him a little nod, and Harry beckoned him inside the house.
"You're not entering my house!" Roared Uncle Vernon.
"Watch me" Said Tonks. Suddenly Tonks seemed rather aggressive. She was a bit aggressive with Uncle Vernon, but not that aggressive...
"Wait a second... I have to make sure it's you..." Said Harry.
"Ask anything, Potter, but hurry up." Said Moody.
"What did Sirius give me before leaving at the end of Christmas holidays?" He asked Lupin.
"A two-way mirror" Lupin answered.
"With whom did Sirius use it?"
"Your father..."
"And when and what did they use it for?"
"They used it when they had detention in separate rooms to communicate with each other"
"And finally what's Ron's favourite food?"
"Any meal is good for him..."
"Ha-ha, that's good enough." Said Harry.
Then he realized it was really Tonks... she had already tripped over the garbage.
"Ok, let me pack and I'm ready to go" Harry was happier than ever. "Are we flying there?" "No, we're apparating." Said Moody
"Err... I can't apparate yet..."
"Dumbledore has got us a special order, and we have a port key" Answered Lupin quietly.