Harry Potter And The Imprisoning War

Copyright: I, The Author do hereby proclaim that I do not own The Harry Potter World. It is owned by J.K. Rowling, Scholastic Books, and The W.B. Enterprises. I DO on the other hand, own a good deal of new things introduced in the book. Although I do not own them right and proper with a copyright. I would ask anyone to use my ideas to ask permission to use them.

Chapter 3: How Long!?

Harry woke with a start, "Wasn't that Uncle Vernon's voice?" he thought.

He rolled out of bed and stood up. He grabbed his wand and entered the top floor landing and crept slowly down the stairs at three steps at a time. He finally jumped on the first floor and flashed his wand at...

"P-Professor Moody, Tonks, Professor Lupin?"

"Boy what were you expecting, Merlin?"

There were three people standing in front of Harry he had known for a few years (except for the girl.) The Eldest looking one was named Alastor "Mad-Eye" Moody. He is (or was) one of the most famous Dark Wizards catcher (named Aurors.) He was named "Mad-Eye" because he lost his eye in his services as an Auror and wore a prosthetic glass eye which moved around madly. Every bit of his skin was scared and a large chunk of his nose was missing. The woman was named Nymphadora Tonks (but considers to be called by her surname.) she was a Metamorphmagus. Meaning she could change her appearance at will. The last one was Remus Lupin, a young but very tired looking wizard. He suffered from Lycanthropy or the disease of turning into a werewolf once a month. Though he is kind enough in human form.

"What are you doing here?!" Harry said in a mixture of very badly held up glee and strong confusion.

"We're here to check up on you" Lupin said, suppressing a grin.

"But why?"

"Good Lord boy!" Mad-Eye said expressed with bewilderment. "haven't you been keeping up on our letters?"

"Of course I have." Harry said. "I only just sent my last owl a night ago."

"What do you mean?" Tonks said. "Your last owl was on July the 21st!"

"And today is the 22nd... isn't it?"

"Boy" Moody said in a slow voice one would use on a mentally retarded person. "How many fingers am I holding up?"

Moody held up two fingers.

"Your holding up two fingers" Harry said, surprised by this action.

"Well I see you haven't grown stupid." Moody said. "It's not the 22nd of July... it's the 14th of AUGUST."

Harry nearly fainted. He was asleep for 22 DAYS?

Harry was in a stupor for nearly a minute until Moody whapped him on the head with his walking stick.

"Wake up boy!"

"Harry" Lupin said calmly. "How come you did not send the letters as planned?"

"I-I was asleep" Harry replied sheepishly

"Asleep! Asleep!?" Tonks said "How could you be asleep for 22 days!?"

"Wait, Listen." Harry said, and he told him about the dream (or whatever it was) about Sirius and the veil.

"You saw Sirius again?" Lupin said in incredulous exclamation.

"Yes" Harry said. "I don't know how it happened but-"

"Dreamius Enchantus Conscientious"

Every one was surprised to hear Moody say this.

"It's an ancient an odd science of the body when the Conscience leaves the body to see a person whom they love dearly who died in a dream. I experienced it when I was eight and saw my grandfather again."

Harry was considering how Moody would be so learned about this subject when this would be in something like Divination.

Harry then heard Uncle Vernon's voice ring out. "Hang on, No one told us that your godfather was dead.

Harry jumped, he had forgotten that the Dursleys were there. Uncle Vernon was standing near the electric fireplace, Aunt Petunia was hiding behind the sofa, and Dudley was hiding in the kitchen. (Though you could see a decent bit of him, considering his wide mass)

Uncle Vernon then placed a look of contempt on his face.

"Well, it's about time that looney got himself killed. Probably got himself drunk then ended up running in front of a train A- AAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Harry was pointing his wand at Uncle Vernon's heart. Oh such rage he had never owned in his heart before then now. He felt such rage he had no idea whatsoever to do to harm Uncle Vernon, either to sever all of his limbs and leave him screaming for death, or to scar him at every bit of his skin and let him bleed to death.

"Don't you ever talk about Sirius like that again you... you... FUCKING BASTARD!!"

Then with almighty force, he uppercut Uncle Vernon's head so forceful there was a loud crick. And Uncle Vernon fell back with a great rumble that shattered several bits of china in the living room.

Dudley, who was hiding in the kitchen, then ran for the back garden door. Aunt Petunia just stood there flabbergasted.

"Harry!"

Lupin had just walked forward and grabbed Harry's fist.

"Stop Harry, you killing your Uncle will not assist in the matter any more than striking me."

"Of course it will." Harry said very annoyed. "He DESERVES to die."

"Harry, listen-"

"There nothing to listen to, Let go of me so I can-"

Lupin then slapped Harry around the head, not strongly, but enough to get his attention.

"Harry, you will listen to me. Murder is not a remedy for any thing in this matter. If you kill this man, you will only get more and more angry finally end up murdering like Voldemort, listen to my advice now or you will end up a marked and bedamned man."

And with those magic words, Harry saw sense and lowered his hand.

"Good man" Moody said. "Now besides checking up on you." We also have some things to give you."

Tonks then took out stack of letters and Lupin took out a few packages.

"And also" Tonks said. "Happy late Birthday."

End Chapter Hello again! Yes I know that there was some above PG-13 language in here and I am deeply sorry. I am also sorry for taking so long, But with school exams, (Long live the Students Revolution!) my parents off for Vegas (Just left today!) and all the end of year activities, it's been ruddy hell for me. But I'll do what I can, Please review and read and God Bless You and Your Families.