Authors Note:

I don't know whether the car thing I said is true, it's just my Dad said something like that, and I just decided to add it in, sorry if I'm wrong lolz, R&R, thanks. Also, can I just say that I do not own Harry Potter or anything and that 'The thin blue line' is the title of a comedy series so I don't own it either . I know that the thing at the Burrow (tries really hard not to spoil) is kind of harsh but I thought that maybe it would make a bit of a change...(Or so I thought)

Chapter 2 – A soft spot for Harry and the thin blue line

Harry sat on his bed and frowned, he'd been waiting all day for Ron's letter and, it was starting to get a bit boring. Now that he had more freedom at Privet Drive, it was annoying, to have to wait in his room all day, he didn't want to have another neighbour seeing him with an owl and letter. Also, he didn't really want to face Dudley's taunts about how awful Harry had behaved the other day. He groaned. What would be taking Ron so long? Harry thought about Fred and George wanting to give him news. Had they decided to go back to Hogwarts? But then, were they the type of people to decide to go back?

He thought about the little chat his Aunt and Uncle had that night. They were unlike anytime they've ever seen them before; he wondered why Petunia had wanted to talk to him at all. Even Siri-

Oh come on you've got to speak of him some timeHarry thought. He gulped

Even Sirius had never spoken to him like that. Harry felt soreness in his throat about to erupt but he swallowed hard. He wasn't going to cry, he was sixteen,he didn't need to. Harry felt a pang of loneliness. Just in time, Pig appeared at his window hooting wildly like he always did. Harry opened it and Pig immediately shot in dropping the letter on his bed and going over to Hedwig, as if to say hello.

Harry ripped open the letter and read;

Dear Harry,

I talked to my folks and they said they can pick you up tomorrow at night, ask your Aunt and Uncle to see if it's ok to go there. (I made my Dad promise to go by muggle car, so not to scare them).

Hermione should be coming the next day and Dumbledore will be coming to talk to us (god knows why.)Fred and George can't wait to tell you their news and everything. It's not really that exciting, but they insist they tell you themselves.

Lee Jordan is also coming to stay, since he hasn't seen Fred and George in ages. So it will be rather cramped but Mum says it shouldn't be a problem. Hermione's been acting really weird I think she's going out with that Krum guy and has been meeting him and sending him letters .

See you at noon tomorrow,

Ron

Harry punched the air with happiness. He was finally getting out of Privet Drive, and Dumbledore's allowing him to see the Burrow. Everything seemed a lot better. Harry couldn't help but laugh at Ron's reaction of Hermione's behaviour. He tried not to tell himself it was something to do with jealousy.

Harry finally went downstairs and went out, in the middle of the day, to have a walk. It was a beautiful summer's day and although it smelt strongly of cats, Harry decided to visit Mrs. Figg. The Dursleys were having lunch so they wouldn't see where he went. He knocked on the front door and as Mrs. Figg opened it the familiar smell seemed to be more welcoming then before.

"Oh hello Harry, dear," she said, letting him in. "You know this is the first time you've visited me of your own accord."

Harry smiled and decided not to answer the embarrassing question.

"Well, I came to say goodbye really, I'm leaving tomorrow" said Harry eventually, as she made tea.

"Ah that's nice, staying with Molly are you dear?"

"Yeah,"

"Well I hope you have fun." she said while handing him a cup of tea and sitting down opposite him.

They talked for a while and Mrs. Figg introduced him to all her cats again, then he came to a rather little black and white one, following the others.

"I don't think I've seen him before," said Harry.

"Well, yes he's new, just a kitten, I can't keep him of course, I just took him in," she said looking at the cat lovingly. "Well, that is where you could do me a favour"

"Huh?" said Harry.

"Well I wondered, if you could look after him for a few days, Molly was going to take him in for some time and wondered whether you'd like him, he's not hard to look after, but he's good company, maybe while your owl would be away"

Harry thought about it for a moment and decided he should try and to some sort of good deed before he left.

"Ok, can I collect him when I'm leaving, because the Dursleys might not let me –."

"Yes, ok thanks, Harry you won't regret it, he's a cheeky little thing, always getting into trouble"

Harry watched as the kitten played; he jabbed at his own tail not realising it was his, and bolting up every time he jabbed at it, then running after it again.

Harry said goodbye soon after and decided he better go back to the house. He didn't want the Dursley's yelling at him all through the night. He wanted to get some sleep this time, especially for tomorrow.

Harry woke the next day at 7am, he got ready, and even washed his hair in hope it might not look so ruffled (he decided it was his father's fault for ruffling his hair on purpose and then passing it on to Harry.). He didn't get breakfast, even though Petunia had planted a banana on a plate and gave it to him.

After 'Breakfast' he went upstairs and packed all his stuff, and got Hedwig in her cage. He then put them ready in the hallway. He didn't have a coat, but it was hot any way so it didn't matter. Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia and Dudley, sat stiffly in the living room, all with stricken looks on their faces. They sat there staring at the fireplace, not sure what to say, and half expecting it to blow up at any moment. Harry sat on his trunk in the hall and waited, head, supported by his hands. He waited till 11:45 and then went round to Mrs. Figg.

He knocked on her door and patiently waited. Soon after, Mrs.Figg. appeared and smiled in welcome. Held in her hand were a cat carrier and a bag full of food and things he needed.

"Hello Harry dear." she said. "Everything's in the bag, he doesn't really have a name, I suppose you can choose that"

"Yeah ok," said Harry. He said good bye to her and took the bag and cat carrier. He turned around to see Mr. Weasley parking his car in between a tiny space. Harry walked quickly to them waving to stop, in case they crashed the car in front or behind.

"Oh bother this." said Mr Weasley. He muttered a spell and the other two cars jumped out of the way so he was parked neatly by the road.

"Harry!" Ron exclaimed, waving from a window.

"Hey!" Harry replied.

"What you got there Harry." chorused Fred and George.

"Cool! Its a cat!" Ron said. "What it's name, is it a boy or girl?"

"Umm it's a boy" said Harry, and then, just as he was about to explain he didn't have a name, an idea hit him. "His name is Sirius"

Ron's grin vanished in the recognition of the name, he smile weakly instead. "Oh, err...that's nice"

"Molly's at home, making dinner Harry." said Mr Weasley. "Are you going to get your things, shall I go say hello to your guardians?"

"Umm, no offence, Mr Weasley, but I don't think they'd want to"

"Fair enough, fair enough, weird muggles are."

The door of the Dursleys opened and Aunt Petunia appeared behind it. She took a deep breath and walked down the garden path, slowly opened the front gate, neatly, closing it behind her again. She walked up the pavement to the car and turned to Mr. Weasley. She took another deep breath.

"H-hello." she said shyly, sounding like a little girl. The other 3 red heads in the back stared at her in curiosity.

"I understand that you are Harry's, friend's father, it's (she took another nervous deep breath),it's nice to meet you, again." She held out her hand towards him, and he shook it through the window.

He smiled at her, seeing this seemed to be a big step for her. Her eyes narrowed as she spotted the cat carrier but decided to try and ignore it. She then turned to Harry,

"Very Well Harry, I suppose you'll be off, have you got all your stuff?" and that she glanced at the carrier again, trying to look without anyone noticing.

"Umm, I'll go get them now" said Harry, his face an expression of pure bewilderment. He disappeared in the front door, and for a moment Petunia tried to gather her thoughts. Last night, she had thought way into her past, and remembered a little scrap that had not been thrown out by her hate for the magic people. It was of her and Lily about 5, she was scared of going down the slide and so, Lily, went round to the bottom and said; "Don't worry, I'm here at the bottom,"

She plucked up all her courage (like she did now,) and went down the slide awaiting a big hug from her sister at the bottom.

"See? That wasn't that bad was it?" Lily had said.

Petunia, realised that she couldn't fight the fact her sister was who she was. She used to think her sister had changed, but then she realised, that she hadn't changed at all, she just had a different lifestyle, and couldn't help it, just took it positively, like she always had done with her life

Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of Harry heaving his trunk and owl cage up the pavement towards the car. She watched him, and when he arrived beside her, she looked deep into her eyes to see no other than Lily in his eyes. She let out a gasp, but Harry didn't flinch, he was used to them.

"Where shall I put my trunk Mr Weasley?" he asked, ignoring her fixated gaze.

"Umm in the boot," he replied. He lifted a lever beside his seat, and the boot opened,

Petunia was relieved to know that all cars had this mechanism. Harry stuffed his trunk in and the bag of cat stuff. He let Sirius out of his carrier to roam around the car, making friends with Fred and George, while Ron offered to hold Hedwig. He then shut the boot, and turned to Petunia, not surprised to see her still staring at him.

"Well, bye then" said Harry, and he turned to get into the car. But felt a bony hand on his shoulder

"H-Harry?" she said, he turned, this time in utter surprise.

She brought him into a hug while saying,

"Have a safe journey; we'll see you soon,"

She let go of him, and he stared at her, yet again. She looked back into his eyes, not seeing Harry, the weirdo, but Lily's son, her nephew, the only one she has.

They arrived in the Burrow that evening, to at the smell of a delicious dinner; they sat down to a lovely feast, which Mrs. Weasley had made especially for his arrival, insisting that The Dursleys didn't feed him enough.

"Hermione will be coming tomorrow; we've given her parents directions." said Ron.

"Yes, did you know, Harry, that muggle cars, now have this thing in their car that tells them where to go, exactly as they're driving" said Mr Weasley. "Ingenious, isn't Harry?"

"Err,yeah." said Harry, remembering, how the one Mr Dursley had, broke and since his whole car was electronic, it wouldn't move, in the middle of the motorway.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door and, as it did, the Weasley's clock did something it had never done beforeâ€a little window opened and out of it, came a little figurine, of what looked like, a policeman

"Oh dear" said Mrs. Weasley. She stood up and with a swish of her wand, all magical objects in the room disappeared, and Harry assumed, they all disappeared in the rest of the house as well.

"Arthur," she said, "Don't say a thing"

She went to the front door and answered it. Before her, stood a muggle policeman.

"Excuse me ma'm." he said.

"Yes?" she said.

"A gentlemen reported to have been walking past your, err, house, and heard a rather large, bang. We have been given permission, to search your house."

"Err,we?" said Mrs. Weasley, rather anxiously.

"That's right, me and my two colleague's here." he said, as he made his way through the door.

"Umm, ok," she said, glancing a worried look at Mr. Weasley, who was looking at the policemen who had entered rather eagerly

They went upstairs, after searching that main floor as, the others sat nervously at the table.

"Let's just hope the ghoul behaves" Ron whispered into Harry's ear. Harry nodded, if he made a sound, they would be in big trouble.

Everyone sat in silence. The only sound was of footsteps upstairs, and mutterings, of them going through the house. Mrs. Weasley had a fixated glare on her face, towards Fred and George as they exchanged many worried looks.

Suddenly there was a loud bang and a cackle. Harry instantly stood up, his scar searing with pain. He didn't know what had caused the reflex, but he knew, he had to follow the men. He was just about to put his foot on the first step, wand in his hand, when the policemen came thundering down. His face was of pure panic.

"Attic.people.something" he said, he then looked at Harry.

"Erm,I collect sticks" said Harry, realising how stupid that sounded.

"I-I, I'm gonna get you all in jail, just you wait" he said and was about to run to the door, when Dumbledore appeared in front of him. He gasped and fainted. The other two police came down at the sound of the thud and were about to take a gun from their inside pockets, when Dumbledore muttered a spell and they also fell to the floor. He then waved his wand over the three bodies and they disappeared.

"Worry not," he said." Their memories are erased.

Everyone let out a sigh of relief, except Harry. He was still staring up the stairs, the cackling still continuous. He wasn't sure whether to sit down, or to bolt upstairs to check everything was in place. What had come over him?

"You two are in trouble..." Ginny sang at Fred and George as their mother stood up, face reddening, any second about to

"WHAT DID I TELL YOU?" she bellowed, instantly breaking up Harry's thoughts as he hastily sat down, Dumbledore gazed at him carefully

"I'M FED UP WITH ALL YOUR BUMPS AND BANGS WITH THOSE RUDDY THIGNS YOU CALL 'EXPERIMENTS', YOU BETTER GET RID OF THEM THIS MINUTE, OR I'LL DO IT FOR YOU!" she bellowed again, and she stormed out of the room.

"Well, I just have a few things to say and then I'll be off" said Dumbledore. Harry could've sworn his cheeks were slightly redder than usual, as if embarrassed of having to be in the middle of the scene. "I've come here just to assure you that Harry should be safe here, but I must stress Harry that you must not do any magic. Whenever you do magic Harry, it takes away a bit of your energy and, for now; you must save it for later on"

"What do you mean, later on?" Harry said, perplexed.

"Trust in me Harry, and everything will be ok."

"But there you go again, not telling me anything."

"I know it's hard to see, but this is different"

Harry felt the anger start bubble in side him; he had gone through so much without knowing and it didn't help before. He thought Dumbledore was going to tell him everything about himself from now on, but it seemed nothing had changed

"Explain to me how this is different." said Harry, trying to sound calm, and control his anger.

"This isn't based on you Harry; it's based on, someone else." Dumbledore replied, picking his words carefully.

"Who then? Voldemort?" said Harry ignoring the winces, and the little yelp that escaped Ginny's mouth. "'Cause somehow I feel we've been over this?"

"Now Harry, don't argue, especially not with someone like Professor Dumbledore here" said Mr Weasley rather quietly.

"S-Sorry." mumbled Harry, looking at his feet, for some reason he always had trouble controlling his anger. I suppose that's to do with Voldemort as wellhe thought darkly.

"No need to apologise, I understand this is a bit difficult to ask." Dumbledore said.

"No it's ok," said Harry quietly. "Umm, I guess I better be getting my stuff unpacked"

He turned and slowly walked up the stairs, but then he stopped, remembering something

"Err, sir?" he said turning his head. "Do I still have to take Occlumency?"

He shuddered as he said the word almost like the Weasley's behaved towards the word 'Voldemort'.

"I don't think so, Voldemort (there was another yelp and a few gasps) doesn't really need anything from you any more." said Dumbledore.

Except my life Harry thought.

"Except that, of course." said Dumbledore, as if to show him why he needed Occlumency in the first place.

Harry managed a weak smile, before heading up the stairs.

"I'll come with you" said Ron.

The both walked in silence until they got to the guest room.

"After you," said Ron, trying to sound cheerful.

"Thanks" said Harry.

He turned the knob, and opened the door, before stepping inside. There, he was welcomed, by the hoot of Hedwig and Sirius ran over to him and jumped into his arms

"Aww, hello." he said, feeling slightly more cheerful, as he grinned at the kitten that was pawing at his chest playfully.

"Someone missed you," said Ron, feeling a bit more relaxed himself.

"Yeah, which is weird, because we hardly spent time together at all." said Harry.

They unpacked his stuff and Harry gave Sirius an old sock he seemed to take a liking to. In the end, they closed the now nearly empty trunk and put it in the corner.

"Oh,wait" Harry said, he put his wand inside and locked the trunk; he then gave Ron the key. "Under no circumstances, are you to give this back to me k?"

"Umm ok, I didn't really think you'd be so-."

"Obedient?" said Harry, Ron gave him a withering look. "It's ok I'm a bit surprised my self but I have to do this, if it's for someone else don't I?"

"Yeah I suppose" said Ron. "Right well its 10:30, I'm going to head for my bed"

He chuckled at his own rhyme, before leaving.

Harry sunk into the comfy bed and Sirius crawled up beside him, as they both fell asleep.

Author's Note: Just to say, I know it may seem Sirius is kind of stealing Harry off Hedwig, type thing, but it's only temporary, don't worry. (Oops, shouldn't' have said that) But yeah, hope that was ok, hope it wasn't too weird you know it took from noon to 10:30 to get there, have dinner and unpack, but oh well, maybe you didn't notice . R&R thanks.