Chapter 3 – Get Away

That morning Harry felt a lot better. He forgot everything that had happened over the past couple of weeks, except for Luna and the good times. Luna and her father are going to take him to Diagon Alley, and then they were going to book a room at the Leaky Cauldron till school starts. Harry was also really excited about hearing some news, good news that might have happened over the summer. Maybe, just maybe Voldemort is dead. Maybe I can have one peaceful school year. Harry thought hopefully. Then his smile started to fade. No, that can't have happened. I have to defeat him…ME! Stupid prophecy.

Harry heard a knock at the door. He quickly jumped off of the bed at which he was staring at the leak stain on his ceiling. He whipped the door open and ran down the stairs. Stopped just before the door and fixed his shirt, he wanted to make a good impression with the person who was taking him away…finally. He then slowly opened the door to see Luna and her father standing there. "Hello!" said a mellow, deep, chipper voice. "Hi, you must be Mr. Lovegood." Harry added. "You can call me Luero, Harry."

"O – Kay, Luario."

"No, it's Loo-air-o"

"Okay, Luero come in. I'm just going to run up stairs to get my suitcase." Harry said as they stepped into the hallway. Harry slowly closed the door, and headed towards the stairs.

"Wait, I'll come with you." Luna added very soft and sweet.

"Okay come on." Harry said with a smile. They both headed up the stairs. Then Harry realized that Luero was still standing in the hallway. "Oh sorry Luero, you can just go into the living room and sit."

"Okay, thanks, don't take to long." Luero said.

"We won't daddy." Luna added quite annoyed. She turned back to Harry. They started back up the stairs. Dudley had his head popped out the door. "DA-AD, HARRY BROUGHT THAT GIRL BACK AGAIN!" Before Harry could safely deliver Luna into his bedroom Vernon came stammering out of his room, his face a violent shade of violet. "I TOLD YOU NOT TO BRING THAT GIRL TO THIS HOUSE AGAIN."

"Uncle Ver…."

"DON'T YOU UNCLE VERNON ME, YOUNG MAN JUST BECAUSE YOU'RE AUNT PROMISED SOMETHING DOSENT MEAN I HAVE TO BE NICE TO YOU! YOU ROTTEN LITLE…" Vernon wasn't able to finish his sentence because there was a loud 'POP' and Luero was standing in between Harry and Vernon.

"Excuse me Sir, but did you say something about my dearest Luna." Luna added an annoying little "Da-ad." Vernon was surprised by the appearance of this mysterious man in front of him, but soon gained his attitude.

"Excuse me Sir, bUT WHO ARE YOU!" Vernon added changing his tone very quickly.

"Sorry, my name is Luero, Editor of the Quibbler. Who are you my violet headed friend?"

"My name is Vernon Dursley and what is the Quibbler?"

"It is a very interesting tabloid. Would you like to see it?"

"Well not real…" Vernon couldn't finish her sentence because there was yet another loud 'POP' and Luero was holding The Quibbler which was the same one that Harry had an interview for.

"Could you please stop with the popping and the appearing and the popping and the things PLEASE?" Vernon added quite flustered.

"Here," Luero started to say while handing the tabloid to Vernon. "you should read it. Your nephew is the star of this one, quite an interesting story."

"FINE!" Vernon said while shaking and snatching the tabloid out of Luero's hands. "NOW PLEASE GET OUT!"

"Uncle Vernon, They have to wait for me to get my suitcase." Harry said.

"Well then," he added very harshly, "HURRY UP!"

"Okay. Luero, please go wait in the living room." Harry said ignoring Vernon's shaking get worse and his face even more violet. "I'll be down in a sec."

Then he turned to Luna, "Come on." And yet again he unthinkingly grabbed her hand and guided her towards his room. "Wow, I'm going to be in the famous Harry Potter's room." Luna said sarcastically. "Every girl in school will so jealous." After saying this she let out a giggle. Harry just gave her a big smile.

When they entered his room it looked the same as always except for his trunk on his bed and his drawers empty.

He grabbed the trunk with Luna helping out by carrying the back.

"Oh my, your trunk is heavier than mine, and I'm a girl."

"Shut up!"

"Fine."

They headed off down the stairs. When they reached the bottom they saw Luero on one side of the room in a chair, and all three Dursley's sitting on the coach on the opposite side of the room. Petunia and Dudley looked terrified Vernon just looked violet, as always.

"Well have a happy year." Harry said peppily as he headed towards the door, Luna and Luero soon following after.

"Yes, I'm sure we will…" Vernon said as he walked out the door, when the door closed he added, "…because your gone!"

They headed of down the road, Harry was happy he was finally going to be able to find out something anything that had happened in the wizarding world over the summer.

"So…" Harry started to say after about ten minutes of walking down the road. His arms were getting tired from carrying the trunk, but didn't want to show it. "…where are we going?"

"We are going to the Leaky cauldron." Luero replied. Of course Harry already knew this so he decided to revise the question. "How are we getting there?"

"Well, I'm not quite sure. Mr. Weasley just told me…" Luero wasn't able to finish his sentence because Harry cut in.

"Mr. Weasley as in thi Mr. Wealsey? As in Ron and Ginny and Fred and Georges and Percy's and Charlie's Mr. Weasley."

"Yes, we've been in contact ever since I've moved here."

Harry got really mad so mad at the last coment that he dropped the trunk, which barely missed his toes.

"WHAT? YOU MEAN YOU WERE SENT HERE TO BANYSIT ME?"

"No, No that's not it at all. He knew that we moved here and wanted us to keep an eye on you. NOT like that. It was just a coincidence that you lived down the road a few blocks."

"Oh, sorry. So that's why you knew where I lived." Harry said while turning to Luna. "Wait How come they haven't been in contact with ME all summer. I mean it is ME who has to defeat Voldemort. Why have they been in contact with YOU and not ME?" Harry said quite agitated.

"Well, I'm not quite sure. Maybe you should ask him."

"Oh, I will trust me."

"What are you going to ask US Harry?" A familiar voice said while mocking Harry.

Harry turned around to see, Tonks, Lupin, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, Ron, and Hermione.