Chapter 2: 4 Privet Drive Departure

Harry rolled over on his bed, to turn off his alarm on his watch. He rubbed his eyes and swung his legs over on the side of his bed. He reached for his glasses on his desk and looked at his watch.

"Oh no, Uncle Vernon and Dudley will be home any minute now," he said brushing a hand threw his untamed hair. He then a made a dash towards the door and walked down to the living room.

"Harry I suggest you make yourself useful in the kitchen before your Uncle and cousin come home from boxing practice," said Aunt Petunia sitting on an armchair in the living room watching one of her many television shows.

"Yes Aunt Petunia," he said walking towards the kitchen and opening the refrigerator door, "Aunt Petunia what is that you would want me to make?" looking at the racks of food piled in neatly.

"I have the list of what to make for dinner on the kitchen counter, I think you're smart enough not to burn anything," she said with her eyes focused on the television screen.

"Yes," he said irritated of her responses to him as he walked over to the counter and looked at the list.

This didn't look that bad, as I began getting the vegetables and meat out of the refrigerator and began to sort everything out. In a matter of minutes, the kitchen began to fill with a sweet aroma as Aunt Petunia came into the kitchen to check on me.

"Make sure you don't burn the meat now, you know how your Uncle gets when things aren't the way he likes it," she scolded looking over his shoulder at the frying meat on the stove.

"Yes, I know," he said rolling his eyes, hoping she didn't see. She went over to the counter to grab the salad and bread bowls and began to place them on the table when the front door opened suddenly.

"Petunia, Petunia where are you?" called Uncle Vernon from the front of the house. "Petunia,"

"I'm in the living room dear," she called placing the bowls down neatly.

"Ah, there you are," he said walking over to her and gave her a kiss on the cheek, "Petunia, your son Dudley here is up for the district title tomorrow, the boy that he was suppose to fight backed out from next weeks fight, so they moved the title fight for tomorrow," with a wide grin on his face as he patted Dudley's shoulders.

"Awe, my Dudley going to fight for the district championship title tomorrow," she said happily, "come and give Mommy a hug," with her arms open, as Dudley walked steadily with a frown of disgust on his face.

"Thanks mom," he said as she squeezed him tighter, "you can let go now,"

She pulled away looking at her fully-grown boy, which seemed to be around the same height as his father, "you're just growing so fast," as she wiped a tear from her eye.

"Ah mom, stop crying," he said walking over to the armchair and grabbed the remote changing the channel to a boxing fight.

"Harry is that dinner ready," she said walking towards the kitchen to grab more bowls to take to the table.

"Yes, Aunt Petunia," Harry said putting the meat on a plate neatly, and placed the pan on the stove. He grabbed the plate and walked over to the table and placed the plate down.

"Dudley can you come to the table so that we may eat," she said grabbing a napkin from the table and gracefully placing it on her lap.

"Hold on mom, there's only one minute left in this round," whined Dudley with his eyes glued to the screen.

"Dudley you can always watch television," she said but was interrupted by Vernon's touch.

"Just let the boy watch the rest of the fight and then he'll come and eat," he said patting her hand on the table, "right Dudley," turning to look at his son watching the match.

"Er...right Dad," he said mimicking the fighters, "come on slip the jab you idiot,"

Harry sat on the table looking at his Aunt and Uncle helping themselves to some dinner when her cleared his throat, "Er...Uncle Vernon, may I leave tomorrow to got to school early?" he said nervously, looking at them.

Uncle Vernon put down the plate of food and shook his head, "why what are you planning to do now, bring those bloody freaks over to do harm to us again like they did last year, no sir re,"

"But I promise they won't do anything to disturb you or cause a commotion I promise," he said hopefully.

Dudley came to sit at the table, "yeah, Dad let him go, so he can't ruin my concentration, I need to be focused on my fight tomorrow any ways," he said helping himself to some meat.

"I don't think so," he said rapping the table giving Harry a curious glare, "something must be up, since you want to leave days before you go to that bloody hell school of yours,"

"No there's nothing that would upset you, think about it this way," Harry tried to reassure him, "I'll be gone early, and Dudley will be free to concentrate on his fight, there's nothing wrong with that,"

"Vernon, just let the boy go," said Aunt Petunia placing her wine glass down. "There's nothing wrong with him leaving early,"

Uncle Vernon looked at his wife who had a small grin, and then stared back at Harry, "Fine but I want no funny business you here, no wrecking the living room with people popping out of the fireplace, no making Dudley sick by giving anything that might loose his focus on his match tomorrow and there better be no mischief when those people of yours come to pick you up tomorrow, and what time would that be," he said stabbing his meat with his knife and fork.

"I think around the morning time, they should be arriving, but I don't know how," he said playing around with his vegetables.

"Well they better not draw attention in the neighborhood with those clothes and silly wands," he said stabbing his fork into his vegetables and quickly shoved it in his mouth, chewing madly.

"I assure you they won't," placing his fork down, "so does it mean I can go?"

Uncle Vernon continually chewed on his food nodding his head, "yes boy you may go," as he started to cut a piece of his meat again.

"Thank you Uncle Vernon," he said with a grin, "may I be excused from the table,"

"Yes you may Harry," said Aunt Petunia cutting at her meat.

She didn't have to tell me twice as I left the table and walked out of the room as politely as possible till I hit the stairs and made a mad dash to my room. I quickly packed my clothes into my trunk and grabbed all my books out from the board in the floor also with my many letters that I threw into a bag and stuffed it in my trunk. After I looked around my room to see if there was anything else I needed. I looked at my watch and it read quarter pass seven as I set the alarm on my watch to go off in three hours. I slumped on my bed and cleared my mind, but I couldn't help but think of where I will be going tomorrow. I'll be away from this place and be with my friends and my girlfriend Ginny, as I smiled of the thought of seeing her again.

The alarm on my watch went off, as I rolled over to grab it and turn it off. I stretched looking out my window to see the lit streetlamps and starry sky with no sign of Hedwig or any flying car, hoping that morning would just peek over the mountains. I walked over to my trunk out of boredom, since I couldn't fall back to sleep. I opened my trunk and took out my potions book, opened it to find my half finished essay and walked over to my desk and began to finish it. It almost took all morning to finish the essay with having your thoughts half focused on Asphodel and the other half focusing on today. I glanced over at my watch as the time read one forty-three, I folded the parchment back in half and placed it back in the book, and put the book back into my trunk. I set my alarm on my watch again to wake me up in four hours instead of three, fell asleep yawning.

"Cousin, wake up," yelled Dudley from the other side of the door, "wake up," as he started to pound roughly on the cracking door.

Harry rolled over to look at his watch, "what time is it," he said to himself as his watch wasn't were he left it, he looked over on the side of his bed at his watch which was on the floor, "how did it get down there,"

"Cousin, mom said you had to get up, there are people down stairs to see you!" yelled Dudley even louder. Harry shot up from his bed and grabbed his watch and pulled his trunk, broom and grabbed Hedwig's cage and opened the door to his room where he saw Dudley standing there with his practice gloves on.

"So where are they," Harry yawned as Dudley punched his hands together.

"Down stairs in the living room, talking to mom," he said walking away to go to his room.

"Thanks," as he walked down the stairs with his trunk making a commotion.

"So how do you know Harry?" Uncle Vernon asked to a group of people sitting across from him drinking tea.

"We mainly know Harry from my son, their friends," said Mr. Weasley putting his tea down on the table. "So where is Harry?"

"Right here," Harry interrupted walking in to the living room with his trunk, broom and cage.

"Great to see you," said Lupin walking up to Harry giving him a handshake, which Harry shook gratefully.

"Same here," said Harry then turning his attention to Tonks, "how are you Tonks?"

"Fine Harry," she said with a smile and stood up, "you?"

"Great,"

"You got your things there Harry?" said Mr. Weasley walking over to Harry putting a hand on his shoulder.

"Right here sir," he said with a smile.

"Well we best be off then," said Mr. Weasley, he turned to look back at Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia, "thank you for your hospitality," as he bowed to them.

"Thank you and bye Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia," Harry said with a smile, and then walked towards the door.

"Bye boy," called Uncle Vernon.

"Harry you want me to take your trunk," asked Tonks as Harry handed over his trunk, and Lupin took his cage from him.

"Let me hold your broom since you're not that well with Apparating with objects," said Mr. Weasley, as he walked out the door.

Harry closed the door behind him, "so where are we going?"

"We're going to the Leaky Cauldron; you remember what it looks like?" Mr. Weasley said looking at him.

"Yup," he said with a smile.

"Well then, on three. One—two—three—

There was a loud crash as we landed in a room at the Leaky Cauldron, much like the room where, the Minister Mr. Fudge's room looked like, there was a small window high on the wall with a maroon curtain covered the piercing sunlight thru the smalls holes in the old drape. There was a desk in the room also where books and papers lay, Mr. Weasley headed towards the front door, as I followed him out of the room, with Tonks and Lupin followed behind me. We went down a few flights of stairs until we arrived at room where a shaking man stood, sweating and feeling nervous of standing there by him self.

"How are you, Robert?" Lupin said taking a step towards the shaking man, "do you have the information that we need?" as he casually walked up to him.

Harry stared curiously at this situation turning to Tonks and whispered something to her, "what does Remus want with this man?" he said to her as she keep to her gaze at Remus talking to Robert calmly.

"He's giving us information about the where about's of the Death Eaters and whose who, also other classified information for the Order," she whispered to him, as he turned around to see Mr. Weasley standing guard at the door.

Tonks and I watched as Remus and Robert talked amongst them selves until Robert passed a roll of parchment from his robes to Remus. He took the parchment and quickly placed it in his robes. After doing so he quickly shook Robert's hand, and walked away from him, as Robert Apparated out of the room.

"Come now Arthur, our business is set," said Remus walking up to them, as Mr. Weasley walked away from the door.

"Harry, ready to go to the Burrow," said Mr. Weasley giving Harry a grin.

"Can't wait," Harry said feeling a bit happy to get out of this dull room.

"Okay, on three now...one...two...

BANG, BOOM...as the door flew open revealing five hooded figures standing in the door way as the dust subsided.

"Harry quickly Apparate," cried Tonks to Harry as he stood frozen at the situation not wanting to leave.

"Harry what are you waiting for," called Remus, as he reached in his robe and pulled out his wand, with Tonks and Mr. Weasley doing the same.

"I want to help," said Harry, pulling out his wand in retaliation of the event.

"No, now hurry before something happens," said Remus giving Harry a serious look, feeling worried for his safety as Harry nodded.

"Give us the parchment," said a cold voice from behind a masked man, now slowly approaching them. "And I will gladly spare what lives you have left,"

"I would like to see you try," said Remus standing his ground and made a look at Harry who stood behind Tonks and mouthed to him, "now,"

I closed my eyes briefly as I left the room with a loud bang, but before leaving I saw a blue whisk of light shoot out of Mr. Weasley's wand, as the image quickly rushed out of me. I landed on a flat surface of a familiar room, as me legs began to wobble to find balance.

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