The unexpected arrival

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter; the story-line is my own. Hope you like this chapter as it's my first ever story. I do NOT own Harry Potter, he belongs to J.K Rowling.

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Chapter one

They arrived at a barren site, it seemed vaguely familiar. Aunt Petunia seemed cold and unmoving, Harry reached for her hand. Something he had not done since he was eight. Aunt Petunia moved away and brushed a hand over her face. "Harry . . . you should know that this was the place of your house . . . with your mother and father." The last words were choked out through tears.

Now Harry knew why this place was familiar, he remembered memories from this place; happy ones and one dark one from his past. A memory with cold, cruel laughter and a flash of green light. He had been so absorbed in his memories that he hadn't noticed Petunia moving over towards a clump of trees. He was surprised why would Aunt Petunia move away? She was moving almost daydream-like towards the trees. Harry understood! This was one of the curses Aunt Petunia had told him about, the imperious cure! He rushed blindly towards her, just about to touch her cloak when. . He was grabbed from behind.

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"Wow, he's a fighter!" Bill struggled against Harry's thrashing fists. One connected to his temple, and Bill had enough. "Stupefy!" Harry's body immediately went limp in his grasp. "What have you done!" Petunia gasped. Her eyes went cloudy and she cried out, "the Dark Lord WILL rise again, with or without my help." She immediately gave a shuddering breath and her chest ceased to rise and fall. "What'll Harry think?" Bill asked the hooded stranger.

"He'll accuse us of course" growled the cloaked man. This'll make our mission harder, though thought the grizzled old man, probably Voldemort's plan all along, make the boy mistrust us. Slimy old dog! He limped as he muttered under his breath. It had been agreed by the order that Harry be claimed by them. The aunt had got there first though and hidden him away. He had spent ten years looking for the boy, and she just moved him around the country! The boy was wanted on both sides of the battle, although Voldemort had been knocked down a few pegs, the death eaters were still at large. Funny, he thought they have no proof that Voldemort exists yet they still do his bidding.

Bill gazed in awe at the stranger; wow he must want to keep his identity safe from the boy. He glanced down at Harry; the boy was skin and bones, Sirius was not going to like this. Harry had two bruises on his face, courtesy of Bill here. He could just here his mum's voice now: "Bill! How could you manhandle a boy of eleven years?" Heroutrages voice was echoing around his skull. The he heard Sirius: "I can't believe you! I trusted you and this is how you give me James' son!" Roaring at him while being restrained Remus. Funnily enough he feared his mother more than Sirius's violence. He sighed once then followed the vanishing man, with a 'crack' Bill was gone leaving behind a limp corpse and the remains of a once grand home.

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"WILLIAM WEASLEY! What have you done to that poor boy?" his mother's brisk tones screeched in his ear. "Well, err . . . see here; mum he put up a bit of a fight." "That is no reason to bruise a boy so terribly!" Molly screeched. "Mum, keep it down please . . . I don't want Sirius out here biting my head off too." Bill pleaded uselessly with his mother. "What don't you want me too see?" Sirius came striding out into the yard in front of the Burrow. "Is that . . . Harry?" He questioned warily. "Wait a minute, what's happened to his face?" Molly glanced at Sirius with dawning apprehension on her face, "well, apparently Sirius he put up a bit of a fight." She said while glancing at his face, to see if she could distinguish any sign of anger. "A BIT OF A FIGHT!" Sirius exploded, and began coming towards Bill with a murderous glint in his eye. "I can't believe you! I trusted you and this is how you give me James' son!" It was just how Bill had heard it inside his head earlier.

Remus on hearing Sirius yelling came rushing out and grabbed Sirius's sleeve. "Calm down Sirius, it is to be expected, we don't know what lies that woman has been feeding him." Sirius ignored Remus, but changed his course and grabbed Harry from Bill's outstretched arms. "I will take care of him from now on." He said vehemently. He marched into the house while carrying Harry's unmoving body. "I'm sorry" Remus said "he has been worried about Harry and been dreading that Petunia would get away again." Remus shrugged apologetically and followed Sirius into the house. Bill breathed a breath of relief. It could have been worse, he thought.

Sirius was outraged, how could Bill allow Harry to be treated so roughly? It did not seem right. "Sirius . . . Sirius? He's awake." Remus spoke quietly in his ear. Sirius glanced down at his lap, it was indeed true. Harry was definitely stirring. "Aunt Petunia?" He mumbled. Harry rubbed his eyes and looked up at Sirius. "Who are you?" he asked quietly "where's Petunia?" he said louder. "Harry" Sirius said "I'm Sirius Black, Your God-father" Harry blinked up at him and rubbed his eyes then said. "You're the man who murdered my parents!" Harry yelled.

Author's note: I'm sorry that this has taken so long, but I had two maths tests today and yesterday and had been studying for them. Hopefully this chapter is interesting.

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Silva