Recap:

Harry kept his eyes closed and when he opened them he saw the familiar sight of all the perfect lawns, in front of the perfect houses, and with the spotless cars sitting in the paved driveways.

He approached the house, knowing that the Dursleys wouldn't expect to be seeing him, when Aunt Petunia came rushing out of the house.

'Harry. I was wondering when you would be coming back. Vernon has been in a right state since you left last time. He really did not like that man that was here to pick you up. Who are they?' She asked inclining to Ron and Hermione. Harry didn't know why she was acting so nice. It was very odd of her to be doing so.

'This is Ron,' Ron nodded ' and this is Hermione.' She looked at Hermiones hair and recoiled a bit. Petunia didn't like anything out of the ordinary, and her hair was certainly something else.

'I suppose that you are here for the rest of the summer?' Petunia asked almost hopefully.

'No, just for a couple of days. They probably won't be staying for the whole time. They will probably go back to the burrow a few times.'

'The Burrow?' asked Petunia. Harry had a strange idea that she was thinking of a rabbits hole.

'Its the name of Ron's house.' said Harry, and after a pause and complete silence he asked 'Would Uncle Vernon mind if we came in?'

'No, well yes, but oh well, we could use your help.'

Help? Harry thought. What would the Dursleys need help with?

'I wouldn't mind if your friends wanted to stay here for the time that you are here.' Said aunt Petunia as she was shuffling around the magazines on the coffee table in the sitting room.

'What would you need us around for?' Harry asked. He was starting to get a wierd feeling that something wasn't right in the house.

'Well,' she started 'there have been people walking around in cloaks for the last three weeks. I was wondering if you could stay and see if you know them, and if they are in ... Vo-... You-Know-Who's group. I haven't let Dudders out of the house since we first saw them. He has been spending most of his time on his computer.' Ron surpressed a giggle with great difficulty at the mention of Dudley's nick-name.

'But what would they want here? I mean, how could they know where my family lives?' Harry asked. Petunia beamed. She never in her memory remembered being called Harry's family.

'I think that they might be looking for you Harry.' Said Hermione. 'They could have found out where you live by Mrs. Figg. She was at your trial in your fifth year, and she witnessed the attack of the Dementors. Then she went to the trial and well, you never know. One of those witches or wizards could be one of the Death Eaters.'

'Yah. I wouldn't put it past Umbridge to be with him. She loves power' said Ron trying to sound smart.

'Oh Ron. Will you give it up?' said Hermione.

'My first guess of Snape being evil was right. Wasn't it?'

'Well about that, I don't know if he is evil. Odd, yes, and murdering on Dumbledore's orders possibly, but we aren't here for that.' finished Hermione, seeing the evil look that just burned into Harry's eyes.

'Alright, so I am here because Professor Dumbledore told me to come because I need to be Protected until I am of age. I need to stay here over night, or possibly for a few nights so that I can still be protected.' Said Harry.

'So, will your friends be staying as well?' asked Petunia. 'Because I think that it would be wise to keep them as far away from Vernon as possible.'

'Whats wrong with him?'

'Oh, he just wasn't expecting for you to be bringing any friends along with you. He didn't really even want you to return, but I told him that you have been through alot and that you needed to return to some place that was familiar.' said Petunia.

'Well, we won't be here for very long. I expect that we will be leaving tomorrow morning at the latest.'

'Well if you leave at the right time, after Vernon goes to work, and you three stay in Harry's room I expect that he won't even know that you three were here. He is up having a nap right now. He hasn't been getting much sleep recently.'

'Why not?' asked Harry.

'Well I suppose that he was worried that you would return and get revenge on us mistreating you for so many years.' Aglint of fear sparkled in her pale eyes.

'I wouldn't hurt you or your family. Because you are my family, and you are my protection.' Harry had been feeling mixed emotions recently for the Dursley's. He most recently was feeling the fact so deeply that this was his mothers sister that he was talking to.

'Thank you Harry. I wish that we could have sorted this out years ago.' Petunia said 'That way we wouldnt have tried so hard to squash it out of you.'

'Well, um,' Harry was at a loss for words. 'It's getting late and we had quite the eventful day, so I think that we should be getting up tp bed.'

'Alright. How are all three of you going to fit in the one bed?'

'We aren't. Hermione can have the bed and me and Ron could find places to settle on the floor.'

'Harry, you don't have to do that, I could just as easily sleep on the floor. I am used to having sleepovers with my muggle friends. And I usually do sleep on the floor.'

'No, you are going to have the bed, or nobody will. Then there wouldn't be much room on the floor.' said Harry.

'Oh alright. So lets go.'

Ron and Hermione followed Harry up the stairs, and they found the smallest bedroom with all the locks on the door.

'Well, here is where I spent six summers of my life. It was alot better than than the cupboard under the stairs.'

It looked as though nobody had been in there all year to clean or even opent the window. It was very stuffy in there. The same old broken toys were lining the shelves like they always had. Along with some old muggle books. Those were what drew Hermione's attention at once. She grabbed one of the biggest ones from the shelve and settled onto the floor and started to read.

'I'll go get some more blankets for us to use. I don't expect for us to just sleep on the bare floor with out anything covering us.' said Harry as he was approaching the door.

About a minute later he came in with an arm full of blankets and laid them out on the floor. He grabbed his leg pillows and he pave one to Ron and kept one for himself.

'Goodnight.' Harry said.

'Goodnight' chimed the other two.

Son of Odin- Thanks for the review. I like this story so far. I usually get bored of writing.