"HARRY! HARRY! COME DOWN THIS INSTANT!" Aunt Petunia yelled as she banged on his bedroom door. "Come downstairs and make dinner NOW!" "Yes, Aunt Petunia" Harry said groggily. After dinner Harry walked back up to his room to do some of his homework, He glanced and saw something that resembled a deatheater. "No way, it it can't be . . ." Harry said shocked at what he just saw, right then his scar felt like it was about to rip right off his head. This had not been the first time. Harry had seen glances of what appeared to be deatheaters at least three times before. "I'd better tell Dumbledore." Harry thought aloud to himself, as he grabbed a piece of parchment and started scribbling away.
Dear Dumbledore,
I think I might have just seen a deatheater on Privet Drive. Right after they disappeared, my scar hurt. I don't know what's going on, but I've seen them more than once before, but only for a split second. I have a feeling they are watching me. Anyways, write back soon.
Harry
Harry quickly folded the parchment up and tied it to Hedwig's leg. "Take this to Dumbledore, okay?" Harry whispered to Hedwig as she nipped his hand affectionately and took off. "What if that really was a deatheater?" Harry thought before he heard the horrible voice of his uncle. "LIGHTS OUT POTTER!" Uncle Vernon yelled before locking his door. Harry just dressed into his pajamas and fell asleep.
"What do you mean he saw you?" Voldemort roared angrily. "I just apparated across the street for a split second and he saw me." Avery said obviously frightened. "Crucio" Voldemort yelled as he watched Avery scream with pain. "I do NOT want to here that Harry has seen you again." Voldemort said coolly. "Yes, of course my lord." Avery said shivering and shaking. "Never again."
Harry awoke shivering and almost feeling sorry for Avery. What had he meant, "do not let Harry see you again!" Had Voldemort been watching him? Harry wanted to leave Privet Drive more than anything now. "Potter, we are taking Dudley out. Do NOT leave your room. Got it?" Uncle Vernon said accusingly. "Whatever." Harry answered before Uncle Vernon slammed the door in his face. Just as Harry sat down he heard a tapping at his window. Harry turned to find nothing there. He was now confused wondering what the heck was at his window. Harry coolly walked over to it and opened it, looking down. CLUNK. A small rock had hit him square on the forehead. "Ouch!" Harry said, rubbing his forehead. "Oops, sorry Harry!" Ron yelled from the ground. "I couldn't get your attention." "Ron?" Harry said confused to who was throwing rocks at his window. "What are you doing here?" "Getting you out of here mate." Ron said shielding his eyes from the bright sun. "Grab your stuff and come on!" Harry did what he was told. He gathered his stuff together and ran outside. "How did you even get here?" Harry asked while they walked. "and where are we going?" "We are going to padfoot's house. And my parents drove me; we had to park far away though because my dad was able to borrow another car from the ministry." Harry didn't even really care why they were so early, but was happy to finally be leaving Privet Drive. As Harry and Ron stepped into the car Harry Was Greeted by Mr. and Mrs.Weasley. "Hello Harry, how was your summer?" Mrs.Weasley asked. "Fine thanks." Harry lied. "So Harry, ready to start 6th Year?" Ron asked.