Harry awoke the next morning to gray skies. He forgot where he was for a moment before remembering. It was fairly early for him to be awake considering that he was now on summer holiday. However there was something about remaining in the castle that made him want to get up like it was a school day.
He went out of his chambers to find that there was no one there. Slowly Harry took a look around the sitting room. There was a fireplace and a long black leather sofa. Bookcases were built into the stonewalls and filled to the brim, probably dark arts books, Harry thought. Finally he decided to go to the kitchens for some breakfast, the house elves would be happy to find something for him.
"Hello Harry." Came a voice behind him, just as he was about to enter the kitchens.
"Hi." He said turning to face Minerva McGonagall.
"I wanted a word with you Potter." She said, a concerned look creeping onto her normally stoic features. "You cannot let your guard down this summer."
"But I thought the threat was gone Professor?" Harry asked.
"Don't be a fool boy! There are death eaters still in hiding and waiting for a chance to get you." She said urgently, for being as intelligent as he was there were times when Harry was lacking. "Just take care of yourself Potter."
"I will, thank you Professor." And with that Minerva turned and left.
"Harry Potter!" Dobby greeted when Harry opened the kitchen doors.
"Hi Dobby." Harry smiled at the happy little house elf.
"Can Dobby get Harry Potter something?" The small elf asked, looking up at Harry with large gleaming eyes.
"Uh maybe some breakfast?"
"Dobby will!" He said excitedly, rushing off to get a plate.
"A friend of yours?" A voice asked from one of the counters. It was Alex.
"Yeah. Almost killed me trying to save my life."
"How did he manage that?" Alex asked, trying not to laugh. Harry sat down with his aunt and began to tell her about Dobby and his 'helpful' ways. "Well, I'd better go, I've got some things to finish up before we leave." Alex said getting up.
"I'll see you later than." Harry said and watched her leave. His aunt seemed like a nice person outside of the classroom. Maybe he wouldn't be completely miserable this summer.