a/n -Sorry this chapter took forever! I had some personal problems (such as a stolen computer with most of the other chapters on it stolen!). I had to rewrite all I had, which wasn't too much but it discouraged me from wanting to continue. This chapter is pretty much a transition, nothing too interesting going on this chapter, but the next chapter is already in the works so look for it in a few days! Alright, on with the show!
Harry Potter and the Medallion of Knowledge
Chapter 2- Off to the Burrow
Harry looked around his bedroom for the last time with a broad smile on his face. In a few short hours his guard would be picking him up to take him to the Burrow, to stay for the rest of the summer. It was about a week until his birthday and approximately a fortnight until Fleur and Bill's wedding. The night after the wedding Harry planned to begin his search for the remaining Horcrux, possibly even leaving the Burrow for good. 'Ahh Potter you are getting ahead of yourself,' Harry thought to himself. 'First it's time for celebration, then time to get down to business.' Harry took one last look around the poor excuse for a room, double-checking under the floorboard for any hidden objects. Feeling confident that he had all his possessions, Harry headed downstairs to wait for the Weasleys.
Down the stairs and in the living room, the three Dursleys sat, backs straight and waiting nervously for their unwanted guests. "Got everything boy?" Vernon asked. "Yes sir." Harry answered politely. 'Good job Harry,' he thought, 'end on a good note, don't make the muggles too angry.' Harry looked at his last remaining relatives, Dudley looked quite peaked, which wasn't abnormal when wizards were about to arrive. Vernon's face was flushed, but not quite purple which was always a good sign. Petunia on the other hand was acting very odd for herself. She was constantly readjusting her blouse and her skirt, basically fidgeting. Fidgeting was not a Dursley trait, and his made Harry think she was up to something.
Petunia caught Harry looking at her and she stood up and left the room. At that bizarre action, Vernon looked at her as she left the room and headed upstairs. The Dursley household was oddly silent; the only noise breaking the tension was Petunia's footsteps heading up into the attic. The three men of the household all gave each other questioning stares. A few moments later, Petunia came downstairs carrying a small shoebox. She trusted it into Harry's arms. "Take it" she commanded, "It was some of your mother's old belongings, I have no use for them." Harry stared at her. His first reaction was to yell at her demanding why she never gave this to him before. But keeping his silent word not to leave the place he grew up in on a bad note, he just nodded, opened his trunk and placed it safely inside.
Fifteen minutes passed, which felt like fifteen hours, but eventually there was a knock on the door. Before him was his two best friends, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger. Ron greeted Harry with a smile and a one armed hug. Hermoine gave him a warm hug and a kiss on the cheek. "Hey mate," Ron started, "Plans got changed around a bit, Tonks and Moody got called out on a mission so we are here to take you back to the Burrow." Hermoine picked up where he left off, "Yea we arrived by floo at Mrs. Figg's house and are going to take it back whenever you are ready to go."
"I'm pretty much set,"Harry said, "but could one of you guys put a weightless charm on my trunk, it weighs just about as much as Du-I mean Hagrid." Harry blushed realizing his slip, looking over his shoulder he noticed Uncle Vernon's face turn a bit more fuchsia, but no comments were said.
"Well then, er, I'll guess I'll be going then." Harry turned to face his relatives. "Erm, thank you for protecting me all these years, and, um I'll see you around." With that Harry nodded his head and headed out the door with his two best friends. Before Harry closed the door, Petunia held it open saying harshly, "Just don't get killed by one of those deatheaters." Harry looked his aunt in the eyes, fiercely, stating without words that he would not let that happen. Petunia nodded her head quickly and shut the door. Harry and his best mates then started walking towards Magnolia Crescent.
While taking the short walk, the trio caught up with some of the happenings over the break. "So how did you get your mom to let you two pick me up?" Harry asked. Ron smiled "Mom has been in such a rut planning Bill's wedding. Fleur and Mum have been at each other's throats with the final details. When the Order was sent out on a sudden mission, she was at her wit's end. It didn't take much convincing to let us go." Harry nodded, but Hermione gave a further explanation, "She can't turn us down anymore, we are both legal and have experience with dark magic. Ginny wanted to come too though, but that's when Mrs. Weasley drew the line." "Yea," Ron added, "Mum said one underage wizard under our charge was enough." Ron laughed and nudged Harry. Harry gave Ron a dirty look. "Ah, don't worry Harry; in a week you will be able to hex me back for that comment." Harry laughed and the trio turned down Mrs. Figg's street to take the floo.
When Harry fell through the grate, all pandemonium seemed to have broken loose in the Burrow. Red and blond haired people were flying through the house looking for pieces of parchment and possible fabrics for bridesmaids' gowns. No one noticed the three teenagers covered in soot. Hermione cast a cleaning spell, removing the grime while Ron stated, "see mate, total chaos. The Delacours came in from France yesterday; apparently they do weddings slightly different than we do." Hermione broke in, "Well of course Ron, the French make a much bigger emphasis on the rehearsal dinner," This time Ron broke in, "yea, yea, Hermione, I know you told me yesterday, and I am sure Harry doesn't care who pays for the honeymoon or who writes the vows." Harry sensing an argument, changed the subject, "Any news on Hogwarts?" Hermione's faced softened and shook her head. "No, I don't think we will until it's time for the letters to arrive." With that the three best friends headed upstairs to try and escape the ever present insanity of the Weasley household.
a/n -Yea I know, its boring, the next chapter will be better I promise, as well as longer! I just needed to write this chapter so I can get on with the plot! –if you see any errors spelling, grammatical or otherwise let me know! Thanks!