Harry Potter and the Black Jewel
by J. C. Rendle
Chapter 2: Journey
Waiting at the entrance of the station was Harry's uncle, Vernon Dursley, he kept glancing down at his watch, with an annoyed look on his pudgy face. He looked up and saw the 6 teenagers walking towards him.
"Boy, leave these wierdos and get in the car, now!" he shouted, and walked towards his new Rover, without turning round.
Harry looked apologetically at Ginny, Neville and Luna "We've got to go, I we'll see you soon, ok?"
They nodded and each gave him a quick hug, and walked off to find their parents, and Neville to find his Nan.
"let's go, I don't know what he's going to say, but have your wands ready, even if you aren't't going to use them"
They walked towards the car and Harry opened the back door for Ron and Hermione, then slipped in himself.
Uncle Vernon turned slowly to look at the three teenagers in the back of the car. "What the hell are these weirdos doing in the back of my car, get out, get out, get out" Spit covered all three of them, but neither budged. Dursley's eyes widened when he saw Hermione's wand in his face.
"Mr. Dursley, Harry has very kindly invited us to stay with him over the summer until his 17th Birthday, we graciously accepted. He may not beable to do magic outside of school yet, but Ron and I are both 17, and able to many spells, so if you mistreat Harry, or call us "wierdos" again you won't forget it for a while" Hermione smiled at the shocked man in the drivers seat, who nodded slowly and turned to stare out of the windscreen.
Harry smiled at Hermione, turning to his Uncle he smiled "I thought we had to get off, well, lets go"
The car pulled out of the station and joined the London traffic, concentrating hard on the road ahead, trying to forget the freaks that sat in the back seat of his brand new car, what would Pertunia think? Vernon turned off at a signpost pointing to Surrey and turned on the radio, drowning out the sound of the teenagers voices in the back.
"So, Harry, What do you think we should do?" said Hermione looking at him, Harry was sitting looking out of the window at the cars that passed, "I recon we should turn some of the rooms in Grimmauld Place into training rooms, pad the walls with anti-jinx spells, soften the floors"
Ron wasn't paying attention to this conversation, he was listening to the cars radio, where a station called "Classic FM" was playing a sort of music he had never heard before, he was snapped out of this when Hermione hit him over the head.
"Have you been listening to a word we've been saying Ron, what we decide here will change our lives forever, do you realise that?"
Ron looked around sheepishly, blushing up to his ears "sorry guys, I do understand, I just got distracted, what were you saying?"
"Harry decided that we are going to turn Grimmauld Place into a training building for the Order and the DA, to build up their skills in the fight against Voldemort" Hermione looked at Harry for help
"Every member has individual skills, the teachers amongst the Order especially. We can all help each other, teaching, advising that's what we need, skills and tactics, that is we need to organise both groups into a fighting force"
Hermione continued "we will give groups different jobs, tactics, attacks, defence, and last of all, Horcrox hunting"