chapter 4

Santa's on the Roof. (Not really)

"We're here." said Mr Weasley. Harry stared out at the burrow.

Harry and Ron got out.

the three walked into the house.

Hermonie was already there, Reading a text book.

Harry walked in, and slumped into a chair next to Hermonie.

Ron sat down in a chair next to Harry.

"Hello Harry." Hermonie said, brightly, putting her text book aside.

Harry grunted.

Hermonie stared at them. "You both look like you haven't slept in weeks. What's going on?"

Harry repeated the dream for Hermonie who looked confused.

"I didn't know anyone had the courage to stand up to Voldemort."

Ron winced.

"Neither did I." said Harry. "They can't be very smart."

"Did the tall one say anything?" Ron asked.

Harry shook his head. "He just stood there."

"Could you make out any details?" Hermonie asked.

Harry shook his head again. "All I could see was a spiky head for the shorter one, and teeth glistening on the taller one. All their features were darkened."

Ron stared at Harry. "Do you think that those two were death eaters?" he asked.

Harry shook his head for the third time. "Voldemort called them first years. Maybe they're first years at Hogwarts."

Ron snapped his fingers. "That's it! Remember those two people McGonagall was raving about?"

Hermonie nodded.

"Maybe it was them."

Harry shook his head yet again. "I doubt that those kids would be so dumb as to scream Voldemort." he said.

Ron crossed his arms. "Then who the heck were they?" he asked.

Harry shrugged.

Hermonie shrugged. "I think you should tell Lupin and the other people in the Order. They're here right now." she said.

At that very moment, Lupin came into the room. He still looked very pale. The way he did after Sirius' death.

"Hello, Harry." He said weakly.

Harry nodded.

Lupin came over and sat down next to him. "How was were summer?" he asked.

Harry rolled his eyes.

Lupin smiled. "I have all of your results for the O.W.L.s." he said.

He handed Harry, Ron, and Hermonie each a letter.

Harry opened his. He had gotten a 6,000. Harry's eyes widened. He had done THAT good?

"Oh, and Harry?" Lupin asked. Harry looked up.

"You have...um... inherited Buckbeck. He's in the back yard, right now."

Harry nodded, slowly. Lupin stood awkwardly in the room for a moment, then said, "hey! I got a letter from Dumbledore! He says he's having a hard time finding a new Defense Against The Dark Arts teacher. Nobody seems to want to do it since Umbridge fled."

Harry nodded and grinned. The best memories Harry had with their last Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher was the news that she had fled the Hospital wing, and never seen again.

"So," Lupin continued. "I got him someone. Someone not too bright."

Harry blinked. "Who?" he asked.

"I'm not gonna tell you THAT!" Lupin exclaimed. "But here's a hint: he hasn't graduated from Muggle Elementary school."

everyone stared at him.

Lupin snickered "you're gonna have a lot fun this year, Harry." and with that, he left the room.

There was a long moment of silence.

"He hasn't graduated from Muggle Elementary school, and he's gonna be OUR Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher?" Ron exclaimed.

Before Harry could answer, a loud THUMP sounded on top of the roof.

Everyone looked up. From the roof top, came a whiny, insane, and hyper-active voice. Yup. It was Calvin.

"OH COME ON! YOU STUPID BOX! GO!"

then the more calmer voice of Hobbes sounded.

"Did you check the gas?"

"OH SHUT UP!" Calvin shot back. "I KNOW WHAT I'M DOING!"

there came a sound much like a engine turning over, but not starting.

"WHY I OUGHTA..." Another THUMP sounded. Indicating that Calvin had just jumped out of the Time Machine.

Calvin kicked the box, and the engine started. "There we go!" Calvin yelled.

Harry, Ron, and Hermonie were coming outside, but before they could get a good look up at the roof, exhaust from the time machine hit them all in the face, and then, the box holding one insane 6-year old, and a clam tiger, sped off.

Harry didn't see them again. Untill September 1st, that is.

Later that day, Harry cleared his throat, and said; "what was it that Dumbledore bring to help with the Order of the Phoenix?"

"A tracking device." Said Ron. "They're looking for Voldemort."

Harry nodded.

Just then Mrs. Weasley came into the room. "Come on Ron, it's time to get your school supllies. Hello Harry, dear. Come on Ron, I'll take you, Harry, and Hermonie to Diagon alley. STOP ROLLING YOUR EYES AT ME!" and with that, Mrs. Weasley led them away. Not

knowing what Adventures awaited them ahead.