The Weasleys and Hermione had contacted the Order and told them that Harry was missing. A few minutes later, many Order members had apparated into the Weasley's kitchen to come up with a plan to find Harry.
"So we have no idea of his whereabouts at all?" asked Kingsley Shacklebolt.
"None at all Kingsley," answered Tonks, sipping at a cup of tea.
"He must be somewhere between King's Cross and Privet Drive," said Lupin. "Why don't we search the muggle highway first?"
"Good idea, Remus," said Dumbledore, who was sitting at the head of the table. He stretched out a map in front of him and started pointing to where each person should go.
Ron and Kingsley had been told to port key very near Privet Drive. They grabbed onto the port key (a rubber duck) and were quickly transported there.
"This place is kind of creepy," said Ron, observing all the neatly kept lawns and identical houses.
"It's certainly not friendly looking, that's for sure," replied Kingsley.
"So, where should we start?" asked Ron.
"I guess we should search the nearby streets, but I doubt he's this close to his home anyway," answered Kingsley.
"This isn't his home, Kingsley," Ron told him. "The Burrow is his home, and Dumbledore should have let him come home with us today. None of this would've happened if he wasn't so controlling."
"Well, I have to admit, you have a point," said Kingsley. "He does seem to control Harry's life more than necessary, but I have a feeling that there's more to it than that."
"How?" asked Ron, searching the empty street for any sign of Harry.
"Of course he wants to protect Harry because of You-Know-Who," said Kingsley. "But I also think he does it because he loves him. Harry is like the grandson he never had."
Meanwhile, Hermione and Tonks were searching the large parking lot of King's Cross.
"Tonks, he's not here," said Hermione, after searching the lot for the sixth time.
Tonks sighed and ran her hands through her bright turquoise hair. "You're probably right, Hermione. But I have to keep looking."
"Why?" asked Hermione.
"Because if we stop, we'd be giving up," explained Tonks. "And I just can't give up on Harry, because he never gives up. Never."
Hermione thought about this, and realized that Tonks was right. And so she continued searching with added determination.
Ginny was searching with her dad about ten miles from the station.
"Dad?" said Ginny quietly.
"Yes, Gin?" said Mr. Weasley.
"Do you think…do you think You-Know-Who got him?" asked Ginny fearfully.
"No, I don't Ginny," said Mr. Weasley.
"Good," said Ginny, returning to her search.
They didn't find anything for a while, until Ginny noticed something in the ditch on the side of the road. She hurried over, and found Harry curled up in a ball, fast asleep.
"Dad!" she shouted, causing Harry to jump up in surprise. "I found him! He's here!"
Mr. Weasley ran over and let out a huge sigh of relief when he saw Harry, with his arms wrapped around Ginny.
"Are you okay, Harry?" asked Ginny, checking him for injuries.
"I'm fine Gin," he said, standing up and gathering his things. "Thank you so much for finding me, I was beginning to get a little worried."
Mr. Weasley made a port key, and moments later they were at the Burrow. Nobody else was back yet, but they had agreed to meet at two in the morning, which was in ten minutes.
"I'll bring your things up to Ron's room for you, Harry," offered Mr. Weasley.
"Thank you very much Mr. Weasley," said Harry, sitting at the table next to Ginny.
"Oh I'm so glad you're here Harry, now maybe you can stay the summer with us," said Ginny, passing Harry a cookie and some lemonade.
"I hope so Gin," replied Harry. "At least we know that Dumbledore can't send me back to the Dursley's, there's no way they'd take me back."
Pretty soon everyone was back, and they were all glad to see Harry. Everyone left after they saw that Harry was alright, except for Dumbledore.
"Harry, tomorrow morning I will bring you back to your aunt's place and explain to them that they must keep you this summer, okay?" said Dumbledore.
"No," said Harry. "You don't understand, they said they don't want me. Ever."
"Well, I'll just have to explain to them-"
"No!" shrieked Mrs. Weasley, placing her hands on her hips. "He is staying here and that is final!"
Everyone stared at Mrs. Weasley. She blushed and continued on. "Those terrible muggles are not his family. We are."
"Molly, look, you don't understand the circumstances. If it was anyone other than Harry I would agree, but it's much too dangerous for everyone-"
"Harry is staying here and I don't give a damn what you have to say about it," said Mrs. Weasley, her eyes narrowed furiously. "Please leave, you are not welcome here."
Professor Dumbledore sighed and disapparated.
"Molly," said Mr Weasley gently. "You really can't talk to Dumbledore like that."
"Watch me!" she growled. "Now, to bed with all of you. Goodnight." she added, hugging each of her children, including Harry and Hermione.
Fred, George, Ginny, Ron, Harry and Hermione headed for the stairs yawning and stretching.
"Goodnight Harry," said Ginny, giving him a peck on the cheek before turning and heading into her room.
Hermione and Ron said goodnight to each other and then Harry and Ron entered Ron's room. They fell asleep before even getting undressed.
The next morning they woke up to find Dumbledore sitting at the kitchen table deep in conversation with Mrs. Weasley. They looked up when they saw Harry, Ginny and Hermione enter the room. Ron was still asleep.
"Good morning everyone," said Mrs. Weasley. "Would you like pancakes?"
Everyone nodded sleepily and turned to look at Dumbledore, wondering what he was doing here.
"Harry, Mrs. Weasley doesn't agree with me, but you must go back to your aunt's house," said Dumbledore, looking at Harry wearily. "I explained it to you at the end of your fifth year, you understand, don't you?"
"I'm not going back, I cant," said Harry, pouring syrup on the pancakes Mrs. Weasley had given him. "You don't know my uncle, he won't take me back. He made that very clear."
"That reminds me, why did he kick you out of the car?" asked Hermione, looking at him curiously.
"My uncle was insulting the Weasleys, and, well, I didn't mean to, but…" Harry trailed off, looking sheepishly at his pancakes.
"What did you do?" asked Hermione. "You didn't use magic did you? Oh Harry, you could be expelled!"
"I didn't use magic," he told her, finally meeting her eyes. "I punched my cousin."
Everyone in the kitchen looked at him, shocked. Well, Ginny was trying to hide a grin, but everyone else looked shocked. Mrs. Weasley was staring at him open-mouthed, not noticing that the pancake she was cooking was turning black.
"Er, well," said Dumbledore, recovering first. "I could still talk to them, I'm sure I could, er, convince them somehow."
"Professor, we all know that even if Harry's uncle does take him back, he'll kill him," said Ginny, unaware of the syrup dripping down her chin.
Dumbledore sighed. "Harry, you do realize that if you stay here, you will be in extreme danger, right?"
Harry nodded; a hopeful look on his face.
Dumbledore sighed and got up out of his chair. "Very well then. I must be going. Good day to you all."
After Dumbledore disapparated, Ginny shrieked happily and wrapped her arms around Harry.
"You're staying!" exclaimed Ginny, letting go of Harry to dance around the kitchen.
A dishevelled Ron entered the kitchen, looking at Ginny strangely. "Did I miss something?"
"Harry is staying!" yelled Ginny happily, grinning madly.
"All summer?" asked Ron.
"Yes, definitely," answered Mrs. Weasley.
"Alright!" exclaimed Ron, joining Ginny's "happy dance".
Hermione and Mrs. Weasley both smiled at Harry, and he was very happy to be home.
A/N: I'll try to get the next chapter up today or tomorrow, but I don't have many ideas yet. As always, I'm going to sit here and beg everyone to review:) please?
Thank you very much to my reviewer jeevesandwooster, you're so kind! I hope you'll be able to sleep knowing that Harry is staying at the Weasley's for the summer, yay!
A/N: I finally figured out how to put lines in between scenes!