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The next morning, Harry woke up at 7:00 am, so he quietly went downstairs, expecting to be the first one up. He was surprised to find Hermione sitting at the kitchen table drinking a cup of coffee.
"Good morning, Harry," said Hermione. "Why are you up so early?"
"Ron was snoring really loudly," said Harry. "What about you?"
"I always wake up early," replied Hermione. "Would you like some coffee, Harry?"
"No thanks, I don't drink coffee," he answered.
"You used to," she commented. "Why did you stop?"
"Ginny told me I shouldn't drink it because the caffeine isn't healthy," said Harry, pouring himself a glass of pumpkin juice.
Harry could have sworn he'd heard Hermione mutter "whipped" out of the corner of her mouth. He pretended to ignore it though, and looked up as an owl delivered the Daily Prophet.
"Oh no, what does it say today?" asked Hermione, spotting the look on Harry's face.
Harry pointed to the article on the front page, a blank look on his face. "Read it," he told Hermione.
Harry takes a vacation from the muggles
By Rita Skeeter
Harry Potter has spent every summer of his life with his muggle relatives in Privet Drive up until now. During the car ride to his aunt and uncle's house, Harry beat up his defenceless muggle cousin and stormed out of the car, refusing to return home with his relatives. His uncle pleaded with him to stay, but when Harry threatened him with his wand, he was forced to drive away, leaving Harry alone in a small muggle village near London. He then forced his friend Ronald Weasley's family to come and get him, and then he whined for them to keep him for the summer. Dumbledore was against this, but after Harry had one of his famous temper tantrums, Dumbledore gave in to him. Harry will be staying at the Burrow, which is located near…
"Oh Harry, what are we going to do?" asked Hermione fearfully. "Now that they know where you're staying, it's not safe anymore. Death eaters could come at any moment."
I can't believe it, thought Harry angrily, they had to go and ruin what should have been the best summer of my life. Now I might have to back to the Dursleys!
Harry pushed his anger aside because he knew that the most important thing was to get everyone out of the Burrow.
"We have to wake up the others and alert the Order," said Harry.
Harry and Hermione ran as fast they could up the stairs to Mr and Mrs. Weasley's bedroom.
Hermione knocked loudly on the door. "Wake up! It's an emergency!" she exclaimed. "Oh please hurry; we don't have a lot of time!"
Mrs. Weasley opened the door with a worried look on her face. "What is it? What's wrong?"
Harry and Hermione quickly explained the problem to her.
"Go wake the others," instructed Mrs. Weasley. "Tell them to pack up all their things as quickly as possible and to meet us downstairs in the living room."
Harry and Hermione did this, and then hurriedly packed up their own things. A half hour later, everyone was gathered in the living room with their trunks, still wearing their pyjamas.
"We're going to floo to Lupin's house," said Mr Weasley. "Don't waste any time, follow me!"
Mr Weasley grabbed a handful of floo powder and stepped into the fireplace. "Lupin's place!" he shouted, and he was gone in the blink of an eye.
Pretty soon, everyone was in a large pile on Lupin's floor, covered in scratches from Crookshanks.
"Oh Molly, Arthur, I'm so glad you all came," exclaimed Remus, as he rushed into the room. "I read the Prophet and I was so worried about all of you. I'll alert Dumbledore that you're here; I'll be back in a jiffy."
Remus dropped a handful of floo powder into the fire and stepped into it. "Dumbledore Manor!" he yelled, vanishing from sight.
Everyone stood up and gathered up their things.
"Are we staying here?" asked Fred. "It's a wee bit small for all of us, wouldn't you say?"
Harry looked around Lupin's one-floor house. The living room was very cramped, and had a few mismatched chairs scattered around the room. To his right, he could see a kitchen with bright green walls, and to his left were a bedroom and a bathroom. From what Harry could see, that was all there was to Lupin's house.
"Of course we're not staying here," replied Mrs. Weasley. "We wouldn't possibly all fit, and I don't think it would be fair to burden Remus with so many houseguests."
"Where are we going to stay then?" asked Ron.
"We don't know yet, Ron," answered Mr Weasley.
Dumbledore and Remus stepped out of the fire.
"Dumbledore, you're not going to send Harry back to the Dursley's house, are you?" asked Ginny.
"I cannot, Ginevra, as the Prophet gave away the location of his aunt and uncle's house in their article," answered Dumbledore.
"Where are we staying?" asked Hermione. "My parents are on holiday in Canada, I can't go back home."
"You will be staying at Potter Manor," replied Dumbledore.
"There's a Potter Manor? Why didn't you tell me before?" asked Harry, annoyed that Dumbledore was keeping secrets from him again.
"Remus was going to take you there today," said Dumbledore. "We had been hoping it would be a bit of an early birthday surprise."
"But why didn't you tell me when I was younger?" asked Harry. "I wouldn't have had to stay with the Dursleys."
"That's exactly why I didn't tell you," he answered calmly. "I knew it would be tempting for you, but I also knew that you would be safest at your aunt's house. However, due to the circumstances, this is the safest place we have. Right now, Tonks, Kingsley and Moody are checking the wards around the house."
"Professor, is there room for all of us?" asked Hermione. "We are quite a large group."
Dumbledore's eyes twinkled. "Yes, there will most certainly be room for all of you."
"When do we leave?" asked George.
"Can we eat before we leave?" asked Bill. "I'm starving."
"Of course," said Dumbledore. "Molly, would you make some breakfast?"
"Sure, what would you like?" she asked.
"Waffles," answered Ginny, before anyone else could open their mouth.
"But I wanted-ow! That was my foot!" exclaimed Charlie. Ginny gave him her best evil grin.
About a half hour later, everyone was seated in the living room with waffles (Remus's table wouldn't fit everyone).
"These are wonderful, Molly," said Dumbledore.
"Thank you," said Mrs. Weasley.
When everyone was done and the dishes were cleaned, everyone lined up at the fireplace, ready to floo to Potter Manor.
"Harry should go first," said Mrs. Weasley. "It is his house, after all."
"Alright then Harry, take some floo powder," said Dumbledore, handing him the pot that had been sitting on the mantle. "And say 'Potter Manor'."
Harry did this, his trunk and Hedwig beside him, and shut his eyes as he felt the familiar whooshing sensation.
A/N: I'm going to try to get another chapter up tonight, unless my mom makes me get off the computer. Please review!