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Chapter 6: Finally Leaving
There was a knock on the Dursley's door. Dudley got up to answer it. He opened the door, and outside stood a girl who looked about his age and two guys that looked a lot like brothers. One of the guys had long red hair that was tied up in a ponytail and a fang earring. The other guy had a freckled, weather beaten, broad face and he also had red hair. The girl, in Dudley's opinion, was very pretty. She had straight brown hair and the way she was carrying herself led to the impression that she was a know-it-all, confident person.
"Is Harry here?" the girl asked.
Dudley wobbled away trying to cover his bottom and hid behind the couch where his mother was sitting.
The girl watched him in amazement. Was it something she had said? Or was he just like that with people?
"Wh-who are you?" he asked cautiously.
"Oh sorry, how rude of us. I'm Hermione, he's Charlie, and he's Bill. We're here for . . . "
"I know what you're here for." interrupted Vernon as he went to the stairs and yelled up, "Boy get down here. And be quick about it, they're here."
Harry came down, and entered the living room and saw Hermione, Bill and Charlie standing outside. He walked over to them. "Hi Bill, hi Charlie, . . . hi Hermione"
"Hi Harry," said Bill.
"Hi Harry," said Charlie, "been ok?"
"Ya, been fine, . . . considering. Don't just stand outside, come on in."
"Hi you," said Hermione giving Harry a big embracing hug. " Happy birthday Harry."
"Thanks Hermione."
"Got your things Harry?" asked Charlie.
"Ya they're upstairs, I gotta get them . . . could one of you please help me bring them down?"
"Sure thing," said Bill, and with that they went upstairs.
**********
"Honey are you almost ready? Your plane leaves in a half-an-hour."
"Coming! Should've got me things together last night ... this is kinda early to try to remember everything that I need and trying to figure how much clothes I need."
"You knew that you plane left at 2:30am."
"Ya, I know."
"Why are you taking your school things? Are you not telling us something? Are you staying there and go to that school, . . . Hogwarts?"
"Nope. I just have homework I still have to finish, and I don't know when I'll be back."
"Oh . . . ok."
**********
How come Hermione came?"
"We picked her up before we came here."
" . . . But I thought she was already at the Burrow. She told me almost a month ago that she was going."
"Nope. She waited till you were ready to come. We told her that we would pick her up when we got you, we just didn't know it would be this much later . . . She's happy to see you. She was quite open bout that on her way here"
A silence fell over them at this and Harry wished for something . . . anything to break the silence.
"Ah . . . oh . . . well, . . . here's my room." Said Harry relieved to break the silence.
"Awesome, that your trunk?"
"Yup."
"Anything else? Or this it?"
Just Hedwig's cage, . . . and my firebolt, . . . " said Harry looking around his empty room looking for anything he missed. "Yup, that's it."
"Where's Hedwig?"
"Oh . . . ummmm . . . she's delivering a letter. She'll know to come to the Burrow." Harry managed trying to make it sound like he wasn't trying to hide something.
"Alright then, lets go."
It worked, . . . or at least Bill made it seem like he didn't notice anything in Harry's voice.
Back downstairs they found Charlie and Hermione still by the door trying to engage in a civil conversation with uncle Vernon and aunt Petunia, but failing. Dudley was now hiding in the kitchen peeking out the door, down the hallway to the living room.
"Ready to go Harry," asked Charlie when he saw that they had returned.
"Yup, sure am."
"Watch it boy," bellowed uncle Vernon.
"Alright," Charlie said ignoring Vernon's rude comment, "We'll take care of him"
"Whatever," replied uncle Vernon.
"Don't destroy their lives. But you should destroy your world!!" sneered aunt Petunia.
"Come on lets go," pushed Harry angrily avoiding their eyes.
"Ya, . . . sounds good Harry," said Hermione looking sadly at Harry, feeling bad for him for having to live with these people for his whole life.
**********
Brandy entered the Leaky Cauldron, and walked up to the man behind the bar. "Is there a Dumbledore or McGonagall here?"
"There sure is miss, they've been waiting for you in the private parlor," said Tom curtly. "Follow me."
Brandy followed Tom till he stopped abruptly causing her to almost bump into him. He opened the door and motioned for her to enter. As soon as she had entered an old man and a stern looking woman stood up and all was silent. The man had long silver hair and a long silver beard that was so long that it tucked in his belt. He wore half-moon glasses halfway down his nose looking over them at her, which made her a bit nervous. The woman, though she looked stern, was younger and had her hair tied back in a tight, slick bun, and she seemed very intimidating.
"Ah, Brandy I suppose. Good morning, thank-you Tom.
Brandy just stood there, trying taking veering in.
"Would you like anything Professors? Tea, Butterbeer, or perhaps something to eat?"
"Some tea would be nice Tom, thanks."
"Sure thing," and with that Tom disappeared out the door.
"Brandy, I'm Albus Dumbledore, and this is Minerva McGonagall. Thank-you for coming all this way to meet with us."
"No problem, you got me curious with you letters. And it's good to meet you."
"Brandy, we might as well get to the point. You are a great witch, and a very powerful one at that."
Brandy looked at them strangely. She wasn't that powerful not anymore than others, and not nearly as powerful as great wizards. She wasn't all that great, so what were they talking about? If they wanted a great wizard they should go and find Harry Potter.
She didn't have time to finish her thoughts because right then Tom had re- entered with the tea and some crumpets. He placed them on a tray by the three cozy armchairs in front of the fireplace.
"Thanks Tom."
"No problem professors."
"Shall we take a seat?" asked McGonagall.
"Great idea," replied Dumbledore.
"Would you like some tea and crumpets Brandy?"
"Sure, thanks."
**********
"By the way, happy birthday Harry." said Bill.
"Ya happy birthday Harry." said Charlie
"Thanks."
"How have you been Harry?" asked Hermione.
"I'm fine," Harry replied with everyone looking at him cautiously. Noticing this Harry quickly said, " "Really, I'm okay."
"All right, . . . we're here," said Charlie.
"Umm . . . what?" said Harry.
"We're using floo powder, and since your aunt and uncle are muggles we couldn't do it there."
"Oh okay I understand," replied Harry.
They knocked on the door and before it opened Hermione stepped closer to Harry.
"I've never used floo powder and I don't know if I'll be able to," she whispered in Harry's ear. He looked at her surprised, she knew everything.
"Don't worry, you'll be fine. There's not much to it," he whispered back, clearly a lot calmer than she was.
A child opened the door that looked about ten or eleven years old. "Hi Bill hi Charlie."
"Hey Orlando. How's it going," Bill asked the boy.
"Good," said Orlando as they entered. "Going home?"
"Sure are." said Charlie from behind Bill.
"Hi Charlie . . . is that Harry Potter?"
"Oh . . . ya . . .. " said Harry uneasily, flattening his hair over scar.
"Wow . . . hi Harry Potter."
"Ummmm . . . hi Orlando."
"Sorry Orlando but our mum's expecting us."
"Oh okay."
"Bye Orlando," said Harry and Hermione.
"Bye."
"Bye, . . . boy." chuckled Bill
"Bye guys . . . come and visit me!"
"K"
They followed Orlando through his house to the fireplace and Charlie pulled a small sac from his pocket.
Hermione turned even paler at the sight of the sac. Harry noticed this and pulled her away from the others but not enough for them to notice.
"Hermione what's the matter?"
She looked at him and you could see the worry in her eyes. "I've told you that I've never traveled by floo powder. What if I do it wrong and end up in some other place? I've read about it but what if I can't do it. I'll make a fool of myself." Hermione whispered so low that Harry had to get quite close just to hear her.
"Don't worry about it, you'll be fine. What you do is throw some into the fire step in and clearly say 'the Burrow' and make sure it's clearly said. Oh and try not to breath in any of the powder, ashes or soot."
"But what if I can't do it?"
"You can do it Hermione so don't worry, you'll do great."
"Hermione have you used floo powder before." Charlie asked.
"Ummm . . . no."
"Well then you and Harry can go together," he said with a smirk.
"Harry you think you can do it right this time?" Bill asked laughing.
"You heard about my first time then? Ya, you just don't take a big breath when you step in."
"Ya we heard, you ending up in Knockturn Alley. All right come and take some powder."
Harry grabbed some powder, threw it in the fire and grabbed Hermione's arm pulling her into the fire. She had thought that it would burn but it didn't.
"The Burrow." shouted Harry holding on to Hermione's hand so she'd stay with him. As soon as they started to move Hermione held on tighter. They twisted and turned on their way to what they both hoped, especially Hermione was the Burrow. Suddenly they had fell out of a fireplace.
"Great to see you Harry, Hermione," welcomed Mrs. Weasley very cheerful.
They both slowly got t their feet, still holding each other's hand.
Right then Charlie and Bill had come out of the fireplace and they let go quickly.
Ron burst in. "Hi Harry, hi Hermione. How are you?"
"Fine," said Harry with Hermione cautiously watching him. Harry turned his head to see her looking back at him. She quickly turned away and said, "Me too."
"Great. Still know your way around here?"
Still looking at Hermione Harry finally replied, "ya."
"Hermione you'll be staying in Ginny's room."
"As always. Got it."
"Harry you'll be in Ron's room."
"Thanks for having me here Mrs. Weasley," said Harry gratefully.
"Always a pleasure Harry. You guys should get your things upstairs and then come back down for dinner."
A/N.. I really hope you are enjoying my story and I'd love to hear from you . so please hit that review button below.latas
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Chapter 6: Finally Leaving
There was a knock on the Dursley's door. Dudley got up to answer it. He opened the door, and outside stood a girl who looked about his age and two guys that looked a lot like brothers. One of the guys had long red hair that was tied up in a ponytail and a fang earring. The other guy had a freckled, weather beaten, broad face and he also had red hair. The girl, in Dudley's opinion, was very pretty. She had straight brown hair and the way she was carrying herself led to the impression that she was a know-it-all, confident person.
"Is Harry here?" the girl asked.
Dudley wobbled away trying to cover his bottom and hid behind the couch where his mother was sitting.
The girl watched him in amazement. Was it something she had said? Or was he just like that with people?
"Wh-who are you?" he asked cautiously.
"Oh sorry, how rude of us. I'm Hermione, he's Charlie, and he's Bill. We're here for . . . "
"I know what you're here for." interrupted Vernon as he went to the stairs and yelled up, "Boy get down here. And be quick about it, they're here."
Harry came down, and entered the living room and saw Hermione, Bill and Charlie standing outside. He walked over to them. "Hi Bill, hi Charlie, . . . hi Hermione"
"Hi Harry," said Bill.
"Hi Harry," said Charlie, "been ok?"
"Ya, been fine, . . . considering. Don't just stand outside, come on in."
"Hi you," said Hermione giving Harry a big embracing hug. " Happy birthday Harry."
"Thanks Hermione."
"Got your things Harry?" asked Charlie.
"Ya they're upstairs, I gotta get them . . . could one of you please help me bring them down?"
"Sure thing," said Bill, and with that they went upstairs.
**********
"Honey are you almost ready? Your plane leaves in a half-an-hour."
"Coming! Should've got me things together last night ... this is kinda early to try to remember everything that I need and trying to figure how much clothes I need."
"You knew that you plane left at 2:30am."
"Ya, I know."
"Why are you taking your school things? Are you not telling us something? Are you staying there and go to that school, . . . Hogwarts?"
"Nope. I just have homework I still have to finish, and I don't know when I'll be back."
"Oh . . . ok."
**********
How come Hermione came?"
"We picked her up before we came here."
" . . . But I thought she was already at the Burrow. She told me almost a month ago that she was going."
"Nope. She waited till you were ready to come. We told her that we would pick her up when we got you, we just didn't know it would be this much later . . . She's happy to see you. She was quite open bout that on her way here"
A silence fell over them at this and Harry wished for something . . . anything to break the silence.
"Ah . . . oh . . . well, . . . here's my room." Said Harry relieved to break the silence.
"Awesome, that your trunk?"
"Yup."
"Anything else? Or this it?"
Just Hedwig's cage, . . . and my firebolt, . . . " said Harry looking around his empty room looking for anything he missed. "Yup, that's it."
"Where's Hedwig?"
"Oh . . . ummmm . . . she's delivering a letter. She'll know to come to the Burrow." Harry managed trying to make it sound like he wasn't trying to hide something.
"Alright then, lets go."
It worked, . . . or at least Bill made it seem like he didn't notice anything in Harry's voice.
Back downstairs they found Charlie and Hermione still by the door trying to engage in a civil conversation with uncle Vernon and aunt Petunia, but failing. Dudley was now hiding in the kitchen peeking out the door, down the hallway to the living room.
"Ready to go Harry," asked Charlie when he saw that they had returned.
"Yup, sure am."
"Watch it boy," bellowed uncle Vernon.
"Alright," Charlie said ignoring Vernon's rude comment, "We'll take care of him"
"Whatever," replied uncle Vernon.
"Don't destroy their lives. But you should destroy your world!!" sneered aunt Petunia.
"Come on lets go," pushed Harry angrily avoiding their eyes.
"Ya, . . . sounds good Harry," said Hermione looking sadly at Harry, feeling bad for him for having to live with these people for his whole life.
**********
Brandy entered the Leaky Cauldron, and walked up to the man behind the bar. "Is there a Dumbledore or McGonagall here?"
"There sure is miss, they've been waiting for you in the private parlor," said Tom curtly. "Follow me."
Brandy followed Tom till he stopped abruptly causing her to almost bump into him. He opened the door and motioned for her to enter. As soon as she had entered an old man and a stern looking woman stood up and all was silent. The man had long silver hair and a long silver beard that was so long that it tucked in his belt. He wore half-moon glasses halfway down his nose looking over them at her, which made her a bit nervous. The woman, though she looked stern, was younger and had her hair tied back in a tight, slick bun, and she seemed very intimidating.
"Ah, Brandy I suppose. Good morning, thank-you Tom.
Brandy just stood there, trying taking veering in.
"Would you like anything Professors? Tea, Butterbeer, or perhaps something to eat?"
"Some tea would be nice Tom, thanks."
"Sure thing," and with that Tom disappeared out the door.
"Brandy, I'm Albus Dumbledore, and this is Minerva McGonagall. Thank-you for coming all this way to meet with us."
"No problem, you got me curious with you letters. And it's good to meet you."
"Brandy, we might as well get to the point. You are a great witch, and a very powerful one at that."
Brandy looked at them strangely. She wasn't that powerful not anymore than others, and not nearly as powerful as great wizards. She wasn't all that great, so what were they talking about? If they wanted a great wizard they should go and find Harry Potter.
She didn't have time to finish her thoughts because right then Tom had re- entered with the tea and some crumpets. He placed them on a tray by the three cozy armchairs in front of the fireplace.
"Thanks Tom."
"No problem professors."
"Shall we take a seat?" asked McGonagall.
"Great idea," replied Dumbledore.
"Would you like some tea and crumpets Brandy?"
"Sure, thanks."
**********
"By the way, happy birthday Harry." said Bill.
"Ya happy birthday Harry." said Charlie
"Thanks."
"How have you been Harry?" asked Hermione.
"I'm fine," Harry replied with everyone looking at him cautiously. Noticing this Harry quickly said, " "Really, I'm okay."
"All right, . . . we're here," said Charlie.
"Umm . . . what?" said Harry.
"We're using floo powder, and since your aunt and uncle are muggles we couldn't do it there."
"Oh okay I understand," replied Harry.
They knocked on the door and before it opened Hermione stepped closer to Harry.
"I've never used floo powder and I don't know if I'll be able to," she whispered in Harry's ear. He looked at her surprised, she knew everything.
"Don't worry, you'll be fine. There's not much to it," he whispered back, clearly a lot calmer than she was.
A child opened the door that looked about ten or eleven years old. "Hi Bill hi Charlie."
"Hey Orlando. How's it going," Bill asked the boy.
"Good," said Orlando as they entered. "Going home?"
"Sure are." said Charlie from behind Bill.
"Hi Charlie . . . is that Harry Potter?"
"Oh . . . ya . . .. " said Harry uneasily, flattening his hair over scar.
"Wow . . . hi Harry Potter."
"Ummmm . . . hi Orlando."
"Sorry Orlando but our mum's expecting us."
"Oh okay."
"Bye Orlando," said Harry and Hermione.
"Bye."
"Bye, . . . boy." chuckled Bill
"Bye guys . . . come and visit me!"
"K"
They followed Orlando through his house to the fireplace and Charlie pulled a small sac from his pocket.
Hermione turned even paler at the sight of the sac. Harry noticed this and pulled her away from the others but not enough for them to notice.
"Hermione what's the matter?"
She looked at him and you could see the worry in her eyes. "I've told you that I've never traveled by floo powder. What if I do it wrong and end up in some other place? I've read about it but what if I can't do it. I'll make a fool of myself." Hermione whispered so low that Harry had to get quite close just to hear her.
"Don't worry about it, you'll be fine. What you do is throw some into the fire step in and clearly say 'the Burrow' and make sure it's clearly said. Oh and try not to breath in any of the powder, ashes or soot."
"But what if I can't do it?"
"You can do it Hermione so don't worry, you'll do great."
"Hermione have you used floo powder before." Charlie asked.
"Ummm . . . no."
"Well then you and Harry can go together," he said with a smirk.
"Harry you think you can do it right this time?" Bill asked laughing.
"You heard about my first time then? Ya, you just don't take a big breath when you step in."
"Ya we heard, you ending up in Knockturn Alley. All right come and take some powder."
Harry grabbed some powder, threw it in the fire and grabbed Hermione's arm pulling her into the fire. She had thought that it would burn but it didn't.
"The Burrow." shouted Harry holding on to Hermione's hand so she'd stay with him. As soon as they started to move Hermione held on tighter. They twisted and turned on their way to what they both hoped, especially Hermione was the Burrow. Suddenly they had fell out of a fireplace.
"Great to see you Harry, Hermione," welcomed Mrs. Weasley very cheerful.
They both slowly got t their feet, still holding each other's hand.
Right then Charlie and Bill had come out of the fireplace and they let go quickly.
Ron burst in. "Hi Harry, hi Hermione. How are you?"
"Fine," said Harry with Hermione cautiously watching him. Harry turned his head to see her looking back at him. She quickly turned away and said, "Me too."
"Great. Still know your way around here?"
Still looking at Hermione Harry finally replied, "ya."
"Hermione you'll be staying in Ginny's room."
"As always. Got it."
"Harry you'll be in Ron's room."
"Thanks for having me here Mrs. Weasley," said Harry gratefully.
"Always a pleasure Harry. You guys should get your things upstairs and then come back down for dinner."
A/N.. I really hope you are enjoying my story and I'd love to hear from you . so please hit that review button below.latas
~Lavender~