Fire of the Phoenix

Fire of the Phoenix

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Chapter2 The Unexpected Visit

Harry woke up the next morning to an unnerving silence. He rubbed his eyes and reached for his glasses. He felt them on dresser by his bed. Harry put them on quickly. His eyes quickly came into focus. Nothing seemed to be amiss, but the stillness was still there. Harry grabbed for his wand, which was hidden, underneath his pillow. He crept around his room cautiously. He stood by the door to hear any movement in the rest of the house. There was no sound of anyone around. Harry cautiously went down stairs holding his wand in his right hand. He did not care if he was going to get in trouble with Dursleys'. It was always better to be protected. Alternatively, what was it that Mad eye always used to say? "Oh yeah, constant vigilance." Harry told himself. Harry only hoped he would not get as paranoid as Mad eye was in his old age. Harry opened the door to the kitchen. There was no sign of any body been there today. A flash of white caught his eye. He leaned in closer, and saw it was note that the Dursleys' left him. "Oh great," he thought. "Just what I need another bloody note?" He opened it and began to read.

Harry,
you are Uncle, and I went to London for the day.
There is food in the refrigerator labeled with your
Name on it. That is your food for the day. Don't touch

nothing else. What ever you do, do not do anything abnormal
or freakish. I am warning you now. I expect the house to stay
Clean! If anything is out of place. You will find out what happens
Later.

Petunia.

Harry crumbled the note with disgust. Just like his aunt to make his life miserable, even when she was not bloody there. Harry sighed and opened the refrigerator. He saw a container that was labeled Harry's breakfast. Harry grabbed the container and opened it. Inside there was two hard-boiled eggs and apple. Well at least they were not starving him, but it wasn't like the food they had at Hogwarts or the food that Molly Weasley cooked. He ate his breakfast without really tasting it. He found his thoughts wandering again. Harry kept reliving Sirius's death repeatedly through his mind. He wondered what he could of did to save him. His thoughts always came back to the same conclusion. Sirius would have been alive if he was not so stupid. Why didn't he listen to Hermione, when she said it probably a trap to get him in the department of ministries. Harry broke away from his chain of thoughts as he saw the lawnmower was sitting outside waiting for him.

Well there was no point of his lazing around though. If the chores weren't done before Uncle Vernon came home, he was sure to catch it then, or maybe no dinner which he was quite used to by now.

Harry tackled his chores with a vengeance. He washed, and dried his breakfast dishes. When he was done with that, he headed outside to the garden. There has not been a lot of rain this year so the garden needed more water than usual. The air held an almost unbearable mugginess. Even though it was still morning, the temperature already sweltering. Harry watered the garden quickly, and then began the lawn. About two hours later he pushed his sweaty bangs out of his eyes. "It's about time for another haircut." Harry said softly to himself. "Too bad that they never seem to do me any good." He hurried and put the lawn equipment away before leaving the burning sun to the coolness of the house.

He carefully scraped the dirt off his faded old shoes before entering the unnaturally clean house
Harry would hate to see the fit his aunt would throw, if he made a mess and tracked dirt into the house. He washed the sweat from his face. He went upstairs, and did the unthinkable. He brought his Hogwarts summer homework down to the kitchen table. Harry just wanted to feel like he had a normal life for once. He was tired of being locked behind closed doors. Why couldn't the Dursleys' accept him for who he is? Harry wastired of trying to find the answers. He only knew that he will never be accepted for what he is. "Only one more year after this crap. Then I will never have to return here again." Harry kept telling himself that
over and over again. The thought of leaving the Dursleys' cheered Harry up slightly. He opened his History of Magic first. "I might as well get the most boring subject done first." Harry began to work slowly, but he got bored quickly. All the names and dates of the Goblin revolutions, blurred together on the page. He looked down at his work. He had only a half a foot written on the parchment done. The requirement for the essay was two feet. Harry rubbed his eyes, and started back to work.

An hour an half later, Harry finally put down his quill. He rubbed his bleary eyes. He could not believe he was finally done. His hand was tired and aching from all the writing. He slowly brought his homework back upstairs. He shoved underneath the loose floorboard. He glanced in over at Hedwig. She was sleeping peacefully in her cage. "Well one of us has the right idea," he thought. He sleepily lay down until sleep overtook him.

Harry woke up an hour later to the sound of pounding on the front door. Harry grabbed his wand, and stuffed it underneath his shirt. He ran down stairs quickly. "I'm coming." Harry shouted it out loudly. "Oh God, why did I just do that it could be a Death Eater at the door." Harry shook his head at his own stupidity. Harry walked cautiously to the window. He peeped his eyes through the blinds. He let a sigh of relief when he saw the bright red hair of Arthur Weasley. Harry called through the door "What's the password?"

"Vertriserum!"

Harry opened the door. Arthur Weasley came in, and engulfed Harry into a warm hug. Harry felt tears burn behind his eyelids. He quickly blinked them away quickly.

"So how are you doing Harry?"

Harry looked up. "I'm ok, just hanging in there Mr. Weasley."

"It is Arthur, you know that Harry. I am here today, to tell you can come back with me to The Burrow. Dumbledore says it is all right for you to come now.

Harry jerked his head up. "What about my blood protection here?" Harry's heart was pounding with excitement.

"Dumbledore added some more protection wards to The Burrow. He thinks it will be safe enough for you to come over. Besides Dumbledore wants you to be happy. He's sorry he isolated you last year. He also said that the wards have been renewed for another year."

"He's only feeling guilty to what he did to Sirius, and I." Harry muttered underneath his breath.

"Harry that's not fair. Dumbledore thought he was just protecting the two of you."

Harry felt the old anger surface again. "Don't worry about it. There is nothing that can be done now." He looked at the red headed man that was the closest to a father he had ever known. He felt the anger leave as it was replaced with guilt.

Arthur Weasley noticed the anger, and bitterness in Harry's voice. He decided to change the direction of the conversation. "We only got fifteen minutes before the port key activates. So I would suggest we hurry up and get your stuff."

Harry was relieved for the change of subject. "I'll be right back." With that, Harry ran up the stairs. He quickly packed his trunk. Harry threw his spell books, and clothes haphazardly, not really caring that it was neatly in the trunk. He grabbed Hedwig's cage, his school trunk, and his Firebolt. He ran back down stairs. He hastily wrote a note to the Dursley's not that they would particularly care as long as he was gone. He left it on the table in the kitchen. "Harry hurry up! It's almost time for the port key to activate!" Mr. Weasley called out impatiently. Harry quickly rushed back to Mr. Weasley.

"You got everything Harry?" Harry just nodded his head yes. "Ok then just grab the other end this news paper."

Harry grabbed the other end with one hand. He clutched his possessions in his other. Harry closed his eyes, as he waited for the familiar sickening tug at his navel. He felt the familiar tug, as the world started spin. Privet dr. number four and all of it's misery's disappeared.

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