Harry Potter and the Sixth Book Undone

Disclaimer : I don't own anything Harry related. This is for the people like me, people that wish that the sixth book had not come out the way it did.

Rated T for violence in later chapters.

Chapter Four

When Harry got to his feet in the Leaky Cauldron , he looked around expecting to see his friends, but none were there to meet him. He felt a little disappointed.

As if sensing this ,Dumbledore spoke first " I do believe your friends are waiting for you at the Quidditch shop, Harry. You will have these four gentlemen escorting you around until your return to Hogwarts."

" Sir, who are they?"

" They are Unspeakables , and also your guards."

" But sir, why must they be my guards, why not Tonks and Lupin or Kingsley?"

" They are busy with other Order business at the moment. Also they are more equipped to handle certain aspects of circumstances that could arise."

" You mean Death Eaters, don't you sir?"

" Yes, amongst other things."

" What other things, is there something else that I don't know about?" Harry nearly shouted.

" It can wait Harry, I will tell you after you have had a good day with your friends, they have been waiting awhile now."

" Fine." " Sir, that will be fine. Goodbye sir."

As Harry made his way towards the shop his friends were waiting at, he noticed his silent guards shadowing him at an acceptable distance. As he enterer the store, he looked around for Ron and Hermione, not seeing them, he made his way to the new brooms section and began browsing. While admiring the new Firebolt Express, he heard two very familiar voices.

" Well if you would wait just a few more minutes , we still haven't found Harry yet."

" Hermione, I may not have scored as many O.W.L.s as you but I can tell that we haven't got Harry with us."

They walked right past Harry without so much as a glance his way, " Well, both of you should have to retake your exams, plus an eye test to boot." Stated Harry in a matter of fact way.

Both teens spun around like a gun had went off. They also had their mouths open as wide as Harry had ever seen anyone open them.

" Harry?" " Is that really you mate?"

" Yes Ron, it's really me, why?"

Hermione opened her mouth like she did before, but quickly spoke. " Well you're about as tall as Ron now and your hair is shorter..."

The rest of what she was saying was muffled because she had suddenly launched herself onto Harry, knocking him sideways into the broom servicing kits display.

" Hermione let the guy take a breath , would you?" snickered Ron. " Well mate, I guess I can't call you shorty anymore."

" When did you ever call me shorty?"

" Oh, wait, that wasn't you. That's what I call Hermione. Hey, now you can call her that too."Laughed Ron.

" Harry wouldn't call me that. Would you Harry?" asked Hermione looking strangely up at him.

" No, of course not." He said looking down at her. This will take some getting used to. He thought to himself. Hermione turned and walked to pick up a broom kit that she had knocked down.

" Of course not? Well I don't suppose you would." Ron leaned closer to Harry and said only to where Harry could hear him. " Not to her face anyways ."

" I heard that Ronald Weasley ." Hermione said in the best imitation of Mrs. Weasley she could do. Ron spun round on his heels as she and Harry had a good laugh at their confused friends' face. Harry thought to himself that he was glad to have friends like these. Ones that didn't care about who he was or what he had to do in the future .

' Will that change after I tell them about the Prophecy?' he thought miserably.

He took a deep breath. " Guys, there is something that I have to tell you." As they made their way back down the streets.

" It will have to wait Harry, because some people are following us." Ron stated.

All three teens turned and looked behind them, indeed there were people following them.