A/N – ok so here is my next chapter! I hope you like it even though it doesn't end in a cliff hanger. Tho some of you may like that lol
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2 – The Unexpected Arrival – 2
Dear Sirius, if it is really you.
How am I supposed to trust you? You claim to be my god father who has been dead for nearly a year and you expect me to believe you! Well it's not going to happen.
Signed,
Someone who doesn't care
It was short and simple, but it got to the point. Filled with rage, yet satisfied with the response, Harry folded his letter, tied it to Hedwigs leg and told her to bring it to the sender of the letter he just got. Obviously, he couldn't give a name since he didn't really know who sent it but Hedwig should know since she saw the other bird, he knew she would know where to go.
Ron was still in the room waiting 'not so patiently' for Harry to explain all of this.
"Harry! Can I please know what's going on?" Ron asked for the third time.
"Sorry Ron. It's nothing really. Some creep just trying to play a joke on me, that's all." He said, forcing himself to calm down.
"Oh. Alright then…well, we've been up here for a while now…you think we best go back downstairs with Hermione and Ginny?"
"Yeah, sure. Wouldn't want to keep them wondering."
They continued to talk about the mysterious letter on their way back to the living room, but stopped when they heard something that sounded like sniffles.
"Ginny, don't worry, your not the only person with this problem." Said Hermione trying to soothe her friend.
"Wh-what do you me-mean?" whimpered Ginny.
"Well, the truth is that…it's me, Gin. I have the same problem."
"You do? And who might it involve?" asked Ginny, losing some of her tears and becoming more interested in what Hermione's answer would be.
Outside the door, Harry and Ron leaned in to hear the answer as well, only just as they did, Mrs. Weasley came down the hallway. They didn't want to be told off for eaves dropping so they pushed themselves into the room.
Embarressed, Ginny quickly turned away to wipe off her still tear-stained face. Ron and Harry pretended not to notice.
"Hermione, you look flushed. What's wrong?" asked Ron, sounding truly worried.
"Oh, um…nothing. Just a little hot in here, that's all. So what was all the fuss about?" she replied changing the subject.
"Oh, right!" said Harry. "You'll never believe it! I got upstairs and looked in my truntk and I found a letter."
"Who was it from?" inquired Ginny.
"Well, I don't exactly know. It was signed 'Sirius Black' and the letter was basically saying a load of rubbish about him being alive and wanting to help me. Some cruel trick I assume."
"Strange…" said Hermione.
"What's strange?"
"It's just that, well think about it Harry. Why would someone want to make you think Sirius is still alive?"
"I don't know. Maybe to get me happy and then crush the feeling while it's still there? People don't like me Hermione. There could be loads of reasons."
"I suppose your right…" said Hermione with a sigh.
They sat in silence for a while when Harry looked up and noticed Ginny was looking at him. When their eyes met however, she quickly looked out the window, pretending to be interested in the shrubberies outside.
Ginny was looking at me…does that mean she doesn't hate me? Could that even mean she likes me more than a friend? Harry pondered these questions until his thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the doorbell.
"Who would be here at this hour?" asked Hermione.
"I don't know, lets go see." Ron said getting up to leave the room.
They met Mrs. Weasley in the kitchen.
"Excuse me dears, I have to answer the door. It might be your father. For heavens sake, what would he be doing home from work so soon?" She said as she pulled open the heavy wooden door.
"Hello Mrs. Weasley! May I come in?" asked the man standing in the doorway.
"Oh dear lord! Sirius? Is that you?"
Hearing this, Harry pushed his way next to Mrs. Weasley so he too could see who was at the door. He was speechless. He didn't even know what to think anymore. Was the letter not lying? Is it really possible that Sirius is still alive?
"Harry! I see you didn't believe my letter. I have a place very close to here so I got the letter right away. I figured you would think it was just a fluke, but well, do you believe me now?"
He still didn't know what to say. "But-how-when?" Harry stuttered.
"Don't worry, I will explain everything after lunch, if you don't mind Molly."
"No not at all." Said Mrs. Weasley, still in a daze.
Sirius came in and sat down at the kitchen table. "How about some sandwiches and lemonade?" he suggested. Mrs. Weasley didn't answer but got right to making it anyway. "Please Harry, sit down. And all of you lot too. So sorry for not saying hello!" Everyone else sat down, their minds buzzing with questions that their mouths were eager to spit out.
Sirius noticed that Harry was looking him up and down, obviously debating if it were really him, or an imposter using polyjuice potion, not that he'd be able to tell anyway.
"Harry, listen. I know you must be very confused, so let me explain. The night I supposedly 'died', everyone saw me fall through the veil, correct?" Harry nodded. "Howevor, no one, not one person, had the common sense to actually check and see if I had died or if I was just merely injured. After falling through the veil, yes I did fall quite a ways down, but Harry. I'm a wizard! Don't tell me you truly believed that I wouldn't have thought to conjour up something to break my fall."
"Well, I guess I just hadn't really thought of it." By now everyone was listening intently. Even Molly was sitting at the table apparently forgetting all about the sandwiches.
"Gee mum, I sure am hungry." Ron reminded her.
"Oh! So sorry dear." She said and quickly got up to serve everyone.
"Please Sirius, continue your story." Urged Hermione, anxious for more.
"Right! So after I landed, all that happened to me was that I broke my leg, which was easily fixable."
"Yeah, unless your Gilderoy Lockhart." Ginny reminded them. Everyone laughed in agreement.
"So how did you get here?" Harry asked.
"Well, eventually someone from the ministry saw the signals I was sending up so they were able to help me out."
"But, Mr. Weasley works at the ministry…wouldn't he have found out and told us?"
"Well, seeing as I told the man who found me the whole story and kindly asked him if my prescence there would be kept a secret, and possibly used a harmless memory charm on him, then no, I doubt Arthur found out at all. You see, I wanted to keep myself hidden for a while so that I could figure what to do next. But when I got back to my home, which I assume is legally yours right now Harry, I found a letter on the kitchen table. It was from Dumbledore."
"You mean…Dumbledore, as in… dead…Dumbledore?" asked Ron with a look of shock.
"No, no, no! Dumbledore sent me this letter long before he died."
"But how did he know that you were still alive?" asked Hermione.
"Hermione, it's Dumbledore, has he ever been wrong about something like this?" No one answered, though they were all thinking the same thing. They were all thinking of how Dumbledore had been wrong about just one other thing in his lifetime. One particular potions professor that once taught at Hogwarts. "Uh…sorry…" said Sirius regretting his last statement. "Anyway! In this letter, Dumbledore explained to me that one of his old friends, a Rockwell something or other, had been looking for a gift for his wife and came across something very suspicious. He called Dumbledore right away thinking it may be one of the horcruxes, Rockwell knew everything about this since he had secretly been helping him find these the whole time. Anyhow, he came across what seemed to be the last two horcruxes so he bought them with all his remaining money, just so he could take them home and destroy them. He has to make quite a living back now but you have nothing to worry about, Voldemort will die soon out of pure weakness. You owe that man a great deal Harry."
"I…I don't know what to say. I'm not sure whether I should be mad or happy."
"I'd say you should be bloody happy!" said Ron. "This man just saved you all the trouble of defeating Voldemort…You won Harry! You won!" said Ron enthusiastically.
"Yeah Harry! This is great!" Hermione added.
"I'm still just a little shocked that your actually back…"said Harry
"To be honest with you Harry, I'm a little shocked that I'm back too." By the time the whole conversation was finished, it was nearly 1:30 and everyone was still buzzing with new found energy.
