AN: Here's chapter four everyone. I've finally got Microsoft Word back which means most of the spelling mistakes should be gone, unless of course Word doesn't see it. Sorry it took so long to get out but I've been busy. Enjoy!
.~:Chapter Four - Escape:~.
Harry sat quietly in his room. His wounds and bruises were finally just starting to heal, but Harry had a feeling that they weren't going to get very for this time. Uncle Vernon would see to that.
Uncle Vernon had kept Harry locked up for two days so far and he felt for sure that he would be kept in here longer. He was starving. He hadn't had anything to eat since the attack.
He still couldn't believe that he was locked up in here. If it weren't for him, they'd all be dead right now. If that Dementor didn't do it, Voldemort would have. Harry was convinced that Voldemort had sent that Dementor to get him. And if that was the case, then it was only a matter of time before he sent someone else.
Hedwig fluttered out of her cage to where Harry was on his bed. She looked up at him worryingly. She hadn't had any food in two days either, but it didn't bother her. She knew Harry really needed food more then she did.
Harry reached up a trembling hand and stroked her snow-white feathers. It gave his so much comfort considering she was that only creature in this house that didn't filch at the sight of him.
"Oh, Hedwig, what am I going to do?" He asked, knowing she couldn't answer back.
Hedwig looked up at him with her large amber eyes before turning and fluttering over to his desk. Harry watched as she pushed papers aside with her beck and picked up a piece of parchment. She flew back to him and dropped it in his lap before settling down beside him.
Harry picked up the piece of parchment and realized that it was the letter from Dumbledore. He read it over again and sighed, "I don't know if their coming or not, Hedwig. It's been two days and no one's shown up." Harry said in frustration.
Meanwhile downstairs the doorbell rang. "Dudley, would you be a daring and answer the door?" Aunt Petunia called to him from the kitchen.
Dudley sighed. "Fine." He answered dully as he stood and walked to the front door, his five chins wobbling as he walked. He opened the door to find a man dressed in black robes. He stared up at the man and panicked.
Dudley screamed as he saw the man's face and backed up. "What's going on here?!" Uncle Vernon yelled, as he walked into the hall. He too stopped dead in his tracks when he saw whom the man was that was standing at his doorstep.
Sirius only smiled. "I'm here to pick up Harry Potter." He said patiently. He could see the looks of disgust that crossed their faces and then he remembered Harry telling him about his relatives.
Uncle Vernon walked cautiously up to Sirius and said, "The boy's not here."
Sirius immediately hoped that they hadn't sent him away with anyone else. "Oh," he said. "Could you tell me where I could find him then?"
Harry heard the doorbell ring, but stayed where he was. It wouldn't do any good to get his hopes up if it was just another guest of his Uncle's. That was when he heard it. "I'm here to pick up Harry Potter." 'Sirius?' Harry thought to himself. It was almost to good to be true. His godfather was here.
Harry carefully pulled himself of the bed, still a little sore from the beating two days ago, and painfully made his way over to his door. He sat down next to it and listened intensively. "The boy isn't here." Harry scowled to himself. 'Damn Uncle Vernon!' Harry thought to himself. What if Sirius believed him and left? What would he do then?
"Oh," He heard Sirius say. "Could you tell me where I could find him then?" Harry couldn't take it anymore.
Harry pounded on his door as hard as he could and yelled painfully, "Sirius, I'm up here!!!"
Sirius heard his Godson and his eyes filled with anger. Uncle Vernon took a cautious step back. "Where is he, Dursley?!"
Uncle Vernon was sure he was going to die by the look in Sirius's eyes. Now he knew how wrong he was to try and trick a wizard. "Upp...ss... ssstaris." He managed to say.
Without another word, Sirius ran up the stairwell. He came to the landing and heard pounding against the door to his right. Sirius walked up to the door. "Harry?"
"I'm in here." His voice was muffled through the door but Sirius could still hear the pain in his voice. 'Damn those Dursleys. They'll pay for this!' He still couldn't believe how anyone could be this cruel and felt guilty for leaving Harry with these people.
"Harry move away form the door." He said as he took his wand out. He knew they didn't have much time before the Death Eaters started showing up. He knew Voldemort would probably be watching this place like a hawk if he knew Harry was here.
Harry did as he was told. He stood and moved away from the door slowly, as his back was still quite sore and his ribs hurt badly. He heard Sirius say an incantation that he couldn't make out. The door burst open with red sparks flying. Sirius walked in quickly.
He embraced Harry as soon as he saw him. He was happy he had gotten there when he did or who knows what else those Dursleys would have done. "You okay?" He asked pulling away looking Harry up and down.
"I'm fine." Harry answered quickly, but Sirius knew he was anything but okay. He was much smaller then he had been before he left Hogwarts and he had bruises on his face. Sirius also sensed the pain coming off of him and knew that his dreams weren't the only thing hurting him.
Sirius shook his head. They would have to deal with his wounds later. Right now they needed to get out of there before Voldemort and a team of Death Eaters showed up. "Okay," Sirius said. "Come on, get your stuff together. We're leaving." Harry nodded and started rushing around his room grabbing his spell books and clothing.
"Bring your stuff downstairs when you're finished." Sirius said. He headed back downstairs, but caught a brief glance at Harry's clothing and scowled. Those cloths were old and way too big for him. Damn those Dursleys! Sirius felt a surged of anger go through him as he eyed Uncle Vernon.
Sirius came to the bottom of the landing and quickly shut the door before staring out the window to make sure no one was there. He was relieved to see that no Death Eater was in sight. But how much longer would that last?
"What exactly are you doing here?" Uncle Vernon asked hotly.
Sirius wheeled at him and Uncle Vernon wished he had never asked. "I'm here to take Harry somewhere safe and that's al you need to know." He answered back in the same tone Vernon had used.
Uncle Vernon's face seemed to get redder with anger, if that was even possible. "You're not taking that boy anywhere!" He yelled.
Sirius only chuckled. He knew that Harry had told the Dursley all about him, but they didn't realized that he was Sirius Black; the convicted murdered who escaped form Askaban. " And how do you suppose your going to stop me? I've killed thirteen people with one curse and if your not careful, you'll be dead where you stand."
At that moment, Aunt Petunia was finally able to tear herself away from the cooking in the kitchen and came out into the hall. She caught one look at Sirius and screamed. "Sirius Black!!!"
Sirius smiled. "Nice to see you too, Petunia." He said sarcastically.
Finally Vernon relieved who he was talking too. "Your the boy's godfather. The convicted murder!"
Sirius bowed. "At your service. Now what were you saying about Harry not going anywhere?" Sirius couldn't help but smile as he saw the look of terror that crossed Vernon's face.
"FFFine. Thhheee Boyy cannn gggoo." Uncle Vernon stammered, trying to make it seem as though he wasn't afraid of Sirius.
Sirius's face went back to being straight. He turned back to the window in the door and looked out. Still he saw no one. 'I don't like this. Voldemort was watching this house. I know it. He knows I'm here. Why isn't he doing anything?' Sirius thought to himself.
"What are you doing?" Uncle Vernon asked, sounding like he thought Sirius was mad.
Sirius sighed. "I'm making sure that I wasn't followed. Some dangerous people are after Harry. That's why I'm taking him away from here." Sirius continued to stare out the window. "You all should probably clear off for a few weeks. They'll kill you regardless if Harry's here or not."
"WHAT?!!!" Uncle Vernon yelled. "THAT LITTLE BRAT HAS PUT MY FAMILY IN DANGER?!!!"
Sirius whipped his head around and pulled out his wand. He was getting quite tired of this. "From what I've heard, Harry saved your lives from a Dementor a few days ago. So I wouldn't say anything bad about him if I were you." Sirius said sternly.
Suddenly a crash was heard from upstairs and then, "Cruco!!!" Then there was screaming.
"Harry!" Sirius yelled, quickly running up the stairs. When Sirius reached Harry's room, a Death Eater was standing by the window, with his wand pointed at Harry, who was withering on the floor screaming out in pain.
Sirius raised his wand at the Death Eater and yelled "Expelliarmus!' A white light shot from the end of Sirius's wand and hit the Death Eather right on before it had time to reacted. The Death Eater staggered back and disappeared.
"Damn it! The wards are down!" At that moment Uncle Vernon decided to show up. When he saw the damage done to the room he quickly mad his way off to Harry, who was still panting on the floor.
"You ungrateful little brat!!! How dare you put my family in danger and damage our home!!!" He yelled kicking Harry as hard as he could. Harry screamed out in pain. "You freak!!! How dare you!!!!" He kicked Harry hard again and Harry started throwing up blood. Vernon probably would have continued, had it not been for Sirius. "Stupefy!!!" Uncle Vernon flew into the wall with such force that it shook the house. Sirius then quickly transfigured him into a turtle.
Sirius lowered his wand and growled, "Damn Dursleys!" He then made his way to Harry and knelt down beside the wounded boy. Harry had stopped throwing up, but he didn't feel good at all. He felt sick and hurt.
"Harry, are you okay?" Sirius asked trying to help Harry sit up.
Harry resisted the temptation to scream out in pain. "No." He managed to say through the pain.
Sirius nodded. He stood and went to Harry's truck. He shrunk it and put it in his pocket. He then made his way over to Hedwig. He opened the cage and Hedwig stared up at him, curiously. "Go to Hogwarts, Hedwig. We'll be on our way there, k?" Hedwig nodded, spread her wings and left through the window.
Sirius then went back to Harry. " I can't do much out your wounds now, Harry. They'll have to wait until we get somewhere safer then here, k?" Harry nodded as Sirius Picked him up.
Sirius then stared down at the turtle Vernon who was still unconscious. With the flick of his wand, turtle Vernon shrunk and disappear, just to reappear in Sirius's pocket. 'I'll deal with him when we get to Hogwarts,' He thought to himself.
Sirius carefully walked back downstairs still carrying Harry. Petunia screamed. Where's Vernon? What have you done with him?!"
Sirius gave her a glare she would never forget. "Don't worry about him. You probably won't see him again once I'm done with him."
Petunia stared at him in shock as he walked out the door, but Sirius didn't care. Right now he just need to worry about getting Harry some where safe for the night.
"How are we getting to Hogwarts?" Harry asked numbly from Sirius arms. He didn't exactly want his godfather to have to carry him, but knew that there was no way he would be able to walk on his own.
Sirius looked down at him as they walked. "We're going to head towards London. I think the best way to get there is just to follow the train tracks of the Hogwarts express."
Harry nodded. "Thanks, Sirius." Harry said faintly.
"For what?" Sirius asked, still anger with the Dursleys.
Harry looked up at him and met his gaze. "For getting me out of there."
Sirius sighed and glanced up and down the street, making sure they weren't being followed. "I'm sorry that you had to live with those people Harry. But don't worry, you'll never have to go back there again."
Harry couldn't believe his ears. He didn't have to go back to the Dursleys. "It sounded almost too good to be true. "You mean it?" Harry asked.
Sirius looked down at Harry. "Yes, Harry. I'll make sure of it." He couldn't help but smile at the look that came over Harry's face.
As the two of them headed down the street, there was someone watching them form the shadows. He cursed under his breath at seeing Harry alive. So he followed them from the shadows, his silver hand the only thing visible in the darkness.
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