Going to the Burrow

Harry was in the living room waiting for the Weasley's to Floo in to pick him up. He wondered if it would anything like their last visit. The twins had given his cousin Dudley a Ton-Tongue, and his tongue had grown almost 3 feet long. He glanced at his watch,

it was 9:10. They were ten minutes late,

he wondered if there was something wrong, or if they were just late. Two years ago he would have just said they were being regular Weasley's, but now, there had been so many

Muggle and Wizard tortures and killings, so that he worried constantly that someone he knew was in trouble.

Just a few weeks ago, he had heard about a mass muggle torture, in which three Death Eaters had done a number of painful spells and curses, sending six of the thirteen muggles to Saint Mungo's.

The muggle Prime the Minister had hushed event, by saying that there was a gang who was responsible. Luckily for him, the details where able to kept away.

All of a sudden, a fire flared up in the fire place. Aunt Petunia jumped, looking un-nerved, and Uncle Vernon put on his most scary face, which made his already far face look like a mad pug dog.

Harry jumped up and grabbed his trunk, dragging it closer to the fire place. He wanted get out quickly, without trouble. Mr. Weasley came out of the fire, smiling and looking around at the Dursleys, and then Hermione came out and ran to give Harry a bone squeezing hug,

Ron came after her, and laughed when he saw Harry's face, which was squeezed in pain and surprise.

"Harry, Harry how are you!" Hermione screeched, looking at him with concern.

"Fine." he answered with slight amusement, after pulling away from the bone crunching grasp.

Suddenly Harry heard a whimper, and he saw his cousin Dudley coming down the stairs, in his green and blue striped pajamas. He looked at the people around the living room, and turned and hightailed

back up the stairs. Hermione and Ron looked like they might burst out laughing. Harry decided it was time to go,

so he looked at his Aunt and Uncle. "Well I'll be leaving then, I won't be back." Uncle Vernon looked like he couldn't wait, but he just nodded.

Aunt Petunia said something though. "Will we still be protected?" Harry looked at her

a moment before answering. "There'll be someone keeping an eye on you, looking for anything."

She nodded and sat back down, as Ron and Mr. Weasley picked up

Harry's old trunk and went back into the green fire saying "The Burrow!", and Hermione quickly followed, after nodding coldly at the Dursleys. Harry turned back around to face his sour faced Aunt and Uncle. "Well bye then, tell Dudley he can have his room back."

and went into the fire and saying clearly, "The Burrow." Feeling only slightly guilty.

A/N Hello everyone! It is me again. I have also corrected this chapter, and added a few things. I'm actually appalled that it was so short. I can't really had anything else though, without re-doing the entire chapter, and I don't have the need for that. So I hope you enjoy, reviews are always welcome!

Her-My-Oh-Knee

Sam