AN: I know that these chapters aren't that long, but once I get up to year six or so, they will get longer. Sorry that this has taken so long to get up, but its been a hard month or so since I last updated. Enjoy!
Chapter Seven:
For the majority of the summer, Dudley and Harry spent it in London at their aunt's house. Here Harry found the freedom he had been longing for since he was younger. The house was small, but cozy. Harry and Dudley each had their own room. Even Dudley had his precious video game systems back and much to Harry's shock; he even let him play them from time to time. All in all this was now home.
While Harry had no doubts that Isra Peverell was his father's cousin, there was just something odd about her. Whenever he began to ask questions about his parents, she quickly managed to change the subject or avoid it completely. What was she trying to hide from him? He learned to live with it after a while. He figured that he would never be there for long, since he could now go to the Burrow easier to spend as much time as he could with the Weasleys.
The closer and closer it got to the Quidditch World Cup, the more excited that Harry and Dudley both became. And thanks to Isra, Dudley was going to be able to go with Harry, Hermione and the Weasleys – she managed to get him a ticket as well.
Overall – it was shaping up to be a good summer.
The door to the Hog's Head opened in the early afternoon sun as Isra Peverell walked in. The Weasleys had just picked up Harry and Dudley for the Quidditch World Cup. She quickly spotted who she was looking for in a dark corner. She walked over to him and sat down at the table across from him.
"How have things been going?" he asked.
She sighed as she sipped on her butter beer that had been waiting for her. "This is the second hardest thing that I have ever done in my life," she said.
"I don't doubt that is isn't. But it's not like it's going to be this way forever."
"I know, but things weren't supposed to be this way. They weren't supposed to die."
"I understand, but there are things that happen that no one can explain," the man said.
She nodded in agreement, as she finished her butter beer. When she was finished, she leaned over and gave the man a soft kiss on the cheek before leaving the Hog's Head without saying another word.
After seeing what the Death Eaters could do at the Quidditch World Cup, Dudley wasn't sure if he wanted to be a wizard anymore. Maybe Isra would let him go back to Smeltings instead of Hogwarts. But after Mr. and Mrs. Weasley assured him that everything would be all right and Isra had sent him an owl telling him the same thing, Dudley agreed to go back to Hogwarts.
"Besides something exciting is happening this year," Mr. Weasley let slip to Dudley one afternoon, while Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny were playing 2 on 2 Quidditch. "But keep that quiet."
Dudley nodded.
He wondered how much more exciting the wizarding world could get.