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Harry quickly scrambled out of bed , gathering his wand off the cabinet beside him as he went . He pulled his trunk out from under the bed and unceremoniously dumped his school stuff into the slightly dusty case. Once everything was packed harry grabbed his firebolt from his cupboard ( it was the only way he was allowed to have it in his room , if he had all of his school stuff hidden ) He put on his school cloak over the clothes he was wearing yesterday , as last night he had fallen asleep reading , which of course meant that he had forgotten to practise his occlumens.

The stairs creaked as he descended, trying to move as quick as he could . Harry quickly extracted some floo powder that Mrs Weasley gave to him for emergencies, and tossed it into the empty fireplace . Green flames erupted from the grate and gave the living room a greenish glow .

''THE BURROW !'' Harry yelled through the haze in his mind. He pushed his trunk into the fire with his firebolt under his arm and followed soon after . He never enjoyed flooing , he always preferred to fly , more freedom that the feeling of being forced down a small tube with windows which was the effect that flooing gave .

With a jolt Harry landed in the Weasleys living room , banging his head on the chair as he fell out of the fireplace that increased the size of his already huge headache.

Mrs Weasley awoke with a start when she heard a loud bang from downstairs , she quickly wrapped her dressing gown around her and grabbed her wand from the dressing table.

''Arthur !Arthur! Wake up , I heard something from downstairs ! '' Molly said to her balding husband

''What ?'' Arthur mumbled groggily , still half asleep

''Get up Arthur ! '' Mrs Weasley said , pulling the quilt off him

''I'm up , I'm up ! Okay lets go down and see what it was . It could of just been Errol ,love''Arthur said , pocketing his wand and moving out the door and heading downstairs. As they entered the room they saw a tall, black haired boy stumbling round the kitchen

''HARRY !'' Mrs Weasley shouted , rushing forward and gathering the boy in a large hug , only noticing that his head was bleeding after she felt the warm trickle on her shoulder

''Oh Harry , what happened to you ?'' Molly said , worried by the slump in the boys shoulders

'' I-I-I...'' Harry slurred and collapsed onto the floor

''HARRY!'' Arthur and Molly yelled ,grabbing the boy and placing him on the couch . Molly quickly ran her wand over him and revived him quickly after seeing he was okay

''Sorry , I don't know what happened .'' Harry said embarrassed Just recalling his nightmare

'' Oh , Mrs Weasley , the order , the order has to know ! Wormtail , Wormtail was supposed to kill Si-Si-Si-my godfather and then Voldermort killed Bellatrix ! He's looking for something else , something else to help destroy me ! What am I supposed to do ?!?'' Harry rushed , hysterically , tears falling as he only just comprehended what had happened.

''Harry ?'' Arthur said quietly , making the young man jump about a foot into the air , pointing his wand

'' Sorry , I-I-I don't know why I came , I just had to tell someone and I couldn't tell my ' family ' and, and , and …' Harry stopped as he heard a noise from the stairs, he stood up quickly and started to back away until he felt a firm hand on his shoulder. He looked round and saw Mr Weasley looking down upon him , confusion and worry etched into his face .

'' I should go , I'm sorry for troubling you so early and … '' Harry paused as he saw his red headed best friend

''Harry ? Blimey is that you mate ?'' Ron said sleepily , stifling a yawn

''Yeah , I'm sorry for disturbing you. I'm going back now'' Harry replied sheepishly

''Harry ? Oh My Gosh Harry ! What're you doing here so early ? I thought you were coming in a few days ! '' Ginny squealed , running in from the back door and sweeping Harry up in a hug that rivalled her mothers . Harry put his arms round her and tried to hold all his emotions inside , but they just wouldn't and everything came spilling out . Tears ran down his cheeks and huge sobs racked his body. He cried for Sirius , he cried for his parents , he cried for his friends who were in danger constantly all because of him , and he cried for himself , for the life he lost because of some demented persons idea of a perfect world . Would anything ever be okay again ?

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