Companion

Back at the Dursleys

Harry knew it was getting late because the sun was setting when he arrived at number 4 Privet Drive. Fear was rolling off him like horrid sweat that you could smell, like being on a battlefield with death all around you.

He knocked on the red door as he was taught to do. As the door opened his giraffe necked aunt opened the door and ushered him quickly inside. Once the door was closed not even a word was spoken, Harry was grabbed by his ear and dragged half way down the entry hall. The stairs rose to the second floor on one side, giving just enough room to open the door fully. Harry was tossed brutally into the little cupboard beneath the stairs; the door was slammed shut and locked. The small vent in the door was opened only for a moment so his aunt could below at him.

"No dinner for you tonight, and I don't want to hear a word out of you tonight." The little vent slammed shut and Harry could hear footfalls all the way into the kitchen.

Harry could then feel a rustling in his pants pocket. He wasn't thinking about his earlier encounter only how his life seemed like a bad horror movie on TV. What ever was in the pocket moved again, He reached in his pocket and pulled out the small figurine he had placed there earlier. Harry put the figurine on the small shelf behind him with his few broken toy soldiers and sat in the dark to brood over his life.

The next thing Harry heard was the voice of a young girl. "Harry, Are you okay?"

Harry jumped and his head hit the stair above him. "Ouch!" He rubbed his sore head with his hand. "Who are you?"

All Harry could see in the dark cupboard was a pair of Shining cinnamon eyes. "I'm your companion, helper and teacher. Remember you chose me, and we will grow together until you meet the real me."

Harry could feel an energy in the air around him as the little girl said, "lumos!" and the cupboard seemed to have light coming from everywhere and no where. Now that Harry could see that, a little girl looked like a very young version of the doll he brought home.

"I.. I didn't realize. How?" Harry was now totally confused.

The companion spoke then. "You're a wizard Harry, and an extremely powerful one. I know you've been told there is no such thing as magic, but that is a lie!" She took a deep breath. "I'm here as a gift from your parents who Love you very much. They can't come back so they sent me. I am to teach you all you need to know and hide you from your enemies. Take my hand."

Harry felt like he was being sucked through a straw, he landed in a very large room with marble floors and columns also a large ornate staircase that seemed to just rise from the floor near the rear of the room that split into two more above it leading to walkways on either side of the room. Harry looked around in awe; even the rooms at his school were not this big. The companion took his hand and led him to an office like room lined with bookshelves and paintings. When they reached the rear of the room, he saw an old man in a painting that looked like him with blue eyes and messy black hair that was just showing signs of grey at the temples.

The portrait was beaming down at little Harry as it spoke. "Well my great Grandson is finally here, so good to see you my boy."

Harry could do nothing but stare, with a look of utter surprise. It took quite some time for him to speak. "You c..can t..talk?" he said with a stutter.

The portrait just laughed. "Of course all magical portraits speak Harry, we carry the memories of those that passed away so we might advise, teach, and comfort those still living. Now you have a job to do, and it looks like your little friend is trying to help you, go do what she says and we can talk later….all right."

Harry stood a little straighter. "Yes sir Grand father!"

The companion opened a book as she waved Harry over to her. It was then she realized Harry could barely see anything at all.

The portrait they were speaking to earlier piped up. "Go to James old room and find the drawer of glasses I'm sure a pair will help, he is his father's son after all."

After entering James childhood room, Harry was directed to a large wardrobe with about twenty different drawers. One drawer held all of his old glasses. After trying a few pair Harry found a pair that were just about perfect. Companion then put an impervious charm a disillusion charm and a permaclean charm on them. All Harry could feel was a slight weight on his nose that would soon become normal to him.

They then went and found the ward book and removed everyone's name but Harry's. once that was done the wards were brought up to full battle strength. Now they were ready to learn. The companion took Harry to the hall of portraits in a side table beneath each portrait was a drawer that held personal belongings of the portrait above that almost always included that witch or wizards wand.

After attempting to use almost every wand in the house Harry found one that seemed to work for him. By this time it was extremely late, so Harry and his companion popped back to Privet Dr., only to find some very angry Dursley's.