What's up guys? I'm enjoying writing this story, and I really enjoy planning things to happen. I also wanted to say that all of my stories are purely thought, I have no papers to look off of or any website where I keep this, it isn't written in a google doc or something. I purely brainstorm ideas, and write them on paper. I call it free-write, it's really fun for me, and it allows room for mistakes, changes and many other things, and all I have to do is think. Now that you know the type of writing I do, On with le story!
Harry's POV.
Finally we landed on the street. The houses were numbered Grimmauld Place and it had house eleven then it skipped to house thirteen. Ron and Hermione approached a non-exsistant house in the space. Moody handed me a piece of paper.
"Now, Harry you need to memorize this, and always remember it." On the paper was Number twelve Grimmauld Place. Moody then removed the paper from my hand. I concentrated on the house and then opened my closed eyes. In the before empty space was a house, house number twelve. I finally picked up Ginny bridle style and hopped off of my broom. Ron was waiting at the door.
"Now, Harry, you have to be exceptionally quiet, otherwise things will go downhill fast." I looked at him confused. Moody knocked on the door. Mrs. Weasley opened the door, and gasped upon seeing Ginny. I piped up though.
"Don't worry Mrs. Weasley. She's just sleeping." She released the breath, then smiled.
"Thank you all for taking care of Ginny and Ron." I noticed she spoke in a hushed voice. She pushed the door open wider, allowing to come in. Tonks knocked something over by the door. Everyone except me and Ginny (cause she's asleep) groaned. Suddenly a woman in a painting burst open, she screamed and wailed. I quickly covered Ginny's ears, she squinted her closed eyes and stirred a bit. A man ran down the stairs and flung the curtains shut. He spoke, sounding annoyed.
"God, can she be quiet for one day?" I knew the voice very well. The man turned revealing shaggy-haired, kind-eyed Sirius Black. I smiled, and nearly dropped Ginny. Keeping a whisper-yell I joyfully smiled.
"Sirius!" He smiled.
"Hey, Harry. C'mon why don't we get Ginny to bed, then we can talk." He led all of us up the stairs. I smiled in amazement. I couldn't believe it, the closest thing I had to a dad was right here. I couldn't take the grin off of my face. Finally we got to a room, Sirius opened the door. Inside were Ginny and Hermione's things. Hermione pointed to the bed against the window.
"That ones Ginny's." I could figure out that, Ginny had her things all over the floor, Griffindor colors, Quidditch cards all over the floor, wrappers, spellbooks, and her wand. I was surprised she didn't bring it with her. I layed her down comfortably on her bed. Hermione's side was more organized, she had piled her books neatly by her bed, and in her trunk was all of her school stuff. Her covers were made, unlike Ginny's bed was, and she didn't put any posters or anything on the wall. Sirius was then leading us up more stairs to the attic.
"Hey, Harry. Are you ok to talk or do you want to sleep first?" I pondered that for a second. The trip was long and hard, I ached all over and just wanted to rest, but on the other hand I would get to have conversation with Sirius instead of just write and expect a letter a week later.
"I want to talk first." Mrs. Weasley nodded.
"Ok, I'll make some dinner. I could use your help." She said the last part to my rescue team. Ron shook his head.
"Sorry mum, I haven't seen Harry in a while, I'd like to talk to him, I'm sure Hermione would too." Hermione interjected.
"Only if it's not too much trouble." Lupin smiled.
"I'll help Molly. Kingsley and Moody need to get back to their jobs." Tonks smiled.
"I'll help too. I'm sorry for knocking everything over all the time." Mundungus was sleeping at the desk, Mrs. Weasley smiled.
"Ok then. It's alright Hermione with Lupin and Tonks I'm sure that I'll have enough help." Then everyone headed out except for Sirius, Ron, Hermione and me. Kingsley had thrown Mundungus over his shoulder, and carried him down the stairs. Sirius smiled.
"So, how does it feel to be here?" I grinned.
"It's amazing! I never knew that you'd be here, and Ron and Hermione . . . the rest of summer is going to be awesome!" Sirius smiled.
"That good huh?" I cheered.
"Yeah!" Ron chuckled.
"I don't get it, how you can be so happy to hang out with us of all people." I grinned in his direction.
"Ron, you're my best mate! Of course I'm going to be happy with you guys." Hermione sighed.
"Yes, but you guys have to remember that O.W.L's are this year. We have to be focused." Ron rolled his eyes.
"Please, enough with the O.W.L's thing Hermione. If I think that I'll do really poorly, then I'll let you tutor me." Ron didn't see it but Hermione's face lit up at the sound of that, then, thinking she'd been caught covered up for it.
"I'll have to tutor you then. You and Harry never seem to be able to get any work done in class." Sirius rolled his eyes.
"You guys can talk about school when it gets here, Harry while you were being brought here, Dumbledore sent me a very interesting letter." I was surprised.
"Really? What was it about?" Sirius laughed.
"About? Harry why were your Aunt and Uncle gone? You used magic. For the second time." Hermione turned to me and slapped my arm.
"Harry! You know perfectly well that we aren't supposed to be using magic outside of school!" I couldn't help it, I yelled.
"I was protecting myself, ok! Dementors attacked me! What was I supposed to do?" Ron was shocked.
"Dementors? They aren't supposed to leave Azkaban, unless the Ministry tells them to." Hermione hit his shoulder.
"You better not be thinking what I think you are. The Ministry would never intentionally send Dementors Harry's way. They must be rouge or something." I thought of an idea.
"What if Voldemort got to them?" They all cringed. Sirius pondered this for a moment.
"What motive could he have for sending Dementors your way? Wouldn't he send Death Eaters? They probably are rouge, they wouldn't attack you under the Dark Lord or the Ministry otherwise." Hermione nodded, as if she agreed. Before Ron could interject, Ginny bounced in.
"Hi, guys. Mom says dinner is ready." Ginny had changed from her robes and was now in jeans and a long-sleeve T-shirt. She waited for us, then we all walked down the stairs as quiet as we could. All the while I couldn't help thinking how cute Ginny looked.
Hello, and goodbye to another chapter. I made this one a bit longer than the others, just cause I wanted to add in Harry's thought at the end. That was a plus, but now I'm tired and my fingers hurt from typing too long. So, I'm going to take a break, and next time you see me I'll have a new chapter ready for you, ok? Bye!