A/N: poor Harry...*sniff, sniff, sob sob* STUPID RON! …Sorry…you caught me at a random Harry Potter moment…ahem…just so you guys know, for all of you Lockhart fans, I'm sorry but I'm making him one of Voldemort's Death Eaters and he and Lucius and Bellatrix will be in this chapter and what happened originally when J.K. Rowling wrote Goblet of Fire is going to happen in my little fanfiction… so instead of Voldemort returning to power in Harry's fourth year it'll be in the summer before his 2nd year…just warning you…on to the 11th chapter:
Chapter 11
Harry practically dragged his trunk down to the Great Hall the next morning. Finally the first day of the summer break was here, and he couldn't wait to finally be living with Severus. In fact, he would've done a victory dance in his dormitory that morning if it hadn't been for the fact that Ron was still mad at him.
Severus was already waiting for him in front of the Great Hall.
"You've got all your things?" he asked.
Harry nodded. "When are we leaving?" he asked excitedly.
"As soon as you get some breakfast in your system," Severus replied, unable to keep the small affectionate smile from his lips.
Harry only looked mildly dejected; he'd hoped they would've left first thing that morning. Oh well. He thought to himself, and he and Severus walked into the Great Hall.
HPSSHPSSHPSSHPSS
Lucius tapped his foot impatiently. Where were they? Gilderoy and Bellatrix were supposed to meet him in Knockturn Alley, but they were ten minutes behind schedule already. Just then, there was a loud crack and Bellatrix appeared before him.
"Sorry I'm late, Lucius. Gilderoy takes at least thirty minutes in front of a bloody mirror," she said, looking exasperatedly at Lucius.
At that moment, there was another loud crack and Gilderoy Lockhart stood before them.
"How do I look?" he asked, and as he smiled, his teeth sparkled.
Lucius marveled at how the man's teeth could gleam even when there was no light anywhere in Knockturn Alley to bounce off of them. He shook his head, annoyed that Gilderoy had caused them to be late.
"Terrible," he replied sarcastically in answer to Gilderoy's question.
He noted with cool satisfaction that Gilderoy's face turned unpleasantly pale at the word.
"Come on you two gits! We need to get a move on if our plan is going to work right!" Bellatrix growled irritably.
"Wait!" Gilderoy shrieked.
"What now?" Bellatrix snapped.
"My hair looks terrible!" Gilderoy replied.
Bellatrix slapped her forehead with her palm. This is going to be a problem. She thought to herself.
HPSSHPSSHPSSHPSS
"Ready?" Severus asked.
"Ready," Harry replied.
"Take my hand, then. We're getting there by Side-Apparation."
Harry did as he was told.
"Oh and one more thing, Harry. You might want to hold your breath."
Instantly Harry felt like he was being squeezed into a tube; his whole throat felt constricted, and he felt like he was going to pass out. But, as fast as the feeling had come, it was gone, and Harry found himself standing in front of a rather small house.
"Well, this is it," Severus said happily, "Number 8 Spinner's End."