Disclaimer: None of the familiar characters here are mine. They belong to a woman by the name of J. K. Rowling. So stop sueing me you people! Runs away
Silence enveloped the streets of Privet Drive. Every inhabitant was sleeping peacefully. Only one wasn't.
This person was a boy around 16. He had emerald green eyes and a skinny body. As he twisted around his sheets, various, hideous dreams filled his mind.
Come to me... Let me tear you up. Rip you up. Harry, take my body back to my parents will you? Help! Step aside girl! Lily, take Harry and run! Avada Kedavra! It isn't your fault. Sirius died fighting... Then he would be marked as his equal. Master Sirius will not come back from the Ministry of Magic. Kreacher is free! Very soon Potter, you will meet your end!
In a flash, Harry was up. His face was beaded with sweat. A peculiar thunder-shaped scar on his head was throbbing. His body relaxed and slumped back on the bed.
Harry was sitting on grass. Six figures approached him. Two of the figures were young women. The other two figures were young men. There were also two old men. One of the old men wearing gold robes talked to Harry.
"Hello Harry Potter." said the unknown figure.
"May I ask who you are?" asked Harry
"You may call me Nus."
"Why haven't I heard of you?" asked Harry again.
Nus answered," Because, not many people know of me. My heirs are Merlin, Godric, Salazar, Rowena, and Helga."
"Your heirs are the founders of Hogwarts and the greatest wizard of all time!" asked Harry in disbelief.
"Yes. We don't have much time Harry. I must tell you this. When you wake up from this dream, you will be bestowed with all of my powers. Included are the powers of Merlin, Godric, Rowena, Salazar, and Helga. I will not tell you of your powers. You will have to find them out by yourself. Good luck." Said Nus.
"Bye Harry" said them all.
"Harry! Harry! Get up and make breakfast now!" a voice screeched. Harry felt like he was jerked up. Suddenly, he was back in his bead. Reaching a hand for his glasses, he put them on his face and blinked a few times. Everything was blurry around him. He was confused. He took off his glasses again. Everything now seemed clearer. Harry's vision was finally repaired.
He jumped off the bed and nearly fell over. His pajamas were up until his knees.
"Guess that means new clothes for me." Thought Harry dully.
Suddenly, a white aura filled the whole room and the boy-who-lived became the boy-who-disappeared-without-a-trace.
Ron and Hermione were worried about Harry. It seems that he had been more and more subdued due to Sirius' death. Suddenly, the fireplace erupted and out came Arabella Figg.
"Message for Albus Dumbledore. Harry's gone!" panted Mrs. Figg
Just in time, the headmaster came into the room wearing long midnight-blue robes.
"What has happened?" asked Dumbledore sharply.
"There was a large amount of magic in the air in Privet Drive just this morning. My magic detectors all went haywire. And then an explosion of light occurred." Said Mrs. Figg.
"Ron, call your family. All of them. Also tell your father to bring some aurors with him. Hermione, call the rest of the Order. We're taking a portkey to Privet Drive to check on Harry." Ordered Dumbledore.
Ron and Hermione nodded and left quickly. After a few minutes...
There was a crackling sound in the air and the Order members including the aurors and the Weasley family appeared on Number 4 Privet Drive. Immediately, they ran towards Harry's house. But everyone except Dumbledore fell to the ground after they had hit something solid and invisible just a meter before the doorstep.
"What the hell was that?" asked Ron rubbing his head.
"Simple. It means that the protective wards around Harry's house are still active. Only me and Harry can take someone inside if that someone isn't a blood relative of Harry." Said Dumbledore.
As Dumbledore beckoned the group to hold hands, they entered the door and were met with surprise.
A woman (more like a horse!) and two hippos(oops! I mean boy and man) were standing near the doorway in shock.
"Allow me to introduce myself Mr. Dursley. I am Albus Dumbledore and we have come to check on Harry Potter." Said Dumbledore calmly to the large beefy man.
"T..There's no one he..here called Harry Potter. And I want you to never step foot into our home. We have nothing to do with you freaks." Shouted Vernon Dursley.
Ron quickly stood in front of Mr. Dursley and pointed his wand at him.
"Now you listen here and you listen good. Don't you dare lie to us that you don't know about Harry. I know that you muggles always treat him like dirt but if I were you, you better start telling where Harry is or this wand here will be the least of your problems." Hissed Ron venomously.
Vernon whimpered like a mouse and pointed upstairs.
The group ran up the stairs and blew open Harry's door. After the dust cleared, the females gasped at the sight.
The room was barely bigger that a toilet. Harry's books were stuffed under the floor wood boards. His trunk was open and several things were stuffed under the bed. But what was horrifying was the red gashes on Harry's bed sheet. It was the remains of Harry's back wounds. The room also smelt filthy and they just saw Harry's last meal: a piece of molding bread and a rotting lettuce.
Hermione's head started to heat up and she bounded from the room to face Vernon who was just outside the door.
"How dare you do this to Harry! To your own relative! You, you stand there dressed in luxor and living comfortably while Harry's room is worse than a mouse hole. You vile, evil little cockroach! You inhuman boar!" screamed Hermione at the top of her lungs.
And with that she sent Vernon flying with her wand and knocked him out cold.
"That felt good." Muttered Hermione.
"No," Ron cut her, "That felt brilliant."
Albus Dumbledore meanwhile did not pay heed to Hermione's brutal attack. He was busy staring at a letter that was placed neatly on top of Harry's bed. Quickly, he summoned it with his wand. He checked the letter for the writer with a simple spell.
"Revelo rito" muttered Dumbledore.
When he was sure that Harry was the writer, he quickly opened the letter and read.
Dear Professor Dumbledore,
By now, I should have known you would be worried and come to rescue me. Don't worry. I just decided to go out a bit. Where I am going, I cannot tell you. The only thing I can tell you is that I'm safe where I am now. I will be back somewhere around the time when the Weasley family will go to Diagon Alley to buy the new books. I promise you that I will come back safe.
Harry
Dumbledore smiled inwardly and prayed to the gods that Harry was safe. He turned round and faced the group.
"We can go back now. In this letter Harry says that he's fine but he can't tell us where he is." Said Dumbledore.
"Are you sure he's safe?" asked Molly Weasley.
"I do not know. Only God knows his condition now. We can just hope and pray that he's safe from evil and harm."
With that, the group turned back and headed out with Ron and Hermione worrying and Ginny sobbing.
In Voldie's (Voldemort's) Fortress...
Voldemort cried, "How can this be! Months of planning and no sleep and what do we get? That boy is gone. Even blasted Dumbledore doesn't know where he is! A boy just can't disappear without a trace with all the anti- apparition wards and protection shields around his house!"
All the deatheaters around him flinched at their master's rage.
"M..master, perhaps w..we can organize a search party." Squeaked Wormtail at Voldemort's side.
"Then go. And look for the boy. Just the boy. Remain hidden from all eyes. I don't want to spoil our surprise."
The deatheaters started to go towards the doors but their master stopped them in their tracks.
"I forgot a little present to give to you all," he said, "This is your punishment if you fail me." He pointed his wand at them all and said "Crucio!"
Every deatheater writhed in pain on the ground. Even the light side's spy, Severus Snape couldn't stand the horrible torture.
"Now go my deatheaters." Commanded Voldemort
"Yes master," the deatheaters said, "Thank you master."
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