Harry Potter and the Impossible Mission

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Summary:

Harry is reflecting on the things that happened last year at the Department of Mysteries when he gets an unexpected visitor. He learns about his family and moves on after the death of Sirius. A new event begins at Hogwarts and Harry learns he must participate if he wants to help the Order. Harry begins working harder than ever to accomplish the task when one of the only people he feels understands him is taken by Voldemort. He deals with the contents of the prophecy and all the pressures that normal teens have, growing stronger to do what's asked of him all the time.

Harry lay on his bed reading through Lupin's letter. He glanced cautiously over at the other letter, but didn't dare read it yet; he didn't know whom it was from. He read through Lupin's letter again.

Dear Harry,

It has been a rough couple of weeks. I've been feeling the same as you, for he was my dearest and best friend, but Sirius wouldn't want us to mourn forever. You especially have to move on to accomplish greater things. I'll see you soon. Mad-Eye says if you don't keep us a little more informed, he's coming over there to see how the Dursleys are treating you. Even without him going I expect we'll be seeing you soon! By the way Harry happy birthday! I can't say much more here!

Sincerely,

Remus Lupin

Harry glanced back to the other letter again, and couldn't stand staring at it anymore. He jumped off his bed, and moved slowly towards the letter. Harry opened the letter to see whom it was from. Harry gasped, and read through the letter quickly.

Potter, You better listen, since I spent my valuable time writing this. We've been trying to keep you protected, and happy…

He was interrupted by a knock of the front door. Before he ran downstairs he slipped the letter into his jean pockets. He than ran downstairs. To his surprise, it was Dumbledore.

"Hi, professor," said Harry, "would you like to come in?" Dumbledore walked in and looked around. What have I done now? Harry thought.

"Harry, we need to talk," said Dumbledore. We need to talk? Coming from Dumbledore hardly ever meant good news, "however," Dumbledore continued, "we have to go back to Hogwarts, it will be better to talk to you there than here," said Dumbledore casually, now looking around at the pictures on the wall none of which were of Harry. Harry looked alarmed.

"Ok," Harry replied, hesitantly, "let me go get my things" Harry ran into the kitchen, with the letter in his jean pockets. Harry took out the letter, "won't be needing this anymore," Harry said with a smirk on his face, and he than threw it out the kitchen window knowing full well what Snape would do if he found out. Harry watched it fly out the window, as if it had wings. When the letter was out of sight, he went back to the front door where Dumbledore was still standing. Dumbledore didn't bother asking where Harry's things were instead, he flicked his wand, and Harry's trunk followed by Hedwig's cage soared downstairs.

Dumbledore pulled out a coin and said, " put your hand on it." Harry did as he was told, even though he hated portkeys. "1... 2... 3!" He felt a familiar pull behind his navel as he was swept away from Privet Drive in a blur of colors, and with a flash of light they were at Hogwarts. "Come with me" said Dumbledore as he helped Harry to his feet. They walked down the corridors and up to the familiar stone gargoyle. "Cockroach clusters" said Dumbledore. They both stepped onto the staircase. As Harry followed Dumbledore up the stairs, he began wondering what was so important that they had to come here. They walked into Dumbledore's office. Harry looked around at all of the portraits that were on the walls that were so familiar to him. They were all staring at Harry and whispering among themselves. "Come in Harry, and close the door behind you," "sit down Harry, we need to talk," Harry walked over to Fawkes's perch beside the doors to the office to look at the beautiful bird with its bright and elegant colors. He stroked the birds feathers then sat down on the chair in front of Dumbledore's desk. "I haven't told you this for your protection," started Dumbledore and Harry could feel his anger rising up inside him, but didn't say anything. Instead he got back up and went over to Fawkes. He began stroking the bird again. The anger was slowly leaving him. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath and sat back down. Dumbledore looked at him for a moment, his clear blue eyes giving Harry that penetrating stare he'd gotten so often

Then he said, "I'm your great grandfather."

"What?" Harry said caught off guard.

"I would've told you sooner…" Dumbledore was interrupted by the knock of the door. Harry watched as his potions teacher, Professor Snape, walked in.

Headmaster," said Snape, "I need to speak with to you now! It's urgent! Potter did you read the letter I sent you?"

"Well, you see professor, I sort of threw it out the window"

"YOU DID WHAT?" "DO YOU KNOW WHAT THE DARK LORD WOULD DO IF HE GETS HOLD OF THE LETTER?" Snape said angrily while Harry kept silent.

Dumbledore spoke up and said, "I will speak to you about this later, Harry, but for now I want you to take this Portkey and go back to Grimmauld's Place," said Dumbledore without a trace of anger. Harry stood up and put his hand on it, glaring at Snape as he did so, Dumbledore continued speaking. "Oh and Harry, what we discuss in this room stays in this room," Harry nodded as he took the Portkey and used it to get back to Grimmuald's Place. "1... 2...3." He was gone from Dumbledore's office and on his way to headquarters.