Hey guys! This is only my second fanfic so it might not be as good as I want it to, but I still like the plot. R&R please, I really want to know what you think of the story. Hope you like it!

Chapter 1

Helpless

Harry was lying on his bed; it was a cold night, the Dursleys left him with an open window he could not close, and he did not eat anything in the past two days. Mrs. Figg would sneak in food when she came to visit, pretending to come to criticize the boy; if it wasn't for her, Harry would have probably died of hunger. The window would shock Harry every time he tried to open or close it (to prevent him from escaping), and Vernon purposely left the window open, Harry having no blanket. They had a remote that would turn the shock device off whenever they wanted to touch the window, but they never forgot to turn it back on when they left the room. Well, Vernon never forgot. Petunia would sometimes leave it open, acting as if she forgot, but she only did this when Vernon didn't notice.

The Dursleys were visiting Aunt Marge this weekend; Marge insisted that they left Harry at home, and so they did. Having left Harry without food, water, or a blanket to keep him warm, Harry would not help but think that this was Vernon's attempt to kill him. He didn't mind that though-that way he'll be with Sirius and his parents again.

He lay curled up on his bed, hoping to gain some warmth, when he heard a crash down in the kitchen. He say bolt up, listening closely.

He had his wand with him, but did not want to get in trouble for using magic again. He wondered whether it was members of the Order coming to save him, but he negated that thought right away. It was only the fifth week of summer and the Order gave him no notice of their arrival; he got out his wand from under his pillow and waited.

'They just had to lock my door, because I would definitely run away the second they leave…Aunt Petunia knows I can't do that! Not that she would mind me leav--'

Another crash and many loud cracks caught his attention. If this were the Order they wouldn't have made this much noise; even Tonks isn't that clumsy.

Harry was starting to panic; he didn't want tot use magic if it wasn't necessary, but he didn't want to be caught off guard either. He didn't know what to do, and before he had time to think of something, the door flung open and in front of him stood no less than 10 Death Eaters, who didn't even bother to wear their dreadful masks.

Harry immediately raised his wand, but Lestrange was too quick for him; she Stunned him and laughed her evil laugh.

"So, we meet again Potter…I bet this is a wonderful surprise for you. Did you really think we would let you live after what happened in the Ministry? Don't be foolish!" The other Death Eaters were laughing now.

"Portus," Lestrange uttered, pointing her wand at a piece of parchment she found on the floor.

"There we go…now, Potter, we're going for a trip; when we arrive…oh, let's just say it will be fun."

She grabbed Harry rather harshly by the collar of his shirt, forcing him to stand up. Harry was still Stunned, and as much as he wanted to, could do nothing to stop her.

She thrust the parchment into his hand while holding on to it. They both disappeared leaving behind them a room full of laughing Death Eaters.

Back in Dumbledore's office, certain Order members were discussing when they should get Harry from his Aunt and Uncle.

"Albus, I really don't think he needs to stay there any longer. It's dangerous everywhere nowadays, he would be safer at Hogwarts," McGonagall tried to convince him.

"I completely agree, Minerva, especially considering that he is--"

"Albus, he needs the protection!" Moody started, "He has special wards there and he is protected by the most powerful spells!" 'Constant vigilance,' he thought to himself.

"Alastor, we understand he is well protected, no one is denying that; but that magic only prevents someone from hurting him while inside the house, it doesn't prevent Death Eaters attacking while wandering outside at night, or luring him out of the house and then kidnapping him," Lupin said, worry etched on his face.

Dumbledore's expression became grave and serious. "I'm afraid that Harry isn't allowed outside. Arbella Figg "got friendly" with Petunia Dursley and found out that they locked Harry in his room with no food and they put a shocking device on his window and door that only they can control. Arbella has been sneaking him food once in a while, but unless he uses magic, which I doubt he will try, he can't exactly go anywhere."

"They WHAT?" stormed Molly Weasley, "Albus, do you want him to starve to death? We need to get him out of there!"

"I know we do, I want him out of there just as much as you do, but it's not that simple."

"What's there not to be simple? We'll arrange a guard like we did last summer; that worked out ok," Shacklebolt reminded them.

"Yes, it did, but I don't know if it will work out this time; we just can't risk an attack," Dumbledore explained.

"Albus, I don't care what we can or can't risk right now, I want him out of there immediately!" Lupin exclaimed. He lost Sirius last year, who was much like a brother to him. He would not lose Harry as well, who was very much like a son. He exchanged a significant look with Tonks—they were, after all, thinking of adopting Harry at the end of the year.

"I agree with Remus, Albus," Arthur Weasley broke out of his silence.

"Who's with me?" Lupin asked, while he truly hoped that Dumbledore would support him.

Arthur and Molly Weasley, Tonks, and Kingsley Shacklebolt all stepped forward; Alastor Moody hesitated, but stepped forward also. McGonagall remained in her place, looking questioningly at Dumbledore; she would never disobey his orders. Dumbledore smiled at his loyal headmistress and said, "Well, what are we waiting for?" Together as one, they all Disapparated to Number 4, Privet Drive.