Chapter Two: Return to Grimnauld Place
Subject ----------------------------------Practical Grade --Theory Grade -------- Overall Grade
Astronomy ------------------------------P-------------------- Poor --------------------P
Care for Creatures ---------------------E--------------------A ------------------------Exceeds Expectations
Charms -----------------------------------E--------------------E------------------------Exceeds Expectations
Defence Against D.A.-----------------O---------------------O------------------------Outstanding
Divination--------------------------------D---------------------P -----------------------Dreadful
Herbology--------------------------------E---------------------E -----------------------Exceeds Expectations
History of Magic------------------------N/A------------------D -----------------------Dreadful
Potions------------------------------------A---------------------A -----------------------Acceptable
Transfiguration--------------------------E----------------------O ----------------------Outstanding
Harry stared. He could not believe it six OWLs! But the jubilation quickly died away when he looked at the potions grade again. Harry vaguely remembered Professor McGonagoll telling him Snape didn't accept anyone with less than an Outstanding. So much for being an auror Harry thought savagely.
'How many owls did Sirius and James get?' Harry wondered vaguely as disappointment dawned upon him.
Putting the letter aside Harry went downstairs for breakfast. None of the Dursleys even looked up to acknowledge his arrival, but he was used to it and quite frankly he didn't care. Harry sat down opposite of Dudley and quietly began to eat his non-sweetened grape fruit. Dudley's diet was still being applied to the whole house and it was finally beginning to have some effect. Luckily for Harry his friends and members of the order had sent him snacks and cakes to survive during the summer.
As Harry took his plate to the sink Uncle Vernon spoke:
"Boy! I want you to mow the lawn, we aren't keeping you here for free!" Harry looked down at him and glared. At least mowing the lawn would take Harry's mind off Sirius. Harry spend the rest of the day doing chores for Aunt Petunia under the searing heat. After mowing the lawn, he repainted the fence and washed the car. Harry trooped back inside the house after completing at the tasks.
To his great pleasure Harry ate to his heart's content once he was in his own room. The evening ebbed away and night came. Putting down his Potions essay Harry decided to go to sleep.
He was back in the Department of Mysteries. Sirius was duelling Bellatrix. He ducked her spell and laughed saying:
"C'mon! You can do better than that!"
"SIRIUS! WATCH OUT!" Harry cried but it was too late. A jet of red light from Bellatrix's wand hit Sirius square in the chest and he fell backwards. After what seemed like an eternity he disappeared behind the veil. Harry ran after his fallen godfather but someone held him back.
"Harry! Harry!" Harry awoke to find himself drenched in sweat and still breathing heavily. There were three dark figures inside his room. Harry's heart began to hammer in his chest.
"Lumos," muttered the closest figure. The light revealed the tired face of Remus Lupin looking down at Harry with concern.
"Harry are you OK?" he asked worried. Harry saw Mad-Eye Moody step into the light, his magical eye constantly looking in all directions.
"I'm fine," Harry lied without meeting Lupin's eye.
"You don't look fine Harry," persisted Lupin. "Are you sure."
"Remus, you can question Potter later but right now we need to get out of here." said the slow and deep voice which Harry recognised as Kingsley Shacklebolt's.
"He's right, Lupin" said Moody pointing a gnarled finger at Kingsley. "You got all his stuff?" Lupin nodded and said nothing more.
"Right Potter," grumbled Moody taking out a dirty pot from his robes and then looking at his watch. "It's a portkey, and it due in five minutes. You and Lupin will take the portkey and Shacklebolt will bring your trunk and owl. Up you get now!" Harry was stunned to say the least and he felt slightly angered at not being informed about his removal from Privet Drive.
Getting out of his bed Harry quickly put on a pair of jeans and a clean t-shirt. No one spoke until Moody nodded towards Harry. Harry and Lupin both placed a finger on the mouldy old pot. Suddenly Harry felt a jerk behind and navel and the small room disappeared. Then as abruptly as it had started it ended. Harry appeared in a dark and dirty corridor of number four Grimnauld Place.
Quietly Harry and Lupin headed into the kitchen. As soon as the door opened someone pulled Harry into a rib cracking hug which winded him.
"Harry dear," said the quiet voice of Mrs. Weasley. "How are you?"
"Erm fine," Harry lied recovering his breath as she released him. Harry looked up to see Mr. Weasley, Tonks and the Weasley twins smiling down at him.
"Harry why don't you go upstairs to meet Ron and Hermione? We'll call you when dinner is ready." said Mr Weasley. Harry merely nodded and made his way past the portrait of Mrs. Black wondering if she knew her son was dead. Harry climbed the gloomy stairs and went to the room he and Ron had shared during the last summer.
"HARRY!" was all he heard before someone pulled Harry into a hug to rival Mrs. Weasley. "How are you?" said the beaming form of Hermione with her bushy brown hair.
"Alright mate!" said Ron clapping Harry's shoulder while looking pleased with himself.
"So what how many OWLs did you get?" asked Hermione straight away.
"Drop it will you," said Ron looking exasperated. "He just came here."
"So?" retorted Hermione going slightly pink. "I can ask cant I?" Ron opened his mouth to answer back but Harry sensing another argument quickly intervened
"Doesn't matter Ron, I got six Owls. Ds for Divination and History of magic. And a P for Astronomy." answered Harry.
"Excellent! I got six as well! But I got D in Potions." said Ron grinning. Harry felt relieved, he thought for a moment he had done poorly. "But Hermione got ten OWLs. But she only got an E in astronomy." Hermione was about to retort when they heard two 'pops.' Fred and George had just disapparated, still wearing their dragon-skin jackets.
"Hey Harry!" said George grinning.
"Don't tell me you outdone us as well?" grinned Fred with a look of mock seriousness. "Anyway Harry, mum wants you downstairs for dinner." With another 'pop' the twins were gone.
Harry, Ron and Hermione made their way downstairs and into the kitchen. Moody and Kingsley were back with two new people that Harry had not seen before.
"We've got your trunk and your owl Potter," Moody growled pointed a gnarled finger in to the corner of the kitchen where Harry's trunk and Hedwig's cage lay. "And this is Wilbert Thatcher and Amanda Thicket. They recently joined the Order." he added seeing the puzzled expression on Harry's face.
Mrs. Weasley then ushered Harry towards a table laden with dishes of all sorts and a jug full of butterbeer. To Harry, who had not eaten a proper meal since his last day at Hogwarts, this was a feast. Apparantly there had been an Order meeting earlier in the night these were the leftovers from dinner. Mrs. Weasley forced Harry to take third helpings of almost everything. During his meal Fred and George told him how business was going for them. Evidently they had sold out most of their stocks in the first weeks and were struggling to restock, such was the demand for Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes.
"Congratulations on getting six OWLs Harry dear," exclaimed Mrs. Weasley shooting a venomous look at Fred and George. They continued to talk and Harry felt some of the strain and grief of losing Sirius evaporate being surrounded by friends. The atmosphere in the room was calm and sleepy. Mundungus had turned up looking rather alert and tired. After an hour or so Mr. Weasley and Moody came up and sat beside Moody.
"Well Harry," said Mr. Weasley grimly. "You're no longer a child and deserve to know what's been going on in the order." Harry's heart began to beat faster and he glanced at Ron and Hermione who had become alert all of a sudden.
"So Potter what do you want to know?" asked Moody gruffly scratching his chin.
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Subject ----------------------------------Practical Grade --Theory Grade -------- Overall Grade
Astronomy ------------------------------P-------------------- Poor --------------------P
Care for Creatures ---------------------E--------------------A ------------------------Exceeds Expectations
Charms -----------------------------------E--------------------E------------------------Exceeds Expectations
Defence Against D.A.-----------------O---------------------O------------------------Outstanding
Divination--------------------------------D---------------------P -----------------------Dreadful
Herbology--------------------------------E---------------------E -----------------------Exceeds Expectations
History of Magic------------------------N/A------------------D -----------------------Dreadful
Potions------------------------------------A---------------------A -----------------------Acceptable
Transfiguration--------------------------E----------------------O ----------------------Outstanding
Harry stared. He could not believe it six OWLs! But the jubilation quickly died away when he looked at the potions grade again. Harry vaguely remembered Professor McGonagoll telling him Snape didn't accept anyone with less than an Outstanding. So much for being an auror Harry thought savagely.
'How many owls did Sirius and James get?' Harry wondered vaguely as disappointment dawned upon him.
Putting the letter aside Harry went downstairs for breakfast. None of the Dursleys even looked up to acknowledge his arrival, but he was used to it and quite frankly he didn't care. Harry sat down opposite of Dudley and quietly began to eat his non-sweetened grape fruit. Dudley's diet was still being applied to the whole house and it was finally beginning to have some effect. Luckily for Harry his friends and members of the order had sent him snacks and cakes to survive during the summer.
As Harry took his plate to the sink Uncle Vernon spoke:
"Boy! I want you to mow the lawn, we aren't keeping you here for free!" Harry looked down at him and glared. At least mowing the lawn would take Harry's mind off Sirius. Harry spend the rest of the day doing chores for Aunt Petunia under the searing heat. After mowing the lawn, he repainted the fence and washed the car. Harry trooped back inside the house after completing at the tasks.
To his great pleasure Harry ate to his heart's content once he was in his own room. The evening ebbed away and night came. Putting down his Potions essay Harry decided to go to sleep.
He was back in the Department of Mysteries. Sirius was duelling Bellatrix. He ducked her spell and laughed saying:
"C'mon! You can do better than that!"
"SIRIUS! WATCH OUT!" Harry cried but it was too late. A jet of red light from Bellatrix's wand hit Sirius square in the chest and he fell backwards. After what seemed like an eternity he disappeared behind the veil. Harry ran after his fallen godfather but someone held him back.
"Harry! Harry!" Harry awoke to find himself drenched in sweat and still breathing heavily. There were three dark figures inside his room. Harry's heart began to hammer in his chest.
"Lumos," muttered the closest figure. The light revealed the tired face of Remus Lupin looking down at Harry with concern.
"Harry are you OK?" he asked worried. Harry saw Mad-Eye Moody step into the light, his magical eye constantly looking in all directions.
"I'm fine," Harry lied without meeting Lupin's eye.
"You don't look fine Harry," persisted Lupin. "Are you sure."
"Remus, you can question Potter later but right now we need to get out of here." said the slow and deep voice which Harry recognised as Kingsley Shacklebolt's.
"He's right, Lupin" said Moody pointing a gnarled finger at Kingsley. "You got all his stuff?" Lupin nodded and said nothing more.
"Right Potter," grumbled Moody taking out a dirty pot from his robes and then looking at his watch. "It's a portkey, and it due in five minutes. You and Lupin will take the portkey and Shacklebolt will bring your trunk and owl. Up you get now!" Harry was stunned to say the least and he felt slightly angered at not being informed about his removal from Privet Drive.
Getting out of his bed Harry quickly put on a pair of jeans and a clean t-shirt. No one spoke until Moody nodded towards Harry. Harry and Lupin both placed a finger on the mouldy old pot. Suddenly Harry felt a jerk behind and navel and the small room disappeared. Then as abruptly as it had started it ended. Harry appeared in a dark and dirty corridor of number four Grimnauld Place.
Quietly Harry and Lupin headed into the kitchen. As soon as the door opened someone pulled Harry into a rib cracking hug which winded him.
"Harry dear," said the quiet voice of Mrs. Weasley. "How are you?"
"Erm fine," Harry lied recovering his breath as she released him. Harry looked up to see Mr. Weasley, Tonks and the Weasley twins smiling down at him.
"Harry why don't you go upstairs to meet Ron and Hermione? We'll call you when dinner is ready." said Mr Weasley. Harry merely nodded and made his way past the portrait of Mrs. Black wondering if she knew her son was dead. Harry climbed the gloomy stairs and went to the room he and Ron had shared during the last summer.
"HARRY!" was all he heard before someone pulled Harry into a hug to rival Mrs. Weasley. "How are you?" said the beaming form of Hermione with her bushy brown hair.
"Alright mate!" said Ron clapping Harry's shoulder while looking pleased with himself.
"So what how many OWLs did you get?" asked Hermione straight away.
"Drop it will you," said Ron looking exasperated. "He just came here."
"So?" retorted Hermione going slightly pink. "I can ask cant I?" Ron opened his mouth to answer back but Harry sensing another argument quickly intervened
"Doesn't matter Ron, I got six Owls. Ds for Divination and History of magic. And a P for Astronomy." answered Harry.
"Excellent! I got six as well! But I got D in Potions." said Ron grinning. Harry felt relieved, he thought for a moment he had done poorly. "But Hermione got ten OWLs. But she only got an E in astronomy." Hermione was about to retort when they heard two 'pops.' Fred and George had just disapparated, still wearing their dragon-skin jackets.
"Hey Harry!" said George grinning.
"Don't tell me you outdone us as well?" grinned Fred with a look of mock seriousness. "Anyway Harry, mum wants you downstairs for dinner." With another 'pop' the twins were gone.
Harry, Ron and Hermione made their way downstairs and into the kitchen. Moody and Kingsley were back with two new people that Harry had not seen before.
"We've got your trunk and your owl Potter," Moody growled pointed a gnarled finger in to the corner of the kitchen where Harry's trunk and Hedwig's cage lay. "And this is Wilbert Thatcher and Amanda Thicket. They recently joined the Order." he added seeing the puzzled expression on Harry's face.
Mrs. Weasley then ushered Harry towards a table laden with dishes of all sorts and a jug full of butterbeer. To Harry, who had not eaten a proper meal since his last day at Hogwarts, this was a feast. Apparantly there had been an Order meeting earlier in the night these were the leftovers from dinner. Mrs. Weasley forced Harry to take third helpings of almost everything. During his meal Fred and George told him how business was going for them. Evidently they had sold out most of their stocks in the first weeks and were struggling to restock, such was the demand for Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes.
"Congratulations on getting six OWLs Harry dear," exclaimed Mrs. Weasley shooting a venomous look at Fred and George. They continued to talk and Harry felt some of the strain and grief of losing Sirius evaporate being surrounded by friends. The atmosphere in the room was calm and sleepy. Mundungus had turned up looking rather alert and tired. After an hour or so Mr. Weasley and Moody came up and sat beside Moody.
"Well Harry," said Mr. Weasley grimly. "You're no longer a child and deserve to know what's been going on in the order." Harry's heart began to beat faster and he glanced at Ron and Hermione who had become alert all of a sudden.
"So Potter what do you want to know?" asked Moody gruffly scratching his chin.
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END OF CHAPTER
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