Chapter 3- The Planning of the Trip

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When we landed Harry staggered and fell over in the street. “Harry are you okay?” Dumbledore asked his voice laced with concern.

“Yeah, I’m fine. Just  upset that I still can’t land those.” Harry said with irritation.

“Well then, lets head inside and see if Mr.Weasley or Miss Granger  have arrived yet.” And with that thought Harry and Dumbledore strode briskly inside Grimmauld Place, the one place Harry thought he would never return to.

When Harry got into the house  a rush of emotions ran through him. Hate for Kreacher and Snape.

Longing when he looked into teh living room where he had celebrated christmas with Sirius last year.

Guilt when walked past Sirius’ room to get to the one where he and Ron would be staying for now.

And lastlya feeling of helplessness when he continued walking past the other rooms in the house, the Black Family Tapestry, Mrs. Blacks screaming portrait "Mud-Blood's, Blood-Traitors, Half-Blood's!", past the kitchen where last year he had finally had a night where he completly forgot that Voldemort was after him or that he could die at any time.

For that time Harry was just Harry. And it had been the happiest night of his life... so far.

After Harry set his stuff on his bed and put his trunk at the foot of his bed he heard a yell.

"HARRY!!!GET YOUR ARSE DOWN HERE!!!" Ron bellowed.

"What?" Harry asked innocently after he ran downstairs.

"Hermione brought 2 trunks full of BOOKS! Can you believe that?" Ron said as he shot Harry an exasperated look.

"You know Ron, for some weird, odd, creepy reason; I can." Harry replied faking

confusion.

"Just get down here and help me!" Hermione yelled from the fireplace which means she must have used the floo network.

"Coming" Both of the boys yelled in chorsun.

After they got both Ron and Hermione' s trunks settled they all sat down at the kitchen table eating delicious food that Dobby had prepared because he had taken the summer of f.

At that Hermione scowled, Ron laughed with his mouth full of mashed potatoes that went flying out of his mouth, and Harry just sat there flustered until one of Ron's flying mashed potatoes hit him in the face.

"Oops" Ron said apoligetically after finally swallowing.

Harry and Hermione just stared at him not amused. Harry wanting to break this uncomfortable silence said "How about we go to bed and then tomorrow we dicuss what we are going to do at Hogwarts."

A chorus of okay's met his ears as he went upstairs to go to bed. After he changed he went straight for his bed and fell asleep as soon as his head hit his pillow.

"Do you have anything for me Wormtail?" Asked a high, cold, voice.

"They plan to use a time-turner two, my lord." Peter replied kneeling at the feet of Lord Voldemort.

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