Dark Sister

Chapter 19 The Freedom of Love

 

Another summer come and gone, and Harry and his friends attended the world quiddich cup. They all had to flee due to an attack by Voldimort's death eaters. After which they all set off on the train to Hogwarts to return for their fourth year of magical studies. On Hermione's insistence Harry wrote a letter to Sirius about his nightmares and the pains that he had begun to have again. It was two months later when he received a reply.

Harry stood in the owlery waiting for Hedwig to return, when a black owl swooped through the open window and landed beside him with a letter addressed to him clasped in his beak. Harry took the letter and began to read it to himself.

"Dear Harry,

I couldn't risk sending Hedwig. Ever since the attack of the world cup, the ministry has been intercepting more and more owls. She's too easily recognized. We need to talk face to face. Meet me Saturday night at one in the morning in the Gryffindor common room. Make sure that you are alone.

Sirius

P.S. the bird bites."

Harry flinched as the owl took that moment to bite him in the hand. He told nobody about his meeting with Sirius and waited for Saturday night to come.

On Saturday night Harry waited up until everyone else was asleep then he crept down to the common room and waited for Sirius to show up. He called out to his god-father softly hoping that he was already there. Finding that he had not yet arrived he picked up a copy of the daily prophet, and frowned at his picture on the front page. Disgusted with the contents of the article written by Rita Skeeter, he crumpled the paper and tossed it into the fire.

An abnormal hissing noise came from the hearth and Harry whirled around to see Sirius's head sitting among the low flames and embers. He ran forward and crouched down so that he could look into Sirius's eyes. "Sirius, how?" he began to ask.

"I don't have much time, Harry, so let me get straight to it. Did you or did you not put your name into the goblet of fire?" asked Sirius in a fatherly tone.

"No I didn't," answered Harry truthfully.

"Well, tell me about this dream that you had. You mentioned Wormtail, and Voldimort, but who was the other man?" asked Sirius.

"I don't know they never said his name," said Harry.

"Voldimort was giving him something to do. He wanted me. I don't know why. It was only a dream right," asked Harry.

"Yes, it was just a dream," said Sirius in a soothing tone. "However, the death eaters at the world cup, your name ending up in the goblet of fire, these things aren't just coincidences. Hogwarts isn't safe anymore," said Sirius.

"What do you mean?" asked Harry.

"I mean that the devils are inside of the very walls at Hogwarts. Igor Kakoroff, he was a death eater. Nobody just stops being a death eater. Then there's Barty Crouch, with his heart of stone. He sent his own son to Azkaban Prison," said Sirius.

"Do you think that one of them put my name into the goblet of fire?" asked Harry.

"I have no idea exactly who put your name into that goblet, but you can rest assured that whoever it is no friend to you. People have died in the tri-wizard tournament," said Sirius.

"I'm not ready for this," said Harry feeling frightened.

"You don't have a choice," said Sirius. They both grew silent as they heard the sounds of footsteps at the top of Harry's dorm, then Sirius spoke again in a rushed whisper. "I've better go, Keep your friends close, Harry," said Sirius as he vanished from the hearth.