Harry Potter-Rescued

The Gifts

Harry swung his feet as he surveyed his new room. He had gone to sleep last night but had been woken up by a nightmare. He had stopped having them for a while but after the move he had gotten one every night, which was strange since he enjoyed the new house. He was a little nervous though. He couldn't tell a single soul about the house and he couldn't leave the house much. Sirius and Remus had told him that he could go outside by in case the charm breaks somehow they wanted him to stay closer to the house. Which was very boring in Harry's opinion. 

"Harry, wake up," whispered Remus as he peeked in Harry's room. He was a little surprised to see that Harry was already wide awake looking a little troubled.

"Remus!" Harry said excitedly once Remus had fully opened the door. Harry ran forward and wrapped his arms around Remus and hugged him very tightly. Remus nearly buckled over because of how Harry had wrapped his arms around his knees.

"Morning, Harry. Did you sleep okay?" Remus asked once Harry had let go.

"Yes," Harry lied. He didn't want to admit that he had started having nightmares again. He knew that Sirius and Remus loved him a lot but he didn't want them to be sad and worried about him, plus it was a little embarrassing to admit. 

"That's good. Come see what Dumbledore sent. He said that he had stored it away after he went through the house and found it perfectly intact. He also left another thing that I believe we can use to go see your old house," Remus said. Harry smiled, he liked the idea of being able to see something that he had once used or held. Harry followed Remus into the hallway and down the stairs and was delighted to see that Sirius was up as well, sipping hot cocoa. 

"May I have some?" Harry asked shyly. He loved the taste of warm, sweet, silky chocolate, especially in the morning which was the best time to drink it. 

"Absolutely," Sirius said as he got up to go make some for Harry who smiled happily as a result.

"Thank you," Harry called as he followed Remus into the living room where a large package sat on the floor. Remus sat down next to it, and Harry next to him. They both carefully opened the box and looked inside. Wrapped up neatly in a silvery, almost liquid cloth, was a tiny, wooden broomstick. 

"A broom?" Harry asked, looking a little confused. He picked it up. It was a very nice broom.

"This will make cleaning easier, now I can reach better," Harry remarked. Remus's eyes widened as he realized the confusion. 

"Oh, sorry, pup. This isn't a cleaning broom. It's an enchanted broom. You fly on it. It used to fit you when you were only one year old but Dumbledore enlarged it slightly for you. Try it. Set it on the ground and hold your hand up," Remus instructed. Harry did so.

"Now say up." 

"Up." The broom flew into his hand, nearly knocking him backward. Harry gasped. That was so cool!

"Now try mounting it and kick-off," Remus said, wondering if Harry was meant to be a chaser like James. Harry swung his foot over the broom and gently kicked off with his foot. The broom rose in the air just a few feet. It hovered for a moment. Harry leaned forward and he sped off with the broom. 

"Whoa!" Sirius said as Harry went zooming past him as he walked in the room holding Harry's hot cocoa which he nearly spilled. Harry giggled happily as he whizzed throughout the house, knocking a few items over in the process. Hopefully, Remus wouldn't mind. He made it back to the living room but found himself unable to stop. 

"Uh-oh!" Harry cried before hurtling into the couch. He tumbled onto his back and began to giggle. Remus and Sirius roared with laughter as well and went over to help him upright. 

"That was fun!" Harry giggled. Remus and Sirius smiled, glad that Harry was enjoying himself.

"Want to drink your hot cocoa you almost spilled?" Sirius asked jokingly. Harry looked down, ashamed.

"Sorry," he whispered. Sirius chuckled.

"Harry, I was joking. Now, I hope you like it, it's my own recipe," Sirius said as he handed Harry the warm mug. 

"Well, in that case, you might want to watch out," Remus said as he attempted to keep a straight face. Sirius gasped at him and rolled his eyes. Harry giggled and brought the cup up to his mouth and took a sip of the sweet, dark liquid. He stuck his tongue out.

"No? You don't like it?" Sirius asked, looking a bit hurt. Harry giggled.

"I was just kidding, I love it!" Harry said. Sirius smiled, he was glad that Harry liked it.

"Want to see the other thing that Dumbledore gave you?" Remus asked. Harry nodded. He peered in the box but only saw the wrappings for the broom. Remus picked up the wrappings. Harry gasped. It was a silvery, almost fluid cloak, not wrappings. Remus wrapped the cloak around Harry's body. Harry liked the feel of it, it was very soft and comfortable. He looked down and gasped. His body was gone!

"Where did I go?" Harry squeaked. Sirius grinned.

"You're still here. It's an invisibility cloak. It turns whatever is under it invisible. Do you like it?" Sirius asked. Harry nodded, his mouth slowly forming an excited grin. He had always wanted to be able to turn himself invisible, mostly to be able to hide from Dudley and Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia. 

"Your father used to wear it. We would get away with a lot of mischief with this cloak," Remus said fondly. Harry smiled. He liked the cloak even more at the mention of his father. Harry hugged his godfathers. He loved them and the items so much!