𝑩𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌 || h.potter

twenty || Year 4 ✔️

Harry walks at the Owlery, as an owl flies in with a letter for him. He takes it and begins to read.

Harry.

I couldn't risk sending Edward. It was since the World Cup and the Ministry's been intercepting more and more owls and he's to easily recognised. We need to talk Harry. Face to face. Meet me in the Gryffindor common room at 1 o'clock this Saturday night and bring Amelia with you, I need to talk to her as well.

P.S
The bird bites.

As if on cue, the owl nips on Harry's finger. He goes to the stairs, and was met by Amelia.

"Wazzup, Potter!" chuckled Amelia. "Are your eyes really glistening with the ghost of your past? And I also don't really think you look like a twelve year old."

"Oh, shut up." Harry mumbles.

"Haha, kidding." Amelia snorts. "Kinda."

Harry narrows his eyes at the girl and she shrugs. "Yeah, yeah. Now move, Potter."

Harry shakes his head at the girl and walks away when he remembered something. "Amelia!"

"What?"

"Padfoot wants to meet us in the Gryffindor Common Room at 1 o'clock this Saturday night." said Harry, Amelia nods and gave him a thumbs up.

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"Harry? Dad?" whispered Amelia, as she walks in the Common Room very quietly.

She looks around the fireplace and she felt a tap on her shoulder, causing her to jump. "Holy sh—!"

"Sshh!!!" shushed Harry, cutting her off.

"Don't do that!" scolded Amelia. "Where's my dad?"

"I don't know..." replied Harry, looking around.

"Psst! Psssttt!!!" Amelia heard someone call. She notices the fire of the fireplace flare up a little and a face appears in it. She nudges Harry and he follows her gaze. They kneel in front of the fireplace.

"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.

"No!" replies Harry.

"Ssh...I had to ask. Now, tell me about this dream of yours. You mentioned Wormtail and Voldemort, who was the third man in the room?" Sirius questions.

"I dunno." shrugged Harry.

"You didn't hear a name?"

"No." Harry frowns. "Umm... Voldemort was giving him a job to do. Something important."

"What was that?" Sirius pushes.

"He wanted...me. I dunno why, but he was gonna use this man to get to me. I mean it was only a dream, right?" Harry looks at Sirius, hopefully the dream wasn't true.

"Well, you're Harry Potter. Your Bloody dreams are always true." Amelia purses her lips.

Sirius ignores his daughter. "Look Harry, the death eaters  at the World Cup, your name rising from the Goblet these are not just coincidences. Hogwarts isn't safe anymore."