Fantasy Of Spring

Chapter 3: The Visitor And The Reading Of The Will
“My Lord! Shall we?” the trembling man before him asked.

“Well...Let me do it,” he said anxiously. The tomb opened...

“Where in the name is he? Where is he?” Wormtail cried out.

“You fool! You ruined my plan! You have proven no use to me. Avada Kedavra!” he shouted. Wormtail mouth opened in shock but he said nothing as he fall. Lord Voldemort winked wickedly at the place where Harry stood...
Harry woke up, head spinning in confusion. Whose tomb had they opened? Why is it empty? Soon tiredness filled him as he slumped back into his deep sleep...
(Back at the graveyard)
“Well, that took care of Mr. Potter. Lucius, if you will...Are you prepared for the task?” Voldemort called upon his loyal slave.


“Yes, master...” Malfoy muttered.

“Well then. Drink this potion…”


“Yes, master” Lucius brought the potion up to his lips and drank. He felt queasy and sick. “Ah!” he yelled in pain. It was then when he realized what the Dark Lord needed him to accomplish.

“Morning Harry!” Ron greeted him as he woke up. He had no recollection of the strange encounter. “So what do you want for breakfast? Mum is cooking pancakes..”



“Wow! I’ll go down as soon as I freshen up.” Harry walked to the bathroom.



“Hey! Stop giving me that gloomy face!” Laughing, Harry remembered the talking mirror and forced a silly grin on his face before brushing his teeth.


“Had a nice sleep Harry?” Mrs.. Weasley asked him when he got down. Hermione smiled at him while Ginny blushed. The girls had gotten extremely close during the summer.



“Got any plans for today?” Mr. Weasley asked as he grabbed some pancakes and began gobbling down as fast as possible.



“Ginny and I are going to Diagon Alley to… erm…”



“Look at some books,” Ginny added helpfully. Ron gave Harry a look that says ‘the girls have something up their sleeves’. Harry shrugged his shoulders and began chewing the food quietly.



“Mrs. Weasley, when will we be going to Grimmauld Place?” he asked suddenly.



Mrs. Weasley looked shocked and she drew a breath before answering. “Dumbledore will let us know, dear.” Harry, sensing the conversation was over, started chewing again.



After breakfast, Ginny and Hermione left for Diagon Alley via the Floo Network. “Let’s follow them!” Ron told Harry and off they went, to Diagon Alley.


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“Wow! The girls are real bother!” Ron exclaimed. He and Harry started following the girls excitedly but were soon sick of where the girls led them. The ice-cream cafe, the nail polish shop (Hermione bought a polish that gives of a scent of lavender), the hair-dressing salon (Hermione permed her hair and Ron could hardly stand after laughing so much) and the clothes shop that sells everything girls needed. “Hey! They finally went to Flourish and Blotts, eh?” Harry told Ron and they hurried on.



“Why is this bookstore so crowded?” Ron asked.



“Hello, hello. Thanks for attending my so-called party. I am Gilderoy Lockhart,” a loud familiar voice boomed. “Oh no!” Harry said. “That’s why they came? To see that bloke? Oh God, let’s get out of here!” Ron pulled Harry out of the bookshop and bumped into someone.



“Watch where you are going,” she said. Seeing the Hogwarts crest on Ron’s shirt she smiled. “Oh, you guys are from Hogwarts? I am Phyllis Julia, from Beauxbatons. I am the new exchange student.” Phyllis had long silky hair. Harry found himself staring at her. He was glad when Ron spoke first.



“Oh hello. I am Ron Weasley and this is Harry Potter.”



“Hi. Nice meeting you but I must go now. Goodbye.” Phyllis gave them a brief nod before disappearing into the crowd.



“She is so pretty! I saw our famous Mr. Potter couldn’t take his eyes off her,” Ron teased. The Duo left and went back to The Burrow...


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“Ah...”Hermione gushed. Although she had no longer had a so-called ‘crush’ on Lockhart, it was still fascinating how his bright smile could make her heart beat so fast.



“Close that mouth of yours, before a pitiful fly comes and you end up swallowing it, Granger.” Hermione turned around and caught sight of Draco Malfoy smirking at her. He had grown taller and developed a healthy tan. “Now it is my turn for you to stare, right?” Draco drawled.



“Ginny, let’s go,” Hermione said angrily. Pushing Draco aside, she left in a hurry with a confused Ginny. “Careful Granger. I don’t want any MUD on my arm.” Draco laughed and moved into the store.


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“Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny! Get over here immediately!” Mrs. Weasley yelled. “What?” Ginny rubbed her eyes and muttered sleepily. “We’re going to Grimmauld Place now. Go pack your things and prepare your broom.”



“Er, Mrs. Weasley? I don’t have a broom,” Hermione said.



“We have an extra one. It was supposed to be Percy’s.” Mrs. Weasley sniffed. The kids left and went to pack.


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“Hi Molly,” Remus Lupin greeted them warmly. “How’s the holiday Harry?”



“Fine...” Harry replied gloomy. Don’t they care? Sirius is gone! Harry thought. As soon the group settled down, Dumbledore began reading Sirius’ will and last wishes.


“As you know, Sirius Black left this piece of paper under my care, hoping that when, one day, he is no longer around, someone will fulfill his wishes, and his properties will be handled as he wanted. Here is what it says :



I, Sirius Black, hereby declare that when, one day, I am no longer around, my house, Number Twelve Grimmauld Place, will be left for Mr. Harry James Potter.



Ron patted Harry’s arm at this.



However, if he is not of age when this will is read, the house will be placed under the care of Remus Lupin till Harry is of age. The money in my vault (no. 711), 1020 Galleons, 1500 Sickles and 600 Knuts, will be distributed into 4 shares. 40% to Harry, 20% to Molly Weasley, 20% to Remus and 20% to Nymphadora Tonks. Also, my broomsticks and all my other belongings will be divided into equal shares and given to Harry Potter and Remus Lupin. My last wish is simple; just that Harry Potter will study well, be a good wizard and, eventually, defeat Voldemort.



Harry could not help it anymore as tears started trickling down. Lupin bowed his head while Ron, Hermione, Ginny, and Mrs. Weasley were crying silently.



Also, I hope that Remus Lupin will take over my duty as a Godfather of Harry. Signed by Sirius Black and witnessed by Albus Dumbledore



“Well. That’s all…” Dumbledore added. Harry nodded silently. “I believed that all is settled? Now Harry, do you have any questions?” Dumbledore asked.



“No sir. Sir, may I return to The Burrow? I just remembered, I forget my invisibility cloak,” Harry asked.



“You may go to The Burrow. However Harry, to ensure your well-being, Lupin, Tonks and I will accompany you there. Is that ok?” Dumbledore signaled Tonks and Lupin over, and Harry grabbed his broom.



“It won’t be necessary. Portus.” Dumbledore pointed his wand on the teacup and it glowed for a moment. Harry grabbed the portkey and started counting down. 10,9,8.....3,2,1 Harry felt a tugging sensation near his navel. A second later he reached The Burrow. Lupin, Tonks and Dumbledore had already reached there. Harry dashed up the stairs and took his cloak. When he got down and was ready for Dumbledore to make a portkey, the doorbell rang. Harry walked slowly to the door and opened it. He gasped loudly while Tonks screeched. Staring at him and grinning was James Potter...