AN: I've re-done the prologue and chapter one just because I didn't like how chapter one turned out and I thought the prologue needed to be longer. Hope you enjoy my new prologue and chapter one.
The night was quiet and dark. The trees rustled softly in the wind and made soft whistling sounds as they blew through the halls of the castle. For a summer night in the middle of July, it was quite cool. Although neither figure standing outside of the castle seemed to notice.
Normally, it wouldn't be unusual to see the Headmaster and deputy Headmistress standing outside of the school. But, they weren't just standing there. They seemed to be waiting for something at this late hour.
McGonagoll stood silently beside Dumbledore, waiting patiently. Although she looked clam, she was indeed very worried. Ever since the end of the Tournament last month when she had heard Voldemort had returned she had been worried. Not only for the entire world at large, but also for a certain someone. And she knew Voldemort would stop at nothing to get him. But what if he did?
Dumbledore seemed to sense what she was thinking. "He will be fine, Minerva. He's well protected."
McGonagoll nodded her head in agreement. "I know, but I can't help worrying. You-Know-Who will find him, Albus. No matter what it takes."
"I know. That's why this meeting has been called." Dumbledore said, keeping his eyes on the Horizon.
McGonagoll sighed worryingly. "Albus, is Harry..."
"Yes, I'm afraid he is." But Dumbledore didn't say anymore. For of in the distance, coming towards the castle at an unbelievable speed, was a black carriage being driven buy two jet-black horses. It stopped as it came up before the steps that lead into the castle and the door opened to revel a clocked figure.
Dumbledore went down to greet the man. McGonagoll waited on the steps. "I'm glad you were able to make it." Dumbledore said to the man. He simply nodded.
"It wasn't easy. I trust that he is safe, Albus." The Man said as he and Dumbledore started to climb the steps to the castle. More Clocked figures came out of the carriage and followed them up the steps. McGonagoll followed closely behind them.
"He is safe, for now. But, that could change very soon." Dumbledore said calmly.
The man just nodded in understanding and followed Dumbledore into the castle. Once everyone was in, the large oak doors shut and the grounds at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry was silent once more.
The group walked silently down one of the hall in Hogwarts. The halls were dark and quiet. Not even Peeves made a sound tonight. If it weren't for the silent figures that walk in the halls, Hogwarts would have looked like it had been completely empty of life.
They walked in silence, everyone wrapped up in their own thoughts, 'til the cloaked figure spoke again. "I take it our 'guest' will not be attending this meeting?" It was more of a statement then a question.
Albus nodded. "It's not safe for him if people were to find out who he was. I can't even tell those who I'd trust with my life. He'd be in too much danger."
The cloaked figure nodded, understanding why Dumbledore was doing this. If anyone found out that 'he' was here not only would 'his' life be in danger but so would Harry's. He could risk that. He couldn't lose them. Not again.
Albus seemed to read the figures mind and sighed. "Why don't you go talk to him? I'll fill you and him in on the meeting later."
The cloaked man looked at him and smiled in the darkness. "Is he in your office?"
Albus nodded and then said quietly. "I think you'll be able to figure out the pass word."
The figure nodded and headed off from the group to Dumbledore's office. Once he was out of sight from the rest of the group he looked around to make sure no one was watching then lowered his hooded.
Sirius Black moved swiftly down the halls up the stairs and turned right then continued down the hall. He came to the stone gargoyle and whispered, "Phoenix." The stone gargoyle jumped aside and Sirius quickly went up the revolving stairs. He came to the wooden door and gently pushed it open.
There was a cloaked man sitting in a chair by the fireplace reading quiet by the light. The rest of the room was dark and quiet expect from the occasional crackle from the fire or the movement of pages when the man turned to the next page. The cloaked man raised his head when he head movement by the door and only saw Sirius. But that was enough to make him smile.
Sirius leaned against the door. "How are you doing?"
The cloaked figure sighed. "Better. I'm still a little shaky though."
Sirius nodded. "Understandable. You've been through a lot."
The cloaked figure snorted. "That's an understatement."
Sirius smiled then joined the man in a chair next to his by the fire. Though the fire light up most of that area, the cloaked figure's face remained hidden under the hood, but Sirius knew whom it was.
"It's not your fault, you know. You couldn't have done anything to save them." Sirius said softly, trying to see if his friend was really all right.
He laid the book down in his lap and rubbed his face under his hood. "I know. I just can't help thinking of what I could have done differently to save them. I feel like it's my fault though I know that I did all I could." He sighed in frustration. "Why didn't he just kill me too instead of putting that curse on me."
Sirius placed his hand on the figure's shoulder and forces him to look at him. "He wanted you to suffer, which is what's happing. But he had hoped that by the time the curse worn off that everyone you knew would be dead, but he didn't get so lucky. You have a lot of people around you who care about you. Just try to remember that." Sirius reassured him.
The cloaked figure nodded. "So anyways," He said trying to change the subject. He really didn't want to think about it right now. "Have you heard from Harry lately?"
Sirius sighed and sat back in the chair. "No, I haven't. I've been busy and Harry knows that. He probably won't risk sending me any owls until I tell him it's safe."
The cloaked figure nodded. "Albus assured me he was safe, but from what I can feel, I doesn't seem that way."
Sirius looked up at him puzzled. "What do you mean?"
The cloaked figure stared at the fire. It's Orangey glow casting shadows over everything. "That's just it. I'm not sure what I mean. It's hard to explain, Sirius. It's like I can just feel that something's not right with Harry. That something's wrong. You know I have a talent for things like this."
Sirius nodded. "I know. But what makes you think something's wrong."
The figure sighed and slumped back in the chair. "I'm not sure. It doesn't have anything to do with Voldemort, I know that much. I just…Arg… I don't know. It's hard to explain."
Sirius understood. "It's okay. If there is something wrong Harry will let us know. Or at least I hope he will. It seems that since the Tournament he's been… off, though I can't really blame him."
They sat in silence 'til the cloaked figure asked the question Sirius knew was coming. "Sirius, when will I be able to see him?"
Sirius sighed and rubbed his hands over his face. "I don't know. Harry's been through a lot. Dumbledore will let you know when he's ready to see you. You've got to remember that Harry doesn't even know about you-know-what yet. All of this will be very hard on him. Just try to hang in there, k?"
The cloak figure nodded. He understood Harry needed time and he would give him al the time he needed. He could wait. He had to wait this long already. What was the harm in waiting longer?
Sirius stood and walked over by a window and stared out at the night sky. May things would be happening this year and though he didn't like what Harry would have to face, he would just have to deal with them. Sirius sighed. "It's going to be a long year."
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