Chapter 2 The Meeting

Harry Potter awoke by the sound of his alarm clock which read 12:00. It was finally his 17th birthday, and he could leave the awful home of the Dursleys. He got up right away, and grabbed his trunk which was already packed. He was just waiting for the Weasleys to come pick him up, where they would be traveling by flew powder. All of a sudden, he heard a loud thud coming from the basement. He knew the Weasleys have come to rescue him.

"What in bloody hell are you doing here!"

Harry grabbed his things and went downstairs, where he saw the Weaslys and a very angry Uncle Vernon. Aunt Petunia was standing in her pjs with curls in her hair looking quit happy that today is the day harry leaves.

"So today is the day isn't it? Your leaving us for good?" Uncle Vernon asked with a big grin on his face.

"I see you have your things there Harry, well off we go." Mr. Weasley said with a grin. Ron and Mrs. Weasley were standing their as well, and there was no sign of Ginny.

One by one they left, and Harry was the last to leave. They arrived at the Weasley's home, all dusty from the flew powder, and without a word they all went to bed. Harry followed Ron to his room, where neither of them were tired.

"So Harry, what are you going to do?" Ron said nervously.

"Look for the horcruxes, that's what. I can't go back to school, I need to finish Voldemont off."

"I know. Remember how Hermione and I decided to go with you? Well, we think we should go back to school and we think you should go with us."

Harry was surprised. At the end of school last year, Hermione and Ron agreed it was best if they didn't go back.

"I know what your thinking Harry, but Hermione and I were thinking all summer. The necklace you found was a fake, what if someone has already found them? Plus you need to finish off school if you want to be an auror, and besides, you said that each horcruxes represent each house, what if they are at the school? It makes sense. I mean, you don't even know where the Horcruxes are, and all summer there hasn't been one attack since Dumbledore died. They moved the school to a more secure place, and–"

"I agree."Harry interrupted.

"And–wait, you agree?"

"I have been having dreams again. My scar hurts. I know Voldemont is still out there, and my dreams are showing someone. I haven't seen her face, its all blurry, but she was wearing school robes. I think she might have to do with the Horcruxes."

"Your having dreams? That must mean Voldemont is getting weak. This is strange Harry. Did you tell anyone else?"

"No, I haven't. I think its strange as well, maybe Voldemont is sending me wrong signals or something. I don't know. Last year my scar never hurt and I never had dreams. Why now? Why this year?"

"I don't know Harry."

"So I was thinking, I have this urge that I must go to school. It's a weird feeling, but its like I have to for some odd reason. Maybe over Christmas break, I can try and find a horcruxes. Do my research at school, then go find them. But I have a feeling I won't even have to leave school to find them."

"I don't know Harry, this is all very strange. We should talk it over with Hermione, I think she would know. We should get to bed. Night Harry."

"Night."

Harry was up all night thinking. He must go to school, he thought. He didn't know why, but he just had to go.