Year 2- Rescued

"Whatcha looking at roomie?" I walk into my room, that Harry now share with me.

"The photo album Hagrid gave me, look it's us with mum and dad." I look over his shoulder at a moving photo of me, Harry, mum and dad. He flips it to the next page, it was him, Hermione and Ron,  when Hedwig starts making noise, she was frustrated being trapped in her cage. "Harry shut her up, if Uncle Vernon-"

"Harry Potter!" The man yells just on cue.

"Good luck." I smile, as Harry heads downstairs. Im about to sit on my bed when a weird creature pops out of nowhere in front of me.

"Oh my god." I squeal, throwing a pillow at it. "What are you?"

It holds his hands out, "Dobby doesn't mean any harm, Dobby is just hear to find Harry Potter, M'am"

"Why do you want my brother?"

"Brother?"

"Yes, Im Jade. Jade Potter. Harry's sister."

The thing, who I presume is called Dobby gasps, "Jade Potter, it's a pleasure to meet you, I've heard so much about you."

"How have you heard of me?"

"Young Master Malf-" He stop and starts hitting himself on the head.

"Whoa. Whoa." I grab his hands stopping him. "Don't do that." I tell him as the door opens.

"Harry Potter.." Dobby looks at him "Such an honour it is."

"Jade, who is that?" Harry closes the door.

"Dobby, i think " I state, letting go of him.

"Dobby, sir. Dobby the house-elf."

"Not to be rude or anything but this isn't a great time."

"Oh, have the Mason's arrived?"

Harry nods as Dobby continues, "Dobby understands. It's just that Dobby has come to tell you. It is difficult, sir. Dobby wonders where to begin."

"Why don't you sit down?"

"S-sit down? Sit down?" Dobby starts sobbing.

"Dobby, sush. Im sorry." Harry starts to panic at the noise he's making. "I didn't mean to offend you or anything."

"Offend Dobby? Dobby has heard of your greatness, sir, but never has he been asked to sit down by a wizard... like a equal."

"You can't have met many decent wizards, then. Why don't you sit down next to Jade?" Harry suggests as I pat the spot on the bed.

"No I haven't. That was an awful thing to say." He starts banging his head against the wardrobe. "Bad Dobby!"

"Stop, Dobby! Dobby please stop!"

"Dobby you have to be quiet. Otherwise Harry will get in serious trouble." I tell him, and he stops.

"Are you all right?" Harry asks.

"Dobby had to punish himself, sir. Dobby almost spoke ill of his family, sir." Dobby explains as Harry sits next me and Dobby sits on a stool.

"Your family?"

"The wizard family Dobby serves, sir. Dobby is bound to serve one family forever. If they ever knew Dobby was here... ooh! Dobby had to come. Dobby has to protect Harry Potter. To warn him. Harry Potter must not go back to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry the year. There is a plot. A plot to make the most terrible things happen."

"What terrible things? Who's plotting them?"

"Oh... he.... can't... say!" Dobby starts to panic again.

"Okay, I understand. You can't say." Dobby grabs the lamp and starts to hit himself.

"Dobby!"

"Dobby put the lamp down."

Harry stands up and starts wrestling Dobby for the lamp and I hear someone coming. "Harry hide him." I warn, he grabs Dobby shoving him into the wardrobe.

"What the devil are you two doing up here?"

"I was just-"

"You just ruined the punchline of my japanese-golfer joke."

"Sorry." Harry says, I mean it's not the worst thing to be ruined, that joke was terrible.

"One more sound and you'll wish you'd never been born... and fix that door." He looks at the wardrobe Dobby is in.

"Yes, sir." Vernon leaves and Harry let's Dobby out, "See why I have to go back. I don't belong here. I belong in your world. Hogwarts. it's the only place I've got friends. "

"Friends that don't even write to Harry Potter."

"Well, i expect they've been-"

"How do you know about that?" I question Dobby. He freezes, looking around. "Harry and Jade Potter mustn't be angry with Dobby. Dobby hoped if Harry  Potter thought his friends had forgotten him, Harry Potter might not want to go back to school, sir. And Dobby couldn't let Jade Potter have her letters, otherwise Harry Potter would know."

"I've got letters?"

"Give me those... now." 

"No!" Dobby tucks them away and tries to run from Harry, he heads out the bedroom door.

"Oh no." I gasp as they run downstairs. I follow quickly. Harry and I freeze as we see Dobby eye up the cake

"Dobby get back here." Dobby shakes his head, clicking his fingers the cake rises.

"No, Dobby!"

"Harry Potter must say he's not going back to school."

"I can't Hogwarts is my home."

"What about me Dobby, that cake will get me in trouble too."

"Dobby must do it, for Harry Potter's own good. Sorry ma'm." The cake flies towards the masons and Harry runs after it as I scowl at Dobby, who disappears.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

The next day Uncle Vernon drills bars on our window, "You're never going back to that school. You're never gonna see those freaky friends of yours again."

"What do you think Dobby was on about?" I ask Harry that evening. "Surely it has to do with Voldemort?"

"Must do, but it's probably nonsense."

"He seemed quite serious, I mean he-" I start but i'm interrupted by the sound of a engine, I look up and noticed a car flying to our window. "Harry look."

It was Ron and the twins, "Hiya Harry, Jade."

"Ron. Fred. George. What are you all doing here?"

"Rescuing the both of you, of course. Now, come on. Get your trunk."

Harry scrambles to pack everything, while I just grab mine handing it over, I never really unpacked just in case. I pick up Leta as Ron puts a hook on the bars.

"You better stand back." The car drives off slightly pulling the rails off. Harry and I place our trunks in the boot

We arrive at a tall wooden house, that looks like it could collapse at any minute as Vernon yells.  Ron opens to door and I jump in first while Harry grabs Hedwig.

"Hello Boys" I nod to the twins.

"Come on, Harry!"

"Petunia, they're escaping." Vernon grabs Harry leg as Ron pulls Harry into the car.

"Let go of me."

"Oh no. You and that bloody pigeon aren't going anywhere!"

"Drive!" 

I laugh as Vernon is pulled out the window, falling into some bushes.

"By the way twins, happy birthday." Ron smiles.

...

"Come on" George whispers, sneaking into the Burrow. "Okay, shh, come on." I look around in awe at all the magic.

"It's not much but its home." Ron states.

"I think it's brilliant." Harry whispers as Mrs Weasley runs downstairs.

"Where have you been?.. Harry, Jade, how wonderful to see you, dears." She smiles at us before turning back to her sons, "Beds empty! No note! Car gone! You could have died! You could have been seen! Of course, I don't blame you two." She looks back at us.

"They were starving them, mum. There were bars on his window."

"Well, you'd best hope I don't put bars on your window.Ronal Weasley." She warns. "Right, come on you two, time for a spot of breakfast." She leads us over to the table handing us a plate of food when a Ginny runs down.

"Mummy, have you seen my jumper?"

"Yes, dear, It was on the cat."

Ginny freezes when she spots Harry.

"Hello." Harry smiles and her eyes widen before running back upstairs.

I chuckle along with Fred and George as Harry asks, "Wh-what did i do?"

"Ginny, she's been talking about you all summer. A bit annoying really."

"I think someone has a little admirer." I tease.

"Morning, Weasley." Mr Weasley walks through the door.

"Morning dad!" They all call back, as Mrs Weasley adds more food to our plates.

"What a night. Nine raids. Nine!"

"Raids?" Harry asks.

"Dad works in the Ministry of magic in the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Office. Dad loves muggles. Thinks they're fascinating."

Mr Weasley sits down next to Harry, "And who are you?"

"oh, sorry, sir. Im Harry, sir. Harry Potter"

"Good lord, Are you really? Well, Ron's told us all about you, of course. And that you have a sister." He looks around the table before his eyes land on me."

Hello, sir. Im Jade." I smile

"Hello Jade. So when did they get here?"

"This morning." Mrs Weasley states. "Your sons flew that enchanted car of yours to Surrey and back last night"

"Did you really? How did it go?" Mrs Weasley wacks Mr Weasley arm. "I mean... that was very wrong, indeed, boys... Now Harry, Jade, you must know all about muggles. Tell me what exactly is the function of a rubber duck?"

"Oh, umm" Harry tries to think about how to explain when an owl screeches.

"Oh, that'll be Errol with the post."  Mrs Weasley turns around as an Owl crashes into the window. "Oh, fetch it, will you, Percy, please?"

"Oh, look, it's our Hogwarts letters.  And they've sent us the Potter's as well."

"Dumbledore must know you're here. Doesn't miss a trick that man."

"This lot won't come cheap, mum. These spell books alone are very expensive." Fred states.

"We will manage. There's only one place we're going to get all of this: Diagon Alley."